"You want to go in before me?" Ji Changkong looked at the three of them lightly, all of them opened the veins of the Nine Heavens.

"Count your acquaintances, just a waste of the Eight Heavens, go back to feeding," the leader laughed, showed a smart look of your kid, and then pushed Ji Changkong away and swaggered forward.

Ji Changkong still had a faint smile, looking not angry at all, harmless to humans and animals, and peaceful.

Seeing this scene, many of the remaining cultivators were ready to move, and the weak and deceitful image gave them confidence, even some guys who had opened the pulse of the four or five heavens had a strange light in their eyes.

"Acquaintance, good," the second person walked closely behind the first person, looking at Ji Changkong proudly, so not arrogant.

"You, whoever you are, come here, don't be polite with this waste, come together," the third person was even more excessive, not only did he go all the way over but even beckoned the rest of the people to go together, how arrogant.

"We came, we knew it was a piece of waste, why did we have to wait in line for so long, damn, it's really unlucky," four or five more people walked out.

Ji Changkong glanced at these people, still didn't say a word, and stepped aside to watch coldly.

"What do you see, boy, if you are not convinced, it's okay if you are not convinced, come on, kill Lao Tzu," the four or five people who later saw Ji Changkong staring at them were immediately furious, and one by one they almost came sideways and pointed at him and scolded him with the tip of his nose.

Ji Changkong still didn't speak, and he didn't even move.

"Fucking bastard, waste," the four of them laughed when they saw Ji Changkong not opening his mouth thinking that he was afraid.

"Phew, what a waste," if Lao Tzu would definitely be fighting with them, some other people who didn't move immediately looked disdainful when they saw this scene, and looked at Ji Changkong with disgust on their faces one by one.

"Yes, a waste without eggs can't be insulted even if it dies," the other sneered.

"Who knows, people are originally such a character, otherwise they wouldn't be able to live, didn't you see that the big black man before was also like this to him, it's not bad for such a person to live, where is there so much exquisiteness," the third person said loudly, the voice was so loud that all the cultivators around him could hear it clearly.

In the end, there were a total of thirteen cultivators who rushed ahead of Ji Changkong, and there was even a guy who opened the pulse of the Sixth Heaven.

After everyone entered, Ji Changkong smiled coldly and stepped out, the reason why he didn't do it at the beginning was naturally not because he was afraid or worried about anything, he was just afraid that he couldn't let these people run away.

Now when you enter the canyon, only one person is allowed to pass through the guò, blocking the back road, and you can't run if you want to.

Burst!

One person in front of Ji Changkong was pierced through the chest before he had time to scream, Ji Changkong stepped over his corpse expressionlessly and shot at the second person, and then the third, all of them were killed in one move, silently.

It wasn't until this time that the fourth person noticed that something was wrong, "You, what do you want to do," he screamed with horror on his face, and his body frantically squeezed forward, which alarmed everyone.

"Boy, are you looking for death, presumptuous ......"

"Damn, you still dare to do it, if it weren't for the inconvenience of Lao Tzu to slap you to death now......"

"Grass, I killed you before I knew it......"

......

The remaining nine shouted angrily, one by one, as if they had been insulted.

"What are you doing, of course I killed you, if I wasn't afraid that you would run away, why would I bother so hard, I can't run if I want to," Ji Changkong said faintly, his tone was also very calm, but the remaining ten people all felt an indescribable chill in this calm.

"You, you dare to speak out against you, how can you kill me," the guy who walked in front of the remaining ten people said fearlessly.

"Then try it," Ji Changkong smiled weirdly.

With one step, the fourth person was torn in half by him, and the internal organs and blood splashed on the fifth person, making him involuntarily let out a cry of fear.

And taking advantage of this opportunity, Ji Changkong once again took the opportunity to punch, and this guy who opened the pulse of the Seventh Heaven didn't even have a chance to resist before he was blown away and smashed on the sixth person behind him.

The panic was like a bead effect, knocking over the sixth and seventh people one after another, and the strength was still not exhausted.

"Good boy," Seeing that Ji Changkong killed five people in a row, the faces of the remaining eight people also changed.

"Why, I'm afraid, keep coming," Ji Changkong walked slowly, approaching step by step, unhurried, calm and calm.

The eyes of the cultivators behind him were all round, and some of them were even trembling with fright, especially the gossip guys before.

My dear, this is a murderer!

Killing one person in one step, leaving no trace for thousands of miles, Ji Changkong killed with a calm smile, he was still light, there was no killing intent on his face, there was no murder weapon in his hand, and he didn't even have blood after killing so many people.

But because of this, it is the most terrifying and shocking.

There was no doubt that the seventh and eighth men were killed, but the ninth man did not seem to be easy to deal with, because this was the ninth person who opened the vein.

"Okay boy, that's the end of it, those wastes are dead, you don't have the ability, you still want to kill me," the ninth person smiled, although he was a little jealous of Ji Changkong, but the cultivation of the Nine Pillars of the Open Pulse gave him confidence.

"It's not that I haven't killed it, but it's still the first one," Ji Changkong muttered to himself.

"What did you say?" the man shouted without hearing what he was saying to himself.

"I said, you should die!"

A ray of divine light flashed in his eyes, and the whole person suddenly moved, without discipline and movement, just bumped into it with his physical body.

"Look for death," the ninth-level powerhouse laughed, his face showing disdain.

Originally, he was still a little jealous of Ji Changkong killing eight people in a row, afraid that he would have any secret method, but he didn't expect Ji Changkong to do such a stupid thing, he was opening the pulse ninefold, and Ji Changkong's opening pulse eightfold such a hard confrontation seemed to him to be Ji Changkong looking for death.

The others were stunned for a moment, and then they also brought the same expression, the opening pulse ninefold is not something that the opening pulse eightfold can fight, and in an instant, the nervousness was gone, and his face was full of lightness.

Boom!

There was a dull loud noise, as low and thick as a cowhide drum, which made people's blood boil.

Then a figure flew upside down, its chest collapsing, its mouth spitting blood, and its face turned purple.

"How so!"

The smiles on the faces of the remaining four people completely froze, their faces turned pale in an instant, and under a single impact, the eightfold opening pulse was open to the ninefold opening pulse, and then the cultivator who opened the ninefold pulse was hit to death, and his bones were broken countless heels.

They are only open to the ninth level, in this way, if they are against Ji Changkong, then they will not have the same result!

"It's your turn," he said again, stepping forward to kill the tenth man, an eightfold Cunzài, and then facing the last of the three who had started to do it.

"No, don't kill me," said the eleventh man, who had lost his fighting spirit, and begged for mercy with a pale face and trembling.

"Okay, if you kill the brother behind you, I'll let you go," Ji Changkong smiled slightly, revealing a demonic smile.

"This, this can't be, I can't, I can't ......"

"Then you'll die," he smiled faintly, his white teeth flashing brightly.

Burst!

With a soft sound, the twelfth person, who originally regarded this as a joke, was pierced by a long sword, and his face was full of incredulity, "For, why ......"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I just want to live," the eleventh man wept bitterly.

In the end, the twelfth person was unwilling to die, and he didn't close his eyes before he died.

"You promised me, let me go, I don't want to die, I don't want to die," the eleventh man knelt down with a thud, and the whole person almost collapsed.

"Okay, you can go," Ji Changkong smiled evilly.

"Thank you, thank you," he quickly got up to leave, and then his head burst open, blood and brains flying.

"Kill, kill, damn, I'll kill you...... "The first person to speak, the thirteenth person, went crazy, watching Ji Changkong kill like a demon, watching his brothers kill each other, he was originally fragile and finally collapsed.

At this time, in his eyes, Ji Changkong is a demon and a devil.

"It's over," Ji Changkong smiled slightly, grabbed his body with both hands, and then slammed hard.

Tear and pull!

With a soft sound, the fourteenth person was torn apart alive and turned into a pile of minced meat.

There was silence all around, and the drop of needles could be heard, and there were only two words left in the minds of the cultivators walking in front of him or the cultivators behind him—demon!

All the people who saw this scene remembered Ji Changkong's face in their hearts, and made up their minds not to provoke him for the rest of their lives, this is a demon, a god of death, and if they provoke him, they will die a miserable death.