Holy Emperor Jiuxiao

"what."

The few monks resting on the island were shocked, and then their faces showed excitement.

"Brother, it seems that our luck is really good, they actually delivered it to our door."

"Yeah, if you dare to offend our Xiao family, isn't that courting death?"

The four monks at the early stage of the Nascent Soul saw the four of Yunchen landed on their island. The distance between the two was less than a hundred feet. It was obvious that Yunchen was carrying Lan Yubing on his back, and there were two peerless women who were no more than Lan Yubing. Rain and ice are inferior.

Every monk had a malicious look in their eyes, staring at Mingyue and Mu Linger. This kind of look happened to be disliked by Yunchen, Mu Linger and others.

"Be careful, the uncle was killed by him."

The mid-Yuanying monk Mingyue didn't pay any attention to the words of the juniors, but his face showed a dignified look. It could be seen that Yunchen and the others didn't take them into their eyes at all.

Yun Chen's strength and cultivation were beyond what he could tell, and he secretly felt sad for his juniors, who had reached this point and were still so careless.

When I didn't see Yunchen and others, I wanted to see Yunchen so that I could complete the task, but now, I don't want to see him anymore.

"Brother Yunchen, are these five people going to be lost?"

Mu Ling'er looked at Yun Chen, she was waiting for Yun Chen to speak, as soon as Yun Chen spoke, he would immediately put out the fire and scatter the few Nascent Soul stage monks in front of him.

"Well, damn it!"

Yun Chen nodded, his cold eyes fixed on the middle-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. His opponent, since he reached the Golden Core stage, was no longer in the early-stage Nascent Soul.

"Whoosh, whoosh."

"Whoosh, whoosh."

The sound of piercing the sky resounded, and Ming Yue and Mu Ling'er's delicate bodies flashed, and quickly shot at the five Nascent Soul stage monks hundreds of meters away.

When he was in mid-air, he had already made a move. After following Yunchen for more than 200 years, he naturally knew what Yunchen was thinking about in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, and he would not ask her to solve it.

This is also a strategy. Yunchen will kill in the mid-term. With the strength of the two of them, killing four monks in the early stage of Nascent Soul is as simple as chopping vegetables.

"Roar."

"Whoosh, whoosh."

When Mu Ling'er was in the air, a wood-type spiritual treasure had already appeared in his hand. With a wave of his jade hand, the wood-type treasure immediately released an astonishing power, and a wooden dragon bit at two Nascent Soul stage monks among them.

When the wooden dragon appeared, four huge wood-type energies shot out, blocking the retreat of the two Nascent Soul stage monks in one move.

Mingyue was different. When her body was in mid-air, she had teleported away. When she reappeared, a cloud of yin and yin burst out, and the yin and yin quickly covered the other two Nascent Soul stage monks.

With a wave of a Lingbao-level dagger in his hand, a cold light flashed out, and there was a grunt sound. The eyes of a Nascent Soul cultivator showed horror. In an instant, his head had already rolled ten feet away.

There was another flash of cold light, and a streak of blood appeared between the brows of the second Nascent Soul cultivator, and a look of unwillingness appeared in his eyes, which immediately turned into ashes.

"Pfft."

"puff"

There were two more muffled bangs, and Mu Linger's two opponents also fell down, without a trace of life in their bodies, they couldn't die anymore.

In the whole field, there was a strange scene. Five Nascent Soul stage monks and four early stage monks were killed in a blink of an eye, but the only one Nascent Soul mid stage cultivator kept watching without the slightest movement, the look of horror in his eyes , as if encountering a ghost, his feet trembled constantly.

Huge beads of sweat rolled down from his forehead, his face was ashen, he looked at Yun Chen beggingly, but he couldn't open his mouth at all.

How could this be a Nascent Soul mid-term cultivator? Even an ordinary mortal would not be like this.

"You can die."

Yun Chen said indifferently, with a touch of one hand, a colorless finger pierced through the air, soundless, without a trace, and just as he finished speaking, there was only a puffing sound.

A small blood hole appeared between the brows of the mid-Yuan Ying monk, and he fell down slowly, without the slightest fear in his eyes, on the contrary, he showed more relief.

It turned out that Yunchen's spiritual sense had been targeting this mid-stage monk, and his powerful divine sense made this mid-stage cultivator feel as if he had fallen into the [-]th floor of hell.

Her whole body couldn't move an inch, Yunchen was like an invincible god in front of him, the pressure brought to her almost made her collapse.

In the end, Yunchen Killing God refers to easily killing mid-stage monks without a little effort. This is also the distance between mid-stage monks and him. trick.

"They're here, just to solve it together!"

Yun Chen put away the storage bags of the five Nascent Soul stage monks, and watched the more than ten figures flying from a distance, with a cruel look on his face.

Lan Yubing watched Yunchen and the other three kill five Nascent Soul Stage cultivators in the blink of an eye, as easy as crushing five little ants. He was horrified and also envious, but he was even more happy. As long as Yunchen is more powerful, she will be happier.

As soon as the words fell, sixteen figures landed hundreds of feet away from Yunchen. The affection on each monk's face was different, but they were all surprised by Mingyue and Mu Linger's peerless looks.

In their eyes, in the world of comprehension, apart from Lan Yubing's peerless beauty, there is no Mingyue woman who can stand out. Now there are three peerless women beside Yunchen, and they are even more envious in their hearts.

However, there are also people who are afraid, Yun Chen's prestige is on display here, even the head of the Lan family has been killed, and the fifty or so masters of the Tianming sect who have welcomed the relatives have all been lost.

"Brother Liu, let's do it, I just need one of the women, and you share the wealth and treasures."

At this time, Sima Neng had no danger or treasure in his eyes at all, only three peerless women, if any woman followed him, it would be worth the loss immediately.

"Brother Sima, let's do it first."

Liu Xiao looked at Sima Neng with disdain, but she didn't know that she had the same thoughts in her heart as Sima Neng, except that she planned to get all the treasures and medicines for women.

"..."

All of a sudden, the sixteen Nascent Soul cultivators began to discuss about dividing up the wealth, and Yun Chen and the others were completely ignored.

"Bing'er, Ling'er, Yue'er, you three guess, I will kill them all in a few breaths!"

Yun Chen had a smile on his face, but Mu Linger knew that when Yun Chen met an enemy, there was a smile on his face, which meant that he had already launched a murderous plan.

"I guess they lost all their effort for a cup of tea!"

"I said they lost in twenty breaths."

"I said big brother can kill them all with ten breaths of effort!"

The three of them had smiles on their faces, and they didn't look at the sixteen Nascent Soul stage monks in front of them at all. They talked and laughed, which made people feel jealous.

"Okay, I also want to try how long these wastes can last."

Yun Chen said indifferently, and unfolded the body shield, covering him and Lan Yubing in it, and looked at the sixteen Nascent Soul stage monks opposite him with cold eyes.

"No, be careful."

"Do it."

"Don't let them go away."

"..."

They also saw Yunchen's movements, and they all became careful, sacrificed their treasures, and prepared to fight Yunchen.

"Rainstorm Spy Shadow, sacrifice!"

"Purple Lightning Cloud Splitting Fan, sacrifice!"

With a movement of Yunchen's consciousness, Rainstorm Spy Shadow and the top Lingbao Zidian Cloud Fan appeared in front of him. In an instant, 24 golden butterflies turned into golden rays of light and criss-crossed the air, followed by 48 God-killing needles.

"one."

"two"

"three"

"..."

"Ah, ah, ah, ah...

In front of the Rainstorm Spy Shadow, the monks in the mid-Yuanying period are like rotten wood, there is no luck at all, the golden butterfly is not far from the top spirit treasure, not to mention there are 48 silent god-killing needles.

Even the top-level magic weapon, in front of the Lingbao, couldn't resist it at all. Suddenly, countless screams sounded, and the monks fell down strangely.

"Boom."

At this time, there was a burst of thunder in the sky, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and a huge purple-white lightning flashed out from the purple lightning cloud splitting fan, and shot straight at Liu Xiao in the middle stage of Yuanying.

"Click"

"puff"

"six."

"Seven"

"Eight"

When Mingyue counted to eight, the sixteen Nascent Soul cultivators could no longer stand alone in Mingyue, and the entire island was silent.

"receive."

Yun Chen gave a soft drink, and the Rainstorm Spy Shadow and Zidian Cracking Cloud fans put away, with a look of disdain on their faces, and some monks in the junior and middle stages of Nascent Soul also wanted to pay attention to him, they were looking for death.

"Brother Yunchen, it's only eight breaths of effort!"

"Big brother's strength has improved a lot."

"I didn't expect your strength to have reached this stage."

Mu Ling'er and Mingyue said happily, with excitement on their faces, the higher Yunchen's strength, the safer they are, in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, it only takes eight breaths to kill sixteen monks in the Nascent Soul stage, and the instant kill spike.

With a gentle and happy face, Lan Yubing said softly, now that she is with Yunchen, she is no longer an iceberg fairy, but a gentle and lovely wife.

Although the relationship between the two has not yet reached that stage, they have already regarded each other as the other half, and she also regards herself as Yunchen's woman and Yunchen's wife.

"If there is no strength, how can I protect you and my own woman."

Yun Chen laughed softly, his face was full of tenderness, and his chic look was enough to make all the women in the world fall in love with him.

"I don't know how to be ashamed, who is your woman."

Lan Yubing's face flushed, and she said shyly, her heart was filled with sweetness, she never thought that Yunchen would treat her as her woman in front of other people like this.

"Hehe, of course it's Sister Lan who is peerless outside."

Mu Ling'er was also very envious, but she didn't feel jealous at all. Seeing Yun Chen happy, she would be happy too, not to mention she was already secretly happy, as long as Yun Chen's heart was settled, she would have a chance.