"Yes, they are disciples of the Might and Magic!"

The girl in the pink dress nodded hurriedly.

"Oh"

Su Qin replied, looked back at the girl in the pink dress, and said softly: "I have never softened the magic door, I saw one, killed one!"

Su Qin really hated demons.

The Huanxi Sect of the Yan Kingdom was not right, he witnessed the cruel methods of the people on the Demon Gate, and when he came to Maple City, hundreds of thousands of innocent people died tragically!

Su Qin didn't seem to be anything good, but it seemed to mean something else.

The bright light flashed in the eyes of the girl in the pink dress and smiled: "This is not necessarily true. ”

Su Qin closed his mouth, put the Blood Crystal Bow on his back, pulled out the Cold Moon Knife and clamped it around his waist, and walked towards the fork in the road not far away.

The black-robed monk rushed out with a black bone spear. He saw a green-shirted monk who looked like a scholar walking towards him, with a large bloody bow on his body, an quiver on his back, and a long knife in his hand.

"Did you shoot the arrow?"

The black-robed monk has bright eyes, slightly distorted corners of his mouth, and a trace of cruelty in his eyes.

The bone spear was so glaring, black as ink, and squirted out thinly.

Although there are no psychic injections, the bone gun is much more powerful than other weapons.

Su Qin looked the same, his wrist turned, and the Cold Moon Knife was raised.

If!

The bone spear was opened by an icy moon knife.

"Huh?"

The black-robed monk cheered, surprised, and thought to himself, "What is this Rao Lu?"

He didn't know that meeting a monk here would not only block his bone spear, but also blow it away!

You know, out of these seven magical gates, only three ancestors really possessed the superior refining arts, the strongest of which was the Overlord Temple, followed by their religion, the last was the Secret Killing Gate, which was the only one who had inherited the advanced refining art, the strongest was the Temple, the second was their religion, and finally the Secret Killing Door.

While the disciples of the other four magicians were also cultivating their bodies, they only used aura and psychic power to cool their bodies.

This is the most common and common quenching technique.

Compared to a real grinder, the melee strength of such a monk is very different.

The black-robed monk, as the devil of this life, naturally does not need to have much strength in close combat.

Before entering this place, the black-robed monk thought that there were only two people worthy of attention in this place of inheritance, one of them was the devil of the overlord family, and the other was the demon of killing the door.

In front of us, this green-shirted scholar certainly can't be the devil of the overlord's family.

Although the Secret Door Demon is known as the Thousand-Faced Killer, and no one has ever seen his true face, his weapon is always the same, and it is the inheritance weapon of the Secret Killing Gate, called the Assassin's Blade!

The assassin's blade was a narrow, thin sword, not the long knife in front of him.

"Pounce!"

Su Qin opened a bone spear, Leng Yue's knife didn't stop, and the trend slashed forward, slashing towards the black-robed monk's cheek!

The knife didn't arrive, and it got cold into the body!

If it weren't for the flesh of the black robe, they had aura and mental training all year round, I was afraid that the body would become stiff in the shadow of this sword spirit.

"How powerful!"

The black-robed monk didn't dare to be careless, and hurriedly retreated, avoiding Lianzi.

At this moment, the monks of the other sects squeezed out from the fork in the road and surrounded Su Qin.

"Oh, unfortunately, you have such good skills, but you're going to die here!"

The black-robed monk smiled, bleeding, and his eyes suddenly became as black as ink, and there were no white eyes!

The body of the black-robed monk faintly emitted a trace of bad breath.

Su Qin looked like usual, holding the long knife in his hand, and the blood on his body was ready.

"Let you die today!"

The black-robed monk roared, burst out with bloodline power, and rushed up again, the bone spear was held in his hand, a huge arc surfaced, the black gas was dazzling, the tip of the spear was flying, and the drops were difficult to distinguish.

Next to it, monks flocked to it.

"Oh"

Su Qin smiled, his eyes full of killing!

"Squeak! squeak!"

The laughter did not stop, and the ears of the black-robed monk suddenly heard a wave of sea tide.

And the sound of this tide actually originated in front of this green-shirted monk!

"What?"

"It's a bloody voice!"

"What a strong blood. Is this the realm of 'blood in the biography'?"

People's hearts were taken aback and faded with fear.

In the art of movement, there is a distinction between up and down.

In the so-called inferior alchemy, the quenched parts are nothing more than skin, flesh, muscle, and bones.

And it can be cut into the marrow for blood alchemy, which is superior!

However, any good alchemy will refer to a state of blood cutting, which is that "blood is like lead and mercury", that is, every drop of blood in the body is as heavy, hard, round, and powerful as lead and mercury!

This is a type of myeloid exchange transfusion, which is very high and difficult to achieve.

In the blood, like lead and mercury, there is a more illusory realm, that is, blood, like the tide of the sea!

It is rumored that once the movement in this realm is bloody, the body will gush out of the sea with a surging sound, a violent rage, and an amazing explosive power!

Every time such a monk fires a gun, he will bring the tide into the atmosphere, as if to destroy the world, unstoppable and extremely terrifying!

Those present were shocked when they heard the sound of "blood like a tide".

Then, the black-robed monk was different from the others again, his eyes were full of incredible colors, and his pupils began to shrink!

"Rumble!"

In this wave of sound, there is also a faint mixture of rolling thunder, dull and powerful, breathtaking!

"What is this?"

"Why is there thunder in the tide?"

After practicing the two top-notch pulp cutting secrets, Su Qin's realm was not simply a tide of blood.

The sound of blood is like thunder, and the roar is like a tiger and a leopard!

This is an unprecedented 6 thunder on the unprecedented tiger and leopard!

Not to mention the black-robed monk, even if the power of the earth is taught, the ancestor-level devil can't recognize this blood source.

Today's Su Qin once broke out with blood, not only has the atmosphere of the sea tide, but also belongs to the ferocious spirit of the Tiger and Par Great Demon, with just the right amount of lightning power!

On the icy moon knife, there was a trace of thunder, a dazzling light, and the surrounding night would reflect like day!?

The black-robed monk changed color in a terrible way.

You know, the bad qi is yin, most of it is hidden deep underground, nine secrets, and the most afraid is that lightning has no power to throw.

The bone gun in his hand was made by brainstorming and training, and even without movement, the strength should not be underestimated if he danced a few times.

His blood was filled with rage, and it was stronger!

Now, the black-robed monk's card was suppressed to death by Su Qin!

It was too late, the black-robed monk picked up the gun, changed his posture, clenched the bone spear with both hands, blocked it upward, completely gave up the attack, and defended with all his might.

If!

The icy moon knife was badly cut on the bone spear.

As soon as the dark air on the bone gun rises, it is suppressed by thunder.

The black-robed monk was shocked, buzzing, the pedals kept retreating, and his whole arm was swollen and painful, which was very uncomfortable.

In fact, in terms of strength, he was no weaker than Su Qin.

But the spirit was naturally bound by the power of thunder and lightning, even if the black-robed monk had a lot of power, he couldn't swing seventy percent, but he was forced back by Su Qin with a knife!

Because what is taught to the devil on earth is still the same, and the rest of the heat and so on are even worse.

There were many sword lights around, the shadows of swords were flying, and a group of monks gathered around.

Su Qin's eyes squinted slightly.

It is unrealistic to kill a black-robed monk in a short period of time. If he is entangled by the black-robed monk, he may be besieged.

No matter how bad this group of monks is, they are all refineries.

Su Qin didn't dare to hug it big, his eyes were bright, he roared angrily, his feet suddenly moved left and right, and at the same time cut out the cold moon knife in his hand!

This knife is so ferocious!

The weapon in the monk's hand was cut off by Su Qin, and the whole person was split in half, blood poured out, internal organs were sprinkled on the ground, and his breath rushed into the air.

Plop! Plop!

Su Qin looked back, and the cold moon knife cut two arcs across his palm.

The two monks had a sore throat and a thin trail of blood appeared on their necks, paused and spewed out a cloud of blood mist.

Su Qin walked horizontally, slashing out a bloody path with a strong and invincible posture, barely stopping, and the weapons in other directions suddenly failed.

After Su Qin rushed out, the figure barely stopped, turned around again, and rushed back!

Wow!

A knife was cut off, blood was boiling, and thunder roared.

"Ahh

The monk roared across the street, with qi and blood, and with a large shield on his body, and climbed to the top of the mountain!

Bang!

The icy moon knife landed on the shield with a loud deafening sound.

Then there was a dense sound of bones cracking.

Under the shield, the monk's face was like ashes, half of his body was shattered, and his whole body was crushed to the ground, coughing with blood in his mouth, unable to live.

This knife, seeing that Rao's teeth are sore, the liver is broken!

Su Qin didn't know any knife techniques.

His sword technique was completely explored in actual combat, and the sword was magnificent on the outside, but it was fierce and not cast.

To teach a group of monks, only the black-robed monks could stop Su Qin's power, but the rest couldn't.

The tiger's mouth is lightly cracked, the weapon is out of control, heavy, and it will be shocked to death on the spot!

No one stood up against Su Qin, and the earth told the people that they could not form a siege at all.

"Zi, are you from the Immortal Sect?" the black-robed monk frowned and asked bitterly.

"Immortal Gate"

Su Qin frowned secretly.

Su Qin visited this illusory mountain peak and learned many things from it that he didn't know before.

Fairy, this word, in the realm of truth, not everyone is qualified to seal, and not everyone dares to sharpen the sword

Immortals, immortals, how can we talk about immortals if immortals are so easy to achieve?