There were seventeen monks in this group, both men and women, all dressed in black brocade robes. At the placket, all of them are embroidered with seven golden feathers, which are the emblems of the monks of the Shenxu Pavilion.

Among the seventeen people, fifteen were Broken Void Cultivators, and two were second-step Immortal Cultivators.

One of the life immortals is a beautiful woman in a black dress, with the cultivation of the early stage of human Xuan, with a slender figure, black hair, and a woman's bun.

The appearance is quite glamorous, but the demonic aura in the eyes is a little heavy, and the nails are black and slender.

The other life immortal is a middle-aged man with a mid-stage cultivation of the Ghost Xuan. This person has a square face, dressed as a scribe, and has a cyan jade pen hanging from his waist.

"Hmm, the sword shadow just now dissipated, I didn't expect that there was a Destiny Immortal Monk on top of this small Lingtai Star. It's a pity that he was too far away before, and he couldn't accurately perceive the strength of the sword light, but it was difficult to judge the specific cultivation of this person. It's not whether this person is a human or a ghost, if it's a ghost, you can learn a little bit with this person."

The battle intent in the eyes of the middle-aged scribe flashed, and then he retracted and did not show it.

As soon as she heard the middle-aged scribe's words, the beautiful woman in the black dress immediately covered her mouth and giggled,

"Luo Daoyou really deserves to be the descendant of the 'Luo Family War King', he is really very belligerent, no matter when, as long as he meets a fellow Daoist at the same level, he wants to have a fight. The concubine body and you have met a total of four ghost and mysterious Taoist friends along the way, and every time you meet one, you have to fight once."

"My Luo family exercises, born from war, whenever I encounter a bottleneck, I have to fight with people countless times before I can break through. The middle-aged scribe said.

"Of the four ghosts we met, one was in the early stage, two were in the middle stage, and one was in the late stage. Daoyou's record is four wins in four battles. In this year's 'Tomb Comparison', I think that the ranking of Daoists is going to rise again, and it is to compete for the 'Void Order', which is also very promising. It's a pity that the 'bell festival' was delayed due to chaos. Otherwise, most of the Taoist friends can still compete for the Yuanshen wine. The beautiful woman in the black dress said with regret.

"With my current cultivation strength, if I want to compete for the Void Order, I'm afraid it's a little difficult. If you can break through the late stage of the ghost mystery before the tomb ratio, with my Luo family's battle skills, there is still a little hope for the order Not to mention it, it is important to complete the task first, and quickly elect the next star master of the Lingtai Star, and we can also go to the next cultivation star. ”

The middle-aged scribe said that, he landed slightly towards the Lingtai Star and stood in the sky above a certain wasteland. Suddenly, Lang Lang spoke.

Its voice was not loud, but it contained great magical powers, and the sound spread throughout the entire Lingtai Star in an instant.

"I am the Divine Void Four Pavilions - the Divine General of the Torture Pavilion, Luo Xiao! Today, by the order of the Lord of the Torture Pavilion, I will descend on this star. According to my decree, all the Shattered Void Monks of this star must gather here within a stick of incense!"

On the entire Lingtai Star, excluding the powerhouses of the Demon Beasts, there were a total of five Shattered Void Cultivators, including Liu Zhou.

The five Shattered Void Monks suddenly heard the voice of the middle-aged scribe. As soon as their complexions changed, they took out the teleportation jade slips one after another, and they did not hesitate to use the jade slips, but they also rushed to the place where the middle-aged scribe was.

And the monsters on the Lingtai Star. As soon as they heard the voice of the middle-aged scribe, they were afraid.

Before the incense stick was over, Liu Zhou and the other five broken voids had rushed to the place where the middle-aged scribe was, and bowed respectfully to the middle-aged scribe!

"Lingtai Mountain Group Cultivation. I've seen the envoy of the Torture Pavilion! I don't know what happened when the envoy came to the star?"

"No courtesy. Luo came here today for the death of the Lingtai Star Lord. Today. Luo will select one person from the five people who will be designated as the new Lingtai Star Master. Among them, if anyone is willing to compete for the position of Star Lord, they can take a step forward. ”

The middle-aged scribe said nothing, and quietly looked at Liu Zhou and the others. The rest of the monks of the Torture Pavilion stood silently beside the middle-aged scribe.

As soon as they heard that this group of Torture Pavilion monks had come to the Lingtai Star to canonize the Star Lord, the four Lingtai Shattered Void were all excited, and stepped forward, expressing their willingness to compete for the position of the Star Lord.

Only Liu Zhou showed a mixed expression, and after a moment of silence, he finally stepped forward.

Seeing that the five Lingtai Shattered Voids all had the intention of being star masters, the middle-aged scribe nodded, and suddenly emitted a vast divine thought like a galaxy, sweeping over the bodies of the five people.

After some investigation, the middle-aged scribe raised his hand and pointed at Liu Zhou,

"Although your cultivation is not the highest of the five, but you are better than the Dao heart, this Lingtai Star Master will be succeeded by you. This jade slip is given to you, which records a type of magical power, and you practice it, even if you only have four broken cultivations, it is enough to serve as the lord of one star. ”

After that, the middle-aged scribe took out a jade slip and gave it to Liu Zhou.

The remaining four Lingtai were shattered, and when they saw Liu Zhou succeeding him as the star master of Lingtai and being given supernatural powers, they all showed envy.

Liu Zhou sighed, accepted the jade slip, thanked the middle-aged scribe for his grace, and suddenly said again,

"Since the villain is already the star lord of the Lingtai, he should do something, and there is a request, and I hope that the envoy will answer it. ”

"What request?" said the middle-aged scribe with a blank face.

"On the Lingtai Star, there is always a demon tide as the party. In the past, there was the presence of the previous star lord, and it was still possible to suppress the demon tide, but now, there are only five broken voids such as us on the Lingtai Star, and they can't suppress the demon tide at all. I also hope that the envoy will help us and other Lingtai monks to suppress the demon tide. ”

After saying that, Liu Zhou bowed again, bowed his head and said nothing, but he was extremely nervous in his heart, not knowing whether the middle-aged scribe would agree to his request.

"The demon tide is hard to settle?"

The middle-aged scribe frowned, slightly displeased.

As soon as Shen Nian sensed it, he sensed the breath of thirty-four shattered void demonic beasts from the Lingtai Star.

As a cultivator of the Divine Void Pavilion Torture Pavilion, he had no obligation to help his subordinates Cultivation True Star calm down the trouble.

That is the responsibility of the Arsenal, not his jurisdiction.

He still has a task on his body, and he still needs to canonize dozens of Xiuzhen Star Lords, so he doesn't want to meddle with this star's affairs.

Just seeing that Liu Zhou's words were sincere, he finally nodded and said,

"That's it, Luo will make a move to help you suppress this star demon tide. There are only thirty-four shattered void demonic beasts, and it won't take much time for Luo to come. ”

After that, the middle-aged scribe blew his sleeves, and the place immediately showed a blue light, like fireflies.

In the next moment, the middle-aged scribe disappeared with all the monks in this place, and appeared outside a demon swamp on the outskirts of the Leaning Moon Mountain Range.

Now, the shattered void demonic beasts of the entire Lingtai Star are all gathered in this demon swamp.

When the middle-aged scribe and the others arrived, there were immediately thirty-four shattered void shadows in the demon swamp, welcoming them.

These thirty-four demon shadows are headed by Ke Long, and all of them are the images of the Shattered Void Demon Beast turning into human form.

The faces of the demons are all extremely ugly at the moment.

Especially Ke Long. His eyes were full of despair and unwillingness.

He knew that the group cultivators in front of him, excluding Liu Zhou and the others, were all monks of the Four Pavilions of the Divine Void Pavilion.

These people will come to the Demon Swamp on the outskirts of the Leaning Moon Mountain Range, most of them to kill all the demonic beasts here

Ke Long and other demons are the local demons of Lingtai Star, even if they dare to be enemies with Liu Zhou and other local monks, how can they dare to be enemies of Shenxu Pavilion?

The entire Dongming Star Domain is the territory of the Divine Void Pavilion, and in the Divine Void Pavilion, there are countless strong people, who can slaughter the demons in this place like dogs.

The Divine Void Pavilion is a dazed thing that Ke Long and other demons can't provoke!

The Divine Void Pavilion is a Shinto force. Xuan Xiu Sect, for the monks of the Divine Void Pavilion, the demon race is an alien, an enemy, and there is no fault in killing

There were a total of 17 Torture Pavilion monks in front of them, including two Immortal Immortals.

If these people go on a killing spree in the Leaning Moon Mountain, there will be no magical beasts that will survive.

"I don't know why the Supreme Envoy is here?" Ke Long gritted his teeth. Holding on to the luck mentality, he asked the middle-aged scribe.

How he wished that there was a 1 in 10,000 chance that the other party would come here and not kill all the demons

Pity. The middle-aged scribe's first sentence dispelled all of Ke Long's luck.

"Luo Mou came here to help Lingtai Xing exterminate the demons. If you are willing to break it off on your own, Luo can open the net. Don't slaughter low-level demonic beasts here. ”

This middle-aged scribe likes to fight rather than kill, and does not like to surrender his identity and embarrass a group of low-level monsters.

In the eyes of the middle-aged scribe, exterminate the Lingtai Star Demon Beast. Only the void can be broken, and the rest can be disposed of by the Lingtai Star Lord himself.

As soon as they heard the words of the middle-aged scribe, the demons showed a sad look.

With only the instinct of the demonic beast, they could sense the horror of the middle-aged scribe, and understood that in front of this person, there was absolutely no hope of escape.

Some of the monsters sighed and accepted their fate.

If their lives could be exchanged for the survival of other low-level demonic beasts, they would be considered to be worthy of death

The other part of the demonic beasts is unwilling to bow down to death. One of them, a big man who was as thin as a ghost, gritted his teeth and said loudly to Ke Long,

"Brother Ke, aren't you friendly with that second-step senior in the inner circle of Xieyue Mountain, can you ask him to come forward and help me mediate and save our lives?"

"Yes, Brother Ke! Lao Tzu has heard that the second-step senior likes your two granddaughters very much, so he almost confiscated them as apprentices. With this kind of relationship, he will not ignore our life and death!" said another demon with a look of hope.

"This can't be, can't be"

Ke Long was quite moved by what the two said, why didn't he want to beg Ning Fan to take action and save his life.

But this heart was only erased by him in a moment.

Today's calamity is a matter between their Lingtai Star Demon Beast and the Lingtai Monk and the Divine Void Pavilion, how can they involve Ning Fan, an outsider?

In Ke Long's heart, although Ning Fan was extremely strong, he was not necessarily stronger than the middle-aged scribe in front of him, and it was even more impossible to be as powerful as the Shenxu Pavilion behind the middle-aged scribe.

Let Ning Fan come forward, he may not have such a big face, which is enough to save the lives of the demons. Maybe it will anger the Divine Void Pavilion monks, causing an even greater catastrophe and implicating the low-level demonic beasts here.

And Ke Long was not sure that he would move Ning Fan, risking that he might offend the Divine Void Pavilion and protect the demons.

Ke Long let out a long sigh, and finally dispelled the idea of involving Ning Fan in this matter.

Most cultivators are selfish, because only selfish people can survive in the cruel struggle.

Thinking about it, even if he invited Ning Fan, Ning Fan would not stand up for them, after all, there was no friendship between them

"Brother Ke!

Hearing that Ke Long was reluctant to ask Ning Fan to come forward, several demons were angry, but they turned to sigh with despair in their eyes.

They actually understood that even if Ke Long went to invite Ning Fan, there was not much possibility of asking Ning Fan to make a move.

However, the middle-aged scribe, after hearing the conversation between the demons, suddenly showed a look of great interest, and said,

"Interesting, it seems that behind the monsters, there is actually a backer, I think it is the immortal on the Lingtai Star. You go and ask him to come forward, if he is strong enough, Luo doesn't mind looking at his face, let him wait. ”

"No, I'd rather die. That senior has no friendship with us, and he won't stand up for us. ”

Ke Long shook his head, vetoed the middle-aged scribe's suggestion, and closed his eyes. Bow your head to death.

He had made up his mind that he would never implicate Ning Fan in this catastrophe.

When the middle-aged scribe heard this, he shook his head, but he didn't persuade him anymore.

He looked indifferent, stood with his hands in his hands, and said indifferently to Ke Long and the others, "In the world of cultivation, the strong survive and the weak die, you and I have different ways, that is, we resent Luo." Luo also wants to punish the Lingtai Star Monk for the sake of the Lingtai Star Monk. Wait until this is your own, don't force Luo to do it. After ten breaths, if you don't kill yourself, Luo doesn't mind giving him a ride!"

With that, the middle-aged scribe began to wait patiently.

At this moment, Liu Zhou and the other Lingtai Star Monks looked at the enemy of the Warcraft who had to kill themselves in front of them, and suddenly felt a sense of sadness in their hearts.

This feeling only rises for a moment. was pressed down by five people.

They are old enemies with the Lingtai Warcraft, countless relatives and friends have died at the hands of the Warcraft, and they have also killed countless Warcraft, and the grievances have long been unresolved.

Ke Long and the other demons looked desolate. Each raised their palms and pressed them towards their own heavenly spirits.

They are originally monsters, and they already believe in the concept of strong survival and weak death. They are hostile to middle-aged scribes and others, and their cultivation is not as good as others. The other party only ordered them to exterminate themselves and not kill low-level demonic beasts, which was already very gracious

Just when the demons were about to kill themselves. In the middle of the demon swamp, two milk dolls suddenly stumbled out, crying to the middle-aged scribe and others in a milky voice,

"You are bad people! You can't kill Ah Gong! Qin Qin (Yun Yun) won't let you kill Ah Gong! You are bad, you are bad!"

"Shut up! Don't back down!" Ke Long's face was extremely nervous for a moment!

He never imagined that his two milk dolls would run out at this time and scold the monks of the Divine Void Pavilion and the Torture Pavilion.

God knows how scared Ke Long was at the moment, afraid that the middle-aged scribe and others would be angry and kill their two granddaughters, and even kill countless low-level demonic beasts

was scolded as a bad person by the two milk dolls, and the middle-aged scribe was not angry, but only frowned.

The beautiful woman in the black dress had a cold gaze, obviously dissatisfied with the two milk dolls, but she didn't bother to do anything to the two dolls.

However, the few torture pavilions behind the middle-aged scribe were shattered, but there were several people with murderous intentions in their eyes.

These people are all Xuan cultivators with a very deep concept of good and evil, and they already hate evil demons, and they can't kill all the monsters here.

At this moment, he was insulted by the two milk dolls, and immediately an old man of the Torture Pavilion of the Broken Void Eight Heavens took a step, grabbed it with his big hand, and grabbed the two milk dolls.

In his mouth, he said coldly, "The evil demon who does not know whether he is alive or dead, even the young devil, should also be eliminated!"

"Stop!" Ke Long's eyes were furious, he was not afraid of death, he did not hesitate to die, but he did not allow anyone to attack his loved ones!

was about to save the two little milk babies, but another big man who shattered the Nine Heavens instantly blocked in front of him, snorted coldly, and blasted out at him with a punch.

With just one punch, Ke Longsheng was shocked back!

Although Ke Long was not injured, he did not have time to rescue the two milk babies.

An unconcealable anger burned in his heart!

In the midst of this anger, there is even more deep sorrow! That sorrow can only be experienced by those who are at the end of the road!

"Can't be saved, can't be saved"

This thought frantically rose in Ke Long's heart, and he couldn't bear to look at the two little milk babies, and he couldn't bear to see the tragic scene of the two of them being torn to pieces by the monks of the Torture Pavilion.

As soon as the old man of the torture pavilion grabbed his five fingers, five sword lights immediately came out through his fingers and slashed towards the two little milk babies.

The two little milk babies also felt the danger, and they were almost stupid in place.

How old are they, how can they know what danger is, how can they know what the sky is high and thick.

But they are also demonic beasts, and at this moment, they feel the feeling of death so deeply

Just when this sword light was about to touch the bodies of the two of them, the black flame flashed in front of the two little milk babies, and at the same moment, a white-clothed figure suddenly blocked the second girl out of thin air, and raised his hand to press towards the five sword lights.

It's not Ning Fan, it's who it is!

The five sword lights were as powerful as a dragon, but in front of Ning Fan, they were like children playing, and they were not worth mentioning.

He only raised his hand and pressed it, and the five sword lights cut out by the Broken Eight Old Men suddenly shattered into bits of golden light and scattered with the wind.

"Second Step Immortal!" The Broken Eight Old Man who attacked the little milk baby had a great change in complexion, and at the moment when Ning Fan pressed the shattered sword light, there was almost no hesitation, and he just pulled away and flew back!

From Ning Fan's body, he felt an indescribable cold murderous intent.

How did he know that Ning Fan had already moved the idea of accepting apprentices for these two milk babies! After several months of getting along, he loved the two milk babies very much!

Regarding the life and death of other demonic beasts, Ning Fan couldn't say that he cared.

But for these two milk babies, Ning Fan has a heart to protect his shortcomings and will not allow anyone to hurt him!

"Eliminate the evil! What a good one to eliminate the evil! Ning wanted to know what evil these two ignorant and ignorant three-year-old children had!"

The black flame flashed under Ning Fan's feet, leaving an afterimage in place that had not yet dissipated, and the deity had already appeared in front of the Broken Eight Old Men, without saying a word, he pressed his finger down!

He is so quick to escape the law, even the two immortals of a middle-aged scribe and a beautiful woman in a black dress can't see his escape at all, as well as the magic power of his shot!

The middle-aged scribe's eyes froze, and he didn't see much expression flowing, nor did he have the idea of rescuing the broken eight old men, he just stared at Ning Fan and said nothing.

The beautiful woman in the black dress was shocked, and she wanted to save the eight old men, but it was too late!

The Broken Eight Old Man only felt that the purple gold in front of him flashed away, and in the next moment, his entire body was under Ning Fan's fingers, and his life was decaying and weathered into ashes!

The Shattered Nine Great Man who shook Ke Long back with one punch, seeing Ning Fan killing the Broken Eight Old Men with one finger, was already frightened, put aside Ke Long, and immediately fled behind the middle-aged scribe, praying for his life.

Ning Fan didn't look at the broken nine big men, his figure flashed, and he had returned to his place, standing beside the two little milk babies.

He only mentioned the two little milk babies to take revenge and kill the old man, but he was not very hostile to the monk who repelled Ke Long.

He is an indifferent person, and only two little milk babies can arouse his compassion.

"Who are you to dare to kill my Torture Pavilion monk!"

The middle-aged scribe didn't say anything, but the beautiful woman in the black dress was furious.

No one here can see through Ning Fan's specific cultivation, and she can't see through herself, only that Ning Fan is a monk in the early and middle stages of his personal Xuan.

She thought to herself that with all kinds of secret techniques, she could fight against the Venerable Master in the late Xuan Dynasty, so why not be afraid of Ning Fan.

But she had only taken a step, and before she could do anything to Ning Fan, Ning Fan's cold gaze had already swept towards her.

With just one gaze, her breath was chaotic, and her beautiful eyes were blood-red, and she was actually invaded by Ning Fan's evil qi.

After taking a few steps back, her pretty face turned white and coughed up blood, she was already seriously injured!

Ning Fan caused her to be seriously injured with just one look, what a means this was, she couldn't imagine it at all!

And what shocked her was that Ning Fan was not a human cultivator as she imagined, but a ghost!

After seeing that Ning Fan was powerful, where did she dare to argue with Ning Fan, let alone stand up for that unlucky old man.

However, the middle-aged scribe was no longer silent, and finally spoke.

In his eyes, there was an infinite battle intent, this battle intent was only to win, and there was no trace of revenge for the broken eight elders!

He had already recognized that Ning Fan was a monk in the middle stage of the Ghost Xuan!

"My name is Luo Xiao, if you fight with me and catch me with a move and a half, I will let this star monster go, and I won't kill any of them, how about it!"

"I'm not interested in the life and death of the rest of the monsters!"

Ning Fan said lightly, turned around and left with the two little milk babies.

The middle-aged scribe snorted in displeasure, and actually flicked his sleeves violently, directly picked up the jade pen on his waist, and hit Ning Fan!

"Get out!"

Ning Fan turned his head suddenly, the blood flashed in his eyes, and the boundless red light flew out of his body, turning into a huge blood fist, without saying a word, he directly punched out at the middle-aged scribe!

With this punch, the middle-aged scribe's jade pen magic weapon was directly blasted into powder.

The rest of the fists turned into a strong wind, forcing the middle-aged scribe to retreat violently, and his eyes changed greatly.

Suddenly, his face turned pale, and he even coughed up a mouthful of blood, and he was shocked to look at Ning Fan!

In that shock, there is even more inexplicable!

"This person and I are both mid-stage cultivators of the Ghost Xuan, and they can be so strong! If this person cultivates the 'God of War Technique', I don't know how many 'Divine Transformations' can be cultivated?!"

"I'm afraid this person is of great use to my 'War King Luo Family'! I just don't know how high his qualifications are for cultivating the God of War Technique" (to be continued......)