Kong Ling didn't notice the Su Ancestral Hall next to him, whose face suddenly became a little distorted, and the Haotian Sect disciple who was about to go out heard Kong Ling's order, turned around humbly, and then stood there with his head bowed in a respectful manner.

Gradually, Wushu looked indifferent, but the afterglow still fell on Su Ci's body.

The elixir of the living dead in Su Ancestral Hall's body had already begun to volatilize, trying to penetrate his internal organs, and then directly enter the divine court, Su Ancestral Hall directly activated the Haoran Qi in his body, forcibly dragging the power of erysipelas into the meridians, and Wanchuan Guiliu immediately launched.

Originally, a huge black qi was cut and differentiated by Wanchuan Guiliu, turning into countless thin hairsprings, but it was bound in his meridians by Su Ancestral Hall.

Haoran Qi rushed in, and under the impact of Haoran Qi, the very terrifying elixir of the living dead that Kong Ling said was nothing more than that.

The power of the elixir was gradually weakened, but the corners of Kong Ling's mouth lifted a smug smile.

Once he took this elixir, unless he gave the antidote, with the power of the little master of the Su Ancestral Hall, he would not be able to suppress it at all.

Maybe he could forcibly suppress the erysipelas and try to pull that erysipelas into the sea of Tibetan mountain qi, but it would all explode in the end, unless Gu Fen immediately appeared in front of Su Ci.

Seeing that Su Ci's face gradually recovered its blood color, but his face became extremely stiff, and he seemed to be enduring a little pain between his eyebrows, before he told Su Ci that it would be poisoned in three days, so he was naturally lying to him.

The purpose is naturally to unload the psychological defense of the Su Temple.

So seeing Su Ci like this, I didn't have to think about it to guess that Su Ci had lost the consciousness of being free to retract and release.

He said coldly: "Su Temple, go and kill the person below." ”

Su Ci raised his head suddenly, his eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes were blank.

The gradual Wushu below clenched the sword in his hand, and a strong anger solidified between his eyebrows, but his eyes flickered hazy, and the tip of his nose was slightly red, as if a stream of tears would burst out of her eyes in the next moment.

Su Ci suddenly pulled out the sword in his hand, and the sword body of the last beard was still the same as when he first saw it, but it seemed that there was more rust on its sword body.

Murderous intent rose in his eyes, and Haoran's qi suddenly rushed out of the sword body of the last sword.

The Haotian Sect disciple looked up at the Su Ancestral Hall who was walking down step by step, his steps were heavy, and Zhou's body was full of murderous energy, as if a demon had walked down.

She subconsciously clenched her hand in the wide cuffs, and then looked at the fade book.

"You waste, you unassuming waste, you go one step further and try," Louder roared.

Kong Ling, who was standing in the back, had a smile on his haggard face when he heard this, but Guo Shanshan next to him was still indifferent, with no expression on his face.

Su Ci's footsteps seemed to be stopped by these words, and he stopped suddenly.

"Go and kill him, Su Ance," Kong Ling ordered.

"Yes!" Su Ci raised his feet again, and his voice was wooden without the slightest emotion.

The gradual absence of books below suddenly rushed out, and the sword in his hand cut through the silence in the hall,

"The surname Kong, you go to die," accompanied by the shouting of the gradual lack of books, the long sword in his hand was unsheathed, a yellow light flashed, and the terrible sound of the sword roared through, and the sword light reached the door of Kong Ling's face.

Kong Ling laughed jokingly: "Su Ci, kill him for me." ”

"Okay!" Su Ci looked down at the end of the beard in his hand, and his tone became very gloomy.

Kong Ling immediately sensed that something was wrong, but he was already convinced that Su Ci was being controlled just now, and the sword that gradually disappeared came and passed through Su Ci's side, and the next moment it would pass through his head.

At the same time, Su Ci's good words fell, and he slashed it with a backhand.

Although the end of the beard does not look good, since Duan Chengzhang's practice, he found that this sword is very good, although the feel is still a little rough.

"Return to the dragon!"

Su Ci's sword turned back like a dragon, and the intention of killing flew out, and the sword did not arrive but the intention came first.

Instantaneous, caught off guard.

The sword that gradually disappeared was almost synchronized with Su Ci's intent, the sword would pass through his skull, and the sword intent would pierce his chest.

Of course, Su Ci didn't plan to kill him, if they killed him, then they probably wouldn't be able to get out of Yushan, not to mention that there were still many secrets hidden in Kong Ling's body. ，

But no matter what, let Kong Ling see some blood, but just when a sword was about to touch Kong Ling, a black shadow appeared on the stone wall behind him, and then a streamer slashed through.

Sonorous bang.

The sword that faded into the book flew out by the streamer's impact and fell back into the hand of the fadeless book.

At the same time, Su Ancestral Hall's killing sword intent was also passed through by the streamer, and of course there was no existence, and a strong True Yuan fluctuation came from the space.

Su Ci knew that something was wrong in his heart, but the sword in his hand did not stop.

Although that person was powerful, he wanted to block the three swords at the same time, so how could he agree, Su Ci's sword slashed diagonally from Kong Ling's chest, but he himself was also a bit of a cultivator, and he stepped back quickly, only cutting a little flesh and skin.

The black shadow slapped at the Su Temple with a palm.

Su Ci's left palm immediately slapped out, and the surrounding temperature suddenly soared, and the fire of the earth flame ignited from Su Ci's palm.

When the two palms met, Su Ci only felt that his palms were numb, and an extremely cold internal qi directly impacted into the meridians of his arm.

The body flew out directly upside down from the high platform, just passing by the gradual Wushu who rushed up with the sword.

He yelled, "Don't go. ”

Gradually, there was no book to be sure, and the black-robed man in front of Kong Ling stabbed straight away.

The man in black stretched out his two fingers and directly clamped the long sword that was gradually unbooked, and then directly bent the long sword made by Tianshan Xuantie, and the sword body was clear.

The surging Haoran Qi that gradually lost the book couldn't rush up at all, but was beaten back from the sword by the internal qi of the human family.

directly sprayed a mouthful of blood, and his face instantly turned pale.

Su Ci saw that the black-robed man wanted to take off the life-threatening body directly, and aimed his right hand at the black-robed man with a volley, and a sword qi flew out from between his fingers, shocking the universe.

Everywhere I passed, the space seemed to shake.

The sharp taste of the original finger was transformed by the original intention, and the black-robed man had to give up and avoid the book and dodge a finger sideways.

With a bang, smoke and dust rose from the stone wall behind him, and a deep round hole appeared on the stone wall.

Kong Ling, who was enduring the pain, glared at the Haotian Sect disciples below, obviously asking why he hadn't made a move.

Receiving Kong Ling's eyes, the figure of the Haotian Sect crossed the remnants of the Dao, and the Haotian Sectist's arm poked out from the cuffs,

At this point in danger, Su Ci was about to launch the Primal Realm to block the Haotian Sect, but he saw the slender jade hands stretching out from the sleeve robe, but this was not the point, the point was that the soft voice of the Haotian Sect fell into his ears.

"Quick, attack the magic weapons in the hands of the two holy kings at the same time. ”

The woman spoke quickly and smartly, and there was firmness in her soft voice.

Su Ci only glanced at it, and shot out two primordial fingers left and right, and Kong Ling and the black-robed man naturally heard the woman's voice.

Kong Ling hurriedly said: "Stop him." ”

The coercion of the Great Grandmaster suddenly fell from the dome of the main hall, and the surging primordial qi in the Su Temple's body swayed out from the last mustache, like a broom of Hui.

In a moment.

A crystal barrier appeared above their heads, and colorful colors flashed on the crystal barrier, blocking the power of the Great Grandmaster's coercion.

At this time, the Haotian Sect disciple caught the book from mid-air.

The two primordial fingers also slammed into the magic weapons of the two holy kings, and a rumbling sound came out.

At the same time, on the ground between the two Great Saint Kings, a large crack opened at a speed that was already visible to ordinary people.

The black-robed Grand Master smashed the crystal barrier in front of him with one palm, and his five fingers turned into claws, and he held it in the air.

A force suddenly descended on the Haotian Sect disciple's body, and the falling body suddenly froze in the air.

Su Ci stepped on the Saint King's arm with a kick, and the sword light flew out, directly cutting off the Great Grandmaster's control over the two of them, and said, "You go first!"

The Haotian Sect disciples did not respond, and it would be a great mistake to spend their minds and minds to respond in the face of a great grandmaster.

"Damn!"

The black-robed man didn't dare, the surging black flames jumped out of his eyes, his hands pinched his hair, and he said sharply: "Leave it for me." ”

Two pitch-black giant handprints surging and exuding a hideous aura of forest, approaching the Su Temple.

The vast aura contained in Su Ance's chest gushed out, and the sword of the last beard stood in front of his chest and rotated at high speed.

"Haoran Sword, Pale Brown Wuji!"

But the phantom of this blue sword light suddenly generated from the last sword, and Su Ci put his palms together and his index fingers together.

Due to excessive luck, his Haoran Qi was still a little weak, causing his face to turn red, but he still struggled to cut it down.

The blue light phantom moved with his thoughts, like an eight-foot giant sword slashing down from the air, carrying a majestic wind to slash towards the flying black giant handprint.

The wind howled, and the sword qi cut through the stone statue of the Holy King.

A strip of white cloth suddenly flew out of the pitch-black abyss underground, wrapping around his ankle, and Su Ci's whole person was directly pulled down.

The smoke and dust were filled above, and I saw a deep sword mark on the huge shoulder of the Dark Moon Saint King, and two deep paw prints appeared on the stone wall opposite.

The black-robed Grand Master flew out of the smoke and dust, jumped into the abyss of the Hesse Forest below.

The voice then came from below: "Kong Ling, quickly bring people down." ”

His voice was already full of anger, and Kong Ling angrily kicked Guo Shanshan next to him, but he just touched it and directly turned into shattered particles.

Instead, he stumbled and almost fell, endured the pain in his chest, and shouted angrily: "Anyone outside is allowed to roll in." ”

"Damn it, you're deaf. ”

The Haotian Sect disciples who poured in one after another lowered their heads and did not dare to speak.

"Didn't the Lord have ordered that we should not enter the main hall without the orders of the Lord?"

Hearing this, Kong Ling's anger, which had nowhere to be sprinkled, finally found a release point, and he flicked his sleeves.

The Haotian Sect disciple who spoke was directly knocked into the air, crashed into the stone wall, spat blood from his mouth, and died of painful convulsions.

It's been a long time ago, and these lackeys of the Haotian Sect are really obedient.

Unexpectedly, the sword wound in the chest was directly split with his hand, and blood came out of it again.

"Su Ci, do you think it's safe to go down?" he said gloomily.

The Haotian Sect disciples below were submissive, and they didn't know what they should dare.

"Give it to Lao Tzu to go down, find Su Ci, and kill him. ”

Hearing this, the Haotian Sect disciples jumped down one after another.

The endless black wrapped around the Su Temple, and in the environment where there was no light, only the heavy breathing of the Su Temple could be heard.

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Our little uncle is finally going to start falling in love!