As the sound fell, three figures descended, enveloping Zhu Tiancang in a triangular formation.

As far as the eye can see, these three people have different forms.

A sturdy bald head, but not a monk, wearing armor and holding a halberd.

An emaciated old man, hunched back, with a gloomy and terrifying face, and a murderous aura all over his body.

There is also a person wearing a white robe, holding a landscape painting fan, the whole person has a restrained atmosphere, but a pair of eyes are scarlet, which looks very terrifying.

Looking at these three people, a trace of surprise flashed in Zhu Tiancang's eyes.

These three people are the Taiyi Golden Immortals in the Jinghe Dragon Palace, and they are all the cultivators of the later stage of the Taiyi Golden Immortals.

The most important thing is that from the bodies of the three people, Zhu Tiancang felt the mana fluctuations of the orthodox Xuanmen, that is to say, these three people are not monsters, but serious monks.

Couldn't help it, Zhu Tiancang just opened his mouth and said: "What a bold man, you actually forcibly occupied the Jinghe Dragon Palace and plundered the dragon, aren't you afraid of the wrath of the heavenly court!"

As soon as these words came out, the three of them glanced at Zhu Tiancang with disdain, and then said: "Heavenly Court? Now that the heavenly machine is not revealed, how can those immortals know about this matter!"

"Boy, you actually killed our subordinates, then you don't want to leave this place alive today!"

"Don't think that some means are great, under the joint efforts of the three of us, even if you are the Taiyi Golden Immortal Great Perfection, you have to be hated, boy, if you want to blame, blame your own bad life, I dare to come out and make trouble, you are looking for death!"

As he spoke, the three of them had murderous intent on them, and almost instantly locked Zhu Tiancang, and they were about to start using the magic weapon one by one.

Seeing this situation, Zhu Tiancang's eyes flashed with murderous intent.

For these three people, Zhu Tiancang originally wanted to talk about it, but the arrogant attitude of the three of them really made him unhappy.

In addition, he now has the key to enter the ruins in his hand, so naturally he doesn't want too many people to know, and if he kills them, naturally no one will know.

As the three of them said, the Journey to the West has begun, and the heavenly machine has been chaotic, even a saint can hardly capture the heavenly opportunity, and he doesn't have to worry about it.

As soon as he thought of this, Zhu Tiancang shook the Ruyi sword in his hand and said: "Since you are looking for death, then the marshal will fulfill you!"

As he spoke, Zhu Tiancang moved.

Qinglian stepped out, and its figure disappeared in an instant, directly appearing in front of the bald man, the Ruyi sword was like a sword, and the sword intent of killing immortals burst out, and it was fiercely slashed towards that person.

Seeing this, the bald man was startled, and hurriedly raised the halberd in his hand to block.

The sword halberd slammed, and the powerful force burst out, and the bald man's eyes shrank, with a face full of astonishment, and he was directly knocked out by Zhu Tiancang.

In an instant, the formation of the three of them shattered, and the other two reacted one after another, glanced at each other, and whispered in their mouths: "Boy, you are looking for death!"

In this regard, Zhu Tiancang's momentum was released, which was comparable to Da Luo's coercion, and it instantly blocked the figures of the two people.

Under the impact of momentum, the two of them only felt a sweetness in their mouths, and a mouthful of blood was spurting out, and they couldn't care about besieging Zhu Tiancang anymore, they clenched the magic weapon in their hands one by one, stared at Zhu Tiancang in horror and said: "You, you, what kind of person are you!"

After Zhu Tiancang showed his strong strength, the two knew very well that Zhu Tiancang was by no means comparable to them, and the murderous intent in their hearts dissipated, but instead they were frightened, and even thought about fleeing in their hearts.

Taking in the reflections of the two, the corners of Zhu Tiancang's mouth rose slightly: "Want to escape, it's too late!"

As he spoke, Zhu Tiancang's figure moved again, the emperor's eyes opened, the sword intent rushed into the sky, his body was divided into thirty, and the cold voice resounded across the Jinghe River: "Qinglian Sword Song, kill!"

In the next second, thirty figures moved, and the sword qi was mixed with terrifying sword intent.

"Ah......h

In an instant, the screams rang out, and the two of them didn't even have time to resist, they were directly strangled by the sword qi, their bodies turned into pieces, and their souls were annihilated.

As the scream fell, the two monks of the late stage of Taiyi Golden Immortal were completely killed.

After doing all this, Zhu Tiancang's figure emerged, and after exhaling, he muttered, "There is one left." ”

After speaking, Zhu Tiancang's heart moved, and his figure suddenly came to the area where the bald man who was shot out by him was.

With Zhu Tiancang's arrival, the bald man also rushed out of the Jing River, and when he saw that the other two had died tragically under Zhu Tiancang's sword, his eyes shrank, and he wanted to flee at the first time.

After all, Zhu Tiancang was able to kill two Taiyi Golden Immortals who were on par with him in such a short period of time, and it was conceivable that the latter would not have any mercy when he killed him.

"Whew!"

However, just as the bald man was about to flee, a sword aura fell from the sky and directly bombarded the water in front of him.

With a bang, the water of the Jing River exploded, and the bald man retreated dozens of feet in embarrassment, and his figure stood on the surface of the Jing River, raising his head and saying in shock: "This is impossible!"

Before he could come back to his senses, Zhu Tiancang's figure had already fallen from the sky and landed directly in front of him.

Looking at the bald man condescendingly, Zhu Tiancang said, "The entrance to the Jinghe ruins is there!"

As soon as these words came out, the bald man came back to his senses, looked at Zhu Tiancang, who was standing with his sword in his hand, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva, and said in fear: "This immortal, the ruins of the Jing River are in the garden of the Dragon Palace below, but I can't enter at all without the key!"

"Shangxian, the villain knows the whereabouts of the key, and please spare the villain's life, and the villain will take the immortal to find it!"

In this regard, Zhu Tiancang pursed his lips disdainfully.

The key is in his hand, how can he care about the temptation of this man's words?

Shaking the long sword in his hand, Zhu Tiancang continued: "Who are you? Why did you come to Jinghe to make trouble?"

Hearing this, the bald man's expression changed for a moment, and he opened his mouth as if he wanted to say something, but soon the bald man seemed to think of something, swallowed back the words in his mouth, lowered his head and didn't dare to look at Zhu Tiancang, looking unwilling to speak.

Seeing this, Zhu Tiancang's brows furrowed slightly.

The bald man's move aroused his curiosity even more, but the latter didn't say it, and Zhu Tiancang naturally wouldn't waste saliva with him.

As soon as his mind moved, Zhu Tiancang's figure came to the bald man's body, and the momentum around him surged out and suppressed the man's body, and said: "Since you don't say it, then I'll find the answer myself." ”

As he spoke, Zhu Tiancang stretched out his hand and grabbed the bald man's head, and his mind moved, and the soul searching technique was cast. (To be continued.) )