"You call me Little Whiteface?"

Jiang Ding looked at Liu Hongyuan, who he hadn't seen for a long time, and said with some curiosity.

It's the first time someone has called him that, it's so novel.

"Sword ......"

Liu Hongyuan was terrified, and her teeth were chattering.

instantly recalled the scene when we met for the first time seventeen years ago, when we were seriously injured by a sword, and in the past ten years, when we surrounded and suppressed the remnants of the demon beasts in the demon country.

Everywhere he passed, there was a bloody storm, and many man-eating monsters died.

Now, this horror has appeared on me.

"Sword spare!"

Liu Hongyuan said pitifully: "The slave maid has worked hard for the dojo for so many years, there is no merit and hard work, the road is blue, the construction of the demon country, and the Tushan Immortal City is ...... today."

A ray of silver-white sword light appeared between his fingers, quickly covering his entire eyes.

"Kill!"

Liu Hongyu tore off Chu Chu's pitiful expression, and the red silk on the slender waist that Ying Ying held flew out and rolled towards the young man in Tsing Yi in front of him, and the peach blossom miasma spread around, ecstasy.

"Kill him!"

She said fiercely: "Otherwise, no one will be able to escape!" ”

Shout!

The sword intent of breaking the law is pervasive, and the silver-white sword qi instantly pierces through the best magic weapon Red Aya, and the peach blossom miasma that is ecstasy and bone-destroying is useless.

The speed did not slow down, and once again pierced through a superb magic weapon shield, tore the peach blossom shield, and flew out from a beautiful head, and the sword aura collapsed.

"Not to mention the grace of saving lives, every time you work, I have paid several times the market price of spirit stones."

"What hard do you have to work with?"

Jiang Ding said lightly.

It's nothing more than not being satisfied, lust for profit, and giving yourself an excuse to find.

In that case, damn it.

One so, one dead.

The foundation-building monks of the entire Tushan Dojo have such a wrong understanding, and the foundation-building monks of the entire Tushan Dojo will die.

Unlike the world where there is no transcendence, high-level monks are by no means restricted by the so-called bureaucracy, there is no threat, and what the foundation building monks can do, Jindan monks can do, and they can do better, it is nothing more than hard work.

"He's just in the late stages of foundation building! Kill! ”

There is no need for Liu Hongyuan to say anything, these demon cultivators around him have all grown up from killing and plundering, and the moment the young man in Tsing Yi appeared, all kinds of bone forks, bone swords, Gu worms, yin spirits, powerful ghosts, poisonous clouds and other magic weapons all greeted here, followed by various fireballs, ice swords, blood arrows and other spells.

The aura of heaven and earth was turbulent, and the power was terrifying, almost forming a torrent of magic weapons and spells.

"Yes, we're all together."

Jiang Ding looked at these demon cultivators and nodded slightly.

Even he can't completely eradicate the Nuoda Catastrophe group.

They are usually good cultivators, and they will only show their fangs at certain times, some of them die, and some serious monks become cultivators again for various reasons.

If you keep an eye on them every day, you can't do anything.

The only way to do this is to increase the number of law enforcement officers and try to keep the crime rate as low as possible.

Or, when the maid group grows up, they have a high ability to hide and move, and under more inspection, this kind of thing will gradually disappear.

Sonor!

With a sword roar, a silver-white sword qi emerged, two lives two, two lives three, and in the blink of an eye, a sword lotus flower with thirty-six petals was formed, dripping and rotating, and the edge of the petals was sharp and piercing.

One sword lotus, then a second...... The twelfth flower.

Twelve sword lotus flowers swirled around him, and between jumps, the slightest sword qi was swallowed, flying towards the magic weapons and spells in all directions.

Sneer......

In the violent aura explosion, the metal sword lotus rotated and came into contact with the bone fork, bone sword and other magic weapons, and a crisp cracking sound came, and pieces of magic weapon bone fragments were shattered and thrown away, and then pieces of poisonous clouds and fireballs that melted gold and eroded bones collapsed silently.

The sky cleared.

Artifact fragments and spell aura fell in pieces.

"Poof!"

"You're obviously in the late stage of foundation building!"

The blood refining weapon was forced, and more than thirty foundation building monks spit out a large mouthful of blood in unison, their faces turned pale, and they looked at the sky in disbelief.

Woohoo!

Six of the twelve silver-white metal lotus flowers remained, each flying in one direction.

"Run!"

"The wind is howling!"

Many demon monks shouted, burned their essence and blood, and each turned into a ray of light, splitting into many phantom clones, retreating, stealth, and all kinds of different means, fleeing in all directions.

It's not that they kindly remind that the more people who flee at the same time, the more likely they are to disperse the other party's attack and survive.

"Fellow Daoists, why struggle?"

Jiang Ding sighed.

The six metal lotus flowers suddenly burst into light, the lotus petals decomposed, and the Dao Silver-White Sword Qi appeared in the sky again, very agile and sharp, and the twelve sword qi were in a group, each tracking in all directions.

Whoa, whoa!

Twelve sword qi broke through the high-grade magic weapon of a foundation building early stage monk, tore his shield, and sliced his neck, sword qi poured into it, destroying all life in his body, and the headless corpse fell.

Looking around, the sound of banging was endless, and one by one the Demon Dao Foundation Cultivators bloomed like fireworks, and the corpses fell in pieces, piling up all over the desert Gobi.

The surroundings are quiet,

Only the whirring sound of the Gobi wind and sand whistling.

"Huh?"

Jiang Ding's divine sense swept over, and he was a little surprised: "Your name is Nine Skulls Old Demon, right?" It's quite famous, and its strength is okay, no wonder it has escaped the pursuit of the law enforcement team many times. ”

Now he has some understanding of the demonic monks who are jumping under the righteous path gate in the Xianmen TV.

Although in the eyes of the protagonist in the story, this is a big event like the sky falling.

But for the entire Tushan Immortal City, this is a very ordinary thing, and it happens all the time.

Teaching maids every day, planting molten gold teng, holding a meeting in the fairy city, dealing with the problem of reducing the production of poisonous quicksilver mines, self-cultivation, etc., everything is ranked before the elimination of unflooded demon cultivation.

After all, even if this Nine Skulls Old Demon is killed, there will still be another demon cultivator who will become the first on the wanted list of Tushan Immortal City, not that the world will be peaceful.

Crime, which emerged with the emergence of human social order, can almost never be completely eliminated, including the Xianmen.

"Spare your life!"

Under a place of yellow sand, the tall figure of the Nine Skulls Old Demon was revealed.

He was extremely humble in his mouth, and his movements in his hands were not slow, throwing out the nine skulls on his neck, turning into nine house-sized white skulls, with ghostly fire in his eyes, clicking and laughing, and killing this side, each skull had a terrifying aura in the later stage of foundation building.

The Nine Ghosts and Old Demons themselves didn't look at the results, burned their essence blood again, and flew away frantically.

"Demon cultivation that uses humans as cultivation materials, like man-eating demon beasts, cannot be forgiven."

Jiang Ding shook his head.

Two silver-white metal sword lotus flowers appeared in his hand and threw them away.

Shout!

Two silver and white lotus sword lights flew staggered.

A sword lotus flower passed through the eyebrow hole of the nine skulls, and the body the size of a house collapsed and shattered.

The other one was imprinted on the center of his eyebrows in the desperate gaze of the Nine Skulls Old Demon.

Bang!

With the sword qi in the sky, the body of the Nine Skulls Old Demon turned into flesh and blood and dissipated.

Jiang Ding didn't look at this person again, and his gaze fell on a piece of the sky.

There, the aura of the two golden pills revealed a little.

Try to make up for it, but the speed can't come up, remember, everyone rest assured.

Also, many people are worried about eighty years, this shouldn't be, the world where Jiang Tianjun is located is the world of cultivating immortals, eighty years is a very short time, please rest assured.

Don't worry about these when you see them for hundreds of years in the future.

(End of chapter)