It's not that I haven't seen murder.

It's really that Joradan killed too violently and bloody, they were all hand-to-hand, either stabbed to death or cut in half, the most elegant way to die was also an ice arrow piercing the eye socket and bursting out*, the blood, within the enchantment, was muddled, and the timid monk was directly scared to pee.

Since ancient times, there has never been such a monk who dared to fight against several major sects with the strength of one person.

Today, there is.

Those monks of the Great Gate Sect, all with blue faces, stood there, not knowing what to do.

Kill?

If you go in and die, you won't be able to kill at all.

Withdraw?

Do you want the face of the big gate faction?

How will you manage those small sects in the future?

So.

Neither advance nor retreat, these monks of the Great Gate Sect could only stand in place in embarrassment, sulking.

Joradan didn't care about that.

The world in which this guy lived in his previous life is a world that questions all kinds of authority, and even some national leaders will appear on the lace news, and there is no fear of authority at all, in his opinion, what major sects, what Yuan Infant Mahayana, are the same, as long as the strength is enough, then there is nothing to be afraid of.

Qi Refining Realm?

The Qi Refining Realm is not weak!

In this forbidden spirit enchantment, it is enough to be the king and dominate.

As for what happens after you go out, whatever, no one knows if you cover your face anyway!

So.

Not only did this guy not restrain himself, but he intensified his squeezing, picking up one storage bag after another, opening it, and hanging it on his waist.

Loot, show it off.

The corpses on the ground, but all of them were thrown out of the barrier.

This is simply a slap in the face, and it is the face of these big sects.

No!

It's not enough to just slap you in the face.

He almost died at the hands of this group of people, and his good business was interrupted, and Joradan was so angry that he could not be calmed by killing a few monks in this area.

Keep it up!

It's good to pierce the sky.

Don't be in a hurry to go to the second floor, there are thousands of spirit beads in the storage bag still waiting to be refined.

Then refine!

One by one.

It took a day for the Golden Spirit Bead to be burned clean by the gluttonous ding.

There are more than 200 golden spirit beads, if all of them are used to improve cultivation, let alone build a foundation, even if it is a knot, it will be almost the same.

It's a pity.

The spiritual aperture is as strong as the eight golden locks, and it can't be opened at all.

So.

These auras can only be cheaper, so that this gluttonous Ding is a big meal.

In the end, even the gluttonous Ding was eaten, and the excess aura could only be shot out of the body.

Fortunately.

Joradan is not without gains, inheriting the spell, adding seven more.

More than 200 spirit beads only add seven spells?

There's a reason for that, too.

Many of the inheritance techniques in these spirit beads coincide.

When the golden inheritance spell accumulated to ten, Qiao Ladan found that the spirit bead behind it no longer passed on the spell.

So.

There are only ten in total.

"Ten gold systems, then, what about water systems?"

Start swallowing the Spirit Orb of Water.

It's beautiful, but something happened.

There are people who want to go to the second floor.

Not from the big sect, but a monk from a small sect.

The monk consumed five spirit beads, entered the barrier, and cautiously glanced at Joradan before stepping into the second-floor portal.

"Wait!"

With a flick of his golden sword, Joradan blocked the monk's way.

"Fellow Daoist, I'm just a monk of a small sect, we have no chance in the past and no enmity in the near future, please let me!"

The monk was not ambiguous, and spoke quite hard.

Let's Jean?

Joladan smiled evilly: "I'm sorry, if you want to enter the second floor, you have to pay the toll!"

This is clearly a robbery!

The monk's face swelled, and he asked angrily, "Why!"

Why?

Joladan shook his golden sword: "Just with this, why, don't give it?"

The demon cultivators were all hacked to death, this ordinary monk, that is not one sword.

With such a threat, the monk suddenly withered, and he was no longer angry, and begged pitifully: "Big brother, in order to buy those five spirit beads, I am poor and have less than a hundred spirit stones left, you can do well, let me go, don't forget, this is a place of peace, this is an agreement made by all the sects of our Qinglu Mountain Range!"

At this time, I remembered the agreement again?

Qiao Ladan sneered: "Nonsense, either pay the money or get out, if you want to be reasonable, go to those gates who are chasing and killing the master!

With these words, the audience was in an uproar.

"Five, five thousand, you're crazy about money!"

"Bastard, if Lao Tzu had five thousand spirit stones, he wouldn't come to this refining illusion realm!"

"That's it, five thousand spirit stones are enough to cultivate to the Yudan realm!"

"The deception is too much, Lao Tzu wants to chop him to death!"

"Chop him to death? You better save it, do you think you're better than Demon Cultivator?"

"What then?"

"What should I do?

It's blocked here.

Those demon cultivators are a lesson from the past.

No one dares to rush in, and no one wants to be the slaughtered bird.

But.

The spirit beads have been gathered, so I want to go to the second floor to hunt for treasures, so I can't just go home on this floor, right?

What to do?

Just when everyone was confused, Joladan spoke again.

"Or!"

One stuck.

Joradan stretched out his right hand sharply, pointing at the group of monks at the Demon Sky Cliff.

"One Demon Heavenly Cliff monk's head can be worth five thousand spirit stones!"

Rumble!

This trick used a knife to kill people, which made all the monks in the audience in an uproar.

"Demon Sky Cliff, you're crazy!"

"Rub, Lao Tzu would rather not enter the second floor than offend the Demon Sky Cliff. ”

"That's it, if you offend the Demon Sky Cliff, you will definitely die!"

"I want to borrow a knife to kill people, dreaming!"

"Hmph, Lao Tzu is waiting here to see who can consume whom!"

None of them are stupid.

Everyone knows that Joradan is trying to kill people with a knife.

No one dared to risk offending the Demon Sky Cliff to curry favor with Joradan.

So.

Joladan borrowed a knife to kill people, but it didn't work.

But he didn't disappoint.

These sects have ruled the Qinglu Mountains for thousands of years, and they are so deeply rooted that ordinary monks have no idea of fighting against them at all.

If you want to drive away the wolf and kill people with a knife, you have to take your time.

Fortunately.

The most important thing is time.

This is only the fifth day.

There are four days left until the first floor closes.

Slowly consume.

Swallowing the spirit beads one by one, time flies.

There are three days left.

The spirit bead of water has also been devoured.

There are still ten spells, and after ten, they will no longer be inherited.

Drain the aura of water, begin to devour the aura of earth, and the earth is golden, and there is no conflict.

Or ten.

Leak gold, swallow fire.

Drain the earth, swallow the wood.

With the remaining two inheritances, Joladan didn't bother to devour them all, so he gathered ten spells and replaced them decisively.

In this way, it took four days for Joradan to finally gather all the spells on the first floor, five series, all ten, with offense and defense, support and debuffs, that is called a comprehensive.

During this period, there will be monks who want to break through every once in a while.

Without exception, a sword hacked to death.

Iron-hearted.

Or, the main sect is all dead.

Or, don't go into these two floors, just wait for the first floor to close and be kicked out.