"Extremely small, very small."

"Something almost impossible."

"Let the old man meet."

Among the peaks of the Fire Vein,

A red-haired old man closed his eyes and opened them suddenly, and the aura of the foundation building peak spread unreservedly.

"Fortunately, even so, the old man is prepared."

"Brother Chengye, go all the way."

His eyes were cold.

"What about the true innate sword body?"

"A dead genius is no longer a genius!"

"And the old man, in this autumn of the bloody slaughter hall, he is the most likely person in the sect to form a golden pill, without definite evidence, can the ancestor still kill the old man?"

"Even if he is killed, the old man has no regrets!"

Zhou Sleepy Dragon showed a determined look.

"Without the Nine Tricks Golden Fruit after seventeen years, I only have less than half of the possibility of success at most, which is nothing more than early death and late death!"

suddenly

A ray of blue light flashed on the spell mirror.

"Impossible!"

"This is the foundation, the foundation!"

"Tsukiki!"

Zhou Sleepy Dragon roared out of shape, and his firm Dao heart, which was not afraid of death, was washed to pieces.

……

A blue flying sword,

From the center of Jiang Ding's eyebrows, he flew out little by little.

At the moment it appeared, within a radius of a thousand meters, a terrifying sword intent descended, as if a great blue sun fell on everyone's hearts, burning all the divine senses to prying eyes, and the divine soul was blank and frozen.

"What is this?!"

"You're obviously a seventh-level Qi cultivator!"

The gray-robed old man shouted in fear, feeling something.

Shout!

With the blessing of the magnetic pattern, the speed of the azure flying sword was incredibly fast, and it almost disappeared within the range of the divine sense.

In an instant, it fell on the skull of the fire dragon condensed by the gray-robed old man who had consumed all his mana and essence blood.

Pierced through its skull.

The fire dragon froze for a moment, the spiritual light collapsed and dissipated, and the spiritual light of a fire dragon crescent supreme magic weapon dimmed, falling, and there was an extra hole in the center, which was clearly visible, and it had been scrapped.

In another moment, the head of the gray-robed old man who was about to use some more spell appeared and passed through with a little brain.

Builds a base shield that has no effect.

"Zhou ...... Harm my heir! ”

The gray-robed old man with a big hole in his head fell weakly, his eyes were full of tears, full of remorse, and he seemed to have a premonition that his son who had already obtained a Tsukidan and was about to take it would do.

Bang!

His body fell to the ground, sending a cloud of smoke and dust.

"This ......"

Li Qingyun's eyes showed a look of horror.

"But what?"

Jiang Ding stood up, flew to the sky dozens of meters high, looked at the fire veins in the distance, and seemed to see the appearance of a red-haired old man in it.

For a long time, no one answered.

All the disciples, including Li Qingyun, lowered their heads.

Shout!

The Taiqing Flying Sword fell, and the necks of the more than twenty inner and outer disciples who had the most fear and resentment in their hearts went around, their heads fell to the ground, and a large stream of blood sprayed into a spring, which was majestic.

The surrounding disciples were sprayed with blood, trembling, but they never dared to stand up.

Shake off the blood, and the sword is in the center of the eyebrows.

Jiang Ding turned into a ray of light and flew back to the top of Jinling Mountain.

"Sending off guests."

"Yes!"

"Congratulations to the little uncle."

Liu Sanqi bowed respectfully and glanced at the surviving disciples around him, as well as Li Qingyun and others, who were the disciples of Elder Taishang.

The crowd breathed a sigh of relief, and scattered like birds and beasts.

……

"I'm too petty."

On the Heavenly Thunder Peak, the white-eyed old cultivator was silent for a long time and sighed.

This matter was not promoted by him on his own initiative, but he also knew about it and did not come out to stop it at the first time.

At that time, in my heart,

I have never felt ashamed of being fooled by a mortal.

"It's mainly been eight years, who would have thought that a mortal wouldn't go down a step from the top of the mountain for eight years, and he would never practice qi, and he would always look like an innate martial artist."

"In the end, the innate sword body is the innate sword body, even if it is mutilated and the road ahead is unknown, you can also practice qi and reverse slash to build a foundation."

Wednesday Yan also sighed.

"But no matter what the excuse, senior brother, you are a small family, short-sighted, and you can't run away if you don't know people."

"A mere second-order top-grade spirit vein, less than 20,000 spirit stones have been produced in eight or nine years, and if you lose it, you will lose it, so you should buy a lesson for your own vision, what else can you do?"

"Senior brother, I'm just talking about cool things, and I just mentioned it in advance, seeing that you didn't approve of it, senior brother, I didn't bother to say it, so it can be seen that I am not a long-term vision, generous and heroic person."

Wednesday Yan sighed again.

"My senior brother originally played a trick when he was introduced, and this time, this innate sword body did not have much recognition of the sect...... Alas. ”

"Even if he is ignorant now, he will know everything when he grows up and experiences it in the future."

"What do you mean......"

The white-eyed old cultivator hesitated.

"Senior brother, don't think about it, it doesn't mean anything."

Wednesday Yan Zheng color road.

"After all, I didn't tear my face, at least there is still a little bit of affection, and in the future, the sect will be in trouble, if it is not too difficult, will this person still stand by and watch?"

"As for sparing your life and doing your best to preserve the sect, don't think about it anymore."

"Well, it's okay, if you choose ...... at first"

There was a look of chagrin between the white-eyed old cultivator's eyebrows, and he quickly restrained his emotions and turned cold: "Chu Fengxi, the master of the golden vein, tried in vain to murder the elders of the sect, and he was executed immediately!" ”

"Zhou Sleepy Dragon ......"

He hesitated a little and looked at the rough man in front of him.

"Think about it, give me some time, brother."

Wednesday Yan also struggled a little.

The children of the family, the pinnacle of the foundation, have a success rate of half of the golden pill, and are registered disciples, and they are naturally inclined to the family.

Although the talent is not as good as the innate sword body, the affection is not trivial.

"On the occasion of the life and death of the sect, it may be good to have one more Jindan's half-percent......"

On Wednesday, Yan said something in a hurry.

The white-eyed old Xiu's lips squirmed for a moment, but he didn't say anything.

As a junior brother, I have been together since I was young, and after many bloody battles in the sect and how many secret arrows in the sect hurt people, I have always stood firmly with myself.

At this time, how can he bear to destroy with his own hands the half-chance that he will continue to continue the family's prosperity and prosperity?

Moreover, it is indeed a child who has grown up watching from a young age.

"If he can kill, let him kill him when he grows up, I don't object."

The white-eyed old cultivator sighed.

"Zhou Sleepy Dragon is not strict with the children of the clan, and he is punished for thinking about the cliff, thinking about it for seventeen years, thinking about the cliff without authorization, and dying!"

His tone was suddenly cold: "Zhou Chengye, the whole family is slaughtered, Zhou Kun, the whole family is slaughtered, all the inner and outer disciples involved in this matter, the whole family is slaughtered." ”

"Compensate the little junior brother, a million lower grade spirit stones."

A talisman flew down the mountain with heavy blood and landed in the middle of the Punishment Hall.

A monk in the late stage of foundation building who was sitting cross-legged repeatedly confirmed the authenticity of the talisman, and sent out dozens of talismans to fly in all directions.

Moments later,

More than 20 foundation building monks gathered, without any delay, and entered the main peak of the golden vein, scolding, scolding, and begging for mercy were endless, and the mana fluctuations of the foundation building broke out violently.

Finally, return to peace.

A beautiful and graceful woman's head was lifted out of the mountain.

Thank you to the alliance leader of the Mo Phantom Sky Boss, there is a little problem with the liver now, and I will have to wait for some time, I'm very sorry.

Tomorrow's update may be delayed.

(End of chapter)