Unlimited wastelander

Chapter 527 Killing Ghosts and Gods by Sanmiao Wanjianyi, Who Died Under the Acacia Bell
"puff"

Lu Xueqi pulled out the Tianya Divine Sword from her opponent's chest, and gasped heavily. This group of Demon Cult monsters are indeed the elite among the elite, and each one is so powerful that even if they deal with one of them by themselves, they will be crippled. It is not easy to kill one with all the means.

Turning her head and looking around, she saw Immortal Sanmiao who was fighting with her master at a glance, without thinking too much, Tianya waved and rushed up with Lingbo's microsteps, fighting Fairy Sanmiao with her master Shuiyue, Although Lu Xueqi's cultivation level is far from Fairy Sanmiao's, but relying on the power of Tianya, she can still pose a certain threat to her, so she needs to devote some attention to deal with Lu Xueqi's attack.

As a result, Fairy Sanmiao, who was already at a disadvantage, was even worse. Shuiyue beat her left and right with a few quick moves, and she was in danger, but it was not easy to take her down in a short time.

"Clearly..."

The sound of the piano at Hongqiao was still ringing non-stop. Lu Xueqi could tell that the sound of the piano this time was more urgent than any other time. He must be under a lot of pressure!On Hongqiao's terrain, which can be said to be a narrow road, and he can't retreat in the slightest, one person has to fight against hundreds of people. I don't know if he is injured?
But seeing that his piano sound was not chaotic at all, not even a single pause, he should be fine!The sound of the piano...the sound of the piano?By the way, I still have an unused trump card!

Suddenly, Lu Xueqi's eyes lit up, and she struck out two swords. After being blocked by the lingering silk, Lu Xueqi stepped back, stretched her hand into her bosom, and took out a small golden bell, outputting spiritual power, instantly raised the small bell, pinched it in her hand Trick, point to Fairy Sanmiao.

"Jingle Bell……"

A crisp ringtone suddenly came into Fairy Sanmiao's ears, her mind was dazed, her eyes were dazed for a moment, her hand slowed down involuntarily, Shuiyue's eyes flashed brightly, she picked up the fairy sword in her hand, and the impenetrable Ling Miansi finally revealed a gap, Shuiyue made a decisive decision, and without hesitation, sent the fairy sword in her hand to an inch above Fairy Sanmiao's towering chest, piercing her heart with the sword.

"puff"

"Uh... He... Hehuan... Bell..."

Shuiyue pulled out the celestial sword, Fairy Sanmiao had also regained her senses, her eyes widened in disbelief, staring at Lu Xueqi, her eyes were full of unwillingness, she couldn't figure out until the end of her life, why Mrs. Jinling, the ancestor of Hehuan Sect, The magic weapon of becoming famous will be in the hands of Lu Xueqi, a righteous disciple, but she will die under the magic weapon of her ancestors, Fairy Sanmiao is extremely aggrieved.

"puff"

Fairy Sanmiao fell to the ground, her eyes wide open with lost brilliance, she could not rest in peace.

Shuiyue frowned slightly, looked at the acacia bell that Lu Xueqi had taken back, and asked lightly, "Where did this bell come from?"

"Back to Master, Senior Brother Xiao gave it to me. This is a gift that Senior Brother Xiao prepared for Xiaohuan. When she reaches the Realm of Repelling Objects, I will give it to her. But before he said that there will be a big war in the near future, let me use it first." "Lu Xueqi didn't dare to hide anything, she said to Shuiyue in a straightforward manner.

Hearing this, Shuiyue's eyes flickered, and she nodded slightly, "Use it well, kill a few more Demon Cult monsters." After speaking, she waved the fairy sword in her hand, and rushed towards the battle circle between Poison God and Tian Buyi.

Lu Xueqi nodded, looked at the scene, and suddenly turned around and rushed towards Hongqiao. At the same time, there were several other people who had eliminated their opponents. They were all elite disciples who had good friends with Xiao Peng on weekdays.

Zhang Xiaofan withdrew his Soul Devourer, looked at the Demon Sect monster who was sucked into a human being by his Soul Devourer, his face was expressionless, because he was in a state of Bingxin at this time, when he looked up and saw Lu Xueqi's movements, Zhang Xiaofan had almost nothing to say After thinking about it, he followed behind her.

People in the Bing Xin state don't act emotionally, and don't have any emotions, so Zhang Xiaofan's move is completely out of his own instinct. Deep in his subconscious, Xiao Peng is already a very important person to him.

Qi Hao, Zeng Shushu, Song Daren, Chang Jian, Xiao Yicai and others left the battlefield one after another and headed towards Hongqiao. When the demon cultists want to follow them, or a huge water column, or a huge thunderbolt, it will be clear. Tell them to die here obediently!Stop wandering around.

The death of Fairy San Miao was like singing the prelude to the funeral song of the Demon Cult. One after another, the masters of the Demon Cult were buried in the hands of the Qingyunmen, and the hearts of the Poison God and Yuyangzi were in chaos.

"The grandeur of heaven and earth, righteousness will last forever, do not seek to kill immortals, but kill ghosts and gods."

Suddenly there was such a shout in the arena, and everyone felt a monstrous aura suddenly emanating from a certain corner of the square in front of the Yuqing Palace.

Both sides in the bloodbathed fight paused in unison, and turned their heads involuntarily to look in that direction. Cang Song looked at the person off the field tremblingly, his mind agitated, a hundred years, a whole hundred years, and finally looked at him again. Arrived at this formula.

I saw a white figure holding the green dragon-slaying sword tightly with both hands. The green light emitted from his body was extremely radiant and extremely dazzling. The dragon sword entrained ten thousand rays of light, made a roar, and rushed towards Yuyangzi, who was as dead ashes on the other side, frantically pouring spiritual power into the yin and yang mirror.

Slaying ghosts and gods is not just a sword art that descends from the sky.

"boom"

"pong"

The unstoppable green ball finally collided with the black and white black light ball, making a loud noise, and even the Yuqing Palace, which had been strengthened by cultivation techniques, shook endlessly, looking crumbling, and the entire Qingyun The mountains trembled slightly.

The next moment, there was a sound of the mirror shattering, and a huge pothole exploded where the two balls of light collided. Fortunately, there was no one around the place where the two fought from the beginning, otherwise, how many people would have died in vain , and from the place where the green light group started to the place where it collided, a ditch more than ten feet wide and half a foot deep appeared.

The light disappeared, the dust dispersed, and when the scene in the field was clearly seen, the morale of Qing Yun's disciples rose sharply, and the faces of the demon cultists were ashamed.

I saw the leader of the Demon Cult's attack on the mountain this time, Yuyangzi, the suzerain of the Changsheng Hall, lying on the ground twisted as if boneless, with blood splattered from his mouth, and his magic weapon, the Yin-Yang Mirror, had turned into a Debris all over the place.

On the other hand, Wan Jianyi only had a stream of blood overflowing from the corner of his mouth, and his face was slightly pale.

"Senior Brother Wan." At this time, the overall situation is basically settled. Except for the ghost king sect who retreated inexplicably, the demon sect's demise is a foregone conclusion. In the previous scenes of being besieged by the Demon Cult monsters, it was basically three or four Qingyun disciples beating around a Demon Cult monster.

Therefore, Cangsong ran to Wan Jianyi's side to prevent other demons from attacking him during the period of spiritual emptiness after Wan Jianyi performed the magic trick of killing ghosts and gods.

Wan Jian smiled slightly at Cangsong, patted him on the shoulder, and then walked towards Daoxuan, his face was still expressionless at this time, his eyes were empty, it seemed that Wan Jianyi's true art of killing ghosts and gods had killed the opponent's three great masters with him. The scene of one of the giants is not enough to move him in the slightest.

Wan Jian was incomparably amazed by Xiao Peng's contribution to this Ice Heart Curse. He really deserves to be called "the heart is as clear as ice, and the sky is not shocked. Even when the sky falls, it can't make people feel the slightest fluctuation of mind. It only affects people's heart and spirit. What can I do?
Wan Jianyi's slaying of ghosts and gods can be said to have shaken all directions, almost affecting the entire Qingyun Mountain. Except for Daoxuan and Xiao Peng who were in a state of ice, everyone in the Qingyunmen area felt this shocking blow. Discoloration.

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At the foot of the mountain, the Ghost King was holding his hands behind his back, looking at the scenery of Qingyun Mountain with a solemn expression. Qinglong, You Ji, and Bi Yao stood quietly behind him. Here, the sound of fighting on the mountain can still be faintly heard.

Qinglong Zizai Liubo Mountain was seriously injured by Xiao Peng and Xiao Yicai, and it took more than two months to recover. Fortunately, Xiao Peng's control of Tianlong's confusion has a time limit. Crazy.

Because even Mr. Ghost, the most mysterious ghost in the Ghost King's clan, was helpless against the confusion of the Heavenly Dragon. For twelve hours, the Ghost King tried everything he could to wake up Qinglong. Unexpectedly, after twelve hours, Qinglong woke up by himself. Only then was he relieved.

"Boom"

"Ok?"

"That green light... and this movement, it's him, it must be him..." Qinglong looked at the green light that soared into the sky, his eyes seemed to be caught in a long memory, and he muttered to himself. language.

"Brother Long, the man you're talking about is Wan Jianyi?" Ghost King asked in a deep voice.

Qinglong nodded, and said affirmatively: "Slaying the dragon sword without moving forward, and slashing ghosts and gods with one thousand swords, apart from Wan Jianyi's slaying ghosts and gods, what other kung fu can cause this kind of movement and effect? ​​There must be a The suzerain died in the hands of Wan Jian, but it is not known whether it was Yuyang Zi or the Poison God, because Fairy San Miao is not qualified to let him use this move."

"He, is he really that strong?" Ghost King muttered to himself, then fell silent.

After a long time, the ghost king suddenly sighed, and said: "Oh, I still don't understand why Cangsong would go back on his word? He really did so many vicious things back then. It's too absurd, if he Daoxuan is really this kind of person who will do whatever it takes to achieve his goals, Qingyun Sect will not be able to sit in the position of leader of the righteous way, I really can't figure it out!"

Qinglong smiled wryly and said: "No matter what, we escaped in the end, and this defeat can also be regarded as an opportunity for my Ghost King Sect. The holy religion is too scattered."

"That's right, thanks to Yao'er!" Ghost King turned his head to look at Bi Yao, with a doting smile on his lips.

At this time, Baguio looked distressed, and said with a wry smile: "Father, don't praise me, I have some things that I haven't had time to tell you!" What he said was narrated to the ghost king.

Ghost King and Qinglong's expression changed when they heard Baguio's words, especially Xiao Peng's sentence "Don't even think about the blood formation of four spirits" made the expression of Ghost King, a talented and bold generation, change drastically. His face was cloudy and uncertain, and he and Qinglong looked at each other in blank dismay.

"Who is this kid? Why do you know so much?" The ghost king turned his gaze to the mountain again, and murmured in a low voice, only to hear the sound of the zither faintly coming from the mountain, the ghost king's eyes flickered several times, and sighed : "Let's go! Poison God and the others are probably doomed. As for what the kid said, I will ask him face to face in ten years."

(End of this chapter)