Abandoned Master's Cultivation

Shrouded in soul power, none of the dozens of Kunlun palace disciples escaped, and all the fragile souls were imprisoned. Jiang Wuchen waved the purple horn to kill the dragon and the owl slaughtered!

These disciples whose souls were imprisoned did not lose consciousness. They were terrified when they saw their companions being led by owls.

This is also what Jiang Wuchen did on purpose. The purpose is to make these people feel the fear of death.

There was a bloody rain in the sky, and the bodies of dozens of Kunlun disciples fell in disorder.

"Xiao Hei, burn them up!" Jiang Wuchen said indifferently.

Xiao Hei flew over, spewed out dragon breath and burned all these blood and bodies into black residue.

Not far away, Meng youruo rode on the cold ice Jiao and then came.

Wang Qiushui, a disciple of Jianzong, was very excited when he took medicine.

"Lord!"

"I'll see you, master!"

"If the patriarch didn't come in time, we were afraid... We would die of humiliation." smokeless said.

Jiang Wuchen's indifferent look eased slightly, "get up."

Many disciples quickly got up and gathered around.

Innocent and smokeless have a good relationship with Jiang Wuchen. Seeing Meng youruo as an immortal at the moment, I also understand that this is the Lord's sweetheart. I can't help feeling lonely and sad.

Wang Qiu Shuidao: "my major is more refined than before."

He took the medicine and said, "Lord, what should we do this time? What's the matter with these Kunlun palace disciples? Why did they attack us? Why did he call the LORD a demon?"

Jiang Wuchen sighed and said, "if you want to add sin, you have no choice. Now the practice world has been completely disordered. I didn't want to participate. However, these people have always refused to let me go. In that case, let's start. Kill as many as you come!"

Everyone felt a chill after hearing this.

In particular, Jiang Wuchen killed dozens of Kunlun palace disciples just now, just like chopping melons and vegetables, with the help of God.

"Wang Qiushui, with medicine, is innocent and smokeless. He gathers all the disciples of the sword sect and rushes to the ethereal palace." Jiang Wuchen said.

"We are not afraid of death and are willing to resist the enemy with the Lord!" smokeless said.

Jiang Wuchen smiled faintly, "these enemies are not what you can fight. If you really want to help, you can improve your cultivation as soon as possible and leave now."

Then they packed up their things and flew to the ethereal palace overnight under the leadership of Xiaohei and other dragon families.

Jianzong is empty, and Jiang Wuchen and Meng youruo stay. They stand hand in hand on the cliff of Dongling Mountain. In the distance, the fairy fog is shrouded, and the spirit of Yuanling is very strong. The sunset is red in the west, and a large fire cloud is very beautiful.

"This was the scene I thought in my heart. With my beloved, I worked at sunrise and rested at sunset to enjoy the natural scenery and feel the beauty of heaven and earth."

"You feel uneasy. The scenery is beautiful and you can't see it." Meng youruo said.

Jiang Wuchen smiled, "with you, my heart is much calmer, otherwise... I'm afraid I'll rush to the Kunlun palace and kill myself."

"You went to the Kunlun palace because of a reckless man. Even if you have high accomplishments, can you defeat cizheng? Can you defeat cizheng, and can you resist those old Gou saints?" Meng youruo said.

"Ha ha ha." Jiang Wuchen smiled, "maybe not."

"Life is like this. As early as Tang Sheng, President of the martial arts academy, said the prophecy, it has been explained that all these are established facts. We have made efforts, but it is of no help." Meng youruo seems to be open to it.

"I haven't gone to the tomb of my father-in-law and mother-in-law yet." Jiang Wuchen said.

Meng youruo's eyes were red. "The family was slaughtered. I'm afraid there were no bodies."

"Give me a few minutes. Later, we'll go to the capital." Jiang Wuchen said.

Meng youruo's eyes suddenly looked behind her. She could feel that there were three powerful vitality rushing here hundreds of miles away.

Just before Jiang Wuchen killed the Kunlun palace disciples, the disciples crushed the jade slips and sent out a signal for help. These three spirits must have come to rescue.

However, although the three vitality are strong, they are not strong enough to resist. Meng youruo can feel that only one breath is slightly stronger than her, and the remaining two are not as strong as her.

These three breath come here, I'm afraid nine times out of ten they will also be killed.

Jiang Wuchen stayed here to attract these people. He was afraid that he had made up his mind to fight.

"Stay here and wait for me." Jiang Wuchen said, his toes a little, his body suddenly disappeared and appeared again in the air.

The first breath is coming. This is a disciple of the Kunlun palace Presbyterian Institute. The saint Da Yuanman is the most powerful of the three breath.

Jiang Wuchen stood in the air holding a purple horn dragon butcher, with a indifferent smile on his face, "I thought it would attract a lot of people. I didn't expect you to be the only one."

The man was under pressure in the face of Jiang Wuchen, like a great enemy, "Jiang Wuchen... Where's my master?"

"Which is your master?"

"Hmm? Didn't you... Meet your mentor?"

"Which is the spirit root of flying sword?"

"That's right!" the spirit root of flying sword is extremely rare. It must be owned by your mentor.

"I killed him."

Upon hearing this, the disciple shivered, "kill..."

Jiang Wuchen smiled, "what's your name? I'll answer when someone asks."

"We... Fang Xuanshan!" said the disciple. Then he suddenly took a concealed weapon from the heaven and earth bag and threw it at Jiang Wuchen. He turned and ran away.

It's a spirit snake dart. It has reached the spirit level and can pierce the vitality of the saint's cultivation. It belongs to the top existence in the category of concealed weapons.

Jiang Wuchen waves the purple horn to kill the dragon, instantly splits the concealed weapon into several halves, and immediately stretches out the palm. The Dragon absorbs water and uses its magic power to suck all the fragments of the concealed weapon into the palm.

Looking at the escape of Fangxuan mountain, Jiang Wuchen moved in an instant and blocked in front of Fangxuan mountain.

"Ah!" the latter was surprised, "blink, you... Are all right!" after that, he turned and ran away again.

Jiang Wuchen's soul power is released, like a spear. When he drives a secluded mountain into the spirit sea of Fangxuan mountain, the latter's body immediately stops in the air and his soul is imprisoned.

Jiang Wuchen slowly flew to him, "I'm called a demon, right?"

Fang Xuanshan Lian's face was filled with fear, and his body could not move.

"Demons... Do you know how many demons I killed? It's really ironic that you call them demons now. If you know this, I won't give any of the demons I captured!"

In the distance, two reinforcements came.

The two men, who had just entered the holy land, were on a mission near Dongling Mountain. After receiving the rescue here, they rushed over and saw Jiang Wuchen and Fang Xuanshan. They were surprised and rushed to Jiang Wuchen at the same time.

"Demon! Let go of my senior brother..."

Spirit!

Another demon.

Jiang Wuchen is furious and turns to chop a knife.

The soul force and vitality of the blade are integrated, and the blade awn brings extremely strong pressure to the two people, and they don't even respond. First, the soul is imprisoned by the soul force, and then the body is cut in half by the blade awn.

In the eyes of Jiang Wuchen, this kind of ordinary disciples who reluctantly become saints is no different from ordinary mole ants.