This pair of senior brothers, in the team of monks who came to explore the treasure, belonged to the low-level people who started to fight, and they were usually called around, but after finding this gold-washing sword, the team immediately broke out infighting, and all the monks killed each other like crazy. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

In the end, only the senior brothers survived, although they were bloodied several times and narrowly escaped death, but the two of them survived to the end, and the gold washing sword was at their fingertips.

"The gold washing sword is the treasure of the Great Dao, even if no one controls it, it will release the murderous sword qi at any time, if you want to collect this long sword, you and I must work together to resist the defense of the sword qi. ”

The senior brother walked to the gold washing sword, and was about to turn his head to greet the junior brother, when suddenly the wind behind him was loud, and his heart suddenly cooled.

"What are you doing?!" the senior brother roared, his back was hot, and he was hit by thousands of fire sand at the same time, knowing that this was the magic weapon that the junior brother was proud of, once he made a move, it was like a flame burning the sky.

Falling to the ground in pain, the senior brother's eyes narrowed in pain, but the junior brother was expressionless, walked up to him, stretched out his hand and stabbed him, and killed him decisively.

"Senior brother, I'm sorry for you, but it's a treasure of the Great Dao, how can it be enough for two people. Rather than waiting for you to be in a bad mood in the future and want to kill me, it is better to let me be this wicked person and protect the relationship between you and me. ”

Regardless of the sharpness of the sword, the junior brother reached out to touch the gold washing sword, but unexpectedly, the long sword suddenly burst into golden light, drowning the junior brother in one fell swoop, and after a short scream, the junior brother's body disappeared in place.

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"Hehe, so many people have died and so much blood has been shed, this Jinxia Avenue is finally mine, and my Jinxia real person is finally worthy of the name!"

Among the corpses everywhere, the Taoist figure with his head emanating from his head was like a madness, and in front of him, inside a ball of colorful crystals, a great avenue was sealed, turning into a golden glow.

"Originally, I planned Qingyan Avenue, but Qingyan Avenue is not as good as Jinxia Avenue after all, as long as I go back, I will definitely be able to become a strong person among the monks of Hedao, and I will also have a place in the dojo. ”

Jin Xia Zhenren indulged in fantasy, but she didn't notice that in the corpse on the side, there was a few invisible squirms, and suddenly a figure suddenly provoked it, and there were three black shadows when he raised his hand.

The black shadow continued to twist in mid-air, leaving a wavy trajectory, and when it flew in front of Jin Xia Zhenren, it finally revealed its hideousness, which was three flat poisonous insects with pitch black bodies, with a whole circle of sharp teeth on the top of their heads, looking extremely hideous.

When Jin Xia Zhenren saw the poisonous insects, he immediately erupted into a nine-layer smoke ring, trying to exclude the poisonous insects, but the poisonous insects penetrated so strongly that Jin Xia Zhenren expected, the green smoke ring was his strongest means of defense, and it was easily penetrated by the poisonous insects, and then submerged into his body.

The poison of the poisonous insect was extremely strong, Jin Xia Zhenren was paralyzed in an instant, her tongue was swollen and almost filled her mouth, and she made a slurred voice.

The sneak attacker wiped the blood on his face, and it turned out to be smeared, and then his palm beckoned back, and three poisonous insects broke out, spun a few times in front of him, and then obediently crouched in the palm of his hand.

"Jin Xia Zhenren died because of Jin Xia Avenue, it is ironic, the final winner is still me, worm no two. ”

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Qing Zhou and the others went all the way, saw all kinds of ugly phenomena, and faced the temptation of magic weapons and pills, even if they were close brothers, flesh and blood father and son, they would face each other with blades, and all morality and righteousness would be gone.

"These people are crazy, Qingzhou, we must refine the floating island as soon as possible and restore everything to calm. ”

As a sword cultivator, Yue Qianjun has experienced many killings, and he has been fighting for the rest of his life in the inheritance space, and he thinks that he has a very hard heart, but he is also a little unbearable when he sees the crazy scene inside the floating island.

If it is Qingzhou refining the Zhendao Mansion Monument, it can control the Floating Island Mechanism to prohibit it and drive out all the invading immortal cultivators.

"That's right, so we have to rush to the Central Sword Mansion as soon as possible. ”

The four of them continued to hurry, and suddenly, they met an old acquaintance, Peng Chongjia, a spark conjoined body.

Peng Chongjia is still unkempt, but his eyes are extremely bright, in the eyes of Qingzhou and others, this person's breath is more and more back to the basics, and he has obviously stepped into the Mahayana period.

"It turned out that it was you, you have all reached the realm of Hedao, what adventures should you have?" Peng Chongjia spread his hands, "Hand over the things!"

Qing Zhou took out the Holy Spirit Walnut and gently threw it down, "You mean this?"

"That's right, although I no longer rely on this magic weapon, but the Heavenly Spirit Treasure can attract immortal energy, and it will be useful when I reach the Mahayana period. Peng Chongjia said calmly.

"No. Qing Zhou said decisively, and then put away the Holy Spirit Walnut.

"Junior, don't force me to be rude, a few of you are only in the early stage of the Merge Dao, and I am already at the peak of the Merge Dao, and the gap between this will not be known until you later. Peng Chongjia's tone gradually tightened.

"I also want to know how big the gap is with my predecessors!" Yue Qianjun said lightly.

The next moment, Peng Chongjia made a move, and a punch was punched, tearing the air and making a screaming sound, and the air around the fist was compressed into cotton wool, and Qingzhou and the others, who were far away, actually felt difficult to breathe.

Yue Qianjun, Yang Hechen and Qi Buke shot at the same time, their vision was not bad, they inherited the experience of the three major disciples, and they were even more clever than Peng Chongjia, knowing that the attainment of this punch was already comparable to that of a Mahayana monk, and none of them could resist it alone.

Yue Qianjun clasped his hands together, and countless light dust surged out, turning into a thick stream of dust, which seemed to be weak, but it pressed the air and made a creaking and breaking sound.

Yang Hechen's whole body was full of golden light, and the 128,000 pores on Zhou's body burst out with light, gathering into a golden dragon, the dragon's head was hideous and majestic, the dragon's body was slender and powerful, and the dragon's tail was falling into the dust, and every line that made up the golden dragon was extremely sharp sword qi.

Qi Buke jumped forward, his body melted into the air, in the induction of everyone, Qi Buke slipped and did not leave his hand, like a cloud in the blue sky, a fish into the sea, and the air around him was assimilated into countless sword qi, surrounding Qi Buke as if serving the king.

The three Hedao Sword Cultivators joined forces and sent out a blow of ten percent power, and only an instant passed before Peng Chongjia punched.

"It's not good, the three of them are definitely not Peng Chongjia's opponents. ”

At this moment, the place where the five people are located is not any space, but the main space in the floating island, and only in this way can they withstand the aftermath of the battle between the two sides.

Qing Zhou could see clearly, under Peng Chongjia's punch, the surrounding scene began to distort, obviously the space was distorted by the leaked power, if it was in a slightly weaker space, this punch was enough to penetrate the space.

The three sword streams surrounded Peng Chongjia, sometimes tempting the virtual and the real, sometimes taking the opportunity to advance, criticizing the false and the weak, and attacking the strong, for a time there was no distinction between the top and the bottom.

"Shibei three days, when you look at each other, a few juniors, your adventures are really amazing. ”