Quiet night.

The waning moon slanted slightly to the west, and the moonlight fell on the small mountain village.

At the east end of the village, in the courtyard of the big bluestone, a young man in black with white hair hanging down on his waist like a waterfall, a handsome face, and indifferent eyes appeared silently.

It was Gu Qing who left the stele space.

He didn't understand what the ice-blue vertical eye in the center of his eyebrows was, but after a period of exploration, he found that as long as he moved his mind, he could stimulate the power of the ice-blue vertical eye, and he could also hide the ice-blue vertical eye with a single thought.

The power of the ice-blue vertical eye, after urging, will freeze the surroundings.

This power cannot be limited, whether he uses spiritual power or divine consciousness to resist, he cannot stop that freezing power.

In addition, when urging the ice blue vertical eyes, Gu Qing's state of mind would become extremely indifferent, and he, who was already like a rock, would no longer be shaken in the slightest by foreign objects.

Gu Qing guessed.

In that state, his ability to resist the illusion must be much stronger than before, but this change consumed so many of his medium-grade spirit stones and low-grade spirit stones at one time, and attracted the blood-colored power from those hundreds of giants, thinking about it, I really don't know if it's good or bad.

He put aside his distractions and walked towards the house in the bluestone courtyard.

Moonlight.

Gu Qing, who was full of silver hair, stepped forward slowly, his eyes stayed on the little blood stains in front of the house, his divine sense spread out in all directions, but he found that in this village, half of the living people were gone, and the corpses were rotten in the house, and the death was extremely ugly.

"It's only been a few days since the outside world, what's going on?"

Gu Qing had some doubts in his heart.

He stepped lightly under his feet, and the flying sword of the Yan River supported him to rise into the sky, turning into a blood-colored light that went straight to the sky.

Breaking through the clouds, he controlled his body slightly,

His strength has undoubtedly skyrocketed.

To what extent, it's hard to say.

But this time, the degree of mutation of his spiritual power is even more exaggerated than before, and at this moment, the spiritual power in his body has all turned into pure blood, and the spiritual power of this blood color is used to perform most spells, and the power will be increased by more than three percent.

Standing in the clouds, Gu Qing overlooked the small mountain village below.

He channeled his spiritual power to his eyes.

His eyes flashed, and then the small mountain village below was shrouded in a cloud of dead air in his eyes, and the veins of this dead air spread to the east side, reaching a county seat.

That county seat is shrouded in blood and death.

"Evil cultivators slaughtering the city?"

Gu Qing's eyes flashed slightly.

If this is the case, it should not be the evil cultivators in the foundation building period.

If the evil cultivators in the foundation building period make a move, such a small county town can be slaughtered in a few breaths, which means that the people in that county town are slaughtered, and the cultivation should be in the qi refining period.

Even so, he naturally didn't mind killing the evil cultivators, making a lot of extra money, and easily saving the people who had not been slaughtered.

After Gu Qing approached the county seat, an extremely sweet breath floated over, and then countless beautiful pictures appeared in Gu Qing's mind.

He was unmoved.

The Xuehua sword appeared in his hand in an instant, and he took the Xuehua sword out of its sheath and slashed towards the empty mountain rocks on the side.

The blood-colored spiritual power spread in all directions, like blood-colored flowing water, covering a range of more than ten zhang around him, and above this blood-colored flowing water, a sudden sparkling light appeared.

Zheng!

The blood-colored sword flashed.

On the empty rock, a head with a bewitching face was the first to emerge, and in an instant, a headless body with no wisps of white flowers fell to the ground.

Without looking at the blood-spattered body, Gu Qing put his sword into the sheath, and looked into the distance, where there was a graceful figure at some point, this graceful figure, the face that brought him a bit of a familiar feeling, a pair of good-looking eyes, looking at him with hatred and joy.

"Hehuan Dao, don't you know that this is the realm of the Five Kingdoms Cultivation Alliance?" Gu Qing didn't make a rash move, he felt more than a dozen not weak breaths near that graceful figure, as long as he took another step forward, he would fall into the encirclement net.

Hehuan Dao, one of the demon gates on the continent.

The practice of this Hehuan Dao is strange, and it is often practiced by collecting yin to supplement yang, or to collect yang to supplement yin.

"What this Taoist friend said, the slave family doesn't know."

The graceful figure covered his mouth and smiled, on top of his flawless appearance, the style revealed, combined with the flesh of a hundred flowers looming under the white fog in front of him, coupled with the countless overlapping and charming illusions that emanated between a smile and a smile, even the iron man would be tempted.

It's a pity that I met Gu Qing.

He was an ascetic who had a rock-like heart for more than a hundred years, and now because of an epiphany, he almost cut off his lustful thoughts.

He didn't know if he was not the slightest bit moved, but quietly took out the close talisman and the mountain-shaking talisman, ready to tear this graceful figure apart, and directly killed the county town in the distance.

Time waits for no one, and when the evil cultivators run out, how can he obtain a large amount of cultivation resources? If you don't kill people and set fires to grab cultivation resources, is it difficult to sell them with seal painting spirit runes?

"Daoyou look at this moonlight sultry, it's better to ...... with a little woman"

The graceful figure of the jade hand stroked, as if to perform a self-desecration for Gu Qing, and then a flower in front of her eyes, the body protection aura almost did not work, and it was too late to sacrifice the magic weapon, the exposed smooth jade back was like a live target, and it was hammered into four pieces by a punch, and then by the lotus sword qi, every inch of flesh and blood was carved into a flower, and this graceful figure finally turned into a blood mist and drifted away.

Gu Qing withdrew his hand expressionlessly.

His figure was a few feet taller, and the black light on half of his body had not yet dissipated, which was caused by the mountain-shaking talisman that urged him to do so.

He took two storage bags of the graceful figure and a red jade pendant with a quick sense of consciousness, stepped on the ground with a bang, smashed the earth and stones in a radius of several zhang, and the figure jumped up violently, shooting towards the direction of the county seat.

"I still want to leave after killing my senior sister!"

"Kill him!"

Dozens of magic weapons flashing with spiritual light smashed in all directions, Gu Qing's pupils shrank, and his hands hugged up and down suddenly.

Airplanes!

The five flying swords instantly condensed at one point, mixed with his blood-colored spiritual power, and between his hands, they turned into a strange dark gold color, and then Gu Qing opened his arms without hesitation, and in an instant, the dark golden light spot the size of a grain of rice burst open.

The five-colored sword light drowned out everything around it.

Dozens of magic weapons that flashed with spiritual light flew out upside down the moment they collided with the five-colored sword light, and the five-colored sword light was also extinguished at the same time, and Gu Qing's face turned pale.

Fortunately, there was a black light that carried it for a moment, and he recalled the five flying swords back into his hand, and the Yanjiang flying sword was held at his feet, and his figure continued to fly towards the direction of the county seat.

More than a dozen scantily clad handsome men and beautiful women were revealed, all of whom were pale, and some of them had blood spilling from the corners of their mouths.

"What a murderer, there are so many of us, we can't even hold him!" A male cultivator with a slightly mature face and a few different charms said.

"Senior Sister Qing died like this, how can she explain to the elders?"

A female cultivator with blood spilling from the corner of her mouth spoke.

"What is there to explain? Tell the truth. ”

A low, magnetic voice sounded, and all the cultivators looked at the person in front at the same time, this was a male cultivator with sword eyebrows and starry eyes and a face as perfect as a carving.

"What's more, that elder may not be able to hold this person, after all, his cultivation has declined so severely......" the male cultivator said unhurriedly, his expression smiling rather than smiling.

……

When Gu Qing came to the sky above the county seat, the black light around him had not yet dissipated.

"The cultivation of the Hehuan Dao female cultivator is on the eleventh layer of qi refining, and the harvest in the two storage bags is only equal to the loss of the two spirit runes, the Mountain Shaking Talisman and the Nearby Talisman."

His heart was a little full.

The mountain-shaking talisman can also support more than a dozen breaths.

He must take advantage of these ten breaths to kill more evil cultivators.

If the power of this mountain-shaking talisman is exhausted, and he has not yet killed the next evil cultivator, then wouldn't he come here to the county seat for a trip in vain?

Gu Qing pressed the light and held five flying swords in his left hand.

The spiritual power in his body was consumed by forty percent, and the remaining fifty percent was more than fifty percent.

Five flying swords swirled around his palm, each flying sword condensed to the size of a finger's belly, with his spiritual power cultivation, trembling slightly, he was on a roof at this time, and the dead people below were bleeding like a river, but he didn't see half of the evil cultivators.

Gu Qing condensed his mind slightly, and shot towards the southeast corner of the county.

The southeast corner of the county seat.

On that day, in the courtyard made of big bluestones, the young man with a black and gray face was cooking on the fire, sitting cross-legged on a platform made of flesh and blood, and under him was a pile of corpses, with broken arms and legs sunk into the flesh and mud, like a wooden wedge stuck in the dirt.

Next to this platform made of flesh and blood, there was a scrawny female nun who was limp in a pool of blood, and a male nun who was sitting cross-legged next to the nun and pointed his index finger at the center of the nun's eyebrows.

This male cultivator is the one who was called 'Nie Immortal Master' by the villagers.

The young man sitting on the flesh and blood table sneered for a while, shouted in his mouth, and felt a little pain and resistance for a while.

His mouth kept spitting out contradictory words.

"Senior sister, don't forget, you and I are one, why bother to divide you and me now? Hurry up and merge with your senior brother, don't you want to go back to the foundation building period? ”

"Senior brother, how can you slaughter so many innocent people? Those wolf-hearted villagers are just that, why do they slaughter tens of thousands of people in this city? If there is such a big movement, I am afraid that it will immediately attract the foundation building monks of the Five Nations Cultivation Alliance, and even the old monsters of the Yudan Realm! ”

"Since you know this, you should quickly merge with your senior brother, otherwise when the foundation building monks of the Five Nations Cultivation Alliance, or even the old monster of the Jie Dan, arrive, we will both die!"

"Senior brother knows that if I compromise and disappear, if you really have that ability, you will swallow me, won't you?"

The boy's face struggled.

After a while, the young man's seven orifices have flowed out of the red blood, this red blood, into the flesh and blood cast on the high platform below, a trace of blood-colored light, spread in all directions, as if igniting the whole pool of blood, with the blood flames ignited, the young man's face struggled more and more, as if there was a force in the young man's flesh and skin, to tear the young man apart.

As a white-haired figure burst into the distance, the young man's face calmed down strangely, and the young man sat on the high platform, his indifferent eyes like looking down on ants.

"Those wastes, even a ninth-level Qi refining cultivator can't stop them, or do they want me to die?"

The voice of the young man's mouth, which was neither male nor female, sounded like the overlap of two voices, it was not difficult to hear, but it had a very special charm, and when it entered the ears of other monks, it could immediately give birth to countless fragrant and beautiful pictures, which made people uncontrollable.

The white-haired figure is naturally Gu Qing.

When he heard this, his body also reacted, but his face was still indifferent, and he looked at the young man with a hint of strangeness, and a close talisman appeared in his hand, and then his figure disappeared in an instant, appearing behind the young man.

The remnants of the black light of the mountain-shaking talisman converged towards Gu Qing's hand, and he slammed his fist towards the young man's head.

Airplanes!

But at this moment, an extremely majestic force spread out from the center of the young man's eyebrows, and the black light condensed on Gu Qing's fist was quickly peeled away, and at the same moment, Gu Qing's figure was also taken up by a huge force and hung in the air.

"Shaft, dare to make a move on me?"

Two voices overlapped each other, and the cold sounded.

Monk Tsukiki!

Gu Qing's heart sank.