"The Heavenly Sword Sect, have you been waiting for you for a long time. "In front of Seinfeld, a young man leaned lazily on a soft chair carried by five young 'women'.

The young man was extremely handsome, wearing a loose green robe, and behind him, a dense line of monks was lined up, exuding amazing mana 'waves'.

And this is just one of the forces.

Around Seinfeld, this kind of power is spread in five directions.

It shows that there are five forces besieging Seinfeld.

In the void, the young man lay on the soft chair and said to the rest of the leaders: "I heard that there is a person in the Heavenly Sword Sect who has cultivated immortal-level exercises, I think everyone also wants to see it." ”

A man in yellow said with a smile: "Hahaha, immortal-level exercises? A master of the tribulation also dares to claim to have cultivated immortal-level exercises, I see, it is just a half-immortal-level exercise, those casual cultivators who were frightened by him came up with an excuse to save their self-esteem." ”

"Indeed, the old man has cultivated so far, and he has never heard of a tribulation monk who can cultivate immortal-level exercises, if there really is, he can die under the immortal-level exercises, and the old man will die without regrets. An old man in gray stroked his long beard and said lightly.

"Helper?" When everyone gathered in the square, they saw Seinfeld who had just appeared.

Qin Shihu said in a deep voice: "Gang leader, several leaders, should be no weaker than the three old men you captured earlier. ”

"I expected that. Seinfeld said in a deep voice, "It's just a group of thieves, you can cultivate with peace of mind." ”

After finishing speaking, Seinfeld's body instantly appeared outside the immortal weapon.

Surrounded by lead-gray 'colored' clouds and fog, in the clouds, human figures were swirling, layer after layer of monks appeared in Seinfeld's eyes, and the five forces around him were no less than five hundred.

For Seinfeld, both the ghost cultivators themselves and the resources they carry are excellent assets.

"Yes, a little more than last time. Seinfeld said in a deep voice.

"You're from the Optimus Sword Sect, call your leader out. The young man looked at Seinfeld with a proud smile on his face, and said in a commanding tone to Seinfeld.

The yellow-clothed man also smiled: "Come out, don't you think that if you hide in the flying immortal weapon, we can't help you, it's too naïve." Come out obediently and follow us to receive the reward, and suffer less from the skin and flesh. ”

As he spoke, the mana of the surrounding enemies began to solidify, attempting to strike a thunderous blow at Seinfeld and the others.

Seinfeld's gaze kept scanning everyone's bodies, and for the enemy in front of him, Seinfeld showed a satisfied expression: "The strength is bigger than last time, so the wealth should also be more than before." Thank you for coming and giving away your wealth. ”

"Hahaha, the kid wants our wealth? Kneel down, the master will reward you with a superb 'yin' spirit stone. The handsome young man laughed, and along with it, the people around him also roared and laughed.

"No, I'll pick it up myself. Seinfeld said lightly, his body flew out in an instant, extremely fast, and the pupils in the eyes of the handsome young man instantly condensed.

And then when he saw Seinfeld's figure, a seemingly thin arm had pinched his neck, and a cyan flame, with Seinfeld's arm, suddenly spread out, sweeping through the handsome young man's body.

"Ahh

"As a Mahayana realm monk, you can still make such a wailing and painful sound under the scorching flames, it seems that your perseverance is not very good, no wonder you are still only staying in the Mahayana realm. ”

The laughter around them stopped abruptly, and everyone was instantly moved when they saw this scene, Seinfeld's methods had exceeded their expectations.

Seinfeld gently climbed his left hand to the palm of the handsome young man, and then took off a cyan storage ring at the middle finger of his left hand, and then said lightly: "I said, I will take this wealth myself." ”

"Release, let me go, I know it's wrong. The handsome young man let out an intermittent cry of begging for mercy, and at this moment, he knew how terrifying Seinfeld's strength was, and this feeling was as if he was facing a ghost.

At this moment, the handsome young man had no time to think about the issue of immortal-level exercises, and there was only one pursuit in front of him, and that was to survive.

He regretted it, regretted that he did not dare to be so arrogant, regretted that he should not provoke such a powerful enemy.

After seeing this scene, one of the leaders suddenly reacted, the strength of several leaders was about the same, this person was able to subdue this young man so easily, his strength was beyond his imagination.

Facing the many dissipating streamers behind him, Seinfeld suddenly turned his head and showed a cold smile: "Everyone who kills kills them, since you want to kill me, don't blame me for being ruthless." ”

As Seinfeld's voice fell, in the distance of the endless sky, a sea of cyan 'fire' suddenly surged from all directions, and the sea of fire frantically poured into the crowd like a rising 'tide' of water.

In the face of the swept cyan flames, several leaders took the lead in widening their pupils.

The monks immediately poured out all the power in their bodies, and sacrificed all the magic weapons on their bodies in an attempt to resist the flames.

It's just that this cyan 'color' flame naturally restrains this ghost body, and the ghost cultivators immediately let out a terrible wail.

This is simply an irresistible force.

In the midst of the flames, several leaders turned their heads and looked at Seinfeld with distorted expressions, their expressions were extremely hideous and terrifying, but their eyes were filled with extreme regret and unwillingness.

Then, they saw two dark Dementor flags rise above Seinfeld's head.

After seeing this dementor flag, the fear in the eyes of the ghost cultivators was even worse.

"No!" the handsome young man let out an unwilling roar first, and then he was entangled in the black light, and now all the mana in his body was burned clean by Seinfeld's flames, and he was powerless to resist the black 'color' light.

In an instant, one by one, the monks flew towards the Dementor Banner.

There was a deep regret in their eyes.

At this moment, they realized that the facts were even more terrible than the legends, this was clearly a evil star, a evil star that killed ghosts without blinking, but they had just met, and they didn't even have a few words of dialogue, and he actually killed everyone.

How could you provoke such a ruthless person.

But then, everyone's consciousness receded like a 'tide', and one by one they turned into puppets with no consciousness of their own and could only act according to orders, and entered Seinfeld's soul flag.

Storage rings spilled from the air like rain, Seinfeld smiled lightly, and then the mana on his body was filled, and many storage rings flew towards him like a tornado