There was no suspense at all, the city lord of Hongluan City killed a thousand swords in the air and was directly pierced by the lilac sword of Song Si's fingertips, and fell on the spot!

After killing a thousand swords, the lilac sword mang's aftermath did not diminish, and it bombarded the city lord's mansion directly, causing hundreds of people in the city lord's mansion to scream, and at the same time, there was a Taoist wearing a golden crown to lead everyone to fight against the earth-shattering sword power.

However, all of this was useless, except for a few people who had fled temporarily, the magnificent City Lord's Mansion and these hundreds of monks were only annihilated in an instant in a sword pit that was a hundred feet deep.

Zhuo Qingyang's forehead was sweating.

Zhang Shuyang was completely stunned.

The green-robed young man in the attic felt a chill on his back.

Almost the entire Hongluan City fell silent at this moment, and he looked at Song Si, the pavilion master of the Southern Sword Pavilion who had descended indifferently from the sky, in a daze, and watched Song Si skillfully search for the storage ring and some portable magic weapons from the corpse of the thousand swords.

Then Song Si ignored the void sword qi of the riot in the sword pit, turned into light and swept around, and when he came out, he already had a shallow smile on his face, obviously the harvest was great.

"This thing must be doing this all the time. Zhuo Qingyang and Zhang Shuyang judged.

Song Si walked towards Zhuo Qingyang again, holding a blood-colored token in his hand, which was the city lord order of Hongluan City, and only with the city lord's order could he control the prohibition of the entire city.

Once the token was refined, almost half of the lives of the monks of the entire Red Luan City were controlled by Song Si, unless they didn't want to stay in the city, but the danger outside the city was almost everywhere.

Zhuo Qingyang swallowed his saliva.

Zhang Shuyang was also a little nervous, it was nothing good for him to find Song Si, if Song Si found out, the result could be imagined.

"Damn killing a thousand knives, why doesn't he use the prohibition of Hongluan City!"

The green-robed young man in the attic was a little hateful, he was locked by Song Si's sword intent, and he almost couldn't move. It means that he has no way out, this is the killing intent and warning implied in Song Sijian's intent.

At the beginning of the tribulation, he was the holy son at the beginning of the tribulation!

was threatened like this, but he didn't dare to do it!

Song Si threw the blood-colored city lord's order, and the first time he came into contact with this token, he discovered the magic of the city lord's order, and this token didn't know who made it, but it actually contained a trace of the origin of the Dao.

From this silk origin, the rules for the competition of the city lord on the Dark Luan Star were derived.

That is, kill the previous city lord, or capture the city lord's order to refine it. You can become the city lord of a city on the Dark Luan Star, and if you become the city lord, you can compete for the position of state lord and domain lord, and even have the qualification to enter the three palaces and four temples.

"Do you encourage fighting?"

Song Si looked at Zhuo Qingyang: "Are you interested in being the city lord of this Hongluan City?"

Zhuo Qingyang was stunned, he thought that Song Si wanted him to explain something, but he didn't expect that he wanted him to be the city lord, and he couldn't react.

"Pavilion Lord Song, you ......" Zhuo Qingyang swallowed his saliva, he had a dream of being a city lord since he was a child. Unexpectedly, he was sent to him by Song Si, and what was even more unbelievable was that he almost died under Song Si's sword just now, "I don't know what the pavilion master wants to do next?"

Song Si directly threw the Scarlet City Lord Order into Zhuo Qingyang's hands: "Refine it." Come and kill me. ”

"Zhuo doesn't dare!"

"Or do me a favor!"

"As long as it is within the scope of his ability, and it does not violate Zhuo's original intention, he will definitely do his best to complete it for the Song Pavilion Lord!"

"Okay, now you step aside. Song Si looked at the attic that was almost collapsing: "Fellow Daoist." Come out! Your people have been sneaking around for too long. ”

The young man in the green robe was moved, and just as he was about to get up, six Yin Demon Dao cultivators who were covered in black robes flew out of the attic. The magic power is immense, covering the sky and the sun, almost making the entire Hongluan City fall into a demonic prison.

"Ha, Soul Leaving Demon Sect?"

"Song Si, I advise you to follow us obediently, otherwise the consequences are not something you can bear!"

"The first time we met, it was so tough, maybe this Dao should tell you about the truth of the Sword Domain. ”

"Reason with our Soul Leaving Demon Sect, Song Si, who do you think you are?"

The black-robed old man led by him had not yet spoken, and at first glance he saw a purple sword that had fallen in the air, and the old man's cloak was shocked, revealing a unique long blue hair, and his eyebrows were twisted, and suddenly the demonic power rushed violently, and the purple sword disappeared silently.

The monks watching the battle only felt a roar in their ears at this moment, and they didn't understand what was happening in front of them?

This old man, blue-haired, he is the Soul Leaving Demon Sect's Soul Hall Master Beiling Tian!

Before everyone had time to wake up from the shock, they saw a sword slashing down in the sky!

"A sword turns into nothing!"

"Soul Seal, Seal!"

Referring to the condensing soul seal, Beiling Tian actually directly shattered Song Si's sword qi, and the second half-remnant soul mark shot towards Song Si!

"In the early days of Mahayana, is that what you can do?"

Song Sili was in the void, his sword pointed at the void, and he smashed the broken soul mark.

"It's not easy to remember your cultivation, and now you can spare your life by going to the Soul Demon Sect with the old man, otherwise the old man has 10,000 ways to make your life worse than death!"

"Ha, there is no sword and no form!"

Song Si pointed to the condensing sword technique, and the twelve light purple sword qi behind him instantly condensed, galloping towards Beiling Tian!

"Get out of the way!"

With a wave of Beiling's black robe, the five masters of the Soul Demon Sect behind him were suddenly swept back, and the ink seal on one side turned into a cloud of black light and flew out, hanging in front of the soul seal.

"Soul Seal, Thousand Mountains Forbidden!"

In an instant, a ten-zhang square soul seal condensed above Beiling Tian's head, and the strange power made the monks within a radius of thousands of miles feel drowsy, and the soul in his body seemed to be attracted by an unknown power and wanted to get out of his body!

At this moment, as if it was virtual and real, nine sword qi appeared around Beiling Heaven one after another, shooting down!

Rumble!

The explosion sounded, thousands of miles were destroyed, and hundreds of innocent monks who were watching died tragically on the battlefield, at this time, those shopkeepers no longer dared to care about their shops, and they rolled up the goods spirit stones, and fled into the distance.

If you continue to stay where you are, I'm afraid that if you don't die, you will be drained!

Who are these people?

One is the legendary Pavilion Master of the Southern Sword Pavilion, and the other is the Hall Master of the Soul Demon Sect's Soul Palace, Beiling Heaven in the early stage of Mahayana, why fight in Hongluan City if they have nothing to do, they are all innocent!

The shopkeepers who abandoned the shop wanted to cry without tears, but it would be too much to say that they were innocent.

A monk once said that if you kill all the monks on the planet Darkluan. The merit they receive will always be positive, not negative.

Of course, this is somewhat exaggerated.

"Toot!"

Song Si, who was standing in the void, was rushed by the invisible soul power, spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell to the ground, stirring up rolling dust waves.

Careless!

Song Si wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and looked at Bei Lingtian with gloomy eyes, this blue hair made people feel very uncomfortable to look at.

The streamer splits the sky, and the sky is blue and the water is filling. The immortal Dao sword intent that filled the heavens and the earth shook all directions.

Song Si held the Azure Immortal Sword and looked at Beiling Tian with cold eyes, originally he wanted to save time to find other people, but since the people from the Soul Demon Sect were in such a hurry, they could only solve it like this.

Kill!

The sky blue is purple, the void sword is killed, Song Si mobilized the seventy percent void sword yuan in his body at this moment, and the immortal dao sword intent broke through the soul seal defense of Beiling Heaven in the first time.

"How did you suddenly become so strong?"

The moment Song Si held the Azure Immortal Sword, Beiling Tian changed color!

"How so?"

Beiling Tian spurted out a mouthful of essence blood. Sprayed on the ink seal, the brilliance of the ink seal suddenly skyrocketed, and a strange aura of soul dispersion spread, and even Song Si, who was attacking at great speed, had a pause in the air at this moment.

But. Before the person arrived, the sword had arrived.

A brilliant lilac sword light slammed into the ink mark, and then I saw the middle of the ink mark crack inch by inch, but it exploded on the spot in an instant.

Burst!

Beiling Tian vomited blood and flew upside down!

The only thing to rejoice in is. The ink mark exploded and completely dissolved the sword ray.

In an instant, the Beiling Heavenly Demon Skill was in a hurry, and the master of the Soul Leaving Demon Sect who was originally expelled by him was actually transferred to him in front of him in an instant with mysterious magic. The four returned to the void and one demon cultivator at the beginning of the tribulation changed color in an instant.

"The void sword is silent!"

Heaven and earth were silent, and in an instant, the five masters of the Soul Leaving Demon Sect were killed by Song Si before they even had time to resist!

Beiling Tian took advantage of that moment to escape six hundred miles away, and with endless fear, he instantly crushed the fifth-order escape talisman and disappeared into the dark red sky.

"Song Si, is this going against the sky?!"

Zhuo Qingyang was already numb, Zhang Shuyang was completely speechless, and the most frightened person in his heart was probably the young man in the green robe who stayed in the attic.

Terrible!

The four masters of the Soul Demon Sect, one of whom was killed by Song Si in an instant at the beginning of the tribulation, and Bei Lingtian, the hall master of the Soul Demon Sect, fled with his life.

If Song Si wanted to hunt down and kill, I really didn't know if the hall master of the Soul Leaving Demon Sect would survive.

"Come out!"

Song Si's voice came again like a talisman, and the sword intent imprisoned around the green-robed young man also dissipated at this moment.

The blue-robed young man's face turned slightly pale, forcibly suppressed the fear in his heart, and flew out of the attic.

"Another strong man in the early stage of the Tribulation!" said the onlooker.

There was no exclamation, more of a pity from the onlookers, once upon a time, a generation of powerful monks in the tribulation period was actually pitied by a group of low-level monks, how sad is this?

"Hua Qingmu, meet the Song Pavilion Master!"

The green-robed young man performed a standard sword salute, bowing his hands while revealing a purple jade pendant with a black tassel tied around his waist.

That is, the sign of the first floor.

However, it is only the sign of the vassal on the first floor, and whether it is a killer or a deacon on the first floor, their logo is a sword tassel.

Song Si understood what Hua Qingmu meant, and smiled indifferently: "Hand over the things." ”

"Here it is. ”

Hua Qingmu didn't dare to slack off, and immediately took out a jade slip that was banned by sword intent and handed it to Song Si's hands.

"It turns out that so much has happened in the past ten years. Song Si let go of the jade slip, and the jade slip burst into ashes and scattered away, "It doesn't exist in the past, it doesn't exist in the future, ha, it's ridiculous!"

For some reason, Hua Aoki felt the cold to the bone at this moment...... (To be continued......)