The five people in front of Jian Shanqiao had already received the news of the dead three people at this time, the three of them were all on the fifth floor of the foundation, and none of them could destroy those three people in such a short period of time. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Senior brother...... Or let's go back, we don't want the 100,000 spirit stones. "A monk with a sixth-floor foundation walked in mid-air, his body trembling slightly.

"Humph! That's 100,000 spirit stones, and there are five of us, what are you afraid of! ”

"yes, the ones that died may have been attacked by a sneak attack. We just need to be careful, and when we meet her, the 100,000 spirit stones will be ours. A monk snorted.

As soon as he said this, the monks, who had been a little resigned, forcibly mustered up their spirits and searched everywhere, but their figures were obviously much closer to the center.

The leading monk snorted coldly when he saw this, but he didn't say anything.

As the night grew darker, the sound of people brushing the wind leaves in this forest from time to time. It doesn't sound so silent.

In the light of the evening sky, Jian Shanqiao felt so beautiful for the first time, everything seemed to be in the light and not in the dark.

Jian Shanqiao's figure melted into the darkness in the woods, a burst of pink light flashed on his wrist, and Jian Shanqiao disappeared in place in an instant.

"Hey! Do you see? There's just a flash of pink light over there! The monk was surprised.

"I didn't notice, did you read it wrong?"

"My monk, do you think there will be a situation of dazzling eyes?" The monk glanced at it, pinched the trick in his hand, and held the flying sword above his head.

For cultivators, the possibility of dazzling is pitifully very rare. In this way, he is not blind, there was indeed a person there before.

"Fellow Daoist in the shadows! Please show up now, or you'll be seen as an enemy. The leading captain said solemnly at the empty clearing.

The night wind carried a few fallen leaves, bringing a burst of murderous aura, "Are you here, call me?" ”

Jian Shanqiao appeared from behind one of the people, the Chixiao in his hand inserted into his chest, and smiled at the other four.

"Senior brother!" All I heard was a screaming roar of exhaustion.

"Enchantress! I want you to fight with your life! I saw a white light pointing out on the finger in the man's hand, and then the flying sword in the storage bag followed the order and attacked Jian Shanqiao.

The speed of the flying sword was very fast, and it was about to pierce Jian Shanqiao's chest when he saw it.

But at this moment, a vague figure quickly condensed in front of her, and in the face of the four people, the translucent body could still see Jian Shanqiao standing behind her with a smile all the time.

The flying sword stopped its attack in an instant, and a mouthful of blood erupted from the mouth of the monk who wielded the flying sword. Forcibly stopping his attack in this way, he suffered a backlash.

"Division...... Senior Brother ......" His face was full of disbelief, and his lips were slightly open.

"Enchantress...... Enchantress! The voices of the remaining four were a little choppy, and you could feel the fear in their hearts.

They had never heard of such a thing, they saw their junior brother killed and then fall to the ground, but what was condensed at this time was their junior brother, there was no doubt about it.

"That's not a junior brother...... What is it. One took a few steps back and asked his own question with a trembling voice.

Since their cultivation, they have only known that after a person dies, he will turn into nothingness and return to Lingtian, and Lingtian is the name of this world.

A hint of fear flashed in their eyes, and the fake "junior brother" was now confused, unfocused, and his eyes were scattered.

There is only its appearance, not its spirit.

"Enchantress!"

This is the only thought in the hearts of the four of them at this time, they glanced at each other, and the information revealed in their eyes instantly made each other understand, only to see their chins slightly clicked, and then without hesitation, fled in four different directions.

At the moment when they had just made their decision, Jian Shanqiao spat lightly, "Ascend to evil." Then a gray area, with Jian Shanqiao as the center, quickly spread out.

The tumbling gray sound sometimes condenses a different look.

Before the four men who had fled could fully react, the spirits were already swarming around them, tearing at their flesh and blood.

Just listen to "Bang." At the same time, four flares were released in a square area, and the four different colors were each according to one side.

"Someone is killed again!"

“！ But how are there four signals, are there four people? As they rushed there, their minds filled with thoughts.

If it is four people, then the purchase and sale of 100,000 spirit stones is not very cost-effective.

These people are on the outside, and of course they don't know that the five people in the bureau are already miserable.

"Enchantress, let us go! I am the preacher Wang Hao! You thought you had offended the Biyun Sect! Do you want to make the world an enemy? The flesh and blood on his body had been torn off at this time, and he kept resisting, but those spells were useless on these spirits.

The corners of Jian Shanqiao's mouth curled up in a strange arc, and he said softly in a voice that only these few people could hear. "Am I not now?"

"Now, I have become a demon girl in the mouth of the world without the slightest suspense." She chuckled, "There are many monks in the world like this, now that I am ruthless, I will spit on you viciously, if I am kind, I will not become the lotus fairy you love." ”

"What does it mean to practice like this without killing people?" Jian Shanqiao muttered in his mouth, as if he was talking to himself.

But when such words fell into the ears of the four people here, a chill rose in their hearts. From Jian Shanqiao's words, this seems to be a very interesting thing.

With a wave of Jian Shanqiao's hand, those spirits rushed up, tearing frantically and gnawing at their flesh and bones.

"I surrender! I give up! I'll help you kill them! Don't kill me! In Wang Hao's shocked gaze, his junior brother endured the severe pain of being gnawed and devoured by the bones, and commanded a flying sword to pierce into the chest of another fellow disciple.

And immediately poured the flying sword at him, Wang Hao struggled to resist, but those spirits became more and more ferocious, on the contrary, on the side of the monk who said the words of surrender, the spirits did not continue to attack him.

"I'm sorry...... I'm sorry...... Brother, I want to live. He bit his lip, his voice whimpered, his face was blurred by this time, and blood and tears were dripping together.

Wang Hao closed his eyes in resignation and let the flying sword pierce into his chest.

"Leave me alone...... Master, I am willing to be a slave, I just ask you to spare my life......" He suddenly knelt in front of Jian Shanqiao with his **** leg bones and begged.

From his forehead, a drop of golden-red blood leached, which was his own lifeblood.

Jian Shanqiao stretched out her hand, and she felt that the drop of blood in her hand could control the life and death of the person kneeling in front of her.

Tonight is rare, there is no trace of stars and moons, and in the night, the drop of golden-red life blood is flashing with a shining red light, reflecting on Jian Shanqiao's face, which looks a trace of demonization.

The corners of Jian Shanqiao's mouth hooked up a chilling smile, "Now the master has decided...... Give you a death. As soon as the words fell, in the horror of the man, there was no time to stop it, her palm suddenly tightened, and the drop of life blood bloomed into a cloud of blood mist in her hand.

The night fan moved, and the blood mist dissipated with the wind, and by the way, the stiff kneeling figure on the ground was blown to the ground......