The Return of the Immortal of the City

Chapter 313 This fairy beats you until you are convinced (first update)
Chapter 340: This Fairy Beats You Up To Convincing (Subscribe, Reward)
As soon as the two sides fought, the disciples of the Xuantian Sect immediately fell into a difficult situation.

The two Xuantian Sect disciples who were already injured almost died on the spot. Besides, another disciple was injured by the people from Ghost King Valley.

"The offal of Ghost King Valley, if you take advantage of others' danger, aren't you afraid of my Xuantianzong's wrath?"

Senior brother Cheng Juefeng roared angrily.

After all, his cultivation base is higher than those of his juniors, and he can bear the consumption of spiritual energy.

But being attacked so fiercely by the ghost king valley group, he couldn't bear it at the moment, and even got wounded in many places on his body.

"You Xuantian Sect is a great sect, so isn't my Ghost King Valley? How could you be afraid of Xuantian Sect? Hey, even if you are all killed here, who would know!"

The leading Guiwanggu disciple looked arrogant and vicious, and waved his hand, "Kill them all immediately, so as not to cause trouble!"

There are criss-cross tunnels here, who knows if someone will bump into them suddenly.

Among the sects, the surface has always been peaceful.

Although some disciples were killed by other sects, they were all done secretly.

If so many disciples of Xuantianzong died all at once, and there are still a few disciples with good aptitude, especially Cheng Juefeng, known as the big brother of Xuantianzong, with extraordinary aptitude and cultivation.

With Cheng Juefeng dead, Xuantianzong would definitely not let it go.

But as long as they did it cleanly, no one would necessarily know that it was Guiwanggu who did it.

The six Ghost King Valley disciples each made a tactic with their right hands, entrusting the skeleton's head to form a formation, surrounding the Xuantian Sect disciples in the middle.

Skull heads flew in mid-air, wisps of black air spewed out from the seven orifices of the skulls, and the whole tunnel was filled with a sinister aura, just like Qingming sacrifices and the four-ninth night of returning to the soul, it was so cold that it made people shudder.

In a blink of an eye, a disciple of Xuantian Sect went straight to the end, bleeding from seven orifices, and black smoke billowing from his nostrils.

"The black gas is poisonous, everyone hold your breath!"

Big Brother Cheng Juefeng saw this, immediately reminded him loudly, and responded with his breath held!
The other disciples of Xuantian Sect didn't dare to be careless, so they quickly followed suit.

But taking advantage of this opportunity, the disciples of Ghost King Valley immediately launched an offensive when the black air surrounded them.

The disciples of Xuantian Sect who were caught off guard fell two more.

Seeing that there were only three disciples left in the Xuantian Sect, Cheng Juefeng looked desperate and angry: "Kill my Xuantian Sect disciples, and I, Cheng Juefeng, will not let you go even if I am a ghost!"

"Jie Jie, our Ghost King Valley is the ancestor of playing ghosts. Even if you become a ghost, you are still subject to us."

A group of Ghost King Valley disciples laughed wildly and attacked the remaining three disciples of Xuantian Sect like an overwhelming attack.

The three of Cheng Juefeng had long been exhausted, and they were about to die under the siege of Ghost King Valley disciples.

At the very moment, a figure in tattered clothes rushed forward from a distance with a strong momentum, and at the same time shouted angrily: "Ma De, dare to touch my disciple of Xuantian Sect, if you dare to be an old monk, you can't be blind!"

"Uncle, uncle..."

"Master, save me..."

When the three Xuantian Sect disciples saw the figure flying over by Burst, they were overjoyed and let out a loud cry.

Surviving a desperate situation, their combat effectiveness immediately exploded.

The three Xuantian Sect disciples suddenly broke out with extraordinary combat power, which surprised all the disciples of Ghost King Valley and did not dare to respond to their sharpness.

In the sky, a monk with a bald head was covered in bulging cassock, with a ferocious and angry expression on his face, but he was shaking a handle of Buddha dust in his hand.

Buddha dust, this thing is originally owned by people who practice Taoism, but it is held in the hands of a monk, and it keeps shaking, with a strong momentum, the scene is very strange.

But the disciples of Ghost King Valley didn't care whether the monk took Buddha dust strangely, instead they looked terrified.

The coercion of the final stage of foundation establishment was so overwhelming that the disciples of Ghost King Valley couldn't breathe, and they couldn't even arouse the emotion of resistance.

The dust of the Buddha is like a steel whip, whipping at will.

The rolling force was huge, and immediately sent the two Guiwanggu disciples flying out.One hit the rock wall of the tunnel, and fell in a mess.

One was even more unlucky, being thrown directly onto the magma surface, screaming and falling rapidly.

But just as the disciple fell several meters, there was a beast roar from the surface of the magma sea, and a huge fire dragon beast jumped out with its teeth and claws.

The huge mouth like a crocodile opened, and the sharp fangs were exposed, like a huge barbed funnel, opening to the sky, waiting for food.

In the terrified expressions of all the ghost king valley disciples, the ghost king valley disciple fell into the huge mouthpart of the fire dragon beast without any mistakes.

Accompanied by the crackling sound of bones, the Fire Dragon Beast closed its mouth, rolled its head, and dived directly into the fiery red magma, leaving a small spray.

"go!"

The leading disciple of Ghost King Valley didn't have time to hesitate, and jumped up first, surrounded by black energy, and fled quickly under cover.

The other Ghost King Valley disciples didn't dare to stay, and hurriedly scattered and fled.

In the blink of an eye, the people from Ghost King Valley disappeared without a trace.

Only the bodies of the three Xuantian Sect disciples were left on the ground, and Cheng Juefeng and the other three were in grief and joy.

"Uncle, they...they...dead...!" A Xuantian Sect disciple choked up and sobbed.

"Cry so hard, they sacrificed their lives for the sect, and the sect will never forget their names!"

Zhao Zhijing raised his voice with a noble sentiment, and then stretched out his hand to look at the heads of the remaining three people one by one, "Let you little bastards practice hard on weekdays, but you don't listen. Now you know the importance of power?!"

The three of Cheng Juefeng were obedient and did not dare to refute.

"Okay, everyone is crying and embarrassing to Xuantianzong!" Seeing the three guys' low-browed and pleasing attitudes, Zhao Zhijing felt angry again, stretched out his hand, took pictures from the air, and directly One thing from the three dead Xuantian Sect disciples was taken away.

With another flick of the fingers, a flame burst out and landed on the three corpses in an instant.

The corpse burned instantly, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into ashes.

When the corpse was burning, Zhao Zhijing's eyes flashed with sorrow, as if he could see through the vicissitudes of the world. When he opened his eyes again, he had resumed his original cynical attitude, "Bring their relics back to the sect, and bury them generously!"

It would be a long way to go back with the corpse, and it was unrealistic; moreover, there were many dangers here, and the only way for these three people to rest here was to rest in peace.

"You little bastards of Ghost King Valley, don't let me touch you again, hum!" Zhao Zhijing waved his hands with a gloomy look on his face, "You three little bastards follow me, don't get lost!"

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At the entrance of another tunnel, a brutal fight is taking place at the moment, not between humans, but between beasts and humans.

Su Qingshuang, who was dressed in white, had a fiery red fruit in her jade hands, her beautiful eyes were interested in looking at the Fire Dragon Beast that was slapped away by her palm, and then roared back angrily, her pretty face was full of playfulness: "Small sample!" , not convinced. Come again if you are not convinced, this fairy will beat you until you are convinced!"

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