"Otherwise, let's go......" A monk whispered by the fire, his face reflected in the orange fire. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"The people here don't know, but we do, this abandonment is not 100,000 spirit stones, but 200,000!" The other monk opened and closed suddenly, his eyes full of essence.

They were monks from neighboring countries, the country of fish teeth. What others don't know is that the Fish Tooth Country has also issued a wanted warrant, and the reward is also 100,000 spirit stones.

"Big deal, don't you want it, don't you see so many people dead!" One gritted his teeth and spoke.

"Oh? It turned out to be 200,000 spirit stones......" Jian Shanqiao's voice suddenly came into this cave and into everyone's ears.

At this moment, the cave fell into silence that it had never felt before, but soon the silence was replaced by screams of fear.

Almost at the same time, the eight of them shot together and bombarded the hole.

But such an attack was useless, and a group of gray light rushed up, and in just a few breaths, the eight people in the cave turned into a pile of dry bones.

The spiritual power in the body is becoming more and more full at this time, Jian Shanqiao took a deep breath, built the foundation of the seventh layer, and became!

Gradually, more and more people were silent in this dense forest, leaving a place of dry bones, and the people who were left behind gathered together, and the aura of fear immediately permeated everyone.

Jian Shanqiao stood on a hill, here, the divine consciousness spread out, and he could see that on the other side of the dense forest, there were about a dozen monks, among them, there were four people with the highest cultivation, and these four people were the last group of Jindan monks left in this dense forest.

But Jian Shanqiao's madness, how can the three of them get together to stop it, at this time, Jian Shanqiao's heart is calm, she looks at the first white in the sky, ten thousand times, has let everyone in this dense forest taste Jian Shanqiao's madness.

"That's a madman! No wonder Biyun Sect can't tolerate her, she actually feeds on human flesh and blood. One of the dozen or so people said with some fear, and the dry bones he had seen that night kept coming to his mind.

The rest of the people did not speak, but apparently acquiesced to his statement.

Now this situation has made them frightened, and even those Jindan monks no longer think that they have the ability to get a pen.

Jian Shanqiao's killing tonight has already frightened them.

The only remaining dozen monks glanced at each other and galloped towards the outside of the dense forest. At the same time, Jian Shanqiao barely hesitated, his body moved, and he hurriedly stepped forward to follow them, and his hand raised his knife and fell, and another corpse fell to the ground.

All of Jian Shanqiao's emotions erupted in the word "kill", and the cage turned into by the Ascending Evil Ding Formation suddenly enveloped everyone here, and those spirits were like harvesting, rolling over one monk after another.

Blood fell from the sky, and there was some minced meat in it, and the golden pill of the four Jindan monks was enough for her to build the eighth layer of the foundation.

When the abutment of the eighth layer was completely solidified, there was no one standing here except for Jian Shanqiao, and behind her, if not counting the spirit bodies that had been saved before the ascension of the Evil Ding, now there were thousands of people harvested by Jian Shanqiao alone.

"Yanwen, they're all dead." This uninhabited forest seems lonely and empty.

"They're damned!" There was no silence in the words, and a voice came from Jian Shanqiao's wrist.

"Well, it's me who is too careful." Jian Shanqiao whispered, it may be the red soil all over the ground, which made her mood slightly depressed.

She glanced at Aoyama on her other wrist, Aoyama had been asleep most of the time, but when she was fighting in this dense forest, she felt that a place not far from here gave her a familiar fluctuation.

Jian Shanqiao's eyes looked at the place where there was a fluctuation, and his body moved, flying towards that side.

Not long after Jian Shanqiao left, many people came sparsely in this dense forest, and what caught their eyes was the dry bones of the ground, and the crimson soaked in the land.

After this battle, the blue cloud chased and killed the first passive calming of the turmoil.

Jian Shanqiao looked at everything in front of her at this time, her expression was a little dull, in front of her, it was a dark moon forest again, but the creatures in it were a little different, she came to the depths of the dark forest again according to her familiarity with the dark moon forest, here, it was still exactly the same as the palace when she got Chixiao.

The only difference is that there is also a groove of the sword body, and it is conceivable that before Jian Shanqiao came here, there was also a weapon similar to Chixiao.

Aoyama in hand, she rushed up in the dense fog forest outside, and on the trees were two other different creatures, but the top was also empty, as if there was once a behemoth here.

"Senior, how many such forests are there?" Jian Shan skillfully transmitted the sound of the Aoyama Road on the opponent.

"Tens of thousands......" Aoyama Road.

Jian Shanqiao's eyes flashed, tens of thousands, judging from a fragment when he got Chixiao, Chixiao was split into tens of thousands of handles at that time, scattered in the darkness everywhere.

But are there tens of thousands of creatures that exist at the top of the dense fog forest? Jian Shanqiao's mind is uncertain.

She took out the map jade slip from the storage bag, this place is still far away from Zhongzhou, and in addition to the local monks in Zhongzhou, other monks must meet the Jindan cultivation if they want to enter there.

Now Jian Shan has only built the seventh layer of the foundation, of course, if she kills people endlessly, Jin Dan will also be easy for her.

But Jian Shanqiao thought that her killing that day was full of blood, all because the other party wanted to take her life, and so far she has practiced, she really hasn't killed a person who has not had murderous intent towards herself.

Moreover, killing people by ascending to the evil ding to take their cultivation is already inferior. Walking on the official road, Jian Shanqiao's aura gradually hidden, and he already looked the same as ordinary people.

She didn't lack spirit stones now, what she lacked was purple crystals that could build abutments. The extra spirit stones from other people's storage bags that night were also a lot of wealth.

Walking on the official road, in just a few hours, Jian Shanqiao saw many mortal warriors, riding high-headed horses, whistling past, most of these people slowed down beside Jian Shanqiao, but then still left.

Good-looking women will always attract more attention from outsiders, at this moment, not far from the front of Jian Shanqiao, a person riding in a carriage towards her, the top is a purple car cover, the front of the car is painted with bird and beast patterns, and the car is surrounded by more than a dozen women in revealing clothes.

There were three large horses in front of the cart, and if it weren't for the fact that they were suspended on the ground under their feet, ordinary people would definitely think that they were ordinary horses.

Jian Shanqiao raised his eyes, this person seemed to be the same as an ordinary rich disciple, and he seemed to have a glamorous life, but the man in the car had eight layers of cultivation.