Li Taifeng was suddenly dumbfounded! Because he found that there was a palm-sized hole in the back of the two living corpses. The hole almost pierced the belly of the two living corpses. It was originally called a living corpse, but now there is no living type.

"This is grabbed with the palm of your hand, it's so powerful!" Wang Hetong looked at the hole in the back of the living corpse, and a trace of emotion appeared in his mouth. Although he was a Jindan real person, he also felt that he could not use this palm alone to be able to carve such a big hole in this two-phase living corpse that was wearing special armor and cultivating his body like King Kong.

At this moment, Fang Ling didn't care if he had committed a taboo, and in the flash of his divine thoughts, he shrouded all around. Li Taifeng and several other Jindan real people also released their divine senses, but in an instant, several people flew towards the middle of the valley under the leadership of Fang Ling.

This valley was already gloomy, but when Fang Ling and the others saw the situation in the middle of the valley, their expressions became extremely heavy. In the middle of the valley is a quaint dwelling, and at this time, in front of the gate of the dwelling, someone has written eight large characters with human strokes.

Those who follow me prosper, and those who oppose me die!

These eight big characters, each stroke, are composed of one or even two people. In just eight words, hundreds of people were used. The faces of these dead men were full of horror, and from their clothes, it could be seen that they all belonged to the same sect.

"Tu Yuanlong, how is this possible!" Li Taifeng flew in front of the dead word, his face was full of vigilance and shouted, but his gaze was that of a man in his forties with a gloomy face.

This man's chest. A bloody hole was also dug out. The man whose eyes were not closed, his protruding eyes were full of anger and horror.

"Hmm. What's going on?" Fang Ling's eyes fell on the skin of that Tu Yuan Dragon, and there was a trace of solemnity on his face.

Wang Hetong walked over quickly and looked along the place where Fang Ling looked, but he didn't find the slightest abnormality. He groaned for a moment, and his fingers lightly fell on the skin, which was originally normal in color, and collapsed in an instant.

It's as if there's nothing under the skin. Only one skin remains. This situation made Xiao Tong almost scream in fright. Although she had always prided herself on being bold, such a scene was for a young woman. It's terrifying.

"Three hundred and fifty-nine disciples, who did this?" Li Taifeng took a long time before he shouted in a deep voice. Except for anger. More of a touch of fear.

No one answered Li Taifeng's words, because no one knew what was really going on. In the end, it was Fang Ling who said: "Senior Brother in charge, no matter who did it, it is a wake-up call. It seems that in the future, our Qianzhu Sect will also strengthen its precautions. ”

A fire burned the valley to the ground. Fang Ling and the others continued on the road an hour later. They didn't get the slightest clue in the Imperial God Gate, and what happened to the Imperial God Gate seemed to have pressed a stone in their hearts.

The connection between the Imperial Divine Gate and the Thousand Bamboo Sect is not great. But with such brutal means to destroy the sect, it is also a sect with Jindan real people in charge. Just let them have to pay attention.

Fortunately, after leaving Shaoyin Mountain for thousands of miles, nothing unusual happened, which made Li Taifeng and the others look a lot more restored. Just as they were talking softly about the killing of the Imperial Gate with their divine senses, a soft cheer came from a distance. Fang Ling's expression changed, and then a trace of strangeness was revealed.

"Senior brother, it seems that there is a fight ahead. Li Taifeng also activated his divine sense, he was good at observing words and expressions, and when he saw Fang Ling's face change, he hurriedly whispered to Fang Ling.

Fang Ling said with a smile: "I didn't want to take care of things, but since I met it, why should I give the old man a little help, let's go." As he spoke, he pinched the magic trick in his hand and flew straight ahead.

Although the matter of the Imperial God Gate had already made Wang Hetong and the others not want to cause trouble, since Fang Ling had said that he was an old man, they naturally did not dare to stop it. When they arrived, they saw two young men and women who were desperately wielding flying swords at this time, resisting the siege of several red-clothed people!

As a disciple of Jin Dan Zhenren, in Luoxia Palace, Yuan Ming and Zheng Xia are also famous figures. But now, they feel like rats in the hands of others, no matter how they jump, they can't escape the palms of other people's hands.

After the two of them left Tongming Peak with Niu Jingshu under Fang Ling's arrangement, they returned to Luoxia Palace. That Niu Jingshu and Zheng Xia could talk very well, and when they left, they also gave the two of them a pair of high-grade magic weapon flying swords.

The two of them had practiced a lot, and with the cultivation experience they had learned from Fang Ling on Tongming Peak, their cultivation could be said to have improved by leaps and bounds. Now, more than a year has passed, and the two of them have reached the peak of foundation building, and this time they went to Xiangjing City to participate in the auction, just to get some items necessary to break through the golden pill.

didn't expect that this hadn't come to Xiangjing City yet, and it was inexplicably surrounded by a group of people. These people are dressed in blood, and they don't ask where they come from, and they come up and shoot at them directly. At the beginning, the two of them were still a little angry, and they were ready to teach these people a lesson, but after they started, they found that the blood-colored long knives of these people's envoys were not only weird, but also powerful, and they were not opponents at all.

"That boy, you still honestly wipe your neck to death, don't worry, this fresh little girl, I will definitely take good care of you!" A man with thief eyebrows and mouse eyes said to Yuan Ming with a smile.

This man was very narrow, and as he spoke, his blood-red long knife turned into a light and shadow, and slashed straight towards the corner of Zheng Xia's clothes. In an instant, Zheng Xia's flowing long skirt was cut off in half.

In the pile of men, women are the source of happiness. At the beginning of this obscene man, several other men were also interested, and at that moment, someone drove the knife light and slashed down towards the corner of Yuan Ming's clothes. Just in an instant, Yuan Ming's clothes became full of holes.

"Hehe, I didn't expect that this kid is quite white, as white as tender tofu!" a rough man licked his lips and said with a hint of strangeness in his words.

At this moment, Yuan Ming's heart had sunk to the bottom, he raised his eyebrows, and shouted at Zheng Xia: "Senior sister, here and now, we have no way out, only to kill ourselves and save ourselves from being ravaged by these people." ”

Zheng Xia was also sweating and panting at this time, and when she heard Yuan Ming's shout, she said loudly: "Senior brother, I listen to you!"

While the two were talking, the flying sword that was originally guarding in front of the two people suddenly turned around and slashed straight towards them. This kind of change is so fast that those few men in bloody clothes have no time to stop it.

The sword light was like lightning, and in an instant, they came close to the two of them, and as long as it was a moment, the two of them would be destroyed. Looking at the sword light rushing towards him, Yuan Ming's face rose with a trace of sadness. He doesn't want to die, he still wants to be a Jindan real person, and he wants to be as majestic as that person.

But in the current situation, how can he not die? Rather than die in humiliation, it is better to solve it himself. Looking at the rapidly falling sword light, in Yuan Ming's eyes, there was only the figure of the person standing in the air. The figure is as tall as a mountain, and the figure is as arrogant as a pine.

I will never be the kind of person he is, although I have been working hard. Thoughts flew in his heart for a while, and Yuan Ming instantly discovered that the flying sword that was slashed at him couldn't fly down, which made him feel more and more sad and angry in his heart.

It's not even a suicide, this thief is really good enough for himself. Yuan Ming, whose thoughts were flashing in his heart, was just about to urge the magic trick to detonate the circulation of the true yuan in his body, but he heard someone in the void laugh and said, "Yuan Ming, isn't it a powerful method for you to attack yourself with this flying sword?"

This voice was very peaceful, but in Yuan Ming's ears, it was like thunder. Although it has been more than a year since he was separated from that person, Yuan Ming will never forget the way that person spoke, and for a while, all the grief and anger in the sky dissipated, and he asked overjoyedly: "Yes...... Is it Senior Fang?"

Several blood-clothed men who besieged Yuan Ming and Zheng Xia also changed their faces at this time. The blood knives of their envoys have all been fixed in the air at this time, and only the real people above Jin Dan can do this.

"Isn't it me!" With a smiling voice, Fang Ling and his party walked out. Looking at Fang Ling, who was dressed in a cyan robe, the expressions of Yuan Ming and Zheng Xia were full of excitement. After all, this is tantamount to a desperate situation for the two of them.

"Who are you?" After the obscene man found out that Fang Ling and the others were a group of people, he hesitated for a moment, stepped forward and said loudly: "We bloody clothes will do things, and those who dare to block it will be against our bloody clothes society!"

This obscene man, who is also the cultivation of the pinnacle of the foundation, dared to shout at a few of them without knowing whether he was alive or dead, which made Wang Hetong and Yuwen Chenggang furious, and Yuwen Chenggang snorted coldly at the moment: "Who are you waiting for, what is the situation of the bloody clothes, tell me immediately, otherwise, Lao Tzu will let you taste the three major tortures in the world." ”

After several men glanced at each other, the obscene man smiled and said, "You will pay the price, hahaha!"

The laughter grew louder and louder, and in the midst of this laughter, the man turned into a cloud of blood mist and sprayed it between heaven and earth. With the death of this lewd man, the other companions who followed him also instantly turned into a blood mist.

The price paid by these monks is the destruction of their souls. Although Fang Ling and the other Jindan real people didn't care about the death of a few foundation building cultivators, their strange death still made Fang Ling and the others' expressions change.

"Senior Brother in Charge, have you ever heard of the Blood Cloak Society?" Fang Ling beckoned to take a blood knife in his hand, and felt a tyrannical killing intent rushing straight from this knife. (To be continued......)

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