Chapter ninety-eight, killing spirit, as much as possible
A group of Qi Refiners who came to the Sword Attack Sect's Dojo saw that it was a young man with flying eyebrows, eyes like stars, and a black robe and black face who appeared in the air without knowing how, and with a wave of his hand, he transformed the Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi into a divine weapon, cutting off a pair of calves of Ning Daoren.
As soon as this method came out, everyone present was shocked and immediately retreated. Poor Nan Ning Daozi, the blood flowed from the knees down, but no one stepped forward to answer it, so he could only endure the pain and run the Xuangong to stop the bleeding, and flew towards the circle formed by his own people like a lost dog.
Although Shouding and Tongweizi also recognized the appearance of their own master, they didn't know why his face was dark, and what secret method he used to return to the Dao had given him, so he had the ability to injure the Qi Refiner of the Jiedan realm with his hands.
The incarnation of the primordial god is condensed from the treasure, and the body has been destroyed, and there are many flaws, no matter how you do it, you can't change the skin color of ordinary people. This primordial god was born with the qi of Yin Mu, Rao is his eyebrows are good, but with his face and breath, it always makes people feel more like ghosts.
Seeing that Ning Daozi had fled back into the array crookedly, Luo Tiansheng sneered, raised his hand and grabbed it, and the vitality of heaven and earth immediately echoed, and suddenly gave birth to a great suction force to pull it back.
Grabbing the hair bun of the terrified sheep-bearded Taoist priest, he shook his arms, and the pure and strong mana was empowered out, and he drilled into the dantian acupoint along the meridians of this person, ingested one of his golden pills, and then threw it down like a dead dog.
Luo Tianxing was flowing with heavy hands, and the people on the opposite side only saw that their scalps were numb. Mo said that they didn't think they had the ability to rescue their accomplices, so they could do it, and no one was willing to take the risk of provoking this black-faced evil star who suddenly came. Sixteen people, thirty-two pairs of eyes, watched Ning Daozi, who had been abolished and cultivated, fall into a puddle of meatloaf without even screaming, and for a while they all felt sad about the death of a rabbit and a fox.
At this time, Yu Yuan felt that he was hit by someone from behind, he was excited, and when he looked back, he saw that it was Shi Wenye, the chief plague god among the five plague gods, who was looking at his family. As one of the principals, most of this group of people were invited by him, knowing that if he didn't come out at this time, he would never be able to be a person again in the future, so this Qi Refiner of Sanxian Mountain had the courage to ask: "Dare to ask the name of Dao Friend, why did you harm me and other friends?"
Luo Tian took a deep look at Yu Yuan, and saw that although he was a little cowering, he did not retreat, and he thought: "First, I have gathered my mana, and these people have never recognized that what I am making is the incarnation of the Yuan God; It's just that although there are more than 10,000 people in number, they are only the cultivation of the Guiyuan realm, what can they do? The means we have just used are at least equivalent to the cultivation of the Yuanying realm, and how can they be defeated by mortals who cannot fly to the heavens and the earth?" Puzzled, he used his mana to reach the valley ten miles away, but he sensed that tens of thousands of Dao soldiers had scattered the sand on their backs on the ground, and they were busy drawing talismans and spells on them.
Estimating what kind of formation those people were going to perform, Luo Tianhun didn't care, and only said to Yu Yuan and the others: "Just now, you kept saying that you wanted the Sword Sect to come out and answer, didn't I just come as promised?"
Hearing these people's self-registration numbers in the dojo before, he knew that there was no Lin Lingsu himself among them, and they were all greedy people who were tricked into taking their lives like the Five Poison Daoists, so Luo Tian was impatient;
"What!" Yu Yuan and the others suddenly changed their complexions, exchanged glances with each other, and someone shouted, "Didn't you say that the Sword Sect Leader is a young man?"
Luo Tianxun followed the prestige, and saw that the person who could speak was the Yin Yang Immortal Dong Huaizhen, and couldn't help but glare at him with some disgust, and then said: "Those who are willing to be slaves in my Sword Sect for a hundred years can get their lives; ”
At the beginning of his debut, he was almost used as a pawn by the demon sect master on Qingxue Peak, and was forced to set up the Chicheng Sword Sect Dojo in desperation, but he was constantly deceived by Lin Lingsu and the Five Poison Daoists, and then Mangshan was ridiculed, Huashan was coerced, and he was still holding back in Xiyi Cave for five years, and Luo Tian's heart was almost depressed into stone. Now although Xiu is still far from the gate of immortality, he has obtained a Yuan Shen incarnation that is more flexible than the Supreme Treasure, he finally has a tough capital, and the ferocious nature of his previous life has also come to life, and he really doesn't have a good face to entangle with these people too much.
Qi refining cultivators are all arrogant, and if they have no choice but to do so, how can they be slaved by others? But the remaining sixteen people just saw Ning Daozi die in the hands of the black-faced man in front of him without any resistance, and they each thought that their means were not as far as that sheep beard Dao man, so how could they dare to do anything with him?
In the midst of the crisis, some people secretly used the afterglow of their eyes to look towards the valley where the Dao soldiers were hidden, and scolded Lin Lingsu's ancestors in their hearts completely, only hating why he didn't launch a follow-up move;
After a few breaths, no one answered, and Luo Tian frowned impatiently.
At this time, Tong Weizi shouted: "Rats, you have lived many years in vain!
When they heard this, they were silent, but glared at him angrily.
Before entering the immortal stream, he dared to join the Wutai Sword Sect, how could Tong Weizi, who had entered the Dao with martial arts, be afraid of a fierce gaze? At the moment, he only held the Heavenly Demon Immortal Sword tightly, and looked back at the past one by one, and when he dared to move, he would take the lead in killing people. Except for the three Qi Refiners of the Dan realm, Qingzhusuo, Grandma Sang, and Shi Wenye, the chief plague god, the people on the other side really didn't pay attention to him, and they fought one-on-one, and even the Yin Yang Immortal who had the Dan had some hardships to reward him.
At this moment, Qingzhusu coughed lightly, stepped out of the queue and said to Luo Tian: "I will ask myself if I am not against my fellow Daoists, and it is also appropriate to admit defeat at this time." It's just that if you want us to be slaves, don't your neighbors feel that it's too much? This time the Sword Sect didn't suffer a loss, but it was our immortal friends who lost their lives, so it's okay to expose it?"
Luo Tian's eyes narrowed, and the incarnation of the Yuan Shen flashed and said that Qingzhu approached, still like he had done with Ning Daozi before, and grabbed the old man's head and face, and directly grabbed the old man's head and bun! Taishan Yuyang real person hand over the qigong method to try, and see what will happen!"
"Smack!"
The backhand slapped again, smashing the look of shame that appeared on the intact half of the green bamboo's face, and he said: "Old man is not ashamed, do you really have a lot of patience when you are a real person in your family?" ”