Cultivation starts from being a ghost

Chapter 459 Bloodwashing Hot Spring Mountain
Qianqiuzong and the people from Fengyuan searched all night. Although they couldn't find anyone, they concluded that Qin Chuan hadn't left because they discovered the broken restriction in the cave.

"Senior Han, what should we do next? If we don't catch Qin, there will be endless troubles for our tribe!"

"Patriarch Bai, don't worry, this person is also the one we want to arrest. I have already sent a message, and two teams will come to support in the near future. As long as we can delay for a day, I believe he will not escape with wings!"

The curly-bearded old man thought for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said, "I will mobilize my clansmen to surround this hot spring mountain. As soon as he shows his head, we will know immediately!"

"Okay, even if there are some sacrifices, it is for the long-term security of your clan leader. It is very wise for you to do so!"

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Qin Chuan didn't know that he was regarded as a turtle in an urn. After nourishing his energy in the Xumi space, he escaped from Hot Spring Mountain. As soon as he appeared, he heard someone shouting, "here...he is here... "

Not only that, there were people beating gongs and drums to warn!

Seeing many people with bows, arrows, axes, and rolling pins frantically flocking towards him, including young and robust hunters, women and elderly people, and even half-grown children, he suddenly felt a sense of being submerged in the vast ocean of the people. ", of course, this feeling quickly turned into a sneer on his face.

In addition to these mortals, the first to come were two monks of the construction period and a dozen monks of the qi refining period. Judging by their attire, they should belong to the Qianqiu tribe. Mortals, as long as they attack him, they will not let go.

The dusty blue light gourd covered his whole body. Although these people were all chickens and dogs in his eyes, he still made a defense out of caution.

Those low-quality magic treasures and magic weapons hit the blue mask, they can only make ripples, but can't break through the defense at all, and his army-breaking thorn, circling in the crowd, does not need to use any high-level sword control skills , Just relying on some hacking and chopping, the two foundation building monks and a group of Qi refining monks were killed on the spot.

Those women and half-grown children didn't dare to rush forward when they saw these tragic limbs, but those young and strong were not afraid of death, some opened their bows and arrows, and some rushed forward to hack and kill.

"Looking for death!" The Po Jun stab turned into more than a dozen blade lights, and all of them died in an instant, and then, they were broken corpses all over the place. After several times, no one dared to step forward.

"Your surname Qin, you are so devastated that you actually slaughtered ordinary people!" The bearded old man arrived with a dozen Foundation Establishment cultivators, and there were still many light spots approaching here in the distance.

"This is what you asked for! Hanhai traitors deserve to die!" Qin Chuan sneered, flew into the air, and took out the bird whistle, and the piercing sound sounded. He fell to the ground with his head in his arms and wailed in pain, and then those monks in the foundation building stage and the gas refining stage, and the bearded old man only supported for a moment, and released a flying sword to slash, which was his only attack, and then he also slashed at the ground. come down.

The Army Breaking Stab flew out, harvesting life non-stop. Except for the old man, none of the other monks were left, and all of them were beheaded.

As soon as the bearded old man was imprisoned and thrown into the Sumeru space, the square-faced middle-aged monk had already led a dozen people to arrive. Seeing the dead bodies all over the ground, the coldness in his eyes became more intense, "You are so vicious, don't be afraid Are you condemned by God?"

"Heh! You invaded the vast sea from a distance of thousands of miles, and the number of people who died was more than hundreds of millions. If you want to talk about God's punishment, it will not be my turn, right?"

"Don't use your tongue, today we will eliminate harm for these common people, let's go together!"

More than a dozen people were divided into three waves, and they stood in the shape of a finished product. Following the order of the square-faced monk, they immediately began to attack.

Of course, Qin Chuan would not just stand there and be beaten. He ordered Kunpeng's flying boots to arc in a wide range, and then flew high into the sky. Just after flying more than twenty feet, he was blocked by a space barrier that suddenly appeared, and the magic weapon of those monks Attacking in three directions, the cooperation is extremely tacit.

The dust and blue light gourd has excellent defense, but it is definitely impossible to defend against so many magic weapons, so the only choice is to dodge.

The performance of Kunpeng's flying boots had been fully developed by him long ago, his body paused slightly, and then fell sharply downwards.

"Don't let him escape!" The square-faced monk yelled, and at the same time gathered a space barrier again, and the magic weapons of those monks followed.

Suddenly, Qin Chuan's figure flickered and turned into six figures, and then dispersed in a rush. It was impossible to tell which one was real and which one was fake for a while.

This group of monks was obviously well-trained, and they didn't mess up their formation due to the mutation. Every two or three people attacked one of the figures, and five of them turned into fluorescent lights in the blink of an eye.

"He's over there!" The square-faced cultivator ordered while manipulating the magic weapon to attack.

Three or two ordinary magic weapons could not break through the defense of the Dust and Green Light Gourd. Qin Chuan escaped from the siege and finally had a chance to fight back. He sent the Kunpeng Flying Boots to roam around, and at the same time, the music of the Raging Sea Demon began to play again, which was weird. The sound waves penetrated directly into the sea of ​​consciousness, and the soul resonated, as if a small boat on the sea was bumping endlessly.

The higher the cultivation level, the more stable the primordial spirit. As a late-stage great cultivator, the square-faced monk was the least affected. There were two Nascent Souls who could barely support it, but the others couldn't do it. They covered their heads in pain. Unable to concentrate on manipulating magic weapon attacks.

Qin Chuan has been waiting for this opportunity because he has not retracted the army-breaking stab, and countless sword threads cut towards this group of people with the sound of piercing through the air.

Their lives were seriously threatened, and these originally calm monks immediately tried their best to save their lives.

The silk of sword has always been the most commonly used group battle skill for high-level sword repairers. Ordinary light escape can't be dodged at all, so the first unlucky ones are those who try to dodge. There are constant screams. The head was cut off, and a piece of scalp was cut off. Instead, the monks who defended with magic weapons or talismans saved their lives.

"Don't mess up, pay attention to the formation!" The square-faced monk didn't care about attacking Qin Chuan, and manipulated his hammer-shaped magic weapon to hit the Pojun thorn, intending to prevent the Pojun thorn from showing its power again.

The corners of Qin Chuan's mouth curled up slightly. To capture the thief, he first captured the king. He had only one goal from the beginning to the end. He shook the Qiankun bracelet with both arms, and two thunderbolts hit the square-faced monk.

The square-faced monk just dodged sideways, and a thick finger poked at his forehead. He hurriedly tilted his head and dodged narrowly. His precious hammer almost teleported behind him, and then slashed in the air.

In a haste, he drew out a shield to defend, and the shield was broken by a blow. At this moment, warning signs piled up in his heart, knowing that something was wrong, the treasure armor instantly burst into brilliant brilliance, and at the same time A wall of cyan light emerged.

Two layers of defense are enough to withstand a blow from a fake Lingbao, but how can the means of fatal blow be ordinary goods?
Nine thick electric snakes pierced through the cyan light wall like rot and decay. The top-quality armor has good defense, but after being ravaged by these electric snakes, the precious light has dimmed, and the square-faced monk's hair stood on end, trembling all over, almost Unable to move, the Pojun stab appeared behind him again like a poisonous snake waiting for an opportunity.

At the critical moment, two flying swords flew out from the slanting stabs, blocking the army-breaking stabs, and the people who issued the flying swords were the two Nascent Soul cultivators.

The square-faced monk did not get out of danger because of this. At some point, Qin Chuan was only a few feet away from him. He freed his right hand and first sent a mad dragon cracking sky strike, which sent the opponent flying several feet away, and then kicked him with another big foot. It was said that this kick was created based on the Tongtian Qinlong Shou, and someone defined it as "the sky's broken foot".

Those monks who were frightened by the sound of demons had already left the battlefield, and there was no time to rescue them. Only the two Nascent Souls could rescue them. One of them desperately entangled Qin Chuan, while the other caught it and was kicked by a big foot. , the square-faced monk who fell like a torn sack, and then quickly fled to the distance, until he left the attack range, and then had time to check the injury of their leader.

At this time, the square-faced monk had more than half of his sternum and ribs broken, his skin was severely burned, and his Nascent Soul was also damaged and unable to escape. He had already lost [-]% of his life.

Qin Chuan failed to kill the target, and poured all his anger on the guy who blocked him, and the dusty blue light gourd suddenly gave off a gray air.

The man didn't know how powerful he was, so he hurriedly gathered a wind dragon to blow away the gray air, but the wind dragon had almost no effect on the gray air. As soon as he was wrapped in the gray air, he immediately felt his body stiff and his movements were greatly restricted.

Knowing something was wrong, he quickly took out a random teleportation talisman from the storage bag, but before it could be activated, a finger had already been poked on his head, and Nascent Soul was captured alive just after he escaped.

The Nascent Soul holding the monk with a square face, witnessed the tragic death of his companion, and then glanced at the remnants of the defeated soldiers who had gathered, the grief and indignation in his heart was beyond words, what does it mean to die before leaving the army?Isn't that what you're talking about?What's even more aggrieved is that the other party is just a cultivator at the golden core stage. If the world of cultivating immortals in Hanhai is full of such monsters, the plan to occupy Hanhai is simply a big joke!

"Retreat!" Seeing Qin Chuan rushing over again, he hastily ordered to retreat. The others had been waiting for his words, and they scattered in an instant.

"It's cheap for you!" Qin Chuan still had things to do, so he gave up the pursuit.

There are tens of thousands of people stunned by the magic sound on the ground. For the monks of the Qianqiu tribe, no matter how high or low they are, he will kill all of them. As for ordinary people, he still can't be ruthless, but poison him He will not let anyone off the family.

After the bloodbath of Hot Spring Mountain, he found a place to search the soul of the bearded old man, and the doubts in his heart were easily solved.

Murong Ke is a god-like existence to the Qianqiu tribe, and he is their spiritual leader. The killing of Murong Ke at the beginning could not be kept a secret. When the news got here, the portrait of Qin was regarded as the object of resentment , and almost every family has a copy of this portrait, so he was recognized as soon as he appeared.

As for the secret library, it was urgently relocated after recognizing him. Another Jindan of the Qianqiu tribe took more than [-] talented children and hid in the thousands of miles of coniferous forest not far from Hot Spring Mountain. , those people are the seeds of a comeback in the future.

After learning about the situation, Qin Chuan immediately flew out to the coniferous forest without saying a word. If these people don't die, he will have trouble sleeping and eating!

When he arrived at the hiding place, he found that it was still a step too late. Judging from the traces left on the ground, they hadn't left for a long time.
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