Chapter 113 Kill the invading!

"The latest news is that Juetianmen, the largest sect of the Daxia Empire, has sent a large number of disciples to the southern barbarian mountains to compete for the magic finger!"

Such a message also quickly spread to the cultivation world of the whole Tianyuan Continent.

Compared with other sects and families, the Water Moon Pavilion only sent disciples, but none of the leaders came out, showing the demeanor of the great faction.

The 100,000 mountains of Nanman suddenly became a gathering place for practitioners in Tianyuan mainland, and practitioners from all walks of life flocked from all directions. Over the 100,000 mountains of Nanman, there is a blood red, with a sad spirit, and the strong killing is spreading and vast. The bells seem to have come through time and space from ancient times, dull and melodious.

The mysterious demon pointed out that the whole cultivation world in Tianyuan mainland has completely gone crazy. The world has no way to know its origin. They only know that once they have it, their combat effectiveness will soar in an instant, which is what all practitioners dream of.

The Antarctic Jedi, the seventh floor of the nine-story god and demon tower, the headless demon body of the light god stands quietly between heaven and earth, and the silk magic spirit surrounds him. He was motionless towards the south. For a long time, he smiled faintly in his stomach: "The quiet and endless years in the cultivation world should be a little moving."

Juetianmen, Hong Yu and other disciples left the Shimen and went straight to the 100,000 mountains in the south. Hundreds of disciples were vast all the way. Far away from the 100,000 mountains, they felt a magnificent murderous atmosphere coming in front of them, and even faintly heard the sound of shouting and killing and the sound of the collision of peerless artifacts.

Obviously, the battle for magic fingers in 100,000 mountains has begun. Some ordinary people here have moved away in order not to be affected.

"Squeak... The rat said that the momentum sounds quite huge, and I like it! This divine rat is coming, roar~"

General Hucun also came. He stood very humanely on Hong Yu's shoulder with two hind claws, and a pair of bean-like mouse eyes radiated excited light. It is a rare shield, and how could Hong Yu waste it?

There are many practitioners in Tianyuan mainland whose cultivation is unfathomable, especially the leaders of some sects and ancestors of families. Some people speculate that these existences may have already broken through the disaster and achieved great perfection. There are many reasons why they are not on a grinding road like Zheng Fengying, but most of them are because they want to sit in the family or sect.

Murong Qi, a disciple of Tianyunfeng, is also a natural militant, with a fanatical face on his little face: "Haha, kill it, kill it. Let them go first, and it's better to fight with each other first. We will benefit from the fisherman.

"That's right. Many perverts have come out this time. The magic finger will never be so easy to get. Let's slow down the speed of progress." Lu Feng, a disciple of Piaofeng, also said that he now represents the highest existence of Juetianmen. Naturally, he has to think about the safety of his brothers and sisters first. As for whether he can get the magic finger in the end, it is completely up to nature.

Hong Yu, Arnold, Murong Qi, Xiao Yuesheng and Long Yan, these five disciples of Tianyunfeng have always been together and have not been separated. As for Qianlan, Hong Yu asked her to stay in the sky for the time being. He didn't want her to come out so soon. This is his killer. If he doesn't need her to appear, he will try not to let her appear.

As the disciples of Juetianmen moved forward, the murderous atmosphere in front of them became heavier and heavier. In the oncoming wind, there was already a trace of blood. On the ground, even one or two bodies could be seen occasionally. The death was tragic and fatal.

"The fight ahead looks very fierce!"

Danmu Jing, the daughter of the Duanmu family, frowned slightly, half squinted a pair of beautiful eyes, and looked very calm. She knew that her ancestors took the people of the clan, and she was the apple of the family. If the family fought for the magic finger, it would undoubtedly be equivalent to fighting for it.

On this day, the disciples finally traveled thousands of miles away from 100,000 mountains. In front of him, there is a bloody sky, with a strong murderous intention, as majestic as mountains and seas.

A mysterious magic finger has really set off a bloody storm in the cultivation world!

"Wow...!"

Suddenly, a big hand suddenly appeared in the void, with the roaring wind, directly patting the crowd, and wanted to smash them with one slap.

This is not a wave, and the wave can't be that far away, but a strong monks set an ambush halfway to kill the monks who came to fight for the magic finger and minimize the number of people competing.

"No, this is a peerless master. Let's go."

The disciples were shocked and quickly retreated.

"Boom...!" With a loud noise, the huge palms of his hands patted on the ground, leaving a deep pit.

Then, I saw the void in front of me shaking gently, swinging like a water wave, and I saw a person slowly protruding in the center of the void.

The comer was tall, dressed in an earthy yellow gown, with long hair flying, with his hands behind his back, standing quietly in the void, looking down at the disciples coldly. A powerful breath diffused silently from him.

"A group of milky and undrying teenagers also want to go to 100,000 mountains to fight for the magic finger? Go home and drink milk for a few more years. The faint tone slowly spit out from the visitor's mouth.

Hearing this, the dead mouse jumped up on Hong Yu's shoulder on the spot and squeaked, "The mouse said, how dare you say that my mouse's milk is not dry? You're going to laugh to death."

The dead mouse has only turned into a mouse shape for a thousand years. If you start to calculate from the formation of a magic soldier, you don't even know how long it has been.

There was a soft snorting in his nose, and the comer said coldly, "The rats are rats, and they don't even talk big or small."

"Rat said, ignorant human beings should be killed!" The village rat squeaked with anger.

"I'll fight you!" Long Yan raised his eyebrows gently and immediately rose to the sky.

"I can help you." The village rat was angry and took the initiative to ask for it.

Standing proudly in the void, there was no superfluous words. Long Yan was very straightforward, shot directly, and punched the visitor.

As a disciple of Tianyunfeng, his cultivation is naturally extraordinary. This fist is unparalleled, and his fist quickly becomes bigger in the air.

"Boom...!"

The two punched each other in the air, and the void was so compressed by the pressure of this pair of punches that the void trembled violently. Long Yan suddenly withdrew more than ten feet away. The offender was also shocked and flew out. After standing still, he smiled faintly and said, "The disciple of Juetianmen is still a little Taoist, but he wants to get the magic finger. , still talking about dreams. I told you, get out of here and drink milk and kill--"

The comer stood proudly, hunting in his clothes, and his black hair flew. Suddenly, he shot like an arrow. The second punch crossed the void and quickly bombarded Long Yan. However, in front of him, a huge mouse suddenly appeared, resisting his punch.

"Squeak... The mouse said, such a flower fist to show off your legs, will you tickle Grandpa Rat?" The dead mouse laughed. It could even carry down the magic hand of the god of light, not to mention that it was just a monk in the world.

The dead mouse turned into a super mouse and pointed to the person with a mouse's paw in the air, laughing angrily: "The rat said that ignorant human beings, Xiaoqiang, who claims to be immortal, have any moves, although it has been used on the mouse, I will follow."

The comer finally changed his color. He knew that he underestimated this mouse before. This dead mouse was originally a pervert!

"Don't waste time with him." The indifferent voice spit out from Arnold's mouth, and he suddenly rushed up with a huge black iron sword, standing side by side with Long Yan, and the huge iron sword pointed straight ahead.

"Swipe!"

Murong Qi also rushed up with the heavenly sword and stood side by side with the two of them. Then, Lu Feng, Duanmujing, Ruoshui, Shu Qiqi and other disciples of the Heavenly Gate rushed up in the blink of an eye and showed their respective weapons one after another, pointing straight at the comers, which was murderous.

Such a battle, even if a world-class master comes, may not be able to resist it!

Seeing that the situation was not good, the comer frowned and said a word. He immediately made a fingerprint with his hand, and his figure quickly blurred.

"Would you like to escape? It's not that easy! Since it's coming, if you can't beat it, you'll stay!"

A voice came from the ground. Before the words fell, he saw a huge golden hand suddenly chased out and grabbed the man on the spot.

Hong Yu's god-killing hand is the eleventh heaven!

He didn't rush up with his disciples, but he paid more attention to the movement of the comeer on the ground to prevent him from escaping.

"Kill!"

The disciples of the Heavenly Gate rushed forward and directly destroyed all the gods killed by the man.

The cultivation of this comer is obviously not weak. If you look at the cultivation world of Tianyuan Continent, he can also be regarded as a top master, but if you want him to face the disciples of Juetianmen alone, the situation is still the same as hitting stones with eggs.

A mountain appeared in front of it, and there was no bird on the mountain, which was as silent as death.