Youth's Cultivation

The speed of the lightning leopard is not much slower than that of the birds at the top of the first level. A hundred miles away is a moment away. Wang Xiaohu suddenly waved his hand and the three lightning leopards stopped instantly. They didn't continue to move forward because of the inertia of running and stood firmly on the spot!

Wang Xiaohu didn't speak, and the other three stopped there. Less than a hundred meters away, there were scattered figures. They had no breath or even dead bodies. It was very sad. All these people, without exception, were Qingyun sect disciples!

Wang Xiaohu's feelings for Qingyun gate are not deep, but seeing these dozens of corpses reflected in his mind, the wide hole with panic and fear vaguely makes Wang Xiaohu feel familiar. Maybe one of them is one of the strange peers he has seen. After coming to the cultivation world, Wang Xiaohu felt that his heart was cold, but at the moment, his blood couldn't help boiling again!

Red dragon and Ling Xue are more murderous in their eyes. They live in Qingyun gate since childhood. No matter what treatment they have received in the sect gate, it is their only home. These are not close people, but also their families. Perilla's eyes have tears in their eyes. They bite their teeth and scold loudly, "these animals!"

Among the corpses, there were two women who had no wisps on their bodies. They were caught with blood marks. They could even see deep bite marks on their chest, especially on their lower body!

"Take them on the road!" Wang Xiaohu's voice is calm and indifferent, but at the moment, his killing intention has reached the extreme. His positions are different. Wang Xiaohu may have accepted killing people and stealing goods, but this kind of animal nature is simply worse than * * these people. Damn it, they should go to hell for 10000 layers!

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"Here comes the prey!" Wang Xiaohu's words made red dragon and Ling Xue's eyes full of bleeding light!

"Perilla, you take big black, they step back and be ready to meet at any time!" Wang Xiaohu said a word and planned to jump down.

"No!" Perilla shook her head with a rare murderous look in her eyes.

Wang Xiaohu thought for a while, but he didn't object. The defense of perilla and the speed of lightning leopard won't be in great danger as long as they don't encounter the foundation period. Perilla used to be too pure and good. This time, it may be cruel to her, but she can better realize the cruelty of the cultivation world. If you want to live a long time, those pure and good intentions should be hidden in the depths of her heart!

"Hahaha, run away, you run away, why don't you run away!" A young man with a bloody spirit sword in his hand, with a bloodthirsty light in his eyes, laughed. There were 278 Yuling sect disciples, but only thirteen people surrounded by them!

"The heaven and earth bag has been given to you. What else do you want?" An ordinary looking middle-aged man, with sadness, anger and unwilling in his eyes, asked loudly!

In Qingyun gate, Wang Zheng is not outstanding. After 70-80 years of efforts, he finally became the top group of people in the outer gate. This time, he was sure of the inner gate assessment, but he never expected that he would encounter such a thing. Although the cultivation of more than a dozen fellow disciples around him was equal to that of the other party, he had no intention of fighting for a long time, because not far away, A grey haired foundation building friar over 50 was looking at two Qingyun female disciples in the crowd. The proportion of female practitioners in the cultivation world is relatively small, but because of the moisture of aura, they are not too ugly. Therefore, these two Qingyun female disciples are not talking about human roles, but they are also beautiful and lovely. They have a delicate figure and a sad face. They are even more pathetic at first sight!