Chapter 93 ferocious

"Hold and hand over my foundation, or you will die!"

Nalan Zhouyi unexpectedly looked at this arrogant second ancestor, a nine-level monk in the practice period, and was lawless. He didn't expect so many golden elixirs. The monks in the foundation period had not spoken yet. He was the first to be a bird, but those golden elixirs and the monks in the foundation period were also happy to be up.

"What if I don't hand it in?"

Nalan Zhouyi was not afraid at all. He looked at Nianyu with great interest, and there was such a group of guys who took advantage of the fire.

"Don't hand it in? Then don't blame me for being ruthless, detain your yuan god, and taste the pain for a lifetime!"

The lawless Nianyu looked at Zhouyi coldly and proudly, thinking that Nianyu was a tyrant of the city. Who dares to offend him? If there is something that is not open to offend him, it is common for him, and it is common for the world to disappear!

But did this sentence really stimulate Nalan Zhouyi to detain the yuan god? This is equivalent to the hatred of destroying the family. The idea that will never be surpassed. Nalan Zhouyi cooled down and was completely furious.

"I just said, if you don't want to die, get out of here quickly. Within three breaths, those who haven't left are all my enemies!"

Nalan Zhouyi glanced coldly. In the middle of the two golden elixirs, there were five monks in the early Jindan period who had just arrived, more than 70 monks in the foundation period, and hundreds of monks who did not know whether they were alive or died.

"A breath!" Nalan Zhouyi closed his eyes and spoke coldly.

"Damn, who does he think he is? It's also the cultivation of the foundation-building period, and I still want to scare me to retreat, but there is no door!" A monk in the later stage of foundation building looked at Nalan Zhouyi with golden eyes, as if looking at an inexhaustible wealth.

"That's right, one-on-one, he is not afraid, not to mention that there are so many golden elixirs, so many foundation-building, he will be tired to death!" The other treacherous smiled and slowly thought about Nalan Zhou Yi's forced to come.

"Two breaths!"

Nalan Zhouyi counted without any waves, but some monks who saw money and opened their eyes woke up in an instant.

"Oh, I'm so bold that I dared to move the earth on Taisui's head and leave quickly. I was destroyed by others during my practice period!" A thin monk woke up in an instant, sweating coldly on his back, and slipped out of the team.

"I'm really obsessed!"

Many monks in the practice period quickly retreated. One by one, they have lingering lingering hearts. Those who are predestined to get the treasures, but they get it and have to enjoy it. These monks in the practice period do not think that they have obtained treasures, but can still keep them in the hands of so many golden elixirs and basing monks in the foundation period. Come on.

"A group of timid guys, no wonder it can only be a period of practice!" A mid-base monk sneered coldly.

"Huh? Cowardly, this guy is so calm and has so much wealth that there will definitely be a backhand behind him, or hide his cultivation. I still won't go through this muddy water!"

Next to the monk in the middle of the foundation, another monk in the late foundation building was silent for a moment. Looking at Nalan Zhouyi, he always felt an unfathomable smell. Thinking about it, he unconsciously felt frightened. His heart jumped, his body flashed, and flew out of the crowd.

"Hum, as timid as a mouse, but it's okay to leave. When I grab one or two treasures this time, the sacrifice is successful, and then I will destroy you. I've been looking forward to your cloud sleeve for a long time!"

The monk who looked at the late foundation building in the middle of the foundation, his eyes flashed and smiled strangely at the corners of his mouth.

"Three breaths!" Nalan Zhouyi read it gently and then opened his eyes gently.

In the middle of the two golden elixirs, the monks in the early five golden elixirs did not change their look from beginning to end, but they had been guarding around Nalan Zhouyi to prevent Nalan Zhouyi from escaping. At a distance, how prominent it was that Nalan Zhouyi was surrounded and stood alone in the crowd at this time.

"Well, if you want to scare me, are you scared? There's nothing you can do. Come on, kill him!" Nianyu shouted arrogantly again.

Nalan Zhouyi's expression suddenly changed, and the Buddha dragon in his body woke up, and a terrible fluctuation was about to break out, with a sonorous sound.

This is even the two monks in the middle of the golden elixir, who are also cautious and obedient. This is not the true fluctuation of the monks in the foundation period, and the golden elixir is nothing more than that in the later period. At this time, they are like facing a big enemy, guns and sticks for a time, 18 kinds of weapons, suddenly came out.

"You want to die!"

With Nalan Zhouyi's shouting, the true qi fluctuation in his body reached the extreme, as if he had found a breakthrough, surging.

"No thoughts, no life scriptures - the shadows are changeable!"

"Qingfeng Fujian Record - Sword goes without shadow!"

Nalan Zhou is angry. As soon as he kills, he will kill in groups. No matter whether he is a golden elixir, building a foundation, or a period of practicing qi, if he dares to kill himself, he can only kill him without mercy.

For a moment, the figure of Nalan Zhouyi was everywhere. The shadow of the sword filled the void on every side, ringing, and the seemingly calm breeze supported the sword record. The sword went away without shadow, and the sword body disappeared, with only a sonorous sound.

"What's going on?" Before the man finished his words, a like-like sword light directly cut the man's throat, with a bang, and his soul died.

"Sword spirit? What kind of skill is this? With a sneer, the broken star sword passed through his chest and killed it invisibly. The rest of the people suddenly became scared. This spell is unheard of and seen. How can this fight!?

Ah~! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

With a scream, one after another, a body fell into a pool of blood, with wide eyes wide eyes, and he couldn't close his eyes. "How could I die there?" This is what many people thought before they died.

Nalan Zhouyi was not moved by it. He wanted to kill the murderer Renheng and showed no mercy. Qingfeng helped the sword record, the ninth layer of shadow sword, and the sword went without shadow. With Nalan Zhouyi's Wushengjing, it is simply the best fairy art of group killing!

The terrible sword spirit fluctuated, slowly swinging layers of ripples, collapsing and sinking in the void. A monk in the early stage of the golden elixir, one did not pay attention, a sword spirit inadvertently penetrated the head, and the sword in his hand unconsciously waved, while his body fell to the ground with a bang, and his forehead was bleeding.

The other early monk next to Jindan could have resisted the silent attack of these two supreme immortal arts, but with the roar of another monk in the early Jindan before his death, he was lost his mind. The same sword spirit was lively chest, straight into the pool of blood, staring at his frightened eyes, and wanted to Cry silently and cry without tears.

"Good boy, fortunately I run fast!"

"What a fierce foundation-building monk!"

"Evil through the ages!"

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In a blink of an eye, there are only four figures left in place. In addition to Nalan Zhouyi, there are also two monks in the middle of Jindan, only the standard second ancestor of Nianyu.

Nalan Zhouyi passed a dead body in a daze, and a hundred phantoms appeared in an instant, with one or two storage bags in each hand, as well as a sword and a stick.

"This is all wealth! It can't be wasted!"

Nalan Zhouyi excitedly put away so many storage bags, as well as swords and treasures. Even if it is useless to Nalan Zhouyi himself, he will establish a sect in the future. This is all wealth, and it can't be wasted.

Find Nalan Zhouyi's own statement: These are hard-won, how can they be wasted!

Nianyu and two mid-Jindan monks looked at each other and kicked the iron plate. Now it was really auspicious and frightened one by one. However, when they saw that Nalan Zhouyi even took away the storage bags of the monks during the practice period, they were a little contemptuous, but no one showed it, and looked at Nalan Zhou Yi He stared at the three of them and stared at them for a moment.

My heart is getting cold!