Chapter 271: Feng Guangmo
"Shaogong, what now?"
The Devil Fork Luo leader's tone was indifferent.
Ouyang Shaogong's face was cloudy, he thought for a while and said, "I'll go and lead away the 'Ziyin Zhenren', and you go and seize the burning silence." ”
"You ......"
"Needless to say, I have my own way."
After that, Ouyang Shaogong changed into a night suit, put on a ghost fork Luo mask and swept down the high pavilion, and appeared in front of the sword pavilion.
On the stairs in front of the Sword Pavilion, Bai Ning's pupils suddenly shrank.
He looked each other up and down quietly.
temperament
This person's temperament is completely different from the previous three indiscriminates, and there is an aura on his body that makes him feel quite dangerous.
A real powerhouse, even if he wears the clothes of the ghost fork, his temperament can't hide it.
Groove,
No way?
It can't be the prince's long qin 'Benqin', right?
I'm so hard!
Bai Ning stood up, opened the door of the Sword Pavilion without hesitation and walked in.
Ouyang Shaogong: "......?" ”
"Master, I can't deal with this person."
At the critical moment, Bai Ning didn't want to pretend to be forced, pretending to be forced was a small matter, and it would be really cold if it was cold.
Ziyin Zhenren opened his eyes, got up and walked out.
He didn't ask Bai Ning if he was sure to keep the 'burning silence', this third disciple had a secret technique, and he was still reliable at the critical moment.
In the courtyard, Ouyang Shaogong looked at the blue-robed figure that appeared at the door of the Sword Pavilion, and the pressure in his heart increased suddenly.
Sword Immortal!
If it weren't for the immortal soul being torn apart, how could he put a sword immortal in his eyes.
"Follow me, or kill everyone in Tianyun City."
Ouyang Shaogong's voice was serious, and at this point, he didn't plan to act, and directly threatened.
With that, he swept out of Tianyun City.
He made it clear that he wanted to contain the 'Ziyin Zhenren', and the purpose was to burn the Silent Sword.
Not pretending,
Nor beating around the bush.
However, Ziyin Zhenren really couldn't refuse this request, as the sword-wielding elder of Tianyun City, of course it was impossible for him to watch Tianyun City being slaughtered.
The other party has that strength.
"I'll leave it to you."
Ziyin Zhenren turned into a sword light and chased after him.
Bai Ning closed the door of the Sword Pavilion, his heart was much more relaxed, and now he was completely sure that the other party was Prince Changqin.
Finally can't take it anymore?
really
The former immortals were confident, and the sword immortals dared to provoke.
The prince Changqin immortal soul has not been fused, and it is impossible to break through the realm of 'earth immortal', that is to say, the other party is the realm above the 'Dao He'.
In this way, Bai Ning would be able to barely resist even if he opened the 'Eight Gates Dunjia'.
The most important thing is that the time of the Eight Gate Dunjia is also limited.
When his flesh can't support it,
and he will surely die.
At the critical moment, you really can't pretend,
In a flash of thought, a figure dressed in a night suit, wearing a ghost fork mask, and holding a broad-bladed sword walked out.
His murderous intent is awe-inspiring,
The figure is like a ghost,
A knife fell.
'Tianwen' appeared in his hand, and the black innate evil qi was entangled, carrying a piercing cold power.
Bai Ning raised his arm and immediately blocked the slash of the broad-bladed sword.
Sonorous ——!
With the collision of gold and jade, the sword gang spread, and all the surrounding things flew out, and a deep sword mark was cut out on the ground.
'Dao Harmony' Realm Monk!
Bai Ning's eyes froze, unprecedentedly serious, and the long sword in his hand with a black body waved, and the terrifying force made the 'Dao Fusion' realm cultivator fly out upside down.
"You can't get in."
Fluttering words,
But it is full of unparalleled self-confidence.
The corners of Bai Ning's mouth rose slightly, I can't deal with Prince Changqin, and you can't deal with a 'Daohe' monk?
Bamen Dunjia,
Sixth Wound Gate,
Open.
Boom!
The qi wave swept out, and Bai Ning's entire person's breath soared into the sky, instantly on par with the 'Dao Harmony' realm.
A sword fell,
The space is rippling,
The speed of this sword is extremely fast,
The power is also strong to the extreme,
Boom!
In an instant, the leader of the Ghost Fork Luo was instantly pressed to his knees and fell to his knees, and a mouthful of blood spurted out of his mouth.
Jiangang diffusion,
With the leader of the Onicha Luo as the center, dense rifts spread in all directions.
As the saying goes,
Take advantage of his illness to kill him,
Bai Ning understands the cruelty of the cultivation realm better than anyone else, because he has experienced a lot, and he is naturally ruthless.
After a sword falls,
The second sword followed,
Straight to the heart.
The 'Eight Gates Dunjia' is open, and it is impossible for him to procrastinate, and every waste is his blood.
Poof!
The sound of a sharp sword piercing through his body sounded, and the leader of the Onicha Luo looked down at the sharp sword embedded in his heart, his eyes full of disbelief.
He couldn't believe that he had been beaten by two swords in seconds.
The power of the ice spirit spreads upward,
In an instant, he became an ice sculpture, and the black innate evil qi enveloped it, and the ice sculpture was filled with evil energy.
Under the shroud of innate evil energy,
Even if you don't die, you will lose your mind,
Reduced to a demon who is neither human nor ghostly,
However, a flash of light flashed in the black air, and the man's voice was heard talking to himself.
"I, I'm not Yin Qianyan, I'm ...... Feng Guangmo? ”
His last sentence was so suspicious that even he didn't seem to be sure.
However, Bai Ning's palm had already fallen.
In an instant, the body of this self-proclaimed Feng Guangmo Ghost Fork Luo leader dried up at a speed visible to the naked eye, forming a majestic energy pouring into Bai Ning's body.
Ice sculpture collapse,
"Ding, congratulations to the host for obtaining 5% of the World Origin, the progress of the mission
The great monk of the 'Daohe' died like this,
This is the cultivation realm,
It's so cruel,
Under normal circumstances, the monk of 'Daohe' can survive for 10,000 years when he dies naturally, unless he encounters some force majeure disaster.
Closing the 'Eight Gates Dunjia', Bai Ning also felt a slight sense of weakness.
However, the energy of a Dao monk was enough to make up for his loss.
Feng Guangmo,
Isn't it the brother of the heroine 'Feng Qingxue'?
Now that everyone is dead, Bai Ning didn't bother to think about it, threw 'Tianwen' into his personal space, looked at his wrist, and frowned.
At this moment, black qi was wrapped around his wrist.
Congenital evil spirit.
As soon as his mind moved, the evil qi was swallowed by the 'Immaculate Chaos Body', and a wave of restlessness and resentment surged into his heart.
He hurriedly suppressed it,
"It seems that before the scabbard is made, it's better not to take it out."
Although the evil qi did not have much effect on him, it inevitably had some effect.
Sitting on the stairs of the Sword Pavilion, Bai Ning guarded the Sword Pavilion while refining the 'aura' in his body. The aura of a Dao He realm cultivator is magnificent, and it takes a little bit of the world to complete refining.
A moment later, a sword light fell.
"Master."
"Hmm."
Ziyin Zhenren glanced at the ice cubes on the ground, didn't ask anything, and silently walked into the Sword Pavilion.
Bai Ning also walked in.
The Qingyu Altar Dead Soldiers attacked Tianyun City, and this night was an absolute shame for Tianyun City.
It was a nightmare for the disciples of Tianyun City.
A group of dead soldiers rushed in indiscriminately and killed indiscriminately, and dozens of disciples of Tianyun City were killed and injured, and they were all scared and stupid.
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