Chapter 544

The slam appeared

"Shui Lan Zhu! you are ......" Seeing that the bead flew into the air, it was also the power of the magic weapon, where did this Qiqiao Sect disciple not know that this Shui Lan Bead was the magic weapon that he had fought with himself several times at the entrance of the Underworld? But he had just driven Ye Yang Fan, and the mana in his body had already been empty, where could he fight with Shui Lanzhu again? His face was pale and he hurriedly took out a yellow talisman at the same time, and only relied on his own little mana to urge it!,

It's a pity that his resistance is not as good as Kan Peng, and the aqua blue brilliance easily breaks through his defensive yellow talisman, rushes into his **, and immediately crushes his ** inch by inch, instantly turning into white bones and falling into the air!

"Haha!" The disciple who used the water blue bead daxiao, his figure flew up, and he made a move to hold the Ye Yang fan in his hand, and then ignored Zuo Jin, and flew in other directions......

Such a cruel scene continued to be born around the pillar of wind, and human lives were constantly harvested, the blood was constantly reflected in the air, and the blood was constantly splashed in the underworld!

At the height of the wind pillar, the puppet like a small bird still rotated with the wind pillar, and its dull eyes looked at everything that was happening below! Although the slaughtering people did not notice this puppet, not far from the wind pillar, in the hunting wind, where there seemed to be no one, a voice came out in a low voice: "Huh, how can there be a flying puppet here?"

Then, as if talking to himself, he said: "Well, it should be the handwriting of the Tangram Gate, which is used to observe the movement around it? Hehe, this thing can also be used? The old man has been here for a long time, why hasn't he been discovered?"

"It's a sigh, although there is a change in this wind pillar, Lao Tzu came all the way over, and the thing that appeared was actually the Netherland, and Lao Tzu couldn't use this thing, and it was only cheaper to take it back......!

"Ouch, no!" The voice seemed to be far away, but just after a moment, it screamed again, but saw that the wind pillar was reduced by forty percent, the hurricane gradually became transparent, the turbid air gradually clarified, and the faint blue at the bottom of the wind pillar was also clear, where was a thin orchid? It was clearly a budding lotus!

"Nether Lotus!?" the voice exclaimed, only to see a ripple overflow in the empty space, and a human figure was revealed, which was the shocking slam that used the invisibility talisman!!

"The Netherworld Orchid is certainly the spirit grass that Qi refining cultivators dream of, isn't this Netherworld Lotus also the supreme shortcut for our foundation-building monks to advance to the Golden Pill......?" I've never heard of it, in this darkness...... This thing can appear Nether Lotus! This thing...... It is said that it is at the lowest level of the Xuanyin Illusion Realm, closest to the Netherworld

Where is it...... Only then will there be one!"

"That's it, the old man doesn't care if it's a Netherworld Lotus, the old man knows how to pick it, and he will always know its usefulness in the future!" Zhen Yan gritted his teeth: "This is just a Qi refining disciple, and the old man will kill one of them! Who can know that it is the treasure that the old man has gotten? haha, Xiao Hua, Xiao Hua, you are really a blessed person! Although the old man did not go with you to find Zhong Yao's milk, he let the old man meet the Netherworld Orchid here, this thing is much better than Zhong Yao's milk!"

As he spoke, the pillar of wind contracted rapidly, and it seemed that the blooming Netherworld Orchid had absorbed all the Netherworld Wind! Seeing this, the shocker did not dare to delay any longer, slapped his hand on his forehead, and a powerful coercion was released, followed by a flick of the storage bag, and a disc-like magic weapon was held in his hand, which was his magic weapon Haolei. I saw that under the urging of the mana of the shocking thunder, Hao Lei emitted a faint thunder light, and the blue brilliance emanated from the edge of the Hao Lei!

"Go!" Zhen Yan pointed his hand without hesitation, and Hao Lei flashed a few thunderbolts, rushing into the crowd of Qi refining disciples who were fighting.

A group of Qi refining monks fought to the death, naturally they didn't notice the appearance of the shock, and when the shocking tower released the pressure of the monks in the middle stage of foundation building, everyone was shocked to find out, and under the pressure of this foundation building monk, except for some monks with magic weapons in their hands, the rest of the people collapsed to the ground!

"Uncle Zhen???" Kan Ximing saw that he was about to be attacked and killed by several Xunyan Sect disciples, and at the most critical moment, there was an irresistible pressure to build a foundation, and Kan Ximing was facing the shock, seeing the face of the shocking and the special Haolei of the Imperial Thunder Sect, he was already overjoyed, and couldn't help but exclaim!

And when he saw Hao Lei let out thunderbolts all the way, he used sharp blades all the way to attack and kill the Qi Refining Cultivator who collapsed on the ground, and even used the power of Hao Lei's thunder to kill the Qi Refining Monk who was a little farther away in the whirlpool of the Wind Pillar, and his heart was already overjoyed!

However, what Kan Ximing couldn't imagine was that Hao Lei went straight forward, and he actually flew towards him! What made Kan Ximing even more stunned was that Hao Lei didn't have any signs of recognizing himself at all!

"It's bad, Uncle Zhen is afraid that he didn't see me!" Kan Ximing hurriedly urged the mana, while wanting to resist the coercion of the shock, he stretched out his hand, wanting to take out the unique transmission talisman of the Imperial Thunder Sect!

A thunderclap of "boom" sounded in Kan Ximing's ears, and a blue electric light flashed in Kan Ximing's eyes, and the thunder light hit Kan Ximing's body, and the power of the magic weapon instantly hit his body in the air, falling towards the whirlpool of the wind pillar!

"Uncle Zhen...... Junior......" Kan Ximing's lips trembled slightly, he couldn't say a word, his eyes showed despair, unwillingness, and it was swept over the gaze that shook the scale to look here......

It's a pity that there was indifference in Zhenfang's eyes, and it seemed that he didn't see Kan Ximing at all!

Where is the Qi Refining Cultivator's opponent of the Foundation Building Cultivators? Especially the magic weapon of the Foundation Building Monks in the middle stage of the Foundation Building, but in a moment, there is not much left to kill each other, and now it is even worse, there are no more left!

Seeing that the remaining disciples trembled and sacrificed the magic weapon in the air, the shaker snorted coldly from his nose, rubbed his hands, and saw a thumb-thick electric light shoot out of the thunder, which quickly hit the air, and there was a loud "pop", and the bird-like puppet did not react at all, and immediately scattered, and then it was swept into the wind pillar by the wind, and disappeared in the whirlpool in an instant!

"Kill!" Immediately after, without the slightest hesitation, Hao Lei continued to spin and flew towards the nearest leaf-shaped magic weapon!

"Hmph~ Dao friendly and majestic!" Before Hao Lei hit the leaf-shaped magic weapon, a cold voice came from the other end of the wind pillar!

"Who!" shook slightly, pointed at the thunder, the thunder suddenly stopped in mid-air, and his mind swept away.

The person who came was Mo Qingyuan!

"Ouch, mid-foundation building monk!" Seeing Mo Qingyuan's cultivation, Zhen Zhen was shocked, his eyes swept over the gradually revealed Netherworld Lotus, and a bad feeling was born in his heart!

"Daoyou invited!" Zhen Yu said with a smile: "I don't know which sect of disciple you are?"

"Which sect of disciples?" Mo Qingyuan gradually flew to the side of the wind pillar, and his divine thoughts swept over the corpses on the ground and in the whirlpool, and sneered: "You have killed so many disciples, there is always one disciple who is in the poor Dao Sect, right?"

"Hehe" Zhen Zhen pointed his hand, the blue light of Hao Lei was magnificent, and he smiled cruelly: "Daoist friends seem to have to be enemies of poor Dao?"

"Nonsense, this Netherworld Lotus was originally favored by Poor Dao, you want to take it away from Poor Dao's hands, will the old man still be false to you?" Mo Qingyuan was obviously very annoyed, and he didn't bother to say more to Zhen Dao, he slapped his hand, and the blue light of the Wooden Dragon Villa flew into the air.

"Magic Weapon!" Zhen Yan smiled bitterly and said secretly: "Why are there so many magic weapons today?

Seeing Mu Longquan, the heart of the strong and bullying weakened a little, and he hurriedly said: "Daoyou's words are bad, Poor Dao has been here for a long time, and he has not seen any trace of Daoyou, how can it be said that Poor Dao robbed Daoist of Daoyou's Netherworld Lotus?"

"Hehe!" Mo Qingyuan sneered like the shock just now, and pointed his hand to the puppet wreckage in the whirlpool and said, "The puppet of the poor road has always been here, and the poor road knows the situation in this place well, as soon as the Taoist friend came, he was ruthless, and killed all the divine thoughts of the poor road, how can the poor road be reconciled with you?"

"Puppet Divine Thoughts??" Zhen Yan obviously didn't understand the puppet technique, but he sneered: "This is just a puppet of the Qiqiao Gate, Daoist friends have to say that it is yours, and the poor Dao doesn't bother to pay attention to it!

"Go!" As he spoke, Hao Lei circled, and countless thunderbolts swayed and pounced on Mo Qingyuan!

"Imperial Thunder Sect?" Mo Qingyuan was stunned for a moment, thinking of Xiao Hua's mystery, he immediately became vigilant, and did not dare to have the slightest slackness, the wooden dragon shook his head, shook his head and tail, and rushed towards Hao Lei!

And with the sacrifice of the wooden dragon guillotine, Mo Qingyuan waved his hand casually, and quietly a little cyan disappeared into the whistling wind, and disappeared in an instant!

"Knowing that Poor Dao is a disciple of the Imperial Thunder Sect, hurry back!" Zhen Zhen smiled fiercely, waved his hand, and there was a thunder fire technique born from his hands, roaring and pounced on Mo Qingyuan's body!

"Hmph, with this little supernatural power, I'm afraid it will be difficult for Poor Dao to go back!" Mo Qingyuan flicked his robe, and a green and faint light blocked the front, and a lot of thunder light hit the blue light, shining with brilliance.

Looking at the mid-air, the tail of the wooden dragon is swinging, it is like a guillotine from the top of the thunder, the thunder shoots out the thunder is just when the "click" several loud sounds, the tail of the wooden dragon is bounced, and the thunder is also dimmed!

"Hehe!" Mo Qingyuan peeked at the wind pillar that was almost at the bottom, his eyes narrowed slightly, and his mana was sent out unhurriedly......