On the top of Huashan, Wei Ziqing is no stranger!

Here, it has always been the holy land of the Central Plains martial arts, and the five uniques of the year finally ended here, making the entire Central Plains martial arts shine!

It's just that the land of the small extreme north will be here, Wei Ziqing, I can't imagine it, but, since the mysterious fortune teller said this, Wei Ziqing believes in his heart that there is no need for him to lie to himself!

"Long'er, will you really be here?"

Wei Ziqing muttered softly, with a look of worry and expectation on his face.

Looking forward to it, it is because he is about to meet the little dragon girl, and he is worried, but he is worried that in this year of being arrested, she will still be safe?

It's another year of snowfall.

Full of silver, cold, but with a kind of arrogance, in Wei Ziqing's impression, Huashan has always been so fascinating and yearning!

However, now, when stepping on the top of this Huashan Mountain, Wei Ziqing has no heart to think about this, and some are just dignified and serious!

Wei Ziqing is not a fool, the Tantric people of the Vajra Realm, if they really hide in this Huashan for a year, then they will definitely not be seen so easily, so when they arrived in this Huashan, Wei Ziqing's imprisoned spiritual eye was never closed, although it would waste a lot of their spiritual power!

Soon, Wei Ziqing's pair of golden-white spiral eyes suddenly narrowed, walked to the cliff behind the top of Huashan, and then jumped down.

The wind was howling in his ears, and the cold wind was biting, but in this white scene of rapid falling and flashing, in the middle of the mountainside, there was a black spot suddenly, it was a hole-like entrance, Wei Ziqing's body twisted, and the body that was originally falling rapidly suddenly stagnated, and when it appeared, the shadow stepped on the entrance of this cave!

"No wonder no one knows where this little extreme north is, who would have thought that under the top of Mount Hua, within this halfway mountainside, there is another heaven and earth!" Glancing around, Wei Ziqing's eyes narrowed suddenly, and he grabbed it with one hand, a shadow, what a moment, he was caught in his hand!

This is a man dressed as a lama, with a bare head and a string of Buddha beads around his neck the size of a baby's fist, but on this Buddha bead, what is carved is not a Buddha statue, but all kinds of powerful ghosts in the eighteen hells!

And the temples of this big man bulged slightly, although he only had the cultivation of a second-rate master, Wei Ziqing could still see at a glance that his cultivation was the Dragon Elephant Bo Ruogong who had been cultivated by the Golden Wheel Dharma King!

"Sure enough, it's those damned tantric people!" Recognizing the practice of this lama, Wei Ziqing's face was suddenly full of sneers, but the man's eyes were full of confusion.

He was sent by his master to guard the entrance of this small extreme north, but his body suddenly flew out inexplicably, and he was even more captured in his hands, how could he not be confused?

It's just that when he saw the appearance of the person who grabbed him, the lama's face changed suddenly, and he couldn't help but exclaim: "Wei ...... Wei Ziqing! ”

Wei Ziqing!

This person is the one who killed his own senior brother!

Not to mention that he knew it, even the entire Tantra clearly knew what this person looked like, he never thought that this Wei Ziqing, now, would appear here, and he wanted to shout when he opened his mouth!

Wei Ziqing's eyes showed murder, and when the lama hadn't opened his mouth, he grabbed his hand and squeezed it suddenly, and a clicking sound came, but the big lama was crushed in an instant!

Blood, brains spilled, splattered all over the place!

Wei Ziqing didn't speak, his face was cold, he stepped over the corpse, continued to move forward, and finally, he saw an iron gate, under the eyes of the prisoner, inside the iron gate, there was a world like an ice sculpture, here, there were also all kinds of temples Although rough, it was obviously this group of tantric people, in the past few years, chiseled out!

With a kick open, a huge sound immediately attracted the attention of many tantric people inside, and this group of people flew out from all over the place, and surrounded Wei Ziqing in the blink of an eye!

When he saw Wei Ziqing clearly, more than thirty Tantric people were stunned for a moment, and then the murderous aura was everywhere, especially the murderous aura on one of them!

It was an old lama who was about seventy or eighty years old, his face was extremely wrinkled, but his temples were bulging high, and the cultivation on his body turned out to be the cultivation of the early stage of congenital.

Behind him, around him, there were several lamas, the highest cultivation, full of the day after tomorrow, but, most of them are the peak and first-class realm!

Obviously, this group of people is the Tantra who went to the tomb of the living dead back then, but, soon, after this group of Tantric people appeared, in the various temples in this space, there were also hundreds of people dressed as Taoist priests!

When he saw these people, Wei Ziqing's eyes narrowed, and then he sneered, they turned out to be people from the Quanzhen Sect!

"Wei Ziqing, you really appeared!" This congenital cultivator lama didn't speak, but among the Quanzhen sect members who came later, there were people who roared angrily, this person is not anyone, it is Liu Chuxuan, the eldest son of the seven sons of Quanzhen, it's just that he, a first-class master, now in a group of Tantric people, seems so small!

Wei Ziqing glanced at them coldly, and a pair of eyes suddenly erupted with a terrifying killing machine!

When the enemy saw each other, he was very red-eyed, what else would he say to this group of people? At the moment, a hand reached out, and this Liu Xuan's whole person suddenly flew towards Wei Ziqing uncontrollably!

Liu Chuxuan is just a first-class master, when have you ever seen this kind of method, let alone think that this Wei Ziqing, without saying a word, actually did it directly, and moreover, did it directly to himself?

At that moment, he shouted in horror to the innate tantric master: "King Minglun, save me!" ”

"Damn!" The Minglun Dharma King didn't expect that this Wei Ziqing would do it without saying a word, and when he heard this Xuan's words, he snorted coldly at the moment, and suddenly grabbed Liu Chuxuan, wanting to save him!

Although this Quanzhen Sect is a bunch of waste, it has a lot of prestige in the Central Plains, especially because they are still Wei Ziqing's enemies, the so-called, the enemies of the enemy are his friends, how can he save him!

But, who Wei Ziqing wants him to die, who can let him live to the fifth watch?

As soon as he reacted, this Liu Chuxuan had already been captured by him in his hands, and without saying a word, he was already like the lama at the door just now, and his brain suddenly splashed, and he was dying!

Everyone was stunned!

The Esoteric Ming ** King was also stunned, he didn't expect that this Wei Ziqing's speed was so fast, he reacted, his face was furious, and he yelled at the shocked Quanzhen people, as well as the Tantric disciples: "What are you still stunned about, kill him for me, and avenge Jinlun and Liu Daochang and others!" ”

Hearing the words of King Minglun, this group of people finally reacted, and one by one they pulled out their swords with murderous aura and rushed towards Wei Ziqing.

"In such a hurry to die?" Wei Ziqing looked at this scene, his eyes were full of cold murderous intent: "Since this is the case, then I will send you on the road!" ”

The existence of the Dao Hearing Period, how can this group of ants that have not even reached the congenital level be able to look at it?

Wei Ziqing didn't draw his sword, to deal with this group of people, there was no need to move the sword at all, on the contrary, he chose the most violent method, that is, to use the palm method!

With a slap of the palm, this terrifying giant palm was formed in the void, and when the giant palm was slapped, this group of tantric people and Quanzhen disciples who originally rushed up didn't even let out a scream at the moment, and instantly turned into a puddle of flesh and broken limbs!

This is palm qi, but there is another saying, that is, true qi transforms!

King Minglun's face changed drastically, didn't they say that this Wei Ziqing was just an acquired cultivation existence? He...... How could he be innate? And judging from the power of that true qi transformation, this is definitely not the early stage of congenital, but the late stage of congenital!

His face was extremely frightened, the Golden Wheel Dharma King was his most proud disciple, but if he knew that this disciple was killed by a master of the late congenital stage, he, even if he valued him, would definitely not avenge him!

It's like hitting a stone with an egg!

The form of the field is a massacre, when they saw that Wei Ziqing killed dozens of his own people with one palm, the remaining group of people were already afraid and did not dare to step forward, but how could Wei Ziqing let them go, that palm technique never stopped at all!

In less than a minute, the entire space was full of blood and minced meat, and there were originally hundreds of Tantric disciples and Quanzhen disciples, but now, there were only less than ten people!

"No...... This is a demon, this is not a man, this is a demon! ”

This group of people was finally scared, the whole space was as terrifying as hell, although they were used to seeing killing, but when had they ever seen such a horrific scene?

The few remaining people finally collapsed, throwing down their swords one by one, no longer having the courage to fight, and frantically fled towards the gate in the distance, and, among the fleeing group of people, there was the so-called Minglun Dharma King!

King Minglun is not a fool, the strength shown by this Wei Ziqing is no longer something he can look at, stay, only to die, so he chose to escape!

Wei Ziqing was stunned, obviously, he didn't expect that this Minglun Dharma King would choose to retreat without a fight, but the one who captured the little dragon girl and killed the Condor was the culprit, how could Wei Ziqing let him escape?

A few sword qi shot at the few Tantric sect and Quanzhen Sect remnants who were about to escape, but the people suddenly appeared in front of the Minglun Dharma King, and then, with a palm, they slapped down towards the Minglun Dharma King!

"Damn it!" King Minglun's face changed greatly, and he was crazy to run his true qi, wanting to resist Wei Ziqing's palm, but how could he resist it, at that moment, his whole body flew out upside down, spit blood from his mouth, and fell to the ground, his face was pale, and the whole tiger's mouth burst, and at the elbow, two white bones were pierced through the cuffs and exposed, which was terrifying!

"No...... You can't kill me, if you kill me, you won't be able to find the little dragon girl again, you can't kill me! Looking at Wei Ziqing, who was slowly coming towards him, King Minglun's face was frightened, and he pleaded weakly.

However, what was ushered in was only a sneer from Wei Ziqing: "No need, I, I know she is there!" ”

Immediately, in his frightened gaze, he slapped his head with a palm, this incomparably admirable innate existence, under this palm, his head burst, his brain shot out, and he fell on the spot!

Until he died, he didn't expect that his final fate would be like this!

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