Legend of the Cultivation God: Immortal Realm Chapter 1381: Only blood, only kill, can pay homage to the disciples of the Taoist gate

"Meng Pingqing..." Xiang Zhili watched mercilessly waving his hands to raise the disciples of the Taoist Gate, but said coldly, "My disciples of the Taoist gate are the human race pillars. Demon clan guardian clan, why did you start with me as a disciple?"

"Haha, haha..." Meng Pingqing saw it and laughed unconsciously. "Xiang Sheng, if Meng said that Meng did not intend to kill your disciples, he just wanted to include the gate of the chemical gate and fall into it. The demon clan tricks, do you believe it?"

"I believe!" Xiang Zhili replied lightly, "But I don't believe you will start with me for no reason! You can ask the human race, millions of monks cry for blood, hundreds of thousands of disciples break Arm Mingzhi, hundreds of leaders swear to be unequivocal, all of which shows that my character is really a human king, how dare you start?"

"This..." Meng Pingqing gritted his teeth and said for a moment, "Meng Mou Ruo said... This is Meng Mou's personal grievance with Xiao Sheng, can you believe it?"

Xian Zhili froze for a moment. He looked at the left and knew Xiao Hua was nearby, so he asked, "You said!"

"If I said that, can I spare my life?"

"Haha, you think too much!" Xiang Zhili laughed, glanced at the thirty-three allies, and said aloud, "Thirty thousand years ago, I made a million disciples and blew the blood to the sky. Today you are still waiting Layout, but also want to destroy the backbone of the murderous race, I waited, how could the lower realm spare you your life?"

"Haha, then forget it!" Meng Pingqing's eyes swept the seven sword puppets around him. The sword **** in his hand became brighter after the appearance of Xiang Zhili and ruthlessness, and its silver light was not inferior to the immortals. Feeling brave, he laughed and said, "Wait until you wait for Meng Mou...to say no later!"

No need to say it to Xiangli anymore, there was already a Taoist door fairy raising his hand, "Woo..." A big silver hand grabbed Meng Pingqing.

Seeing that the silver hand protruded, the breath of destruction was approaching, and the seven sword puppets suddenly moved!

"Shoot swoosh..." There was a flash of silver light flashing between Jianyu's eyebrows, and then the sky's momentum also diffused from Jianyu, more arrogant will than other people such as ruthless and Xiangzhili. To everyone, a slightly hoarse voice sounded, "Hey, the disciples of the Cultivation Gate are really arrogant, and they are in groups..."

And with this voice, one of the sword puppets raised the flying sword in his hand, and the flying sword produced a roaring sound, stab at the forged disciple of the shot!

"Boom..." Jianguang just got up, and the silver hands of the disciples of Taohua were stabbed and broken, and the sword puppet laughed, "But it’s just a dust fairy..."

"Not good!" Long Bu was exclaimed next to the potential, "There are other immortals in the lower realm, this immortal is at least... Yanxian high-level, ruthless they should be dust fairy high-level, they can't fight these sword puppets, Are they likely to fall?"

The situation is changing too fast, and seeing that he has the upper hand, Meng Pingqing was overjoyed!

However, Meng Pingqing was not without resentment in his heart. Since the sword puppets given by the immortal had the power to kill the immortals in the lower realm, why didn't he just stop?

Of course, when I think of the immortal envoy, this sword puppet is to protect him, and Meng Pingqing can only break his teeth and swallow in his belly.

Seeing that Jianguang was going to pierce the eyebrows of the Taoist disciple, the silver light of the protective disciple of the Taoist disciple had been torn, but the disciple of the Taoist disciple was not afraid at all, and there was even mockery in his eyes.

Sure enough, just as Meng Pingqing was ecstatic, an unmatched will swept through again. With the sound of "Boom...", the sword puppet burst and the silver shattered!

"Oh my god! Who..." Long Buqian was completely stupid, and exclaimed, "The fairy puppet controlled by Yan Xian can be extinguished in one thought, this... this is at least Wu Xing Xian? Wu Xian Xian can also Lower bound??"

And immediately, "Boom, Boom..." Meng Ping Qing was forced, and in his eyes, the sword puppets who were absolutely invincible in the mouth of the immortal were so broken one after another!

"Who? Who?" The hoarse voice was also shocked and shouted loudly.

However, don’t even wait for this voice to say the third word again, "Brush..." The will will sweep, the scattered silver light disappears out of thin air, and no trace will be seen!

"Xiao Sheng, Xiao Sheng..."

All the monks are boiling, and at this time, who can not know that Xiao Sheng is also in the lower bound? ?

"Xiao Sheng, Xiao Sheng!!"

Excited emotions are many times higher than the relentless waiting for someone to appear!

"Impossible!" Although Long Wuqian's nose was sour and some tears shed, he still smiled bitterly and said in silence, "Your Xiao Sheng, you can never come back..."

However, the idea of ​​Long Buqian has not disappeared, and a voice that everyone can hear clearly sounds: "Kill!"

"Kill? This... this is Xiao Hua's voice?" Long Wuqian was struck by lightning. He tried his best to look far away, but how could he see Xiao Hua's with his strength? Body shape?

"Impossible, impossible!" Long Buqian immediately understood, "This is relentlessly imitating Xiao Hua's voice..."

"Kill!" Xiang Zhili had long been impatient. Hearing Xiao Hua's order, he roared and raised his fist. "Booming..." A thunder hit Meng Pingqing!

Meng Pingqing was frightened and hurried to urge mana to resist, but unfortunately he didn’t even wait for his shot, Xiang Zhili’s fist had hit, "Boom..." A loud noise, Meng Pingqing's flesh was beaten!

"I said, I said..." Meng Pingqing actually had a dragon-shaped blood shadow flying out of his body, shouting loudly, "It is really that the younger generation has private enmity with Xiao Sheng, and the ancestor of the younger generation is the Dragon God Son. Killed by Xiao Sheng..."

Xiang Zhili paused in the air for a moment, it seemed to be listening carefully, and then "poof..." Xiang Zhili once again sprayed thunder light~IndoMTL.com~ beat Meng Ping's dragon-shaped blood shadow thinly, and finally became big Sleeve raised and closed it!

However, just as he swept past Yan Yan, he found that Meng Pingqing's blood shadow was missing, which was obviously taken away by Xiao Hua!

Xian Zhili looked at the thirty-three leader of Tianmeng, who was heading to the other soul and flying outside, shouting: "Kill!"

As Xiang Zhili raised his hand, an allied leader had been beaten to death, and even Yuan Yuan was killed before he could escape!

"Kill, kill..." Seeing that 19 immortals shot, instantaneously killing Meng Pingqing and 33 leaders, even the sword array was defeated, and the disciples of the Taoist door could not hold back, together with Daomeng, Xuanmeng, each The disciples of each school killed other disciples!

Millions of disciples are watching, and no one has the heart to let them look away!

Only blood, only kill, can pay homage to them!

Xiao Hua stood in the air with a cold face, and Jiu Xia was carefully accompanied. This time was the revenge of the Taoist Gate. Jiu Xia didn’t say a word. Mo said that he killed the 33 disciples of Tianmeng. Even if the Eighty-One Celestial League of Heavenly League is destroyed, as long as Xiao Hua can be replaced with a smile, Jiuxia is willing!