"Xuandan Peak?"

Da Mao didn't know how to hide his cultivation, and with a slap, he exposed his strength, which was clearly felt by Tom Chen.

"What are you, dare to provoke my master, today you are kneeling down and calling the soul ancestor, and the ancestor will never spare you!"

The big hair stalked his small neck, his chin rose to a certain height, and he looked at Tomson with disdain from the gap between his upper and lower eyelids.

"What's the situation? This little cub actually called Mu Ping the master? The intelligence doesn't show that there is such a peak master of Xuandan by Mu Ping's side?"

Tom Chen called the disciple of the Golden God Sect who was responsible for collecting intelligence in his heart, the eighteenth generation of the ancestor, and Xuande, he faintly had a trace of regret in his heart, he knew this, and avenged Liu Yu's bastard, people casually called out a servant who was the peak of Xuandan, how could this battle be fought?

"Ancestor ......"

Suddenly, he remembered Xuande who had gone to trouble Mu Ping's family, and he was shocked, "This kid is standing here now, what about Xuande Ancestor......?"

He didn't dare to think any further.

"Kill!"

His hands were outstretched, as if he were a cult leader, and the red robe on his body was faintly bloody.

Those disciples of the Golden God Sect who were controlled by the evil ghosts, just like gluttonous people seeing delicious food, vampires smelled the smell of blood, and immediately boiled, howling, like a hornet, they pounced on Mu Ping, Feng Zhongyun, Da Mao, and Xiao Wu.

Tomson himself, on the other hand, hid his figure and jumped up, not forward, but straight backwards.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

Feng Zhongyun, Da Mao, and Xiao Wu also jumped up in unison, performing killing moves, and covering up against those Golden God Sect disciples.

The scuffle ensued immediately.

Many of those evil ghosts themselves are Xuandan level cultivators, and I don't know where the Golden God Sect got so many Xuandan monk souls, but the ** they attached to them is too fragile, and their strength can't be exerted at all.

Suddenly it was not enough to see.

Although their shouting voices are very high, they are really ordinary under their hands.

Puff puff!"

"Ahhh

"Boom!"

"Bone Lu Gu Lu Gu Lu!"

Da Mao didn't have any weapons, just with a pair of fleshy palms, everywhere he passed, no matter how high or low his cultivation was, he slapped him into a pulp.

Xiao Wu breathed fire in his mouth, and wherever he passed, a sea of fire rolled, and the disciples of the Golden God Sect who were contaminated with his natal true fire were ignited in an instant, and they were really no different from lighting the sky lanterns, and even the evil ghosts who controlled ** were not spared, and they were all burned to ashes.

Puffs of black smoke and a thick smell of burnt paste came from him, making his surroundings indistinguishable from the crematorium.

Feng Zhongyun used the most common soft sword of the Xuan Group, straight and flickering with cold light, like a death scythe, where he passed, the human head fell to the ground, blood stained the air red, and with the help of the faint light, flashing black light.

Before the tea effort, all the disciples of the Golden God Sect were wiped out by the three of them.

In the dungeon of Nuoda, there are deep pits everywhere, and there is blood everywhere, and it is not an exaggeration to describe it as a river of blood.

Those stumps, severed arms and hideous heads easily make people think of the word Shura Field.

Yes, it's no different from Shura.

Rao is Feng Zhongyun has experienced countless killings, and it can be said that he crawled out of the pile of dead people, but he was also stunned by the scene in front of him, and he was silent for a long time.

He finally understood what happened when Mu Ping destroyed the Fire Dragon Sect, it was not ordinary ruthless, but ruthless to the bone.

He looked at Mu Ping with deep jealousy in his eyes.

At the same time, I am also very glad that I am glad that I have drawn him to the Xuan Group and to my side, otherwise, if any of the Xuan Group offends him without opening their eyes, wouldn't they be waiting to be destroyed?

"Ruthless, it's too ruthless!"

And why are these children and a little bird so ruthless? and claim to be Mu Ping's servants?

It's enough to have Mu Ping, and this is all of a sudden, "Is the end of the earth really coming?"

Although he is proficient in divination, no matter how clever he is, he is also clever in divination, but Mu Ping's magic is not performing!

Mu Ping didn't move, and he didn't pay attention to what Feng Zhongyun was thinking, he just stood quietly and watched the battle.

He had already discovered that Tomson was gone,

He must have gone to fix some kind of moth again, if this Golden God Sect was only so weak, he wouldn't believe it if he was killed.

And the increasing number of ghosts in mid-air always makes him feel unsteady, not why, just intuition.

But he didn't want to use the cold lizard demon fire to extinguish these powerful ghosts now, he always felt that these powerful ghosts seemed to have some origins, and they were very big, and killing them would make him uneasy.

He didn't know why he suddenly had such thoughts, but this was what he really felt in his heart, and only by obeying his heart could he feel at ease.

"Search forward!"

Mu Ping's index finger and middle finger of his right hand were brought together, and he made an offensive gesture towards Da Mao and Xiao Wu.

The two divine beasts immediately moved forward, one running on the ground and the other flying in the air, while Mu Ping and Feng Zhongyun followed closely behind.

Mu Ping's spiritual power has already been discovered, there are three underground palaces of the Golden God Sect, two large and one small, strung together, if it is cut and seen from the sky, it is a gourd shape, or the pyramid is more appropriate.

Entering from the earthen fort, it is equivalent to entering the bottom of the pyramid, that is, the place where the battle just now, the area here is the largest, with a size of tens of thousands of square meters, and to go forward, you need to pass through a portal, which is a pair of large stone gates, each of which is thirty zhang in size, perhaps because of the age, it has long been dilapidated and cannot be closed.

After passing the stone gate, you will enter the middle part of the underground palace, with an area of about seven or eight thousand square meters, and there are all kinds of caves scattered on the edge, which is the main place for the disciples of the Golden God Sect to cultivate.

All kinds of living utensils are all over the place, and as soon as I came in, I didn't know, and I thought I had entered the lair of the cave man on the top of the mountain.

Now that China has started its modernization journey, it is still like an uncivilized barbarian land, full of things that only apes can use during slash-and-burn farming.

Feng Zhongyun and Mu Ping couldn't help but sigh for a while.

Could it be that the disciples of the Golden God Sect have all crossed over, and why can they endure this kind of ascetic-like torment?

At this moment, the entire underground palace is empty, there is no figure, the smell of blood and burnt smell wafting from the hall below is much less, and the air is quite fresh, but because there is no day all year round, there is a faint smell of moldy and long hair in the air. 2k reading web