Chapter 107: Killing

Wang Cheng silently glanced at Chen Jiu, this was the second most cultivated monk in this Red Lotus Fang City after the middle-aged man he had killed before. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Under his divine consciousness comparable to the realm of true knots, Chen Jiu's eyes shook suddenly, and then his pupils turned gray at a visible speed, and he struggled to raise his head, trying to see Wang Cheng's face clearly, but in the end, his body slowly fell, his face was full of strong unwillingness and confusion.

Until he died, he didn't know why he died, and why did the young man in white kill him......

Wang Cheng's expression was indifferent, he didn't even look at Chen Jiu's corpse, and with a move of his right hand, the storage bag on Chen Jiu's corpse's waist was grabbed by him through the air, and after he put it into the storage bag, his eyes fell on a small hole in the courtyard.

This small hole was in the center of this courtyard, and a trace of spiritual energy emanated from it, and Wang Cheng's divine sense swept away, and he immediately found that spiritual eye under this courtyard.

This kind of spiritual eye also has one in his Spirit Desolate Sect Cave Mansion, but both the size and the quality of the spiritual energy are far higher than this spiritual eye at the moment.

But this is a spiritual eye after all, at this moment, his body cultivation is moving, turning into a big hand to dig directly in this courtyard, that is, a few breaths of time, a garden stone exuding a rich aura appeared in front of him, he took a look, put a ban on it and put it in a storage bag, and then left this courtyard.

Only Chen Jiu's godless eyes were always looking ahead, with reluctance and confusion, as if he was asking, but there was never an answer...... Because he is dead.

There are a total of seventeen monks in the Blood Refining Sect in this Red Lotus City, at this moment Wang Cheng has already killed four people, and the remaining thirteen people are scattered around this Red Lotus Fang City.

There were four early foundation monks sitting at the entrance of the east gate, all of them were not very old, and the youngest of them was a young man with a simple face.

His name is Meng Da Niu, he is a villager in a small village under the mountain of this Red Lotus Fang City, he was favored by the monks of the Blood Refining Sect in his early years, and he has reached the foundation building realm after ten years of cultivation.

Silently calculating the time in his heart, Meng Daniu looked at the direction of the mountain with a blank look, as long as it was after today, he could get a three-day vacation, and he could finally see his parents again.

Thinking that he was now a foundation building monk, but his father and mother were getting old, a worry appeared in his heart.

"The Dan Period...... As long as I cultivate to the stage of knotting, I can renew my father's life...... I'm going to have to reach the end of the day!"

The young man's eyes are firm, reaching the realm of knotting Dan and extending the life of his father and mother, this is his obsession and the persistence of this life.

At this moment, Wang Cheng's figure suddenly appeared here, his gaze fell on these four monks, and after confirming that the other party was a Blood Refining Sect monk, his divine sense swept out again, and suddenly these four people shook together, and they began to die in an instant.

Meng Daniu's pupils contracted violently, and almost at the moment when Wang Cheng's divine sense swept over, the kind face of his father and mother appeared in his mind, but it was gradually confused, and it seemed to have left him.

With two tears in the corners of his eyes, his eyes slowly closed, the vitality of his whole body dissipated, and he died of exhaustion......

Wang Cheng glanced at the four corpses without the slightest pity in his eyes, and after taking the storage bag away, he didn't stay too long, and his body disappeared here in a flash......

This is a killing without right or wrong, these disciples of the Blood Refining Sect, their ancestor killed his family, and even he himself almost died, such a hatred is not shared, unless the entire Blood Refining Sect dies, or Wang Cheng dies, then this kind of hatred will not disappear.

Today's Wang Cheng does not have the ability to directly go to the Blood Refining Sect to kill, but these Blood Refining Sect's markets, as long as he can kill, he will not stop.

At this moment, above the cloudy sky thousands of miles away from this Red Lotus Fang City, an old man in red with a gloomy expression came towards Red Lotus Fang City at an extremely fast speed at this moment.

He had an old face, covered in dense wrinkles, and an old storage bag with a sin written on it around his waist.

"The Blood Spirit Workshop was completely destroyed, I don't know if this Red Lotus Workshop is safe...... Jiu'er is also ...... in this Red Lotus Fang" The old man muttered to himself, his eyes were very worried, looking at the direction of Red Lotus Fang City, gritting his teeth at this moment, the speed accelerated a little.

In Red Lotus Fang City, Wang Cheng slowly twisted the neck of a Blood Refining Sect disciple of the eighth layer of Qi Condensation, took away his storage bag, and then his body flashed again and disappeared again.

In his divine sense, there was still the last disciple of the Blood Refining Sect, who was not killed by him.

At this moment, in his eyes, he gradually had a bit of scarlet, and the whole person looked at the moment, compared with before, there was less of a kind of fluttering and chic, and a little more unruly and weird.

His demonization, at the moment, is gradually getting deeper and deeper in the continuous merciless killing.

But he didn't seem to be aware of this, and at this moment he slowly came to a square, on which many figures sat cross-sectionally, as if they were conducting an auction.

"Fellow Daoists, this Zhuyan Dan is from the Danling Sect, which has the effect of retaining the appearance of the Dan Ling Sect, especially for the Taoist friends who are not high in cultivation and are now getting old, as long as you have this Dan, you will be guaranteed to return to your youthful appearance, and the reserve price is three hundred spirit stones......"

At this moment, a young monk with a thief head and a thief in the early stage of foundation building stood on this square, holding a jade box in his hand, and now this jade box was opened, revealing a white pill inside.

Suddenly, with his words, someone began to shout the price, this young man was extremely eloquent, and after a few instigations, the price of this Zhu Yan Dan had been increased to seven hundred spirit stones, obviously he had a lot of experience in auctioning items.

But just as this young man continued to try to incite these scattered cultivators to increase their prices, Wang Cheng's figure suddenly appeared here, and he fell on this young man, and after confirming that the other party was a member of the Blood Refining Sect, his divine sense swept away again.

Suddenly, in the midst of many exclamations, the young man's body suddenly fell, and a dead aura emanated from the young man.

Wang Cheng's eyes were ruthless, and with a wave of his right hand, the jade box containing the Zhu Yan Dan and the young man's storage bag flew directly into his hand.

This scene immediately attracted the attention of all eyes, but after feeling the trace of intense evil aura emanating from Wang Cheng's body, he suddenly turned into horror.

"He killed the people of the Blood Refining Sect......"

"This person is crazy, this is the Blood Refining Sect City......"

The sound of discussion echoed in this Red Lotus Fang City, Wang Cheng was expressionless, ignoring these discussions at all, and at this moment, his body directly turned into a long rainbow and flew towards the sky...... (To be continued.) )