"Something is wrong with that pen. Ziyi nervously stared at the holy pen hanging in the air, hidden in the gorgeous light, and said with an oath.

Something is absolutely wrong with that pen!

Chu Qianqiu only glanced at it and affirmed his decision, this time it was not by intuition, but that he had seen the holy pen, and it was their Nian family's Jinghong who was currently being scrambled by everyone!

He didn't know how Ziyi Jiyong and those two groups of people saw the difference, but he was very sure of his conclusion, and he stared intently at the shocking force, as well as the chaotic crowd, and the cycle of life and life was naturally urging.

There was a fierce struggle among the monks, and in just a quarter of an hour, dozens of people had been killed, and a variety of exercises bombarded the surrounding flowers and trees, as well as the spirit stones that had not been picked up.

The smoke of gunpowder is filled, and the earth is stained with blood!

Chu Qianqiu and they naturally couldn't stop this fight, they could only wait and see, everyone was already red-eyed, and it was basically impossible for them to stop.

No, there may still be, and that holy pen does.

A monk in his forties and fifties broke out of the encirclement, put his hand into that ball of light, stretched out to the holy pen, and looked at his body, which should be the peak cultivation of the Heart Passage Realm.

Everyone was stunned, and time seemed to stop at this moment, only the monk was moving. The monks reacted immediately and rushed towards the monk in a frenzy.

But it was too late, the monk's middle finger had already touched the holy pen, and he smiled, a smile that was a little terrifying. Everyone stopped moving, staring at the holy pen with different expressions, with anger, regret, murderous intent, and envy in their eyes......

Tianlong Babu, life is varied.

At the moment when the monk held the holy pen, the holy pen suddenly exploded!

Before the monks could react, they felt that the monk was blown into powder, and they didn't realize that they were blown into powder!

And the scope of the explosion was the area where the light shrouded. Most of the people who entered that area were monks above the state of mind, about a hundred people, plus the more than eighty monks who died in the previous melee, and the eight hundred monks on the middle peak had already died, nearly two hundred, and they were the highest in cultivation.

The smoke from the explosion gradually cleared, and a line of words suddenly appeared in the light.

"There is a golden house in the mountains, and there is a way to get it."

Chu Qianqiu felt a little embarrassed, he didn't understand what the Dao meant, although he didn't like killing for no reason, but in this world of the jungle, what those people did just now was not expounding this truth, they wanted to make themselves stronger and become the top of the food chain, this is not the so-called Dao.

The sudden change happened, and people calmed down, and they no longer dug the spirit stones in the mountain, I don't know if it was because the surface of the mountain had been stained red with blood, which made them feel palpitations.

One person sighed softly, Chu Qianqiu looked up, and saw that among the four men in gold and brocade robes, one of them walked forward, he had a wide mouth and a good gait, giving people a sense of neutrality and peace.

With that man as an example, the monks also broke away from their previous emotions and began to move on, but no one went to dig the pit anymore.

"There is a golden house in the mountains. Chu Qianqiu silently recited this sentence in his heart, he thought for a moment, and faintly felt what would happen next.

After walking for a stick of incense, the person at the front suddenly stopped. When Chu Qianqiu saw the scene that appeared, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly, a little smug, but his smile immediately froze and replaced it with solemnity.

There is a golden house in the mountains, and there is Yan Ruyu in the mountains.

A large group of women blocked the way up the mountain.

They are pure or cute, coquettish or enchanting, mature or vibrant, and almost all of them have various types of women.

Chu Qianqiu's smile disappeared because he suddenly had an urge to pounce on the group of women.

Sure enough, some of those women scratched their heads and posed, some pretended to be cute, some took off their clothes, some laughed, and some had already taken off all their outer clothes......

The monks at the front bore the brunt of the attack, their eyes were red, their lust burned inside, their Adam's apple rolled up and down, and their lips were chapped as if they were very hot.

"Ahh Some of the first naturally had the second, and suddenly those monks who couldn't hold it rushed to those women, the scene was very unbearable, and some female cultivators shy covered their eyes.

"Don't!" the loud-eared monk shouted, and more than a dozen people had already been thrown back by him.

The heart is in the realm of cultivation, and it is about to reach its peak.

Chu Qianqiu looked at a woman in a daze, her expression was full of love and concern, the woman smiled shyly at him, kneaded her clothes with two small hands, and said with a pink face: "Brother Swing." ”

Chu Qianqiu's heart chuckled, and the blood rushed to the top of his head all of a sudden, his eyes were filled with tears, and his lips grinned hard, he wanted to laugh, and he waited for this sentence for a long, long time.

The woman on the other side was her age.

"Brother Swing, come here, people have a lot to say to you. Age put his hands behind his back and swayed gently from side to side.

Chu Qianqiu finally laughed, he sighed, and slowly walked towards the opposite side. He even pinched himself to make sure it wasn't a hallucination.

It's an illusion after all.

Chu Qianqiu finally walked in front of age, he had a lot to say, but he didn't know what to say, he was speechless for a while, and he hugged age into his arms.

At this moment, Chu Qianqiu smelled a fragrance, this aroma was not the smell of age, and then his brain was hit hard, and the pain hit him violently, he was smart, his eyes lit up, and he found that it was not age in his arms!

The woman's face was hideous, and the nails on her hands had become extremely long, reaching the top of his head.

Chu Qianqiu subconsciously wanted to push the woman away, but it was too late, his scalp had already been punctured!

"Bang!"

The woman suddenly shot out backwards and hit a big tree three zhang away, Chu Qianqiu looked at it, only to see that the woman had an arrow stuck in her chest, her head hanging to the side, and it seemed that she had been nailed to death.

"It's okay. ”

A voice sounded in his ears, and Chu Qianqiu turned his head to see that a man in his twenties dressed as a scholar was looking at him.

"I'm ashamed, please ask my brother Taizun's surname. Chu Qianqiu remembered his performance just now, his face flushed, and he lowered his head and asked with his fists.

"Below is Liu Zibin from Luoshui Academy, this group of demon girls has a very powerful charm technique, you have to be careful. The man spoke, unfolded, and walked away.

"It's okay. Ji Peilan suddenly walked over and asked.

"Thank you for your concern. Chu Qianqiu saw that she was holding a thumb-thick incense in her hand, and understood that it was this thing that woke him up just now.

"The Ji family's awakening incense is really powerful. Ziyi also came over and said the origin of the awakening incense in one sentence. Ji Peilan smiled slightly, and used her body to attack the group of demon girls.

Chu Qianqiu observed the situation and found that the Awakening Soul Incense had already made many people out of the illusion realm, and they fought with the group of women in the past, the monk rushed to the front, Liu Zibin led the four people of their academy to fight hard, and even Ji Yong was very happy.

Chu Qianqiu slapped the storage bag, and the midnight rose entered, the cicada wings vibrated and rushed over.

"Insist that the green mountains are not relaxed, and the roots are in the broken rocks.

Thousands of blows are still strong, and the wind blows from east to west, north and south. ”

At midnight, when the roses waved, the book "Bamboo and Stone" was written.

A majestic righteousness pervades the mountains and fields, in stark contrast to the frivolous treachery of the art of seduction.

Evil does not prevail over good, and nature is like a bamboo.

The righteous atmosphere of the poem "Bamboo and Stone", the majestic momentum of tenacity and unyielding is overwhelming, sweeping the entire pen mountain!

Ji Peilan stopped, Liu Zibin stopped, the monk also stopped, all the monks stopped, and they watched the "Bamboo Stone" kill the group of demon girls.

Ashes!

Chu Qianqiu stood in the air with a pen, upright!