A group of people who value love and righteousness, a group of good teachers who teach their children and educate people, really makes him want to laugh.

After beckoning a few of his men to come over and escorting the group of old men down, Kong Xiu ruffled his hair and smiled meaningfully.

Hunting! Here we go.

Luo Jing sneaked into the side hall with ease, and looked at the main hall through the secret room.

The endless pungent smell of blood penetrated his nose faintly, and the elders, who had always been kind to his disciples, fell to the ground dying, and the blood that had almost coagulated surrounded them, and Luo Jing's eyes ached.

Clenching his fists fiercely, his mind turned to the porcelain vase engraved with complex patterns, and his somewhat heavy heart became a little lighter.

As long as the antidote is delivered, the elders can escape, Nangong and they have already gone to gather the outer disciples, this group of star-gathering beasts, they will have to pay the price of blood for what they have done.

Thinking of this, Luo Jing's heart was slightly excited. Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Luo Jing quietly sneaked into this silent hall.

He saw it, he saw the dying Xue Lao, and he needed to rescue them.

In the hall, it was pitch black, except for the half-dead Xuanjing lamp that was squeaking and burning, like an old man in his last years, trembling and walking the last journey of his life.

Under the reflection of the Xuanjing lamp, there was a strange silence in the hall, only the slender shadow of Xue Lao, the elder who was pulled by this half-dead scenery.

Luo Jing groped his way towards Xue Lao step by step, carefully guarding against possible mechanisms and secret sneak attacks, and the jade-colored unicorn loomed behind him.

In just a few steps, it seemed that Luo Jing's life had been exhausted, and when he reached Xue Lao's one step away, Luo Jing lowered his head and wiped the sweat from his forehead, and a pair of gorgeous purple boots suddenly came into his eyes.

Noticing the existence of these boots, Luo Jing secretly said in his heart that it was not good, according to the detailed records in the book given to him by Du Moyan, Xue Lao had been wearing black clothes for many years and never wore the rest of the colors.

Apparently, he fell into a trap!

Luo Jing's brain continued to run at a high speed, and the jade unicorn behind him burst into the sky and fled out at great speed.

But he was still a step too late, and a big sword with a cold light all over his body fell from the sky, aiming directly at the huge body of the jade qilin behind Luo Jing.

This surprised Luo Jing, this person actually knew the weakness of his martial soul, even if it was himself, he only discovered it after Tianyazi took him as an apprentice, and in Tianyazi's daily devil training for him.

But this man! He even knew!

Luo Jing's heart turned up a monstrous wave, and his body quickly dodged the sky-rushing sword, and the pillar of the palace behind him was obviously not so lucky, and under the greeting of that sword qi, it collapsed violently, causing a corner of this palace to collapse a few points in an instant.

After the smoke and dust cleared, an emaciated figure appeared in Luo Jing's field of vision, it was an old man with two hideous scars on his face, and he was full of anger.

The old man's eyes were looking in the direction where Luo Jing was, his eyes were full of inexplicable hatred, and his hoarse voice was like an old broken gong, and he was hoarse and mocking: "I didn't expect Luo Shen to have an illegitimate child." Truly..."

Before the old man finished speaking, a series of sarcastic smiles had already appeared in his mouth.

Listening to the old man's inexplicable words, Luo Jing's face was expressionless, what he was most worried about now was...

Luo Jing's eyes swept towards the Gathering Star Sect disciples who had already surrounded him tightly, and the jade unicorn behind him roared violently, and Luo Jing sighed helplessly.

"After all, it's still too hasty, and my temperament will explode at a moment's notice, and Sister Moyan's message to me is really a bit of an omission." Whispering to himself, Luo Jing's eyes sharpened a little again, and it was the unknown old man.

Luo Jing's sharp eyes The old man looked in a trance, but it was only a momentary trance, but in an instant, the old man had recovered, and the corners of his mouth muttered to himself.

"It's really useless, wasn't it suppressed by that hypocrite of Roselle twenty years ago? Now that I see people like him, I am afraid, and since the demons in my heart arise from Luoshen, I will kill his cub and get rid of my demons. ”

After muttering, the old man's eyes were full of interest and turned to Luo Jing: "Are you sure you want to fight the old man, little cub?" As he spoke, the old man stretched out his bright red tongue and licked the corners of his lips gently, and his every move was full of the confidence of killing Luo Jing.

This is the old man's sword heart, their sword pavilion, everyone enters the Tao with a sword, thinks they are invincible all over the world, and they have never been afraid of anyone.

It can be said that kendo is the belief of their sword pavilion.

However, in addition to the way of the sword, what this Sword Pavilion pursues is definitely the art that is called the evil devil crooked way by the people in the rivers and lakes.

Speaking of the Sword Pavilion, there is not a single person in the upper realm who does not praise it, what kind of Taoist benevolence, the gentleman of the cultivation realm...

And all the disciples who were close to the pavilion master, including the elders, didn't know when they quietly became the same people as before.

The one who appeared in the Ethereal Immortal Palace was the outer disciple of the pavilion master's junior disciple.

Originally, the old man was resistant to being assigned to the Sin Continent of Yuning this time, but he had to hold this new junior brother.

Who let his master fall in love with this lowly race and take him as a personal disciple?

Unexpectedly, there is a bastard son of Luo Shen who has a grudge against him in this broken place, this is really a nowhere to find a place to step on iron shoes, and it takes no effort to get it.

It just so happened that the exercises that the master had given him recently needed such a powerful wedge, and the martial soul of the Jade Qilin was really the best choice.

The Sword Pavilion had been preparing for so many years, and it had cost countless Sword Pavilion talents, including huge financial resources, just to complete that lord's oracle.

And the high-grade martial soul is one of the important raw materials they are looking for. It's just that those people who have some top martial souls in the upper realm can't be provoked by a single Sword Pavilion.

Now that I saw Luo Jing, a brilliant idea came to the old man's mind.

And his gaze turned to Luo Jing, who had a dull eyebrow, so let's start with this kid.

The giant sword behind the old man slowly appeared behind him, and after smashing his mouth a few times, the old man's hideous face pulled out a bloodthirsty arc.

"Boy, blame your damn dad if you want to blame! Oh? No, you don't know who your dad is yet? You're just his amorous debt, and your mother is just a worthless pariah. ”

The old man's words were slow, and every sentence was like a sharp thorn, and a blow was bound to pierce Luo Jing's heart.

The father who was not allowed to mention it since he was a child, the man who never had it in the family, and the mother who kept silent about her father when she was dying, are all thorns buried in the depths of Luo Jing's heart and unable to see the light.

Now these thorns that were buried deep in his heart were uprooted by the rampant old man opposite. Luo Jing's expression became more and more wrong.

The jade unicorn burst out in the air, and the powerful unicorn stepped towards the arrogant old man with explosive energy.

There was no fear in the old man's eyes, on the contrary, his eyes were full of sickly burning, and the sword condensed by Xuan Qi appeared in his hand.

The old man stood quietly in place, obsessively looking at the Qilin stepping in the wind, and muttered as if he had seen a lover: "It's really... I miss it! ”

As the words fell, a shocking sword was swung out, and the old man shouted frantically: "Hahaha... Come on, come on! Roselle, let me see if the invincible blood in your mouth can suppress me again. ”

The shout of "A Sword Frost Cold" burst out sharply from the old man's mouth, and the huge sword body was like a spirit, with a cold and bone-chilling intent, like a heroic martyr who sacrificed his life for righteousness, and slammed into the unstoppable unicorn step.

Where the sword intent passed, everything turned into frost, and some disciples of the Gathering Star Sect who were accidentally affected turned into vivid ice sculptures in the blink of an eye, with different postures.

At the moment of the powerful attack impact, the loud sound that shook the sky resounded throughout the Xiqi Realm, and everyone's hearts jumped, and they hurriedly swept into the air, that is!

Ethereal Fairy Palace!

Some scattered cultivators were shocked that there were people who were not afraid of death to challenge the Ethereal Immortal Palace. Ethereal Immortal Palace: What is that? It is a super large sect that has stood on this land for hundreds of years.

Except for the predecessor of the Gathering Star Sect, no one dared to provoke it for hundreds of years, and the strict rules of the Ethereal Immortal Palace never allowed the disciples in the palace to cause trouble without permission. Its reputation far exceeds those thousands of years of large categories.

Now, there are madmen who dare to go to the Ethereal Immortal Palace, don't look at the Ethereal Immortal Palace, which is usually not obvious, but as a large sect, it is far from being comparable to ordinary sects.

It can be said that this person dares to provoke the Ethereal Immortal Palace, purely because he is using his mantis arm as a car, and he goes to find death. When everyone was whispering because of the convulsions in the Ethereal Immortal Palace.

Nangong Wu and his party, who went to the outer courtyard, looked at the place where a violent halo erupted with a worried expression.

"Senior Sister Nangong... Senior Brother Luo, he... was discovered. Lan Rou looked at Nangong Wu with a sad look in her eyes.

Nangong Wu touched her red eyes, closed her eyes, and when she opened her eyes again, her eyes were resolute, and she completely lost the redness of the previous moment.

Her words were full of calmness: "Senior Brother Luo has been discovered, we have to speed up our pace now and move the rescuers quickly." Otherwise... Elder and Brother Luo, they ......"

Nangong Wu didn't say the next words, but Lan Rou and the others knew how heavy the topic was behind.

Several people stopped talking, and the steps on the soles of their feet were obviously more than twice as fast. Their goal is clear, that is, the outer courtyard that is a hundred miles away from the inner palace.

The short distance of a few hundred miles, at this time, became a long sound, completely lost the usual leisurely shuttle appreciation, and several people used the fastest speed in their lives to rush to the outer courtyard.

A lightning figure flashed in front of them, which made the group of people who were moving forward at great speed stop and stand on guard.

If you want to see it, you are about to reach the outer courtyard, and you can't imagine that this group of star-gathering dog cubs has also laid a dark pile here, and several people are red-eyed, and the current time is obviously not something they can consume.

Nangong Wu secretly beckoned, signaling Lan Rou to retreat with those junior sisters, and the Fang Tian Painting Halberd in her own hand had already appeared in her hand, and the rest of the male disciples also burst out with their martial spirits with red eyes.

They want to die with this group of miscellaneous people who don't leave them a way to live, even if they fight to the last drop of blood, the dignity of the Ethereal Immortal Palace must not be lost here.

Lan Rou was no longer squeamish and weak, without the slightest hesitation, the soft whip in her hand quietly appeared in her hand, and behind her was all the female disciples of the Ethereal Palace.

Everyone's faces were unprecedentedly serious, and they knew that their task was definitely not lighter than that of these male disciples, and only escaping, even if it was one, was worth it.

The fire of the Ethereal Immortal Palace must be left, even if it is the last one, and let the outer courtyard know the current situation, so that it will not be like them, who were viciously calculated, made dumplings, and almost wiped out.

At this moment, everyone let go of everything, the usual dissatisfaction, comparison, even if it was a careful trick...