After killing thousands of tribulations along the way, many divine craftsmen finally came to the hinterland of the Yuanbao Sect, which is a platform with a length of thousands of zhang and width, with several hills suspended around it, and iron cables connected to each other, which shows that the shaper's good intentions can arrange this kind of spirit gathering array, which is convenient for disciples to cultivate.

However, now on this empty platform, there is a river of blood, and nearly a hundred disciples of the Yuanbao Sect who have fallen to the ground have fallen to the ground, and their veins are completely extinguished, even if they use the Heavenly Lantern of Destiny, I am afraid it will be difficult to resurrect.

Under the joint suppression of the nine great qi refining masters, the Yuan Treasure Sect was in turmoil, I have to say that this sect is indeed very powerful, after being wiped out by hundreds of people in a row, the sect disciples who rushed to come more and more!

"The people of the Xiuzhen Alliance have finally been killed, whether our Yuan Treasure Sect survives or perishes, the husband is responsible!

An old man with a gray beard walked out of the crowd and let out this sigh, and he raised his palms in front of the retreating crowd, facing the nine great craftsmen.

Fang Lei could see that this old man must have reached the age of ancient rarity, and his cultivation was also extremely low, probably only in the late stage of Qi Sense. Although the old man's force value is very low, he obviously has a temperament that is rare for ordinary people.

This is the breath of Confucianism!

"You people, if you want to go further, you must first step over my corpse before speaking! I am willing to save the entire mountain gate with my own body!"

As a member of the Yuan Treasure Sect, the old man naturally said this to the nine supreme powerhouses.

"Yes, since you can't beat us, let's step on our corpses. The Sect Master will definitely avenge us!"

As soon as these words came out, the other Yuanbao Sect disciples raised their heads as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, and many disciples who were still afraid of war also stood behind the old man.

One person, ten people, the last one actually gathered thousands of people, many of them were Qi Sect level masters, and there were also Qi Sense level newcomers who had not been joining the mountain gate for a long time, and everyone formed a long dragon together, everyone was solemn and solemn, with a resolute demeanor before dying.

This is the essential gap between the Divine Craftsman and the Qi Sect, and in the face of the nine great Divine Craftsmen joining forces, it is definitely the existence of a meat grinder. Therefore, whether the Qizong-level master fights or not, it will only be an end.

On the contrary, it was the old man's method that made everyone use their strength and power to arouse their blood, and in the face of the manic and murderous Nine Great Divine Craftsmen, they knew that all resistance was in vain, and it was better to fill it with their bodies and lives.

Fang Lei could see at a glance that the old man standing in front of him, his physical body was obviously caused by natural aging, and his aura was only slightly stronger than the second heaviest body of ordinary flesh - martial artist level, which could only show one problem, this person's qualifications were average, and he didn't know why Lu Dao joined the Yuan Treasure Sect!

"Huh?"

The Red Moon Sword in his hand was as iron as clay, and just half an arc of sword qi flew a head, and the Jiyang Daoist found that there was a situation here, so he stepped forward and sneered, "You old guy, you are already dying, and your mantis arm is a car, you are simply tired!"

Even so, Daoist Jiyang stopped Long Yingyun, who came to kill the old man!

A person like Daoist Jiyang who cultivates is not as strong as other people! Not to mention that the person who blocked him was no different from an ordinary person in Jiyang's eyes, and he was inexplicably a little reluctant to start. In the scuffle just now, Jiyang slaughtered seventy or eighty people by himself, and he was covered in blood. There was an invisible suppressive force in his words, which made the old man take a step back and spit out half a mouthful of blood in a muffled voice.

This is a means to force back the nameless old man!

"Don't think!"

The old man tore open his clothes with a bang, revealing his thin ribs, "Come on, come on, kill me, will it be able to accomplish you?"

Ji Yang persuaded in an impatient tone, "The last time I warned you, retreat quickly, we are only here to avenge your atrocities in Luochuan." ”

"Hmph, if someone else kills someone, it's about our birds. You break into the Yuan Treasure Sect, we can't stop it. But again, if you want to kill it, you have to step on our corpses, you can kill me alone, a hundred people, but I don't believe it, you can kill all of us!"

The old man was stern in his words, as if he regarded himself as a savior.

Fang Lei, who was in a state of invisibility, shook his head, and then he saw that this person was just a sour old Confucian, although his words were reasonable, he didn't understand how the cultivation realm was weak, and it was no wonder that his cultivation was so low.

Fang Lei had a serious displeasure with the old man because of this, he traveled from the afterlife, there are many 2Bs in reality, it seems that if this old man is in his own time, he also belongs to this kind of person, who can open his mind and try to use his arms as a car - this kind of person is either a true sage, or a complete second goods.

Obviously, in Fang Lei's judgment, the old man belonged to the latter. His indifferent voice rang out.

It's a condescending, totally superior tone.

"Old guy, you don't have any talent for cultivating truth, you shouldn't appear in the Yuanbao Sect at all, perhaps, being a teacher or something, it's more suitable for you!"

"Dare to despise me so much, you...... What about people?"

The old man hadn't heard where the sound was coming from, and the sharp-eyed Jiyang Daoist had already noticed that there were fluctuations in the air. After all, he is a Qi Refining God craftsman-level master, and Fang Lei's stealth technique can be easily broken within more than ten meters!

"Lord Chen, don't!" Jiyang Zhidao Fang Lei had already made a move, but unfortunately it was too late to stop it. I saw a blood fountain rising, and Fang Lei used the blood trough dagger, which had been accurately inserted into the old man's neck.

The dagger was pulled diagonally, and the old man was directly disemboweled.

"Hmph, why not!" Long Yingyun scoffed at Jiyang's kindness, but instead showed a hint of admiration for what Chen Daoan had done.

Once in combat mode, the invisibility spell is immediately broken.

Fang Lei kicked this sour Ru away, and at the same time revealed a rare iron-blooded side, he shouted at Long Yingyun and the others, "Senior Long, don't kill me quickly." Kill, kill this group of people, otherwise once the gold ingots come back, it will be difficult for us to get out. ”

This sentence seems to be intentional or unintentional, reminding the Jiyang Dao people, making the gods and craftsmen hang in their hearts, and even the Jiyang Dao people themselves secretly regret that they are a little confused!

"How can I be merciful, which one of the Yuan Treasure Sect is not full of evil, and it will only lead to the current situation after killing our disciples first?" Thinking of this, Daoist Jiyang was also relieved.

And over there, when the disciples of the nearly thousand Yuan Treasure Sect saw that the old man was killed, it was as if the monument in their hearts had collapsed, and immediately, dozens of waves of qi rushed in, including all kinds of flying swords and hidden weapons, all of which were tightly locked on Fang Lei.

"Hmph, fight with me, don't you think that I am also like you, I don't have iron-blooded preaching, and I still want to become a Buddha on the ground?"

Fang Lei sneered, he felt that something that had been restricting his cultivation seemed to be gradually disappearing, and the expansion power of the muscles and internal organs in his body was also significantly improving!

"It turns out that if you want to reach the Qi Sect level, the breakthrough in form and meaning is completely mind-based, and if you are too benevolent, you will seriously bind yourself. If you are too cruel, you will fall into the devil's way! I will kill people today, and the only reason to convince myself is that they should be killed!"

The word "should be killed" appeared in his mind, and it immediately made Fang Lei's cultivation skyrocket!

Fang Lei suddenly brightened, and at the same time, he immediately released an air shield!

One, two, three!

Triple air shield, more than two meters high, frontal protection!

Wave......

Countless qi moves and flying sword magic weapons of different intensities poured in, but they didn't break through Fang Lei's guarding magic trick.

The reason is very simple, the stone Buddha in Tianmen Mountain has completely transformed Fang Lei's body, and there is a gelatinous object like ice jade flowing in his blood, not to mention the specially condensed qi shield, its defensive ability is even better than that of the Qi Sect level peak master.

With a wave of his palm, Fang Lei emitted a burst of aura with chalcedony light, knocking a young man from the Qi Realm into the air a hundred meters away, and nailed him to the stone wall at the very end.

Fang Lei didn't stop doing anything, with a wave of his big hand, the whole person swept over like a hungry wolf.

Compared to killing the enemy with his anger, Fang Lei preferred to use this innate aura to add to the blade, as simple and direct as killing the old man.

"This person is obviously just angry, why is he so cruel!"

Many disciples of the Yuanbao Sect didn't know any Fang Lei or Chen Daoan at all, they only thought that the person with the lowest level in this realm must be the weakest, but they didn't expect Fang Lei's martial arts skills to be very outstanding, dodging left and right, and flying swords were easily dodged by him.

I want you to die, never live!"

Fang Lei's killing intent rose sharply, facing this group of young qi refiners who angered him, Fang Lei's body was like a rolling spinning top, and an endless stream of energy quickly appeared on the small dagger, and suddenly, he was like a rapidly shaking ghost fire, fighting among the crowd of Yuan Treasure Sects with different cultivation levels.

If you practice a Qi Realm master, you will have considerable lethality when you reach the Qi Realm, which is probably equivalent to the penetration of a strong bow and arrow, and pull a three-stone longbow within 100 meters. Therefore, even if Fang Lei occupied the advantage of the vast spiritual veins in his body, he would definitely not be able to survive this crowd. Fang Lei's advantage lies in the battlefield of the ancient gods, the supreme martial arts he has trained, he is now just constantly adding the air shield to himself, and then he is desperate at all, crazy, bloody, violent, and futile killing!

With the corpses that fell one by one, accumulating more and more, and the many Qi refining Divine Craftsmen who were still watching the battle, they knew what the Six Doors were, and who could serve as the commander of the Six Gates, and cooperate with the Six Doors, and I was inexplicably a little afraid in my heart. But at this moment, there was no room to think about it, and under the leadership of Fang Lei, he finally went on a killing spree.

The 100,000 people in the Yuan Bao Sect are in a hurry, and all kinds of urgent reports have passed through the sect's order, and they have all been transmitted to the ears of the master of the gold ingots!

But there are still a lot of things to do here, even if the situation in the sect is critical, the gold ingots really have to stay for a while!

Before this trip, Jin Yuanbao, that is, Le Gongzi, had already set up a "Hundred Ghosts Night Walking Array" here.

Qifenggou is the largest funeral place within a radius of hundreds of miles, whether it is the common people or the government, basically the dead will be buried here. The huge Qifeng ditch is deep, for thousands of years, there are ancient tombs inside, the closer to the outside, the newer the tombs.

The Hundred Ghosts Night Formation needs the "corpse qi" produced after the corpse is fermented to seriously affect the enemy and weaken the opponent's combat power.

At this moment, under the Qifeng Ditch with dense woods, interlaced vines and white bones, and an old pine tree that has branched off for thousands of years, Hua Shuai was half-kneeling on the ground in pain, his pretty face was obviously poisoned, black and blue colors were mixed with each other, and the blood stains on the corners of his mouth were all black. Then, he fought against Le Gongzi for a while, his muscles and veins were broken, his martial arts were completely wasted, and he was completely powerless to fight anymore at this moment!

And the two elders of Dugu who rushed here did not find the decisive place where these two closest to the masters of the Ning Dan Realm were very simple-Le Gongzi had expected it a long time ago, so he arranged a Soul Mystery Array, and it would probably take a while to find this place.

The winner is decided!

In the previous record, Le Gongzi had been defeated by Hua Shuai several times.

But today, known as the entire Yunhai Empire, the most outstanding, the most talented, and the youngest Qi refining Divine Craftsman - Hua Wuxuan, Hua Handsome, but unexpectedly lost in the hands of Le Gongzi.

Le Gongzi stood with his hands in his hands, looking at the squatting Hua Shuai with the attitude of a victor, seemingly careless, but deliberately showing a trace of "old revenge has been avenged", "I don't kill you for two reasons." ”

Although he was defeated and his body was in severe pain, his arrogance did not change, Hua Shuai struggled to stand up, "I'm sorry, if you want to kill or chop, whatever you want, don't sell me now, in my eyes, you will always be a defeated subordinate! ”

"Uh, young man, you have to know that Lu Dao has hardly left any living mouth under my hands, you are one of the few people, I still sell your Lao Tzu - Shengwu Hou's face, if he knows that Lu Dao I didn't kill you, he will definitely burn a few high incense for me!"

Hua is handsome and half dead, and many people in the Beijing division know that although Hua Wuxuan has the resources of heaven, he is very discordant with his father Shengwuhou, and the reason for this is that there are various versions.

But one thing can be confirmed, Le Gongzi deliberately said that he would sell Shengwuhou face and not kill Hua Shuai, but in fact, it was just to uncover some of Hua Shuai's scars, making him even more uncomfortable and heartbroken.

"Ha, ha, haha, haha......"

The laughter faded away, and after leaving hundreds of zhang, Le Gongzi's smiling face finally became gloomy, he had already received information that the sect had been suppressed by several qi refining masters, and nearly a thousand low-level disciples had been killed.

In contrast, what made Le Gongzi even more heartbroken was that two of the junior disciples died in Luochuan County, and the others were evading pursuit.

Losing an elder is like losing a right-hand man for Le Gongzi, he can't afford to lose.

What the future holds, Le Gongzi doesn't dare to think about it! He has only one head now - seize all the time to return to the sect, regroup his combat strength, and settle all new and old hatreds with the six gates.

And in this Qifeng Gully of Yin Qiqi, whether it is physical or mental, Hua Shuai seems to have been hit a lot, he "poof", spit out a mouthful of black blood, was silent for a long time, and roared in the sky, "Oh my God, I am defeated here today, I deserve it, I deserve it!" I am still not as good as the gold ingot, insidious and cunning, he is the real generation of heroes!"

The young man had already burst into tears, and while he was ashamed, he suddenly pulled out the Qinghong sword he carried with one hand, and was about to wipe it off his white and tender neck!

(More than 4,000 words were sprinkled, delivered early in the morning, and I drove away.) Hua Shuai is useless, who is the pillar?)