Although the lives of the low-level disciples have been saved, your lives are also gone!As long as you are killed, will you Donghe Sect disciples still have a chance to survive?" Qingyun Zhenren couldn't help but be stunned as he watched the Donghe Ancestor drive down all the foundation building masters around him, and then laughed. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Even the other foundation building masters of the five factions couldn't help but laugh.

"Killing pigs and using a cattle slaughtering knife, I am enough to deal with you and other rabble!" Donghe Ancestor laughed heroically.

Hearing this, Qingyun Zhenren laughed: "Donghe Ancestor, your head is really burned out, and you are trying to deal with the six of me by one person, are you muddy when I am the six?"

"It's not muddy, but it's all stupid pigs, dealing with stupid pigs, my Donghe Ancestor has the best set!" Donghe Ancestor suddenly burst out with heroic energy, Fang Xianjian Xiu was unruly, arrogant, and proud of the true colors of the heroes!

Wang Lin below was fascinated by it, and his blood was boiling when he heard it!

"It's really nice to say, but don't forget, you're still seriously injured, and you've been poisoned by the ghost of the Imperial Ghost Sect, you're looking for death!" Qingyun Zhenren said deeply, with an endless sinister smile in his eyes.

"Seriously injured, ghost poison?" Donghe Ancestor couldn't help but show a sneer at the corner of his mouth, and his eyes looked at Qingyun Zhenren with even more mockery. This Qingyun real person is really as stupid as a pig, pulling that ghost poisonous thing all the time, and he doesn't stop.

If the ghost poison is not solved, his Donghe Ancestor will not make such a terrifying move of one person vs six people no matter what, could it be that Qingyun Zhenren, a stupid pig, has never suspected that the ghost poison on his body has been solved?

Not only has the ghost poison been cured, but the injury has recovered, and the body has returned to the peak state of its heyday!

"Find out if you want to die, you'll know if you try it!" Donghe Old Ancestor roared, and the sky-high sword intent in his eyes suddenly burst out, turning into an invisible giant sword, pressing towards the six people!

The sword intent was clear, and the vast sword intent of the demons in the world was swept away, causing the faces of the six Zhuji to change drastically!

"Sword intent!" said Xiang Yue, who was sitting on the roof, looking at this scene, suddenly standing up and exclaiming in disbelief.

"Sword intent, what can shock you so much?" Looking at Yue Yue's uncalm reaction, Wang Lin couldn't help but ask curiously.

Xiang Yue stared at the sky for a long time, feeling the sword intent that shocked the heavens and the earth, and had a righteous aura of heaven and earth, and swept away the intention of a small group of demons in the world! This will turned into a giant sword and killed the six Zhuji, and the faces of the six people who were shocked changed drastically.

"Sword intent is the will of a person, the sword intent, the will to come out of the body! It is the sword cultivation sword, all the sword comprehension, the state of mind, and the thing that is fused!" said to the moon's face with a heavy face, looking at Wang Lin's eyes full of confusion, he couldn't help but smile dumbly: "To put it simply, this sword intent is a thing of sword cultivation, and it is also the most critical thing for sword cultivation to enter the Yudan." Yudan is to cultivate the soul, and this sword intent is related to the soul. If Senior Brother Sword can comprehend the sword intent, it means that it won't take long for him to enter the Jiedan and become the Jindan Ancestor, a real powerhouse!"

"Donghe Ancestor!" said to Yue, and Wang Lin finally understood. The sword intent is the thing of the strong man of the Jiedan, and the ancestor of the East River can comprehend the sword intent by building the foundation and cultivating the Great Perfection, that is one foot into the threshold of the Jiedan, which can be called a half-step Jindan!

The combat power of this half-step Jin Dan, commonly known as the Fake Dan, is several times that of the Great Perfection of the Foundation Building!

With the strength of the Donghe Ancestor, it was not so easy to deal with the six people who had consumed more than half of the spiritual energy? Wang Lin finally showed his joy, and sure enough, he made the right bet! If he put all this bet on the Donghe Ancestor, then after today, there will be no more people from the five factions!

"Sword intent, sword intent, this is sword intent!" Above the sky, the six great foundations, feeling the sky-rushing sword intent, attacked with the momentum of heaven and earth, his face changed drastically, and he yelled in shock.

Unbelievable!

"What about the sword intent, he was seriously injured and poisoned, let's fight hard, are we afraid that we won't be able to take that slut?" Qingyun Zhenren's face showed a hint of madness, and he yelled wildly, calming down the hearts of the somewhat turbulent foundation building team to stabilize the soldiers.

On his side, Qingyun Zhenren's face showed a hint of hideousness: "Donghe Ancestor, you are really beyond my expectations, but what about the sword intent? You are now a half-crippled, and you can't exert half of your combat power at all when you are poisoned by ghosts! This is also the reason why you have been holding back before, right?!!"

Listening to Qingyun Zhenren's own brain-making suspicions, a sneer appeared at the corner of Donghe Ancestor's mouth, Qingyun Zhenren was not brainwashed by the people of the Imperial Ghost Sect, and he always remembered that ghost poison!

To tell the truth, the Donghe Ancestor was also very afraid of that ghost poison, and that ghost poison almost tortured him to the people of the city!

He can still be calm in front of others, and that is to stabilize people's hearts. In a few bleak nights, who knew that his Donghe Ancestor was almost an adult who was tortured by that vicious ghost poison, almost a beast!

At that moment of despair, thanks to Brother Wang, he gave him the best detoxification powder and dispelled this terrifying ghost poison! Brother Wang even gave himself a bottle of extremely valuable Healing Yuan Pill!

It is this healing pill that has made the Donghe Ancestor achieve the realm of the half-step Donghe Ancestor!

Of course, this healing Yuan Dan is only an introduction, and the most important thing is the Donghe Ancestor, and there is only a membrane left from the Fake Dan Realm. Even if it is a water mill kung fu, it will not take ten years, and he can become a half-step golden pill.

But now this introduction has allowed him to become a fake Dan monk ten years earlier, and he is only half a step away from the real Dan! The rest is only to gather the spiritual energy in the dantian to reach a massive amount, so as to enter the golden pill stage!

Arriving at Jiedan, his Donghe Ancestor did not have any bottlenecks!

For Wang Lin, Donghe Ancestor is really grateful from the bottom of his heart! If there is no Wang Lin, I am afraid that this Qingyun Zhenren will unite the five factions to attack the Donghe Sect, and it will really be done!

Because of Wang Lin, all the calculations of Qingyun Zhenren came to naught!

When Donghe Ancestor's sword pierced his defensive magic weapon and inserted it into his heart, Qingyun Zhenren suddenly realized that he couldn't believe it: "You... The ghost poison in your body... Solved ??"

"It can't be!! it can't be... No.. Can.. Yes!!" With shock, disbelief, and doubt, Qingyun Zhenren died under the sword of the East River Ancestor!

Qingyun Zhenren fell down violently, and the corpse fell to the ground fiercely from mid-air, splashing blood on the ground, causing the eyes of the disciples of the Qingyun Sect to widen! Sadness, fear flowed in his eyes, and then burst out!

"The boss is dead!" "The boss is dead!" "The boss is dead!"

Countless Qingyun Sect disciples cried and shouted, and they fled frantically without thinking about fighting.

The ancestor of the East River stood in the void, and in his hand was a snow-white extremely cold sword weapon,