The long sword was dripping blood, looking at a red-robed disciple at his feet, Jun Wuming silently counted in his heart, this is already the seventh disciple. These seven people are all in the late stage of the sixth order, plus Jun Wuming is cautious, every time he kills someone, he will deal with a trace of the net, and these seven people cannot resist the assassination of a saint-level powerhouse like Jun Wuming.

The sword qi shook, and ten thousand points of cold light came, and the body of the red-robed disciple was instantly torn apart by the sword qi, and the blood was steamed in the firelight.

"And three"

Silently remembering in his heart, he glanced at the cave of the red-robed disciple, the fire in the cave was rising, and the fire vitality rose out from the central suppression, and Jun Wuming took a photo of it casually, and ingested a piece of fiery red token on the ground into his palm.

Formation tokens.

Jun Wuming looked at this thing slightly, and then looked away, this thing is the thing that controls and suppresses this formation.

With a wave of his hand, the token fell on the eye of the formation, and a stream of red light filled the place, suppressing the formation instead of that disciple.

Of the remaining three, two are located in the two fire treasure caves on the left and right. This is the fire eye in the fire pool, and the underground is the pure fire vitality, and one year of cultivation here is comparable to three years in other places. The three of them are profound, and only they can enjoy such benefits.

"Senior Brother Zheng, Senior Brother Asks to See"

Jun Nameless walked along the fiery red rock wall, and a few dodges suddenly came to a circular valley a hundred zhang away. The crimson flames rose, and all the eyes could see were the extremely high temperature of the earthly flames, and Jun Wuming was wearing the flame robes of those disciples. As soon as these flames approached, they were absorbed by the Flame Cloak.

"Senior Brother Yu?"

In the center of the flames, a short and red old man sat cross-legged, opened his eyes at this time, and looked strangely at the tall young man in a red robe, with a trace of vigilance in his eyes.

"Senior Brother Zheng, the master has something important for the younger brother to convey to you"

Jun Wuming's face was stern, and he walked in slowly.

"Slow ......"

When the short old man saw Jun walking in namelessly, his face changed, and he was about to stop him. However, when he looked up, the red-robed young man was like an ice-blue lightning bolt breaking through the sky, and the cold air was cold to the bone.

The short old man subconsciously stirred a layer of crimson invisible qi in front of him to protect his body.

"Dead"

However, the sword light was like electricity, and the sword light carried a sharp light that wiped out a qiē, instantly tearing through the formless qi and straight into the heart.

bang

The sword light in his body exploded, and the slightest trace of blood light was completely disappeared by the invisible sword qi. At the same time, a trace of wind and thunder light surged in Jun Wuming's hand, and he struck hard at the old man's corpse, and in a faint and subtle scream, the old man's yang god was instantly crushed by the wind and thunder.

The fire rolled up, and there was no trace of the place.

Song Lun stood in the middle of the fire pool, he was the eldest disciple of the Qinghua Palace, the powerful heir of the next generation of the sect, he was profound, and his magical powers were extraordinary. Enjoy benefits that others can't match.

The fire pool is built on the principle of wood and fire, and the center is not a fire of other flames, but a fire of life that contains endless vitality, sitting on such a treasure land, Song Lun can feel his progress almost every moment.

The blood is channeled, and the mana is rolling like a pearl at the peak of the seventh order, and he is only close to being able to cast an eighth-order holy body, becoming a pivotal figure in the sect

But at this time, he felt a little uneasy in his heart, as if there was a sign of a great calamity.

"Restless?"

Faintly, he only felt that his hair stood on end. Song Lun's face was very ugly. The fire pool is an important place for the sect, and it is in the midst of many strong protections, how can it be dangerous?

"Senior Brother"

At this moment, a slightly hurried voice came from outside.

"Senior brother, it's not good, there is an enemy breaking in"

"What, an enemy broke in"

As if confirming the uneasiness in his soul, Song Lun "exhaled" and got up from his seat and looked at the tall disciple in front of him whose chest and abdomen were stained with blood.

"Senior Brother Yu, who hurt you like this?"

A hint of anger flashed on his face, and an emerald green flame was steaming between his eyebrows, as if it would explode at any moment.

Flutter

Blood burst out, and a sharp pain suddenly came from his chest and abdomen, and Song Lun looked at the tall disciple in front of him blankly. Gradually, the tall disciple in front of him changed into another appearance, dressed in black, with a cold gaze.

This person is Jun Wuming, he came here, and another disciple was also killed by him silently.

"Bang"

A huge noise exploded in the flames, and he was caught off guard, and Jun Wuming's face changed and he hurriedly ran away.

"It can also warn"

Jun Wuming's face was ugly, but he didn't expect that something would go wrong in the end. This seventh-order peak disciple was really extraordinary, although a sword was wiped out by him, at the last moment, he actually exploded with his divine soul, trying to attract the attention of another foreign powerhouse in the mountain peak.

Woohoo

Green light surged in the sky, and a figure broke through the sky, quickly coming towards this direction.

Jun Wuming's face changed, his body turned again, and he suddenly turned into the appearance of this killed seventh-order peak disciple.

Flutter

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and his face turned pale in an instant. A touch of purple and black flashed in his hand.

"Song Shi's nephew"

There was a majestic momentum, and the rolling Aoki vitality swirled around him, as if he was a living Aoki god. This is a dark middle-aged man, his body is full of vitality like the tide of the sea, the skin is shining with luster, and the cyan wide ** robe is full of vitality.

This middle-aged man is the Qingyu Elder who is in charge of the Qingyu Garden, and he is also the fifth-ranked elder in the Qinghua Palace, with a high position and power, and he is in charge of the Qingyu Garden.

The middle-aged man saw that "Song Lun" was injured, his face turned pale, and a trace of worry suddenly flashed in his eyes. This disciple is the disciple of the Supreme Sect, but he must not have an accident here. Glancing around, his brow furrowed slightly.

"Senior nephew, are you injured?"

"Uncle Qingyu, I just went crazy in my practice and injured the inner house"

Song Lun smiled bitterly on his face, his face was pale for a while, as if he had no blood, and he was crumbling.

"Senior nephew, you don't want to move, wait for your uncle to wish you healing with green jade skills"

The middle-aged man hurriedly supported 'Song Lun', and at the same time, a cyan power full of vitality poured in from 'Song Lun's back, like a surging tide surging towards the meridians.

"Huh?"

Suddenly, the middle-aged man frowned, and his abrupt eyes flashed.

"You're not Song Lun's nephew, who are you?"

As soon as the mana entered Jun Wuming's body, he saw that the cultivation of this person in front of him was clearly a vast body of water attribute power, not Song Lun's flame power at all.

The mana in his palm was surging like a tide, and in an instant, it turned from a trickle into a shocking tide, submerging into Jun Nameless's body, and the terrifying blue light carried a ruining breath, intending to shatter Jun Nameless's whole body meridians.

Jun Wuming sat cross-legged, smiling, his body changed, and he slowly recovered his own appearance. Allowing the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi to pour mana into his body, his body seemed to be like a bottomless pit, firmly sucking the middle-aged man's hand and swallowing the mana infused by the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi.

A look of shock flashed in his eyes, and the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi saw such a vision, his face changed, and he wanted to withdraw his hands. However, to his horror, there seemed to be an inexplicable black hole stuck to his hands on Jun Nameless's back, and he couldn't move at all, so he could only let the rolling mana be extracted by others.

In the Divine Mansion, the white-robed Daoist's thin white eyebrows flickered, as if a circle of whirlpools had been incarnated, and the mana of the Qingyu Elder would be absorbed by it once it poured in.

Flutter

Suddenly, a middle-aged man in Tsing Yi spurted out a mouthful of purple-black blood, and his face was purple-black. Even the corners of the mouth and eyes changed to purple. The blood fell on the ground, emitting an eerie chill.

"Poisoned?"

The middle-aged man in Tsing Yi was shocked to see that he had been hit by a strange cold and hidden poison at some point.

The whole body was numb, and faintly, he was even moved that even his spirit became stiff and ineffective.

"It's only now, it's too late"

Sitting cross-legged, Jun Wuming's face remained unchanged, still with a faint smile, but there was a cruelty in the smile.

When he pretended to be injured, he secretly smeared a layer of poisonous juice from the "Three-leaf Soul Breaking Grass" on his hands.

"Three-leaf Broken Soul Grass" grows in the deep mountains and woodlands, is a kind of poisonous grass bred by the miasma essence of thousands of years in the depths of the mountain range, the leaf veins are hovering like snakes, one leaf for a thousand years, a total of nine leaves.

Jun Wuming uses the three-thousand-year-old "Three-Leaf Soul Breaking Grass", if it can be fully grown, it will generate nine leaves. Even if a mythical-level powerhouse is rashly contaminated, he may not be able to escape a single life.

This poisonous weed was originally obtained by Jun Wuming on Qingfeng Mountain, and the toad spirit intended to use this poisonous weed to plot against the nine-tailed fox girl, and he intercepted it on the spot. He has kept this thing, and this time he plotted against the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi, and he succeeded in one fell swoop.

"Even if the old man dies, he won't make you feel better"

Despair flashed in the eyes of the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi, the poison of this poisonous weed was far greater than he imagined, instantly paralyzing his internal organs, seeing that his soul also withered, a trace of madness flashed in his eyes.

Better die standing than live kneeling

"I want to blow myself up"

Jun Wuming sneered, the divine power on his body was running, and a powerful force came out from behind him, and the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi with two hands behind Jun Wuming was caught off guard by the bombardment.

bang

The huge force instantly shattered Qingyu's arms, and the terrifying force hit Qingyu's chest unabated.

The chest could not withstand the huge force and collapsed in an instant. In an instant, a sword light had appeared from Jun Wuming's hand, and as soon as the sword light turned, a trace of terrifying light flashed in Qingyu's eyes, and a faint luster filled his pupils, and in an instant he fell into eternal darkness.

Spirited.

Poor Qingyu Saint Rank's powerful cultivation in the late stage was actually plotted by Jun Wuming. Dead and dead.

"If you want to blow yourself up, you asked me about the long sword in my hand first"

Heran sneered, looking at the middle-aged man in Tsing Yi who was killed by a sword, Jun Wuming sneered on his face.

"There is no heart to count"

The white-robed Taoist shook his head.

"However, it is not unjust for this man to die at your hands. The clever layout, the rounded assassination methods, are simply seamless"

"Even a gold medal killer in the dark can't necessarily do it so crisply"

When the words fell, the white-robed Taoist seemed to remember something, and he laughed a little for a while.

"I almost forgot that in your previous life, you were the Supreme in the Darkness and the King of the Killers"

"These disciples of the Great Sect who grow in greenhouses and are extremely vigilant are really not enough for you"

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