"What kind of cultivation is the sect master, is it very powerful?"

Hu Qingniu asked a little fox, looking at Zhen Renjie's adoring look, no matter how powerful the sect master is, he can't compete with dozens of strong people beyond the dragon vein realm, that is the existence of the sacrificial temple realm, and any one of them can open a mountain and establish a sect.

"I don't know, anyway, I know that the sect master is very powerful. ”

Zhen Renjie shook his head, and then his eyes lit up again, and Hu Qingniu shook his head, poor child, exactly the same as those pyramid schemes who were brainwashed.

"Let's go!"

Thinking of the magic of the hidden horns, Hu Qingniu was very determined, he always felt itchy when he didn't look at the excitement, thought for a while, and decided to wait and see from afar.

One person and one cow came to the foot of the mountain, only to see a group of disciples pressed by the black in front of them, it can be said that they have gathered all the strength of the Pastoral Sect, but their faces are pale, their feet are floating, and their faces are frightened.

There are even some people who are panicked, anxious like ants on a hot pot, and then show a cunning look, smearing oil on the soles of their feet, taking advantage of people's unpreparedness, turning around and leaving, obviously with the same idea as Hu Qingniu.

It's a pity that Hu Qingniu saw with his own eyes that the disciple who slipped away from nowhere, and after a while, he was carried by a fierce and vicious head and thrown to the foot of the mountain, and there was no shortage of the same head next to him.

"It is said that the world of cultivating immortals is cruel, killing people without blinking, it is a world where the weak eat the strong, it is true!"

Seeing the round head on the ground in the distance, his eyes were still wide, his pupils were dilated, and he was terrified, as if he had experienced a great horror before he died, Hu Qingniu felt sick to his stomach.

"Ahh

There was a burst of exclamations from the disciples in front, obviously frightened by the scene in front of them, and some female disciples cried loudly, looking helpless, Hu Qingniu saw Mingyue Bridge in the crowd, her face was discolored, and the slender jade mountain covered her cherry mouth, her eyes were miserable.

"Junior high school girls can really pretend!"

Hu Qingniu already suspected that this matter was a report from Mingyue Bridge, after all, that sneaky appearance was really suspicious, and when she saw this scene at this moment, she couldn't help but admire her acting skills.

"Boom, the portrait of the immortal has not been handed over, and no one is allowed to leave half a step, otherwise don't blame Toutuo for being ruthless. ”

Toutuo's face was dismantled, and a pair of eyes like beasts could be faintly seen, glowing with bloodthirsty coldness, and the breeze blew up the corner of his hair, revealing a scar on his face, like a centipede crawling, extremely infiltrating.

The elders standing in front of everyone looked angry one by one, but they didn't dare to move, the elder Kong who shot before, didn't know what happened in the middle, he actually fell in a pool of blood, life and death were unknown.

"Seniors, my Pastoral Sect does have a disciple who has a secret technique of divine consciousness, but there is no portrait of an immortal, so please be aware of it. ”

Wu Gengnian, who had preached in the martial arts arena, had to step out at this time, and there were already many disciples who wanted to abscond, but they were killed by the head in front of him.

"Toutuo, I don't know, I only know that there are rumors in the outside world that your Pastoral Sect has a portrait of an immortal, and it is just a matter of seeing the portrait today, otherwise your Pastoral Sect will be washed in blood. ”

Toutuo's tone seemed a little evil, and he even demonstratively kicked the head on the soles of his feet, spraying a rain of blood all over the sky, and some of it splashed on Wu Gengnian's face, making him shocked and angry.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable, cultivators must not increase their killing, for the sake of hundreds of lives of your sect, I hope that Taoist friends must not be obsessed. ”

A middle-aged Taoist aunt held the floating dust in her hand, and the fairy wind Dao bones, like a master outside the world, made a Taoist gesture, and her face showed a trace of unbearable color, as if she couldn't bear to see the bloody scene in front of her.

"Fellow Daoists, we don't mean to offend, but I'm just here for the portrait of the immortals, so please be able to borrow it and take a look. ”

A middle-aged man in a scholarly robe, with a rude, lofty and elegant face, with a kind smile on his face, which makes people feel close, although the words are polite, only the occasional cold glint in his eyes, obviously not easy to match.

"The monks are compassionate, and in order to avoid the misery of the living, the benefactor should not make mistakes for himself, and wait for the old man to come and surpass the deceased, so that he can ascend to bliss as soon as possible. ”

A monk with kind eyebrows and good eyes, with white eyebrows and beards, and a solemn and precious face, seems to be a monk who has attained the Tao, holding a string of Buddhist beads in his hand, and chanting words in his mouth.

Dozens of strong men in the temple realm stepped forward in unison, and the coercion exuded made everyone's hearts palpitate, and they dared to be angry and dare not speak, if there was a portrait of an immortal, it would be fine, but they might as well hand it over.

The problem is that the sect master denies it, there is no portrait, and he is persecuted in front of him, and he is simply a basin on his head.

Elder Kong, who was lying in a pool of blood, suddenly realized in his heart, realized Chen Daoyun's feelings, and felt extremely aggrieved in his heart.

"Dao Gu is a fairy style, the scholar looks gentle and elegant, and the monk is even more kind, I didn't expect to speak so shamelessly, obviously I am a profound cultivator, but I have learned a lot!"

Hu Qingniu hid behind everyone, and saw the continuous persecution of the strong people in the temple realm, but what he thought in his heart was different from others, look at the appearance of others, and then look at what people said, how beautiful and reasonable.

Obviously snatching things, but also a compassionate appearance, not killing you is a great blessing, on the other hand, Toutuo is a bad face, straight to the bottom, inappropriate.

"You keep saying that there is no portrait, and there is a disciple with secret arts, so it is better to invite him out, and after searching for the soul of the old man, he will be clear. ”

The old man who came first couldn't help but be anxious when he saw so many fellow believers coming.

"This..."

The elders looked at each other, we still wanted to find that Chen Daoyun, but it was a pity that after being summoned by the sect master, he left the Pastoral Sect silently, where to find someone now.

"Hmph, swallow and spit out, cover up, we don't need to waste more time, just kill in, everyone made a poisonous oath, the person who succeeds cannot hide it privately, it is displayed in the eyes of everyone, and the portrait of the person who succeeds afterwards belongs to the person who succeeds. ”

A man shrouded in a black robe said with a dark smile, as soon as this remark came out, it immediately attracted everyone's echo, and everyone was afraid of nothing more than competing with each other and being profited by the fisherman.

If you make a poisonous oath, everyone will share it after you get it, but it will be wonderful, anyway, as long as you watch the portrait and meditate in your mind, you don't necessarily have to get the portrait.

"Amitabha!"

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!"

Dao Gu and the monk couldn't help but close their eyes, with an unbearable look on their faces, and when they opened their eyes, they burst out with a strong murderous intent.

"You... You guys..."

Wu Gengnian trembled and pointed at everyone, his face was full of fear, the elders and disciples were also panicked, and there was a cry of crying, under the divine consciousness of the strong man in the temple realm, escaping became a luxury.

When Hu Qingniu heard this, he was also resigned, and the soles of his feet were about to run away with oil, yes, why hasn't the sect master Zhen Renjie said appear yet, could it be that he saw that something was wrong and ran away with his young sect master.

"Hehe, why is it so lively. ”

Just as it was about to start, a slightly leisurely and lazy voice sounded in everyone's ears, and when the words fell, a handsome young man with a warm smile on his face appeared in front of everyone.

(Thank you for the big reward of Joke VV, becoming the first helmsman of this book, and thank you again for the big and small tips for this book.) ）