Qiao Qianxin's death was even more ugly than Lu Tao's, he was not the opponent of the Red Mirror Dao disciples at all.

He wanted to bite off a piece of meat on his opponent's body, this was the value of his death, he wanted to make his opponent feel pain, but unfortunately, it was such a simple wish, and Joe couldn't achieve it.

"It was supposed to be sent to death, but now it's okay, it's for nothing! Is there a fart?" Zheng Xian exhaled a gray dull turbidity.

Zheng Xian missed the big stone that was hot by the sun, lying on it and boiling it in a pot, it seemed that the cold on his body had melted away.

"Perhaps!" Zheng Xian slowly exhaled a faint white cold breath, and the surroundings began to become a little chilly.

The guy who killed Qiao Qianxin, called Kunlun, has a strong body, looks unattractive, and has nothing to show off, of course, this is in a state of disguise, after this abuse killed Qiao Qianxin, this guy is full of arrogance, and the breath of the whole person has changed.

I don't know if the Dao is too good luck in the Zhenggong Zhenjun, or if there is one of the disciples of the Red Mirror Dao, all of them are so powerful, in short, this guy is not simple, and his cultivation is at the top of the realm of the Dan, and he has reached the point where he is close to the consummation of the Dancheng.

The Jinguang Gate Master's eyes narrowed, and he swept the smug Red Mirror Master, in the heart of the Jinguang Gate Master, there was a thought that kept coming to mind, the thirty-eight gates were all enclosed in Wuhua Mountain, and they were not allowed to go out of the mountain, and the disciples of the Red Mirror Dao came from such a cold mental method? This is not something that a rookie can have, there is not a corpse mountain under his hand, and he can't practice such courage and means. It's not surprising that there are one or two such naturally perverted guys in a sect, but there are too many guys like Red Mirror Dao.

Kunlun strode out of the killing field, his hands were full of coagulated blood, as if he was wearing a pair of red gloves, the robe was dripping with blood, and every drop of blood was coagulated with Qiao's painful scream!

This robe was swallowed in one go, and more than thirty strong body pills were torn apart by Qiao Concentration, which was the only insignificant damage that Qiao Concentration caused to Kunlun.

Kunlun simply tore off the torn robe, revealing a body of steel-like muscles.

Kunlun trampled on the pile of minced meat in the killing field with his feet, leaving a clear line of blood-colored footprints along the way.

These two failures are not meaningless.

It is not impossible for one or two single-headed heads to appear in a sect for hundreds of years, this kind of probability is too small, it is not a big deal, but in a sect, if the disciples are like Qiao Qianxin and Lu Tao, it will be terrible! The cultivation is not enough to make up for it, but this stubbornness and ruthlessness cannot be made up.

The surrounding immortal cultivators had a clearer understanding of the disciples of the Dragon Tiger Danmen.

Although the Dragon Tiger Danmen lost two games in a row, these sects had a higher evaluation of the Dragon Tiger Danmen, because whether Qiao was concentrating or Lu Tao, the two of them were tortured, but they would never let go, they would rather suffer more pain than be stubborn to the bottom.

Especially Qiao Qianxin, even if his body is already incomplete, his soul is broken and messy, and even the dead body still instinctively bites Kunlun's thigh, at that time, all the monks present cheered Qiao Quanxin in their hearts, hoping that he could take a bite of Kunlun, at least it looks more dignified, but unfortunately he was still stepped on by Kunlun's head, and a bright red flower burst out on the ground that burst out in all directions.

This is the last gorgeous flower that Qiao has written with his own life, like a big full stop.

The Immortal Cultivator Sect ranks first, this is true, but this is all based on the need to continue to live, as long as you say a word, you can die immediately and suffer a lot less, at this time, how important is the sect? How many people are willing to grit their teeth for the sect?

The disciples of the Dragon Tiger Danmen are all crazy!

A bunch of crazy people who don't mess with!

This is the conclusion of many sects on the Dragon Tiger Danmen!

Pure Water sat on the chair, looking at the footprints that trampled on the blood that spread out of the killing field, and was a little dazed, but soon, she adjusted her state back, and at this time she was more and more like a door master, and more and more had the capacity to change everywhere.

When Lu Tao was tortured and killed, Pure Water trembled, his lips were almost bitten, if there was not a chair to sit on, he would have sat on the ground a long time ago.

At this time, there are not many mood swings on the face, clean, cold, and ruthless like a piece of jade, hard.

On the contrary, the body of the Masamiya Zhenjun, who has always been old and serious, began to exude a trace of murderous intent.

Zhenggong Zhenjun is a good man, he has no temper, honest as the elder of his grandfather's generation, for any disciple in the door, always has a kind of spoiling thoughts, it is precisely because of the spoiling of a character like him that the disciples of the sect are harmonious, and each other regards their feelings as more important than anything else, it can be said that although Zhenggong Zhenjun is not the master of the door, but it is the soul of the entire Dragon and Tiger Danmen, what kind of leader, what kind of disciple there is.

They have already lost two games, and even if Zheng Xian wins this one, they will only have the last game of the five competitions left, who will they send to the last game?

No matter who they send, they didn't seem to be sure of victory! In front of the Red Mirror Dao, the disciples of the Dragon Tiger Dan Sect were like sheep, slaughtered at will.

At this time, Pure Water's mind no longer thought about the abuse of Lu Tao and Qiao, and she began to think about how to win this war, which is the overall situation that a door master should have.

First of all, no matter what, Zheng Xian must win this battle, this is the key, if Zheng Xian loses, then the Dragon Tiger Danmen will be completely lost, but fortunately, if Zheng Xian wants to win this battle, it doesn't seem to be so difficult. This is called a little relief that the water purifies a little. For some reason, she felt that Zheng Xian was a trustworthy guy, at least in the matter of coming out of the killing field alive, this guy was trustworthy.

Kunlun's brown face showed a bloody smile, like a hero out of the killing field, proud and arrogant, one of his hands carried Qiao Qianxin's heart wrapped in a robe, this heart wrapped Qiao Qianxin's broken soul, this tortured and containing monstrous anger of the divine soul can refine a magic weapon, this is his trophy, of course he has the right to dispose of this trophy at will.

After such a cruel and tyrannical bloody scene was staged, there were not many people who could really be happy, even the disciples of the Red Mirror Dao, and not many of them could cheer, and the vast majority of immortal cultivators felt uncomfortable.

The bloody scene, the screams of pain, and the stubborn eyes were like a nightmare for them, far beyond their capacity, and it was by no means a pleasant experience.

If you can leave here now, presumably the immortal cultivators here will leave in an instant, so although Kunlun is proud, but there is no sound around, and no one applauds, for Kunlun, there is no embarrassment, in Kunlun's opinion, this is the sound of cheering loud to the extreme.

Kunlun came out of nowhere, and without a sound, Zheng Xian stepped towards the killing field.

Originally, Zheng Xian had made up his mind that he would never step into this killing field, what did the matter of the Dragon Tiger Danmen have to do with him? But now, he couldn't let him in if he didn't want to!

Zheng Xian and Kunlun staggered, Kunlun glanced at Zheng Xian contemptuously, Zheng Xian did not deliberately hide his cultivation, Zheng Xian even went there to show his cultivation, a fractal realm cultivator, is his best protective color.

Of course, Kunlun disdains an immortal cultivator in the fractal realm, and the two sides are a full level apart in the realm, and they are not the same kind at all.

The moment the two sides staggered, Zheng first spoke: "Where are you going?"

Kunlun was stunned for a moment, blinked, and looked around before he seemed to confirm that Zheng Xian was talking to him.

Kunlun was a little inexplicable, originally there was a dead silence all around at this time, although Zheng Xian's voice was not loud, it was enough to make all the immortal cultivators in the arena hear it.

All eyes were focused on Zheng Xian and Kunlun.

Kunlun looked at Zheng Xian inexplicably, and replied as a matter of course: "Of course, it is back to the Red Mirror Dao." ”

Then Kunlun's dark eyebrows crowded together, and he said coldly: "You kid is sick, dare you talk to me like this?

In the Red Mirror Dao, there is a strict hierarchy, and there is a chasm between the immortal cultivators of the Fractal Realm and the Jiedan Realm, and in the Red Mirror Dao, if the immortal cultivators of the Fractal Realm are so unashamed to ask where the Jiedan Cultivators are going, they are definitely looking for death.

Zheng Xian turned his head and looked at Kunlun lightly with a pair of slender eyes, "It's made me so unhappy, do you want to just leave?"

The surroundings were already silent, but as Zheng Xian spoke, the silence around them reached a terrifying level, as if there were ghosts haunting at any time.

What the?

Kunlun was stunned there, after a while, Kunlun let out a burst of unstoppable laughter, laughing almost fell, laughing so much that Kunlun squatted on the ground with his stomach covered, when he wiped away his tears and stood up again, there was no trace of smile on his face, on the contrary, his eyes widened, and his pupils flashed with the unique light of cold-blooded animals.

"It's the funniest joke I've ever heard in my life, well, I'm making you unhappy, so tell me, what do you want to do? What can you do?"

With Kunlun's words, he couldn't help but entangle the single-headed two-headed unicorn in the distance and smelled something, turned his head to look at Kunlun, it was the smell of murder, and the eyes of the two-headed Kunlun flashed a trace of hesitation, and then he still surrounded the single-headed again, and he had no skin and no face next to the single-headed bird, praying for a fetal breaking pill, and he did not hesitate to be punched and kicked by the single-headed.

Zheng Xian smiled gloomily and said, "It's so simple that it couldn't be simpler, is it worth killing people, isn't this what you said?"

The muscles at the corner of Kunlun's mouth twitched, as if he wanted to laugh, but he still barely maintained his cold face, and asked with some curiosity: "How to pay for your life?"

"You will now kneel on the ground and knock your head a hundred times, and then commit suicide by caesarean section, so that I may consider making your death more painful and less tormented. ”

Burst!

Kunlun, who had a barely strained face, couldn't bear it anymore, and burst out laughing uncontrollably.

Not only him, but all the Taoist priests up and down the Red Mirror Road behind him laughed.

Not only the Red Mirror Dao, except for the disciples of the Dragon and Tiger Dan Sect, who looked inexplicable, the rest of the immortal cultivators in the arena all laughed.

Two immortal cultivators were abused to death in this arena, and the mood of all the immortal cultivators was not high, which made the arena bleak and cold, and at this time, Zheng Xian's words made an instant uproar, and there was a loud laugh everywhere.

Ignorant, self-conscious, ridiculous, stupid...... At this moment, all the words about fools in the world can be used on Zheng Xian.