The exam has been finished today, these days, it has been a change, I feel ashamed, try to change as much tomorrow as possible, but I can't write it for a long time, I can't guarantee the quantity, I can only say at least 5000

"Whew-"

The flying cone is like light and electricity, and once it moves, it is as powerful as the arrow of the peerless god king.

"Pss

This is the sound of a flying cone breaking through a person's flesh and penetrating deep into the body.

"Ahh

A terrible scream rang out, and everyone turned their heads to see an old man with gray hair, standing in the crowd.

Chu Ling's flying cone, on his forehead, opened a finger-sized blood hole.

Bright red blood flowed out, and at the same time, a stream of yellow fluid continued to evaporate from the hole.

This half-solid and half-liquid fluid is the most precious life essence of the monk's practice, and once the life essence dissipates, the three souls will wander and the seven spirits will be long.

This old man is an elder of the Northwest Formation Dao, with the cultivation of the triple peak of the Tiantai Realm, and he is the hall master of the Fawang Palace.

"Hall Master Su!"

The disciples of the Dharma King Hall were furious, and surrounded the old man who had been pierced by Chu Ling's head in the center.

"Newspaper... Revenge ......"

Hall Master Su took his last breath and said the last two words angrily.

The anger in the chests of the disciples of the Dharma King Hall rushed straight to the door of their heads, and their fierce gods stared at Chu Ling like impermanence urging their lives.

Since the beginning of the press conference, their Dharma King Hall has been in embarrassment and grievance.

As disciples of the Dharma King Palace, the number one force in the northwest, when have they ever encountered such grievances.

At this moment, Hall Master Su's last words completely angered them.

"A small monk who hugs the mountain dares to kill the hall master of my Dharma King Palace, die!"

"Senior brothers of the Dharma King Palace, let's kill this miscellaneous piece together and avenge the master of the Su Hall!"

Not only the disciples who were easily angry in those years, but even the elders of the Heavenly Palace Realm were also out of anger.

The Hall of the Dharma King has been in the northwest for more than a thousand years, only when they bullied others, and once upon a time, someone dared to step on their heads?

So Chu Ling, the first person who dared to pluck the feathers on the tiger's head, must die!

Almost all the people in the Dharma King's Hall moved, but Xu Lang and Song Zifu, waiting for a few deputy hall masters, sat in the middle, their eyes floating, but they did not stand up to uphold justice.

Because they felt it, Chu Ling's state was not right.

If it is said that the Heavenly Gate Realm is defeated by the Mountain Holding Realm, it is not impossible for the ancient power to be young when he is young.

But if it is said that with the cultivation of the mountain realm, he can cross two great realms in a row and defeat the monks of the Tiantai realm, and it is still a one-move killing, which is a defenseless opportunity.

Even the ancient saints could not do this when they were young.

But today, right under their noses, Chu Ling did it.

They sensed that Chu Ling's aura was very unstable, although only the mountain realm was emanating.

But under the aura of the mountain-hugging realm, it was as if there was an ancient beast in ambush that devoured heaven and earth, making them faintly uneasy.

They could vaguely feel that there was a force in Chu Ling's body that was enough to make them desperate.

It was precisely because of the vague feeling of the existence of this power that several pillar-level masters of the Dharma King Hall did not rush to make a move.

Instead, let these elders and disciples take the lead and probe the details of Chu Ling.

Moreover, the twelve sect masters behind Chu Ling locked their eyes on them, causing them not to dare to act rashly.

"Don't be afraid, let's go together. ”

"Yes, he is just one person, let's go up together and kill him to avenge the master of the Su Hall. ”

The disciples and elders of the Dharma King's Hall shouted, but no matter how they heard that voice, it seemed to be encouraging themselves.

"Hmph, look for death!"

Chu Ling sneered, the corners of his mouth curled up in a cold arc, his eyes narrowed slightly, and the power of red, white and black was flowing in his eyes, and he was very strange.

And under his feet, the formation that Ning Tianshi had taught that was enough to trap the mountains and rivers spread out in the venue without any restrictions.

"Whoa-whoa-whoa-"

It was as if the sound of the waterfall flowing backwards sounded, and the strength on Chu Ling's body was developing towards an unprecedented level.

The realm of the mountain realm was rushed to the peak by him all of a sudden, but it was not enough, the momentum was still increasing, but from beginning to end, he did not break through the mountain realm.

Despite this, the immense power, the slightest trace of overflowing from Chu Ling's body, could make people feel suffocated.

"Kill!"

The disciples of the Dharma King Hall were not stupid, and they knew that when Chu Ling was gaining momentum, he would strike a fatal blow.

Several shouts of killing sounded, and the venue was a little chaotic.

Hulu Weng and the other twelve sect masters, while guarding against the rest of the masters of the Dharma King Palace, stared at Chu Ling and them with nervous expressions.

I don't know if Chu Ling can handle this kind of scene.

However, according to what was discussed in advance, they had more important people to deal with today, and they couldn't spare their hands to help Chu Ling at all.

In the venue of the press conference, shouts of killing were everywhere, and the disciples and hall masters of the Dharma King Hall sacrificed all kinds of colorful magic weapons. It's dazzling.

"Five-Light Banner of the Flame!"

"Tianluo Treasure Umbrella!"

"King Kong Aegis!"

......

Every magic weapon sacrificed would cause an exclamation in the venue, these were all great killing weapons in the northwest of Weiming Town, and many of them were the life-saving weapons of the powerhouses of the Dragon Cutting Realm.

It was only at this time that people were shocked to realize that the foundation of the Dharma King's Hall had reached this point.

The divine light is rippling, and the rhyme is steaming.

However, in the face of many prestigious treasures, Chu Ling was indifferent as if he were a god king overlooking all beings.

He grinned coldly, "Whew-"

Dozens of flying aper knives roared straight towards the disciples of the Dharma King Palace, and the speed was not slower than a flying knife when dealing with a middle-aged formation master.

At this time, the Yuan Force in Chu Ling's body was surging, and a breath of time passed for eight hundred miles, and the light of the formation pattern shone brightly under Chu Ling's feet.

"Click-"

The crisp sound of shattering reverberated throughout the venue.

Everyone raised their eyes and saw that it was a Dharma King Hall monk who blessed the Flying Heaven Realm, who had been pierced by Chu Ling's flying cone, and like that Su Hall Master, he was also a Hall Master-level master.

Immediately afterward, all kinds of piercing sounds sounded, and the disciples of the Dharma King Hall were like lambs surrounded by wolves, and they did not have the slightest power to fight back.

"Ah, no!"

"Don't kill me!"

"Elder, save me!"

The screams came one after another, and the entire seating area of the disciples of the Dharma King Hall became a small slaughterhouse.

"Z-"

In the center of Chu Ling's eyebrows, a strange little rune suddenly bloomed, bursting out with a dazzling light.

The light lasted only a moment, but a wild aura of the world was glimpsed at it, and if you didn't pay attention, you couldn't notice it at all.

At this time, Chu Ling's black hair flew wildly, and the divine light on his body was shrouded, as if the ancient gods and demons had descended, and no one could stop the edge.

The entire seating area of the disciples of the Dharma King Hall was covered with blood, as if it had become a small slaughterhouse.

However, no matter how the disciples of the Dharma King Hall called for help, Xu Lang and the other old guys still stood still, as if the killing around them had nothing to do with them.

At the moment when the runes in Chu Ling's eyebrows lit up, they looked at each other, their eyes full of shock.

Afraid of the strange power that Chu Ling mastered, Xu Lang forcibly pressed the elders not to move.

Song Zifu saw that his disciples were dying one by one, and his eyes were red and his eyes were about to split.

"No, I can't bear it, kill!"

Song Zifu was furious, he rose up, turned into a streamer, and rose from his seat to the sky......