The strongest starting system

Chapter 548 Qin Wuyou

The Qingtian Qingmu gradually rotted, turned into clods of soil, gradually annihilated and disappeared, drifted in the air with the wind, and fell with a crash.

The eyes of the people in Qingmu Holy Land glared angrily, Zhao Wushuang's sudden attack almost everyone did not react.

He must get the refining liquid, no matter what the price is, because only in this way can the current shackles of the physical body be broken, and the original crystal can continue to be used.

In order to improve his strength, Zhao Wushuang can do nothing, even if the opponent is the Holy Land, it can't stop him from advancing.

The Great Elder of Qingmu Holy Land was furious!The whole body's aura exploded, and a giant hand that covered the sky suddenly rose violently, and came to kill Zhao Wushuang!
"Shuzi is so brave!"

Zhao Wushuang casually put the refining liquid into the system space, and looked at the Great Elder of the Qingmu Holy Land who came to kill him indifferently, two divine lights suddenly shot out from his eyes!

rumbling...

The divine light directly shattered the big hand that covered the sky through time and space, and then directly bombarded the Great Elder of the Qingmu Holy Land with undiminished power.

There is no resistance at all, Zhao Wushuang's terrifying strength is not something that a small half-saint can resist.

The divine light that contained the power of blood was so terrifying, in the blink of an eye, the Great Elder of the Cyanwood Holy Land fell, and his soul was annihilated.

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing the Great Elder of Aoki Holy Land, reward experience 2000."

The tragic death of the Great Elder and the Holy Son terrified the disciples of the Cyanwood Holy Land. Although they hated the wicked Zhao Wushuang in their hearts, they were more afraid of his powerful strength.

"The Holy Son and the Great Elder just... just fell away like this?"

"When did such a monster appear in Xuanming Holy Land? I've never heard of it before."

"Damn! This matter must be reported to the Holy Master, he is dead!"

A small group of people who had obtained immortal fate fled frantically and flew towards the Holy Land. They must report this matter to the Holy Land, and they must let Zhao Wushuang die!

Looking at the fleeing people, Zhao Wushuang smiled slightly and pointed his finger towards the crowd.

boom!
I saw a huge magic finger flying out of the void, killing all the fleeing people with a distance of thousands of miles!

"Ding! Congratulations to the host for successfully killing several disciples of the Aoki Sacred Land, the reward experience is 100."

"This..." Seeing the tragic death of the fellow disciple, the remaining people were terrified, trembling all over, feeling a sense of powerlessness spontaneously.

"Why are you in a hurry? Wouldn't the Holy Lord know about the fall of the Holy Son? Just wait, whoever dares to move, kill!" Zhao Wushuang's eyes turned cold, and the murderous aura burst out, and the scarlet killing aura swept out. , rendering the surrounding space blood red.

Zhao Wushuang's warning played a great deterrent effect. The people in Qingmu Holy Land have long been scattered after losing their backbone. Now that there is Zhao Wushuang, the devil here, how can they have any thoughts of escaping?
I just meditated in my heart, hoping that the Holy Master would come sooner, otherwise they would probably die here tragically.

One man guards the gate and ten thousand men cannot open it. Zhao Wushuang is suspended in mid-air, and with the power of one man, he can frighten all heroes!

How domineering is this?Many women from the Holy Land looked at Zhao Wushuang with little stars flashing in their eyes.

However, the faces of the people in Xuanming Holy Land are not so good-looking, especially the Great Elder Ming Ming, who has a very bad complexion.

"Asshole! Who recruited this guy?" Mingming knew very well what the holy sons and elders in the Holy Land represented.

Now they were all killed by Zhao Wushuang who was the Holy Land of Xuanming, what would happen after that could be known with his toes.

Just experienced a jihad, if they experience another wave after Xianjiang, then their entire Holy Land strength will fall back a lot!
"You bastard! Get out of here!" The Qiqiao of Mingmingqi pointed at Zhao Wushuang and yelled.

The surrounding disciples looked at the Great Elder who was so angry in surprise. In their impression, the Great Elder always had a blue face, either dark or cold all day long.

Being so angry was undoubtedly because Zhao Wushuang's outrageous behavior made him unable to control his anger anymore.

If Mingming knew that Baili Juechen, the holy son of Yaochi Holy Land, also killed himself, he might be so angry that he vomited blood directly.

Zhao Wushuang spread his hands and slowly returned to the base camp of Xuanming Holy Land.

When he came to Mingming, Zhao Wushuang smiled and said, "Elder, don't be so angry, they are just a bunch of rotten fish and shrimps, I can handle it by myself."

"You... do you want to piss me off? Do you know what you're doing?" Ming Ming looked at Zhao Wushuang who was smiling, wishing he could slap him to death.

If it weren't for his strength, Ming Ming would really do this.

Zhao Wushuang nodded and said: "Naturally, I know that the immortal fate of Qingmu Shengzi is of great use to me, and Xianjiang didn't say that he couldn't snatch it, did he? Besides, there are still many disciples in our holy land who have been snatched by their holy land. I will do this It's nothing more than revenge."

"You...you..." Ming Mingqi's beard blew, and his old face flushed red.

"Hmph, you are satisfied, so what should we do? When the Qingmu Holy Land investigates, we will be the ones who will suffer."

"That is, you have offended Canglan Palace and Jianxuan Holy Land, and now you have killed Seiko Qingmu, you are really a bastard."

"If you are really accountable, you can still be as tough as you are today."

The disciples ran against Zhao Wushuang, looked at him with disgust, and spoke viciously one after another.

Zhao Wushuang's eyes turned cold, his murderous aura quietly released, the temperature of the air dropped instantly, and he said in a deep voice, "Put away your ugly faces, what is I going to do, why do I do it, it's not your turn to make irresponsible remarks."

Feeling Zhao Wushuang's terrifying killing intent, those who spoke quickly shut their mouths, as if they had forgotten Zhao Wushuang's supernatural power.

"You have passed." Suddenly a voice came slowly, Zhao Wushuang took a closer look and found that it was Qin Wuyou, the Holy Son of Xuanming Holy Land.

Qin Wuyou took a step forward and came to Zhao Wushuang in an instant. Although there was no expression on his face, Zhao Wushuang could still catch a killing intent from the depths of his eyes.

"Oh? So what does the Holy Son want? Punish me and hand me over?" Zhao Wushuang laughed jokingly. In his eyes, the Holy Son was no different from an ant, and he could die with just a breath.

"You are from the Xuanming Holy Land, and I am the Holy Son. What you need to do and how to do it, you must obey me." Qin Wuyou said coldly.

"Haha!" Zhao Wushuang laughed loudly, rolling backwards and forwards, as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world.

"I listen to you? What are you? It's true that I am from Xuanming Holy Land, but you are not qualified to order me." Zhao Wushuang smiled contemptuously, showing his disdain.

"Presumptuous!" Qin Wuyou yelled loudly, and a wave of terrifying sound came towards Zhao Wushuang.

The robe was blown up, Zhao Wushuang looked at Qin Wuyou without changing his face, and said, "Holy Son, you are so majestic, but I don't know if you have the capital to be arrogant."

brush!
Qin Wuyou suddenly took out a writing brush and a book from the storage ring!

(End of this chapter)