Chapter 242 Young Killing God (II) "It's ridiculous, a Tongtian Realm monk was injured by a small person in the Xuanyi realm......" The white-haired young man holding the long sword looked disdainful, and slowly walked towards Liu Pinggong, he was wearing a loose black robe fluttering in the wind, exuding a trace of domineering and coldness, and everyone involuntarily left his range of a hundred meters, among which there was also a master who had just broken through the Dragon Realm.

Even the monks of the Dragon Transformation Realm were a little in awe of this person, who was he?

The group of people who were sitting around and discussing the affairs of the Qingyang Alliance were chilling all over, because they were the closest to this young killing god, and they were afraid that what they had just said would be heard by this person.

The saber young man naturally heard a few people talking about the Qingyang League behind his back, he just looked at it coldly and dropped a sentence, "The matter of the Qingyang League has nothing to do with me." After that, he walked towards Liu Pinggong's position again.

"Whew...... Fortunately, this young killing god doesn't care about the affairs of the Qingyang League, otherwise we would all have to be cut off by Ka Cha. One of them let out a long sigh and made a motion to wipe his neck.

"It's not that this person doesn't kill us, it's that he doesn't bother to kill us at all, didn't you hear what he just said, it seems that he is full of disdain for a strong man like Liu Pinggong. The other person spoke, also with beads of sweat on his forehead, their kind of character was indeed not worthy of the young killing god.

This person is one of the most terrifying people among the young leaders in Central Continent, not that he is the strongest, but famous, the demon sword shark tooth in his hand is known as ten thousand beheadings, stained with countless blood, killed many people, and his awakened Dao soul is the purgatory Dao soul, "killing" is the Dao he wants to cultivate.

The white-haired young man has a name, Liu Yan, but this name has long been forgotten by the world, and there are more people who call him a young god-killer.

No one knew how many Continent Cultivators had died in his Demon Sword Shark Tooth, but it was certain that this number was definitely not low.

This name is a name full of shocking power, when the mainland monk heard that this person was coming, even the dragon monk would twitch his face for a while, that guy is a madman, and he has the strength to challenge the next level!

Behind Liu Pinggong stood several disciples of the Qingyang League, probably twenty-five or sixteen years old, all of them were the leaders of the younger generation of the Qingyang League, two men and one woman, about twenty-five years old, they all arrived at the psychic realm, although the three of them stooped to stand behind Liu Pinggong, but their faces were full of pride, they believed that their cultivation to Liu Pinggong's age, their achievements would inevitably be above him.

However, when the proud three young leaders saw a white-haired young man with a sword walking in the distance, the complacency on their faces instantly disappeared, and even their expressions were a little unnatural, and the female monk with a good face couldn't help frowning, the killing intent brought by the white-haired young man made her very uncomfortable, as if her heart was trembling.

A young disciple had an unnatural expression on his face, and asked Liu Pinggong, "Elder Liu, why is he here?"

"Let him lead the team, this operation will be more safe. Liu Pinggong Qingyi hunting, opened his mouth to reply, his voice was very dry, not as shocking as usual, obviously the injury he suffered in the battle three days ago has not yet recovered, and he has been cultivating for ten years, and his breath is much weaker.

The good-looking friar muttered secretly, "Let him come, we won't be safe." ”

Although the white-haired young man's pace was very slow, the beach was so big, he quickly walked in front of Liu Pinggong, and asked indifferently, "What did you call me for?"

Liu Pinggong's expression became fierce, looked at the indifferent young man, and shouted: "I am your grandfather, you call me that?"

"Hahahaha, my parents died because of you, but you are still embarrassed to let me call you grandpa?" The white-haired young man suddenly laughed, but his smile was indeed very cold, and the demon sword shark teeth in his hand trembled slightly, although it was not unsheathed, it revealed a strong killing light.

"What?" The three young monks behind Liu Pinggong were all shocked, Elder Liu Pinggong actually killed his son and daughter-in-law with his own hands?

"Mixed things, you ......" Liu Pinggong was furious, and pointed at Liu Yan with trembling hands, obviously not lightly angry.

"Huh. Liu Yan's expression was very indifferent, the demon knife in his hand had slashed countless people, he had experienced so many bloody battles, and in the strong aura, he was no longer afraid.

"This matter, when I return to the Qingyang League, I will settle accounts with you!" Liu Pinggong finally chose to forbear, glanced at Liu Yan in a black robe, and didn't say much, his grandson didn't like the Qingyang League since he was a child, and he hated the clothes of the Qingyang League even more, if it weren't for his talent and purgatory, the Qingyang League would have driven him out a long time ago.

Liu Pinggong waited for his emotions to calm down and said: "The Demon Clan Temple has a prohibition, only monks from the psychic realm or below the psychic realm are allowed to enter, and your cultivation is just unrestricted, so the characters handed over to you by the Qingyang Alliance are to enter the Demon Clan Temple to find strange treasures!"

This time, there were many strong people in the Qingyang Alliance, but they couldn't break the ban, so they had no choice but to rely on the leaders of the younger generation to grab the treasure, and the leader who commanded this matter was Liu Pinggong, in addition to the personal disciples of the alliance leader, he could mobilize the young monks in the alliance at will.

So he not only called three young people with good talent in the alliance, but also called his grandson Liu Yan over, once he came, basically there would be no mistakes, after all, among the psychic monks, the strength of this young god-killing god is obvious to all, and the personal disciples of several other major forces have to avoid three points.

"And ......" Liu Pinggong said, his tone became heavy, his eyes were shining with murder, and every word was like a certainty, which was irresistible, and he said: "Moreover, you also have to find out the young man who killed hundreds of monks in my Qingyang League, you want to see people alive and corpses when you die!"

"Is it the young man who killed Liu Game's waste?" Liu Yan's indifferent eyes rarely showed a look of interest.

Liu Pinggong was angry again, and shouted loudly: "You bastard, Liu Game is your cousin, how do you talk?"

"What does it have to do with me that he was killed by someone himself. Liu Yan disdainfully, Liu Pinggong had two sons, the younger son raised Liu Game, and Liu Yan is the son of Liu Pinggong's eldest son, and Liu Game is his cousin.

"However, since he can kill hundreds of monks in my Qingyang Alliance, he is also a person, I will go and meet him for a while. Liu Yan looked at the huge palace in front of him, he had a strong fighting spirit, he liked to kill the most in his life, and he was a person who came out of hell, which also made him practice a terrifying murderous aura.

"That person was hit by my divine thoughts, but he had the spiritual fire protection that devoured the primordial god on his body, and he luckily didn't die on the spot, but he definitely won't live long, you can just find his body. Liu Pinggong had absolute confidence in his tone, how could he not even kill the monks of the three realms of the Xuan Rank with an attack that he had swung away for ten years of cultivation condensation?

Liu Yan disagreed, and asked, "Did you see him die with your own eyes?"

"Are you questioning me?" Liu Pinggong looked slightly angry, his dignified generation of heavenly powerhouses was actually questioned, which made him a little embarrassed.

"Hmph, don't underestimate any opponent, among the thousands of monks I killed, there are many who were sent to hell by me because they despised me. Liu Yan's tone was very calm, but when he heard this, he had a hair-making feeling.

"Damn, I killed thousands of monks, and I actually said it so plainly, this guy is really a madman, and he has a killing nature......" The three Jingyuan disciples of the Qingyang League shuddered in their hearts, and some did not dare to look at Liu Yan's eyes, the title of young killing god really did not come for nothing.

Liu Pinggong didn't say much, he knew very well that although his cultivation was very strong, when it came to killing people, he really didn't have as many people as Liu Yan...... This is a killing god, and the other, like Wu Heng, is a monk who has been trained through countless life-and-death battles.

"Liu Yan, this time you lead the team, and the three of them follow you. Liu Pinggong glanced at the three young monks behind him, and his mouth was like a military order, which was irresistible.

"Hmph, why let him lead the team?" a young man walked out, a look of disbelief.

"Why?" Liu Yan smiled indifferently, his palpitating eyes flashing with coldness.

"It's not good...... Liu Pinggong had an ominous premonition in his heart.

However, the demon sword shark tooth in Liu Yan's hand was already out of the sheath, and his technique was extremely fast, and he stabbed into the young man's heart, and the cold blade dripped blood, staining the golden sand under his feet.

"The demon sword shark tooth is bound to see blood when it comes out of the sheath, so you will be killed, and it will be considered face. Liu Yan said, quickly retracted the shark tooth from the scabbard, even Liu Pinggong didn't have time to stop all this, killing the god, it was really a young killing god, thousands of actual combat experience, tempered his decisive temperament!

"Poof. ”

The sword was retracted, and a pillar of blood shot out, so the young man's expression was extremely frightened, his cultivation of the Spiritual Heavens, he was powerless in front of this person...... Fortunately, this sword pierced his head not in the head, if the Yuan Shen was destroyed, he would be completely finished, and he would reach the spiritual realm of cultivation, although the heart is an important part, it will not die.

When Liu Pinggong felt the killing aura emanating from Liu Yan's body, he couldn't help but his eyelids jumped, killing was his way, which was incomparable to others.

"The other two follow me, this piece of shit can get out. As he spoke, Liu Yan turned into a black light and rushed into the Demon Temple.

"This ......" The other two monks looked at each other, this guy was too cold-blooded, even his own people could shoot without hesitation, of course, they didn't have time to hesitate, and they also rushed into the gate of the Demon Temple.

Crescent Island, the psychic monks of the major forces have rushed into the palace in front of them, there are old monks, there are also middle-aged people who have good talent and entered the psychic realm at the age of thirty, and naturally there are young leaders in their twenties, this is a big banquet of psychic monks, everyone's mood is very worried, what kind of treasure is there in the demon temple?

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(The book friend asked me for the dragon set of characters, and the description seems to be a little plump, hehe...... ）