Father!

The fireball was crushed by Su Qinmo, and the aura collapsed and became invisible.

The monk who saw this scene changed his color in an uproar.

The gray-robed monk frowned, looked at the scene in disbelief, and said to himself in confusion: "Thunder?"

The gray-robed monk carefully studied Su Qin with a voyeuristic approach: "Yes, this is the nine-layer condensate water, is this person practicing some kind of secret realm?"

"No, no!"

The gray-robed monk shook his head again: "Thunder, how can you not feel the fluctuation of aura?"

The monk in the gray robe couldn't even think of breaking his head, and Su Qin Morey's power supply was all flowing out of his own blood!

Su Qin's aura had indeed dried up, but the lightning power in his blood was still there.

"Tweet!"

At this time, the big crane in the sky was repeatedly in danger, and its body had been torn out by the blood-eyed crow with many wounds, and it let out a sudden cry.

Although the crane's predecessors had not been, Su Qinmu knew in his heart that the crane could follow him and rush out, of course, it was the crane's seniors' trust in him.

Now when I saw He in trouble, Su Qin didn't think about it. He did his best to burst the pulse of blood. There was a turbulent wave in the body, and the sound of the tide surging shook the heart.

In front of everyone's eyes, Su Qin's figure suddenly soared, and his entire body spread out in a circle, supporting the torn green shirt, covered with lightning and crackling chaos.

Su Qinmo is like the possession of the thunder god, his eyes are murderous, and his momentum is terrifying!

"What!"

Before that, the gray-robed monk's face changed a lot, and he finally realized that the situation was not right.

Su Qinmo pointed to the air, his eyes rushed out of Moran to kill the machine, and he took a sip gently: "Thunder!"

Click!

The first thunder exploded.

There was a thunderclap in the blood-eyed crow flock, and the snake-like electric light spread, dazzling, and a blood-eyed crow was directly electrocuted and fell from the sky, like a black rain.

Many of the Foundation monks present were startled by the deafening thunder and besieged the cold and soft nine grassroots monks in their subconscious Zheng

Leng Soft seized this opportunity, took a breath, sweated all over, and looked almost exhausted.

The fat man took this opportunity to kill a monk at the beginning of the foundation building, brandished an axe, and split him in half, covered in blood!

The thunder was so powerful that it almost destroyed the blood-eyed crow in mid-air!

The spirit of the crane is so strong, and the remaining blood-eyed crows are no longer enough to pose a threat to it.

At this time, Su Qin took out a long knife from the storage bag with his backhand and flashed with cold light, his eyes flashed with cold light, took a step forward, and smiled at the monk of Shiji Temple opposite: "Battle, it has just begun!"

At this step, he walked two feet, and in an instant he came to many monks who were building foundations.

Plop! Plop!

Su Qinmo stabbed backhand, and the two of them only felt that there was a flower in front of them, but before they could react, both heads were thrown high, and the blood column splashed wildly.

"Ahh

The rest of the monks who built the base turned pale with fear, screamed, and subconsciously went behind.

"Can you run?"

Su Qin took a knife and killed it, like a tiger entering the flock, chopping left and right, blood constantly flickering.

People who are cold, soft and fat are stupid.

As soon as the fund began, the monks were under Su Qin's knife, like fish and meat, and did not fight back.

Even if the sword was sacrificed, this symbol, even the spirit, was also chopped by Su Qinmo!

The article on cutting pulp, Su Qinmo's power is enough to kill the early foundation, not to mention in the Thunder Yin Valley, it has also become a place where the Thunder Yin Pulp is washed through.

It's a hard squeeze that doesn't require any skills at all.

Even the spiritual skills of the monks in the early days of the founding of the country were not worth the strength of Su Qin's blood explosion!

Watching Su Qin kill people, no one could stop it. The gray-robed monk finally couldn't stop. He drank a large cup, blew up the late stage of the foundation with all his might, took out a Chinese flying sword, went straight to Su Qin's vest, and stabbed it off!

The two spiritual lines on the sword body were dazzling, scattered with mysterious brilliance, and cold.

This sword is very fast, and for a cold and soft, fat person, can not leave the whole body.

And Su Qinmo cut a person, as if he had eyes on the back of his head, and he didn't look back, it was enough to see the ground, and directly pass through Zhang Xu to avoid this deadly sword!

As expected, the gray monk in the robe looked exactly the same here.

He saw that Su Qin was a physics cultivator, he was very good at it, and it was unrealistic to beat him in a few movements.

"Everybody takes a step back and tries to distance themselves as much as possible. ”

When the gray-robed monk swung his sword on the remote control, he kept chasing Su Qin and shouted: "If it doesn't work, try to keep the sword empty, don't get close to this person!"

Su Qin suddenly laughed, his legs gone, and his feet slammed forward, revealing the appearance of the foal passing through the gap, leaving a series of shadows. ？

"Tempting!"

Su Qinmo suddenly stretched out his palm, and a cloud of thunder erupted in his palm, and the people in front of him lit up, and the thunder was rolling and deafening.

Thunder and chaos are thunder tricks in the thunder formula.

Thunder and lightning is an art of killing and cutting, not lethal, covering a large area.

And the sense of temptation is a kind of auxiliary spirit, which is almost lethal.

Instantly explode with the power of lightning to confuse the opponent's five senses, mainly to protect the opponent's hearing and vision.

The monks who had set up a base on the opposite side felt only a flower in front of them, and the roar in their ears kept ringing, while the rest continued on their way.

In the second minute, Su Qin was killed near the front line.

In the melee, no one was Su Qin's opponent, blood continued to flash, and in the blink of an eye, several grassroots monks on the opposite side had already arrived at the scene!

In this war, out of more than 30 monks who built the foundations, the early monks died!

At this moment, there was an exclamation in the cold, soft air, and the symbol protecting the body was shattered.

Then, the cold and soft palm slapped the stomach heavily, fell out, spat out a mouthful of blood, and the face turned even paler.

The fat man's shoulder blades were also pierced by a flying knife and fell to the ground, in a cold sweat.

But the gray-robed monk was waiting for the opportunity to shoot, although there were no mountains and two lives, but the thin fat man and the cold and soft man were obviously unable to fight anymore.

The gray monk in the robe was very smart. He saw that the strength of the monks in the early days of Jiji had not been able to suppress Su Qin, so he shot for the first time to solve the problem of fat man and cold softness.

In this way, the gray-robed monks could be rearranged, cooperate with the nine mid-stage monks of Jiji, and do everything they can to besiege Su Qinmo!

Su Qin stood in front of this cold, soft and fat man, with a knife in his chest, and his eyes were full of bitterness. In the face of ten basic monks in gray robes, he had no intention of timidity and fear!

Looking at Su Qinmo's back, that cold and soft heart was a little complicated.

Subsequently, Fat Man, Yang Rong, Guan Jin, and Su Qin were not eligible to participate.

But if it weren't for Su Qin, she and that fat man would have died a long time ago.

This fat man is also sentimental.

He originally wanted Su Qinmo to come out and relax, but he didn't expect to encounter this kind of thing, the two brothers unfortunately died, and he and Leng Ruan were also deeply hurt, and they couldn't help it.

"The emperors were suppressed by flying swords and symbols, waiting for the opportunity to burst out and seriously hurt this person!"

The gray robes were very decisive, and the nine mid-term monks under Lu Xun's command, each standing in one direction, unfurled one after the other.

Pounce, pounce, pounce!

Throwing knives flew from the air, mixed with many symbols.

Su Qinmo's eyes squinted slightly, his hands clenched the cold moon knife, roared, opened his arms, and slashed left and right.

However, all the long swords, symbols, and even the spirit of the monks who sacrificed themselves in the middle of the Foundation, Su Qin was able to fight them with his blood without falling on Feng Zheng

But the gray-robed monk was later on the foundation.

Su Qin's pulping article is just that, even if it is fused with the thunder and washing meridians, the strength is not as good as the original.

If it was a pair, Su Qin could rely on a lot of skills to quickly pull out the distance between the two people, and then cut the gray-robed monk under the knife.

Now, the nine mid-stage monks, as the helpers of the gray robe, with the cooperation of Shi Rao, actually confined Su Qinmo to the original place.

It's not that Su Qinmo can't break through.

But once Su Qin left, the cold, soft, and fat man behind him would be killed on the spot.

In the presence of the monks of the middle Jiji period, the role of the spiritual tiger is no longer great.

When! When! When!

The sound of the icy moon knife colliding with the flying sword kept ringing, and Mars was full of bullets.

If you hadn't seen it with your own eyes, it would be hard to imagine ten monks besieging a ninth-layer qi master!

"The king is steady, this son must have hidden a kind of alchemy, making his body strong to this extent, after this son was hacked to death, this alchemy is ours!"

The gray-robed monk shouted again.

The remaining nine monks in the middle section of Jieji were in high spirits, bleeding profusely, and their actions became more cruel and irritable.

The two people, who were cold and fat, sat in place, only to feel the shadows of knives and swords continue to flicker in front of them, and the sound of the brawl at the mouth of the well continued to sound, but from beginning to end, they were not injured.

Su Qin blocked everything for them!

During this period, as a last resort, Su Qin and the gray-robed monk fought a few times, and ate a little blood loss, pulse concussion, and tooth acid.

When the fat man saw Su Qin's predicament, he couldn't help shouting: "Big brother, stay away from us, go first!"

Sipping cold and soft on his red lips, word for word.

Of course, she could tell that without her and that fat man, even the ten Foundation monks across the street would not have been able to stop Su Qin!

"Hah!"

Seeing that the overall situation had been decided, the gray-robed monk couldn't help laughing, "Kid, I think you can hold on for as long as you want!"

The current situation is obvious, Su Qin is completely passive and a little careless, not only can he not protect the two of them, they will also be injured.

As time passed, Su Qin's physical strength gradually ran out of support, and failure was only a matter of time.

Actually, Su Qin was very calm at this time, and he had been watching the crane and the blood-eyed crow in the air collide with each other.

There aren't many blood-eyed crows left because of the previous thunder.

The rest of the people, too, were hunted almost at this time by crane, which made it difficult for it to pose any threat.

Su Qin needed He's help.

In this case, only the strength of the crane can help.

Just like the gray-robed monk laughing, Crane solved the problem of the last few blood-eyed crows, lowered his head, and faced Su Qinmo with a pair of clear eyes.

Su Qin nodded, and the crane knew how to do it.

Due to the previous efforts to stimulate the blood, the green shirt on Su Qinmu's body had exploded, revealing a thin gold wire nail inside.

At this time, Su Qin suddenly took off the golden silk armor and threw it on the ground.

The golden silk armor on Su Qin's body had already been seen in people's eyes, but he didn't take it to heart.

There are no spiritual lines on the gold thread, but they are fake divine devices.

Now, the gray-robed monk saw Su Qin suddenly take off his golden silk armor and throw it on the ground. For a while, he was taken aback and did not understand the meaning behind this move.

Then, the gray-robed monk's pupils contracted dramatically and changed color in a terrifying way.

Su Qin took off his golden silk armor, like a transformed person, and suddenly rushed over, wielding the cold moon knife, wielding many flying knives, and rushing towards the gray robe and Sang

It's so fast!

Twice as fast as before!

A dark shadow swept by, like a ghost, and almost in the blink of an eye, Su Qin rushed to the gray-robed monk in front of him, killed Sora, turned his hand, and patted the gray-robed monk's head.

Father!

The head of the monk in the gray robe was blown up, and the whole person followed him until he died, not knowing what was born.

The golden silk armor is a kind of broken inner spirit of the blood gold silk nail.

Wearing Xuanjin silk armor is equivalent to holding 10,000 catties, so Su Qin has never shown true strength.