God Killer

"Zheng Xian is mine, only I can kill him!"

The voice is full of childishness, it sounds like a three or four-year-old doll is speaking, but this voice contains such a kind of supreme power, it makes people feel the sound of dragons and tigers lingering in their ears for a long time .

In the distance, a luxury car drove over at high speed. After the screeching sound of screeching brakes, a woman stepped out of the car, holding a three or four-year-old doll in her hand. The doll still had Oreos on its mouth. The dregs of Zheng Xian, with big bright eyes, should have been quite cute, but now Zheng Xian, who is staring at the air with his eyes, seems to be spewing fire, so that no one dares to equate him with cuteness.

Zheng Xian looked down, his heart moved slightly, the old enemy came to the door!

Nalan Jinfeng looked a little older, but it became more and more spicy, exuding a kind of resentment that only a poisonous widow (Apex novel mobile version) had, and a pair of eyes fixed on Zheng Xian.

Zheng Xian didn't pay much attention to Nalan Jinfeng. Nalan Jinfeng was no longer an immortal cultivator. What Zheng Xian was looking at was the doll. On the face, if it is an ordinary person, this gaze can directly penetrate it.

Zheng Xian smiled slightly and said, "Who am I? Ghost horse, why are you looking for me? Are you impatient again?"

Ghost Horse's wide-eyed eyes narrowed slightly. The deaths that Zheng Xian brought to him were like humiliations time after time, and he had to ask for it back together with the principal and interest.

Nalan Jinfeng has been paying attention to Zheng Xian for a long time, and has long wanted to find Zheng Xian and kill him, but the ghost horse has always opposed it, not because he is afraid of Zheng Xian, but because Zheng Xian wants to hunt down those descendants for the human race, the ghost horse Although he was full of hatred and anger, he still understood the big truth and knew the severity, so he kept suppressing the flame in his heart. At this time, the last person who descended was eliminated, and he had to run to vent his anger.

Guima sneered and said, "Zheng Xian, I am no longer who I used to be."

"I can see that you are more immature than before."

"You..." The ghost horse was so angry that his seven orifices were filled with smoke. He was not good at arguing, and after becoming a baby, this aspect deteriorated a lot. A real dragon came out from under his feet. Dozens of meters long, not to mention the body.

Zheng Xian was suspended in the air at least a hundred meters at this time, but the giant dragon came out of the ground, less than half of it had reached Zheng Xian, and the dragon's mouth opened and bit down on Zheng Xian.

The alchemy cultivators around retreated sharply. The giant dragon had such a strong momentum that it squeezed the air away, and the huge airflow oscillated, making it difficult for them to parry.

Those big monks in the realm of stellar energy didn't move at all except those directly above the dragon's head, but they were quite surprised in their hearts, "It's amazing!"

Zheng Xian didn't expect the ghost horse to be so strong, and immediately retreated quickly, almost dodging from the dragon's mouth. The sound of the giant dragon's teeth knocking was like a thunderclap in the sky, and the lights of the city celebrating victory dimmed in the distance. , and then recovered after a few flashes.

At this time, a voice sounded in the distance, "Vodilong Zulong? This is the remnant vein of the Qing Dynasty dragon vein. It's a good thing. Dragon liver and phoenix gallbladder are the most suitable for drinking."

Everyone was stunned, Qiqi looked towards the place where the sound came from, and saw a golden light shrouded in the distance, a crazy monk followed by two monks, one strong and one young.

The mad monk laughed from afar, "Smile Chang, the old monk wants to ask you to return something from my apprentice."

Zheng Xian frowned slightly and said directly: "What is in my hands is mine."

The crazy monk obviously didn't expect that Zheng Xian would be so shameless that he would directly say such heartless words without even asking about anything.

But the crazy monk is not an ordinary person, he still laughed and said: "This thing is of no use to you, but it is related to the future of my apprentice, please give me a hand. If the benefactor is willing to return it, the poor monk is willing to help the benefactor How to resolve the current disaster?"

Zheng first looked the monk up and down, and then said: "You mean to help me kill all these monks, and this big dragon?"

The monks and ghost horses around couldn't help but frown slightly at this moment. If the monk hadn't come on a cloud, they would have regarded him as a lunatic.

Hearing the words, the mad monk shook his head again and again and said, "That's good, the benefactor has too much desire to kill. When the poor monk was young, he practiced a kind of Buddhist supernatural power, called the "Dead Man's Sutra". The scriptures came, and the three characters of the Dead Man Sutra on this scripture wandered around like snakes and insects.

"I can include these monks and this Voldemort in the scriptures. There is a desert and sea, another is called the sword hell, and there is an extreme sea. The environment inside is harsh, survival is difficult, and the aura is even thinner. The poor monk took them in and imprisoned them until they turned into bones, so that there is no need to kill, alas, we monks are too merciful, we don't see killing!"

The words of this crazy monk immediately attracted a lot of scolding.

"It's said that monks are the worst, and it's true!"

"That bald donkey don't leave for a while..."

In the far distance, on a mountain top, a big monkey followed by three boys, set up an awning and looked towards this side. The big monkey muttered, "Zheng Xian is mine..."

These words made the three boys and girls with braids behind them feel chills down their spines...

At this time, another voice sounded, "Tsk tsk, what a shameless monk, but I just like such shameless guys, tsk tsk, what a big faucet, it happens that I need a pet to relieve my boredom when traveling in the Xinghai, this thing is good, I want it Already!"

The voice didn't sound loud, but it was quite powerful. It was like a knife was carved into the hearts of all the people present. For those who hadn't met each other, the voice already made most of the monks present feel terrified.

Those big monks in the realm of stellar energy were startled, and they all looked up.

Monk Epilepsy chuckled, as if he knew that such a person was there, but he also looked in the direction of the voice.

I saw a thin man sitting on a white cloud, his eyes were full of smiles, and he was holding a round bead in his hand. This round bead is not ordinary at first glance, it should be a magic weapon, and it is also a piece of comparable quality. It's a good magic weapon, because the magic weapon has already given birth to divine thoughts, and it screams. At least it is a spiritual weapon, and it may even be a wonderful weapon that can be cultivated by itself. At this time, the thin man unexpectedly swallowed the round Zhu took a bite and chewed it, it was crunchy, it made these people feel toothache.

"By the way, this Zheng Xian belongs to me. I plan to treat him as my little friend and travel the stars together. Who wants to fight with me?"

As the words of struggle were spoken, the surrounding clouds violently swayed, as if being killed by thousands of long knives and long swords, the thick clouds instantly shattered, the moonlight poured down from above, and mercury fell on the man.

The cultivator of the Yin Poison Sect was stunned and said in a low voice: "What's going on? Once the descendants are eliminated, all ghosts and snakes will come out?"

This cultivator in the state of Gang Qi obeyed the sacred order of the Three Great Sages of Swallowing Heaven and Ten Earths and eating people. He has been preparing for a whole year, waiting to kill Zheng Xian. It was still heard by the skinny man on top of the head, and he laughed dryly and said: "Ghosts and snakes? This is a curse, forget it, I am in a good mood today, you give me a magic weapon that can be seen Eat, and I will spare you!"

The cultivator of the Yin Poison Sect is in the realm of stellar energy, and he has his own arrogance. Besides, he does not have magic weapons, but magic weapons are becoming less and less among the entire immortal cultivators. In his hands, there are even magic weapons that have been passed down for thousands of years, with spirituality , like the monk's own son, how could he give it to others so easily?

The monk Jie Jie sneered and said: "What a big tone, if you want my lord's magic weapon, you can get it yourself!"

After the monk finished speaking, he heard a soft sound in his ear, and then his pupils shrank suddenly. The thin monk who was still in the sky suddenly appeared in front of his eyes without any perception at all. The cultivator felt a sudden pain in his mouth, and there was a crackling sound, and the magic weapon ball that seemed to be eaten in the thin man's hand was stuffed into his mouth in one fell swoop, smashing all his teeth.

This is not the most frightening thing for the cultivator of the Insidious Sect. What scares him the most is that his whole body is stiff now, like a thousand long swords and knives added to his body. He dare not move at all, his body is like a clay sculpture , completely disobeying his orders.

I saw the emaciated monk reaching out and groping on him.

The cultivator of the Poisonous Sect was shocked, but he was still unwilling to admit defeat. There were hundreds of monks from the Poisonous Sect behind him, and three hundred monks were rushing over not far away. This man was only one person. What is there to be afraid of?

The cultivator of the Poison Sect immediately sneered and said, "Want my magic weapon? Dreaming! Unless you hack me! You must have heard the name of my Poison Sect before, dare you?"

There was a crisp cracking sound like a sharp knife cutting a watermelon. The cultivator of the Vicious Sect showed an expression of disbelief, and then a bloodstain as thin as a hair spilled from the center of his eyes, and then the bloodshot stretched all the way down, directly to his crotch.

"No, no no no no..."

Before the cultivator of the Poisonous Sect finished yelling the terrified scream, his body was split into two and fell down in two pieces. The cultivator of the Poisonous Sect was terrified, and hurriedly wanted to be reborn with flesh and blood to repair his body, but found two pieces of body There seems to be a gap between them, no longer from the same body, they are mutually exclusive and cannot be integrated, and the cultivator of the Poisonous Sect wants to regenerate flesh and blood, but in the end, he finds out in despair that all his cultivation and supernatural powers are gone at this time , blood gushed out from the wound, together with the ten qi he had spent more than ten years storing.

The vicious cultivator was extremely unwilling, and with his eyes, he looked again at the thin man who came out from nowhere, and saw that he saw his son-like magic weapon, the divine light, from him at some point. Touching it, at this time he was laughing and biting off the Divine Light Saw, and the Divine Light Saw let out a fierce howl, that sound...

The thinking of the cultivator of the insidious door stops here.

The thin man looked regretfully at the monk who had been smashed to pieces, and then looked up at the crowd: "Who else wants to laugh and argue with me?"