readx;? After groping with his hand in his arms for a long time, Xia Jie took out a flute carved from white bones and came out. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info he babbled a few tones and muttered: "This baby has not been used for a long time, I hope it is still useful." After saying that, he was full of breath and blew out an extremely unpleasant and sharp whistle, like a wild dog having its tail cut off with a knife.

'Hum', the light of the Heavenly Pillar swelled outward, and the junior disciples of the Kunlun Sect heard the sound of the flute, and their hearts suddenly became hot, and a mouthful of blood spurted out. Their bodies flew in all directions as if they had been hit by a 10,000-pound hammer, hitting the surrounding mountains and rocks violently.

The long-haired old man exclaimed: "You fellow disciples be careful of this...... What a magic sound. He originally wanted to say how powerful this magic weapon was, but he didn't know the magic weapon in Xia Jie's hand at all, so he could only vaguely mix it up. The old man's face also changed rapidly, and he ordered his disciples to withdraw from the Xu Kaiwai, and sent out a few senior disciples to rescue those who were shocked and sent them far away.

Yuan Sheng's body shook violently on the mountain, and the whole jumped up. His face was a little strange, and at the same time he seemed to be a little frightened, he looked at the red pillar of light in the distance, and said hoarsely, and said in a low voice: "I'm going to get out of here, that voice hurts me very much, I can't stay here." Su Long, you look at it, and when Xia Jie is done, you will kill him...... It's ...... that he has such a treasure in his hands."

A scream of 'woo' came again. It seems that the cry of the Bashan ape in the middle of the night brings out the ghostly aura in the sky. Yuan Sheng's face was so green that it seemed to be dripping water, and he was as quiet as a mountain in the past, and Yuan Sheng was gone, and in exchange for a frightened person. The Yuan Sage who runs with his feet. He flew away in an instant with a white light, and at the same time, he could be seen holding his head and screaming in a low voice: "What an ugly sound, I hurt so much." ”

Qinglong's eyes were sharp, and he seemed to see a trace of black smoke coming out of Yuan Sheng's body, as if he had been burned. He looked at Xuanwu in horror and asked, "That magic weapon doesn't seem to have any effect on us. How is it that the Lord has been so badly hurt?"

Xuanwu also looked at Qinglong in amazement. Speechless. Sixteen armor-clad ground warriors on the mountain, you look at me, I look at you, the atmosphere is extremely weird for a while. Far away, although the sound of the flute played by Xia Jie was a little unpleasant, it would not cause such a big damage to the Yuan Sheng, especially Qinglong and Xuanwu knew that their skills were all trained by the Yuan Sheng, how powerful the Yuan Sheng. They are the most clear, but why are they afraid of the sound of the flute?

Inside the Heavenly Pillar, Xia Jie showed an ugly smile, and the big eagle hooked his nose, which seemed to be emitting oily light. He looked at the Gu Ying with a miserable face and three mouthfuls of blood in a row, and they smiled and said, "Master Gu Ying, you used the Yuan Infant to cultivate the Immortal Dao, and then crossed the Yuan Ying into this body to escape the Heavenly Punishment. In order to avoid the ascending messenger, hehe, it is really a clever ability. ”

He shook the white bone flute in his hand. Shaking his head, he said: "However, the treasure of my witch clan is the most effective way to drive away ghosts and evil spirits, but you cross into the body with a spirit body, your origin is still the primordial baby, hehe, my flute is dedicated to hurting the primordial spirit, you should be careful...... Alas, I haven't played a little song for a long time, and today I, Xia Jie, am happy to blow you a song, the most famous mountain song of our Wu clan at that time, listen to it, hey, this minor tune is a good thing for a beautiful girl to have a tryst with her lover on the mountain. ”

Gu Ying, they couldn't cry or laugh, where did they have the leisure to listen to this kind of little song? The two flutes almost shattered their bodies, and Yuan Ying was almost forced to fly out of his body. This kind of flute sound is simply a weapon of death for people like them who have avoided the Heavenly Punishment and Earth Cultivation with Tantric Methods. Gu Ying could only smile helplessly and asked, "The material of this flute is the tibia of the dragon? Legend has it that this kind of dragon is designed to hurt people's spirits." ”

Xia Jie glanced at Gu Ying approvingly, as if Lao Tzu was teaching his son, and said: "Yes, the little doll really has insight, it is the flute made of Fanlong's tibia." It's a pity that Fanlong was killed after the Taigu War...... Eh, at that time, I knew the benefits of Fanlong, in order to fight the opponent's scattered immortals, no matter which camp the people were desperately killing Fanlong, making a flute, at that time, tens of thousands of Fanlong bone flutes were blown together, and the momentum was really. ”

"Tut, it's huge......***, but all of them are guys who sing on weekdays and scare away ghosts, and I don't know how ugly they are. The little song that I played at that time in Xia Jie is probably the best flute among the two factions, you can listen to it. Xia Jie proudly brought the flute close to his lips, and a white vitality rushed out of his mouth and sprayed into the bone flute.

'Quack, crunch, creaking, crunch, ......' as ugly as the sound of the flute rose to the sky, and the dark clouds in the sky were broken through a hole in the boss, revealing countless stars. Xia Jie squinted his eyes and was intoxicated by the sound of his flute, but his flute was ...... for others. This is the voice of the eldest girl when she has a tryst on the mountain, and her lover is clearly a pack of wild dogs snatching bones.

The disciples of the Kuncang Sect fled in all directions, they were not a figure like Gu Ying who was restrained by the Dragon Bone Flute, but they really couldn't stand this huge noise. The masters of the Kunlun faction such as Duxin could only barely stand still in the waves of miserable flutes, but they couldn't help frowning at the ravages of their eardrums.

Gu Ying's whole body trembled, and their bodies involuntarily jumped on the ground. This terrible flute sound rushed into their bodies like a saw, forcibly stripping them of the connection between the Yuan Infant and the **, and every inch of the whole body was twitching, with a tearing pain. And the 'True Fire of Cultivation Form' outside the body burned into their bodies along the seven orifices, giving their flesh a feeling of powerlessness that was melting.

They can't keep their luck out of their luck anymore. They couldn't even feel the existence of their own primordial baby. In the sound of this flute, their earth primordial babies were so weak and powerless to struggle at all.

Xun Lao's old face had turned purple black, and he roared angrily: "Xia Jie." I should have whipped you to death as soon as I saw you...... Didn't you witches die back then? Why did you leave your nosy bastard behind......? I should have killed you with one claw. What does it have to do with you if we stay in the world to take care of Kunlun? Even if I suffer from the Disaster of Blood Light, what does it have to do with you? You, you, ......" A red light flashed, Xun Lao's already old and decaying body turned into ashes and flew away, and his Yuan Ying emitted ten zhang of red light. Stepping on a small cloud, he pointed at Xia Jie and scolded angrily for a while. The section of the pillar that connected to the sky flashed with golden light. A golden wave swept down from the sky, and the old land Yuan Ying groaned helplessly, and was swept up without the slightest resistance.

Gu Ying sighed, he raised his palm and slammed it on his forehead, and suddenly his Yuan Infant crack flew out, and a golden wave struck him again, and he was also swept up. They smiled bitterly. also gave up resisting, and his body shattered one after another, and after the golden light, Xia Jie's front was already empty.

Xia Jie shook his head and stuffed the bone flute back into his arms. He frowned and muttered in a low voice, "Do I Xia Jie like to be nosy? Maybe it was? It seems to have been like this before...... Uh-huh...... That's right. They are from Kunlun, what does their suffering have to do with me?Why do you force them to go to the heavenly realm?" Xia Jie's face suddenly became extremely strange, and his fingers quickly pinched a few times. Suddenly jumped up and scolded at the old man: "Break the old man, stinky old God, my Xia Jie was counted by the damn you again." ”

He swung his fist at the sky angrily for a long time, the more he scolded, the happier he became, and a huge lightning bolt in the sky slashed down mercilessly, and slashed straight on Xia Jie's forehead, and suddenly Xia Jie was split and rolled over more than a dozen times, and fell to the ground with a scorched black body. Xia Jie crawled to the ground, put away the red light of the 'Heavenly Pillar', and flew out towards the east with a curse in his mouth. "Damn, God really can't be scolded, although God has calculated it again...... But I'm not God's opponent, forget it. ”

The people of Kunlunmen with sad faces looked at the empty sky, and tears flowed from their eyes. The nine largest * mountains in Kunlun Mountain were swept away by the heavenly realm, well, it should be said that they had ascended, but they were not happy but sad in their hearts, as if a large piece of their hearts were suddenly empty. Fortunately, the huge lightning woke up the old Dao, and he pointed at Xia Jie angrily, and scolded: "You fellow disciples are all this old immortal, damn guys, if he hadn't used evil methods to calculate the master and uncle, how could they have ascended?

For the first time, the hundreds of disciples of the East and West Kuncang pursued and killed Xia Jie in such a concerted manner. They flew out one after another, their magic weapons, flying swords, billions of colored lights, roaring down, the momentum was simply earth-shattering, enough to kill gods and Buddhas. Dongkun Cang, the head of the sect, the bearded Daoren, and the head of the Xikuncang, Du Xindao, who had always been at odds with each other, actually stood side by side at this time, and moved the Kunlun faction's most powerful supreme sword technique, 'Destroy the Heavens.' The tragic fate of being influenced by the celestial consciousness at all times. Who told him to be able to sense the heavens and the earth at all times? Sometimes there are some inexplicable wills in the dark, and he Xia Jie will do strange things inexplicably, and he feels wronged!"

Seeing that the huge 'Heaven Destroying' sword qi bombarded over, Xia Jie didn't dare to fight hard. Although he was sure that this sword qi would not hurt him, he was afraid that the sword qi that would return would hurt the two major masters of the Kunlun faction, then he would really have a blood feud with the Kunlun faction, which would not be beneficial to the future exhibition of the Wu clan. And so. He could only continue to hug his head and let the dragon-like sword qi chase after him along with countless sword lights and magic weapons.

In the loud sound of 'boom', the Kunlun Mountains suffered a catastrophe this time, and all the mountains within a radius of hundreds of miles were hundreds of zhang short of height. Hundreds of years from now, the world will not see these mountains as they are today.

In the distance, the green dragon grabbed Xuanwu, who was about to fly out. Xuanwu glanced at Qinglong puzzled and asked, "Sulong." The Lord told us to assassinate Xia Jie at every opportunity, what are you?"

Qinglong snorted. glanced at Xuanwu dissatisfied. "Stupid Xuanwu, don't you bother to use your brains? All the masters of the Kunlun faction are chasing and killing Xia Jie, if we rush up and make a move with Xia Jie, I'm afraid that we won't be smashed into it by the people of the Kunlun faction? Tens of thousands of heavenly thunders are bombarded on the body...... How many levels have you cultivated to the 'Xuanwu Divine Technique'? Can you withstand the bombardment of those magic weapons? Look at the masters of the Kunlun Sect, what kind of magic weapons they have played?"

Xuanwu stared at it for a long time. He hesitated to say: 'Shaking the Divine Bell', 'Guiding Flag', 'Opening the Heavenly Pestle', 'Void Jian', 'Lark Mirror', 'Ruyi Li's Flame Chime'...... Eh, Qinglong, I think we'll watch it here. I am afraid that the armor on our bodies will not be able to stop us from being bombarded by these magic weapons. Xuanwu honestly took a few steps back, a little overwhelmed, looking at the superb magic weapon flying all over the sky.

The green dragon snorted and stood in place, looking at those magic weapons with strange lights and flashes greedily. "If you can destroy Kunlun, you will really make a lot of money. Gee. Those ancient treasures of the Yiyuan Sect have already made the master praise the Right Saint for a long time, if we can snatch these magic weapons back. I'm afraid not...... However, with our strength, it is really difficult to swallow Kunlun. The men of the Xuanwu Right Saint and the Left Saint plus us are afraid that they can't compare to the group of death-sending ghosts in the overseas places last time, right?"

Xuanwu nodded slowly, swallowed his saliva and sighed: "It's better for them, hey, just look at these treasures from the Kunlun faction, damn it." ”

As soon as Xia Jie had escaped the strong sound of the 'Shaking God Bell', the 'Drawing Circle Banner' was drawn on him with a trace of yin fire, and suddenly a green whip mark appeared on his black skin. At the same time, the 'Open Heaven Pestle', which was the size of a mountain peak, slashed down with a huge roar, and the 'Void Jian' shot out a stream of cold light, covering his fish-like figure, making him move a little slowly. And the most abominable 'Ruyi Lihuo Chime' shot out clusters of heavenly fire, burning around him. In particular, the sword light from the thousands of high-grade flying swords shot from all directions like raindrops, Rao is 'bad golden body' has cultivated to the realm of the Great Perfection, and he is still beaten to the point of pain. There were so many of them that he couldn't dodge them. For example, if a child punches you, it hurts, but if 10,000 children hit you in the same place a hundred times in a row, I am afraid that your bones will not be saved.

Xia Jie was so angry that he screamed and scolded in the air: "You Kunlun faction people, listen to you, there are many people today, I and I Xia Jie, a good man, don't suffer the loss in front of you." You wait, wait for a few hundred years, my Wu clan will grow stronger again, I have to bring thousands of Wu clan disciples to your Kunlun to seek justice today...... Ouch, are you really going to fight to the death?"

The huge and incomparable 'Open Heaven Pestle' hit Xia Jie's head, the Venus in front of him flashed wildly, and was pressed straight to the ground, and then the 'Open Heaven Pestle' was like a piledriver, and the continuous bombardment of "boom, boom, boom" came down, Xia Jie scolded angrily, just stood up, and was immediately driven into the deeper and deeper hole. He had spent more than two months of 'Cultivation True Fire' to refine the Ancient Shadow, and their physical body vitality consumption was already extremely high, so at this time, he was powerless to resist the repeated ravages of the Kunlun Sect's masters.

In the end, Xia Jie, who was dizzy, wisely chose to escape, he took out a strangely shaped small beast skull and threw it into the sky, and his body was suddenly shrouded in a puff of smoke. The ghost howls of 'woo' came from all directions, and countless clusters of ghost fire flew in all directions, where did the Kunlun sect people think that Xia Jie still had such a hand? In a hurry, there was no time to stop it, but he was forced to escape from the encirclement by a part of the ghost fire smoke.

Xia Jie's voice came from all directions: "Little doll of the Kunlun faction, you remember, don't be touched by grandpa and me in the future, you will be left alone, otherwise I will break a person's ass when I see one." ”

Du Xuan Lao Dao looked at the ghost fire smoke that flew away with a heavy face, and shouted angrily: "The people of the East Kunlun Gate have listened to the order to close the door to the poor road from today onwards. His body trembled with anger, "The Kunlun faction's reputation for thousands of years can be humiliated by this damn Xia Jie today." ”