God Killer

In front of the eyes of all the monks, two auroras swept across, and they were so bright that they left a long and intense brand mark on the retina that did not want to dissipate.

Two-thirds of Tong Hu's body was swept away by the aurora, and his left shoulder and legs, including his pelvis and chest, were all swept away. At this time, what remained of Tong Hu was his chest and an arm, like It's a bust of a character used to practice sketching in art class.

Zheng Xian immediately felt the brand of human slave on his chest begin to loosen, and the control over his cultivation that he had completely lost began to pour into his body like a river breaking its embankment.

If you haven't lost it, you won't know how good the things you once had are.

Zheng Xian's cultivation base and freedom were lost and regained, a kind of joy filled the whole body, but this kind of joy was accumulated in Zheng Xian's chest, and it was not fully released, because the joy was blocked by a small plug. ,

And this plug is the smiling Tonghu with a smiling face.

As long as this plug is removed, Zheng Xian feels that the breath in his chest will be smoother, his cultivation will take another step forward, and the condensed pill in his body will become more mature.

Zheng Xian even felt uncomfortable, if he didn't kill this Tonghu this time, the happy thoughts in his heart would be affected, and his cultivation would even be frustrated.

Zheng Xian will not give Tong Hu a chance to start all over again.

Immediately, a black glow came out from his hand, and he slashed towards Tong Hu's head.

Sword burst!

It looked like a black light, but when it reached Tong Hu's body, it exploded with a bang, turning into hundreds of black lights, each of which struck Tong Hu's body.

Tong Hu's body was cut into tens of millions of pieces in an instant, but Zheng Xian did not show any joy, because he clearly felt that his sword was not cutting on a living person.

Tong Hu was instantly beheaded to scum, and Zheng Xian was so suppressed that his cultivation level recovered completely in an instant, and the man's slave order on his chest disappeared without a trace with a loud "slave".

Zheng Xiandang was about to throw out the treasure bottle of truth listening, although he watched Tong Hu being beheaded, but his heart was stuck in his throat, and he couldn't feel the joy of beheading Tong Hu at all.

Zheng Xian threw the treasure bottle of listening to a hundred meters into the air, condescendingly, and sprayed out a spiritual light, which covered several miles, including the entire mountain.

Sure enough, Zheng Xian found a shadow moving rapidly underground, galloping towards the Twelve Shadow Riders.

"Tong Hu, you still want to escape now?"

A bloody light rose from the back of Zheng Xian's head, and big long-haired hands emerged from inside, grabbing at the shadow of the rat scurrying on the ground.

The Twelve Shadow Riders suddenly rode their horses like thunder, galloping towards the shadow on the ground, apparently to save Tong Hu.

If a guy like Tong Hu can't kill him for the first time, then don't even think about having a chance to kill him. Unless he is forced to death, the opponent will never be able to defeat him if he is not sure about defeating Zheng Xian. reappeared.

What's more, Zheng Xian was able to force Tong Hu into such a mess this time because Tong Hu didn't understand Zheng Xian's methods. Next time, with precautions, Tong Hu won't give Zheng Xian an opportunity.

To get rid of the evil and do all the work, Tong Hu must not be allowed to come back from the ashes.

In the magic mirror of the swamp pond, the souls of five great monks in the realm of stellar energy suddenly appeared, and they flew towards the twelve shadow knights one after another, while the remaining three souls of great monks in the realm of stellar energy captured the shadows on the ground. .

The twelve shadow riders collided with the souls of five great monks in the realm of stellar energy, and the spirit bodies condensed by the five great monks in the realm of stellar energy shattered instantly, and the ghosts were defeated, but after all, they stopped the twelve shadow riders for an instant. .

At this time, the other three ghosts in the realm of stellar qi had already flown in front of the mouse-like shadow, each of them grabbed the shadow and pulled the shadow up from the ground.

It turned out to be a four-legged beast, with fur and horns, sharp teeth and sharp mouth.

Zheng Xian was taken aback at first, thinking he had caught the wrong one, but then he realized that the three servants in front of the stele, Tonghu, were simply a weasel with the blood of the ancient ancestors.

The weasel let out a mournful cry, and struggled continuously in the hands of the three great monks in the realm of stellar energy. It spewed out streams of stellar energy from its mouth, and shattered the condensed spirits of the two great monks in the realm of stellar energy.

However, the soul of the little holy ghoul was left clutching his neck, pulling him and flying into the magic mirror of the swamp.

Zheng Xian sneered, and put the magic mirror of the marsh into the back of his head.

The twelve shadow riders couldn't help but rein in their horses and stop in place.

No expression could be seen on the faces wrapped in pitch-black smoke, but the puzzlement and fear in their hearts could be felt.

Tong Hu's cultivation is considered to be at the top of the entire Yin Poison Sect, but Zheng Xian simply subdued him. If all this hadn't happened right before their eyes, they would not have believed it anyway.

After pondering for a while, they decided that Zheng Xian might not be that great, but the few treasures in Zheng Xian's hands were all good things. It was these treasures that made Zheng Xian have the possibility to kill Tonghu by leapfrogging. In an instant, it wasn't Zheng Xian who was actually doing the attack, but eight great monks in the realm of stellar energy besieged Tong Hu together. Under such circumstances, it was strange that Tong Hu didn't die.

good baby!

This is the common thought in the hearts of all the cultivators around at this time.

At this time, the little grandpa who was hiding behind the stone couldn't help but his eyes were shining. Zheng Xian was full of treasures. He practiced refining weapons and had a special preference for treasures, especially black water tools. This treasure was used by the head of the Tianji Sect. What one's own life forges is definitely not an ordinary treasure.

The origin means the source. This treasure has a characteristic, it can swallow all the treasures, completely absorb all the attributes of the swallowed treasure, and then simulate this treasure at will. It can be said that this treasure is the source of the magic weapon. Zheng Xian If several treasures can be swallowed by the source of heavy water, then the growth of this black water channel can be imagined.

There was a smirk from the bottom of the little grandpa's already rotten face, and he licked his thick lips with his tongue. The bad water began to pour out of the little grandpa's head. From now on, Zheng will be his little grandpa first. Some prey is gone, and no one is allowed to get involved.

Not only the little grandpa has such an idea, but all the monks around at this time have this idea. If the treasure in Zheng Xian's hands falls into my hands, who else in the world can stop me?

There's nothing special about Zheng Xian, it's just that there are more babies and more babies!

If it were me who killed all directions like me, no, it must be a hundred times stronger than this mere Zheng Xian who is in the realm of congealing alchemy!

The light of greed bloomed in the eyes of all monks at this moment!

Zheng Xian has now turned into a fat duck, and everyone's eyes are oily!