The air was dead quiet.

Only Luo Jiuqiu was still leisurely shaking his mask in the audience, and the rest of the people had complicated and distorted faces, and they all wanted to scream but tried to hold back.

Many of the monks stepped back, their hands on their weapons at their waists, lest they be caught in the pond.

This person must not have killed some of the four gods and stripped them of their clothes and masks, right?

made such a big death, but he also danced in front of the Lord of the Four Gods of Man.

A big war is coming.

Outsiders don't know, but the people of the Four Gods Society are Menqing. When they first joined the Church, the first thing they did after getting these seemingly ordinary clothes and masks was to confess the Lord with blood, and since then the clothes and masks are unique, and can only be worn by one person, if anyone forcibly wears them, they will be burned to death by fire, and once they are put on, all the people of the Four Divine Societies will have mutual induction.

Now the induction between them and Luo Jiuqiu seems to be nothing, and it is really difficult to judge what kind of path the other party is for a while. Even though the other party's words are full of loopholes and all kinds of distractions, however, the black robe and mask are real.

There is no order of the four gods worshiped by the Four Gods Club, and there is no so-called first god, but there are four divine envoys, corresponding to the envoys of the four gods, and the four gods are the black-robed believers of their different factions, and the group of black-robed believers of the Four Gods Society in front of them is under the seat of the Qinglong Divine Envoy.

Luo Jiuqiu stroked the black robe belt on his body, tilted his head and said, "Brothers, I won't be angry because I said that the Vermilion Bird God is the first god, right?" ”

Obviously, Luo Jiuqiu knew a little bit of the inside story.

A black-robed believer frowned, looked at Luo Jiuqiu suspiciously, did not hide the killing intent in his eyes, and proposed: "Senior brother, it is better to kill by mistake than to let go, it is better to ......"

The leader of the Four Gods Society raised his hand to interrupt his junior disciple, and said to Luo Jiuqiu: "Beauty always has the right to be willful, and they are also believers in the four gods, so don't worry too much." ”

After that, he walked away with a group of juniors and disciples very peacefully, and before leaving, he even said to Luo Jiuqiu very friendly: "There will be a period later." ”

"There will be a date later."

Luo Jiuqiu gently bowed his head, his fingers curled, and a transparent silk thread loomed between his fingers.

A white light flashed on the back of the neck of the leader of the Four Divine Societies.

Luo Jiuqiu collected the silk thread, the smile on the corner of his mouth was like nothing, he slowly took off his black robe and cloak, threw it away without pity, and threw it into the space ring.

A great war dissipated invisibly.

The surrounding monks had already disappeared.

Gao Zun is dead, the formation dissipates, and the Four Gods Society is also gone, and if you don't run away, who knows what else there will be.

What's more, there is a crazy criticism of how to look at how abnormal it is.

Zhang Zhi and Ling Shuangshuang haven't left yet.

Ling Shuangshuang was rather heartless, and asked Luo Jiuqiu directly: "The seniors are really the people of the Four Gods Society?" ”

Luo Jiuqiu was not angry, shook the mask in his hand, put it on his head casually, and said quietly: "There is a grudge." Sooner or later, they will be destroyed. ”

Ling Shuangshuang trembled, looked directly into the other party's eyes, and felt that he was facing a dark abyss, bottomless, and murderous. She wisely didn't ask why the leader of the Four Divine Societies seemed to have taken the wrong medicine.

Luo Jiuqiu's heart was like a splitting pain, and his throat was fishy and sweet, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood because of the surging backlash.

Luo Jiuqiu enjoyed the pain, felt the taste of being alive, his mind drifted into the distance, and remembered a little old thing. But before the old thing could become a shadow, a figure floated out in the distance, a figure that turned to ashes and she knew it.

Not far away, someone was shouting in surprise: "The ban is open!" It's time to get out! ”

Following the bustle, the living dead and the mad monks staggered slowly in the direction of the city gate, moving slowly, and it was estimated that they could not leave the city until the sky collapsed.

There was a surge of light and shadow at the gate of the city, and several figures flew from outside the city, shouting and asking what was going on.

Responsible, such as Zhang Zhi and Ling Shuangshuang, stepped forward with weapons to restrain the living dead and the frantic monks who were crawling like turtles, and explained to the other monks who arrived.

The four purple-clothed pig-headed brothers were first-class, and the ghosts cried wolves and ran around, as if the crisis had not been resolved.

There were also foreign monks who happened to bump into the departure of the Four Gods at the gate of the city, the number of people on both sides was equal and the cultivation was good, a glance at each other sparks splashed, and they moved their hands, and the formation and sword light and sword shadows bloomed, and the screams and roars were mixed.

Noisy, chaotic, swords.

But there was a person who was independent of the world, dressed in white like snow, walking slowly, shuttling through the world, but it did not cause any commotion, and even except for Luo Jiuqiu, no one noticed that there was such a person in Baiyun City.

The first time he saw this person, Luo Jiuqiu suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and the wound that had been pierced six hundred years ago seemed to have cracked open.

Probably because the person who did it was right in front of him.

At the same time, the man in white suddenly raised his eyes, his eyes were cold and ruthless, like an ice field, and his temperament around him was cold and piercing.

The whole is not like a mortal.

The arc of the smile on the corner of Luo Jiuqiu's mouth gradually expanded, and the long sword in his hand suddenly appeared, and the killing intent surged like a wave.

The man in front of him has a long posture, a noble temperament, a single figure can fascinate people, as soon as he raises his eyes, his eyes are indifferent, like an ice pick piercing into people's hearts, and his face is handsome and extraordinary, but he also rejects people thousands of miles away.

When ordinary people see it, they either dare not look at it directly, or they are afraid and dare not blaspheme.

Luo Jiuqiu's gaze collided with it, the pain in his heart became more and more intense, and the long sword in his hand buzzed and roared.

The wave of killing intent materialized and turned into a buzzing sound.

The man took a step forward and stopped at Luo Jiuqiu's position three steps away, and the ice formed under his feet, freezing for thousands of miles.

Luo Jiuqiu's gaze slowly crawled over the other party's eyes and face, and finally stopped at the tips of the other party's fair-skinned and good-looking fingers.

It was a pair of ruthless hands that slashed demons and killed her.

Other people may be ruthless and don't talk much, but he is ruthless and doesn't speak.

is so chic, I can't help but be fascinated by him back then.

Luo Jiuqiu moved his restless fingers, and murmured in his heart: "I really want to chop off the other party's hand." ”

Luo Jiuqiu's eyes gradually glowed red.

The man seemed to be unaware of the killing intent that permeated his surroundings, his gaze was as if there was nothing, and he was fixed on the top of Luo Jiuqiu's head without emotion, and his indifferent eyes lasted for a quarter of an hour, and in the next second, there was no warning with a trace of confusion. But this confusion is suppressed under the expressionlessness of the face, and it is impossible to see it if you don't look carefully.

Luo Jiuqiu raised his eyes and smiled at the man, the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, and said faintly: "I haven't seen you for a long time, Yunfu Sword Venerable." ”

Yunfu's gaze from top to bottom did not shift, and he frowned and asked, "Have we met?" ”

Luo Jiuqiu raised his eyebrows and said in surprise: "After all, we have slept and killed each other, you don't even know me?" ”

Yunfu's brows furrowed even deeper, he became confused and impatient, and his cold aura faintly burst.

Luo Jiuqiu simply knows this person's character too well, if he is unhappy, he will make a move, and if he determines something, he will go all the way to the dark.

Maybe this killer of hers thought she was teasing him.

God knows, she's telling the truth.