Three huge heads rolled on the ground, and the three corpses spurted out countless bright red blood, flowing under Zhu Gongzi's feet, which was very sticky. Zhu Gongzi, the www.biquge.info of the pen "Fun" Pavilion, did not have the slightest intention of moving his feet, his whole body at the moment was like falling into an ice cave, and he couldn't move!

Looking at Wang Lin in shock, he said in a trembling voice: "Foundation Building Period, you are a Foundation Building Period monk!"

Wang Lin smiled brightly, but in Zhu Gongzi's opinion, this smile was comparable to that of a demon, and he couldn't help but shout frantically: "Impossible, it is impossible! A few months ago, you were just a little rookie at the third level of Qi refining, how could your cultivation rise so quickly? Become a monk in the foundation building period? I must be dazzled, I must be dazzled!"

"Yes, yes, it must be like this, it must be like this! You must have used some kind of magic to kill the three of you! This son can't kill you!" Zhu Gongzi roared wildly, summoned a cyan small sword, a superb magic weapon, and killed Wang Lin.

This sword is still the most powerful sword of Zhu Gongzi, the most powerful sword in this life!

But this sword was flashed by Wang Lin lightly, Wang Lin's figure was like a ghost, flashed behind Zhu Gongzi, a bright light flashed, and Zhu Gongzi's head immediately fell to the ground!

The eyeballs are still wide open, and they can't be blinded!

As soon as Zhu Gongzi died, Wang Lin looked at Zhu Gongzi's hideous head and sighed silently. I don't know what I'm sighing for!

This is not the first time he has killed someone, but it is the first time he has killed people by means of cultivators after building the foundation, and he has killed four people in one kill, looking at the scattered blood, he does not have any feeling of nausea, but he is still very excited, watching the heads being chopped off by him effortlessly, Wang Lin is very excited.

It's just that after killing Zhu Gongzi, looking at Zhu Gongzi's corpse, thinking about the grievances and grievances with Zhu Gongzi, Wang Lin couldn't help but sigh a little: "Could it be that in this world of cultivators, this grievance and grievance will not be able to escape the life-and-death duel scene of your life-and-death fight until the end?"

No matter what, Zhu Gongzi has disappeared from this world forever, which is a good thing. Otherwise, with a narrow-minded person like Zhu Gongzi as an enemy, Wang Lin would not be able to sleep well!

Wang Lin's small fierce battle has just ended, but another more fierce fierce battle has just come to an end.

Above the sky, the six great foundations and the four great foundations of the Donghe Sect bombarded each other, but they were on par, and they were just tied. Moreover, as the fierce battle became more and more intense, each foundation building monk showed his own magical powers, and countless tricks and secret techniques were used, and everyone's consumption was very large!

Especially the two elders of the Donghe Sect, they boasted angrily, and it can be imagined how much the two elders consumed in this fierce battle of draw. And the consumption of the two East River Sect elders was so great, but it was because the two of them were the main combat power. The other two, the Tsutsuki and Donghe Ancestor, who are really called the main forces, have been playing soy sauce all the time and have not used any tricks.

At most, he only exerts psychological warfare, using his ghostly body to keep close to the five faction foundation building masters, so that the five faction foundation building masters have the heart to be vigilant, and they can't exert their combat effectiveness, and they can't do it with peace of mind.

Of course, with mental arithmetic or unintentional, the consumption of the six foundation building masters of the five factions is not low, and everyone is angry and boastful, and it is miserable. Donghe Ancestor sneered at the six Zhuji of the five factions, watching the disciples of the Donghe Sect who were gradually falling into disadvantage on the ground, and even showed signs of defeat. The East River Ancestor lightly ordered the two Zhuji Elders who were close to running out of oil and the lamp was dry: "You two go down and help my Donghe Sect disciples to exterminate all the disciples of the five sects for me!"

"What about these Five Sect Foundation Building Masters?" the two elders couldn't help but ask.

"I'll deal with it!" The sword intent in Donghe Ancestor's eyes became more and more intense, as if it was about to burst out of it.

"Master, this...?! The two Zhuji elders hesitated and hesitated!

"Go down quickly, if I finish sending disciples, it will really be over. Don't worry about me, I can deal with them alone, and your task is to lead my Donghe Sect disciples to win this battle!"

Seeing that Donghe Ancestor was so stubborn, the two Zhuji elders were even more confident, glanced at each other, and said to Donghe Ancestor: "Then be careful, if the situation is not good, you can summon the two of us immediately!"

With that, he turned into a ray of light and went straight to the battlefield below.

As soon as the two foundation-building masters entered the battlefield of these low-level cultivators, they were like tigers entering a flock of sheep, and they quickly led the disciples of the Donghe Sect to gain a firm foothold, and the disciples of the five sects they killed fled in all directions!

"Kill!" The morale of the disciples of the East River Sect was boosted, and all the disciples once again erupted into a fierce killing roar.

Donghe Ancestor glanced at it with satisfaction, and then turned his eyes to the side to look at Xiangyue: "Senior Brother Xiangyue, you have also worked hard, you are on the side, find a roof to watch the play, and see how Senior Brother destroys the enemy!"

Xiang Yue took a deep look at the Heavenly Sword Intent that was about to burst out in the eyes of the Donghe Ancestor, and without speaking, he immediately turned into a white light and fled to the roof. sat down with Wang Lin, who climbed onto the roof.

"Why did you come down?" Wang Lin couldn't help but ask a little strangely.

"Senior Brother Sword, he let me get off!" said Xiang Yue after a moment of silence.

"He wants to deal with six Zhuji ?!! by himself" Wang Lin couldn't believe it, seeing that Xiang Yue nodded, he couldn't help but exclaim: "You can also rest easy, if your sword senior brother can't be beaten, then it's useless for you to cry!"

"I believe in Senior Brother Sword! My Xuantian Imperial Sword Pavilion's sword cultivation lineage has long since abandoned life and death, and I will go to the end of the world with a sword, and travel to Kyushu with a sword! What kind of person is Senior Brother Sword, how can I not defeat the six Zhuji? Besides, Senior Brother Sword was not cured of the ghost poison by you and all the vitality was restored, and the number of those six Zhuji is also five or five!

The six Zhuji of the five factions had already consumed a lot of spiritual energy, and now their combat strength was only seven or eight percent of their peak state! Besides, if Senior Brother Sword is in trouble, isn't there still me? Senior Brother Sword asked me to come down and watch, that is, in the most peak state, if Senior Brother Sword is not good, I will take action!" explained to Yue softly.

Wang Lin nodded with some relief, but he couldn't help but curse: "The people of your Xuantian Imperial Sword Pavilion faction are all some crazy people, oh no, all sword cultivators are a group of crazy people!

He smiled at the moon, didn't say anything, and looked at the decisive battle above the sky!

Donghe Ancestor one person vs six major foundations!

It's definitely a thrilling battle!

"Hahaha, Donghe Ancestor, you must have burned your head, and drove all your Zhuji Elders down,