What should I do if the weather is not good for people and discord?

Anyone who hates himself for having two fewer legs so that he can run faster. Easily getting rid of the mysterious giant demon beast did not allow him to turn the corner from time to time.

He went from the battlefield where the monks of the two sides were fighting, and unluckily ran into a battlefield where three waves of people confronted him, and turned into a sandwich biscuit that could not be escaped.

He thought that it was really possible for him to be possessed by the god of decay, and this way he walked, stumbling and stumbling, full of dangers, and brushing shoulders with death every time.

It's also incredible, and there is an empty river beach ahead. The river has long since dried up, leaving only countless large and small pebbles to cover the sky, with no end in sight.

As soon as he appeared, people from all directions suddenly appeared as if by magic.

Three waves of people, one wave of clothes are black, one wave is white, and one wave is variegated. The black one he knew, there was a big god rust pattern on it, and it was the first god spirit sect in the world.

Their disciples were the most numerous, and they were the most neatly dressed, and it seemed that there were not many people who died.

Of the monks in white clothes, there were only seven left. The state is a little embarrassed, not to mention the messy clothes, and the body is also scarred.

Although it was the first time they had seen each other, their clothes were embroidered with pink soul eater flowers, but they had heard from passers-by at the tea stall that they were the notorious Soul Eater Sect.

It is said that the sect master of this sect is a female cultivator, and her cultivation has just broken through the sea spirit stage, and she is a new powerhouse.

But the means of her breakthrough made people in the cultivation world ashamed. actually stole the innate spiritual consciousness of a secular girl for his own use, and made the other party a fool and a fool.

Therefore, in the villages and towns around this sect, there are few normal women, all of whom have suffered from her poisonous hands, and were once rumored to be the land of heavenly curses by ignorant mortals.

Due to the strength of their sect, no one dared to brush their beards, which also fueled their arrogance, and the disciples in the sect did the same, and they had the audacity to extend their claws to the female cultivators in the cultivation world.

In this short day, there were no less than three female cultivators who encountered their poisonous hands. Of course, the price they pay for this is not small.

There was a wave of monks in variegated clothes, but none of them were recognized. Although the other party is just an ordinary disciple, everyone is very well-equipped, and the momentum that emerges from their bodies has faint signs of suppressing the Divine Spirit Sect.

The first to stand up and speak was a disciple of the Divine Spirit Sect, pointing his sword at any of them, and said with a very arrogant attitude,

"Where did the stinky beggar come from, dare to break our momentum, and suffer death!"

Any one of them feels that he is innocent, he is just passing by, how can he break the other party's momentum.

He didn't know that these three people were competing in a kind of magic, in order not to be taken advantage of by outsiders, they made an invisible circle, shrouded everyone in it, and the competition reached a critical moment, and the arrival of any of them broke their circle and interrupted the competition.

As he spoke, the sword in the other party's hand galloped in, and he was like a rainbow, and he had the posture of cutting any one of them into eight pieces.

There is no other way but to kill him.

However, God really can't bear to let him die, and always gives him a torch at a critical juncture.

A long stick struck Long in the face and sent the sword flying.

The sound of "吭~~" was so harsh that it made anyone close his eyes in pain and tightly cover his ears.

He was so uncomfortable, and there was a depressed dullness in his heart that made him breathless. The ear acupoints were even more painful, and the hands he was holding were wet and glutinous, obviously bleeding.

"Poof~~~ surnamed Fan, let me teach this troublemaker a lesson, do you want to meddle in your affairs?"

The disciple of the Divine Spirit Sect was interrupted in his spell, obviously receiving a lot of backlash, and a mouthful of blood gushed out from his heart, but it was more seriously injured than any of them.

Withdrawing the wooden stick, the person who made the shot blew the bangs in front of his forehead in a chic manner, and said lightly: "This person is just a mortal, the Immortal Ancestor once warned you, mortals are the cornerstone of the cultivation world, you must take more care of them, and bless them to reproduce and prosper." ”

"Now that you are killing innocents indiscriminately, the people of my Sea Spirit Sect can't sit idly by. ”

The Divine Spirit Sect stood up again, standing in front of the injured disciple, and said with an ugly expression,

"Ha! What Sea Spirit Sect, I haven't heard of it, I'm going to kill him, how do you want to uphold justice?"

As the first sect outside the world, their actions cannot be criticized by outsiders, especially such a small sect that has no popularity, daring to ride on their necks and preside over justice in front of them, it is simply a slap in the face of Chi Guoguo.

The monk with the wooden stick sneered, "He~~ Lonely and unheard, you sit in the well and watch the sky, I don't know that there is a sky outside the sky." Do you think that the battle just now is really a sure win? It's just a warm-up and a little fun. ”

"What are you talking about? Don't be ashamed, a group of rabble, cultivated to no two taels, but bragging has a pound, and has the ability to save the life of this stinky beggar under my hands, come and talk to us on an equal footing!"

For the sake of the sect's face, the disciples of the Divine Spirit Sect made a bloody investment, directly took out a red rune paper, and instantly crushed it after chanting words in their mouths.

I saw a thunder dragon the thickness of a baby's arm, visible to the naked eye, with its mouth wide open, rushing towards any of them.

"Ha! It's actually a thunderbolt talisman, I can't imagine such a place of the end of the spirit, and such a third-level spirit treasure, I really underestimate you. ”

"But ......," the monk with the stick smiled evilly, "such a method is too childish!"

He took out a spirit treasure without further delay, but the color was a little darker than that of the Divine Spirit Sect, and shouted, "The spirit treasure is out of the sheath!"

As the spirit treasure shattered, a sword with a blue light appeared in mid-air, a foot long, and rushed towards the thunder dragon at the speed of the lightning treasure.

The two fought in front of either of them, and the output of the cyclone was so strong that he was so unsteady that he almost lost his clothes.

Cold! The strong wind swept away the remaining heat in the body.

Hungry! The hungry stomach was aching mercilessly.

Heaven and earth are so big, why, I have to suffer so much, why can't I live my life in peace?

Could it be that the desire to become a strong man is so intolerable in heaven and earth? He shouted silently in his heart.

The competition between the two Lingbao, in addition to the level advantage of the Lingbao, also depends on the realm of the caster. It was just a cup of tea, and the thunder dragon was slashed by the blue sword a few times, and its body was looming, and it was almost impossible to maintain it.

"Bastard!" the disciple of the Divine Spirit Sect cursed, and took out another spirit treasure in pain, which was already his entire net worth.

Soon, a white tiger leaped and appeared in the battle. Two to one, no matter how strong the blue sword is, it can't resist it, and it will soon show a defeat.

"Bully me without a spiritual treasure?he~~~ Let your hillbilly have a long experience!"

I saw him "brush" and take out a few spiritual treasures, and smashed them without feeling distressed at all.

The spiritual power is turbulent, and for a while, the wind and clouds change color, and everything suffers, and the first to bear the brunt is the one who is weak.