"Wait!"

Just as everyone was about to leave, Wu Qian stopped everyone by speaking out. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Senior Brother Wu Qian, what are you doing?"

Everyone asked suspiciously.

In the barren mountains and wilderness, there is only one spirit card of Ling Shu, and they don't understand why Wu Qian left!

Wu Qian turned his head and smiled slightly: "We brought this brand back, no matter how we say it, we didn't go home empty-handed!" ”

"Besides, this spirit card must have been engraved by Ling Yun, a rebellious disciple!" Wu Qian continued to explain.

When everyone heard this, they all nodded, and brought Ling Shu's spirit card back, how could it be better than returning empty-handed!

"Click..."

Heavy footsteps sounded, and Wu Qian gradually came to the spirit card.

When he came to the spirit card, he found that in front of the hill bag, a pile of dense withered grass blocked Wu Qiang's footsteps, as if a person was blocking in front of him.

Wu Qian's brows furrowed slightly, his footsteps touched the ground, and the whole person landed on the hill like a big bird.

With his back to everyone, he was just about to stretch out his hand to put the spirit card, and suddenly there was an exclamation behind him.

"Senior Brother Wu Qiao, behind your back..."

Wu Qian looked back at everyone in confusion, and what he saw was just a figure covered with withered grass, and a pair of blood-red eyes stared at him like a beast.

"Who are you!"

Wu Qian asked out loud.

Ling Yun stared at Wu Qiang with a pair of eyes, exuding infinite killing intent.

This person actually wanted to take away the master's spirit card, which touched Ling Yun's reverse scales.

Before Ling Shu, he was more important than his life, and after death, even the spirit card was extremely important to himself, this person actually wanted to move his important things, and he couldn't find death?

"Hmm..."

As soon as Wu Qiang spoke, Ling Yun's big hands clamped Wu Qiang's neck like a crab's pincers.

"Whoever moves my master's spirit card, die!"

Ling Yun spat out a sentence coldly, and his hand suddenly slammed into force.

"Click..."

The sound of bones breaking came from Wu Qianbo's neck.

"You... You are Lingyun! ”

Wu Qiao's eyes bulged out, and the last sentence came out of his mouth.

"Boom!"

Ling Yun threw Wu Qiang out of dozens of meters away with a flick of his palm, so as not to let Wu Qiang's corpse dirty the master's place.

"You all deserve to die!"

Ling Yun turned his head to look at the disciples of the Canghai Sect, and his tone was as cold as ten thousand years of ice.

"Senior Brother Wu is dead!"

The crowd opened their mouths in disbelief.

The cultivation in the middle of the Wu Poor Gathering Spirit Period was a very powerful existence in their eyes, but they didn't expect it to be solved by Ling Yun's move.

"Let's go."

A disciple shouted in horror, and the whole person suddenly came to the back of the flying spirit beast.

Sou!

Just as this disciple was about to leave, a bloody shadow appeared in front of him.

As soon as his chest was hot, the disciple looked down and smashed his heart with one arm piercing his chest.

Burst...

The disciple exhaled unwillingly and slowly fell.

"Chirp!"

The other two flying spirit beasts screamed loudly, and suddenly their bodies flapped their wings and soared into the air.

"Want to go?"

The corners of Ling Yun's mouth hooked up a sneer, the wings behind him spread, and the whole person soared into the air like a big eagle.

"Die!"

Urging the aura in his body, Ling Yun held the big sword in his hand and slashed towards the flying spirit beast!

Call!

A blood-colored sword departed from the great sword, and instantly slashed at the spirit beast like lightning.

"Poof!"

The spirit beast and the three disciples on its back were split in half, and the corpse fell to the ground along with the spirit beast corpse.

"Let's go!"

When the rest of the disciples saw Ling Yun so ferocious, they all showed frightened eyes, and desperately harnessed the flying spirit beast to escape.

Sou!

The wings behind Ling Yun flapped slightly, and with a whistling wind, the whole person disappeared in place!

"A Whip Leg"

"Exploding Iron Palm"

"Five Flame Palms"

......

"Exterminate the wilderness!"

Rumble!

A silent aura spread, and Ling Yun's great sword slashed at the head of the last spirit beast, and suddenly the hard head of the spirit beast was split like tofu, and the milky white brain was sprayed.

Rumble!

The power of the big sword was undiminished, and the remaining strength slashed on the earth, and suddenly split the earth into a deep and bottom-deep chasm.

The smoke and dust dissipated, and only the blood of spirit beasts and the mixture of Canghai Sect disciples floated in the sky.

"Canghai Sect, you will pay the price for your actions!"

Ling Yun looked up in the direction of the Canghai Sect and spit out a sentence indifferently in his mouth.

Ling Shu's death deeply pierced his heart and made his heart extremely cold.

......

Three months have passed in the blink of an eye!

Canghai Sect Chamber!

"Great Elder, our inner disciples have suffered serious losses recently!"

The three elders of the Canghai Sect were very strong, wearing black and blue robes, and said sadly to the Great Elder.

Every disciple of the Canghai Sect was regarded as an important person by him, but since three months ago, as long as the inner disciple did not leave the sect, once he walked out of the Canghai Sect, he would see the disciple's corpse in front of the Canghai Sect within ten days.

The anger in his heart was monstrous, but he couldn't know who killed him!

This incident made the people of the Canghai Sect panic, and some disciples did not dare to leave the sect, so they held back their cultivation in the sect.

"From today onwards, all disciples are not allowed to leave the sect without permission."

The Great Elder pondered for a moment, his brows shrunk together like loaches, and he suddenly waved his sleeves and said in a deep voice.

There was already a guess in his heart, that is, the disciples of the sect were all killed by Ling Yun!

In the room of another inner disciple of the Canghai Sect, Mu Qingxuan looked at the sky with a worried face, and muttered in a low voice

"How are you now!"

If you pay attention to observation, you can see that Mu Qingxuan's abdomen is slightly bulging, as if there is something inside.

Stroking his abdomen, Mu Qingxuan's beautiful face showed a maternal smile!

......

Just when the people of the Canghai Sect were panicking, Ling Yun was dressed in a black robe and came to the center of the empire, the "Imperial Capital", his blood-red hair and blood-colored eyes were covered by the black robe, so that everyone could not observe his specialness.

According to them, all of the four great envoys of the protector had blood poison, but their blood pill was able to absorb the poisonous gas and turn it into spiritual energy to help them advance to the realm.

In this way, Ling Yun planned to use the name of detoxification to absorb the blood poison in the bodies of the four great protector envoys and enhance his strength.

In this way, it is possible for him to advance to the Cathode Realm.

Walking into the imperial capital, there were shops on both sides, and the flow of people was surging like a tide, making it a little difficult for Ling Yun to take a step.

Walking on the street, cultivators who are rare in other places can be seen everywhere on the street, and Ling Yun walked on the street and even met a powerhouse in the high stage of the Spirit Gathering Stage, who was in the same realm as himself.

If it weren't for the fact that his strength was a little stronger, he wouldn't have felt that person was actually a powerhouse in the middle of the Spirit Gathering Period.

The bustling streets and dense crowds made Ling Yun feel that the imperial capital was indeed a prosperous place of the empire, and it was also a gathering place for the powerful people of the empire.

"The Empire is indeed Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon!"

Ling Yun sighed in a low voice.

Ling Yun wondered.

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