"It's not us!"

The man in Chinese clothes hurriedly explained.

The two black-robed disciples of the Ghost King Sect also ignored him, and one stared at the Sword Pavilion disciple,

The rest of the people examined the wounded carefully, and the wound was on the leg, and the injury was not fatal after the bleeding stopped.

Seeing that the injured disciple was fine, the man in the fancy suit was also relieved,

I'm most afraid of dying in this wilderness, that's a never-ending plot,

There is no dead to talk about!

But there is always something strange in the world...

Seeing the stalemate on both sides, the Feng Hall Master was suddenly unhappy,

After you finish talking, you still have to continue to hunt down and kill the old lady...

Wuyang stood at a wide-angle angle, and everyone on the scene was unobstructed to him.

So when the master of the phoenix hall summoned the magic weapon,

He quickly pulled up the fat man and retreated dozens of meters,

You can't necessarily hurt me by mistake, right?

The magic weapon summoned by the master of the phoenix hall is a pair of phoenix feathers, which is worthy of being a female demon who has mixed up to the level of the hall master.

Judge the situation in an instant, and make the first move,

Sneak attack, it's about one:

Fast! Permit! Vicious!

The attack encompassed both sides, and the Feng Hall Master grabbed Yu Ling and shook slightly,

Dozens of black feathers silently attacked everyone...

When the people of the Sword Pavilion judged the clues from the faces of the disciples of the Ghost King Sect,

In the end, the sword pavilion girl Zhuji has been tricked,

The black feathers didn't look bad, and there was no sound when they struck.

But the one who is pierced by the feather is like drunk in an instant,

Leaning over, he collapsed to the ground.

After the man in the Chinese costume used the sword grid to remove the feathers, he still wanted to help her,

Another Zhuji disciple next to him was experienced, so he hurriedly stopped him and took a closer look.

The female Zhuji started from the middle place, and the skin on her body was already blackened.

Such a domineering poison is that it is too late to even shout!

What's even more infuriating is that

The woman who was originally being chased and killed shouted while sneaking up: "What are you hesitating about? Don't do it yet! ”

This tall man of the Sword Pavilion is only a trap, and under the mixture of anger,

Evil was born to the side of the guts, and he summoned the flying sword and stabbed the head of the disciple of the Ghost King Sect fiercely.

The disciples of the Ghost King Sect who were staring at him didn't expect it,

The Sword Pavilion really had the courage to make a move on their territory, summoning a magic wand to block the flying sword,

Between the roars, a black mist also sprayed towards the people of the Sword Pavilion.

In the distance, the afternoon sun only heard a burst of weapons in the black fog,

And then there was a popping sound of knives going into the flesh...

When the black fog cleared, only one of the three people in the Ghost King Sect was still standing.

However, there was still a sword wound in his abdomen, and blood was still gushing and gushing.

The disciples of the Sword Sect were also not happy, leaving two corpses, and the other two were also missing.

As for the disciple of the Ghost King Sect who was injured and fell to the ground, he was already full of feathers, and he couldn't die anymore when he saw that he was dead...

I don't know when, the Feng Hall Master who was not far away from her before was already close, and she smiled and said poorly:

"Senior brother, you can't run away, stop obediently, senior sister, I'll find a good way to die for you. ”

It's just that this junior brother was not annoyed after being ridiculed, and raised his hand into the air to shoot a black mist spell,

The spell quickly formed a giant white skeleton in the sky,

The senior sister didn't stop him, and when he finished sending the signal, he approached him, and in the blink of an eye, he wanted to take his life.

The junior brother seemed to know that there was such a change, and took out a black token from the storage ring with his other hand.

The token had the exclusive mark of the Ghost King Sect, a white skull.

According to the Feng Hall Master's slight urging of mana, the Feng Hall Lord changed the offensive and defensive positions in an instant,

I only feel that my whole body is full of true qi retrograde, and I can't take a single step.

As far as the eye can see, fine blood beads are also beginning to ooze from the skin...

The junior brother felt a little dizzy, and looked down to see that the blood in his abdomen was still not stopping.

There was no longer a heart to tease, and suddenly accelerated the urging token,

I saw that the meridians of the Fengtang master burst open inch by inch, and the skin and flesh were blooming.

After a few breaths, he fell to the ground without saying a word.

"The treasure given by the hall master is easy to use, let you cultivate to a higher level,

As long as you have practiced the Ghost King Sect exercises and eaten ghost food,

As soon as Lao Tzu urged the token, the true qi in his body could not be controlled, and he could go as far as he wanted. ”

After the event, the surviving disciple was preparing to administer medicine to the wound,

Between the spirits, he suddenly felt the threat coming from the back of his head, and the cold hairs all over his body stood on end, and he leaned down with all his strength.

A fireball flew past the back of his head, and he could even smell a trace of scorching,

I was about to look back, my neck was cold, and I suddenly felt that the world was upside down, and the perspective went dark.

It turned out that Wuyang saw that the black-feathered woman was dying miserably, and it was expected that the most relaxed moment for the disciples of the Ghost King Sect was at this time.

and the fat man prepared to finish one after the other,

This only remaining disciple of the Ghost King Sect is also alert, and he tried his best to avoid the strongest output of Wuyang,

Unexpectedly, the fat man himself was still in a state of invisibility, at close range,

With the advantage of the Dawn Ancestor's flying sword, he chopped off his head with a single sword...

Seeing this, the fat man was also stunned for a moment,

The original intention was to cut him by the neck with a sword, but I didn't expect the flying sword to be so sharp, and when it cut into the flesh, it was like chopping tofu.

I waited until my head rolled three punches at my feet before I reacted.

"The wind is pulling, it's tight!"

swallowed the nausea that came out of the bottom of his stomach, and hurriedly beckoned the fat man to start cleaning up the battlefield.

Pick and choose, only take everyone's storage ring, the Ghost King Sect token is very evil, and the two of them will never dare to touch it.

After searching everyone on the ground, Wuyang really understood the value of the storage ring,

Among the corpses, only the Feng Hall Master and the disciples of the Ghost King Sect who took out the token last had a storage ring.

The storage ring of the Ghost King Sect is extremely small, but it is only between square inches,

The rest of the people are soft and soft, all of them are hidden close to their bodies.

In order to prevent being speculated about the battle situation of the exercises, I thought about it a little,

After putting the corpses in one place, a fireball erupted...

Half an hour later, when the support of the Ghost King Sect arrived, only a piece of scorched earth remained.

Where are they still to be found...

ran out forty or fifty miles with the fat man in one breath,

When I found a hidden cave, I couldn't bear to smile at each other's faces with excitement and sweat,

This is the opportunity to take a closer look at what has been found.

In the current world, Zhang Laodao is lying quietly at the door of the passage,

After the junior brother left, he was maintaining the passage,

Fortunately, half an hour ago, there was no longer a need to maintain the large diameter of the channel,

Although the passage is still maintained for people to pass through,

My mind was full of the last words I had with my junior brother a few days ago

"Senior brother, if there is no major accident, you will never be able to study in the immortal realm again. ”

"Why is that?"

"Your alchemy oversleep will pass that day, and I don't know that the people who destroyed our sect are terrible,

It's just a round, the second senior brother who is in charge of the teaching, and the fourth senior brother who is in charge of the precepts will pinch and explode him into a blood mist.

Fortunately, after he raised his prestige, he only put forward two conditions,

First, the Heavenly and Human Sect was dissolved,

Second, senior brother, you are not allowed to help people refine pills."

"The first requirement is easy to understand,

This second.. Why didn't he blow up the old way?"

The veteran is worthy of engaging in scientific research, and quickly raised questions.

"I've been thinking about this for many years but I haven't come to a conclusion.

Just take your love before and spare your life."

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A few days later, the Ghost King Sect added a foundation disciple named Ngawang,

After being inspected by the elders, it was confirmed that it was a real foundation for ghost qi cultivation, and it was a little eye-catching.

Behind him was a round-faced servant named Meow.

A mountain wind blew through the woods, blowing the black hood off his head,

Who else could it be if it wasn't for Wuyang.