"Hehe, senior brothers, since they are bent on death, we don't dare to fight, wouldn't it be to sweep the face of the sect, all the men will kill and refine the corpses, and the women will not be killed first... ......"The corpse sect man smiled lewdly and spoke.

Zimo had the heart to see how Li Xuanke was cultivating now, and he didn't want to interfere for a while, but when Zimo saw Li Xuanke take it out and close the moon ring, he touched his chin and cried and laughed, Senior Sister has been this magic weapon for so many years, not to mention changing it, it seems that it is time to change the magic weapon for Senior Sister.

In fact, it's not that Li Xuanke and they haven't made progress, it's just that Zimo has gone too fast on the road of cultivation, and the people around him have gradually been unable to keep up.

Zimo suddenly felt that at the end of the cultivation, would he be the only one left? Every time one's cultivation is promoted to a new realm, it means that he will also meet people in the corresponding realm, and slowly those who have fought side by side with him will be gradually forgotten by himself?

It's like senior sister, senior brother, Feng Buyan, rain and dust, Xie Xuan... If nothing else, Zimo's cultivation will soon surpass them, and it will be difficult for them to catch up with their own footsteps.

The avenue is ruthless, the avenue is ruthless, can it be that the end of the path can only be ruthless? No, that's not what you're after.

Since he has stepped into the path of cultivation, he can only maintain his original intention and not lose those emotions in his heart, and he doesn't want to be an emotionless monk.

When he was thinking wildly, Zimo heard that Li Xuanke had already started to work with others, and immediately came back to his senses.

I only heard Li Xuanke scream softly, "Kill!" ”

The vitality on the closed moon ring flickered, and she jumped into it and killed the person in front of her.

After watching it for a while, Zimo was excited, he couldn't arouse the slightest interest in the battle of these people, and even the three hidden people, Zimo didn't take it to heart.

Even if it was that person in the late stage of Daoji, Zimo was confident that he would be killed within five rounds.

After a cup of tea, three people from the Corpse Sect were injured, while seven people from the White Cloud Sect were already injured, and the combat strength was obvious.

At this time, the three of them were also impatient to wait, and they killed in the direction of Li Xuanke and the others together.

Li Xuanke was fighting with the person in front of him, and suddenly the man laughed wildly, "My senior brother has arrived, you are destined to fall here today!" ”

Li Xuanke's face changed greatly when he heard this, these people have made it difficult for them to parry, if they come again, then these people are really fierce, he needs to fight quickly!

Putting the closed moon ring into the storage bag, Li Xuanke took out two flying swords, his expression was solemn, and there were words in his mouth, "Heaven and earth are the guide!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Zimo was shocked, she was too chaotic, although she didn't know when her senior sister learned the thunder trick, but let her continue, even if she made her own move, she would be injured.

No longer hesitating at the moment, Zimo flew towards Li Xuanke's place and said loudly, "Stop your thunder decision, you are really bold!" ”

Li Xuanke saw Zimo flying over, his face was like ashes, and he couldn't leave if he wanted to, this was a monk in the contemplation period!

But Zimo's next words made her a little confused, "You drag a few people, and I'll kill the other three." ”

After saying that, he flew away, and not long after, Li Xuanke heard a scream, followed by a second scream.

Zimo stood in front of the person with the highest cultivation, his face relaxed.

"The senior is a monk of the White Cloud Sect?" The man saw Zimo flying in the sky, cold sweat flowed, and he cautiously asked.

"I'm obviously scared, but I have to pretend to be calm, I hate you corpse sect people the most!" He didn't talk to him either, but the sword flew out and slew at the man.

"Edgeworthiness!" The corpse sect's mouth was dry, and now it was really more auspicious.

Raising his hand and patting the storage bag, a corpse appeared in front of him, Zimo looked at the corpse in front of him, shook his head, and looked inferior to the corpse bluff of the corpse sect back then.

Teasingly, he said, "Are you ready?" If that's all you have, you're going to disappoint me! ”

The killing sword swished, piercing the corpse's chest without the slightest fancy, and then penetrated the man's chest, and flew back into Zimo's hand.

The man's eyes widened, and his face was incredulous, the corpse he was proud of didn't even block the opponent for a round.

Zimo also felt bored, and said dissatisfied, "Why are you so vulnerable." ”

Withdrawing the power of Shura, he took the man's storage bag, and because he was worried about the safety of his senior sister, Zimo didn't stop long and flew over quickly.

Everyone saw that Zimo had killed those three people in less than half a cup of tea back and forth, all of them were incredible, the disciples of the White Cloud Sect were shocked and excited, and the people of the Corpse Sect were full of fear!

When Zimo saw the people of the Baiyun Sect, he stayed in place one by one, and said, "What are you doing one by one, kill!" ”

He took the lead in summoning the killing sword and killing the people of the corpse sect, Zimo has no mercy for these people at all, if it is possible, he will definitely destroy this sect, the people of this sect are simply losing their conscience one by one, it is not a pity to die, and in the future, it is a good place to practice Shura, Zimo thought secretly in his heart.

The killing sword is like a god of death that harvests life, and those people of the corpse sect are scattered and fleeing one by one like lost dogs, but how can it be faster than Zimo's sky control technique, after the time of a cup of tea, the fourteen people of the corpse sect are all ambushed.

A disciple of the White Cloud Sect put away the storage bags one by one and walked in front of Li Xuanke, who shook his head slightly.

The disciple walked up to Zimo again and spoke carefully, "Senior! ”

Zimo squinted at the storage bag and habitually picked his nose, "I'm happy to be a senior today, and I've given it to you!" ”

Originally, Li Xuanke seemed to be a little familiar with this figure, but after rummaging through his memory, he didn't remember that he knew this monk in the contemplation period, but when he saw the action of picking his nose, he trembled all over, and said softly, "Zimo? ”

Zimo's original smug expression froze for a moment, but he quickly returned to his cynical appearance, "The girl is calling me?" Zimo turned his head and looked at Li Xuanke condescendingly.

Li Xuanke's eyes were gloomy, "No, the junior recognized the wrong person!" ”

I am really stupid, my junior brother has been dead for four years, and this person's cultivation is so high, how can my junior brother reach such a state without a qi field, thinking of this, I felt sad again.

Zimo didn't speak, and hurriedly flew away, sighing in his heart, this woman's perception is really terrifying, she just showed her handsome movements, and she was almost recognized.