Actions speak louder than words. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

No matter how much speculation there is, the inference is not as convincing as the actual real and vivid case.

Soon, someone came forward to tell the story.

Although there are many people who are afraid of the lifeless way and Bian Rin, there are also many demon cultivators who are bold and want to make a windfall, or who think very highly of themselves and want to become famous in the world.

- Of course, the wise monks of the righteous path are all on the sidelines, and it is obviously not a wise move to deal with the masters of Bian Rin and the lifeless path in the chassis of the demon cultivators of the underworld.

Therefore, the people who followed were basically demon cultivators, and they belonged to the people in the six veins of the demon path.

Ning Qingqiu and the others also looked at the movement here with burning eyes, observing what kind of effect this magic circle that Ming Yuan couldn't see clearly, it was best to spy on the origin one or two, in this way, it would help them keep up with them.

Demon cultivators are obviously not stupid, they shoot the first bird, and they come out rashly, maybe they will lose both, and there are really a lot of things that are picked up cheaply by the people who stand by and watch the show, so everyone has no action for a while.

But this kind of peace was quickly broken, wealth and fame were moving, and there were not a few people who wanted to take risks with their own strength, and soon a man wearing a gray suit with two hammers stepped forward and said: "Since everyone doesn't make a move, let me try the level of this lifeless Dao first!"

Looking at the appearance, this person is the waist of the five big and three thick tigers, it seems that he still has two brushes, and his cultivation also has the level of the middle stage of Jindan, although this kind of cultivation can not say that he can overwhelm the crowd, but he is already a big master, as a pioneer to test Bian Rin and his party, it is also suitable.

These two iron hammers are made of dark cloud iron, powerful and heavy, and the weight is considerable, once they are infused with spiritual energy, they are indestructible, and they are famous sharp weapons among heavy weapons.

This person should not be simple.

- It's just that what the hell is this Black Sand Sansha? It's famous?

Mingyuan shook his head at Ning Qingqiu's gaze, a little helpless, this person is obviously for the famous casual cultivation, organized people, all of them are waiting and watching from the old gods, if they are not alone, then they must consider all the details to be perfect, this is a matter of affecting the whole body.

Not to mention whether their people can solve Bian Rin with the smallest loss, the specific pros and cons of this matter still have to be said, and they will definitely not be the first to rush out.

This is usually done by people who are stunned or have no brains......

However, although this Wang Meng looks a little reckless, he should also rely on it, and he has the certainty that even if he can't make meritorious service, he won't die, otherwise he wouldn't be so reckless to be this vanguard.

The monk was also clever, and immediately threw out a hammer, and it was seen that there was a silver chain tied to the handle of the hammer, a very thin one, and if it had not been for this man throwing the hammer, everyone would not have found this little thing for a while.

However, with the addition of such a chain, the practicality and flexibility of this hammer-shaped weapon has risen to a new level, and in addition to the miraculous results of frontal suppression, it also increases the mechanical performance.

Very brilliant design.

The hammer rushed straight to the entrance of the alley, but the person was still within a safe distance, obviously looking at something wrong and stopping as soon as possible.

It's also cautious.

However, Bian Rin dared to enter the underworld without concealment, and did not hide that he came with a goal, so he must be ready for an enemy to attack, no, this Wang Meng was the first person to suffer a big loss.

The mouth of the alley suddenly lit up with a red light, as if a certain point had been touched, and in an instant it was a line connecting the city, and finally it was quickly intertwined, forming a big net, the red light was shining, with an ominous one.

Ning Qingqiu frowned, and the vigilance in his heart suddenly rose to the highest.

This thing doesn't look simple......

There is always a feeling similar to infrared and the like of modern high-tech anti-theft devices, but even if this thing is not infrared, it must be not bad at all.

If it is really encountered, I am afraid that the lethality is also extremely terrifying.

Ning Qingqiu could feel the faint aura of danger above, and this guess was not untargeted.

Although the origin of this red light is unknown, but at a glance, even a sword cultivator like her with pure sword intent and clear sword heart has an uncomfortable feeling, and you can imagine how much negative impact this thing has.

Fortunately, they were not impulsive, otherwise......

will end up with that Wang Meng.

The red light just surrounded the iron hammer, and then it flowed down the silver chain like a locust crossing the water flowing down the silver chain to the gray-clothed monk Wang Meng, his face changed wildly, and he wanted to lose his weapon and abandon the car to protect the handsome, but his reaction was fast, but it was still not as fast as the strange red light.

Surrounded by his whole body in an instant, he opened his mouth wide, his whole body was really swollen, and his clothes were hunting, but before he could struggle, he was corroded by the red light, and almost at the same time as the dark cloud hammer, it turned into a puddle of stinky water.

"Vomit—"

The stench hit, and many monks covered their noses and retreated, and a few gagging sounds came and went.

This Wang Meng had already disappeared between heaven and earth with his weapon, leaving only the scum and impurities of himself and his weapon.

Mingyuan immediately closed the pores of his breath and his whole body, and he was unique when everyone was either blue or pale, ruddy and shiny, gentle and gentle, and he was a beautiful son.

Well, it's very hateful.

As for Ning Qingqiu, with the Golden Thread Sky Yarn Clothes on his body, he naturally automatically formed a shielding and isolation device, and the smell can be regarded as a kind of "attack" with lethality and threat, and the judgment of the Golden Thread Sky Yarn Clothes is still very sensitive.

So she wasn't affected at all.

Han Yue is miserable.

This stinky attack can be said to be unexpected by everyone, and suddenly gave everyone a ruthless blow, so he was also hit, and suddenly he had difficulty breathing, his eyes rolled white, and his whole mind was smoked into a pulp, if it wasn't for the strong willpower to suppress it, he might have vomited at this time.

For the monk, such a reaction undoubtedly shows that his cultivation is not yet at home, this monk is an elegant person who eats and drinks, even if he doesn't blink his eyes when he kills, and his stomach is full of intrigues, he must maintain a superficial demeanor and calmness.

Now, I've lost all my face.