The spell in the elder's hand dissipated, but Song Zhe felt a greater crisis enveloping his heart.

The elder's eyes seemed to be flashing, and the momentum on his body was rising.

"Oh no, he's going to blow himself up!" Hua Feng exclaimed, and Song Zhe reacted subconsciously.

The Fire Lin Knife in his hand spewed out powerful true qi, shattering half of the elder's body, and his head shattered to the ground like a rotten watermelon.

Red and white splashes were everywhere, and the originally restless Jin Dan returned to normal because he lost control.

Huolin knife picked it out, and directly singled out the opponent's Dao Jindan.

It is a small golden ball the size of a fingernail, and it contains a great deal of power. Song Zhe can't use this power, there are always people who can use it, and it is better to make a deal in the future if he stays.

The battle in the flying boat fell into peace because Song Zhe killed the opposing elder.

Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what to do for a while.

The battle here took only a dozen breaths, and the person who controlled the flying boat felt that something was wrong, and he sent someone over to check the situation, and he saw the people facing each other, Song Zhe, who was wrapped in fiery red scales. The scales on his body are particularly bright, and I don't know if it's caused by too much blood stains on his body.

After the aftermath of the battle just now, the flying boat has been damaged in a large area around it, and the originally opened up space has shown signs of collapse and shrinkage.

Fang Dafeng originally wanted to scold a few words, but when he saw the Great Dao Jin Pill in Song Zhe's hand and the Heavenly Fire Sect Elder lying on the ground, leaving only half of his body, he wisely chose to shut up.

As if he hadn't seen anything, he turned around and went back to "" the flying boat.

Fang Dafeng felt afraid for a while, this was so cruel, the other party even dared to kill the elders of the Tianhuo Gate, he really didn't know how to write the word dead.

And looking at Song Zhe's appearance at that time, a thought gradually rose in Fang Dafeng's heart, and he couldn't get rid of it.

"Demon Cultivator!" This is the cry of Fang Dafeng's heart.

Demon cultivation is not necessarily strong, and there is currently no sect composed of demon cultivation in Kyushu.

But demon cultivation is synonymous with horror, they are like terrorists, lawless, do whatever they want, say kill you, kill you, regardless of whether your father's surname is Li or not.

Fang Dafeng was very scared, he didn't dare to think crookedly, who knew if it would cause the other party's unhappiness and click him.

The final stop this time is Qingzhou, where the most powerful forces in the cultivation world are gathered, and even demon cultivators can't do whatever they want there...... Right?

He's not really sure, but that's all he can do for now.

There was silence in the flying boat, and Song Zhe looked at the remaining thirty or so Tianhuo Sect disciples and said, "Are you cutting yourself, or will I help you." ”

This is that there is no intention to let them go.

Since Song Zhe has done it, he naturally wants to kill them all.

Feeling the murderous intent in Song Zhe's eyes, those casual cultivators suddenly realized the problem.

If they don't behave today, no one will want to get out alive.

With Song Zhe's two swords to solve the deterrence of the elders of the Jindan realm, the scattered cultivators who were not in line with their hearts had no intention of uniting to fight, so they set their sights on the remaining disciples of the Tianhuo Gate.

This is to hand over a letter of submission, as long as they do something to the disciples of the Tianhuo Sect and leave them all here, they will have any hope of arriving in Qingzhou alive.

This is in the sky, and if you don't reach the Jindan realm, you can't fly, and if you fall from here, you will definitely fall into a meat pie.

Even water below will not work, and when the height reaches a certain level, cotton below will not help.

"Kill!"

I don't know who started it, but there was a scuffle.

Song Zhe withdrew his arms, found the seat just now, and threw the mutilated arm on Yue'er's body, which frightened the little girl and caused a puddle of water to flow down her thigh.

The taste was naturally not good, Song Zhe pointed at her and said, "Go and sit over there." ”

Yue'er was pardoned, and she didn't care about whether she was embarrassed or not, and hurriedly ran to the corner, feeling like a little daughter-in-law who was ravaged by four or five big men who picked her feet.

The battle lasted a quarter of an hour, and the scattered cultivators relied on the strength of the crowd to kill all the disciples of the Heavenly Fire Sect. For the sake of safety, they cut off the heads of all the disciples of the Heavenly Fire Sect, who knows if the disciples of these great sects have the spell of suspended animation?

The head is cut off, and now it is much more reassuring.

There were more than forty scattered cultivators left, and the battle just now was fierce, and the scattered cultivators also suffered heavy losses.

Everyone rummaged through the Tianhuo Sect disciples, and finally handed over a space ring to Song Zhe.

After taking the ring and sensing it carefully, Song Zhe found that he couldn't open it.

This thing can only be made by inputting spiritual power, and there is no such thing as spiritual power in him at all.

"Open it and take a look." Song Zhe then threw the ring to Hua Feng.

Hua Feng took the ring, glanced at Song Zhe with complicated eyes, and then poured out the things in the ring once.

There are all kinds of things inside, and the most valuable ones are naturally spirit stones and magic weapons.

At a cursory glance, there are about more than 2,000 spirit stones and five magic weapons. Judging from the energy fluctuations above, it was a little different from the disc that was slashed by Song Zhe.

Song Zhe waved his hand, and half of the spirit stones on the ground entered his ring, "The rest is yours." ”

Hua Feng thanked him, put away the things in front of him, and then took out thirty jade plates.

"This is a jade plaque with a fixed quota for opening in the secret realm, and generally speaking, the name will be engraved into it immediately after obtaining the jade plaque to avoid accidents. Tianhuomen may have the idea of obtaining as many places as possible, all the jade medals are not engraved, and they have to wait for the competition to be over, and those disciples who do not enter the top 100 will choose the best to get the jade medals. When Hua Feng spoke, all the scattered cultivators' eyes were shining.

The so-called sword has no eyes, anything can happen in the ring, whether you can enter the top 100 is another matter, now there is a 100% opportunity to enter the secret realm in front of you, and it seems a little unreasonable not to cherish it.

Everyone looked greedily at the jade plate in Hua Feng's hand, but no one dared to act rashly, because Song Zhe was sitting there, and the decision was in his hands.

Song Zhe looked at this group of greedy people, sneered, picked up one of the jade plates, and then threw the twenty-nine jade plates on the ground and said, "When you get to Qingzhou, you can decide for yourself." ”

Yue'er thought that Song Zhe would give her one, but if she wanted to blame her, she had a bad impression of Song Zhe.

The rest of the road was quite quiet, and everyone hurried to cultivate, and they had enough energy to wait for the final moment to come.

There was still half a stick of incense before Qingzhou, Song Zhe stood up, reached out and grabbed Hua Feng and Yue'er, kicked open the gate of the flying boat, and flew out of the flying boat.

From the moment he left, powerful energy fluctuations suddenly erupted in the entire flying boat, and the battle instantly became white-hot.

(End of chapter)

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