Everyone's eyes fell on the woman in white, and they were all a little surprised, this woman in white was just a cultivator of the Gangqi realm, but even Kong Yuetian, who was holding the Dan realm, was respectful to her, who was this woman?

"Divide his body in half, and we and the Divine Soldier Gate will hold the other half. The woman in white moved her lips slightly, and her voice was as cold as jade.

Kong Yuetian replied, and looked at the turtle longevity, this turtle longevity is the cultivation of the peak of the Baodan realm, and it is also the body of the Xuan turtle, and the combat power is equivalent to several ordinary human warriors at the peak of the Baodan realm, if he does not agree, it will be very difficult.

"I don't have a problem, as long as he dies. "Turtle Demon Road.

Kong Yuetian nodded slightly, and said to Kuai Xiude: "Kuai Daoyou, do you make the move, or will we make the move?" In Kong Yuetian's eyes, Ling Tian was just a dish, and it didn't matter who made the move.

"Kong Daoyou's cultivation is profound, and he is older than the next, and he who has always admired him in the next will never dare to compete with the Taoist. Kuai Xiude's tone was respectful and polite, and he simply regarded Kong Yuetian, who was also in the Bao Dan Realm, as a senior.

Kuai Xiude knew that Ling Tian had killed Lou Xihua, he was already a little weak-hearted, it was best to have a bloody knife to make a move, and afterwards he took back half of Ling Tian's corpse, and the result was the same.

It's not his own son who died, it's just the son of the eldest brother, there is no need to fight hard.

Seeing that Kuai Xiude was so respectful, Kong Yuetian was also quite proud, and said to a red-faced old man behind him: "Fourth brother, it's up to you to take down this kid." He privately said to the red-faced old man: "Fourth brother, this person can kill Xihua, not a weak hand, don't be careless." ”

"Yes!" The red-faced old man took a few steps forward, a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, and said to Ling Tian: "Little cub, you just said that the Blood Knife Gate is all waste, the old man wants to take a look, you can take a few moves." Although the boss told him not to be careless, he didn't take Ling Tian to heart, his name was Qu Hongying, and the Blood Knife Four Demons ranked fourth.

"If you want to kowtow to death, I can spare your life. Ling Tian sat on the chair, playing with a wine glass, he didn't even mean to stand up, he was arrogant to the extreme.

"What are you talking about?" Qu Hongying's anger rose, "I'm going to make you annihilated!"

The three demons of the Blood Knife Gate in the back also had a cold face, Kong Yuetian sneered: "I really don't know that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and the fourth brother's methods are not something he can stop." ”

"Boss, this kid can kill Xihua, his divine sense must be strong, you specially sent the fourth brother with the strongest divine sense among us, and the younger brother has only now figured out your deep meaning, which is really clever." Another old man with big ears and thick lips patted his ass and said, his name is Chang Ziming, the third in line.

Kong Yuetian looked smug and said, "The fourth divine sense is already strong, plus a high-grade spiritual weapon that can attack with divine sense, no matter how strong that kid's divine sense is, there is no chance." ”

"I swept it with my divine sense just now, that kid's divine sense is a little weak, it seems to be injured, if the fourth child comes up with a killer weapon, he will definitely be able to destroy the enemy with one blow, so that he doesn't even have a chance to release that strange fire. Another blue-faced old man had slender eyes and emitted a cold light, his name was Shen Tu, and he was the second oldest among the Four Demons of the Blood Knife.

At the same time, in a corner of the courtyard, three black-robed people sat at a table alone, and the ones who looked a little sneaky were none other than Feng Xi, Liu Xinshui, and Li Buyi of the Imperial Spirit Sect.

When Ling Tian used the Yuan-devouring insect to control the bitter bamboo, the Yuan-devouring insect's aura naturally flowed out, and it was easily found by the three of Feng Xi.

"I can't imagine that the one who deceived me into devouring the Yuan Worm is such a kid who doesn't have any hair!" Li Buyi said hatefully.

"Senior Brother Feng, what should we do now?" Liu Xinshui said.

"Wait for that kid and the Blood Knife Gate to fight and lose, and we will profit again. Feng Xi's eyes flashed fiercely, and the scar on his face trembled like a centipede.

Lose both?

Is there any mistake?

Li Buyi and Liu Xinshui glanced at each other, and their faces were a little strange.

The Blood Knife Gate has four powerhouses at the peak of the Baodan Realm, and they are known as the Four Demons of the Blood Knife, which is much stronger than the peak of the ordinary Baodan Realm.

Although he had seen Ling Tian playing bitter bamboo, it was impossible for Ling Tian to hold the pill in the late stage when he died, and to carry the four demons of the blood knife.

Li Buyi thought to himself, Feng Xi's eyesight was too poor, he didn't recognize anyone in the previous encounter with Ling Tian, and now he had made a lose-lose situation, if he wasn't afraid of the majesty of this senior brother, he would have laughed out loud.

After Qu Hongying finished speaking, he patted the storage bag, and there was an extra black and shining flute in his hand, and when he opened his mouth and spit out, the majestic spiritual power urged into the flute, and then a vast voice sounded in the courtyard, and a black yin qi suddenly descended within a radius of more than ten zhang.

In the yin qi, the ghosts cried and howled, the ghosts were heavy, flying all over the sky, some of them had dog heads and human bodies, some had three heads and six arms, and some even had red eyes of Terran dolls, all of them were hideous-looking ghosts, and they were like substance.

The crowd seemed to explode into a pot, retreating like a tide, all of them retreated far beyond the yin qi, fortunately the courtyard was big enough, otherwise they would have to retreat outside the courtyard.

"It's the Hellflute!"

"The Devil, he's the Devil!"

"Stay away, there are countless ghosts in this magic flute, and if you touch one or two, you will die!"

Few people have heard of Qu Hongying's name, but as soon as he took out the Purgatory Demon Flute, many people recognized him as the famous Flute Demon of the Four Demons of the Blood Knife.

Kuai Xiude and Shi Xia of the Divine Soldier Gate also changed their faces greatly, and they retreated to the hall.

And Kuzhu, Huoyun Dao and the Chen family all trembled.

"It's over, it's over, I can't imagine that even the flute demon is here, it is said that his purgatory magic flute, while releasing the impact of divine consciousness, can also drive ten thousand ghosts, the two attack methods are superimposed, I don't know how many times stronger than Lou Xihua!"

“...... Hey, let's die together!" Huoyun sighed as well.

Only Ling Tian was still sitting in the chair, unmoving, calm and composed.

The ancient flute sound came and sounded directly in the depths of his mind, and the Yuan Shen seemed to be stabbed by an ice needle again and again, and it was faintly painful.

Ling Tian's face finally became a little more solemn, and he silently used his divine sense to resist the sound of the flute, if it wasn't for the fact that he had swallowed the Clear Spirit Bright Eye Water and recuperated and recovered part of his divine sense, this flute alone could severely damage his divine sense, so that he couldn't even use the magic weapon.

However, with Ling Tian's current divine consciousness strength, there was no problem in self-preservation.

Although Qu Hongying's flute sound is strong, it is just a spiritual weapon, and it is not as good as the body of the gold and silver demon pupils.

If the spirit weapon can overshadow the bloodline and special physique, the martial artist with these two talents will not be called Tianjiao.

Qu Hongying urged the purgatory magic flute, very satisfied with the fear of everyone, many ghosts in this flute, he personally extracted, detained into the flute, the ghost in the flute surging, anyone's primordial spirit is detained in it, will lose their minds, become ghosts, let him drive.

Seeing that Ling Tian was still sitting leisurely on the chair, he couldn't help but feel a little angry, and shouted, "Boy, aren't you afraid?"

Ling Tian ignored it, he was confident, and he had already had a way to break the enemy.

"Die!

Qu Hongying pinched the magic trick and pointed his sword at Ling Tian, only to see the yin qi trembling, and then the terrible ghost sound made a great sound, and countless powerful ghosts rolled over, turning into a black line, and swept towards Ling Tian.

Everyone let out a burst of exclamations, these powerful ghosts are all entities, once they pounce, they will cause strong damage to the primordial gods and the physical body, one or two are enough, not to mention that there are hundreds of ghosts in the yin qi.

Kuzhu closed his eyes, unable to bear to look at the tragic scene when Ling Tian died.

"It's ridiculous that just a few wild ghosts dare to be presumptuous. ”

Ling Tian's face was indifferent, he stretched out a white palm, grabbed it out of thin air, and calmly spit out two words: "Thunder!"

This grasp, as if grasping the wind and thunder, a silver-white arc bloomed in his palm.

Boom! Thunder exploded! All the yin qi was swept away at once, and all ghosts were wiped out!

Ling Tian holds thunder and lightning in his hand, like a god!(Book group 1038, 30475, the author is inside, welcome to chat and discuss)