As soon as Leng Xiaohan's words fell, Zizhu disappeared in place. A few flashes of knife light flashed in the air, and the two heads on the roof rolled to Leng Xiaohan's feet.

Zizhu, who was affected by Leng Zhuyi, didn't leave his hand, just a few breaths. There was only one of the nine out-of-body monks left, and it was the silver-veined man.

Sitting on the roof, the man looked at Zizhu approaching step by step in shock and anger. In the end, as if grasping a life-saving straw, he set his eyes on Leng Xiaohan: "Long... I rescued the eldest grandson, Qiuyun!"

The man's shout of collapse made Zizhu stop, and Zizhu looked back at Leng Xiaohan inquiringly.

"Don't want to die, can I? I can give you a chance not to die. The eldest grandson Qiuyun is because of why she became like this...

Who was it!Injured the eldest grandson Qiuyun?" Carefully handing the eldest grandson Qiuyun to Leng Zhuyi, Leng Xiaohan walked in front of the man.

Glancing at the eldest grandson Qiuyun, the man's eyes were very complicated, and envy was mixed with pity: "Because the eldest grandson Qiuyun has scattered a body of demonic skills and practiced the Buddhist exercises." obtained the inheritance of the Rulai Temple, but refused to hand it over even if he was killed.

If this is the case, it would be okay, and more importantly, the eldest grandson Qiuyun actually proposed to leave. It's not just leaving, it's about wanting to quit our organization.

Obtain the inheritance, rebuild the work, and then quit the organization. This... It undoubtedly touched the bottom line of the organization..."

"Who injured the eldest grandson Qiuyun like this?" Not wanting to listen to the man's nonsense, Leng Xiaohan interrupted the man and asked through gritted teeth.

After hesitating for a few seconds, the man just opened his mouth. A voice sounded in Leng Xiaohan's ears: "It's me, how are you doing?"

He Zizhu hurriedly retreated, retreating a few hundred meters, and Leng Xiaohan and the two stopped, only then did they see the appearance of the person who came.

He looks like he is in his early thirties, dressed in green clothes, and his hair is very clean, and he doesn't look like a cult person. More like a teacher than a cult monk.

looked at Leng Xiaohan unhurriedly, and seeing Leng Xiaohan and the two looking at him, Mi Qian straightened out his clothes: "Introduce yourself." Mi Qian, the lord of Sanzhou City, the president of the Tianluo Branch, and the master and adoptive father of the eldest grandson Qiuyun.

Whether it is from the perspective of my father, my master, or the city lord and the president, do I have a problem educating the eldest grandson Qiuyun? Do you want to take the eldest grandson Qiuyun? It's not impossible. ”

Mi Qian stopped halfway through speaking, and set his eyes on Leng Xiaohan.

Secretly glanced at Zizhu, and after seeing Zizhu shaking his head slightly, Leng Xiaohan summoned King Xiangyun. Since he is not a distraction period monk, whether it is fighting or escaping for a while, he will have to rely on King Xiangyun.

Facing the sudden appearance of the Xiangyun King, Mi Qian just glanced at it lightly. Although I don't know what kind of demon beast Xiangyun King is, Mi Qian still didn't pay attention to the demon beasts in the late stage of distraction.

looked at Mi Qian for a long time, and finally Leng Xiaohan said impatiently: "What conditions?"

It's not that Leng Xiaohan is impatient to continue to consume with Mi Qian, Leng Xiaohan is mainly worried about the situation of the eldest grandson Qiuyun.

A hint of pride flashed in his eyes, if it weren't for the inappropriate atmosphere at this time, Mi Qian really wanted to say: The young people nowadays are really unable to hold their breath or something like that.

"I know you, I know Leng Xiaohan's name. What's more, you have recently beaten the Qingyun List monk and become the number one in the Qingyun. Mi Qian is still that unhurried.

It's just Mi Qian's words that made Leng Xiaohan's face change instantly. It's not because of anything else, it's mainly because Leng Xiaohan can't take out the immortal weapon.

As if knowing what Leng Xiaohan was thinking, Mi Qian stretched out his right hand and pressed it in the void: "Don't worry, I won't ask for your immortal weapons and spirit stones, and I don't even want things in the secret realm."

But... You must join my Tianluo Society. As long as you join our Tianluo Society, not only do you not need to pay anything, but our Tianluo Society will also give you one billion spirit stones.

And, after today, whether you want to leave, or if you want to take Qiu Yun with you, I won't stop you. How?"

"You want to borrow my reputation?" As soon as he thought about it, Leng Xiaohan understood what was going on.

Originally, Leng Xiaohan's reputation in the Immortal Sect Continent was already very well-known, and he was first wanted by the original Fourteen Immortal Sects. Not only was it intact, but it also destroyed the Guo family, and at this time it became the first on the Qingyun list.

The current Leng Xiaohan can be called a legend in the eyes of many young people. In the eyes of those monks who have become famous, Leng Xiaohan can be regarded as having a little weight.

No matter what kind of organization Luo will be on this day, as long as it is named Leng Xiaohan, it will be touted and joined by many people.

Giving King Xiangyun a look, Leng Xiaohan slowly shook his head: "I still prefer to destroy you than to join you." ”

The barbed shell appeared, and the Xiangyun King crashed directly into Mi Qian. Faced with the sudden attack of the Xiangyun King, Mi Qian only had time to wave his hand.

"Tong!"

A huge pit appeared in the middle of Sanzhou City, and before Mi Qian could pull out the Xiangyun King who had pierced him, he was taken to the sky by the Xiangyun King. Then, it fell quickly.

"Boom~"

"Boom, boom, boom!" came a series of loud noises.

With the loud bang, the crater not only got bigger and bigger, but also got deeper and deeper. It didn't last long, and there was a slight sound of water in the loud noise.

When King Xiangyun threw a ball of meat paste in front of Leng Xiaohan, Leng Xiaohan's True Yuan Sword Body automatically operated.

A stream of True Yuan suddenly appeared, washing Leng Xiaohan's body, although it didn't play any role at all. But if you don't waste your cultivation experience like this, Leng Xiaohan will break through to the out-of-body stage.

'Fruit... It's so terrifying. No, not that it's really terrifying, but it's even more terrifying than the legend. Bai Shan watched Leng Xiaohan's pupils retract in astonishment, and at present, Bai Shan only hoped that Leng Xiaohan had forgotten about himself.

Let King Xiangyun put away the car shell, and Leng Xiaohan gently placed the eldest grandson Qiuyun on King Xiangyun. patted Leng Zhuyi's head, Leng Xiaohan said softly: "You stay here, optimistic about Yongjing." ”

"We... Kill!" With Zizhu and Wang Yinhua, Leng Xiaohan went around to kill.

Even if there are more than 100,000 monks in Sanzhou City, among these hundreds of thousands of monks, the highest cultivator is only in the Yuan infant stage. It would be fine if these monks were bent on fighting Leng Xiaohan and the others, but these monks were bent on running for their lives, which would be very time-consuming.

When the first rays of sunlight shone on the ground in the morning, Leng Xiaohan twisted the neck of the last monk, and Wang Yinhua immediately stuffed the body into his trunk.

Looking at the three killing gods not far away, Bai Shan didn't think about escaping. It's just that whenever Bai Shan moves, Leng Xiaohan's gaze will move to Bai Shan.

"Congratulations to the player for completing the Slaughter of the City achievement. Won the title: Red face wounded, 100,000 corpses.

Congratulations to the players who have improved their special skill 'Killing' after this battle.

Kill (Xiaocheng): Deal 200% damage to Terrans, and have a proficiency of 161,000,000. (Off)"

The prompt sound of the system made Leng Xiaohan's blood-red eyes full of murderous intent give rise to a trace of sobriety.