It's him!

It had to be him!

At this moment, standing in the sky, Furukawa's eyes were bloodshot.

The strength that Su Mu just showed was at least at the level of hundreds of thousands of catties!

With just the edge of the wind, he can make the Heart Lamp Monk hit hard in an instant!

This power is not what a Heart Lamp Monk should have!

What's more, he was selected by himself...... The only suspect!

If......

If you let yourself try him, maybe it will be clearer!

Furukawa looked at Su Mu, who was walking out of the free killing zone, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his pupils.

But thinking of the existence that would hit him hard with that one word, he was a little timid.

No!

I must not have an accident now!

The main lineage of the ancient family, only himself and his ancestors are left!

At this time, he didn't know that his ancestor was in the main hall and had died of manslaughter.

If so, what are the chances...... If only you could test him!

Rumble!

Right now!

A low roar exploded!

All the monks were stunned and looked up.

At the end of the sky, which was invisible to the naked eye, a round of brilliant gold reflected the dim dusk.

The sun is brilliant, like gold like a waterfall.

At this moment, countless people felt a sense of unobstructed excitement.

Especially in Yueyue Mountain, all the monks felt that their spiritual qi was circulating, at least thirty percent faster than usual!

For a while, many people sat cross-legged and practiced on the ground!

I don't know the specifics, but everyone knows that it's a chance!

And any chance, the monk needs to grasp it himself!

Who knows how long this kind of sudden event can last?

On the Mingyue Cliff, Wei Lao said quietly: "Heaven is very happy." ”

"Two immortals died. ”

Whenever an immortal falls, the place where he falls will be blessed by the heavens, so that the aura of the immortal will not disperse.

Therefore, in every place where immortals fall, there will be a lot of spiritual energy remnants.

An immortal's aura is almost massive for mortals.

Therefore, in the mouth of ordinary people, the place where the immortals fell also has a title - "Cave Heaven Blessed Land".

In this world, there is no natural blessed land.

Even if it is the land on the spirit stone vein, there will not be much spiritual energy.

After all, to be able to form a vein of spirit stones, the spiritual energy is enriched underground. There is very little impact above the ground.

Only the fall of the immortals, under the blessing of the Heavenly Dao, o m starts, will let the aura linger for a long time, and will not scatter.

Today, the place where the aura of the major sects is strongest is the place where the immortals sit.

This is also the blessing left by the predecessors to the younger generations.

Baiyue Mountain can become the place where the aura of the Tang Dynasty is the strongest, because for thousands of years, there are many immortal realms that have died in the Phoenix Nest Slaughterhouse.

Of course, the person who gets the most benefit at this moment is the monk who personally kills the celestials.

Now!

Under the starry sky, a beautiful woman in a goose-yellow skirt trembled and fell to her knees.

Both of her eyes were hollow.

The spirit of the whole person seemed to be swallowed by an unknown existence.

The tip of a long knife lightly tapped her chin, lifting her head.

Wang Weihuan was almost unharmed, stepping lightly on the void.

And around his waist, two swaying heads hung from the white jade belt, and the facial features of the heads exuded brilliant golden fluorescence.

It was he who stuffed the merits of the heavenly gifts into the heads of the immortals.

Immortals cast Yang Palace, Yang Palace sits in the Divine Court.

Cast in the Yang Palace corresponding to the Sea of Consciousness and the Sea of Spirit, it represents the completion of an immortal soul.

After the celestial beings, the living beings and bodies are completed.

After the immortals, the soul body is completed.

After the flesh spirit is completed, you can get a glimpse of the Dao realm.

In the process, the immortal's head becomes supernatural and can contain any intangible.

For example, merit.

If this kind of thing is not absorbed immediately, it will dissipate anyway.

Only if it is placed in the head of the immortal can it be preserved.

At this moment, Wang Wei looked at the woman and said lightly: "Go and tell the Southern Regions." ”

"Whoever dares to soar above the bad land, die. ”

"Whoever dares to enter the evil land in the mortal realm will die. ”

"Whoever goes into the land of evil and does not obey my rules, die. ”

Wang Wei said loudly, his voice was gentle, like a summer wind.

The stars behind him flowed, and in the depths of the blue-purple sky, there seemed to be another world.

Another vast and boundless world.

The Wide-eyed Continent is among them, and it may just be dust.

But at this moment, in the eyes of a woman, the entire vast sea of stars is not as good as Wang Wei's eyes, which makes people tremble.

His voice was gentle, but it was declarative.

As if talking about a trivial matter.

But the woman who had just seen him slaughter the immortals trembled at the words of his warm voice.

Her eyes suddenly cleared!

He...... What is he going to do!?

That eye of his just now......

There is a demon hidden in that eye!!

How can a person who lives with demons in his heart say gentle words aimlessly!

An incomparably terrifying aura suddenly came to my heart.

The woman swore that she had never felt such a great fear in the two thousand years since she became an immortal!!

It was as if in the dark, I was choked by my throat, and the pain seemed to be suffocating!

"Don't be afraid. ”

Wang Weihuan suddenly took out a picture scroll from the storage bag.

He unfolded the scroll in front of the woman.

In the center of the pale scroll is a patch of flesh that beats hideously.

That's a quirky word.

And Wang Wei rubbed his fingers and gently cut his fingers.

"When you walk out of the bad land, you will become the pinnacle of immortals. ”

"You will become more beautiful. ”

"It's breathtakingly beautiful. ”

"You'll have the afterglow of flames on you. ”

"In your dreams, there will be a phoenix soaring. ”

"You will be in love with Ji Xuangong. ”

"You will be his queen. ”

"You also want to seduce Sage Wen. ”

"With your unparalleled skin, become the obsession of two men. ”

As Wang Weihuan wrote the words on the scroll with blood, those beating flesh buds swallowed and sucked all the handwriting dry like living creatures.

The woman who was slumped in front of him began to change.

Her eyes, which had been slightly smaller, began to grow larger, clear, and clean.

Her facial features began to distort, and after a moment of deformation and ugliness, they were delicate and staggered, and every inch was as beautiful as heaven, finely crafted.

Her skin began to be as white as mutton fat, the kind of white and tender in the true sense of the word, perfect and flawless.

Her breasts rose and became more round and straight, and the ravines were deep.

Her waist was tucked together and her hips were bulging.

Her legs are more slender and rounded, and her bare toes are perfectly proportioned.

At this moment, the originally simple goose yellow skirt was draped on her body, but it was not as good as before.

Under that beautiful face and exaggerated perfect figure, she has become a peerless stunner who exudes incomparable charm.

But Wang Wei didn't even look at her, and continued to write: "You will let Sage Wen give up the holy position for your sake." ”

"Let him fight Ji Xuangong and let you guard everything for him. ”

"He's going to die. ”

"And you will become the new saint of literature. ”

After writing, the woman was already in tears.

Her heart was filled with incomparably terrifying horror.

With every word of Wang Weihuan, she felt that there was an extra rope on her body.

A rope that makes you desperate.

It's as if he followed his words and became a puppet of fate.

Wang Wei looked up at her and said lightly: "In this way, without the Holy Throne, Ji Xuangong will not have a chance to become him." ”

"You, then, will be the new saint. ”

"This is my chance for you. ”

"Of course. ”

Wang Weihuan raised his hand again, this time the picture scroll covered the woman's sight, as if Wang Weihuan had written something again.

At the same time, he also said: "After becoming a saint, you will always be on the side of the human race." ”

"Until death for the Terrans. ”

After speaking, Wang Weihuan gently rolled up the picture scroll and said, "You can go." ”

The beautiful woman stood up tremblingly.

She was unharmed, because by the time Wang Wei showed her right eye, she had lost all resistance.

"You...... What's your name?"

The woman spoke tremblingly.

Her voice was crisp and tinged with a hint of sweetness. Contrasting with her now frightened and stunning face, it exudes a beauty that makes people unable to breathe.

"Wang Wei is arrogant. ”

"The only one who is self-respecting, the arrogant one. ”

Wang Weihuan spoke indifferently, turned around, and floated down with the scroll on his back.

The woman was stunned.

Really let yourself go?

She looked at Wang Weihuo, who was gradually moving away in the clouds, and suddenly said, "My name is Qiu Yanru." ”

"My sister is the master of the Tiansha Gate, Qiu Yanran. ”

Wang Wei didn't move, and slowly disappeared under the Jedi Tiantong.

Qiu Yanru stood in the void for a long time.

The feeling of being bound by the rope on his body was gone, but it seemed to be integrated into the bone marrow.

In the dark, she seemed to see her future.

After a long time, Qiu Yanru turned around and left towards the outside world.

The moment she walked out of the evil land, her cultivation skyrocketed, and the aura between heaven and earth surged-

She has inexplicably broken through the realm that has been stuck for thousands of years.

Immortals...... Peak!