Dragon Vein Martial God

Because of misunderstanding, the devil chose to explode.

Looking at the swollen body, magic Xiu began to laugh wildly: "ha ha... Die with me!"

In a wild laugh, evil Xiu rushed towards Jiang Ting... He blew himself up by building the third floor of the foundation. Even Jiang Ting couldn't carry it.

Of course, he won't die. He has a thousand feather coat and a tiger hairpin to protect his body, plus a huge cultivation gap of three layers... At most, he is seriously injured. If he avoids well, he will only be disheartened.

Hide?

Jiang Ting did not dodge and stood in place: "self explosion? You just built three floors of the foundation. Where did you get your confidence to self explode in front of Jiang?"

The majestic mana is turned into a strong wind to slow down the momentum of the demon cultivation.

"Don't want to run!" Moxiu bit his teeth and was ready to break through the strong wind.

At this moment, he suddenly saw a flash of silver... Then he just felt a slight coolness in his neck.

What happened?

Without waiting for the devil to understand, he felt as if countless hot blood rose up along his neck, and only felt the picture of heaven and earth spinning.

In the whirling sky, he saw his body, but his body had no head.

What's more, he saw that his inflated body, which was about to explode, was like an air leaking balloon and quickly restored to its original state.

When he was ready to study carefully, endless darkness came... Submerged by the darkness, the demon cultivation lost all consciousness and didn't even have a name until he died.

He's dead.

When preparing to rush to Jiangting, Jiangting killed the owl head directly with a blade... Under the huge cultivation gap, he couldn't even react.

"Bang..." the corpse fell to the ground.

"Gululu..." the head that rose from the sky also fell to the ground and slowly stopped after rolling on the ground for many times.

Corpse, two points.

The spreading blood added a little blood to the streets of the town. The blood stained storage bag of demon Xiu flew towards Jiangting automatically without wind, and the contaminated blood disappeared quickly with the naked eye.

The people in the town looked at Jiang ting with trembling eyes and wanted to come up to thank him, but they were afraid of Jiang Ting's identity as a "ruthless immortal" and were afraid of being killed by Jiang ting.

Want to leave, but dare not.

Can only stand in Jiangting with a stiff body.

"Well... I feel much better." Jiang Ting stretched, with a little laziness and a little smile, turned back to the flying boat, controlled the flying boat and broke through the air again.

It doesn't make sense to think of mortals here.

When Jiangting disappeared into the sky, ordinary people in the town dared to try to get out of obstacles, rooms and yards.

After that, they will not blame Jiang ting for their resentment, but look at the streets and corpses again.

The heartache, sadness and other emotions that disappeared because of fear and fear rise again, tears and so on.

"Mom, mom, wake up..."

"Son... Wuwu..."

"Damn devil, what evil did Nanling town do... Wuwu..."

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Somewhere in Qiushui Pavilion, the sky.

Jiang Ting flies across the sky in a flying boat. The speed is not too fast, because he is studying the map... He is ready to see how to take the safest route under the area not close to the area marked on the map where the demon repair alliance appears.

How to fly, in order to maximize the distance from those "dangerous" areas.

"Hum... Hum..." because his anger was vented, and because he got the map, Jiang Ting rarely hummed a song.

It's not the song of this world, some words flash from time to time, and it's not the language that people in this world can understand... Of course, the communication between immortals never depends on language, but on divine thoughts.

No matter what language and dialect you speak, how difficult they are to understand. You can understand everything under your mind.

I don't know how long after flying.

Jiang Ting, who was still humming to relax and thinking about the route, suddenly turned his head and looked behind him... Far away in the sky, there were two streamers flying at a very fast speed.

If he continues to keep the current slow speed, he will be caught up in half an hour.

If you stand in place and don't understand, at most half a column of incense, the two streamers can be close.

Of course, if he chooses to move forward at full speed... Don't say he has a flying boat, even if there is no flying boat, it's not what the two people behind can catch up with.

"Avenge the devil?"

After pondering for a while, Jiang Ting shook his head slightly: "no, according to the mark on the map, there is no stronghold of the demon repair alliance nearby. Even if he is aware that the demon repair is killed, he can't come so soon... It seems that it should be a Qiao contract road."

Most importantly, the sixth sense intuition has no reaction... Then, if those two are enemies, there is no threat to them. If they are not enemies... Since they are not enemies, they still pay attention to what they do.

Thinking of this, Jiangting stopped flying boats and quietly moored in the sky, ready to wait for the two streamers to approach.

At the right moment, he also has news to ask. I don't know how the situation at the purple frost gate has been in the past six months

Soon, a little more time passed.

"Hoo Hoo..." with the sound of breaking the air, two streamers flew to the side of the flying boat, revealing two women, women in Qiushui Pavilion clothes.

Waiting for Jiang Ting, he quietly picked his eyebrows... Flower bell?

Among the two, he didn't know one, but he knew the other. The person he knew was Hualing.

And cultivation... The progress of Hualing is not as good as that of Jiangting.

At the moment, the flower bell only has the cultivation of the fourth floor of the foundation, while the woman holding the long sword with scabbard, whom Jiang Ting doesn't know, is the fifth floor of the foundation.

In general, if they fight, they can crush both of them simply by virtue of magic.

The other side.

Hualing and Jiang Ting looked at each other with slightly frowned eyebrows... At the moment, Jiang Ting was on board with a black robe and a hat.

If there were not the smell of magic, it would not be mistaken for magic cultivation in this deserted wilderness.

They looked at each other silently.

Then, Mei Hui, the woman with the sword, went up to Xu and said, "I don't know what you call the Taoist friend? The devil in Nanling town was killed by the Taoist friend?"

Jiang Ting looked at it, but didn't answer, but thought silently... He was thinking whether to report his identity or not.

Although he didn't know why the people of Qiushui Pavilion came here, he didn't think that Qiushui pavilion would fight so much. Even flowers and bells went out to clean up a small three-layer magic cultivation of building a foundation. After that, there must be other actions.

Maybe it's a treasure hunt, or maybe it's going to the purple frost gate... Sure, just going to kill the demon and track him on the way!

However, no matter what they are, they are all from Qiushui Pavilion. Now zishuangmen Qiushui Pavilion and lianyao pavilion are allied to fight the demon repair alliance.

Purple frost gate and Autumn Water Pavilion are allies.

As Hualing, if he reports his identity, and if Hualing is willing to help, he may be able to go back to the purple frost door safely?