God-slaughtering King

In front of them, these people stayed where they were and did not take the initiative to offer the storage ring. It was Nie Tian, Princess thirteen, Mo Wuke, Xiao Se and others.

Nanmen Maple looked at them indifferently. No matter how small the ant is, it is also meat.

"Nanmen Maple... You shouldn't be so cruel! We are all people on the northwest coast!"

Nie Tian roared and played the emotion card. Mo Wuke Mo was silent. The Qi of evil spirit converged around him, and the corners of his eyes had a trace of resentment.

Thirteen Princess Xiu clenched her fist and blushed. She would never hand over the storage ring, but there were personal belongings in it.

Hearing the speech, Nanmen Feng's mind turned and looked at the three of them. Mo Wuke, Nie Tian and Nie Wanru were all from top forces. If they were plundered, the other party would never give up.

Xianyue sect is too weak, and Nanmen family is Wanru mole ants. In the face of the retaliation of these big forces, they will have no resistance.

Of course, these three people can also be completely buried, so that the law of sealing the magic mausoleum is useless.

After a little thought, Nanmen Feng put down his idea of killing. He is not a cold-blooded and ruthless person in the end. How can he abandon his family and zongmen.

More importantly, the resources of several of them are like clouds and mud different from the arrogance of these big land boundaries. It's harmless to rob or not.

"Just! Just! Keep your resources!"

Nanmen Feng waved his hand.

At this point, Nie Tian and others' tight heartstrings are finally slightly relaxed. If Nanmen Maple really wants to forcibly seize it, they can only recognize it.

His face was bleak and slightly happy. It was better to keep the storage ring, but the next moment, his eyes were full of resentment.

"Do you want money or life? I'm in a hurry!"

Nanmen Maple looked at the bleak indifferently, with cold and dead eyes.

"What?"

The bleak and frightened voice lost its cry, and the corners of his mouth trembled wildly. How can we say that he and Nie Wanru are also the same door. Nanmen Feng can't see it, but he still goes his own way.

His heart lit up a towering killing intention, but his body was stunned. The fierce power of Nanmen Maple was too strong, which had already frightened him.

"What? Want to have tea with the Lord of hell?"

Nanmen Feng picked his eyebrow and held the butcher's knife in his hand. The cold awn slowly bloomed. He didn't know who it was. Even if he knew it was time to rob, he would return his gun.

In the later period of Dongtian bachongtian, such a fat sheep must be rich in resources.

His bleak teeth clenched and blood seeped out of the corners of his mouth, but he didn't feel pain. Endless shame haunted his mind and nearly fell into madness.

The coast of the northwest of Nanmen Maple - mountain and river record - the uncrowned king. This person is the Tianjiao who defeated Nie Wanru. He once boasted of Haikou. When Nie Wanru threatened to teach Nanmen Maple a lesson, but now, after really facing Nanmen maple, he can only be as good as a dog.

The face is lost. Nanmen Feng is still so threatening. What's more hateful is that Nie Wanru is next to her. It's tantamount to hitting her face on the spot and hitting her so swollen.

Today, it is the most unbearable day since he came to the fore. He was first suppressed by Moyan and then beaten in the face by Nanmen maple. The powerful dignity no longer exists, leaving only a timid and bleak.

"Nanmen maple, I will tell you to taste the torture in the world and break you up!"

Bleak and silent cry, killing the sky.

But his face was calm, without any resentment, for fear of being killed on the spot.

Immediately, give the storage ring to nanmenfeng. He's not stupid, and he won't kill himself.

The thirteen princess looked at the bleak, beautiful eyes moist and flexible, as if she was thinking about something.

After plundering the resources, Nanmen Maple jumped into the air and left here in an instant, ignoring their changing look.

A kilometer away from Zhushen Valley, Nanmen Maple came here.

Now, Xie Kui, Yuan Jiansheng and others are all behind a hidden mountain and rock. When they see the temporary fall of maple in the south gate, they are all staring at each other.

The battle in the five elements peak was imprinted in their mind. The fierce of Nanmen Maple surprised several people, and their trembling body could not be calmed.

"Take it!"

After the maple in the South Gate fell to the ground, it swept with its big hand, and ten storage rings shot out and flew to the palms of five people.

"Belong to you, it's late today. Let's practice here!"

Nanmen Maple said calmly. Then he went to an old locust tree and sat on his knees.

The five evil Kui checked the resources in the storage ring. After a few breaths, they sweated on their forehead and smashed their tongue.

The five people gasped and looked very excited, but with half a cup of tea, such a huge Disha stone was in hand?

No wonder nanmenfeng is so keen on bandits!

They are all famous teachers. They don't have too scarce resources on weekdays, so they never want to be robbers. But now they are an eye opener. Robbers and bandits get rich overnight. The resources are boundless!

Shaoqing, the five calmed their emotions, and their eyes showed a deep color of greed.

Immediately, they put their eyes on Nanmen maple and only felt the extreme helplessness and sadness.

It is reasonable to say that after obtaining so many resources, several people should be happy, but it is a pity that they are full of light sadness.

Nanmen Feng's combat power is shocking. The other party's cultivation speed can be called a ghost. On weekdays, Xie Kui and others pretend to be demons. Without comparison, they will not hurt. Under the light of this madman, they can be regarded as peerless waste wood.

However, fortunately, several people are not weak in talent, and their mood is as stable as a rock, which will wipe out the mood of worrying about gain and loss.

Indeed, they are not as good as Nanmen Maple now, but who can say better in the future? I firmly believe that I will never give up. The gate of the avenue is ahead!

Without delay, the five of them immediately came to different directions, sat cross legged and closed their eyes.

Under the pressure of endless resources and Nanmen maple, they are unwilling to fall behind. They display their physical spirit one after another. Like a tiger Python swallowing a whale, they consume nearly 100000 middle-grade Disha stones in half an hour. This speed can not be too fast.

As time goes by, the maple in the south gate is like an old monk, hammering his own strength.

He has his own idea. There is still a period of time before the birth of the Fengmo hall. In this period, he wants to polish the realm firmly, raise the Vientiane Heart Sutra to the sixth level, and plunder the high-grade Disha stones. There is no need to add ~ tens of millions of stones!

One night speechless, the next morning, the golden sun shone, and several people began the path of bandits again.

The six human shadows swept vertically and horizontally in the Fengmo mausoleum and gradually moved towards the core area. Wherever they went, wild geese plucked their hair and animals left their skin.

After tasting the sweetness, yuanjiansheng and others are fierce and frantically searching for prey.

Unfortunately, they never met the scene of Tianjiao gathering again. The Fengmo mausoleum is too vast. It is said that the strong men at the peak of Dongtian gallop for several months, and they may not be able to see the end. Therefore, it is even more difficult to plunder the heroes.

……

In a red lake, a young man with purple hair stood still on the water, and his posture was particularly natural and unrestrained, which attracted people's admiration.

There are many Tianjiao in yecha palace not far away, and there are seven or eight dead bones on the water surface, which are obviously the demons of all major regions.

Suddenly, several red lights came, and six young people in red robes fell from the sky and fell behind the young people with purple hair.

"Son!"

Mufei, mujue and the other four arched their hands towards the purple haired youth.

Now, their state is very miserable. Although they were not killed by Nanmen maple, they all paid a high price in order to resist their terrible blade.

"What happened?"

The purple haired youth looked a little gloomy and asked in a cold voice.

"We had already awed the Tianjiao of Zhushen Valley, and even the strongest Xiao was beaten without fighting back. But at this time, we killed a young man in white, named Nanmen Feng! The seven levels of Dongtian are as terrible as a demon. Moyan was shot to death by him. All the other disciples except us were gone."

Mu Fei and Mu Jue said in panic, and there were still lingering palpitations in the corners of their eyes.

"Nanmen Maple?"

The young man with purple hair turned slowly, and his eyes were full of cold.

He looked at several people with his eyes, waved his arms gently without blaming, and said in a deep voice: "give this person to me! You can rest assured and heal your wounds! The magic hall is his graveyard!"

"Yes!"

Mufei and others breathe a sigh of relief, and the Holy Son is willing to take action. Does that madman have the reason of immortality.

Zifa youth pondered for a moment, and immediately led the disciples of yecha palace to start a Great Crusade. Men killed, women robbed, treasures taken and adventures!

……

Nanmen Feng, Xie Kui and others leisurely searched the Fengmo mausoleum. Of course, Xie Kui and others were on guard. Once they found the target, he came to plunder. The rebels were dead but not alive, and the obedients abandoned their wealth to protect their lives.

At the moment, Nanmen Maple has plundered more than 1500 storage rings, an appalling number.

Five days later, in the early morning of this day, the Vientiane Heart Sutra finally rose to the sixth weight, the energy of Vientiane knife power increased several times, and the Vientiane knife power in the body changed from nine to eighteen.

It was three more days and passed away quietly. The storage ring of Nanmen Maple was nearly two thousand.

Now, he hammered himself in front of a fast waterfall. The power of the cave was shaking, and the realm of vanity was much stronger. The power of the cave was no longer so complex, but became deep, vast and majestic, with a long history.

Shaoqing, the maple in the South Gate grew up, and his face showed the color of joy. Under his authority, the surrounding space erupted into bursts of roar.

"Hehe! Dongtian Bazhong is coming soon!"

Nanmen Maple's eyes are full of surprises. As long as the realm is completely solidified, he can soon break through again by using the spirit killing body.

Then, he simply estimated his wealth and glanced at all the storage rings.

1800 storage rings, up to 3 billion middle grade Disha stones, 20 million high-grade Disha stones, and more than 20000 three-star elixirs

However, no one knows what the real meaning of the magic hall has been from the famine era to the present.

Even, there have been many super strong people who, relying on their own strength, want to break the prohibition of closing the magic hall and turn it into their own, but it is annihilated by the flying ash that has been bombed.

Some people say that in this magic hall, there are living creatures of the prehistoric era, whose combat power is comparable to that of the emperor. Others say that there is the remnant soul of the God King stationed here. No matter who breaks through, there will be death and no life.

The South Gate Maple stood in place, looked at the front with both eyes, and did not immediately go to the Fengmo hall.

A few moments later, a figure came galloping. It was Xie Kui, Yuan Jiansheng, Huang kunsheng and others.

"The biggest chance to seal the devil hall!"

"Yes, as long as you can get a little fur, it's enough to prosper!"

Xie Kui and others are incoherent. They have been looking forward to it for a long time.

"What information do you have in the demon hall?"

Nanmen Feng asked softly.