PS: The names of the disciples of the Holy Land are all the names chosen by the Longtaolou, and the readers who want the Longtaolou can go to the Longtaolou to leave your name.

"Hehe, that guy with a nose like a dog, leave it to me to deal with. ”

On the Void Battlefield, Wang Gong held a huge mountain-opening axe, pointed at the thunder wolf, and said with full of fighting spirit.

He was bitten by a vicious dog and beast when he was a child, so he especially hated things that were associated with dogs and wolves.

The fierce appearance of his face is completely inconsistent with his immature young face.

In fact, this was the first time they had fought to the death. After all, he is still too young to have the slightest actual combat experience.

However, I didn't seem very afraid in my heart because it was the first time.

The disciples of the Holy Companion are not afraid of battle.

Su Lingtian's original belligerent genes had already been engraved in the bones of the entire Holy Gate.

"Haha, don't fight with me, the strongest person will be handed over to me to deal with. ”

Zhao Bowen smiled, and the gilded sledgehammer in his hand swung suddenly, and with a heavy momentum like a mountain, it had already smashed towards the black-clothed leader.

It doesn't matter if anyone else agrees with him.

Seeing this, the rest of the Holy Gate disciples changed their faces one after another, and they didn't dare to hesitate for a moment, quickly chose their opponents, and turned into a ball of streamers to kill.

"I'll plug in, you're all done, what should the two of us do?"

Two of the Holy Gate disciples were dumbfounded, and all eight black-clothed men were selected.

They hated in their hearts, why couldn't the man in black come a little more?

If the man in black knew what they thought, would they be angry?

As a disciple of the Holy Gate of the Universe Holy Land, he was full of arrogance, so he naturally disdained to go forward to fight more and less.

The two who were slow could only helplessly stay in place and watch the battle, with a look of grievance.

Although they looked down on the cultivators of the Shenzhou Continent, the disciples of the Holy Land all wanted to go up and teach these black-clothed people a hard lesson.

This is in the current situation of the Holy Lord, and they naturally want to behave well.

Maybe, it's all about their future.

A word from the Holy Lord can determine the fate of their lives.

Su Lingtian had no intention of making a move, he sat on the branch of a towering ancient tree, clasped his hands, and watched the battle with a smile.

Let this group of little guys perform well.

Let the natives of the Shenzhou Continent see the horror of the disciples of the Holy Companion.

In cultivating disciples, the Holy Companion attaches more importance to a solid foundation.

He will not blindly ask for it, and the disciples will frantically break through the realm of cultivation.

The realm of blindly pursuing breakthroughs is almost all very ordinary at the same level, and the combat power is not strong. At the same time, if you want to break through to a higher realm in the future, you will encounter great difficulties.

What the Holy Gate needs is to cultivate the top powerhouses of the universe, not a group of gods with ordinary combat power.

Only with an incomparably solid foundation will it be much easier to reach a higher realm of momentum in the future, and the combat effectiveness of the same level will be even stronger.

Moreover, the Holy Gate recruits disciples, and cultivation talent is only one of the criteria.

Comprehension, the talent for comprehending the laws of the Great Dao, is also a very important criterion.

These ten disciples of the Outer Sect of the Holy Gate, although their cultivation is not high, they all have cultivated an Emperor Rank Battle Skill to the Dacheng realm.

At the same time, there is a trace of the power of the Great Dao Law.

The law of the Great Dao is the power that you begin to comprehend after entering the divine realm. But the disciples of the Holy Gate, from the moment they entered, demanded to comprehend the power of the law.

Moreover, the promotion of the disciple's level and the level of comprehension of the law account for the heaviest points. It is also the most important factor in the assessment.

"This group of stinky boys, it's so angry, it's a lesson for you to pay blood today. ”

The people in black were also furious, how could they have been chosen like this, and they were very ashamed.

"Kill!"

The death scythe in his hand erupted into even more fiery energy fluctuations.

"Hehe, it's just right, eat me with an axe!"

Wang Gong laughed loudly, and the large axe weighing thousands of pounds in his hand slashed fiercely at the leader of the man in black.

"Poof!"

The shadow of the axe flying in the sky, with unrivaled power, swept past the head of the thunderwolf.

In an instant, his skull was split, his skull exploded, and his brain flew away.

Before everyone had time to react, the eightfold thunder wolf of the Zunwu Realm died tragically.

"It's really boring, I can't even catch Lao Tzu's axe. ”

Wang Gong cursed with a dissatisfied face, and reluctantly withdrew the big axe.

He originally thought that with an axe of his seven or eight layers of strength, the other party would be able to take at least one move, and he would think that Nima, who was weak, didn't even have the strength to resist.

This can't be blamed on Wang Gong for overestimating the thunder wolf.

It is really the indigenous of the Shenzhou Continent, and it can't be compared to the Holy Realm like a cosmic holy land at all.

Wang Gong's subconscious was still with the consciousness of fighting against the cultivators of the Holy Realm.

Even, he has put the thunder wolf at a lower level of estimation, but he still can't resist his move.

Moreover, the cultivation path of Wang Gong is to kill with one blow, and what is important is the power of one move, destroying the heavens and the earth.

It is normal to have such power.

Perhaps, he was awakened by a move by Wang Gong.

The other seven Holy Land disciples seemed to be sure of the use of power.

deliberately withdrew most of his strength, for fear of accidentally shooting this group of natives to death.

Wang Gong could only watch the battle with envy.

This is not only a rare life-and-death actual combat training, but also a performance in front of the Holy Lord.

It was solved all at once, and I didn't have time to enjoy the excitement of the battle.

Just like Zhu Bajie eating ginseng fruit, after swallowing it in one bite, he could only watch Sun Wukong and Sha Wujing chew slowly.

I felt uncomfortable in my heart, and kept cursing the uselessness of the man in black.

Boom Boom Boom !!

The battle lasted three hundred rounds, and the entire Dragon Valley had been completely destroyed by the aftermath of the battle.

The combat experience of the disciples of the Holy Land is also growing at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

"Damn, why are these Martial Realm boys with almost no combat experience so powerful that they are so indistinguishable from us. ”

The men in black scolded with ugly faces.

"Hmph, do you natives really think that you have the ability to fight with the disciples of our Holy Gate?"

"We just used you as a whetstone to hone your actual combat skills. ”

"Now that you're out of use, you can die. ”

However, the disciples of the Holy Land responded to the man in black with an incomparably striking words.

The angry black-clothed people were pale, and these boys were really arrogant.

The most infuriating thing is that there is nothing they can do to stop the arrogance of this group of teenagers.

"Humble native, let you see what true power is. ”

Guo Wenyi's cold eyes looked around at the man in black in front of him.

Swish!

In his right hand, a snow-bright flying knife of more than three inches appeared out of thin air.

The blade was unusually eerie, with a faint dark red glow.

"Whew!"

The dark red sword slashed through a strange arc and flew towards the man in black like lightning.

Sensing the danger, the man in black's face changed drastically, and he frantically tried to dodge.

However, as if he had a tracker installed, the throwing knife turned around and pursued him.

Poof!

In the horror of the man in black's eyes, the flying knife pierced his heart.

"Guo Wenyi, my Cao Tong will not be weaker than you!"

Cao Tong coldly, a shot was swung, and the sky was suddenly filled with gunshots.

Suddenly, the void around him seemed to be clearly still.

Everything stopped at this moment.

The man in black in front of him found that no matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't move.

He could only watch with a desperate face, and the overwhelming shadow of the gun penetrated his body like a torrent.

"Impossible!"

When the remaining five men in black saw this, their eyes widened in shock.

This is the Ninefold Martial Realm!

So vulnerable, they were slaughtered at will like chickens and ducks!

But they don't know it...... Guo Wenyi and Cao Tong both used the power of the law.

Even, their comprehension of the law is not even a beginner, but it is also a power far higher than the power of combat skills!

What is the difficulty of killing the black-clothed man in the ninefold martial realm in seconds. Even if the Heavenly Martial Realm cultivators of the Divine Continent are not careful, they will be planted in their hands.

"Run, don't hesitate!"

The leader of the men in black immediately transmitted the message to the remaining four.

is also extremely aggrieved in his heart, chasing and killing a target, and actually leading out a group of perverts.

It's not going to let them live at all.

Without the slightest hesitation, the five men in black exerted their speed to the extreme, quickly turned into a streamer, and desperately fled in five directions.

"Let you escape, we Holy Gate disciples, and not very faceless?"

The Holy Land disciples snorted disdainfully.

They were faster and more terrifying, even more than twice as fast as the men in black.

"Puff, puff!!"

In the midst of unwillingness and despair, one by one became the souls of the disciples of the Holy Companion.

"Zhao Bowen, leaving the life of the black-clothed leader, the owner has something to ask him. ”

Su Lingtian said with a gloomy face.

He still has to rely on him to know the whereabouts of the falling snow.

Whoever takes his sister away, he has to get her back.

"Old turtle, run there!"

Zhao Wenbo was hundreds of meters away in the air and smashed out the double hammer in his hand, stirring up terrifying power fluctuations.

The leader of the men in black, who was hundreds of meters away, actually spat out a mouthful of blood.

His face was full of horror, the power of this hammer, how strong the earth was, would it be so terrifying.

"Holy Lord, this old turtle has been caught for you. ”

After Zhao Wenbo abolished the cultivation of the leader of the man in black with a hammer, he threw it in front of Su Lingtian like a dead dog.

"Tell me, you are the people of that force, why are you chasing and killing me, why are you taking my sister, where is my sister being captured by you?"

Su Lingtian asked three questions in a cold voice.

"Humph!"

The leader of the men in black snorted coldly and didn't say a word.

They are all dead soldiers who have undergone rigorous training, so it is naturally impossible for them to betray the organization.

"It's quite backbone, but the owner has a way to tell you. ”

A grim smile rose at the corner of Su Lingtian's mouth.

There was no need for him to use torture at all, there were so many secret techniques in the Holy Realm about soul searching.

He immediately asked Zhuge Liang to pass him a copy.

With his explosive talent, he instantly mastered a secret technique of "Soul Restraint".

After about a stick of incense, Su Lingtian took the answer he wanted from the mouth of the leader of the men in black.