Chapter 1877 Little People
"Juniors are not going to die yet. "Chonglang Zhenren naturally wants to chase and fight, the trick changes, and the heart cone attack is even more powerful.
"Old puppet, even if Lao Tzu dies, he will definitely not make you feel better. Jin Qisheng's face was hideous, and his ruthless color was fully revealed, after the Shura knife was thrown into the air, the knife was like a dark cloud condensed, and the black and heavy pressure came.
"Haha...... Cool, it's interesting to fight like this. The Spear of War is a reincarnation. Qiu Wei laughed, the god of war spear danced like a windmill, and the cold spear was on a par with the cold star, and it was on par with the heart piercing cone for a while.
The strength of Chonglang real people fully stimulates the potential of the two.
Chonglang Zhenren himself is also depressed to death, is it because he has not come out for a long time, has the world changed, any little-known little person has such combat power. What kind of force is this Xuan Temple, which has never been heard of?
"Poof"
Several mouthfuls of blood spat out.
Here, Jin Qisheng was hit hard again, and dozens of small transparent holes were shot out of his whole body by piercing the heart cone, but fortunately, he didn't hurt any fatal position.
"Poof"
Qiu Wei also spurted out a mouthful of old blood, forming a thin blood mist.
The Golden Immortal Consummation Extreme is strong, and he is as strong as this.
The battle intent in the hearts of the two of them was like a raging flame, which could not be contained.
"Ahh Jin Qisheng looked up to the sky and roared, and he was about to burn his essence and blood and perform the secret technique of Shura.
"Old Kim. You're stupid. Qiu Wei flew up and interrupted Jin Qisheng's Shura secret technique with a slap.
"Qiu Protector, you don't have to worry about me, today this old man knows, how can I tolerate humiliation from the people of my Xuan Temple. No matter who dares to kill my Xuan Temple disciple in vain, he will have to pay a terrible price. Jin Qisheng's eyes were blood-red.
Outside the secret territory of Yuxun, there are still disciples who have not yet entered the Yuxun space When they heard this, the operator was sour, and tears blurred their eyes in an instant.
At this time, they truly felt the pride of being a disciple of the Xuan Temple.
Nowadays, at the entrance of the Yuxun space, there are so many forces, and there are not a few disciples who have been killed by Chonglang Zhenren with a single blow, among these forces, many of the escort elders are Golden Immortal powerhouses, and there are even late Golden Immortal and consummate powerhouses. However, apart from the Xuan Temple where he was, Elder Jin, who was the Nine Heavens Xuan Immortal Consummation, stood up, and who else dared to cry out for his disciple.
After they joined the Xuan Temple, they had already felt this in many ways.
In the same way, they can also sacrifice their lives to maintain the Xuan Temple.
However, just now, Elder Jin and the Qiu Protector used special methods to stop them from standing up, and even expelled them from the Xuan Temple to restrain everyone, which shows the bitterness of the two of them.
In the final analysis, I am still not strong enough. Otherwise, wherever the Xuan Temple's orders go, who dares to disobey them. And why not be afraid of jumping off the beam clown to come out and jump.
To improve your strength, as long as you don't die, you must find ways to improve your strength, you can't live under the protection of the sect forever, seeing the elders of the sect in a life and death crisis, and there is nothing you can do.
All the Xuan Temple disciples, their nails pierced deep into their palms.
"I'm grass, you old fool, what did the hall master tell you in the first place, did you take the hall master's orders as a deaf ear? All battles are based on preserving your own life, and when the time is right, you can make a strategic retreat. In this way, the pros and cons can be analyzed for a better fight next time. Have you forgotten about your uncle?" Looking at Jin Qisheng, who was a little enchanted, Qiu Wei couldn't help but burst into foul language.
"Junior, don't you have to work hard? Come on, haha...... Just because you also want to put an end to the reputation of one person slaughtering one sect in this seat, I really don't know what you think. Chonglang real people laughed wildly.
"Hey...... Old horseman, you keep saying that you want to kill the uncle, and now, isn't the uncle alive and well? What do you have to be excited about? Anyway, your pig and dog head will be stored on your neck for a few days, and one day, when the uncle is free, he will come to make a urinal. Jin Qisheng spat out a mouthful of bloody spit at Chonglang Zhenren.
"Junior, be so daring, this seat will give you the death penalty. Chonglang Zhenren feels that the anger he has accumulated over the past tens of thousands of years has been vented out of his brain today.
"Haha...... Let's go. Qiu Wei let out a long laugh, and the God of War spear appeared at his feet, turning into a streamer of light, and galloping towards the periphery of Yuxun Mountain.
"If you are allowed to get away today, the old man will write the word "heavy waves" upside down. "Finally, there was a chance to kill the two, and Chonglang Zhenren was also a little high-spirited.
"Old thief, I think you should write the word heavy wave upside down, although they are all waves, heavy waves are better than heavy waves. At this time, the voice of compassion sounded in the ears of Chonglang Zhenren.
This frightened Chonglang Zhenren a lot, to the point where he was like this, who else could approach him silently and not be discovered by himself.
Along with this gloomy voice, there was also a pitch-black dagger that could devour the cultivator's gaze.
This dagger made Chonglang real people have a feeling of palpitations.
Chonglang Zhenren didn't care about chasing and killing Qiu Wei and Jin Qisheng anymore, but took back the heart piercing cone for defense.
Invisibly, Chonglang Zhenren regarded this cultivator hiding in the shadows as an existence of the same level as himself.
"Haha...... Old bastard, you've been fooled. A rampant laugh made the entire cultivation of Yuxun Mountain hear it. "How can the Xuan Temple be handled by a little person like you. ”
Qiu Wei and Jin Qisheng, who were on the run, heard this, and couldn't help but laugh out loud.
"This guy from Bei Songyuan is definitely a talent. Qiu Wei said.
"Heroes see the same thing. Jin Qisheng nodded repeatedly.
At the entrance of the Yuxun space, there was silence, and everything in heaven and earth became dead and silent, as if it had been banned by the Great Dao.
It seems that this style of painting far exceeds their expectations.
This Xuan Temple seems to be about to be reevaluated. If you have time, it's time to make friends.
Some forces are starting to use their brains.
And Chonglang Zhenren was confused for a while, and the Yuan Shen lost the ability to think.
Did you hear it wrong, what did the people say? I am a little person, a little person, a little person.
I grass your uncle's little person, if he is a small person, then who else in the entire Middle Heaven Domain is worthy of being called a big person.
I'm afraid that even if the Five Directions Domain Guard were in person, he wouldn't dare to call himself like that.
Chonglang Zhenren felt that his lungs were about to explode.
Because his disciple was killed, he just killed a few ant-like cultivators casually, and he was provoked one after another, and his face was almost swollen.
It's good now, and I've become a little person in the eyes of others, why does this sentence sound so harsh?
Moreover, it is also a Xuan Temple.
Chonglang Zhenren's chest rose and fell sharply, and when he went to find the cultivator hiding in the shadows, there was still a trace of spiders, and there was no abnormal fluctuation in space.
"Xuan Temple, this seat swears, if you don't kill all your disciples, you swear not to ascend to the sky. Wow-" Chonglang Zhenren looked up to the sky and shouted, and in the end, a mouthful of reverse blood spurted out.