God Killer

The masters of the Golden Light Sect all nodded, following the sect's rules, it doesn't necessarily mean killing people for life, as long as you can survive the killing field, then your crime of killing will be written off. Who cares about you other than someone watching you when you fart?

Jingshui had a gloomy face like water. At this time, the master of Jinguang passed the ball to Jingshui's feet again. This ball, Jingshui had to catch it, and he had to catch it if he didn't. He had no other choice.

There is no reason to talk about such things as door rules. Even if the master of the Jinguang sect is unwilling to see his subordinates fight against each other, he still has to surrender in front of the door rules. The rules that have been passed down for hundreds of years will not be easily changed by anyone!

According to the principles of the sect of the fairy world, there are only two roads before Qingshui. One road is to betray Zhengyi now and be hunted down forever. The other is to bite the bullet and grit your teeth to join the war. If you lose, you will lose your life to Hong Jingdao.

The murderous intent on Master Hongjing's body was full to the extreme, but the whole person seemed calm and calm, and said softly and slowly: "Jingshui, the purpose of setting up this killing field is to dissolve hatred, which is the law of heaven in the righteous way. !"

"Three wins in five rounds, as long as your Dragon and Tiger Pill Sect can win three rounds, then I will not pursue the matter of your Dragon and Tiger Pill Sect killing my three disciples! This account will be written off."

"Of course, if you lose, it's okay. Let's have another round, and it will still be three out of five rounds. No matter how many rounds you have, as long as you win one game, my Master Hongjing will still say the same thing, kill me three times." The grievances and grievances of the disciples are wiped out! Will the Dragon and Tiger Pill Sect dare?"

All the old people who watched the battle all around were a little moved. The time seemed to go back hundreds of years ago. At that time, many of their fellow disciples swore to die in this arena...

Non-stop car battles, as long as the Dragon and Tiger Pill Sect wins once, the grievances and grievances will be written off. No matter how poor the level of the monks of the Dragon and Tiger Pill Sect, there is always a chance to win once after rounds of fighting. If the alchemy sects dare not join the battle, the dragon and tiger alchemy gate will become a joke, saying that the dragon and tiger alchemy gates are cowards, and they are all insults to cowards.

Sure enough, Qing Shui looked at Zhenjun Zhenggong with a hesitant expression.

The other party's condition is called Jingshui, which is a little unclear. Although Jingshui has a sharp tongue, in fact, he does not have a lot of experience. A girl who sleeps in the room all day, is still a little bit of a judge in such a big matter that requires a certain amount of judgment. It needs to be judged by a person with a wealth of experience like Zhenggong Zhenjun.

Happy people do happy things, killing people with their lives. This is indeed a good way to resolve the grievances between the two factions. The only thing to worry about is two points. One point is whether Master Hongjing can keep his word or not. Under normal circumstances, it is impossible for Master Hongjing to utter his words in front of so many sects. Besides, it is only the hatred of a few disciples. However, the master of the red mirror has never been able to catch up with the hatred of the original mother.

As for the dead, there is no solution to this!There is no reason in the world for you to take advantage of everything.

As a sect, as a group, you should know when to make what kind of sacrifice.

At this time, many monks from the Dragon and Tiger Alchemy Sect came together, including Lu Tao, Qiao Qianxin, Li Suyue, Ou Renjun and other disciples.

Lu Tao gritted his teeth and said: "Sect master, promise, if you don't agree, we will have no face to stay in the fairy world in the Dragon and Tiger Pill Sect in the future. The incident happened because of me. I am willing to fight. Even if I die, it is nothing but Skills are not as good as people, admit it!"

The cultivators around nodded their heads one after another.

Qingshui has slender eyes like Zheng Xian's. These eyes are sharper than Zheng Xian's eyes. At this time, the eyes narrowed like swords. After biting his red lips, Yin Fang said loudly good word!

Daoxing Zhenjun who is in charge of the arena must not look at the master of Jinguangmen.

The master of the Golden Light Sect felt that things were developing a bit out of control, so he whispered a few words to a waiter next to him, and the waiter left quietly, then Zhenjun Zhenggong turned his head and nodded.

After receiving the order, the broad avenue robe on Zhenjun Daoxing's body trembled suddenly, and a series of energy veins swam out from his sleeve, and fell into the ground, disappearing without a trace.

Immediately in the middle of the arena, a huge cage slowly rises from the ground. This cage has four hundred pillars, and the distance between each pillar is one meter. In this way, a length and width are formed. Each is a square space of 100 meters. Although the immortal cultivators in the Gang Qi realm are a bit frustrated fighting here, it can be regarded as similar when used for fighting.

Shen Baobao had heard the story of the killing field long ago, but this was the first time he had seen the killing field. He had to say that the dense atmosphere above the killing field made him feel uncomfortable.

The killing field is a place where death is inevitable. When two people walk in, one of them must die inside. There is no exception. Even if the winner does not kill the loser, the killing field will kill the loser by itself. This is a killing field. Rules are the basis for the existence of the killing field.

For such a place, it is impossible for Shen Baobao to say that he has no fear in his heart. The only thing that makes him feel at ease is the methods of the monks of the Dragon and Tiger Pill Sect. What's so special about it, but as long as this guy is similar to the other dragon and tiger alchemy sect cultivators, even if he is better than other dragon and tiger alchemy sect cultivators, it doesn't matter, Shen Baobao is sure to kill him.

Unlike Shen Baobao, the single head can't hold so many things in its head, so the single head is staring at Shen Baobao with round eyes at this time, and muttering about hair removal and cooking juice in his mouth. The slurred speech, crazy and abnormal.

Baby Shen took the lead and walked into the cage without a top.

The single-headed smirked and dragged the huge and heavy tungsten-iron pestle forward. The tungsten-iron pestle made a rumbling sound as it dragged on the ground, while the other hand of the single-headed was holding the pestle about ten centimeters little scimitar.

Looking at Jing Shui who walked into the killing field alone from a distance, he sighed slightly, and asked in a low voice to the Zhenggong Zhenjun next to him: "What about Mr. Zheng? That is Mr. Zheng in the mirror. If you send someone else to play, Hong Jingdao may not be able to agree!"

Zhenjun Zhenggong was silent for a while and then said: "Let's take a look while walking, Mr. Zheng has many treasures on his body, it may not be so easy to kill, but the things on him do call us, there is no way to ask him to take risks."

As Baobao Shen and the other two walked into the cage, Zhenjun Xingdao recited something in a low voice, and then took out a whisk from nowhere.

Zhenjun Daoxing waved the whisk in his hand, and the huge iron pillars of the cell suddenly flashed with brilliance. At first, it was blue, and then gradually deepened and turned into green. Finally, the four hundred sticks became a unified red.

The deep red color is like the color of blood coagulation.

A series of runes began to flow among the pillars.

The two strange beast unicorns who were guarding outside the stone gate did not know when they got into the arena. The golden spirit flashed furiously, and began to circle around the killing field with a look of greed, as if the killing field was theirs. The rice box is average!

Qilin, an ancient alien beast, belongs to the divine mansion of heaven and earth, and it can be regarded as a category with Hei Lan. In fact, too many life forms in ancient times are completely different from life forms in the current world. This is also passed down by many ancestors orally, and even recorded There are all kinds of strange beasts in the legends, but now they can't find their fossils at all, and they can't even find the reason for their traces.

Therefore, these strange beasts were denied, and they were regarded as an exaggerated imagination of totem worship produced by the ancient ancestors out of fear and ignorance.

As everyone knows, the composition of the bodies of the ancient beasts is completely different from that of the spirit birds and beasts in the current world. Once the body dies, the thought disintegrates and disappears completely, even if it has been cultivated into a body comparable to the physical body After death, the body can only be preserved for a hundred years at most, and then it will be completely wiped out by the breath of the three veins, without leaving any traces!

So there are only written records of these things, and there are no bones left. The current research is to compare the things that existed in the past according to the current biological model, which deviates from the root. Who said that life is only composed of this kind of protein? way of being?

Since it is the residence of the gods of heaven and earth, this Qilin also likes to devour the thought power released by the monks.Especially the killing desire is their favorite.

When the killing field was opened every day and the monks took turns going in to die, these two unicorn beasts really had their fill every day. Unknowingly, the two of them hadn't tasted real swords and guns for hundreds of years. thought.

Shantou and Shen Baobao walked into the killing field, and the surroundings immediately became quiet. The heads of the 38 sects ordered their disciples to watch carefully. This is a real life-and-death contest. The old man is fine, those newcomers really don't have much experience in this field, compared with the real life-and-death fight, it's as ridiculous as a child playing house.

At this time, many people looked at the single head with some sympathy. This guy didn't have a good head at first glance. Although his body was thick, judging from the past achievements of the Dragon and Tiger Pill Sect, Xiu was not very clever. And Shen Baobao's cultivation ranks among the top ten monks in the Gangqi Realm in the entire Zhengyi.

The gap between the two sides is really too great. This guy called the single head is simply here to die.

To put it bluntly, this is the victim, the first victim given to Hong Jingdao by the Dragon and Tiger Pill Sect for nothing.

Although many Taoist priests of the Dragon and Tiger Pill Sect were not very familiar with Shantou, and they had never even said a word, they all felt a little sad in their hearts. Disciple, the sect is willing to do anything, so no one blames the sect leader and the elders and watchmen for the sacrifice of a single head, but they are also willing to sacrifice the sect.