Chapter 371 Massacre 2

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The printing speed of these monks in panic is obviously much slower. By the time they urged the spiritual power in their bodies to release the magic, Xiao Heng's evil figure had rushed into the crowd on their side.

The light is flashing, and the sword spirit is vertical and horizontal. The cyan sword light can't stop almost any protective light. With a flash of the light, there are piles of monks breaking into scum.

Among these nearly 10,000 monks, there are also nearly 40 strong men in the early stage of the virtual world. After they saw Xiao Heng's strength, they threw out dozens of flying swords almost immediately.

However, in this short time of less than ten breaths, there have been hundreds of fairy monks who fell under Xiao Heng.

As soon as a monk in the middle of the holy land arrived at the universe ring, he took out a yellow flashing charm. Before he could urge it, he was cut in half by a cyan sword. The yuan god flew out, and before he escaped far away, a green flame appeared strangely, bombarding the yuan god, and the soul flew away in the blink of an eye.

" Stop it." With a loud shout, suddenly came to the sky in the distance. As soon as the sound fell, hundreds of amazing breaths had rushed here.

There are nearly 200 monks who came here, and there are only eight monks in the middle of the virtual world, and the rest are all strong people in the early stage of the virtual world.

When Xiao Heng, who was slaughtering in the crowd, heard the words, he did not mean to stop at all. Instead, he became more and more crazy. Almost every time you wave your hand, there will be nearly a thousand cyan swords in the sky, killing a piece of monks. A look can summon a piece of traceless heart sword. The white sword light and the blue sword light staggered, setting off a strong blood mist.

More than 200 virtual monks standing thousands of feet away did not dare to go forward at all. They had already felt how horrible the breath from this monk's body was.

The blood fog is full, and a figure is looming in the thick blood fog. The evil spirit of heaven and earth caused the followers of heaven and earth to roll over their heads. The cold eyes like the ancient killing god, through the thick blood fog, made the strong man's back cold.

An old man in black robe in the middle of the virtual world saw this, and his eyes gradually narrowed: "Who are you? Why did you come to my fairyland to make trouble? Do you think that with your own strength, you can resist countless strong people in our fairy world?

As soon as the old man's voice fell, a large amount of light immediately appeared in the sky in all directions, which was so numerous that it was almost inexhaustible.

"You have been surrounded by my immortal monks, with the imprint of the yuan god, and I can forgive your whole body." When the old man saw that Xiao Heng did not move, his heart was slightly tight. With a turn of his palm, a piece of Yuan Shen Ling appeared in his hand. Just as he was about to throw it at Xiao Heng, a huge blue and white streamer suddenly burst out in the blood fog.

Looking carefully, it turned out to be a huge gullium knife that was longer than two people. The golden runes on the gullum flowed more, and a sense of killing that dominated the world was also burst out of the gullium.

Looking at the huge gullium that was fiercely cut at their side, everyone's faces were instantly moved.

The old man did not dare to neglect. As soon as he opened his mouth, a golden round shield suddenly flew out of his mouth. In the face of the storm, it immediately turned into a round shield with a diameter of one foot in front of him.

And some of the monks beside him also showed their own defenses. The breath of the spiritual treasure is so horrible that everyone has to show their strongest defense means to defend.

Shen Ning felt the huge guve that was cut from a thousand feet away, and the old man's face was extremely rigorous.

Just as the dragon skeleton mixed yuan was about to be cut on the old man's golden round shield, a green flame suddenly burst out in the blood fog, and then it first fell into the dragon skeleton mixed yuan.

Suddenly, the bear turned into a pure fire and rose up in the dragon skeleton in an instant. The breath, which was already terrible enough, suddenly changed again.

The whole dragon skeleton mixed yuan, turned into a huge golden fire dragon in the blink of an eye. It roared in the air during the flying shot. The golden round shield in front of the old man immediately trembled disobediently, and even the spiritual shield in front of several monks with lower cultivation collapsed in the roar.

An ominous foreboding suddenly hit the hearts of all the monks.

It was not until this time that it really showed its terrible power.

"Boom..."

There was a bang, the spiritual fire shot, and the shield flew away. The spiritual shield in front of the old man in black robe and several strong men beside him collapsed in an instant. Even Xiao Heng did not hit him, and he flew out with blood.

There were dozens of people who didn't even have time to scream, so they turned into dust under the terrible temperature of Xiao Heng's pure fire.

"In the later stage of the virtual world, who are you? In the six worlds, there are still people who can practice until the later stage of the virtual world..." The old man slowly stopped his figure. After coughing up a mouthful of golden blood, he looked at Xiao Heng, who gradually appeared in horror, and asked.

"Qinglong clan, Xiao Heng." At this time, Xiao Heng was wrapped in cyan scales, and the metallic green dragon scales exuded a cold and piercing chill at any time. Standing in mid-air, three thousand white hairs were blown away by the wind, and they could only look up like the god king.

"Qing... Qinglong... The surname is Xiao... You are Xiao Yu's son. Why is your cultivation so high? Where is Jiuyuan Tianzun? Did you buy nine yuan Tianzun?" The old man's face was pale, and his heart had already set off a storm. A weak person who is almost ignored by them will one day practice so much that he can only look up.

Xiao Heng took a look at the countless monks who were getting closer and closer, and his face gradually became solemn. No matter how high his cultivation is, the spiritual power in his body will eventually be consumed. Xiao Heng is also quite difficult to deal with this dense group of monks.

However, Xiao Heng is not afraid. With his cultivation, only the Taoist who wants to escape from the six realms can stop him. These monks have no ability to stop Xiao Heng at all. Of course, it's not necessarily if there is any powerful formation.

Therefore, Xiao Heng also didn't want to be entangled with these locust-like monks. He killed several virtual strong men again. After putting up a nine palace lock fairy sword array, Xiao Heng was also in a trance and disappeared.

By the time a large number of monks gathered in all directions arrived here, more than a hundred virtual strong men were already lying on the square here wailing.

Xiao Heng's domineering spirit of the green dragon, even the strong man in the virtual world has to suffer a lot.

"Quick... Take us out of here. This place has been set up by that man. The old man in black lay next to a broken jade brick on the edge of the square, looking anxiously at a strong man in the Holy Land.

The blow of Xiao Henglong's skeleton mixed yuan not only shattered its strongest spiritual shield, but also penetrated into his meridians and constantly destroyed the meridians in his body. No matter how he urges the refining of Benyuan elixir fire, the spirit of the green dragon and a trace of pure fire are attached to its meridians like a maggot of the tarbutary, so that it can't lift a trace of spiritual power at all.

After hearing the words, a strong man in the Holy Land also changed his face. Before he could make any reaction, ten miles above the sky, under the thick and earthly atmosphere of heaven and earth, thousands of swords had condensed.

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