World of Cultivation: Section 291 Hong Junxuan

Hongjunxuan Festival 291

I saw dozens of Cultivator pedals flying sword, all shining brightly. Dozens of people and the emperor fell into the outer hall Cultivator, the head of the person, just stopped, pointed at He Xiang scolded.

"He Xiang! Hello bold! Eldest Senior Brother killed! How dare you hide it!"

He didn't even listen to He Xiang's excuse, and looked at the other elders coldly: "This seat is Hong Junxuan, the second disciple of the ancestor. From now on, this seat will take charge of the outer hall! If there is anyone who disagrees, kill without pardon!"

The faces of other elders have changed a lot, but no one dares to speak. Many of them have seen Hong Junxuan.

"This seat gives you a chance to commit crimes." Hong Junxuan's eyes were full of murderousness, pointing at the Guard Camp under the Golden Crow city, saying arrogantly: "Allow you to lead a thousand people. If you can defeat this group of villagers, I will save you Sin. If anyone is afraid of war, then no one can blame me for being ruthless! "

The elders were all as pale as earth.

Although this team does not know how the combat power is, the killing intent is so solid that it is frightening. From a distance, they can't afford any courage.

"How?" Hong Junxuan's face was a little colder: "You don't want to?"

Some other Ming Xiao disciples also looked at the crowd with an unhealthy face. As long as He Xiang resisted a little, they had to start.

If He Xiang's face is dead, knowing that already is unable to return to heaven at this time, Mingxiao party will reach the limit of their patient already. He said, "I do."

There is only one way before him, to survive in death.

Hong Junxuan they will not give him the way at all. As for escape, he never even thought about it. Little Mountain Jie is big, but there is no place for him.

Seeing the opening of He Xiang, the eyes of other elders were uncertain, especially the elders of Pulse Condensation and Stratum, at this time they lost their minds. But several Mingxiao disciples surrounded them faintly. They also knew that it was not easy to escape.

They stood beside He Xiang in silence.

Hong Junxuan and other Ming Xiao disciples flashed hate in their eyes, and the death of Huang Zhuoguang was an eye-catcher for the Ming Xiao school. Most of these Ming Xiao weaknesses are based on Eldest Senior Brother as the idol. Eldest Senior Brother's horizontal death still died on Little Mountain Jie, a place where they have never felt threatened.

He Xiang knew that justification was useless and didn't speak, so he picked up a thousand people.

The sudden disciples of Mingxiao immediately re-strengthened the battlefield that had been eased. Everyone's eyes were gathered on Hong Junxuan, which made Hong Junxuan feel more excited than ever. Eldest Senior Brother was not here, and finally it was his turn.

He waited for this day, for a long time.

As long as this city is captured, Little Mountain Jie falls into the control of this gate again, and he also rises to prominence, and will certainly replace Eldest Senior Brother as the new leader of this young disciple. As for these people, He Xiang, in his eyes, success is more than defeat. If it were not for them, the situation at Little Mountain Jie would definitely not have deteriorated so much.

"Ming Xiao sent his disciples to do this, there is no cure for it." The big man shook his head, an indescribable disgust.

"Oh, God wants to make it perish, and he must be crazy first. Why should adults be angry with them." The middle-aged man chuckled.

"That's right." The big man nodded, and immediately showed his expectations: "It's also a good thing. In this way, we can also see what is unique about this black armored guard."

It's not just the onlookers who noticed changes in the Outer Hall, Shu Long also noticed.

His expression immediately became serious, and he glanced at Boss in Golden Crow city. He whispered to the adult in the necklace: "Sir, they seem to be doing something."

"Hands on?" The voice of the adult in the necklace was suddenly excited: "OK! Good! Kill! Kill them all!"

Shu Long is startled, this adult's murderous air/qi is really heavy. However, he certainly wouldn't take it seriously. He looked at the situation twice, realizing that he was afraid that he would not have time to search for loot for a while, and somewhat became depressed. Boss let them search, and now seeing the task can not be completed.

The first task that Boss gave to Guard Camp was not completed, and Shu Long was extremely upset.

But at this time, he also knows the importance. The other person has designated a thousand people to come out, and he is definitely not here to treat them to dinner. Immediately, he did not hesitate to order the songs to gather.

The Guard Camp Zhuo, which was scattered all over the mountain, now centered on Shu Long and gathered quickly, as if Shu Long was a magnet, which attracted them to move quickly. The heavy black armor did not bring them any obstacles. Although they could not flight, everyone was extremely agile. After a few jumps, they returned to the camp.

Zuo Mo sat on auspicious cloud and nodded secretly, Shu Long was relatively stable. He didn't say anything, he just made War Talisman Watchtower ready for support. No team will be useless without actual combat. Before, he thought that Guard Camp would not have any effect in a short period of time, but now he found that Guard Camp's progress far exceeded his imagination, and he felt a little confidence.

In the short round of confrontation just now, in fact, already consumed almost the combat power of the East and West Battalions. The support that War Talisman Watchtower can provide is quite limited, and Zuo Mo had to let them recover spiritual power as soon as possible.

He is also curious, what powerful means does Guard Camp have.

Thanks to his knowledge of Pu Yao, if he is not sure, he will never come out and be ashamed.

Pu Yao will only do one thing, and that is to show off!

Guard Camp completed integration at the fastest speed. Shu Long did not order to return to the city, but was ready to meet the enemy outside the city.

"They have the school exam, and you have it."

The words of the adult in the necklace make Shu Long's face pale.

"I have taught so many things. If you pay attention, this little scene will not be able to cope."

There is no trace of emotion in Pu Yao.

"If you can't handle it, you don't have to live. Although your Boss is soft, you are useless and can only be a burden."

Shu Long is not angry. He is a already decades-old man who has been a slave for twenty years. Although the words of adults are not good, they are not wrong. He tightened his heavy black armor tightly, raised his head, his gaze was only decisive.

If you ca n’t even deal with the scene, how can you deal with Boss?

He slowly swept around, Shen said: "This is our first battle! I know you waited for a long time, we are desperately Cultivate, what is it? For this battle! Even if we die today, Also stand up the name of Guard Camp! "

His voice is not loud, but everyone in Guard Camp is excited and excited.

Zuo Mo didn't hear what they said. He looked at somewhat in astonishment at the dark air that tumbling over Guard Camp. It suddenly strengthened a bit. It was thick as ink in his eyes, and he couldn't help but feel a strong sense of danger.

Great battle formation!

Zuo Mo is inexplicably shocked, there has been no movement of female nuns around him, his eyes are suddenly faint purple, staring at Guard Camp momentarily.

In Spiritual Eyes, I saw a ray of black gas coming out of each camp guard. As soon as the black gas emerged, they entered the battlefield and wandered around in the battlefield. In the blink of an eye, the array was covered with countless tiny filamentous black gas.

"Let's go!" He Xiang sank.

The other elders silently take out flying sword and urge ling armor. Behind them, a thousand Cultivator also took out ling armor, urging ling armor.

The sky is once again full of light of all colors.

Everyone's eyes are once again focused on these two teams that are about to collide.

In terms of strength, Waitang has the absolute upper hand. Their ling armor is far better than Guard Camp's heavy armor. In the eyes of many Cultivator, such a thick and heavy armor is actually used by some people, it is the first time I have seen it.

From the perspective of personal strength, the outer court is absolutely superior to warfare. Among the elders in the Outer Hall, there were several Pulse Condensation three Stratum Cultivator. And Guard Camp, although their Cultivate method is very remote, but their personal strength is mediocre, not even a conspicuous expert.

Many people realized that they glanced at Zuo Mo and shook their heads.

Hong Junxuan sneered: "Heavy armor, they still think that it was a thousand years ago. Such old antiques have been moved out. Who told me that they have enough oil and water? So many people were killed in this hall People? Waste is waste, even if we join the Mingxiao School, it ’s not worth it! "

"Hey, that's it! How can they compare with Senior Brother, as soon as Senior Brother comes out, it's just a matter of hand!" One Junior Apprentice said flattering: "Mo Golden Crow city, just a few more, Senior Brother is also coming!"

Hong Junxuan is proud: "After the city is captured, everyone's credit will not be lost!"

"Senior Brother is wise!"

"Follow Senior Brother, you can get all the light!"

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The other Junior Apprentice flattered and flattered Hong Junxuan. Hong Junxuan's vanity was unprecedentedly satisfied, and he waved his hand: "Look at this bunch of waste, what is the use of it?"

The eyes of others also turned to He Xiang.

"Kill!" He Xiang didn't talk nonsense, and rushed to the front. The other elders did not speak, and they followed closely, and a thousand Cultivator did not dare to disobey their lives.

The screams are rising in the sky.

The sky is so glorious that it ’s raining, rushing to Guard Camp outside Golden Crow!

Ten miles!

Nothing happened, everyone expected the silver torrent did not appear, which surprised everyone.

"Might War Talisman Watchtower be exhausted?" Middle-aged man somewhat wondered: "Or is Golden Crow City Lord full of confidence in this team?"

Dahan was also skeptical. Both possibilities are extremely possible, but it represents a completely different meaning.

But he said that elders such as He Xiang had planned to face Star Lightning like raindrops. However, after flying for a long time, Golden Crow City did not release an Star Lightning.

This surprises them, and their morale has skyrocketed!

Several elders who were planning to run away, at this time their hearts were settled, and the Cultivator behind them in the hall immediately became wary.

The most terrible thing is the Star Lightning like a torrent. Now the biggest threat is gone. The other party is just a group of earthen buns wearing heavy armor. What else is terrible?

Yeah! What else is scary?

Seeing He Xiang, who hopes for survival, the war will suddenly boil, hissing and roaring: "Kill! Kill! Kill!"

One thousand Waitang Cultivator roared in unison: "Kill, kill!"

Qili!

Five miles!

Sanli!

The oncoming Cultivator swooping in front of you, zoomed in the field of view of the Shu Long at an amazing speed.

The Shu Long transported from Demon Skill to peak opened his eyes, and in the blood-red eyes, a black gas passed by like a black knife, and he drunk violently!

"Kill!"