The light of these smashed weapons and soldiers is already an arrow off the string, and it is difficult to stop.

Boom!

Click!

......

Blood and water are splattering, and flesh foam is flying.

Zi Yihe was pierced by four weapons, his intestines and white bones were exposed, his internal organs were broken, his smell was fishy, and he wanted to vomit.

The absurd Dao rhyme surged, and he stepped forward, smashing Zi Yihe's dying Yuan Shen with one foot.

"The heirs of the Big Dipper Purple Clan, you dare to kill you like this!"

"Brother Yihe, I'm late~"

The pardon roared, and the wicked sued first, and the sound spread hundreds of miles outside the Love Dust Pavilion in an instant.

In a matter of moments, more than a dozen cultivators flew over and witnessed the tragic situation in front of them.

"You ......" Several cultivators were speechless to the extreme, their voices were terrified, the origin of the matter was that they were pardoned for killing people with a knife, and even the final life-breaking blow was made up by their own hands.

However, their cold weapons inserted in Zi Yihe's corpse are even more ironclad facts, which cannot be refuted, and there is no time to refute.

"Brother Yihe, rest in peace, wait for me to kill them and pay tribute to your soul!"

With such a demeanor, it was simply a few cultivators who played out their weapons and attacked Zi Yihe, and they were stupid.

Not far away, Xu Gongzi raised his glass and did not drink, and Gu Lianci looked shocked.

The bloody scene was staged, and a dazzling military light burst out from all over Meng Yu's body, and the rhyme of the Dao that kills everything surged, and it was extremely strong.

He smashed several immortal-level weapons with his bare hands, and in a few breaths, he killed all a dozen cultivators, and the crimson blood mist stained the palace of the Dust Pavilion.

After being pardoned for killing people with a knife, planting blame, and catching thieves, he also started killing people and killing people.

It's just that, in the eyes of the cultivators who heard the sound of the future, being forgiven was avenging their best friend who had extremely deep feelings.

In the eyes of the young man, the bayonet-like essence flickered.

"It's horrible!"

"It's all immortal weapons, they were all smashed with their bare hands, is he a human being? The immortal sword made of blue phoenix immortal gold, when it has a quasi-artifact level, has also been broken out of three gaps. ”

"The forgiven body is not made of divine gold, it's too terrible, don't play like this!"

"Several of them also have early stage cultivation of extinction, and one of them is even in the middle stage of extinction, how can they be slaughtered like pigs and dogs?"

From this point of view, there is no suspense in the title of the immortal killing list, and it should be pardoned. ”

"Six Doors Recruitment Conference, if you are forgiven, you will definitely leave your name!"

Hearing the sound, the cultivators who rushed to see the excitement were all shocked by the scene in front of them.

In the battle hall fighting and killing field, there are not many such tragic eyes in front of you, but they are vividly displayed in front of you, and the impact is even greater.

Who would have imagined that before half a cup of tea, they shouted and shouted to kill, wanting to suppress and besiege and be forgiven, but after half a cup of tea, they became a pile of bones.

It is not bleak to end like this.

The celebrities of the Dust Pavilion who knew the inside story, in addition to losing their faces, they cast more admiring glances at Meng Yu.

Women, especially those who are detached from the world, have a great favor for powerful men, and yearn to be harnessed and conquered.

"It's kind of interesting. The young man raised his glass and took a sip, flicked his sleeve, tore open the void, and left without his body.

"Tear open the void with your hands, who is that kid?" the sharp-eyed one noticed the young man's actions.

Brushing his sleeves and drawing the void, such a means is definitely not something that ordinary people can have, and he must have the supreme forbidden technique, and his background is extraordinary.

In the midst of a burst of discussions, Meng Yu looked sad, cleaned up a few pieces of Zi Yihe's bones, and played a trick.

In the following days, in the Six Doors Fighting and Killing Palace, bloody scenes continued to be staged.

No matter how proud the opponent was or how glorious the battle history was, it could not change the undefeated trial of the disciples of the Ling Xuan Dao Sect.

Especially the forgiveness, he has always been killed as always, there is no suspense in victory, and from time to time he gives people an unimaginable attitude to win the victory.

The title battle of the immortal killing list will come soon.

Zi Yihe's death really ignited the anger of the Beidou Purple Clan, and said that even if the murderer has been punished, he will not stop there, and will use the blood of the murderer's relatives.

Zi Yihe's death, in-depth investigation, Gu Lianci can't shirk the responsibility. Lianchen Pavilion naturally had a very strict mouth, and did not reveal that Meng Yu was the real murderer.

The battle training of the disciples of the Lingxu Dao Sect spread like a storm from the ancient city of Yunluo to the western frontier of Mingzhou, and then spread to the central and eastern frontiers of Mingzhou.

Almost the entire young generation of cultivators in Mingzhou began to look at the ancient city from afar, and many of them even rushed to it directly.

"The battle hall fights, nine days of consecutive wins, and the battle of the title of the immortal killing list will be staged on the same day. What a Lingxu Dao sect!" The eyes of the prince of the world pierced with a fine light.

"The palace master of the Purple Pardon Heavenly Palace has been pardoned, and it is not only in the Bo Pai Festival that he can gallop across the country. The battle for the title of your immortal killing list is very exciting!"

The Holy Land of the Jiong Xuan Divine Clan, a generation of pearls of the Burning Moon, riding the green vulture divine bird, the colorful fairy cloud auspicious, frowning, beautiful as a poetic painting: "Hmph, the name of the primeval god clan has been suppressed by you, and the earth is so godly, what are the three heads and six arms." ”

The clouds fell into the ancient city, and the cultivators rushed one after another, and the grand occasion was unprecedented.

Lianchen Pavilion, the residence of the Lingxu Taoist sect, has undoubtedly become the preferred residence of those who come, and it is crowded and extremely lively.

"Black, the palace master of the Purple Pardon Heavenly Palace is forgiven, it's too dark!" "The account desk of the Dust Pavilion accepted the maid who stayed in the Qingke Immortal Modal Tomb, and was angry. "Count a large number of cultivators rushing to come, charter all the rooms of our Dust Pavilion, double the rent, and a whole empty set of white wolves, a million profits. We have become the ones who collect money for him. ”

"To be forgiven is to be a captive of wealth. It wasn't just the Dust Pavilion that started for him, he had already chartered the entire Yunluo Ancient City's guest rooms. The account manager looked at the shining immortal mound, his face full of jealousy.

"That's not all. At first, I couldn't figure out why the venue was chartered for many days, and the battle hall was a one-night thing, but now I understand that they have been preparing to drag it out for several days in a row to make enough money. The other maid also snorted.

"Envy, throw yourself into the arms of my Lingxu Dao Sect!" Elder Qingli snatched the immortal mound on the account table and threw a wink at the graceful maid.

The maidservant's crystal phoenix eyes were raised, and she pointed to the immortal mounds in Elder Qingli's arms, "Give them to me, and I'll throw them into your arms." ”

Elder Scrooge Qingli hurriedly put away the immortal mound, but he stroked his beard and muttered loudly in his mouth, "Throwing himself into his arms for money, vulgar, vulgar!"

"Who has you vulgar!" Elder Qing Deng, who was standing not far away, said sarcastically.

"The two elders, I don't know where the pardoned people have gone, but they have been here for five days. ”

Elder Qingli was about to open his mouth to fight back, Gu Lianci's ecstatic voice came, covered by light gauze and light silk, her graceful figure, concave and soft, every step was enchanting to the extreme.

Qing Deng and Qing Li glanced at the two points of cinnabar on Gu Lianci's chest and the lush green forest under the carcass a few times, and their noses were almost bleeding.

All the cultivators in the Dust Pavilion, they all pricked up their ears, they came to fight for the title of the four great masters of the Lingxu Dao Sect, and they waited for five days without a trace, and none of them wanted to explore.

For a while, hundreds of pairs of eyes turned to Qinglan and Qingli.

After a little silence, Elder Qingli said: "Fellow Daoists, don't worry, if you do a one-vote six-door immortal-level hunt, you will come back." ”

"What, they're going to be bounty hunters, and they're immortal-level hunters?!"

"Those who are hunted by the lower immortal level will definitely have the stage of divine nirvana, and it is not impossible to cultivate to the stage of nirvana. The four of them, do they already have the ability to hunt across borders?"

Elder Qingli's words set off quite a stir in the Dust Pavilion.

"The Battle Hall Fighting and Killing and Bounty Hunters are all trials drawn up by the Lingxu Dao Sect for the Six Gates' Disciple Recruitment Conference, which is a bit interesting. "The young man who drank by himself, in the corner of the Dust Pavilion, muttered to himself, his voice was very light, but it was full of a kind of magic, which made the hearts of all the cultivators in the Dust Pavilion ripple.

The eyes of all the cultivators were attracted by Xu Gongzi.

"Brother Tai, can you have a fight?" Puyang Xuanzhuo, who had red hair like flames, a heroic posture, and a face like a knife carving, Huo Ran got up to invite the battle, and the explosive gas storm was pervasive, and his eyes were like torches.

The Dust Pavilion was suddenly silent.

The second-rate Gu Clan's generation of descendants invited to fight, what a major event that shook the cultivation world, it happened so suddenly.

The sons of the Ebony Family, the first of the Miluo Divine Sect, the first of the Yuheng Palace, the first of the Seagod Pavilion, and the Holy Maiden of the Biqing Dao Palace, all of them set their sights on the young man like ordinary cultivators.

The eyes of the prince of the world directly pierced out two beams of light, hitting the young man, and the wind and clouds were surging.

Puyang Zhuo invited to fight, and Xu Gongzi definitely had an extraordinary background, even if he was not the heir of the top force, he would be a generation of second-rate forces.

This is the consensus of all cultivators.

I have to say that today's Lianchen Pavilion is very grand, and almost the entire Mingzhou young heroes have gathered in one day, and in the entire history of Lianchen Pavilion, I am afraid there are not a few days.

Xu Gongzi continued to drink elegantly, as if he had never heard Puyang Zhuo's words at all. After a long time, he replied: "You and I will eventually have a day when we will fight, but not now." ”

Xu Gongzi refused to fight, and when all the cultivators heard about it, they all felt disappointed.

"Cut, if you don't dare to fight, don't dare to fight, what kind of shelf! Why do you need Puyang Shizi to make a move, Lao Tzu can trample you on the ground. One of the cultivators couldn't hold it back, and muttered, the words as sharp as a knife.

This cultivator's spiritual platform shines with precious light, wearing dark divine armor, exuding a strong evil aura, he is a bloodthirsty and fierce god, and in the extinguishing period of the divine nirvana realm, I am afraid that there are few opponents.

"You are the first seat of the Pyloric Palace, come and have a drink. Xu Gongzi smiled elegantly, explained his origin in one word, and raised his hand to Youshangxiang.

The Pyloric Palace, an evil sect in the eastern Xinjiang of Mingzhou, a third-rate force, asked with murder, every drop of combat power was stained with blood, and the second-rate Gu clan avoided them.

Youshangxiang, the first seat of the Pylorus Palace, debuted for ten years, and also killed a murderous name, which can be said to be a young celebrity in the eastern Xinjiang of Mingzhou.

"You ......" Yu Shangxiang said with horror, he was shocked to find that his Yuan Shen was about to be summoned out of the body by Xu Gongzi, how shocking!

Zheng!

The sound of battle rang out, and a crimson scythe came out of its sheath, coated with a layer of indestructible immortal and demon light, and slashed towards Xu Gongzi.

At the last moment, the elegant young man only raised a shallow smile at the corner of his mouth.