(Cat flutter Chinese) moving mountain ruins, in a mountain col. Watermark Advertising TestWatermark Advertising TestA dozen monks excitedly decompose the corpses of wild beasts in a place.

The air was filled with the smell of blood, and there were several corpses of the same door not far away, which were already cold. A female cultivator who was delicate but had a very proud figure said, "Senior brother, remember to leave the tenth-order desolate core to others." As she spoke, she rubbed her towering boobs against the elder brother's next door.

"Good, good. My sister Tong is the most well-behaved. The other junior brother was unconvinced and said, "Senior brother, why? When this group of ghost-eyed bone wolves attacked just now, she didn't exert half of her strength! In order to save her, she also killed two junior brothers. ”

"Hmph, Senior Sister Tong is diligent, hard-working, and doesn't give it to her, is it for you?!"

"You!" he was still waiting, and was held down by his fellow doorman next to him and pulled aside. Senior Sister Tong hugged Senior Brother's arms tightly with both hands, and half of her body was about to hang up, pretending to be frightened: "Senior Brother, this Senior Brother is so bad, people are afraid." ”

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. The senior brother swallowed his saliva and said, "There is me." On the other side, the junior brother was still angry.

"Why bother? You don't know that wanderer. Listen, she climbed into the bed of several powerful elders, and the backstage was hard. ”

"Alas, how can the Sect Master tolerate such a person?"

"That hoof is amazing, the sect master is still waiting for her to be promoted to the Divine Monarch Dacheng in a thousand years, and the sect will be promoted to a three-star power. ”

"Phew, such a sect, the black smoke and miasma, I really can't stay any longer. ”

"Less. Anyway, it's much better than casual cultivation. ”

"Alas......" Suddenly, a cold voice came: "I don't want to live so much, I'll fulfill you!" Then, the two brothers and sisters saw ten black-robed monks, lined up, blocking the way.

"You are ......"

Before the word "who" could be spoken, the junior brother was instantly killed. The other fellow was so frightened that he turned around and was about to run away.

However, ten to one, how could he be allowed to escape? As soon as he moved away, he fell into a trap and was smashed to pieces by the ten powerful momentum!

Almost instantly killed the two Ancestral Immortals!, however, the black-robed monk did not show the slightest expression, as if this was an extremely natural thing.

They did not hide it, and slaughtered it in the open. The senior brother's face sank, and he said, "Who are you waiting for?" The black-robed monk did not return, and he brushed out the flying sword and bombarded it directly.

These ten turned out to be all gold-based monks, and ten flying swords pierced everything.

With a "click", the shield that the senior brother hastily sacrificed was shredded, followed by his physical body.

The phantom flashed, and the senior brother spat out a mouthful of blood and appeared a mile away in embarrassment.

"Stand-in puppet?" said one of the black-robed monks, "Wait for me to kill you!" A flash of golden light flashed as he pounced on the senior brother.

The others killed Senior Sister Tong and others. Senior Sister Tong seems to be delicate, but her strength is extraordinary, at least not worse than that senior brother.

She sacrificed a red ling, which was offensive and defensive, and fought on a par with a black-robed monk. It's a pity that the other fellow disciples are too weak, and as soon as they fight, two people died.

After more than ten breaths, Senior Sister Tong was still struggling. The other black-robed monks didn't have thousands of helpers, and they smiled and watched them fight.

Senior Sister Tong was drenched in sweat, and the meat balls on her chest jumped one after another, as if they were about to jump out. She smiled charmingly as she played, and said, "Big brothers, spare the woman." As long as you let me go, you can do it. Then, her shoulder straps suddenly loosened, revealing white and tender shoulders.

How could the black robe fall for the simple beauty trick? One of the onlookers even laughed and said, "Beauty, you have broken the abacus." I'm a fellow disciple and I'm more interested in the corpses of beautiful women. ”

"Hahaha. Senior Sister Tong felt a chill in her heart and shivered. A flying sword in a black robe

"Smack" seized this opportunity and slammed it on her fragrant shoulder, blood splattered! She secretly said: "It's over!" At this moment, she regretted very much, why didn't she listen to the words of the senior brother, and had to enter the middle ground of this ruin!

At this moment, the black-robed monk who was chasing the senior brother returned. He threw out a piece of black stuff, which happened to be the head of the senior brother: "This kid is not strong, but he runs quite fast." He looked at the scene here and said, "What's the matter? Do you want me to do it myself?"

"Don't dare!" the flying sword was like lightning. After a few breaths, the beauty has become a white bone.

"Let's go!" said the black robe who took the lead, "Find the next batch!" The ten people simply packed up the spoils and left quickly.

In less than a cup of tea, more than a dozen monks from a two-star sect were slaughtered! The killing intent was like the first snow, unconsciously blending into the entire mountain-moving ruins.

On a certain rushing river, there were more than ten dead bodies floating quietly, one of them was the most miserable, his head was missing, his hands were twisted into twists, one thigh was cut off by Qi Gen, and the only one that was left was drooping and broken.

On the top of a mountain, five dead bodies were nailed to the cliff, and the blood that flowed out had turned purple and blackened. In the lush forest, nine male cultivators were hung from a tree ten feet high, and there was no breath at all.

In the vast desert, more than two dozen dead bodies were gradually submerged in the yellow sand. Among them, there were actually seven female corpses, their clothes and shoes were all faded, and their bodies like white fat and jade showed purple marks after being ravaged...... One of them is none other than the Gu Yuan Sect Rushang Fairy!

Not long ago, he was still in high spirits, but at this moment he was lying cold, dying in such a humiliating way.

In front of a stone house in the middle of the ruins, eight people died tragically! Among them, there were five black-robed monks, and they were the only black-robed corpses that appeared in so many massacres!

If Ye Ning was here, he would definitely be able to recognize the three people who died: the Black Clan of the Dusk Temple! There was no corpse of the Black Nightmare among them, and they must have escaped the slaughter.

As the chief disciple of the peak three-star power, it is not difficult to do this. Inside a type of palace.

The gluttonous masked male cultivator sat coldly. The Black Feather Cultivator sat on her right, and the other eight people also sat around.

They were silent, as if waiting for something. About half an hour later, a group of ten people walked in.

Their black robes were torn and their robes were bloody, but their faces were cold. One of them said loudly: "Returning to the gluttonous god general, a team has successfully completed the task, killing eighty-six disciples of the two-star sect and eleven disciples of the three-star sect!" ”

"Yes!" Ten people stood quietly in the hall like javelins. If there were monks who were familiar with the rebel clans of the Immortal Realm, they would definitely be very surprised.

Because

"Divine General" is the name of the rebel clan for the Divine Monarch, and only the strongest can receive this honor! Could it be that this male cultivator wearing a gluttonous mask is actually a self-proclaimed Divine Monarch?

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