"Don't fight with those lunatics from the Leaning Moon Sect during the full moon."

Because there is a high probability that you can't beat it......

The exercises of the Leaning Moon Sect are related to the moon flower, and under the full moon in full bloom, the disciples of the Sloping Moon Sect will be strengthened accordingly.

This enhancement is related to the monk's realm, and the higher the realm, the more Yuehua can be absorbed and transferred, and the greater the increase will be.

Although the current Xun Ming is only a basically crippled Cave Heaven Realm, it is almost barely relying on the solid foundation of the Three Realms of Humanity to hang on and not continue to fall into the realm.

But no matter how he said it, he was also a half-step golden pill of the Seven Cave Heavens, and under this full moon, the enhancement he received had already surpassed the ordinary Cave Heaven Realm peers.

The little moonlight that seemed to be condensed into white mangs was condensed from mid-air, slowly surrounding Xun Ming's body, quickly replenishing the spiritual power consumed by his previous control of the flying sword, and at the same time, he who was dressed in white and had more of a cold charm out of the dust.

Feeling the sense of power slowly emerging from his body, Xun Ming took a slight breath, and then slowly exhaled it, as if he had readjusted the flow speed of the spiritual power in his body in the swallow and exhalation of this breath.

With the blessing of the full moon and moonlight, he gradually regained most of the sense of control he had over his own power before the Jin Dan shattered.

His right hand grabbed the void at his side, and then suddenly exploded, and wisps of spiritual power that seemed to have condensed into a solid state burst out from between his slender white fingers, like irregular darts piercing into the eaves under his feet.

Nodding with some satisfaction, Xun Ming roughly estimated that his realm should be restored to the previous situation of the Four Caves, and it shouldn't take much effort to deal with the miscellaneous pieces that were rushing over.

At this moment, Xun Ming's eyes suddenly froze.

The spiritual power on his right hand that had not completely dissipated suddenly exploded under his rapid urging, blooming into a ring of brilliant and dazzling silver light, as if countless moonlights were swaying out of his hand.

And before the moonlight bloomed, the white hand that was so delicate as if it came from a woman had already returned to Xun Ming's face at some point, and its four fingers were slightly opened, pressed into a palm, and slapped towards the side of his face.

There, a calf wrapped in pitch-black trousers suddenly appeared in the void, like a curved spear, and the next second it was about to rebound and straighten and kick Xun Ming's head!

The silver-white moonlight and thick blood shadow burst open in an instant, and a snow-white figure shot out like a cannonball, smashing into a nearby building.

The top floor of the building instantly turned into a cloud of slowly rising dust and debris, engulfing the figure of the white-clothed Shengxue.

On the eaves of the house where Xun Ming had stopped before, a figure whose whole body was wrapped in an inky black robe slowly squatted down, stretched out a hand covered with thick black hair from the black robe, and grabbed the head of "Childe" with great horror in his eyes.

There was a wide hood on the black robe, completely enveloping the figure's face in the shadows under the brim.

The figure placed the pale face of "Childe" without a trace of blood in front of him for a moment, as if he was looking at a long-cherished collection of antiques.

Then he shoved the head in his hand into the hood!

The crisp sound of bones shattering and the rude smashing of the mouth rang out from the hood.

A few bits of scarlet blood dripped from the shadows under the hood, drawing long scarlet marks on the black robe.

The sound of broken bones quickly stopped, and then the neckline of the black robe suddenly widened exponentially, almost extending to the shoulders of the figure to the sides.

When you're done chewing, it's time to swallow.

But it is clear that someone will not let go of such an opportunity easily.

Just as the neckline of the black robe was stretched to the extreme, a silver-white light instantly lit up from the opposite direction of the collapsed building, pulling out a slightly curved arc in mid-air.

In the next moment, the space at that arc seemed to freeze in an instant, so bright that it seemed to burst into the arc of the stinging silver-white light of his eyes, pulling out an extremely long and narrow crescent moon in mid-air!

Eye Moon Sword Technique, New Moon Crescent!

Endless moonlight burst out from the crescent moon that had been stretched in a nearly straight line, illuminating all the houses in its path as if it were day.

In the middle of that crescent moon was the neck of the black-robed figure that swelled to the extreme!

The crescent-like sword light flashed, and the pitch-black hood and the head in the shadow of the hood spun and flew high like a spinning top wrapped in black cloth.

In the collapsed building, a white-clothed figure stood on the only remaining beam, his eyes as silent as an ancient well, and there was no sense of pleasure in the head of the flying sword owl.

Because, he knows, this is just the beginning.

And he's now at a disadvantage.

As if to confirm Xun Ming's reaction, the head that flew high in mid-air strangely stopped rotating and was suspended in the air.

The hood, which had become a black cloth, fluttered and fell in mid-air, and the head that had lost its cover finally revealed its true face.

In the flying black hair, Xun Ming saw clearly the face of a middle-aged man with a black inverted triangle mark on his eyebrows.

Almost instantly, the face was matched with someone in memory.

Xun Ming's face sank slightly, and then the brilliance in his eyes was condensed a little.

This person is the steward of the immortal family in this place.

The steward of the immortal family is the usual name for the "ruling order" in the immortal cultivation world.

These monks are assigned by the sect to manage the mortal areas under the jurisdiction of the sect, they not only have to govern the ghosts and demons of the territory not to harm the world, but also to supervise the monks not to cause trouble in the world, in the eyes of Xun Ming, it can indeed be regarded as a laborious drudgery.

So he originally wanted to stop by and visit this subordinate Fan Ling, and give him some small things that are still "passable", which can be regarded as making some apologies for the "Qinglou Killer".

After all, the young sect master of the Leaning Moon Sect still needs to be a little cheeky......

But who would have thought, just if you wanted to go to the door, people would give disaster to the monsters, and even the cheeks had already become someone else's.

If you kill the people of the master's family in front of the master, then this matter can't be good today.

Well, the second largest sect in the dignified Dongsheng Continent, can let its own young sect master go to someone else's territory to experience the red dust?

In the words of their three elders: "He is just a cave heaven!" You stinky boy, don't arrange a yuan baby for him to follow him, you can sleep?! ”

Although his master, who lacked the roots of his brain, did not reply: "Third uncle, we are cultivators, so we don't need to sleep." "But after all, he didn't resist his uncle, Xun Ming's uncle and ancestor, and moved the territory of Xun Ming's training to the direction of their sect.

In the world of cultivating immortals, there is also a "sub-sealing system" level after level, or "little brother system".

Each major sect rules over this large area, and these large regions are divided into "medium regions" layer by layer, and then "small regions", which are managed by all levels of sects.

Therefore, the subordinates of each major sect have several "little brothers" and a large number of "little brothers' little brothers" and countless "little brothers' little brothers".

The only one who had only one face left was the one from the "Little Brother's Little Brother", the Heiye Sect, and the easiest way to identify it was the black inverted triangle mark on their eyebrows.

But...... Even if you hadn't killed him, you wouldn't have been able to run away and die today.

It is the responsibility of my generation to kill demons and eliminate demons.

A breeze blew, diluting the fishy smell that slightly tingled the tip of his nose, and the eyes of the young man in white narrowed slightly, and then tilted his head exaggeratedly like a second ancestor, and said to himself playfully:

"Half-step Jindan?"

Brighter moonlight leaped from his palm, like a burning silver-white flame, leaping from his right hand, scorching away the black mist that had invaded his body.

He moved his dislocated right wrist slightly, and said to himself:

"It's a bit of a hassle."

But it's just a bit of a hassle.

Nothing more.