Qin Xiao was still a little surprised by the decision to poison immortality.

Poison Immortal said in a deep voice: "Are you curious, they are all the top forces in the Douluo Continent, why did I ask to provoke Shrek Academy?"

It doesn't matter, let me tell you, our Ontology Sect will choose to stand with Shrek Academy in the face of righteousness. But when there is no righteousness, you must remember that finding time to kill Shrek Academy is the duty and obligation of every Ontology Sect. ”

The saying that poison does not die is true, it is recorded in the original book that when the soul beast launched the beast tide, the Ontology Sect did send a strong person to help resist.

However, the murderous intent of Poison Immortal to Shrek Academy has never been less.

"Why are you telling me so much, I'm not a disciple of your Ontology Sect."

Qin Xiao pouted.

Poison Immortal laughed, "Then you have to work hard to become a disciple of my Ontology Sect." ”

Qin Xiao's face was arrogant, "I'm sorry, I'm not interested." ”

The intersection of the three empires of Heavenly Soul, Dou Ling, and Xingluo.

A nameless mountain, already stained red with blood.

Countless corpses, scattered all over the mountain.

The smell of fish, permeating the air, makes people sick.

But even so, there are still people who are not afraid of death to charge the figure on the top of the mountain.

"Xuanzi, you return my family's life."

A young soul venerable, carrying a long knife with a glittering cold light in his hand, slashed at Xuanzi's neck.

I saw that Xuanzi didn't dodge at all, so he stood in place and let the opponent's long knife hit him.

As a result, there was a collision sound of gold and iron clashing, and his head was still growing on his neck, and if he looked closely, the full force of the Soul Venerable-level powerhouse did not leave a single blood mark on Xuanzi's neck.

"I'll just stand here, let you kill me, you can't kill me."

"Waste, waste, waste, give you a chance, and you won't be useful."

"Since you can't kill me, then you can only be killed by me."

Xuanzi roared angrily, his face full of madness.

He stretched out his hands and grabbed each other's shoulders, and then his hands suddenly forced, and he actually tore the young soul venerable in half.

Blood turned into mist and sprinkled the sky.

It's like a painter splashing ink, making the blood color of the whole mountain more intense.

Xuanzi opened her arms and basked in blood with her head tilted.

He's crazy and enjoying it.

He looked up to the sky and yelled, "Who else." ”

The expressions of those around who were ready to seek revenge on Xuanzi changed.

However, it only lasted for a moment.

The family members of each of them were people who were killed by Xuanzi.

They traveled thousands of miles, even thousands, to get justice for their dead families.

Their strength includes Soul Master, Great Soul Master, Soul Venerable, and Soul Sect

They knew that they were facing the top powerhouse, and wanting to kill this terrifying existence was no different from a moth fighting a fire, but they still had no hesitation and were unswerving.

"Kill!"

I don't know who shouted first, and it quickly resonated with people.

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

"Kill!"

The shouts of killing soon converged.

Even if they are moths to the fire, they will not hesitate.

"Hahaha, it's good to come, all die, give me death."

Xuanzi did not refuse to come, and he went on a killing spree.

With a scream, those who rushed to the front fell like wheat.

But the soul master behind them was not afraid, he was still not afraid of death, stepped on the corpse of his predecessor, and rushed towards Xuanzi.

After a long time.

The shouting of killing gradually stopped.

Xuanzi stood on the top of the mountain, hunched over, panting heavily.

Suddenly, he looked somewhere.

There was a figure who walked up the hill and came to him.

"You're a Soul Master?"

Looking at the person who came in a pitch-black robe, Xuanzi had already guessed his identity.

After all, the entire force is pretending to be a mysterious force, and only the evil soul master likes this dress, as well as the evil, cold aura on the person who came, Xuanzi immediately noticed it.

"That's what the world thinks, but I don't think so."

As he spoke, he took off the cloak from his head to reveal his face.

It was an old man, his skin was also very dark, and his two eyebrows, one high and one low, were very distinctive.

"The old man's name is Zhang Peng, and he is called Scorpion Tiger."

A dry smile squeezed out of Zhang Peng's dark face, "I won't sell it, I came this time to lead Your Excellency back to the Holy Sect." ”

The Holy Spirit Sect was willing to send an elder with the title Douluo level to be a lobbyist, which already showed the sincerity of the other party.

And Xuanzi's situation, Zhang Peng also saw it in his eyes, he felt that Xuanzi had reached a time when there was no way out, the world was so big that there was no place for him, and the Holy Spirit Sect was definitely the best place to go.

"Holy Religion?"

Xuanzi was stunned, could it be that the evil soul master also has some organization?

His heart moved, and he felt that this possibility was very high.

Zhang Peng was obviously reluctant to say more to Xuanzi here, "You don't need to think so much for the time being, as long as you return to the Holy Sect with me, everything will be clear by then." ”

Hearing this, Xuanzi nodded, "There is no place for the old man in the big world, and the Holy Sect you said hopes to provide a place for the old man." ”

His voice was full of loneliness.

How did it go so well? Zhang Peng was ecstatic in his heart.

He also thought that Xuanzi would sit on the ground and ask for benefits, and then compromise.

It turned out that it didn't

Maybe I'm really disheartened

He thought so.

At this moment, I heard Xuanzi say again: "The successive battles have made me consume a lot. It's a bit hard to move now, you come and help me. ”

"Absolutely."

After hearing this, Zhang Peng came to Xuanzi without any hesitation, and stretched out his hand to support Xuanzi.

In his opinion, this is a small matter, and it is not even a request.

Even, his mind had flown back to the Holy Spirit Sect. This time it was a great achievement, and he fantasized about what kind of reward the sect leader would give him.

However.

In the next moment, his dream was shattered.

A fierce killing intent suddenly erupted from Xuanzi's body, and he found that Xuanzi's eyes were full of killing intent, and then a punching bag-sized fist slammed into his chest.

Zhang Peng could only barely gather his soul power in his body to resist this attack.

Xuanzi's fist slammed into Zhang Peng's chest, and there was a muffled sound.

I saw that Jinpeng was like a sandbag, and it was blown away.

After he fell to the ground, he had to roll a few more times before he got to his feet.

He covered his chest with his hands, and his body turned over for a while, he couldn't hold back any longer, and spurted out a mouthful of blood at once.

His face instantly turned pale, like a blank sheet of paper.

"Xuanzi, what are you crazy about, I was kind enough to help you, why are you attacking me?" He yelled at Xuanzi, his eyes full of anger and grievance.

I'll help you, you beat me, what kind of reason is this?

On the other hand, Xuanzi shook his head and sighed, "It's a pity, it's a pity"