readx;?“ The efficiency is really poor, I really don't know how they hunt down traitors to their sect or people who harm the interests of their sect. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info But I really didn't expect that kid's disciple to be the way of the talisman, could it be that the way of the Yang Divine Dao is to enter the way with the talisman? Although the cultivation of the few who died in front of them is not high, but their way of the talisman has a lot of merits. Forget it, slaughter this and leave this area, after a while, this Yang Shinto is afraid that it will block the entire area, although there are dozens of stars in this area, but this Yang Shinto also has a sect in the god realm, and the Yang Shinto sect in this fairy world is afraid that there are things handed down from the god realm, and I am afraid that it will not be able to hide. ”

"I'm not waiting for you, it's not Ben Shao's style to wait for the rabbit. ”

Pang Jiu stood in the void and muttered to himself, then pinched his hands and sealed, and his whole body burst out with rolling blood, and then a purple and gold giant tiger appeared in front of him, and then Pang Jiu sat on the giant tiger and galloped towards the southwest.

I saw that the giant tiger jumped and jumped, and in a blink of an eye, it was already dozens of miles away.

Qing Yong is the mainstay of Yang Shendao, and his status after entering the Ascending Immortal Realm and returning to Yang Shendao has risen all the way, and his cultivation has continued to improve, and after he was promoted to Immortal Monarch, he was transferred to the Yang Shendao to master the punishment in the vein. Qing Yong, one of the eight great killing gods of Yang Shinto, killed countless monks who infringed on the interests of Yang Shinto in the past 100,000 years, and killed many monks who rebelled against Yang Shinto's fellow brothers, uncles and nephews. In these tens of thousands of years, it is because of Qing Yong's ferocity of treating traitors that there are almost no rebels in Yang Shendao, Qing Yong is not the highest cultivation of the eight killing gods of Yang Shendao, but it is the most terrifying and unwilling to encounter the killing god, because Qing Yong is like a maggot on the tarsal bone, once he is targeted If there is no chance against the sky or if he has a cultivation that Qing Yong cannot match, then the monk he is targeting is a corpse.

Qing Yong's face is just like his famous name, his face and his body are densely covered with scars, which are the scars he deliberately left, because these scars are a kind of glory in his eyes, a kind of shame, and at the same time, Qing Yong likes to bare his upper body and only wears a tattered pants, the pants he wears are not ordinary clothes, this is a superb immortal weapon, which he accidentally broke into a ruins when he hunted down a monk who violated the interests of Yang Shinto, and he has been wearing these pants since then, but this habit of bare his upper body is his habit in the lower realm。 His rugged appearance, scars, and the long serrated knife on his shoulder have become the hallmark of Qing Yong, who is not only one of the eight killing gods of Yang Shinto, but also has a reputation in the fairy world.

At this time, a burning talisman floated in front of Qing Yong, and the flame faintly floated in one direction, and the direction that this flame pointed to was exactly the direction that Pang Jiu had just now.

The flames suddenly exploded, and a blood-dripping knife appeared on the tip of the flame, and Qing Yong raised his eyebrows, and then his face appeared in surprise but turned into horror in the blink of an eye.

Frightened, he pushed forward, only to see hundreds of earthy yellow runes appear in front of him, and then his hands clenched the long serrated knife in front of him, and he used the knife as a pen to trace the runes in front of him.

A purple and golden light struck from the sky in an instant.

"Emperor Tiger Roar"

A tiger roar shook the rivers and mountains, the tiger roar of tearing gold and cracking stones swept in, Qing Yong's ears left two lines of pale golden blood, the talisman in front of him burned out in an instant, and it was at this time that he drew the first rune with a knife as a pen, the crooked rune blocked in front of Qing Yong and continued to dim, although the rune continued to dim but also gave Qing Yong time to breathe, the purple and gold sound wave produced by the tiger roar pushed Qing Yong from the sky to the ground, the sound wave not only killed Qing Yong, but also destroyed the rolling hills of hundreds of miles below Qing Yong in an instant.

Qing Yong, who was suppressed from the air, kept swinging the long jagged knife, and twisted runes appeared beside him, and at the same time, Qing Yong's body squeezed out a blood-colored jade talisman.

At this time, Pang Jiu riding a giant tiger was revealed in the purple gold in the air, and Pang Jiu looked at Qing Yong with interest, and then he bit his index finger, and quickly wrote a forbidden word in the void with blood as ink and a pen with his hand, pointing at Qing Yong from afar, and then waved his big hand.

I saw that the purple-gold forbidden word flew in front of Qing Yong in an instant, and there were countless ice arrows along with the purple-gold forbidden word.

I saw a purple and gold forbidden word sticking to Qing Yong's forehead, as if the forbidden word itself was engraved on Qing Yong's forehead. After the forbidden word was pasted, Qing Yong's body stiffened, and he couldn't even turn his eyes, but Qing Yong's body continued to tremble slightly, and if he didn't look at it carefully, he couldn't notice it, and after the forbidden word was pasted on Qing Yong's forehead, Qing Yong's blood-colored jade talisman that had just been squeezed out of his body dimmed, and fell straight on Qing Yong's chest and fell with Qing Yong, countless ice arrows continued to shatter the crooked runes around Qing Yong, and then penetrated Qing Yong's flesh and blood to nail Qing Yong to the ground, Pang Jiu's body surface thunder appeared within Qing Yong's three feet at a moment, only to see Pang Jiu reach out and hold down Qing Yong's head, Pang Jiu's fingers extended out of the phalanges like tree roots rooted in the soil and rooted in Qingyong's skull.

Qingyong kept trembling, and the whites of his eyes kept rolling up, and his eyeballs kept trembling, as if he was under torture.

That's right, Qingyong is suffering from torture, physical torture and soul torture. Pang Jiu's finger bones are like tree roots that constantly grow in Qing Yong's body and encroach on every meridian, every vein, and every inch of bone marrow, and his soul is being searched by Pang Jiu at this time, soul searching is a means of the devil's way, but Pang Jiu has cultivated a lot, and it is impossible to evaluate whether Pang Jiu is an immortal or a demon, a demon or a Buddha. Pang Jiu also cultivates Taoism, Buddha, Demons, and Dragons, and at the same time, Pang Jiu also obeys the heart of the Heaven-Defying Beast, which is the Holy Spirit born at the beginning of the universe. Therefore, Pang Jiu is a Buddha, an immortal, a demon, a dragon, and a demon. For Pang Jiu, as long as he can improve his strength and improve his cultivation, he doesn't care what means he means, he doesn't care what he cultivates, even if he becomes a peerless demon, as long as he can go home before his parents die, he is willing to cultivate anything.

After a short time, Qing Yong's body began to dry up and deplete, and all the immortal yuan blood and qi immortal consciousness were condensed on Qing Yong's heavenly spirit cover.

Pang Jiu raised his hand again, there was an extra pale golden bead in his hand, and Qing Yong, who was lying on the ground, was a dry bone at this time, his hand was still holding his long sawtooth knife that marked his identity, and the blood-colored jade talisman was still lying on his chest, but at this time the talisman had cracked, and the ice arrow nailing him turned into a stone arrow, only his Qiankun ring was gone.

Pang Jiu looked at the pale golden beads in his hand, with a slight sneer on his face.

"This world is the law of the jungle, and the heavens and the earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs. There is no morality and no humanity, some only live, as long as they can live, the people they cherish can live well without being harmed, what if they kill more people, how to destroy human nature, how to lose morality, and how to destroy people for themselves. As long as I am strong enough, why am I afraid that my relatives and lovers will be hurt, and kill everyone to be afraid, no one will dare to provoke you. ”

A wisp of earthy yellow substance appeared in Pang Jiu's other hand, and Pang Jiu crushed it without hesitation.

When Pang Jiu said this, even he didn't notice that his eyes were covered with a thin layer of blood, and his eyes flashed with a trace of purple.