Chapter 260: Little Lei Yin Temple

Elder Huang, that is, the beautiful middle-aged woman, showed a sneer at the corner of her mouth, her palm was flat, and a black skeleton appeared in her hand, black gas was swirling, and two dark blue flames lit up in the skull's eye sockets.

"A few of you, don't hide, you have a share in what you see, no matter how many treasures you get, our king's palace will share half. Elder Huang shouted lightly and stepped forward.

"It's still cowering inside and not coming out, get out!" said a disciple of the King's Hall arrogantly, he had already seen that there were no more than five people inside, and there were more than twenty people on his side, as well as Elder Huang, a master of the fifth level of the Yuan Infant Stage, so he didn't have the slightest fear in his heart.

"Get out of here, don't get yourself in trouble. Another man shouted.

Elder Huang said: "Several, if we spread the news, I'm afraid that there will be a large number of people coming to fight for it at that time, so it's better for us to cooperate, as long as you take out half of the things, this matter will be over." ”

"Points...... Half is given to you, you ...... Is there a sickness in the head!" In the golden light zone, there was a dissatisfied stumbling sound.

"Bold!" a young man shouted, "If you don't come out again, I'll go in and beat you out." ”

As he spoke, the young man walked up to the golden light and shouted, "I'll count three times, and if I don't come out, we'll kill it." If you know each other, hurry up and get out of here!"

"Buddha said, go to you!" A Buddha horn came from the golden light zone, and then a golden light flew out.

"Poof!"

The young man who was arrogantly shouting just now was torn apart on the spot and turned into a cloud of blood mist.

"What!"

"Presumptuous, who the hell are you, come out quickly!"

The cultivators of the King Hall suddenly exclaimed, even Elder Huang couldn't help but change color, she clearly knew that the disciple was a cultivator of the Golden Pill Period, but she didn't expect to be killed by the other party in an instant, and she didn't even have a chance to resist.

"Who the hell are you, don't shrink your head and tail, come out quickly!" Elder Huang shouted, the black skeleton in his palm spinning, the black vapor steaming, and the yin and evil were incomparable.

"The Buddha said, get ...... Kill you!" Another Buddha horn came out, stumbling.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

The two cultivators of the King's Hall exploded into a blood mist, and the cultivators of the King's Hall immediately retreated, their faces changing wildly. couldn't help but whisper: "These people are all masters, what should I do?"

"That's it, it's just too powerful, people just scolded the street and killed our two senior brothers. ”

"Then we have to really do it, we don't have enough people to kill. ”

Before the battle officially began, the cultivators of these King's Hall had already begun to retreat in their hearts, and they were suppressed by the strong means of stuttering and chattering.

"Which sect and sect are you cultivators, come out!" Elder Huang shouted, she knocked out the black skull in her hand, and the steaming black qi was extremely evil, enveloping the golden light zone.

But immediately after the black gas was in the golden light zone, it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and all the black gas was neutralized by the golden light.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The earth trembled, and in the golden light, several figures walked out, led by one person, standing with his hands in his hands, one step at a time, with each step, the entire canyon trembled, and the earth shook. Zhuge Buliang's ink hair flew, and with an ancient money sword on his head, he walked out of the golden light zone.

"Shhh

Everyone gasped, including that Elder Huang, their faces couldn't help but change, this face was too familiar to them, it was definitely a nightmare for all young cultivators in Kyushu.

"Zhuge ...... Zhuge is not bright!"

"It's him!"

An exclamation of surprise came from the crowd of cultivators in the King's Hall, and some of the young disciples' faces immediately turned pale. The other party is a figure who can even be killed by the head of his own sect, let alone himself, I am afraid that even Elder Huang, who is the fifth level of the Yuan Infant Stage, is not his opponent.

"I'm out, what do you want?" Zhuge Buliang raised his eyebrows, and there was obviously a provocative meaning in his words: "Who said just now that I want to leave half of the treasures?"

"You...... What do you want?" Elder Huang's beautiful face was a little panicked, she knew the horror of Zhuge Buliang, in the same realm, unless he was a genius of the heavens, it was impossible to defeat him.

"What do I want? I should say what you want, didn't you just make threats? Why don't you speak? Zhuge Buliang's eyes turned strangely, dead and silent, but whenever he touched those eyes, he unconsciously looked away.

"You...... Is it true that my King's Palace will be afraid of you?Now that the fallen sky is gone, I think there is anyone else who can help you!" Elder Huang's aura calmed down, obviously wanting to fight to the death.

"It's up to you?" Zhuge Buliang looked at Elder Huang coldly.

The robes on Elder Huang's body hunted, the True Yuan fluctuations were surging, and three black skulls hung in the air, floating above Elder Huang's head. The black fog was swirling, and a terrifying yin and evil force swept out, hitting Zhuge Buliang.

"Boom!"

It was like a black torrent sweeping, making a sound of dragons roaring and tiger roaring.

In these black fogs, you can clearly see thousands of ghosts roaring and roaring, and the aura of the undead swept overwhelmingly.

Zhuge Buliang stood still like a rock, he held the ancient money sword in his hand, and hit the overwhelming black mist.

The bronze sword was dim and unpretentious, hitting in the black mist, but there was an invisible power, and the black mist dissipated. The ghost in the black mist seemed to have suffered a great deal of pain, screaming again and again, and shattered under the ancient money sword.

Zhuge Buliang stepped forward and took a step, the bronze coin was only the size of a palm, and it was held tightly by Zhuge Buliang and swept towards the black mist.

"Poof!"

The black mist vanished, and all the ghosts shattered.

Elder Huang's face changed miserably, his hands were sealed, and the three black skulls were like meteorites and shot towards Zhuge Buliang.

"Boom!"

The Ancient Money Sword was born with restraint on this magic weapon of the undead aura, and one hundred and eight bronze coins were scattered, each of which had the ability to pierce the void, shattering this space, and the three skulls were completely immersed in it.

"This ...... How could this be, these are three mysterious-level magic weapons!" Elder Huang was shocked, those three skulls were the magic weapons she had been cultivating for many years, and the grade had reached the Xuanpin, but now they were destroyed by a seemingly ordinary copper coin sword.

Zhuge Buliang snorted coldly, and the seven big stars above his head swept out a Beidou light curtain and hit Elder Huang.

"Poof!"

Elder Huang's body flew out as if it had no gravity, and he crashed into a huge rock behind him, his face turned pale, and he spurted out a mouthful of blood.

"Elder!"

A group of cultivators from the King's Hall shouted.

"You...... I am an elder of the King's Palace, you dare to kill me?" Elder Huang spat blood from his mouth, and his beautiful face was full of panic.

"What are I doing as your chief, you're just a little elder!" Zhuge Buliang sneered, holding the ancient money sword and walking towards Elder Huang.

"Boom!"

Elder Huang suddenly attacked, and her strong momentum surged, her beautiful face became distorted, hideous and terrifying, and a trace of black qi surged onto her cheeks. The cultivators of the surrounding king's hall were dumbfounded, and many of them were already trembling with excitement.

It's hard to imagine that the glamorous and enchanting elder who usually has become like this now.

"Babble!"

From Elder Huang's mouth, a ghost-like scream came out, which made people's eardrums tingle. Immediately after, Elder Huang opened his mouth and sprayed, and two flying swords flashing with black light flew out, heading straight for Zhuge Buliang.

Zhuge Buliang leaned out of his purple palm, and with two sonorous sounds, two flying swords with black light were held in his palm. This flying sword is also a magic weapon that is not weak, and it actually left two blood marks on Zhuge Buliang's palm, you must know that it is impossible for an ordinary magic weapon to hurt the seven-star treasure body.

The seven stars flickered, and the essence of the magic weapon in the two flying swords was rapidly drained and introduced into Zhuge Buliang's body. The seven divine points of the Seven Star Treasure Body are undoubtedly the nemesis of all magic weapons.

And at this moment, Elder Huang took this opportunity to rise into the sky and flee towards the sky.

"Elder!" a group of cultivators from the King's Hall shouted in horror.

"Hahaha, this is the elder of the famous sect, see it, abandon you when you are in danger!" Zhuge Buliang said with a mocking smile, his big purple palm pressed the void, shattering the sky, and imprisoning Elder Huang who wanted to escape in the void.

Zhuge Buliang stepped on the void and went up, came to the bottom of Elder Huang, and grabbed Elder Huang's two legs with both hands. Elder Huang let out a terrible scream, and the blood mist flew out. Zhuge Buliang actually split Elder Huang from the middle.

The two corpses fell from mid-air, and Zhuge Buliang was bathed in blood mist, as hideous as a bloody Shura, which made people feel turbulent.

The cultivators of the King's Hall turned pale with fright one by one, looking at Zhuge Buliang as if they were killing gods, and many people with poor cultivation had already fallen to the ground. Others feel the heat in their pants...... Zhuge didn't shine and fell into a *** shape, his cheeks were stained with blood, and his dead eyes scanned everyone.

"Brother Zhuge , what about these people?" the conversation came over and asked.

"Abolish their cultivation and let them fend for themselves!" Zhuge Buliang's voice was cold, judging the fate of these people.

Terrible screams and roars echoed in this canyon, and a group of cultivators of the King's Hall were abolished alive, knocked unconscious, and thrown into the canyon.

The three of them and one monkey left the canyon, and at this time, a day had passed since the time of the three-day *** activity. There were still two days left, Zhuge was not bright, stammering and chattering in the pure land, but he did not find any more eye-catching treasures.

The Pure Land is so big, there are thousands of miles in radius, and if you want to find rare treasures, it takes a great chance, and it is impossible for them to take their turn to do all the good things.

On the third day, they came to the so-called Little Lei Yin Temple. On a towering mountain, a magnificent temple floats half-suspended in the air, like a heavenly palace, which makes people reverie. It is resplendent and brilliant, and there is a faint Sanskrit sound wafting.

"What a spirit!" Zhuge Buliang couldn't help but sigh.