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It happened so fast, and it felt incredible. In an instant, the seventh-level disciple died, and all of a sudden, everyone died without even blinking.

"This ......" shocked them, and they couldn't react for a while.

But at this moment, another sixth-level disciple was slapped on the chest by the previous ninth-level disciple, and then the sixth-level disciple's body fell to the ground with a slump, and he died with a thud.

As if there were no bones, the soft cotton fell down.

"Peng!"

There was also a sixth-level disciple who also fell, just when this ninth-level disciple made another move.

One in one hand, a row of eight sixth-level disciples who were closer to him all died in an instant!

"This person is not ours!"

Now it's the fool Doon who guesses the secret. To say that the person in front of you is their person, they don't believe it when they die.

What is the concept of a ninth-level disciple killing their sixth-level disciple like a mustard? If the ninth-level disciples have such strength, then why can't their Lan Ming Hall disciples destroy the old sects such as the Heavenly Emperor Sect?

But the problem is that this kind of thing is completely impossible, so the ninth-level disciple in front of him who looks like their Blue Ming Hall must be someone else impersonating and hiding his strength!

It's just that it was too late when they reacted, Zhang Haoran never hesitated to make a move, killing nine in an instant, and the remaining dozen or so disciples who reacted and were about to flee in all directions were instigated by Zhang Haoran again, killing six more in an instant. The other party died without even the slightest reaction.

There are seven of the more than 20 people left, and at this time, the souls are flying out, flying out of the sky and running wildly.

It's just that the disparity in strength seems to be that they take out the strength to eat milk, and it's still useless. Zhang Haoran's body soared into the sky, instantly surpassing one of the disciples and appearing in front of this disciple. The frightened disciple's mother said a word, and his body staggered back again and again.

But when he died, he had been shattered by Zhang Haoran's heart and died when he shouted out his mother, and the retreat of his body was just the inertial force before death. In the end, the disciple fell to the ground with a plop, silent.

At this time, Zhang Haoran's body leaped towards another disciple again, just like this, flashing a few times, one person at a time. Seven disciples settled.

The twenty or so disciples of the Blue Ming Hall who were still talking about it before died like this, and like the other disciples, they died in fear.

"After the killing, the next batch is another batch. "Zhang Haoran killed them as easily as possible, and even a bombardment could kill them. However, attacking the past will make a relatively large movement, and in the end, his side will be exposed, and even attract more Lan Ming Hall disciples.

No matter how much it is, Zhang Haoran believes that he has the ability to maneuver. It's just that I'm afraid that this will attract that peak disciple. Zhang Haoran was miserable when he brought it......

So Zhang Haoran has road kills along the way, and if he kills a few more, he will earn a few more. He doesn't kill low-level monks, he kills these disciples above the sixth and seventh levels. Because these disciples will definitely become a member of the killing of Zhang Haoran in the future.

Zhang Haoran is just the first to strike now. No wonder he is.

After receiving the resources, Zhang Haoran was somewhat satisfied.

Finally has a little resource, although it doesn't help his cultivation at all, but the Dragon Ball world needs a lot of resources, and these Gathering Spirit Pills or something are indispensable.

"Boom!" At this time, there was a bombardment sound in the distance, which made Zhang Haoran, who was just about to find a target in another direction, turn his head and look.

"Su Laizi's breath?" When his consciousness swept over, the first thing he felt was Su Laizi's breath, and then there was close to more than a hundred breaths of Lan Ming Hall disciples.

More than 100 people to one?

"Damn!" Feeling this, Zhang Haoran's body moved violently and disappeared in place. It's the teleportation of the lightning clone!

More than a hundred disciples of the Blue Ming Hall can reincarnate Su Laizi to death no matter how they turn. And at this time, Su Laizi's breath was weak, and it was obvious that being seriously injured was even more life-threatening.

So if he doesn't rush over to rescue him now, Su Laizi will die the next moment!

"Ahh......hh At this moment, he hated and was angry, and felt as if his internal organs were being burned by fire.

What he hated was that at this time, hundreds of disciples of the Blue Ming Hall besieged him, and he was angry that he felt that he was useless, and at this time, he was playing like a monkey by these disciples of the Blue Ming Palace, and it was even more dangerous.

"Haha, look at this demon cultivator, it's like a mad dog. ”

"Be careful, dogs bite when they are in a hurry. This demon cultivator still has a breath, give me a little care in the end, a bite will definitely make you bleed and cry even if you don't die!"

"Haha. ”

......

Hundreds of disciples of the Lanming Hall surrounded Su Laizi in the middle at this moment, and they were not in a hurry to kill, but played.

"Die!" Su Laizi was furious, and he was furious.

With a sharp shake of his body, a giant elephant appeared directly and made the disciples of the Lan Ming Palace, who were originally laughing easily, startled, and his body suddenly exploded.

But because of carelessness and suddenness, even if they retreated, a few disciples were trampled under their feet and died when the giant elephant appeared.

There was a giant elephant in such a small area just now, which really caught them off guard.

But it was only that once, and then I saw many Lan Ming Hall disciples who had killing beasts behind them, and for a while, they came overwhelmingly to surround the giant elephant Su Laizi in the middle and suppress it to the death.

This made Su Laizi, who was dying and struggling with all his strength, unable to exert his strength at all, and in the end, he was forced to retreat again and again by close to a hundred killing beasts, and finally he was surrounded in the middle and couldn't move.

A hundred killing beasts, one person attacking him at once was enough to make him lie down and fall to the ground.

Rumble!

After all, the thousand-pound body of the Sulaizi giant elephant couldn't support it, and then it fell to the bottom with a bang, the ground shook, and the dust swept up. As a result, the originally intact ground has a few more cracks and extends longer.

"Alright, don't kill him!" came one of the monks, and he was carrying another in his hand. It's Mt. Tongyue, which is no longer breathing.

"Bring this demon cultivator to Senior Brother together. ”

"Yes!" Many Lan Ming Hall disciples took in the killing beast and stopped making a move.

This demon cultivator doesn't have a breath left, it is wise not to kill him, and there may be other rewards for handing it over to the senior brother.

"Ha, haha, haha......" consciousness blurred again, and this feeling of death appeared to him again.

He had already learned it once before, but this time he didn't know how to describe his mood again.

Creation makes people, and fate is so worried.

"What, do you want to die?" said the Lan Ming Hall disciple who had spoken before. Not killing him is already a great favor. But now it looks like this demon cultivator is going to do something.

But what else can you do if you are injured like that?

"Don't you want to take Tong Gongzi away, because ......" Su Laizi's current situation is extremely miserable, and a lot of blood is coughed up from his mouth without saying a word.

Zhou's body was full of wounds, blood, and shocking.

"Because of what?" the monk frowned, as if thinking of something, and took two steps back.

"Because you're all going to die!" was just as Su Laizi was about to say this, but someone preempted him. When Su Laizi turned his head with difficulty, he suddenly saw a person walking towards him.

"It's him......" Su Laizi suddenly laughed, his consciousness was interrupted, and he fainted.

Zhang Haoran's words made all the Lan Ming Hall disciples turn their heads and look at them suspiciously.

"Rank 9 disciple, are you looking for death?" Everyone immediately frowned and wondered when they saw that it was actually a disciple of their Blue Ming Palace. At the same time, a seventh-level disciple walked out and looked at Zhang Haoran and looked at him angrily, and the person strode towards Zhang Haoran. looks like he wants to teach Zhang Haoran a good lesson.

They were dealing with demon cultivators, but this ninth-level disciple was talking to demon cultivators without words? Could it be that he was tired of being alive? Or was this person in the same group as demon cultivators.

"Die!"

Just as the seventh-level disciple stepped forward to accuse, a silver spear appeared on his chest, and then the spear pierced through. Zhang Haoran also passed by the seventh-level disciple.

The next moment, the seventh-level disciple fell to the ground with wide eyes, and Zhang Haoran also came to the position of less than ten meters away from the disciples of the Blue Ming Hall who were all shocked at this time.

Lifting the silver spear nine songs, Zhang Haoran swept his cold eyes over Su Laizi, who had passed out, and then looked at the more than 100 disciples of the Blue Ming Hall in front of him.

"You must be tired of being alive!" Zhang Haoran's behavior had completely angered them, so at this moment, more than a dozen of them suddenly came out and were ready to teach Zhang Haoran a good lesson.

But even if they bombarded out with all their might, what they met was Zhang Haoran's nine-song silver light, sharp and sharp, white in and red out.

Jiuqu has already become a part of Zhang Haoran's body, and it is easy to use, and it is even more powerful.

These dozen disciples saw that Zhang Haoran was only a ninth-level disciple, and they didn't care at all, and at this moment, Zhang Haoran's spear flickered, and more than a dozen people died, without exception!

Zhang Haoran's strength and strength immediately frightened the remaining disciples of the Blue Ming Palace, and they all killed Zhang Haoran in shock.

Attack them in groups, roar and kill them. For a while, the murderous aura was monstrous, and their strength was exerted to the extreme.

The attack of dozens of people combined was a stormy and terrifying wave!

For a while, the surrounding sky was dark, and the grass and trees were flying. The powerful aura made all the creatures around them rush to flee first, and the dust around them was rolling and cloudy, like the end of the world.

Rumble!

The sound of the landslide and the earth cracking made the birds fly in unison, and the sky was full of stars. At the same time, it also caused other monks not far away to look sideways and become frightened.

"There's a fight!"

The search that had not made any progress had already made the monks lose interest and become lazy, and one or two of them had no spirit to speak of. But just now, the momentum that erupted from the battle instantly made them full of fighting spirit.

Most likely, the demon cultivator they were looking for was there!

First of all, with the grass where Zhang Haoran had fought before, tens of thousands of monks around him rushed like a swarm of ants. Like the tide like locusts, the heavens and the earth are full of stars. Full, covering the sky and gone.

In the demon world, there are waterfalls and flying springs under the mountains, and in the mountain streams, there is a person meditating cross-legged.

The young man was well-dressed and dignified, and his sword eyebrows were slightly closed, as if he was sleeping. But if you look closely, you can see that he is now with his eyes open, but the mist and clouds generated when the waterfall falls into the stream blinds his eyes.

Even so, there was still a Dao essence light and killing intent in his eyes.

Beside it, a sheathed sword was stuck in the stone. The sword was unsheathed, but it was cold, like a mist, producing a faint soft light around the sword.

"Is there such a man, is this the man whom the Lord has spoken? But such a man is pitiful, and he is not my opponent. The young man muttered to himself, his pale face was a little more rosy, but his face was like Guan Gong but there was no ruddy luster.

This red is like poisoning, but when you look at it, it is dark red.

"Damn Tongyue Mountain ......" At this moment, the originally dignified appearance suddenly became hideous, and at the same time, a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth, but he quickly stopped the trend of continuing to bleed when he closed his eyes and meditated again.

The rumbling sound of the waterfall is like a galloping horse, and the momentum is terrifying......

Rao Yuanchen is good at using guns, called purgatory guns. At this moment, the spear was dark and horizontal across his chest, levitating and steady, as steady as a rock.

Just around the purgatory gun, there was a trace of black qi rising and dancing with teeth and claws, like a crowd of tigers, very scary.

"Yuan Chen, go ahead. Suddenly, at this moment, an old voice came, and at the same time, Rao Yuanchen, who was meditating with his eyes closed, opened his eyes violently. Without saying a word, the Purgatory Gun instantly moved and galloped in the direction of the Demon Realm. The next moment, Rao Yuanchen disappeared, and when he reappeared, he sat directly on the purgatory gun like a meteor chasing the moon. Even if he reached the extreme speed because of his extreme speed, he was not affected in the slightest. Still sit upright, with your eyes closed and your knees crossed.

Xiantu Sect, a crane-haired child-faced old man suspended in the void, and a palm-sized spotted token in front of him. The token has a remnant on the front and a limb on the back. This thing is called the stump order, which can be as big as Yue Mountain and as small as a slap.

The stump was ordered, the limb was classified, and the cripple died.

Peng Qingshan didn't expect that the Lord would give him this treasure. Now he is refining with all his strength, and after fusing it into himself, he can kill all sides. One order out, 10,000 stumps!

Behind him, Tu Tian, who looked like a butcher, closed his eyes and didn't look at it, and the pig-killing knife in his hand was still flat in his hand, as steady as a rock.

They are the pinnacle elder brothers of the Immortal Path Sect, and every move of the two of them will pull everyone's heartstrings.

"Yes. Suddenly, when many first-level disciples were secretly watching the senior brother with their consciousness, they saw him respond, then got up and disappeared. Also missing at the same time was the second senior brother Tu Tian.

Peng Qingshan also received an order at this time to leave the Xiang Demon Realm. Behind him, Tu Tian followed closely with a pig-killing knife in his hand. The speed of the two was terrifying, and no one could see them.

The Qilin Sect Sikong Xingchen also woke up from meditation and stood on the top of a sky-like mountain peak looking at the clouds. The momentum of looking at the world is natural, and at the same time, a big red seven-zhang unicorn is transformed behind him. The unicorn has a single horn on its head, and the red light is bright, flashing and flashing, and there is a red air flow in it.

(Enlightenment Book Network.)