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"What kind of eyes are you, do you know what sin you have committed by looking at the immortal like this?!" Finally, someone couldn't control the panic in his heart and shouted, but as soon as he said this, it meant that they had lost. The corners of Qingluan's mouth turned up slightly, as if sarcastic and mocking.

Those immortal cultivators who were mixed with the martial artists only felt a chill down their spines when they saw Qingluan's eyes, and they were so nervous that they couldn't control their breathing, and their bodies trembled unconsciously.

"Look for death!"

Finally, an immortal cultivator couldn't help but make a move, and 10,000 golden needles poured down like rain, pulling each other between needles, carrying wind and thunder, and shooting towards Qingluan from all directions, blocking all Qingluan's retreats.

The martial artists were worried, they couldn't dodge this blow no matter what, Qingshuang and Su'er exclaimed even more, although they had seen Qingluan kill the elder of the Lingshan Sect in three moves, but they had not really made a move with the immortal cultivators, and they had no way of understanding the comparison of strength between the immortal cultivators, maybe the elder of the Lingshan Sect was just the weakest character among the immortal cultivators.

Looking at the motionless Qingluan, the immortal cultivator thought that Qingluan was scared stupid, and even ruthlessly spit out the word waste, and some people said that it was nothing more than that.

But I didn't want Qingluan to snort, the sound wave spread, and the real power gushing out of the muscles and veins that were different from ordinary people formed a huge ball, and the golden needle couldn't get close to half a point at all, even the wind and thunder carried during it were suddenly eliminated, such a powerful roar, but the wooden Feixiantai under him was unscathed, which made people have to admire Qingluan's control of the real power.

Coming and not being rude, Qingluan is naturally not the kind of person who doesn't care about it, he casually took off one of the golden needles and shot it at the immortal cultivator who put the needle, followed by two and three...... Endless.

Although the immortal cultivator who put the needle was surprised, he also recovered quickly, he actually didn't think that he could kill Qingluan with one blow, but Qingluan chose to use the golden needle to collide with him, this is a big mistake, compared to playing with needles, Qingluan is far worse.

He drank in a deep voice, the golden needles were finely woven like dragons, and he opened his mouth to swallow the golden needles shot out by Qingluan.

One, two, the golden dragon seems to have a mournful roar, three, four, the dragon's head is shattered, five dragons are broken, six, seven, the immortal cultivator who put the needle is frightened, his pupils are dilated, and there are faint traces of blood oozing out before he wakes up, and his heart is unwilling to fall from the sky.

Kill immortals again!

There was a dead silence on the ground high in the air, and only the golden needles controlled by each person were heard falling on the Feixian platform where Qingluan was standing, and there were no needles around Qingluan.

"Again!" The immortal cultivator mixed in with the martial artists muttered quietly.

The immortal cultivators in the air gasped, and they began to believe some of the rumors circulating among the immortal cultivators.

The martial artist glanced at Qingluan on the Flying Immortal Terrace, and then looked at the immortal cultivators who were already a little bold.

If it were a normal moment, they might turn around and leave, but at this moment, they seem to feel that there is something difficult to get over on their faces, and they just hold on to their faces and not leave.

"Not leaving?!" Qingluan said with a chuckle.

"Vertical Zi'an dares to be rude!" Another immortal cultivator waved a big knife and swayed down, the knife was like a long rainbow through the sun, the knife was a hundred zhang long, and the force slashed down, with the power of wind, fire, thunder and lightning, and the crackling sound was a mess.

Qingluan still didn't move, his left foot secretly carried his own strength, and the golden needle on the stage flew up again, as just now, the castration was like a tide, and the golden needle shattered the knife, leaving a small pinhole in the eyebrows of the immortal cultivator of the knife, oozing blood.

"Face kills!" Qingluan shook his head and sighed, but the words hit the heart of the immortal cultivator.

So easy and alone, what is the realm of this martial artist? How could the immortal cultivator's already collapsed mind be understood.

There are already signs that immortal cultivators are beginning to disperse, but there are also people who are still holding on, and there is even an immortal cultivator who thinks highly of himself and makes a move on Qingluan again.

But the matter came to an end very simply, Qingluan used the two-point ripe and eight-point grass sword record, and a purple sword intent burst out, cutting off the head of the immortal cultivator, and there was a rain of blood in the sky, it was a shower.

The immortal cultivators scattered and fled madly.

Warriors are excited, cheers!

"Who dares to kill immortals within my jurisdiction?!"

The sky was covered with dark clouds, instantly obscuring the sky, and thunder and lightning rushed in the dark clouds, like the end of the world.

The immortal cultivators who had already dispersed stopped, knowing that someone had stood up for them, and they all turned around to watch the show.

"Immortals?" Qingluan sneered, but in his heart he knew that the person in the cloud was not an opponent yet.

"If you want to become an immortal, you must go through the catastrophe, and the catastrophe has not passed, and you want to become an immortal and dream!" There was a thunderous voice in the clouds, and the warrior who was shocked was dizzy.

A thunderbolt came from the sky, just like when the green python turned into a dragon!

This thunder and lightning angered the Jiao soul in Qingluan's sea of knowledge, Jiao Soul roared, Qingluan's mouth actually let out bursts of dragon groans, Jiao's blood refining body changed, and a dragon scale fought with the sky!

Qingluan had a body of green scales attached to his body, and when he received a thunderous blow from the sky, the wind spread, blowing the crowd to the east and west, and the people who were close were already injured.

The dark clouds in the sky were also amazed, and said, "The beast is not dead yet!" Are you reborn?! ”

Qingluan didn't answer this question, and stomped into the sky with a gun, hitting the dark clouds.

Another cold snort came from the dark clouds, and said, "Arrogance, since I can kill you once, I can kill you a second time!" ”

Rolling thunder was like a knife, cutting through the sky, and straight slashed Qingluan back to the ground.

After receiving this blow, the dragon scales collapsed, and Qingluan was still standing proudly, but he was also panting, his seven orifices were slightly oozing blood, and his face was terrifying.

He sighed in his heart that it was so dangerous, if it wasn't for the thunder just now, I'm afraid that his body would really be taken away by the frog.

He cursed in his heart, why did that damn old man of the Martial Saint hide now and disappear!

"It turned out to be just a snatch." In the dark clouds, he laughed again, and said: "The dignified Qinglong clan has fallen to this point, it's sad and lamentable!" As he spoke, Qingluan had seen red light flickering in the dark clouds.

He has seen the scene of the green python turning into a dragon, and naturally he knows the power of this red thunder, he is not the kind of person who only needs to save face, seeing this red thunder, he shouted to the surrounding crowd to run!

The warriors, who were already frightened, suddenly came back to their senses and fled frantically, and the scene was chaotic. Those immortal cultivators in the air laughed wantonly, venting the frustration that Qingluan had brought them just now.

Qingluan would not run away with the fleeing people, and rushed towards the depths of the White Tiger Academy.

"Can you escape?"

Qingluan is fast, the dark clouds are faster, and the red thunder is faster than the dark clouds.

A red thunderbolt fell, and it was already difficult to find a complete skin on Qingluan's body, and the immortal cultivators looked at it from a distance unhurriedly, sighing why the heart-warming blow didn't kill Qingluan.

Qingluan ignored the injury, and did not wipe the blood in his mouth, his chest rose and fell, and he kept coughing up blood.

"Isn't there a lot of masters in the damn White Tiger Academy? Why are you all shrinking turtles now?! ”

A few more thunderbolts slashed, but they didn't hit Qingluan, and the dark clouds seemed to be playing a game of cats chasing rats, as if they wanted to live and kill Qingluan.

Qingluan kept cursing in his heart, but he was helpless, the one in the dark clouds was too strong!

The dark clouds were chasing, and the immortal cultivators in the sky were also chasing, chasing the black carbon head that was scurrying around and smoking everywhere on the ground. There was a burst of laughter from the immortal cultivators.

Another blow in the sky hit Qingluan, and Qingluan, who was weak and empty, could hardly have the strength to escape, but his eyes were blazing, and he didn't feel sluggish.

"Are immortals so easy to kill?"

"This is the price you pay for killing immortals!"

"Let you understand what is immortal and what is mortal!"

……

The one in the dark clouds didn't speak, but the group of followers behind him mocked Qingluan with a word.

Qingluan laughed loudly, pointed a gun at the sky and said angrily: "There are no immortals in this world!" It's just some selfish people! "It's a bit tragic.

The thunder and lightning that had been brewing for a long time finally struck down again, and the brilliance shone brightly.

"The kid is right!"

Thunder and lightning fell, a sound sounded, an arrow came from the west, piercing the sky, the arrow was lifeless everywhere, and the immortal cultivators who joined in the excitement were killed and injured.

The thunder and lightning slashed on the arrow, and the arrow and lightning disappeared at the same time, Qingluan looked along the arrow and suggested that the person was holding a black longbow, mighty and powerful, but although it was close, he couldn't see his face clearly.

"The bow is perfect!"

The one in the dark clouds roared, and the dark clouds rushed away from Qingluan and chased after the man with the longbow.

The figure of the man holding the longbow flashed, and he had long since disappeared from the spot, but his voice could be heard in the distance: "How can thunder not rain!" ”

The voice fell, and a rain of blood fell, pouring on Qingluan's body, still showers.

The immortal cultivators who survived screamed and dispersed, and even if Qingluan was seriously injured, no one would do anything to him again.

"Boy, are you alright?"

The battle fell, and the old man's voice in Qingluan's head sounded again.

Qingluan smiled bitterly and said with some complaints: "I thought you were dead." ”

"If you don't die, how can I die."

"But didn't you just see death and couldn't save it?!"

"I can't just reveal my identity right now."

Qingluan no longer paid attention to the voice in the sea of knowledge, and limped towards the outside of White Tiger City, now he couldn't stay in White Tiger City anymore, he was afraid that he would come back.

……

"I'm doing this for your good!"

“……”

"Besides, if I come out to block the enemy for you at any time, how can you improve your cultivation."

“……”

"Why are you so stingy?!"

“……”

……

"How about I teach you a set of martial arts as compensation?" The old man said flatteringly.

"Deal!" Qingluan smiled, his dark face revealing a mouthful of white teeth, very white and white.

"Forgetting righteousness for the sake of profit!"

Qingluan doesn't care so much.

However, he also had many questions in his heart, he had seen most of the combat power of the White Tiger Academy, this time the White Tiger Academy was like this, but no one came forward to stop it, especially that Zhuang Yu period, he would definitely not let anyone cause so much harm to himself, what was it that made those people hide? !

Qingluan suddenly had an ominous feeling in his heart.