Cultivation In Troubled Times

"Poop poop" two times, two big heads are thrown high, and two blood columns are also spurted from the neck cavity of the two corpses kneeling on the ground. For a moment, the blood is pouring, and a fishy wind is rolling up.

Only two heads have not yet landed, two white awns rush out from their eyebrows, and they want to escape. Qingmengzi stands like a mountain. With a cold hum, the magic sword dances and spins again. After a halo of light passes by, the two white mans who want to go are stirred to pieces.

Poor xuanlingzi and chongtianzi, two strong men in ancient times, were killed by qingmengzi, the supreme ruler, because they were constrained and couldn't move. Even their spirits didn't escape. They were doomed!

"Elder martial brother..."

"Younger martial brother chongtian..."

Not far away, Huang Feng made two shrill shouts. It was obvious that they were the disciples of Xuanling and chongtian who had been killed. They were howling with grief and indignation when they saw their heads broken. Huang Feng, who was gathered together, was also eager to split his canthus, and the crowd was furious. He wanted to rush forward and tear up qingmengzi.

Qingmengzi, holding a magic sword, looks up to the sky and laughs, but he doesn't feel happy. On the contrary, he is more heavy or depressed than before.

"It's just killing two people who deserve to die, and you can't stand it?" Qingmengzi's forehead was bulging with green tendons and his face was ferocious. Looking at Huang Feng's disciples who were ready to move, he suddenly roared out: "what about the two families in the shallow wood world, the ordinary people, and the countless souls who left with injustice? Can they stand it? Can their descendants, my wife and I, bear it? You tell me, can you? "

At this point, qingmengzi's two lines of tears are rolling down, and their sound is like thunder roaring, and like the dying beast roaring.

"The law limits the law of the jungle; This is also the most reasonable way to survive the fittest! " After a long period of silence, it was the old man in yellow who took the lead in saying, "especially in our generation's eyes, don't say that killing people because of hatred, even if we don't know each other and pass by, it's also that the strong are the victors, while the weak are the fish. We can't say who is right and who is wrong!"

"If your family's ancestors had advanced cultivation and strong strength, they could kill all the other families! If you want to get revenge and fight, you can do it directly. Why do you need to find such a childish and farfetched reason! Ha ha... "When the old man in yellow said this, he looked up at the sky with disdain and laughed.

And a few high-ranking officials beside him also kept laughing. In the twinkling of an eye, the grief and indignation caused by the fall of Xuanling and chongtian seemed to disappear!

"You are the master of sheshenzong, sanxinjushi?" Green dream son facial expression iron green, stare at that Huang Yi old man to sink a voice to ask a way. His right hand, which was holding the sword, also kept shivering. It was obvious that his heart was not calm. And the blue dream butterfly on one side, also step forward, is the same beautiful eyes flash two cold awn, staring at the old man in yellow, speechless, seems to rush forward, bite him a piece of meat.

"Ha ha ha..." the old man in yellow looks up to the sky and laughs again. His voice is like a raging tide, which immediately causes a buzz in the space. It is obvious that his cultivation is not weak, and he can be regarded as the leader of Huang Feng's public cultivation.

"Yes! I am shooting at the three hearts of Shenzong! In order to fight for a magic weapon, the monk of the upper clan who was with your husband and wife at that time led to the killing of our sect leader and my elder brother. At that time, I was just a small Deputy sect leader. If you kill your brother in this way, you will die together! "

As soon as the old man in yellow stopped laughing, he immediately responded in a deep voice again: "in order to get revenge, I'd rather not have that magic weapon. I gathered dozens of big and small clans to wipe out your two ancestral monks, and then I killed your two families in the shallow wood world in order to root out the grass! Did not expect, or escaped two wolf cubs! But today is not too late. I didn't go to see you, but you sent me to the door! "

"They are just ordinary people, and you are all high monks. cut the weeds and dig up the roots? A group of ordinary people, to you, I'm afraid you will never have any threat... Why? Why don't you let them go? Tell me, why on earth is this? " Qingmengzi's eyes were congested and his manner was almost crazy; One side of the blue dream butterfly, also can't help but hide his face and cry.

"Why? Until now, you are still asking why! Ha ha ha... "Although the old man in Huang Yi's San Xin Ju Shi couldn't stop laughing, he didn't seem to be very happy in his laughter. The hatred that has lasted for more than ten thousand years has been entangled up to now, and neither side seems to be the winner.

"The strong face the weak, just as a mortal face an ant. Do you have to consider whether you step on a mole ant when you walk? And the so-called right and wrong is also relative to the weak. In the words of the strong, there is no right and wrong. There is only one result, that is, victory! "

San Xin Ju Shi looked down at the sky and looked at the person in front of him. His face was even more scornful. He added: "the weak are the weak. They will only find far fetched excuses to comfort or persuade themselves. Although your accomplishments are extraordinary, in my eyes, you are still a group of ants! Now I want to crush you to death. Do I have any reason to talk to you? "

"You... You..." qingmengzi was very angry and trembled all over. He pointed his sword at Sanxin Jushi. For a moment, he was so angry that he couldn't restrain himself any more. He yelled, "I'll kill you..."

In a flash, a cold light broke through the air and rose. It turned into a huge magic sword and cut it off at the head of the three heart hermit!

San Xin Ju Shi waved his hand to stop the eager man beside him. With a cold hum, he clapped his hand at the huge sword“ "Hoo" a huge golden palm appears in the sky, holding the huge sword

There was a loud bang, which made the ears tingle and the air flow curled wildly. All the people on both sides used Yuanli to cover the whole body, so as not to be affected by the force of tearing the void. Then they all looked at each other.

I saw that the Golden Palm had firmly grasped the huge sword, and it was still hanging in the air. Suddenly he saw the golden palm, stretched out a little finger and held the sword body with only four fingers. Just listen to a bang, that thick little finger, out of the palm, radial ground green dream son shot away. Before the giant finger arrived, a powerful air pressure like substance had been smashed down like a mountain. For a moment, the sand flies away and the earth changes color.

In the face of the semi ancient world, the blue and blue dreams standing together are as white as paper. Under the lock of a cold air engine, the blue and blue dreams have no way to avoid and retreat. A sense of hopeless powerlessness suddenly attacks all over the body, and they have to close their eyes to die!

Just at this time, a figure flashed, facing the golden little finger with the potential of wind and thunder, a blow blew in the past, instead of a hard hit.

"Boom" and "bang" are loud and loud, and there is a violent shock between heaven and earth. Countless friars on both sides who are slightly weak in cultivation, swept by a rapidly spreading energy wave, can't help but roll back and fly back, just like countless broken kites.

I saw that the golden little finger, a dull golden light on its surface, followed inch by inch, turned into a piece of golden fog; At the same time, this energy wave has already hit the golden palm of the sword.

When the white dazzling energy wave swept away, the golden palm and the huge sword quickly faded away and finally disappeared in the air.

I saw in the air, a man back hands, with empty pride, all over the body exudes a powerful. White head, face red light pan bright, it is the third of the purple three Yang - bath Yangzi!

It was he who came out in time to save the blue dream.

Blue double dream face pale, this escape from death, like a dream. Shuangshuang bows to yuyangzi deeply. Qingmengzi puts away his sword and retreats with blue dream butterfly in silence. The two of them knew that they could not help in the next battle.

"Semi ancient?" With a sneer, Sanxin swept the dragon like electricity, and then said, "only three and a half ancient people, plus a group of animals, can make a big wave? Today, let you have no return, hate and perish

Sanxin hermit's tone was vicious. Just then, the "beasts" in his words naturally refer to some supernatural beasts such as dragon and Danfeng; But Ziji Sanyang, after all, is only three. Compared with dozens of provisional and semi ancient strong men in Huangfeng, the strength gap is not small.

"Oh? Are you so sure? " The Dragon sends a message to ask Yu Yangzi to come back first. Then his eyes flash and he asks San Xin Ju Shi with great interest.