Chapter 1122: A Death-Killing Soul Needle

Zhang Jingnong, who fell to the ground, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, endured the pain and got up, looking at those countless demon beasts rampage and was stunned, secretly wondering if this is the rhythm of the world chaos? If the Qiqiao Gate is destroyed, what is the meaning of him, the master of the gate? In a hurry, he rose to the sky and shouted loudly: "All the elders listen to the order and immediately take action to kill these ...... who do not know the heavens and the earth."

"Your grandfather's temperament is full, it's really fucking like a starling who can only speak human words, he didn't slap you to death with one palm, and then take your grandfather's palm!" The old man in the brocade robe shouted and rose into the air, and quickly slapped Zhang Jingnong with a palm, and slapped the other party to the ground again with a bang. The old man in the brocade robe who updated the fastest then turned around and shouted: "Sons, rush south for me, and kill those who encounter obstacles in everything!"

Whew...... With a long wolf roar, the demon beasts suddenly rushed south with all four hooves, and the people who encountered the obstruction also collided mercilessly, and the houses frequently collapsed accompanied by the smoke billowing up. This huge movement finally attracted the peak master, and the comer looked at the ruins of the Elders' House like ruins, angrily stopped the old man in the brocade robe on the left, and blasted it with a punch.

Bang's energy collided and exploded, and the resulting force of the shock bounced the two of them away. Chaudunshen of the Tangram Gate was surprised: "I didn't expect you to have such a strong strength, but the Tangram Gate is not a place where you can come to the wilderness, continue to take the move, Yanyu Shura Fist!"

After saying that, Chai Dunshen flew forward and threw his fist to explode a powerful energy to bombard it again. The old man in the brocade robe also shook his fist and fought back, and laughed: "My old cow's favorite thing is to spread wild, try your grandfather's bullish spirit!" The two fists collided with each other and exploded, and the air wave flew like a dreamlike smoke and rain landing, who knew that the explosion after the explosion was a strong force to blow away the smoke and rain.

With a bang, Chaitunshen was shocked back by his strength, and after this second move, his strength was obviously slightly worse than that of the other party.

The old man in the brocade robe secretly praised the spiritual vein of the fire as a timely rain, not only helping him break through the bottleneck, but also more than doubling his strength.

The knot is not far from the lone grandson ball of the cold I badminton

Three figures floated down from the top of the hill north of the Tangram Gate, one of them rushed to stop the hydra on the right from setting fire to it, and the other rushed to stop the monkey demon in the middle who was blowing a tornado. The last figure floated down the Elders' Courtyard and came to Zhang Jingnong's side and shouted angrily: "Zhang Jingnong, are you brainless or are you funny? You were actually attacked into the sect, do you think you can still have some luck? How did you act like the master of the sect with such a stupid move? When did our Tangram Sect have been bullied like this, why didn't you mobilize a few other Supreme Elders to stop it earlier? Do you think that Chai Lao alone can stop it?"

Zhang Jingnong really wanted to slap the second master in front of him with one palm, the outside world is commonly known as the stunned Qingzhao Ertou, the eldest brother holding the other party is the founder of the Qiqiao Sect, he has been rampant and domineering for many years, and the other party has not humiliated him once or twice like this, if his strength is strong enough, he will really slap the other party to death with one palm, but unfortunately his level is too far from the other party, so he can only listen to it at this time. It wasn't until the other party finished speaking that he explained: "Elder Zhao, these demon beasts are ...... that ran out of the sect's formation."

The enemy is not a lonely and cold post

Zhao Qingkang interrupted in surprise: "Zhang Jingnong, are you sure you're not joking with me now? There are not even cultivators of the Mahayana period in the formation, how can you come from the monks of the Xuanxian period? Are you going to shirk your responsibility?"

Three figures floated down from the top of the hill north of the Qiqiao Gate of the Lonely Cold Gang, one of which rushed to stop the hydra on the right from setting fire to it, and the other to stop the monkey demon in the middle who was blowing a tornado. The last figure floated down the Elders' Courtyard and came to Zhang Jingnong's side and shouted angrily: "Zhang Jingnong, are you brainless or are you funny? You were actually attacked into the sect, do you think you can still have some luck? How did you act like the master of the sect with such a stupid move? When did our Tangram Sect have been bullied like this, why didn't you mobilize a few other Supreme Elders to stop it earlier? Do you think that Chai Lao alone can stop it?"

Zhang Jingnong stretched out his hand and pointed to the Elders' House and said, "Elder Zhao, that's where the battle began, the sect sent disciples in to collect resources this time, but unexpectedly encountered this group of cultivators ambushed, thousands of people have been killed and wounded, and now there are still hundreds of survivors lying in the Elders' Courtyard." We found the distress signal inside and immediately went to look for Elder Taishang, but no one was found, and then this group of cultivators came out, and dozens of us went up to stop it, and if you don't come again, the sect will be ruined!"

"It doesn't make sense, my eldest brother didn't convene a meeting of the Supreme Elders today, how could they not be all there? Isn't there a binding force in the formation to restrain the demon beasts? How can they break out? Forget it, it seems that you can't answer this matter, and I will settle accounts with you after the matter is dealt with!" Zhao Qingkang flew up after speaking, and rushed to support Chaidunshen, who was gradually falling into the disadvantage.

After the fire released the high-ranking demon beasts, they lurked among the disciples until the battle began, and began to flee for their lives in all directions, slowly leaving the elders' house with the crowd, and then running west for a distance and then turning towards the mountain gate to the south. Since it was a battle in broad daylight, many disciples walked back and forth to watch the battle, and Agni's escape did not attract the attention of others.

The enemy of the land is hated and the lonely is sealed

The monkey demon took the magic weapon Eight Star Wind Lei Ta and shot frequently, so that those who wanted to stop him were all blown away by the tornado, and when he was having fun, he found that a master had come, and in desperation, he put away his playfulness and fought with the comer, punching and kicking the tiger and the tiger in a stalemate.

When the nine-headed monster was holding the plate axe in his hand, he found that someone came to stop him, and he waved the axe with disdain and slashed over, the sword light and sword shadow clanged, and the explosion sound of energy colliding was endless. Fortunately, he was nourished and absorbed by the fine wine of the fire last night, and his strength changed a little, and there was no sign of defeat.

Every move made by the old man in the brocade robe was a fist, and his strength was brought into full play, and he was about to reap the fruits of victory, but he found that another person came over and intervened, and immediately snorted coldly: "Is it shameless to bully more and less to bully? The shamelessness of human beings is just right in you, there is really no most shameless, only more shameless! To be honest, I am afraid of dirtying the old man's hands when I beat you, but I am afraid of being sorry for the old man's conscience, and the compromise solution is to let my cow lice deal with you and scatter beans into soldiers!"

The old man in the brocade robe dodged Zhao Qingkang's surprise attack, and took advantage of the time to turn around and wiped it on his body, and dozens of gadlice suddenly sprinkled on the other party's body on his hand, and when they adhered to his clothes or skin, they began to explode with a bang. Zhao Qingkang, who had only avoided a part of the gadlice, was sad, and even his body-protecting true qi could not stop the power of the explosion, leaving dark dots on his skin, accompanied by a strange and unpleasant smell rushing into his nose, making him feel like he was about to vomit. Immediately after that, those gadlice turned into little ghosts and tore at his flesh, no matter how he shook it, he couldn't shake it off, he couldn't reach out and slap it, and in the end, it was himself who hurt.

The little ghost man is only the size of a palm, and the speed of movement is so fast that he can't see it, and in a few strokes, he tore his clothes to tatters, but he can't deal with those little ghost people at all, standing in the void and scratching, but unfortunately he can't catch it, he can't hit it, he is so angry that he can't help it, seeing that he is about to be torn to the point that his clothes are not covered, is it really a lifetime of fame ruined here? In a hurry, he suddenly remembered that he had a life-killing soul needle, which was a magic weapon that could specifically kill demons and monsters.

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