"Wolf Howling Peak, the terrain is special, and the qi is chaotic."

Gu Qing recalled that in the Tibetan Scripture Hall of the first peak of the Xianhe Sect, he had seen a few records about the dangerous peaks of the Five Kingdoms on the map of the terrain of the Five Kingdoms.

He observed the terrain again, and found that the qi in this place was extremely chaotic, and his heart moved slightly, and he made a slight plan.

Gu Qing drew his sword out of the sheath, took out a cramped stone chamber on top of the dangerous peak, took out the Sushui Xuanzhu from the stone tablet space, condensed a phantom body, placed it in this cramped stone chamber, and took a boulder with his divine sense to block this stone chamber.

He looked around and looked for a sparse mountain forest.

With a flicker, Gu Qing came to this mountain forest.

"This is the perfect place to ambush."

Gu Qing said secretly in his heart.

He urged Sushui Xuanzhu to condense another phantom body at this prescription position, handed over the Xuehua Sword to this phantom body, and came to the opposite position of the stone chamber and the sparse mountain forest.

Then he turned the water into one function, converged the breath around his body, and condensed his divine consciousness into his body, and put the Xuehua Sword into the stone tablet space, and the whole person was immediately like a piece of rotten wood.

From the Sushui Xuanzhu in his hand, a layer of illusion spread out in all directions, and the scene above the dangerous peak under the night trembled slightly, fluctuating like a water curtain, and an invisible curtain covered Gu Qing and his second illusion body.

……

Dozens of miles away.

Two faint black rays of light quickly approached Gu Qing's direction, and soon came to the front of Wolf Howling Peak.

The two rays of light that melted into the night fell silently before the wolf howling peak, revealing two figures, a man and a woman.

The black-robed male cultivator at the eleventh layer of Qi refining was half a position behind the golden-robed female cultivator, and he looked at the dangerous peak in front of him with a cold gaze, and a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"This cultivator dares to kill someone from my Holy Sect, it's really a long life." The black-robed male cultivator turned his head, the sneer on the corner of his mouth disappeared, and with a flattering look on his face, he said to the golden-robed female cultivator, "Holy Maiden, when Leng Mou stepped forward to arrest this cultivator, he would torture and torture him, and he would definitely make this cultivator regret coming to this world. ”

The female cultivator in the golden robe did not have the slightest breath leaking out of her body, and her face was also shrouded in white veil, which was not real.

"Go ahead."

She glanced at the black-robed male cultivator.

The black-robed male cultivator was shocked when he heard this, and he clenched his fist slightly towards the golden-robed female cultivator, heading towards the dangerous peak in front of him.

After turning his head, his face also became solemn.

Although the white-haired and black-clothed cultivator who he had been following all the way, his cultivation aura was no more than the ninth layer of qi refining, but a few days ago, this cultivation actually killed a candidate saintess of the eleventh layer of the Holy Sect on the spot, and the alternate saintess died extremely neatly, so it seems that this cultivation is likely to hide his cultivation, or deliberately expose the cultivation aura of the ninth layer of qi refining, in order to lure him in, so he can't be careless.

He first took out a few spirit runes, clamped them on the tips of his fingers, and then took a red elixir in his mouth, and then sacrificed a black wheel magic weapon, which scattered a heavy luster like a black tide, drowning his body in it.

The black-robed monk slowly approached the treacherous peak.

The golden-robed nun in the back flashed a strange light in her eyes, and looked at the dangerous peaks in front of her.

She glanced at the black-robed male cultivator, and a playful look flashed in her eyes.

Then her graceful figure, with a bit of plumpness, took a step back, and disappeared into the vast night.

……

The black-robed male cultivator cautiously approached the dangerous peak.

I don't know when he felt a little uneasy in his heart.

The dangerous peak in front of him was like a giant wolf howling in the sky, the mountain wind blew up the fallen leaves on the ground, and the sound of dead branches hitting the sparse trees on the side, even if he was under the protection of the flywheel of the high-grade magic weapon, his heart could not be dissipated.

As he approached the perilous peak, the uneasiness grew.

Under the feet of the black-robed male cultivator, the invisible and silent light leaves of the fallen leaves of the mountains and forests quietly came to the side of the dangerous peak here.

Sensing the aura of the monk in the dangerous peak in front of him, he suddenly raised his body more than a foot taller, his body became extremely tall, and he suddenly threw a punch at the mountain wall.

Throat!

Under the skyrocketing figure, his originally wide black robe was propped up, and his black fist suddenly approached the mountain wall.

This mountain wall, which has existed for an unknown number of years, was crushed into the sky and scattered on the spot like a hurricane in a sand dune under the punch of this black-robed male cultivator.

In the cramped stone room, Gu Qing's phantom body condensed with Sushui Xuanzhu turned into a cloud of white qi and drifted into an invisible body under the punch of this black-robed monk.

The black-robed male cultivator sensed the monk's aura disappearing, his pupils shrank, and he realized that he had been fooled at this moment.

The black-robed monk Huo Ran turned around.

His gaze was locked on the sparse trees beside him.

If it is to ambush him, this place should be the most suitable.

"Carving insect skills!"

He let out a low cry in his mouth, pinched the tip of his fingers, and the flywheel hanging above his head spun around, scattering a black tide like a waterfall, covering the sparse trees on the side.

Together in this moment.

He stepped on his feet.

The rocks within a few zhang all burst and turned into powder, and his figure shot towards the sparse forest with the help of his strength.

The flywheel magic weapon emitted like a waterfall and black tide, smashing on the sparse forest, and a white aura shrouded figure was indeed revealed inside, and the face of this figure showed a trace of panic, and he was about to stab the long sword in his hand towards the black-robed monk, and the black-robed monk shouted loudly.

"Go!"

At the center of the black-robed monk's eyebrows, a gray light, like lightning, slashed towards the white light enveloping his body.

Burst!

Under the smashing of the black tide of the flywheel magic weapon like a waterfall, and the divine consciousness attack method of the black-robed monk, the figure shrouded in white light actually directly turned into a white qi and dispersed.

Not good!

The black-robed monk said secretly in his heart.

He subconsciously wanted to urge a few spirit runes in his hand.

But at this time.

The spiritual power in his body became sluggish, and the black qi around his body seemed to be frozen, but the long sword that was close at hand was pulled by some force behind him, turning into a cloud of cold light, covering him with a head and face.

……

Bell bell bell ......!

Under the light of the Sen Han sword that the Xuehua Sword turned into, dense white marks continued to appear around the black-robed monk's body.

Gu Qing looked at this person's body from afar, and his eyes were shining.

"Physical cultivation?"

His left hand was weak, and the ice-blue lines on his eyebrows were hidden.

With a slight spin of his left hand, the remaining four flying swords had merged with the Xuehua Sword, turning into a five-colored light, enveloping the black-robed monk who had come back to his senses.

A mist of blood bloomed.

The body of the black-robed monk was killed on the spot by the five-colored sword light condensed by the five-qi sword technique that Gu Qing hadn't used for a long time.

Although this person's physique is ridiculously strong, it is not far enough to carry this five-colored sword light with just his physical body.

This battle did not consume the spirit rune, and the spiritual power in the body was not consumed much, so it was easy to kill the cultivation of the eleventh layer of Qi refining.

Gu Qing's heart was slightly relaxed.

The flywheel magic weapon above the side fell downward, and was captured by Gu Qing with his divine sense, and his divine sense swept towards the blood mist that the black-robed monk's body turned into.

At this time, his expression suddenly changed drastically.

A figure with a faint black light lingering around his body suddenly appeared behind Gu Qing, and the fingers of this figure were mixed with a trace of black light, and gently pressed towards Gu Qing's back heart.

This press fell on Gu Qing's heart in an instant.

The golden light talisman he was holding between his fingers had been activated at the last moment, turning into a brilliant golden light, enveloping his body, but under this click, the golden light talisman turned into a golden light was crushed and annihilated in the blink of an eye.

This slender finger easily shattered Gu Qing's protective aura and penetrated the invisible diaphragm around Gu Qing's body.

Then, his beating heart was pierced.

"Xiao Langjun, it's really a good skill to kill two of my Holy Sect in a row."

The soft and glutinous sound sounded in Gu Qing's ears.

This transmission is soft and waxy.

But it was like a life talisman, which made Gu Qing's face twitch slightly.

The tremendous power of Pei Mo Neng, with this finger, poured into his body, as if it was about to crush his heart and other viscera, and the ice blue lines at the center of his eyebrows appeared, and the freezing power spread out in all directions.

The figure behind him with a faint black light lingering around him, his body stagnated, and even the huge force carried by that finger froze with the spread of this freezing power.

Another golden light lit up from Gu Qing's body, his figure rushed forward, and the red blood overflowed from his back, with the spread of the freezing power, the overflowing red blood was frozen into blood-colored ice ballast, and the freezing power spread along the blood flow, and soon the blood-colored ice ballast spread into his body, submerged into his heart, and his expression was a little weird.

His heart stopped.

Under the tremendous force carried by that finger, his heart was cracked, and between his internal organs, subtle black qi was flowing rapidly.

The flow of qi and blood around him gradually slowed down, and his eyes were even darker, as if death was not far ahead.

Gu Qing turned around and glanced at the person behind him.

"Who are the seniors?"

Gu Qing asked in a deep voice with an expressionless face.

At the same time of inquiry, he took out the wood spiritual liquid, and directly poured it towards the wound on his back with his divine sense, and his hand clenched the mountain-shaking talisman, unwilling in his heart.

He should have prepared some healing pills earlier, if he had prepared some pills like Baibi Pill earlier, at this moment, how could he die so easily?

The thought flashed through my mind.

He laughed bitterly in his heart.

The female cultivator in this golden robe was definitely not a monk in the Qi refining period.

Such a monk was scheming, plotting against him, he was only afraid of any healing elixir, and he would not be able to dispel the black qi that was scurrying around in the five internal organs at the moment.

Gu Qing took advantage of the freezing power to freeze the female cultivator's figure slightly, and she had already flown out dozens of zhang, standing on top of a boulder frozen in ice and snow, with a cliff on one side.

The reason why he asked was because at a glance, he noticed that the nun in the golden robe was looking at him with a look of surprise.

Even if he seemed to be about to die, Gu Qing didn't have the idea of waiting for death, he wanted to send a close talisman, escape under the cliff, and then enter the stone tablet space.

The nun's cheeks were filled with excitement.

"Divine will?"

She looked at the black-clothed and white-haired young man on the cliff and asked.

"What divine will?"

Gu Qing's voice became even lower, and as the black qi surged through his body, the blackening in front of him had become even more serious.

His figure swayed slightly.

"The kind of method that Xiao Langjun just used is divine will, I never thought that Xiao Langjun actually has divine ......will," the golden-robed female cultivator's face became more excited, she looked at the crumbling black-clothed white-haired young man in front of her, licked her red lips, and the voice was still so soft and glutinous, "How about Xiao Langjun join my Holy Sect?" As long as you join my Holy Sect, then Xiao Langjun doesn't have to die. ”

"Okay."

Gu Qing didn't hesitate.

His divine consciousness has been condensed into his body, trying to pull out the black qi that is scurrying between the five internal organs, and the powerful divine soul power that he can rely on many times, but at this time, it is not easy to use at all, his divine consciousness is immediately corroded by the rapid corrosion when it comes into contact with the black qi, and the sharp pain caused by it makes his eyebrows beat constantly.

As for the blood-colored spiritual power in his body, it was also under this black qi, and it collapsed at the touch of a button, and soon shrank to the two positions of the dantian qi sea and the Shenque acupoint.

Between his internal organs, the originally faint black qi has grown a lot stronger with the spiritual power and divine soul power that devoured him, turning into small black snakes, mercilessly devouring his remaining spiritual power and divine sense, and most of the small black snakes soon fused together again, converging into a black qi giant snake, wandering wantonly in the hundred bones in his body.

Gu Qing's eyes were like a black curtain.

"Didn't you let me join the Holy Church?"

Checkmate is not dead, Gu Qing's heart moved slightly.

With difficulty, he looked at the golden-robed nun.

The golden-robed nun was still standing in place, looking at him with a little excitement, and he couldn't help but laugh a little in his heart.

"Teasing? The monks in the foundation building period are so naïve? ”

Gu Qingyun exerted his strength and sneered coldly.

He knew that the golden-robed nun would not let him die.

He was sure that the nun had something for him to do.

"Which one are you talking about?"

The expression of the golden-robed female cultivator suddenly became a little more displeased, and her figure flashed, and she teleported to Gu Qing's side.

This woman gently slapped her palm on the dantian qi sea close to Gu Qing, and the black qi giant snake that was scurrying in Gu Qing's body was easily taken away by her.

Immediately, the woman flicked her fingers and flicked a jet-black pill into Gu Qing's mouth, and the jet-black pill melted in her mouth and swept towards the hundred bones in Gu Qing's body.

The remaining black qi in Gu Qing's body was stripped away by the medicinal power of this pill.

After a few breaths, the medicinal power of this pill was wrapped in the residual black qi in Gu Qing's body, and in his dantian qi sea, it condensed into a black illusory light cocoon.

"In the future, you will be a registered disciple of this holy woman, and you will be given the name ......," the golden-robed nun paused for a moment, "Give the name Black Dragon." ”