First Class Genius

"Kill!"

In the door of Penglai Pavilion, there was a sudden cry of killing. With a wave of sun Shaobo's arm, tens of thousands of elite disciples in black rushed into the important place of Penglai Pavilion, and the lightning sneak attack began.

Chen Xue looked dull and followed sun Shaobo, looking at the killing in front of her, as if she had dreamed yesterday.

At this moment, Chen Xue hoped that Shi Jian could be around. The person he trusted most could give himself a shoulder to lean on and figure out why.

……

"Kill!"

At the same time, Jiuxian palace was also in chaos. Ouyang qinger's face was stained with tears. She helplessly looked at her mother. Ouyang Xuaner led a group of strangers to massacre Penglai Pavilion disciples.

"Why?" Ouyang qinger's heart is very painful. Her mother didn't often educate herself before. Must she protect zongmen? Why now is the time to raise your flying sword. His eyes were filled with anger.

"Qing'er, mother doesn't want to be a prisoner!"

This is Ouyang Xuaner's explanation. It's hard to say for a long reason.

"Qing'er, I'm not your father! Your father is Zhen Cheng. I'm his apprentice, dog! Over the years, my teacher's mother and I pretended to be husband and wife. We really had to! "

Ouyang qinger's heart is breaking. The proud Ouyang family has few surnames. These uncles and aunts who usually smile and don't compete for fame and wealth with anyone are actually prisoners!

Ouyang qinger understood more or less, but she was confused.

Seeing Yu Feng and Guo Cheng join the battle, Ouyang qinger wiped a tear and raised his long sword. Go to the nine fairy palace disciples who kill red eyes.

There is no turning back when you bow. Kindness is a joke for those who practice truth. No matter what the mother and father do, Ouyang qinger must stand with them. Once the old monsters of zongmen come back, they won't ask any reason, and they will kill themselves without hesitation!

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The same cry of killing also sounded at the top of the mountain of the abbot of Tianmo sect.

Bai lingsu was standing on the top of the Abbot's mountain. The cave where she had lived for many years collapsed. At the moment, Bai lingsu is surrounded by a group of women.

"Cough!" The woman closest to Bai lingsu looks like Lin Youyou, but there is a sick face on her pretty cheek. When the cold wind blew, Lin Mengwei coughed twice. Fang Supa gently covered her lips and looked a little sorry.

"Weiwei, stand beside me and I'll hold you!" Mischievous voice, mischievous appearance, and even that smile, like when she was a 28 year old girl, she reached out and grabbed Bai lingsu's little hand. Wu Xin's pink lips almost kissed Lin Mengwei's face.

"Xin Xin!" Lin Mengwei's shyness hasn't changed. She quickly pushes Wu Xin away, and her eyebrows are red.

"Sample, I'm shy! We slept together! " Wu Xin raised her hand and pinched Lin Mengwei's face. "Say, do you often sleep with Yan jiuer when I'm away from stone?"

At any time, Wu Xin's face is a happy expression. Even in the later stage of Mahayana, Wu Xin will still show the same smile in front of relatives and friends.

Yan jiuer chuckled. Push Wu Xin. Several other women also smiled on their faces, and they laughed. When the cry for killing gradually subsided, they jumped up and flew to the direction of the Soul Valley.

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"Chi -"

"Chi -"

The thick cobwebs burst out from the ground, like a sharp current, broke through the earth and roared at the Beiming toad.

"Gaga -"

A huge bird's song tore the sky, like two sharp daggers stabbing the temple of Beiming toad.

Han Fei only felt a surge of Qi and blood in his chest, as if he had been hit in his chest by a heavy hammer. The huge soul force suddenly came from behind, like countless rolling blades, instantly cut thousands of dense knife edges on his back skin, and the blood was sprayed out of his back like a red mist!

Han Fei looked back. What I saw was a huge black finch like a hill. Its blood red pupils were bursting with killing light at the moment.

The surging air flow, the thunderous explosion sound in the air from time to time, the soil whirling and dancing in the storm, blocking out the sky and the sun, and the scuffle and killing like the end of the world are staged in the plains, peaks and valleys of the Soul Valley.

The earth under our feet shook from side to side like a violent earthquake, and the splitting sound of "click click" burst on the surface like countless monsters' bloody mouths from the bottom of the ground. The whole land collapsed and collapsed everywhere.

Suddenly, the whole earth made a loud noise, and thousands of huge blood tongues burst out from the depths of the earth. Before thousands of friars could react, they were suddenly inserted into their bodies by several violent blood tongues. Then in the next moment, their bodies were torn into pieces like a piece of paper. Countless intestines, internal organs, broken limbs and heads were turned into scattered pieces, crashing down on the dark ground, emitting steaming heat.

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"Clank clank!"

The spirit butterfly in Han Fei's hand vibrated three times continuously, and each record went straight to the heart and lungs. The monks who were close felt a cold breath coming out from the depths of the viscera and freezing the blood. Attack and kill the mind, extremely fierce.

The sword spirit was whistling and the fire in the center of the earth was burning, but after a few short breaths, all the sounds were suddenly silent.

The sound of the sword has no medium to spread, and the flame has lost its burning form. Only the most pure and grand energy carries out the most intense collision.

The silent area is expanding rapidly, and there is a dead silence inside. Those monks who had felt the smell of death had to move back again to avoid being swallowed up by the meat grinder of death. Taking the Beiming toad as the core, they formed a death black hole. As long as they entered, they would be hanged and cleaned in an instant, and there would be no residue left.

But. Such a terrible region has only existed for less than a quarter of an hour.

Without any omen, the dead area that has expanded five miles has been broken with a bang. As soon as the sharp sound wave appears, it suddenly rises to the limit that human beings can bear, as long as it is swept by the sound wave. The Friar's vigorous Qi broke like an egg shell, and the outer layer of his body seemed to be scratched by an invisible knife, which instantly cracked dozens of deep wounds, and blood splashed out.

"Ah --"

"Boom -"

The waving speed of lingdie immortal sword is slow, but. The dazzling essence came flying and changed in the air. Where it passed, the pink light was like water, and the breath of death shrouded the people close. It suddenly burst out like water splashing. All the friars affected fell one after another!

Scared! Run away! Dead!

"Boom boom -"

The huge skeleton and hind limbs of the Beiming toad fell on the ground, and tens of thousands of monks who had no time to escape were trampled into meat and mud.

Baili Yanran grabbed Mohua and quickly hid hundreds of miles away, with a burning pain in her back.

Thousands of miles around turned into a chaotic world. These thousands of miles turned into blood red. Flying swords, magic weapons and sad cries merged to stir the whole soul valley.

"Come in!" The silver thread in front of Han Fei's body shook violently, interspersed, and the last spine fell.

"Ha ha! Ha ha! "

Beiming Xianjun smiled. With tacit understanding, sit your forelimbs on the silver thread.

"Boom -"

The vitality and vitality contracted in the limbs and head at the moment of the formation of the spine. Follow the silver line into the spine.

"Click -"

"Click -"

There are some bumps and bumps, and the bones are not closely connected. At the moment, there is a friction sound. The sound is astringent, like rubbing the hard cement ground with a shovel. The sound is irregular, disturbing and harsh!

"Ha ha! Ha ha! "

The Immortal King of the North Hades laughs wildly. Your huge head opens and your black and red tongue licks the pink vitality.

Now. The pink vitality is not as strong as before. Niu Shengliang and other thousands of Mahayana ancestors are waiting, waiting, waiting for the pink to disappear, and then tracking to the location of the fairy channel. As long as you can enter the fairy family, everything else is not important.

promise! Life and death! Zongmen!

Compared with his long life, all this becomes irrelevant.

The huge tongue of the northern Pluto toad raised, and the color of the sky turned black and red, swept down and fell.

"Run!" Niu Shengliang felt the danger and roared, subconsciously breaking up the space, but the space was locked. Looking up, the broad, thick and smelly tongue of Beiming toad has covered hundreds of Mahayana ancestors.

"Die!" The Immortal King of the northern underworld roared, and his huge tongue shot out a huge mucus net, covering hundreds of people such as Niu Shengliang, and gave a strange smile that the king of hell claimed his life.

At the moment, Han Fei stood on the head of Beiming toad, and his crazy scarlet eyes slowly recovered their calm. Looking at the huge tongue of Beiming toad, Han Fei's eyebrows wrinkled tightly, and the spirit butterfly in his hand trembled violently.

"Wait a minute!" Han Fei quickly sent a message to Beiming Xianjun. His huge tongue hesitated and stopped slowly.