Chapter 18 The Fierceness of Star Peak
Zixiajing is in the branch of the Mingling Star.
Up to nearly ten battles, the facade is a super-large station of more than 300 meters. The wisps of purple gas are wrapped around the high hanging plaque. The three shining characters of the looming 'Zixiajing' are telling everyone that this is the residence of the first sect of the Xiuzhen world, and only Zixiajing. The station has such momentum. Even if the facade of Tianxinzong is more than 300 meters, the height is only three feet, which is the limit! The residences of super-large sects are different from other sects, which is the hierarchy gap!
"Wow, Dad, I want to practice in Zixia Realm!" A little boy who still looked childish looked at the magnificent Zixiajing residence, his eyes showed envy, and said to his father.
My father looked at Zixiajing and said secretly, "How can it be so easy to enter Zixiajing? For the sake of my children, I practiced the skills of a small sect. My life expectancy has been extended, but for more than a hundred years, my property is only a top-quality crystal. This is enough for the cost of the child to report There are not enough elixirs to practice in the future!"
"Xiang'er, the cultivation of Zixiajing is really too hard. Father will help you find a fun sect, okay?" The father said to the child.
"No, no, I want this, I'm going to Zixiajing!" Xiang'er has obviously made a decision, and the 'fun' sect can't attract him.
Suddenly, my father felt that the air around him seemed to be cold. "What's going on?" Father frowned, but he knew that the whole Mingling City was the same as the other four holy places. They are all covered by the separate artifact "Colorful Xinluo", and the temperature will not change at all.
"Ding, Dong, Dong..." My father clearly heard his heartbeat, and after a hundred years of practice, he knew that there must be a super master here, a master he could not imagine.
Zhang Xingfeng's face was gloomy, and his body emitted a cold air that covered the essence of the flute film. It seemed that the voice from Jiuyou Hell suddenly sounded: "People who are not in Zixiajing leave quickly!" How can those people move by themselves at this time? Zhang Xingfeng put too much pressure on them. Zhang Xingfeng's infinite power was instantly clear who was the disciple of Zixiajing.
"Wow~~~~~~" The air made a terrible strange sound, and the aura of heaven and earth here was completely disordered. With Zhang Xingfeng's intention, the disciples of Zixiajing stationed in the blink of the blink of an eye were transferred to the distance.
"Dad, why did we get here? Aren't we in Zixiajing?" Xianger looked at the strange building in front of her and asked her father doubtfully.
"Someone took action against Zixiajing, and someone actually took action against Zixiajing!" At this time, my father was completely shocked. In the past 100 million years, who dared to take action against Zixiajing, judging from the momentum just now. He knew that it was a top master. Although he was very confident in Zixiajing, there was a voice in his heart telling him that Zixiajing had provoked people who should not be provoked this time.
"The sky has changed!" The father muttered, immediately looked around, and quickly left with the child in his arms.
"Who is it? Who came to my Zixiajing station? Don't you know that this is the Zixiajing station? In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen disciples rushed out of the station.
Zhang Xingfeng sneered. He knew that the disciples stationed in the station were generally the core disciples with success in cultivation. His divine knowledge of the core braids here has been found out, a total of 360 people!
"Send the letter back to Zixiajing and tell them that my name is Zhang Xingfeng, which is a complicated hatred for the disciples of Tianxin Sect!" Zhang Xingfeng said coldly.
"I'm not a big deal. I'm so arrogant when I come to Zixia. Brothers, let's form a 'Pray for the Purple Circle"!" The disciples of Zixiajing saw at a glance that Zhang Xingfeng's skills were extremely high, far from comparable to their core disciples.
The purple light flashed among more than a dozen core disciples in an instant, as if the purple needle and thread were weaving, wearing a Yuanying.
"Ah!" Ah!" Ah!" Ah!" Ah!" Ah!".......
The screams kept ringing, and the more than 300 core disciples inside finally realized that there was a strong enemy outside, and all the disciples immediately began to rush out. The brilliance of the flying sword reflected the whole Zixia, but no disciple was in the mood to notice all this, because... Zhang Xingfeng is so horrible!
"This sword is because you secretly supported the shuttle away from the Sect to destroy my Tianxin Sect in the last time!" Zhang Xingfeng looked coldly at these disciples of Zixiajing.
"Don't talk too much to this guy, brothers, kill!" These core disciples all used their own unique tricks.
"This sword killed more than a dozen of my core disciples!"
The purple needle and thread began to weave happily again, and the purple colored threads at the door of the Zixiajing station kept flashing. The disciples screamed one by one. Yuanying was destroyed, the soul was scattered, and it could not be born forever!
"Ah!" Ah!" Ah!" Ah!" Ah!" Ah!".........
The disciples of Zixiajing screamed in despair. As long as the purple light from hell flashed, a brother would die, and those disciples who had not yet died were even more afraid, because their attacks could not cause any damage to the other party at all.
Zhang Xingfeng looked at all this with a sneer like a demon king. He let the attack of the other party. That attack could not hurt him at all. Pangu was the body of the sky fire of lavender sky fire. When Feiku reached the strength of Daluo Jinxian, he was not afraid of the attack of Daluo Jinxian, and Zhang The body of Tianhuo is more powerful than Pangu. The sky fire is already purple sky fire, and even a little dark purple has been produced. Daluo Jinxian is simply itching. It is estimated that Jiutian Xuanxian can only give him a slight skin injury.
Zhang Xingfeng himself didn't know how horrible his body was. He had embarked on a different path from Pangu. Zhang Xingfeng didn't know how powerful it was. All he knew was that Xiaolong's attack could not break his defense at all.
"Maybe this time, I will have a chance to know how strong my body is!" A sneer flashed on Zhang Xingfeng's face, and he thought of the nine-day Xuanxian in Zixiajing.
"Ah, you are the devil, you are the devil!" You are the devil!" You are the devil, you are the devil!" These disciples seemed to be crazy one by one. One of them died. Zhang Xingfeng didn't even move his clothes under their attack!
"Well, now let your guys in Zixiajing know the result of the opposition to my Tianxin Sect!" Zhang Xingfeng's figure flashed, and shadows appeared around the station. All Zixiajing are crazy, hysterical cutting around crazily, messy and unmantled...
The remnants flashed the body of every disciple in Zixiajing with a blood-red light. Every time the blood-red light flashed through a body, the disciple stopped his madness, as if he had turned into a stone sculpture, did not move, and the high flying sword also fixed.
A second later, Zhang Xingfeng returned to his original place of standing. Zhang Xingfeng was afraid to look at those disciples who seemed to have been fixed. Suddenly, all the disciples of Zixiajing instantly turned into a pile of shredded meat and spread all over the ground.
Zhang Xingfeng suddenly looked up and saw that the plaque with the word 'Zixiajing' seemed to be particularly dazzling. Zhang Xingfeng sneered and waved his right hand faintly!
"Zero point crack - dimensional chopping!"
In an instant, the huge luxurious and magnificent place of Zixiajing, which the little boy envied, was completely crushed by the cracks in the space, leaving only the gravel on the ground...
Zhang Xingfeng turned around and left!
"It's time for the next one to go to Drain!"
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Zifan was extremely excited at this time, and took nearly a hundred immortals with the 'immortal worship group' to the mountain gate of Tianxin Sect.
"Elder Fan, the mountain gate of Tianxinzong is in front of Fangyan Mountain!" A fairy said to Zifan.
"Hey hey, there are several disciples of Tianxin Sect. They are disciples of Tianxin Sect. Wow, that's my old immortal~~~~~" A Luo Tiantian fairy saw the disciples of Tianxin Sect in the distance returning to Tianxin Sect at a fast speed, and couldn't help screaming with joy!
Tianxin Sect has received a letter from his disciple Yu Jian. He knows that now that Zixiajing has begun to deal with Tianxin Sect, the elders of Tianxin Sect have no right way, but they know that the guardian array of Tianxin Sect is extremely powerful, and they can only rely on the array of Emperor Tianxin Sect now.
All the disciples in Tianyanxing were summoned back to Fangyan Mountain by Tianxin Sect. At this time, the disciples of Tianxin Sect found by those immortals in Zixiajing were the disciples who were summoned back to Yanshan Mountain.
"Hahaha..." Those immortals in Zixia Realm, the immortals laughed wildly, the fairy weapons flew everywhere, the sad blood-colored flowers were blooming, and the disciples of Tianxin Sect were being killed one by one...
Zifan let all the immortals attack the disciples of Tianxin Sect of Tianyanxing, first kill all the disciples outside Fangyan Mountain, and then uniformly kill them into the Tianxin Sect! This is Zifan's idea!
Biyan sat gloomily on the hall. At this time, the disciples of Tianxin Sect outside were being killed, and these elders of Tianxin Sect, the suzerain could only watch, and there was no way.
Bi stood up angrily, with an angry expression, and his eyes were burning, as if he was going to devour people.
"Blue Fury, sit down!" Bi Yan said harshly.
Bi turned around and looked at Bi Yan angrily. Bi Yan couldn't take his eyes off him. Bi sighed angrily and sat down.
More than 30 of the 53 Yuanzhu placed in the hall have been broken. All the elders looked at these beads and felt sad. These Yuanzhu are exactly the Yuanzhu connected to the 53 core disciple Yuanying outside.
Once the disciple dies, Yuanzhu will also break up.
"Bang!" Pop!" " Pop!" " Bang!"... The sound of breaking is constantly ringing, and every elder's heart is as painful as a needle. These core disciples are the future of Tianxin Sect. For the core disciples, it is unimaginable how much effort Tianxin Sect has spent. Nearly a thousand core disciples, fifty-three of them are gone at once.
"Fifty-three core disciples who will return from outside Fang Yanshan are dead in the future. As for five hundred and sixty-four low-level disciples, it's hard to say!" Biliu said helplessly. At the same time, Biqi had recorded these news in Yu Jian's letter, and in the jade letter next to Zhang Xingfeng, these news also appeared at the same time.
Yujian's message is supporting. There is news on one Yujian's message, and the other's Yujian's message will also be displayed. Generally, large sects are equipped for elders and core disciples.
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At this time, Zhang Xingfeng was going to Tianlongxing. He felt the shock of Yujian's rumors, so he immediately took it out. As soon as he saw the news, Zhang Xingfeng was cold in his heart and immediately entered the message: "Don't go out. "Fantasy Kills Dust Array" can completely resist Daluo
Zhang Xingfeng's eyes narrowed slightly, and the cold light flashed. The cold air on his body became a little thicker, and his figure accelerated and rushed to the Dragon Star.
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"Elder Fan, except for Fang Yanshan, you can hardly find the disciples of Tianxin Sect on Tianyanxing. You can go to the old nest of Tianxin Sect!" A Luo Tianxian urged. At this time, he was thinking about the fairy weapons and fairy crystals in the Tianxin Sect. He knew that the Tianxin Sect was equipped with all the core disciples' fairy weapons. How could such a sect have no oil and water?
All immortals have a trace of excitement in their hearts. For the sake of fairy crystals, for the top fairy weapons, there are more fairy crystals, the cultivation is increased faster, and with more strengthened fairy weapons, their attack power will also be improved, and their status will also be improved.
The elder looked at the appearance of these immortals, smiled and said, "Okay, let's go, kill Tianxinzong!" After saying that, he led the group of robber immortals to rush to Fang Yanshan.
The immortals are very fast. Some perform the art of the imperial sword, some perform teleportation, and one of them rushed to Fang Yan Mountain!
Without any discipline, just kill it in! In their eyes, what is the power of the formation of small sects?
The elder suddenly stopped, because he suddenly felt a trembling in his heart. Such a foreboding had saved his life several times. The last time he went to the magic field to collect the double stone, if it hadn't been for the foreboding, he would have died!
The elder was confused, and his face suddenly changed, because he saw the immortals who went in look frightened one by one, attacking crazily, attacking his companions, some even attacking himself, and the formation will also attack them!
"Stop, don't go in!" The elder generally howled loudly, but it was too late. At this time, only three immortals had not entered because of the slow speed, and the rest of the immortals had already entered.
"Ah! It's an artifact!" Ah, father, don't kill me!" Ah, brother, don't blame me, don't come!"...
The immortals shouted crazily in the formation, hysterical, as if they saw something still horrible, and the unique move was also a crazy attack. They didn't know anything, they only knew to save their lives.
Kill, kill, kill!
Kill everything that blocks them, whether it's a father, a brother, or a master, as long as you stop them!
Zifan looked at all this, and an uncontrollable fear came out of his heart. Looking at the ferocious expressions of those immortals, the cry in the deepest part of his heart, all of which made him crazy.
"Go, go, this is hell, this is the star of despair, go, go..." Zifan howled, desperately used the big move, and disappeared in an instant. The howling sound still echoed between heaven and earth...