"Ah," exclaimed the old man.

I saw that his finger pointing at Duan Feichen was cut off by Qi Gen.

"Elder Lu?!What is he, he dares to disturb Gongzi, it is already cheap to kill him like this. Why, you want to get justice for him. Okay, come along, I'll continue. Duan Feichen held a spear in his hand and said lightly.

These people, in Duan Feichen's eyes, are all garbage-like existences, how can they be worthy of Gongzi's action.

"You, a barbarian, the old man doesn't like to talk to barbarians. The old man decisively rejected Duan Feichen's proposal. Then, turning to Mo Xiaochuan: "Young man, no matter who you are or where you come from, I think some things should be done in moderation." Sometimes, people don't just have a lot of blood, but the water in the world of cultivators is too deep, and there are some people you can't afford to provoke, so why should you lose your life for these mustard-like characters?"

"You're scared. Mo Xiaochuan shook his head. "In this world, I don't think there are people I can't afford to mess with, but, in the world of cultivators, there are naturally rules for cultivators, if cultivators rashly participate in the war of ordinary people, do they want to destroy their foundation?"

"Now that you're coming out just in time, these little minions don't necessarily know much, you should know more than they do, or rather, you can try, among these people, there are those who know more than you do. Mo Xiaochuan said lightly.

"Young people, rules are rules, but some people will always be outside the rules. Therefore, the death of some mustard things has no effect on the development of the Central Sanctuary, so why don't you open one eye and close one eye, and just pass it like this?" the old man said.

"Oh, could it be that everyone has this attitude, otherwise, you wouldn't be so blatant, provoking a war among ordinary people, and taking the opportunity to collect living souls. ”

"Looks like you're trying to turn the Central Sanctuary into a ghost domain. Tell me, you belong to that force. Demon Cultivation Alliance?" Mo Xiaochuan glanced at the old man.

"Hmm. The old man looked at Mo Xiaochuan vigilantly.

At first, he thought that Mo Xiaochuan was just a disciple of that sect force, and he happened to pass by, out of chivalry, or out of the bloody idea of eliminating demons, he would slaughter the demon cultivation disciples, but he didn't expect that Mo Xiaochuan would be able to propose the Demon Cultivation Alliance.

Could it be that this is intentionally coming.

"Young man, what do you know?" the old man's face was gloomy.

"If I knew, I wouldn't be wasting time with you here. Of course, if you don't want to say it, I'm sure there are people who want to say it. Mo Xiaochuan seemed to be smiling, but his eyes revealed a dangerous light.

"Ugh. The old man breathed heavily.

"Kill it. They are no longer needed. Mo Xiaochuan said.

"Yes. ”

Below, Han Shuo's battle between the Zhang Kingdom and the Wei Principality had already stopped. The demon cultivator who was forbidden by the barren scar guard to cultivate and detained the sergeant of Zhangguo, saw the old man and others coming, and originally thought that he had seen a chance to survive, but who knows, Mo Xiaochuan actually directly issued an order to kill.

Han Shuo and the others naturally obeyed Mo Xiaochuan's orders without hesitation, after all. These so-called demon cultivators have killed a lot of their robes and brought them too much pain, and they hate these demon cultivators to the core.

If it weren't for Mo Xiaochuan who hadn't told them what to do, I'm afraid that just now, they would have already tore these demon cultivators alive.

Just now, when several old men appeared, they were also very worried in their hearts, they were afraid, Mo Xiaochuan couldn't withstand the pressure, and put these demon cultivators back.

Unexpectedly, Mo Xiaochuan would be so crisp, straightforward, and cut it.

This is exactly what they want, and they are afraid that Mo Xiaochuan will change his mind halfway, so they will kill people faster than usual at any time.

Although these demon cultivators were forbidden to cultivate, their physical strength was not something that could be injured by the weapons in the hands of these soldiers.

"Ping Pong" sounded, the sharp knife broke the blade, and the damage to the demon cultivator was actually very small. If the sergeants are not convinced, I still don't believe it, these people don't have the power to resist, and if they kneel on the ground and let themselves and others chop, if they can't cut it, then their dry rice all these years will be in vain. Furthermore, how can they be worthy of the robe that died in their hands?

So, it was another round of "ping pong".

"You are so bold. The old man shouted angrily, and with a wave of his right hand, a puff of black smoke swirled around the sergeants, and the smell of death was in it, like a rotting corpse that had been pickled for thousands of years, and the smell made people sick. When the black smoke is unleashed, it cuts through the space. The sound of breaking the wind is like a ghost crying and crying, confusing people's minds, within the black fog, devouring souls and black sand, flying all over the sky.

Covering the sky and the sun, the gloomy clouds are bleak, and everywhere they pass, life is cut off, and everything is silent.

Seeing this, Mo Xiaochuan smiled slightly, raised the index finger of his right hand, and the spell was suddenly born. Above the nine heavens, thunderclouds rolled, and thunder dragons galloped. Purple pole sky fire, dotted with stars, like stars in the night sky.

Thunderclouds destroy the world, thunder dragons roar in the sky, and sparks can set the prairie on fire.

"Fall. Mo Xiaochuan shouted softly.

"Boom" "Boom"

The Nine Heavens God beat the war drums, and the boundless purple pole burned the sky.

Thunderclouds, thunder dragons, and purple pole heavenly fires all rushed towards the black smoke, like gluttonous children, seeing delicious food, and excitedly pounced on them.

"Zi" "Zi" "Zi"

As soon as the thunderclouds and the Purple Pole Heavenly Fire came into contact with the black smoke, they made the sound of pouring cold water on a hot pot. The black smoke is purified at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Originally, demon cultivation, ghost cultivation, demon cultivation, etc. generally belonged to the negative cultivation system, and the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder and Purple Pole Heavenly Fire were their nemesis.

Moreover, Mo Xiaochuan's cultivation has reached the extreme of a half-step Nine Heavens Xuan Immortal, and that old man is only in the early stage of a half-step Nine Heavens Xuan Immortal, it seems that he has not broken through for a few days. Maybe it was a breakthrough on the battlefield.

Therefore, as soon as the two of them fought, the old man's face changed greatly, if he was burned by the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder and the Purple Pole Heavenly Fire, his black mist magic weapon. The momentum ratio would have a certain impact on the foundation of the Nine Heavens Xuan Immortal that he had just ascended to the half-step Nine Heavens Xuan Immortal. However, by the time he tried to take the black mist back, it was too late.

Mo Xiaochuan smiled proudly, and the Qianyin gourd that he had just put away came out: "Come over to me." ”

The black smoke that had been incinerated and purified by the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder and the Purple Pole Heavenly Fire had been much more pure and had been swallowed by the Thousand Yin Clan.

Thousands of Yin Hu, innate spiritual treasures, the three thousand worlds of the Hongmeng universe are from yin to filth, and the most pure and pure things are complete, and the poisonous smoke is naturally a piece of cake.

"My magic weapon. The old man spit out a mouthful of blood, and just wanted to dodge to grab it, but he thought of Elder Lu's death, and besides, Duan Feichen was still staring at him, so he forcibly endured it. However, the surging qi and blood obviously could no longer be suppressed, and he spit out a few mouthfuls of blood one after another, only turning his face yellow.

"Come on. Mo Xiaochuan threw the old man aside, raised his hand and collected all the broken knives that the military soldier had used to dispose of the demon cultivator in one place, and then, with a squirt out of his mouth, a pale Chaos Void Flame instantly refined it into a metal liquid.

As soon as Mo Xiaochuan's mind moved, a hundred long horse chopping knives were formed in a snap of his fingers. Then, Mo Xiaochuan casually carved a sharp gold array, and the wind swift array, and distributed a hundred long horse chopping knives to those soldiers who worked hard to slash and slash demon cultivators.

"Use this. It's also sharper. Mo Xiaochuan said lightly.

The old man was in the air, his eyes widened in horror, and some broken mortal soldiers were refined into peak treasures in an instant. Among the skills of refining this weapon, it is perfect, and the world is beyond its reach.

When those sergeants held the horse chopping knives in their hands, they found that these horse chopping knives could magically change the weight according to their own thoughts, and they could make them completely suitable for themselves in any situation.

So he raised his hand, and the knife fell, and the head of a demon cultivator was cut off like cutting tofu.

It's so sharp, a divine weapon, blowing hair and breaking hair, sharpening iron like clay, it's not enough to describe their sharpness.

Han Shuo, Zuo Qiuxin, Zhao Zhou, and Lu Gong lost the four, staring at the hundred long horse chopping knives, their eyes flashing with green light, like a hungry man, seeing a peerless beauty without a wisp.

If this is in his own hands, a simple chop, if the other party does not know, wouldn't he even be cut in two with a knife? If this knife is in his hand, he would not have had to fight with Cheng Jinyong so hard just now, although in the end he still chopped off his head, but he was also tired and half dead. How good it is like this, just go down with a knife and be done.

There is no general who doesn't like a divine soldier. Ke Zhen himself began to have the idea of this hundred long knives in his heart.

"You are a refiner, which sect do you belong to?Flame Sect?Treasure Refining Pavilion?Immortal Sword Villa?What happened here, it is impossible for your elders not to tell you. ”

The old man asked puzzled.

"I'm just a nameless cultivator, and now, you need to tell me the name of your organization, and then, tell me, where is this force? Mo Xiaochuan said lightly.

"Huh...... It turned out to be just a rootless duckweed, you can't run away, and you can't fight them. The old man said, his eyes were dilated, his vitality dissipated sharply, and his soul disappeared for a while.

Seeing this, the remaining old men saw that Elder Lu and Elder He had all been poisoned, not to mention themselves, so they did not hesitate to choose to disperse their souls and kill themselves.

Mo Xiaochuan watched all this quietly and did not make a move to stop it.

Moreover, he knew a little bit about it, and he pushed it after the fact.

Wuji Holy Land, the descendant of Emperor Wuji, has a natural hostile consciousness with the Hongmeng four clans in his bloodline. Finally made an appearance in the Central Sanctuary.

Mo Xiaochuan let out a long breath, I've been waiting for you for too long. Hehe......

(End of chapter)