Seeing the ugliness of the various families, Zhang Danling shouted angrily, and the five figures came quickly, and they passed through a gap in the formation and appeared in front of everyone.

"Danling, why are you ......?"

Zhang Huanxi wanted to speak and stopped, at this moment, she felt a little ashamed of this genius junior.

"Master, you are confused!!"

Zhang Danling's heartfelt complaint made Zhang Huanxi's thin body shake slightly.

"Zhang Danling! You dare to accuse the head of the family! Don't kneel down and beg for mercy!"

"You traitor! Shame on you to be the son-in-law of the barbarians!"

"Phew!!"

Zhang Dan's face turned purple with anger, but he didn't fight back, because the protagonist at the moment was not him.

All the Yuanying monks were paying attention to one person, a young man with an ethereal aura and a handsome appearance.

"Lin Xiuqi, you finally showed up!" Qin Zhukong smiled proudly: "Boys, don't stop! Let Lin Xiuqi enjoy it!"

"Yes!"

The male cultivators of the various families didn't know where they got the courage, so they didn't pay attention to Lin Xiuqi anymore, and flew towards the four women desperately, and the fastest one had already touched Sikong Yueting's left arm, and was even so excited that he directly cut his clothes with his fingertips.

"Childe!"

Xiao Gong shouted anxiously, he and Minnie had just joined Lin Xiuqi, knowing that Sikong Suqing was in danger, he was anxious, and now seeing such a scene, he was already in a mess.

"Definitely!"

Lin Xiuqi stretched out his palm, which was whiter than a woman, and the mark in his palm shone brightly, and where the aura reached, his aura changed strangely.

"Pretend to be a ghost, do you think you are a strong god?" said a Qin family monk.

"You'd better watch how your woman pleases us!haha!"

"I'll come first! Get out of the way!

When it was noisy, a fresh breeze blew and took away all the sounds.

Qin Zhukong still wanted to taunt the other party for a few words, but found that the vitality around him was locked, and he hurriedly retreated, but it was like a deep quagmire, as slow as a turtle crawling.

As a monk in the late Yuan Infant period, he can still move, and Qin Zhukong in the middle of the Yuan Infant also wants to retreat, but his movements are like a hundred times slow motion, and it is difficult to move an inch.

Gong Shuhe, who was in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, could only move her eyes slowly to express her surprise.

Brother Jindan was even more embarrassed and completely turned into a statue.

Zhang Huanxi and Ouyang Qingyun were shocked, is this the realm of "words follow the law"?

It's impossible! It is impossible for a Genshin Monk to have such a skill...... It's a spirit ring skill!

The two finally discovered that Lin Xiuqi's cultivation was already in the late Yuan Infant stage, and the ethereal degree of aura alone was not even weaker than that of a half-step Yuan Shen.

Lin Xiuqi completely ignored the others, and his figure flashed, and appeared next to Sikong Suqing's seven people.

"I'm sorry!

"Xiu Qi, it's all my fault!" Sikong Suqing whimpered: "It's because I didn't think it through, Xiaoman and Lele were taken hostage by them......"

"What!" Lin Xiuqi looked at Qin Zhukong and said coldly: "Finally, there is no bottom line!"

"Where's Xiaoman?"

"He, he and Lele have fallen!"

"What!!"

Lin Xiuqi was stunned, at this moment, his brain was completely blank, and memories flooded in.

The first time they met in the psychic secret realm, Huang Jiheng met unexpectedly in the secret room, entered the Liman tribe, entered the Choice Cave, attacked the headquarters of the True Immortal Palace, participated in the mortal war, and met again in the Mangyuan Academy......

The big man who is more than two meters tall, but his heart is as simple as a child, after getting married, this big boy has become a man who cares about his family, all he wants is to live in peace, grow old with his wife, and protect a small tribe where he grew up.

If God has eyes, why can't even this simple wish satisfy him?

Lin Xiuqi was angry and rushed to his heart, two lines of blood and tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, and with a "bang", the bodies of all the Jindan monks who shot at the four women exploded into a blood mist.

Zhang Huanxi and Ouyang Qingyun's expressions were a little solemn, and the two of them felt an unprecedented resentment, but Qin Zhukong said angrily: "Lin Xiuqi! You still dare to commit murder! It's just that a few low-level monks have died, compared to the hatred of my Qin family, it's nothing at all!"

There was a look of madness in his eyes, and he roared: "You can't stand it if you die a Gu Xiaoman?" Everyone in the Li Man tribe is dead! Only two old men with incomplete limbs are left to breath...... One of them should be dead, because the old man has a jade talisman in his skull, you should understand!"

After hearing Qin Zhukong's words, Lin Xiuqi calmed down, his expression returned to normal, he dropped some Yuan Jing and pills to Sikong Suqing and the others, and said calmly: "Qin Zhukong, do you think you have won?"

"Hmph! This is the magic circle, do you think you still have a chance? It's just that the old man deliberately let you in!" Qin Zhukong said proudly: "Last time you did something in the Yuan Ying of the princes and tricked us into leaving, this time you didn't have such good luck, do you really think you can win against two half-step Yuan Shen powerhouses?"

Hua Wanzhong shook his head and sighed: "Lin Xiuqi! You shouldn't come! If you hide and cultivate for a hundred years, maybe we really can't do anything about you, but you are too anxious! You can't live because of your own evil!"

Ouyang Qingyun knew that now that it was an endless situation, Lin Xiuqi's scourge must not be left behind, so he quietly took out the Purple Thunder Xuanjing Sword.

This sword is based on the thunder liquid condensed in the Heavenly Tribulation Purple Thunder as the main material, supplemented by the Five Elements Strange Thing Cold Thunder Essence Gold and seventy-two kinds of top-grade metals, smelted for nine hundred and eighty-one days, and needs to be opened on the day of pure yang, it is the ancestral weapon of the Ouyang family, only a trace can reach the magic weapon level, it is definitely the strongest treasure weapon on the earth.

As soon as the purple sword appeared, the thunderclouds condensed, and the violent thunder attribute vitality allowed the Yuan Infant Monks to regain their freedom.

The fixed word technique is very strong, and it is even stronger when it is performed by Lin Xiuqi, but for a half-step Yuan Shen cultivator, the effect is not great.

The Yuanshen period represents the consummation of the soul, and it has reached a limit, which is not an easy task, and everyone's path to consummation is different, and the half-step Yuanshen refers to finding the opportunity to achieve consummation, as long as it continues to improve, it will inevitably be able to advance.

For the understanding of the soul, there is still a big gap between Lin Xiuqi and Ouyang Qingyun and other powerhouses.

"Lin Xiuqi! You can't break the magic circle, and the magic weapon is not something you can resist! If you are willing to surrender and plant a slave seal in your soul for my grandmaster hall to drive for a thousand years, the old man can spare your life!"

Zhang Huanxi looked at the Purple Thunder Xuanjing Sword in surprise, she didn't expect that there was such a treasure in the world, and said helplessly: "Dan Ling! Come here! Lin Xiuqi can't win, this is a magic weapon!" Do you understand what a magic weapon means?"

Seeing that Zhang Danling was angry and silent, Zhang Huanxi said anxiously: "Lin Xiuqi! Surrender! Being reckless will only harm others and yourself!"

"Zhang Daoyou, don't be persuaded, some people just don't cry when they don't see the coffin!" Ouyang Qingyun sneered: "Lin Xiuqi, today I will let you see the old man's integration of human and instrument, and let you know what a real strong man is!"

A white aura appeared behind his head, and the mysterious aura merged into the purple sword, and the tip of the sword trembled slightly, as if in response, and Ouyang Qingyun's eyes were gradually filled with purple.

"It's just a machine spirit!!"

"You, you actually recognize the machine spirit!?"

This time it was Ouyang Qingyun's turn to be surprised, the machine spirit has only appeared in the classics, no one has ever seen the real machine spirit in reality, his spirit ring skill is the integration of human and machine, which is equivalent to becoming the lowest grade machine spirit by himself, even so he can greatly increase the power of the treasure weapon, and it is with this talent that he can become the head of the Ouyang family.

Lin Xiuqi held the big shovel in his hand, and a violent aura of destruction erupted from the spade like substance, he stared at Ouyang Qingyun, his figure flashed, and disappeared in place.

Ouyang Qingyun stabbed out with a sword, and a purple thunder net covered the sky, looking from the ground, the thunder net was like a crack in the sky, and the power of thunder and lightning was suffocating.

"Seal the sky!"

This sword locked all the aura within a radius of ten miles, and Lin Xiuqi's figure appeared in mid-air, but he was blocked by the sword qi and had to appear.

"Lin Xiuqi, the biggest mistake in your life is to provoke my Ouyang family!

"Boom Boom...... Pong!"

The continuous thunder stopped abruptly, and the wind pressure that appeared out of thin air blew away the thunder net in the sky, leaving only the messy vitality around it.

The wind was too loud, and no one heard the sound of the Purple Thunder Xuanjing Sword shattering inch by inch, and everyone only felt that the gray light flashed, drowning the figures of Lin Xiuqi and Ouyang Qingyun.

The void was accompanied by waves of air, rhythmically exploding, the thunder of the void beating, and the yin wind of the void raging.

"Run!"

"Master, save me...... Not !!"

Not all the monks in the Grandmaster Hall can resist the power of the void crack, one dodges is not in a hurry, and a Jindan monk of the Yu family was cut off by the cracked void and fell on the spot.

A wisp of void thunder happily jumped on a primordial elder of the Qin family, most of his body exploded, he could only abandon his physical body, and Yuanying fled.

The yin wind harvested life in a large area, and it happened to fall near Gong's house, and in an instant, more than 20 people's bodies dissipated, and their gods were all destroyed.

Gong Peiling desperately fled, she flew to Xiao Gong's side by mistake, and roared angrily: "Gong Jize! Don't stop me yet! You deserve me to die! Don't hurry up...... Ho!

Xiao Gong rarely held the Yuan Sword, and a sword pierced Gong Peiling's throat, looking at the resentment and disbelief in the other party's eyes, he said calmly: "It's time to settle the account!"

"Ling'er!!" Gong Shuhe shouted hysterically: "Gong Jize! you dare to kill your clansmen, give me death!"

There was no joy or sorrow in Xiao Gong's eyes, his body was wrapped in black and white innate qi, and he stabbed out with a sword towards Gong Shuhe.

"In the later stage of Jindan, I dare to make a move on the strong Yuanying, and I am innocent of death!"

A huge shadow appeared behind her, and three golden dragons flew out of the wall and landed on her outstretched left palm.

"Let me show you...... How so!"

The golden palm shadow was torn apart by Xiao Gong's sword, like a cloth cut by scissors, and spread all the way to Gong Shuhe's palm.

"Jize! I'm your aunt! Don't be impulsive! Everything is not good for Ling'er, and it has nothing to do with me!"

A sword shadow swept mercilessly, and a bloody hole appeared on Gong Shuhe's forehead, and after a while, the head exploded directly, and even Yuan Ying could not escape.

This is Xiao Gong's harvest in this period of time, he learned to use a sword, in order to deepen his understanding of weapons, he decided to double cultivate swords, and this sword is prepared for the Gong family.

"Dare Gong Jize! Dare to kill the family elder! Don't kneel down quickly, waiting for the fate!"

A Gong family elder rushed towards Xiao Gong in a rage, and at this moment, the gray light in the sky dispersed, and an emotionless voice said, "Today!