"All those implicated, all killed!"

This line of blood words was deeply imprinted in Zheng Ming's mind and lingered.

If he didn't care, if he didn't have a back, these inexplicable hostilities, those untraceable provocations, and the killing of unknown ...... He was silent. Because, he may ...... None will be spared.

Sun Zhongli once said: Anyone who wants to kill you, don't let anyone go.

However, he is different from Sun Zhongli.

Sun Zhongli is the young lord of the dignified Star Monarch's Mansion, and he is the next Star Monarch of Qingyun Star. Behind him, there is the entire Star Monarch Mansion, and even the entire Immortal Alliance to support him. In his capacity, he could naturally be reckless. With his heart, no matter how much he kills, he can't get entangled in his heart.

Sun Zhongli is domineering, and his Taoist heart: I am the only one, and the world is not to be discussed.

But Zheng Ming is different, he has no Taoist heart, only one thought: to come back to life and return to the garden of relics.

But now, right now, it seems that the entire cultivation realm is impacting him!

He thought he could stick to his heart, but the more he experienced and saw more, the more he killed...... He began to become numb, more and more silent, more and more lonely. I began to feel that I was sinking more and more into the abyss, and I was losing my heart more and more......

"Born in the world, I can't help myself......" The master's inexplicable emotion at that time made him more and more enlightened and more ...... Afraid to understand.

Probably, I'm not a good fit here......

He thought so, but shook his head and scattered his thoughts, and then his speed increased sharply and he rushed away......

At the same time, the Qingyun Sect gathered in a lineage.

At this time, it is not so much the gathering place of the Qingyun Sect as it is the cemetery of the Qingyun Sect!

Looking around, corpses were strewn all over the ground, and pools of blood were thick......

In the corpse field, there was a young monk with a pale face - he was holding a sword in his right hand, his body was vain, and he was holding the blood fountain in his abdomen with his left hand, gritting his teeth and spilling blood from his mouth!

Behind him, in the center, there was only the monk surnamed Wang, who was there with his eyes crossed, his sword in both hands, and he stood in front of him, but his expression was anguish and he bowed his head and wept.

But when I looked around, no one else was there......

The young monk ...... blood gushed from his mouth, but he suddenly laughed after that, and then staggered and drew his long sword, his face full of grief and unable to speak: "Wang Qingyun ......"

Speaking of this, he suddenly looked up and laughed: "Hea, ah, hahaha......"

Burst!

A sword burst out and shot him directly into the center of the eyebrow, sending him flying out of the distance, and thus ...... with a bang Nail to death on a dead log!

"......" His lips squirmed, but he was silent, and his left hand, which was covering his abdomen, also drooped and swayed......

At the same time, not too far from here, to the southeast.

"Damn!" As he galloped, the leader of the team suddenly burst into flames, then suddenly put away the golden token in his hand, and rushed forward in a rage: "There is still one ——! left."

Hearing this, the nearly sixty people who followed behind all turned pale and gritted their teeth. But he could only rush the speed with all his might, and he followed the people before him and rushed there.

In just nine hours, more than 90 people from the Qingyun Sect have entered, and now except for them, only one person is alive!

Scold!

Woo Woo ......

......

Call!

Along the way, Zheng Ming encountered fewer and fewer battlefields, but more and more people formed groups to block the medicine garden. But after meeting each other, most of them nodded after frowning and being vigilant, and they were considered to have said hello, so that they went their own way and did not disturb each other.

In addition, along the way, there are frequent fog ghosts and entanglements, which makes him upset and sweep away.

Hah——!

At this moment, another group of fog ghosts rushed from the fog - they had already embodied their arms, and conjured all kinds of weapons, and in the fierce eyes, they rushed towards Zheng Ming one after another.

Scold!

At a glance, Zheng Ming suddenly became gloomy, and then waved his hand and threw out a fire cloud palm as he suddenly accelerated his departure.

Boom!

This type of Fire Cloud Palm, although it can't be compared with Senior Brother Chen's back then, it also has one-third of its might! Seeing that the palm entered the group of ghosts, it exploded, and when it set off a layer of fire, there was a hissing sound that made the eardrums tingle: "Hiss——!"

Call!

But after that, Zheng Ming had just rushed out of the fog, and he saw a group of fog spirits moving forward in front of him!

Call......

Sensing Zheng Ming's appearance, the fog spirits who had reached three hundred miles away were suddenly stunned, and then they all turned their eyes and looked at Zheng Ming behind them.

Call!

Zheng Ming didn't stop, he just rushed away from the middle.

Whew-

A lot of fog spirits were dispersed, but they instantly condensed. The other stunned fog spirits suddenly smiled, and then they swarmed away and chased Zheng Ming in front of them.

Scold!

Zheng Ming's speed was not slow, but at this moment, there were still several fog spirits catching up in an instant. And the fastest one is even a head ahead of Zheng Ming!

Zheng Ming couldn't help frowning, and looked at the other party slightly gloomily.

Touching Zheng Ming's gaze, the fog spirit suddenly trembled, and then slowly revealed a weird smile!

Gurgle......

At that moment, when Zheng Ming's gaze was fixed, the smirking mist spirit also began to surge, so that in the process of slowly gathering, condensing and deforming, it molded into Zheng Ming's appearance and body......!

Seeing this, Zheng Ming suddenly frowned, and then suddenly waved his right hand, and instantly blasted the other party away, so that he roared forward at full speed.

Call......

At this moment, a large group of fog spirits in the rear suddenly stopped, and then scratched their heads with their little hands and looked at each other......

Gurgle......

And the fog spirit that was dispersed by Zheng Ming began to condense again......

......

The journey was not long, but when he suddenly rushed out of the fog, his pupils suddenly shrank and his body stopped!

Kill ——!

Rumble......

Boom......

Ahead, there are nearly 300 people! Fighting each other, fighting each other!

At first glance, it can be divided into two camps, but ...... The situation is too chaotic and chaotic!

When Zheng Ming looked at it for a moment, the gloomy-looking and originally handsome young monk of the Yuanxing Sect suddenly stared at him, and then suddenly repelled the opponent with a palm, and when he flew back with his strength, he waved his sleeve at Zheng Ming's side and shouted: "Who is sneaky!"

Boom!

In an instant, a strong wind struck, and the heavy mist with Zheng Ming as the center and within a radius of thirty zhang was all washed away, which also made Zheng Ming subconsciously raise his hand to protect his forehead.

"Haoran Sect?!" Seeing Zheng Ming's clothes, the young man of the Yuanxing Sect suddenly stared, but before he could wait for later, his opponent flew in again, holding a giant tripod and smashing it on his head!

Scold!

This man's face was furious, not retreating but advancing, and when he rushed up angrily, the long sword in his hand was golden and pierced straight at the ears of the giant dingding!

Huzz –

The layers of qi waves were like ripples, but they only lasted for a moment, and then they exploded, knocking the two back!

Scold!

Boom!

As soon as the hind feet of the two touch the ground, they can rush away again and fight with each other in the field!

Burst!

A black-clothed monk was hit in the chest with a palm, but the moment he flew upside down, he suddenly waved his hand and sent out a golden light talisman!

"Retreat!" the man was so angry that he had time to turn around and roar when there was a roar!

Bang bang bang......

"Kill!" In the fog and dust, the monks of both sides leaped up one after another, and collided one by one in the sky above the two leaders who were "in the center of the battlefield, and the swords were against each other", stirring up layers of energetic waves, and dissipating all the smoke and fog around them!

"Jiuding Juyuan!"

I don't know who roared, and in the rear team on the left, there were suddenly nine Baoding flying up, and all the way to the wind, circling in the air to gather!

"Formation ——!" The young man of the Yuanxing Sect who had questioned Zheng Ming before only roared angrily, and behind him, more than a dozen sword formations of different colors and sizes flew up in an instant!

Scold!

Buzz——!

In the next moment, there was another golden thunder descending from the sky, and countless firefalls were shrouded like rain! The entire ground under the field was even more in the camp on the right, and the man in brown brocade suddenly squatted down angrily and slapped his hands on the ground, and boomed and shook!

Bang –

Above the battle line between the two sides, the large-scale spiritual skills collided violently, scattering all the scattered skills below! The Jiuding Great Array instantly smashed through the dozen or so sword formations, destroying the opponent's jade!

Bang bang......

The dense explosion sound kicked up dust and exploded spiritual light in the two camps one after another, thus splashing crimson blood and throwing stumps and broken arms!

The war in just a few breaths made Zheng Ming overwhelmed and his eyes flashed. But for a moment, he gritted his teeth and rushed towards the front right.

The battle here, if it is stained with a trace, will be doomed!

Boom!

The leader of the Instrument Spirit Sect had a cold face, constantly colliding with the leader of the Yuanxing Sect, and chased the other party all the way with the giant ding, making the leader of the Yuanxing Sect unable to withstand the continuous superimposed huge force, and the long sword in his hand also began to crack and crack!

Scold!

At present, the leader of the Yuan Star Sect does not retreat but advances, only stabbing with a sword, forcing the opponent to close the peak protection!

Whew—

The giant tripod oscillated, like a bell, and there were ripples, which shocked others to the eardrum and oozed blood, and they couldn't get close!

"You are looking for a dead ——!" The leader of the Machine Spirit Sect gritted his teeth in anger, but even if he tried his best to urge his cultivation, he couldn't lift the other party away.

"When you enter—there will be death and no life!" "The leader of the Yuanxing Sect squeezed these words out of his teeth and began to squeeze his inner dan at any cost.

Scold!

At this time, Zheng Ming was flying around the distance on the right side of the two, but he didn't look at the two of them.

Feeling it, the leader of the Instrument Spirit Sect suddenly looked gloomy, which made the leader of the Deyuan Star Sect star, and he took the opportunity to force the other party to take a step back!

Call......

Zheng Ming didn't care about this, he just wanted to leave the battlefield as soon as possible. But! When he was about to rush full speed and leave as soon as possible, there was a cold and gritted words that entered his heart: "Help me in the battle of the Spirit Sect, and allow you to stand in the middle of the Haoran Sect!"

Hearing this, Zheng Ming suddenly frowned, and while his speed skyrocketed, he looked at the leader of the Spirit Sect with gloomy eyes.

Seeing that Zheng Ming saw that the leader of the Instrument Spirit Sect had not changed much, the leader of the Yuanxing Sect opposite him suddenly changed his complexion, and then shouted angrily: "Kill him—— this person is good friends with Sun Zhongli!"

Woooo

Under this order, more than a dozen people broke away from the opponent in an instant, and more than 20 people followed, instantly breaking away from the rear camp and rushing towards Zheng Ming's side!

But their speed is too slow!

Whoosh......

The people couldn't catch up, but the flying sword in their hands was too late! There was even a group of cultivators who waved their backhands and launched a dense array of golden spiral needles! And it was mixed with many attacking jade slips and golden light spirit runes!

All this is a long story, but it is only between the two sides, and Zheng Ming has just turned his head, and the other party has already flocked to it!

(It's the end of the year.,There's a lot of things.,Update time in the evening.,Try to code three chapters before twelve o'clock.,Forgive me)