This kind of evil aura seems to have been encountered not long ago.

This evil aura is clearly aimed at itself.

Old Qian shouted in his heart that it was not good.

Lao Qian no longer had much hope for this Heavenly Evil City, and now the number of monks has reached about 15,000.

can get what he wants out of 15,000, and Lao Qian feels that he doesn't have that ability.

Once you don't have much hope for benefits, you are naturally unwilling to help them die.

The first point of this book, everyone came to support the author.

If the monk in the encirclement is Tami.

Is he meritorious or defeated, is it his own business?

Why sell for those single-minded Xiangshang creepers?

Be a fool.

Old money in the heart. There is even a faint hope. Tamijiu died in the encirclement. That's the best thing to do.

The aura was visibly hostile. It seems to be the stone standing of the Torture Hall of the Earth God Fist Peak that he escaped that day.

If you are against him. Isn't it also eye-catching?

But. Shijie is so strange about the ground.

You want to hide, but you can't.

"Stop, man!"

With a fierce shout, in the midst of the mighty righteousness, with the evil aura of yīn and cruelty, the speed was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, it was already approaching him.

A ball of rolling red light, leading several clusters of golden light, purple light, and yellow light, had already rolled in front of Lao Qian and a few people.

As soon as the red light was harvested, it turned into a ball.

There was a figure standing inside, his originally square face was destroyed by the horizontal flesh on his face, with a fierce face, holding a red pennant, not Shi Li's house or anyone.

As soon as the golden light and purple light were collected, they floated in the air, not moving at all.

Three monks dressed in silver robes and gold came out.

Unlike the white robes worn by ordinary disciples, two of the three were wearing shiny silver robes, as if they were woven with some kind of silver silk thread.

The texture of this robe is almost as high-grade as that dead ghost Chang Sanduo.

It seems that these two people are either the masters of a peak, or the guys with the same identity and level as Chang Sanduo.

In any organized sect, it is a tried and tested method to distinguish high-ranking people by the magnificence of their clothing.

What monk would like to wear a dirty robe when he has climbed to a high position?

is really thin on fame and fortune, and if you cultivate to a high level, you will not participate in any sects again.

I can't let go of fame and fortune in my heart, my cultivation is high, my status is high, I have a lot of people in front and back, and people still think that the pomp and circumstance are small.

"It was him, the one who killed him and his eternal obedients. ”

Shi Li pointed at the old money, and his face was full of surprise and a trace of fear.

Chang Sanduo is also the master of a peak, although the Divine Fist Peak is among the three hundred and sixty-one peaks of Guangming Mountain, it belongs to the outermost and weakest peaks.

However, the first one is equivalent to the figure under the peak master.

He, the master of the torture hall, will inevitably be responsible for guarding the disadvantage.

Heaven was pitiful, and when he saw that one of the main lords had also come to this valley, he swaggered and identified him just to atone for some of his own sins of poor protection.

Everyone is already standing in front of them.

Lao Qian secretly scolded unlucky, and wanted to be low-key but always ran into a few cats and dogs.

"Ahha, who is it, it turned out to be Shi Li, who saved your life.

I said Shi Li, Chang's first seat saved your life, when he was in danger, how could I see you running straight behind, could it be that you belong to a rabbit?"

Old Qian Haha smiled, but the ugly state of the gun with a stick and a stone in his mouth was revealed.

The three Guangming Mountain disciples looked at Shi Li with a look of surprise.

When the disciples of Bright Mountain, the disciples of the Divine Fist Peak had already died, and more than eighty percent of them died.

The remaining disciples, who were willing to offend the people of the torture hall under Shi Li's intimidation, did not say anything about Shi Li's ugliness.

"Is what he said true? Chang Sanduo Shouzao saved your life, but you abandoned Chang Sanduo Shouza at a critical moment?"

A young monk dressed in a silver robe, with a pair of blue sword eyebrows, and between the opening and closing of his eyes, exuding a faint golden light, he asked Shi Li majestically.

He looked like he was only in his twenties.

However, the golden light in his eyes and the majesty in his tone were completely like a superior who had been in power for a long time.

"Master Voelko, he-he--is completely framed. ”

A few beads of sweat were already flowing from Shi Li's forehead.

Chang Sanduo's status is higher than Shi Li's, if once it is confirmed that Shi Li has received Chang Sanduo's life-saving grace, not only will he not report it, but he will give up Chang Sanduo who is in danger and run away.

Shi Li will face severe punishment from Guangming Mountain.

Maintaining the order strictly and ruthlessly is the top priority of every faction!

"Well, when you get back to the mountain, someone will naturally come to listen to you carefully. ”

After the monk finished reprimanding Shi Li, he looked at Lao Qian coldly.

"Is what he said just now true, you are one of the two murderers who killed Chang Sanduo's first seat?"

The aftermath of the word "one" was still lingering, and I saw a blue sè brilliance, as if flying from the sky, instantly crossing a distance of 100 meters, and had already killed himself.

"Shameless!"

The monk was furious

The angry thing is that Lao Qian is so tasteless, he can kill Chang Sanduo, how can he be regarded as a master.

didn't say a word, and then made a sneak attack.

In a flash, it is a masterpiece of golden sè sword light, just like a round of golden sè sun rising, golden light shines in all directions, magnificent

, dazzling.

I thought that under this dazzling golden light, the opponent's eyes must have been shaken, and his mind was chaotic for a moment.

Once a flaw appears, as soon as the sword light enters, it can kill the opponent.

The sword light of the old money was like a dragon swimming in the blue, vigorous and agile, and he was not impressed in the slightest.

In an instant, the dragon-like sword light and countless golden lights collided dozens of times in a row.

The dragon-like sword light was scarred, and countless golden rays of light were also scattered by a small half.

The two were tied, and this golden light like the sun did not play a role in shaking the other party's mind at all.

The blue sè light is to give birth to countless sè flowers in a change, as big as a basin, and the petals are stacked like peonies, hitting the golden light, and immediately exploding, blowing the golden light into countless golden sè light spots.

"Hehe, your golden sè light is almost the same as the "shining" mysteries of my enlightenment, and using this trick against me is not playing the piano to the cow?"

Old Qian thought proudly as soon as he changed his tricks.

Dozens of vermilion razpers have already quietly sneaked into the blue light, ready to give this guy a hard blow and end the battle as soon as possible.

What a tacit understanding between the soft-shelled turtles and the old money.

As soon as Lao Qian made his move, the thick golden light of the soft-shelled turtle was immediately released.

There was a roaring tsunami in the air, and it smashed fiercely at the monk who was dressed in silver and drove the purple sword light.

The monk was furious!

also scolded his hand, and a purple light, like an infinite rain of arrows, swayed out!

When I touched the pestle of the god of war with Jin Sè, a thunderbolt-like explosion sounded.

The rain of purple arrows burst one after another, and it seemed to be powerful.

The golden sè god of war pestle was beaten in the air and turned over again and again, and the remaining purple sè light rain bypassed the golden sè god of war pestle that rolled in the air, and it limped in the air like a meteor shower!

Straight to the soft-shelled turtle.

The monk smiled.

I saw a green bead with infinite needle-like glory, flying from a height close to the ground, and it had already hit his lower body!

It was Stone who sent out his hand, and with the idea that it would be better to cut off one of his fingers than to hurt his ten fingers, he and the soft-shelled turtle hit the monk with the purple sword light.

The monk's purple sword light had almost all been emitted.

Seeing that the power of this green sè bead looks not small.

With a flick of his left hand, a crimson shield has appeared on his left arm, just a block!

"Knock ----"

If someone beats the drum with all their might!

The gold sè shield was torn apart.

The monk's left forearm was shattered and flesh and blood were blurred.

Since Stone got this green sè bead, he has regarded it as a treasure of his confidants, and he has tried his best to refine it, and the power is not ordinary?

These two men dressed in silver were the masters of the visitors.

There is also a person with a yellow sword light, but it is an ordinary white cloth.

Zhu Yi saw that it was cheap, and the lightning burst into flames, like thunder and lightning, and hit this monk.

Where is this monk willing to show weakness?

In the midst of the surge of yellow sè light, a stick of earthy yellow sè instantly stretched out dozens of meters away.

As soon as it was stretched, there was a dull whistling sound, like a train running over, and the entire space through which the stick passed was distorted.

Obviously the force is as heavy as a mountain.

But lightning is so fast.

In an instant, he was already in the same part of the stick, and he slashed ten times in a row.

The long yellow stick that is dozens of meters long is crooked in an instant.

Between the light and the shè, Zhu Yi had already flown behind the person.

The lightning sword light instantly pierced the sky, slashed at the back of the person's head, and cut off his head.

Shi Li didn't dare to slack off this time.

As soon as the red flag was unfurled, seventy-two people's evil qi rolled in, and the target of attack had not yet been selected.

I saw a pure and mighty white holy light, as if cutting through the space, and swept over

Shi Li only had time for one block!

"Boom!"

A small half of the black sè people were suddenly split and scattered!

This is the vast holy power that only temple masters have, they are against our Guangming Mountain, how can there be temple masters to help them?

Shi Li took a closer look, but saw a female with a soft temperament, with four white sè wings wide open behind her, holding a silver sè long sword in her hand, glaring at herself.

Although she glared angrily and had a soft temperament, she made this woman more charming.

"Four-winged angels, no wonder? How can there be four-winged angels loyal to them?"

Shi Li's heart was even more strange.

Even if there are humans who have the four-winged angel bloodline awakened, they are generally in the hands of the temple and the Haode family, who have a good relationship with the temple.

It is simply unbelievable that there are four-winged angels assisting these scattered cultivators in their fight against the Bright Mountain.

Widona slashed out with another sword, and the white sword light turned into hundreds in an instant.

Just hold the other party for a while.

Widona believes that the old money will soon be freed up.