Who?

Who is it?

Why can't I drive the power in the dharma?

Shen Wan'er looked around in horror, and fear arose.

And what does the unattainable noble man on the stage read?

The feeling of suffocation made Shen Wan'er shocked and frightened.

The cold air on his neck seemed to be cold to the blood and bones.

Every bone seemed to be frozen and shattered.

Chilly cold.

Shen Wan'er felt that this moment was extremely long......

"Click!"

Shen Wan'er's slender neck shattered.

She didn't see anyone who killed her until she died.

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In the crowd, Rong Hui sensed an ethereal aura.

Ghostly and gloomy.

It's Penglai Pavilion!

In an instant, the monks below the Yuanying Cultivator couldn't move as if they had been given a fixed spell.

Rong Hui sensed a familiar aura, she turned around, and a ghost claw roared.

That person was none other than Rong Rong, who was accepted into the Soul Banner by the people of Penglai Pavilion.

"Witch, die!"

Rong Hui blocked Rong Rong's ghost claws with his backhand, and said expressionlessly: "You have become a lackey of Penglai Pavilion?"

Rong Rong grabbed the little ghost that was pressing on the other monks and swallowed it, and a gloomy ghost oozed from his handsome face.

His blood-red eyes stared straight at Rong Hui, and a cruel smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "What about the lackeys?"

As long as I can avenge the murder of my master, what if I fall into the Infernal Hell?

You killed my master, and you gave up his body to be powerful and blessed in the Sword Spirit Sect.

Today, even if your soul is scattered, I will break your body into thousands of pieces and avenge my master!"

The proverbs of the Closed Mouth Immortal kept flashing in Rong Rong's mind.

Rebirth, the most cruel way to rebirth in the world of cultivating immortals.

The person who took it first brutally dismembered the original owner's divine soul, which was still fragmented, and then attracted the Nine Heavens Xuan Thunder to crush the divine soul.

Rong Rong never thought that this kind of ferocious thing would appear by his side, and he was still the closest person to him.

Rong Hui smiled angrily, "Are you really avenging your master?"

Rong Rong condensed the cold sword and slaughtered it like crazy, "Yes!"

Rong Hui drew out his cold sword and sneered: "Look, who is that person in the air?"

Rong Rong suddenly raised his head, and his footsteps paused: "Master...... Master?"

Rong Hui grabbed it with five fingers, and the golden spiritual power condensed a magic net in her palm and tied it to Rong Rong's body, "Fool with eyes and no beads, look at who your master is!"

Rong Rong came back to his senses suddenly, he looked at the legal net tied to his body, and his thoughts returned to the Ethereal Peak.

The gentle and amiable master taught him to weave the magic net with spiritual power, and said gently and gently: "Xiao Rong'er, teach you a unique legal net for the teacher, this legal net comes from the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion, Tianke Penglai Pavilion Ghost Cultivation."

You don't need to know what these two sects are now, you just need to understand that one day when you meet a ghost cultivator, you will use this kind of law net to tie it up, just like catching grasshoppers, once you catch one and the other, no one can escape. ”

"After being trapped, decapitate with the merciless kendo move, and it will dissolve in a few moments. ”

"Remember, Penglai Pavilion is by no means a good type, and you need to be very careful when you encounter it in the future. ”

"Don't use the token given to you by the teacher as a last resort, it will cause trouble. ”

Rong Rong remembered that he was only eight or nine years old at that time.

Due to the flood in the family, my father and brother and sister died.

He hung on a tsubaki tree for seven days and seven nights.

Just as he was about to die, Master Edgeworth came and gently lifted him down from the tree.

I didn't dare to let go, and I also grabbed a branch.

The master still held the ethereal peak on the branch by him, and slept with the branch, and the branch became his wooden sword.

All kinds of past events came to his heart, and Rong Rong looked at Rong Hui in horror, his heart was in turmoil.

"Who the hell are you?!"

Rong Hui tightened the legal net, "Is it important?"

The doppelganger is his master.

The main body is also his master.

It doesn't matter anymore.

"No, you're not!" Rong Rong's eyes were red, and a fierce aura shot out between his eyebrows, "My master is in the sky, she is beautiful, she is powerful, she is unattainable, she is my master, you are not worthy!"

The Silent Fairy wouldn't lie to her.

Ronghui is a snatcher.

It is absolutely impossible for a person who can give up to have the memory of the original owner.

Rong Rong had a splitting headache, the golden legal net on his body was like a raging flame, he looked at his gradually melting body, crazy in guilt and self-blame, avoiding the facts, and said hoarsely: "You are not, you are not!"

Rong Hui raised his right hand, pointed at Rong Rong's head, and sneered: "You don't want to avenge your master, Mu Qiang is Mu Qiang, you obviously recognize me, and Pian Pian wants to recognize the 'thief' as his father." ”

A sense of frustration rose in Rong Hui's heart: She's really blind.

Rong Rong struggled desperately, refusing to admit that the weak man was his master.

Rong Hui looked at the sky, the law phase disappeared without a trace, and a scarlet flag fell from the rolling dark clouds.

Countless ghosts scrambled to escape from the banners.

The desire for life drives them insane.

If you wait until all the ghosts in the soul banner fall, all the monks who have been immobilized will die.

The elders of the six sects looked at the thunder and lightning in amazement, and they couldn't raise their heads because of the momentum.

Led by Qingyun Zongzhang Yuandao, he flew straight towards the Soul Attracting Banner.

Ji Chen summoned out the guqin and soared.

"Ghost cultivation that has never appeared in Middle-earth. Xiao Jin summoned the natal immortal sword, "Why did you come here!"

He looked at Shen Yu.

Shen Yu sat on the throne and had no intention of moving.

"At least the ghost cultivation above the merge period. Xiao Jin sighed and said, "Fight!"

The elders of the six sects are all on the Tianyin Sect, what is he doing here to do.

Oni Xiu is the enemy.

At this time, there was no sect dispute, they were all Taoist friends who fought side by side.

Rong Hui knew about the situation of hundreds of thousands of imps falling from the soul attracting flag, and she couldn't think of which merging stage master of Penglai Pavilion came here for a while.

The man obviously regarded Shen Wan'er as his own.

Rong Hui shaved off half of Rong Rong's head with a sword, and the golden spiritual power shot out a sword formation in the air that rose step by step, and bullied him.

"Ruthless Killing Sword?"

The ghost cultivator who cut Shen Wan'er's throat sensed the majestic killing intent behind him, and his heart was cold, and his body instantly appeared.

This killing intent was all too familiar to him.

The swordsmanship of the Ethereal Fantasy Mansion!

Ghost Xiu threw away Shen Wan'er's corpse to reveal his true body, pointing to the sky with one hand and the ground with the other.

Suddenly, the wind gusted.

The Soul Attracting Banner in the air skyrocketed several times, and when hundreds of thousands of Banner Ghosts entangled the masters of the Six Sects, a majestic mountain of white bones slowly squeezed out of the Soul Attracting Banner.

At the same time, a terrifying thunderstorm swept down and hit everyone.

The power of the old monster in the merge period is infinitely powerful.

Every thunderbolt struck them, like a broken bone with severe pain, stabbing everyone to take out their hole cards and fight with them, always like a grasshopper shaking a tree, extremely small.

"Look, what's in the distance!"

Xiao Jin looked into the distance in horror.

The dense yin spirits came like a tide, wave after wave, like a tide that met the sea and the sky, earth-shattering.

"The army of the undead in Penglai Pavilion. Rong Hui said coldly: "So many, I don't know how many people have been killed." ”

"Jin Dan Xiuwei is also here to mess around. Shen Yu, who suddenly appeared, blocked Rong Hui tightly behind him, "Live well, I'll come here for this person." ”

Shen Yu summoned the fairy sword, and the white streamer opened the world like a huge scythe.

A bright light appeared in the sky, like a smear of white blood flowing from a black body, eerie and terrifying.

Shen Yu successfully attracted the attention of the ghost cultivator of Penglai Pavilion, he didn't find Rong Hui, and fought with Shen Yu directly.

One of the two holds a sword, and the other holds a soul-attracting banner floating in the air and fights to the death.

The figures of the two became farther and farther away, and finally disappeared into Rong Hui's eyes.

The six masters returned to the ground in embarrassment, their faces solemn.

In this battle, the Tianyin Sect was severely damaged, with most of the casualties and vitality.