Chapter 333 Kill the Sky

The medicine fat man is dead after all. Although no one wants to accept this ending, the truth is that no one can change it.

Under the seven or nine days of thunder, the medicine fat man can't have the slightest chance to take a chance.

However, when Su Jianming told the old bastard of the news, he completely accepted this fact and said inexplicably, "Seven or nine thunder? Then he is definitely not dead! Grandpa, my brother, can't die so easily!"

Hearing this, Su Jianming only thought that he was too fat and didn't care too much.

Under the seven or nine days of thunder, everything flew ashes and annihilated. Not to mention the medicine fat man who has not yet broken through the realm of the immortal sect, even the fire immortals who are already the strongest in the sky, will never have the slightest chance.

The dust settled and the smoke dissipated. In the huge deep pit, there is nothing left about the medicine fat man. Finally, Su Jianming and others had to use the soil where the fat man died and set up a crown tomb for him in the small eastern wood world. After that, everyone cleaned up their mood and swept away in the direction of Linghu Sect. Although they destroyed Linghu Sect at the beginning, they had not had time to take their spiritual veins. Now there is no spiritual power in the colorful peach trees. Su Jianming and others were seriously injured, so they had to go there temporarily to take spiritual veins to heal their wounds.

The death of the fat man is sad, but it is impossible for them to sink. At least, they still have to avenge the medicine fat man!

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Lihuo City, Ziwei District, Linghuzong.

The sky is vast, and the four fields are vast. On the hot land, the Moon God Lake, a thousand miles away from the fire, is still gentle and quiet. Occasionally, a breeze blows, swinging circles of fine lines, which is more comfortable and peaceful.

In the depths of Yueshen Lake, the seven islands where the Linghu sect used to be located has long been overgrown with grass and no one. Two years later, the thousands of dead bodies that could be seen everywhere have all rotted, leaving only tired white bones, wind and sand rolled up, and all of which were buried. Those red blood stains and dark scorched soil have also been washed clean by the rain, leaving no trace. As if there had never been a bloody battle here!

The rivers are rolling and the waves are sinking. The glorious Linghu sect has now been completely submerged in the dust of history. That's what happens in the world of cultivation. Rise today and fall tomorrow. As soon as the wind blows and the clouds dissipate, no one will remember it. Ziweizong is like this, and so is Linghuzong!

In the Teng Man bush, in the depths of the desert island, the former Linghu ancestral ancestral hall, now has only a broken brick and tiles left. Occasionally, a piece of rotting wood can't support it, and with a "bang", it collapses again.

It was in front of this piece of broken bricks and tiles. At this time, there was a young monk with a long sword, looking at the spiritual cards that fell to the ground at will. In his hand, there are two other spiritual cards, one with "the throne of grandfather Qi Yue" and "the position of his father Qi Xian" written on the other.

Obviously, this young monk is the former young suzerain of Linghu Sect who narrowly escaped the disaster.

"The hatred of killing the father is not the same! Su Jianming, one day, I will smash you into ten thousand pieces!" After standing for a long time, Qi Tian suddenly said so.

When he said this, he gritted his teeth and showed fierce eyes, and the joints in his hand were clenched by him. His hatred for Su Jianming can be imagined.

At this moment, Qi Tian suddenly noticed something. First, he frowned, and then his face changed greatly. Regardless of those scattered spiritual cards, he directly sacrificed the magic sword and went to the edge of the sky.

"Hmm!" Just as he shot into the air, a cold hum came from behind him.

"Since you want to kill me, why did you run away when you saw me? Stay!" After saying that, a red sword broke through the air and came behind him in just a moment. In a hurry, Qi Tian did not dare to neglect it. He stopped and resisted it with his own sword.

"Boom!!!" The long swords are fighting, and the sharp light shoots in all fours. The strong aftermath was like a sea tide, which directly shook Qi Tian out.

When he stabilized his figure, there were already four figures in front of him. The people who came were not others, but Su Jianming, who came to Linghuzong to take the spiritual veins.

Although Su Jianming has not recovered from his serious injury, he is still very effortless in the face of Qi Tian, who still has only the power of two nuclear immortals. He can easily kill the seven-core fairy, not to mention a small two-core fairy!

"What? Didn't you hear you say you wanted to smash me into ten thousand pieces? Why do you run away when you see me now? Don't you want revenge?" Looking down at Qi Tian with a condescending face, Su Jianming asked coldly.

"You... don't be proud!" Although Qi Tian was arrogant, he knew Su Jianming's strength after witnessing the death of his father and grandfather. At the beginning, Su Jianming was still a two-core venerable, so he could shake the strong man of Xianzong. Now his cultivation is higher than his, which must be more horrible. However, in order not to look so scared, he still shouted to himself, "If Zhuo Ying hadn't lost his hand, would you have lived to this day?"

"Oh..." Su Jianming smiled and said harshly, "You reminded me! Thanks to you, we really almost died! However, since the situation is reversed now, you can accept your fate!"

After that, Su Jianming's sword was displayed, and [Eight Wastes Fire Breaking Army Array] was killed. In an hour, one sword turned eight, and eight swords pointed together, like eight roaring fire dragons, shooting at the already frightened sky. Between the lightning and flint, Qi Tian is still waiting to escape, but where can he escape? Before he ran a hundred feet, he was caught up by Mingjian and killed by force. The three people behind them, Liu Yun, Tie Xingluo and Hei Laolu, all of them, did not change their faces. It seems that they are used to this world of killing.

"Go and get the spiritual vein!" Taking back the sword, Su Jianming said calmly, "When we recover from our wounds, we will leave the ancient city of fire. Qi Tian is just the beginning. Liu Qian, Liu Qi and Tian grandma are our real goals!"

With that, he flashed directly and fell to the Linghu sect ruins below. Liu Yun and others did not hesitate. They looked at each other and followed.

In a short time, everyone found the spiritual vein of the Linghu Sect. There was no hesitation, and he took turns digging with one sword.

When Su Jianming and others were still little immortals, it took at least three days to dig out a spiritual vein. But now everyone's cultivation has soared, and in less than a day, four people dug out this spiritual vein of Linghu Sect.

After Su Jianming sacrificed the colorful peach tree and sucked the spiritual vein into the small five worlds, the four did not hesitate and directly entered their respective small worlds to heal their wounds under the lead of Su Jianming.

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