The catastrophe, Kong Zheng has seen it.

A small catastrophe, Kong Zheng has also experienced it.

This trap beast is not even a catastrophe.

As a two-life instrument cultivator, the magic weapon is the monk's gall, and after Kong Zheng saw the beast king, he circled around the stone forest. This is the foundation building realm's cultivation mechanism, which means that its attack level has the strength of foundation building cultivation.

But in essence, this thing is not comparable to the cultivation of the foundation building realm at all.

"There is no body method, no dodge, insufficient defense, if this beast king really fights, ten may not be able to fight one of the same realm. ”

Kong Zheng's five fingers were forced, embedded in the stone pillar, grabbed a big stone, suddenly dodged, and the stone smashed out.

The Beastmaster opened his mouth and sprayed, an opening thunderbolt shot out, the stone shattered, and the next moment, before the open mouth was closed, a magic sword pierced into the opponent's mouth, and with a strong twist, the Beastmaster became thin from his head to his neck.

"What?"

"It's amazing......"

Above the stone forest, next to the big pit, many people saw Kong Zheng's attack.

This is a body cultivation that knows how to swordsmanship!

The timing of the shot is accurate, almost in one go, and the action is fast, no matter how you look at it, it looks like a disciple cultivated by the Great Pope.

Without the beast king blocking the way, Kong Zheng's advance was smoother, and after the third trap beast king was slaughtered by Kong Zheng, next to the big pit, an old man appeared.

The old man narrowed his eyes and looked down: "Ah Qing." ”

"Master. A young man next to him replied.

"This little friar is amazing. ”

"Yes, Uncle Shi's Trap Beastmaster can be broken by him...... It's just that the body path monk went to practice the sword, and it was too much. In the future, he will be successful in cultivation, and his physical strength will be much more powerful than that of magic weapons. ”

"No, I mean his eyesight. ”

"Oh?"

The young man was puzzled, and the old man said: "This person's name is Kong Xuancheng, and when he passed the first level before, he used twelve breaths. I went to the platform of the agency to see that the people of the agency were all injured in the vital points, and they were pierced with sharp magic weapons. ”

"Master admires him?"

"I just thought it was interesting. A physical cultivator, but he is good at swordsmanship, this kind of monk will definitely not be a thing in the pool in the future. You are ready to befriend him, and the sect may be useful to him at that time. After the old man finished speaking, he turned and left.

Friendship?

The young man knew Master's temperament, and thought about it in his heart: It seems that Master is going to find some people to try out.

However, he glanced at the sleeping little doll in his arms and smiled bitterly: "Master, I still have to take care of my uncle." ”

The old man paused, turned his head and said, "Take it with you." By the way, the sect must not be exposed. ”

In the array, Kong Zheng's performance attracted the attention of many people, Hengtong Gambling Hall, Worship Prison, and some cultivation forces in Great Xia had never heard of the name of this monk, and when they saw this group of monks, Kong Zheng was the first to kill out of the stone forest, and they greeted him one after another.

"Dare to ask Shaoxia, but is it Kong Xuancheng who is a loose cultivator in Yuezhou?"

Through the stone forest, Kong Zheng came to an altar-like place, and there were more than a dozen people around. If it is said that Kong Zheng's passing the first level is a fluke and an accident, then his strength in this level has been seen by everyone.

"Yes. Kong Zheng looked at them, inexplicable.

"Ha, that's right. ”

The leader paused: "Your Excellency's strength is good, I am a monk of Golden Toad City, and Jin Toad City's gambling hall business in Great Xia is all over the mortal world and the immortal cultivation world, and I can be regarded as a rich party." My city lord asked me to come here to make friends, this third level has a high elimination rate, if you fail to pass, I am willing to arrange a place for you, I don't know if it's good?"

"It's the same with our Worship Prison, if you fail to pass the third level, we will offer you a position as the Imperial Tomb Guardian Immortal Master to recruit you. ”

"I heard that Your Excellency is a loose cultivator in Yuezhou, Yuezhou is located in a remote area, presumably Your Excellency is here to practice in Great Xia, and our Crazy Sword Hall is also willing to recruit you to get started, Your Excellency will consider it?"

A few people gossiped, and Kong Zheng understood their intentions.

This group of people, can't you think of me to order good?

Kong Zheng found that a young man also came over, holding the child in his arms, and wondered, "You also recruited me?"

The young man was worried about how to speak, and when he heard the words, he laughed: "Yes...... It's not a ......."

Ambiguous answer, Kong Zheng wondered: "They have a gambling house to recruit me, maybe to protect the field." If the imperial tomb recruited me, I went to protect the tomb. There is also a sect that recruits me, as if I am a disciple. What are you recruiting me for......? I don't understand this. ”

The corners of the young man's mouth twitched, and he found that the other party's thinking was strange, and when he heard it, he said, "I, I just know you." ”

He leaned over and whispered, "I'm a Jindan Realm monk, can I be friends with you?"

For the first time, Kong Zheng felt that there was something wrong with the Great Xia monk's brain.

The people of this place seem to like to make friends with monks from all walks of life. Jindan Realm...... If you don't cultivate well, why are you friends with me, a nobody?

If you don't understand, you don't understand, after all, the world is vast, and there are customs in various places, Kong Zheng arched his hand to the surroundings: "Thank you for taking a fancy to it, but the third level should not be difficult...... Why don't you go to someone else? ”

Kong Zheng said and quickly slipped away.

None of them could recruit Kong Zheng, and everyone looked at the people who were enshrined in the prison: "This guy seems to be determined to go with you." ”

Although the enshrinement supervisor did not recruit Kong Zheng as a mausoleum protector, he was also very happy to see that Kong Zheng was still ready to fight hard and get a position of enshrinement.

He looked around and said, "I'm sorry, fellow Daoists, the reputation of the Great Xia Worship Prison is outside, and it has been stained with the light of the ancestors of the royal family of the past dynasties, hahahaha...... This Kong Xuancheng seems to be following us, don't be angry. ”

Slipping a potential monk out of his hand is not a big problem, there will always be a few such monks every sixty years, and it is still unknown whether they can survive to rise, and everyone exchanged pleasantries, and then dispersed.

At the end of the second level, thirty-two people in the Beastmaster Formation passed, and the number of people immediately decreased by half.

The enshrinement announced that the third level was about to begin.

The third level is the altar of killing.

This altar is not big or small, connected to a quaint palace, this level is for everyone to gather together to fight, die, or leave the altar, the palace range, will be eliminated.

In this level, four people must compete for the final fight.

At this point, anyone can see what the test is.

First of all, the assessment of the third level is by no means fair.

Anyone can gang up and eliminate dissidents, and the relationship is complex, with forces and individuals on all sides trying to win over partners.

Black Flag Mountain is one of the most favorable competitive forces this time, the monks of Black Flag Mountain are bandits, and they want to hug the thick legs of the Great Xia royal family, and continue to show goodwill, this Sancai Festival is an opportunity. Once you can become an enshrinement, you will have the opportunity to become a vassal of the Great Xia royal family, so the competition is extremely hard.

Baishaling, Qingyang Houfu and other monks, is also one of the most favorable competitive forces, this group of monks from the family of Great Xia, ancestors more or less have various ties with the Great Xia royal family, as the family grows and expands, they need more resources, but also need a harder relationship, so that the family behind them can stabilize the interaction with the Great Xia royal family.

The rest of the monks, many of them are from small sects, and most of them are monks with a single lineage, compared to the monks in the group, they have a thin foundation, and they have nothing to worry about, just looking for a place to stay.

Therefore, there are not a few monks who have similar ideas to Kong Zheng.

They don't mind the relationship or background at all, they just want a stable cultivation environment and a backer who can help them for the time being. So the olive branch of the Great Xia royal family, they also want to seize it.

"The third level, the Altar of Killing, begins!"

One of the worshippers presiding over the third level announced that the thirty-two monks began to enter.

After three incense sticks, the competition began, until the remaining four people were left, and the competition ended. There will be casualties during this period, if there is a person who quits in the middle of the process, please make it clear immediately. ”

Three sticks of incense are lit.

The monks who had entered the customs quickly dispersed.

The altar is too obvious, you will suffer if you fight alone, Kong Zheng came to the palace and found that many people's choices were the same as his own, this battle was a melee, Kong Zheng felt that he might need to use sword qi for a while, but there were many people here. The fact that he owns the double dantian should not be exposed for the time being.

The palace has three floors, Kong Zheng is constantly looking for corners, and in a room on the second floor that is not satisfied with the stone tablet, he made sure that there is no magic circle around, so he stays here with peace of mind.

All around, there was silence, and then, as the first fight sounded, the third level began.

Life and death are experiences that will always be encountered on the path of cultivation.

Kong Zheng listened to the screams coming from outside, his face was expressionless, and he looked at these stone tablets in a daze.

In the palace, a fight also began, and there were screams and fights on the first and third floors, until Kong Zheng finished reading the first stone tablet, and a figure walked in at the door.

"Your Excellency is so leisurely, you are hiding here. ”

It was a man with a black scarf around his neck, and when he saw Kong Zheng, he had a smile in his eyes.

Kong Zheng glanced at him, and smiled back: "Yuezhou scattered cultivation, Kong Xuancheng." ”

"Hahahaha, interesting, as for me, you don't need to know, because ......"

Before the man could finish his sentence, he noticed a long black sword flying with lightning speed, piercing his heart and pinning him to the wall.

The man's eyes were out of focus, and there was an incredible look in his eyes before he died.

Kong Zheng walked over, pulled out his long sword, and wiped the blood stains on it with a cloth: "Telling your name is to make you die clearly." ”

Killing people is not a very fun thing, but it can make people excited.

Kong Zheng knew that his murderous intentions were a bit heavy, in other words, he was a little indifferent. This is the biggest characteristic of a demonic monk, but he is not a demonic disciple.

Ignoring other people's lives, ignoring their own lives, and being full of life-saving temperament, the master taught Kong Zheng many times, but Kong Zheng couldn't understand it, so the master sent him to the Xingtan Holy Sect to learn the hearts of those Confucian cultivators and benevolent people.

But Kong Zheng still didn't learn.

Trying to avoid looking at the corpse of the monk just now, Kong Zheng's gaze turned back to the stone tablet.

The stone tablet is written as a chronicle of Great Xia.

It's incomplete, but it's a record of some big things.

After Kong Zheng finished reading the third stele, another person appeared at the door.

"Hey, Zhao Yu actually died here. Your Excellency has some skills. ”

The monk glanced in and found Kong Zheng looking at him, and his face showed surprise: "I know you." In the first level, you used twelve breaths, and in the second level, you slaughtered five Trap Beast Kings, your name is Kong Xuancheng. ”

Kong Zheng nodded, and found that the other party did not retreat because he performed well, but instead had a real air rotation around his body, and a layer of 'gang clothes' appeared.

Gangyi is the true qi of body cultivation, Kong Zheng watched this body cultivator walking towards him, his hands kept opening and clenching, and he looked eager to try.

"You are?"

"There is no door and no faction, and the Great Xia is scattered. My master died a long time ago. ”

The man walked over, Kong Zheng flashed behind the stone tablet, and the man smiled: "Do you want to run......?"

The body cultivator suddenly heard a sharp sound, and the next moment, the stone tablet next to his head was pierced by a sword, revealing a small hole, and the sword came like a poisonous snake and pierced through his temple.

Kong Zheng flashed back from behind the stele: "I'm sorry...... I thought you were going to do it. ”

After all, this kind of attack is already a sneak attack.

Sneak attack to kill an opponent, Kong Zheng will not have a mustard in his heart, but the other party will be slaughtered before he finishes speaking, which is not very merciful.

Maybe people like him are a little boring, and killing people will make him feel interesting, and he finally came across this kind of opportunity, so he didn't control it......

"It's all harmful, bad for my Dao heart. "If it weren't for Lu Wucai's nightmare array, so that he didn't have to worry about human life and went on a killing spree, he wouldn't have re-embarked on this old path.

This old thing, not a good person.

The two of them died in the house, the smell of blood had already permeated, Kong Zheng felt that the pores of his limbs were shrinking, his hairs stood on end, and then he relaxed, and his stone-like heart gradually became active.

Inside the house, Kong Zheng leaned against the door frame, his general face exposed.

Some of the monks on the third floor saw Kong Zheng and were not ready to come, and a few of the monks on the first floor saw Kong Zheng and shouted to go upstairs.

Kong Zheng could now hear his own heartbeat beating faster and faster.

Three monks had already reached the second floor, and Kong Zheng flashed back to his room.

"Don't run, boy, admit defeat or die!!"

Leaning against the wall, Kong Zheng's head hung down, the knuckles of the sword pinched were white, and when he heard that the other party was about to come in, Kong Zheng raised his sword and stabbed it fiercely against the wall.

Three swords!

Almost instantly, three swords stabbed out!

Every sword pierces through the wall.

After the three swords were stabbed, Kong Zheng pulled out his long sword, and the hole in the wall turned into a blood hole, he wiped the blood stains on the sword body, leaned back against the door frame, and looked outside.

The three monks had become three corpses, and Kong Zheng smiled strangely, as if admiring his own masterpiece.

He looked up slightly, looking at the third floor.

The monk who had been secretly looking at himself saw Kong Zheng's eyes, shuddered inadvertently, and quickly left.

The palace became quiet again.

At the gate, the monks led by Heiqi Mountain and the noble monks of Daxia organized by Baishaling were fighting hotly.

"Lao Xun, what are you doing when you run out?"

A middle-aged monk hid in a corner outside the palace, and when he saw a trembling man jumping from the third floor of the palace, he hurriedly asked.

The man named Lao Xun looked vigilant, and the middle-aged monk tore his face: "I!"

The fake face was held in his hand, and Lao Xun realized that the other party's face was an acquaintance: "Brother Pang, why are you dressed like this?"

"I put on a fake face, joined the Black Flag Mountain side, and joined the Baishaling side with my real face, and I was a living person. ”

"You're so shrewd......"

"We don't have any background, it's just to win a place. By the way, how can you be the same as losing your soul. ”

Lao Xun was stunned for a moment, and said tremblingly: "There is a powerful guy inside." I've already killed five monks...... I didn't come out again, for fear of being poisoned. ”

Five?!

The young man surnamed Pang widened his eyes, this level, there were only thirty-two monks in total, and that person erased one-sixth of them at once?

"It's amazing......"

"Isn't it? That is, the first level used twelve breaths, and the second level killed Kong Xuancheng of the Beast King. ”

After Lao Xun finished speaking, he suddenly found that the young man in front of him had a strange expression.

"What's wrong, Brother Pang, Pang Yuxiao???"

The young man came back to his senses and suddenly smiled, "It's okay...... Distracted. ”