The Earth Conquers All Worlds

The clothes fluttered to the ground, white as snow, not a single trace of blood or filth, the venue was silent at the same time, and needles could be heard falling.

The arrogance of the White Tiger Sect, the newly promoted Jindan who was only over 150 years old, fell like this?

The eyes of many golden cores present were full of unbelievable dreaminess. Although the world of cultivating immortals is dangerous, golden core monks do not belong to this category. Except for the death of golden core monks in the battle between righteousness and evil, in normal times, golden core monks are very Difficult to die.

The furious Shen Junlin was startled suddenly, and stood there blankly as if he had lost all his soul. He stretched out his right hand to grab something, but he didn't grab anything.

"It was that bastard who made the move just now?"

The white-haired old man of the White Tiger Sect has lost all his demeanor, his hair is disheveled, he roars hysterically, and his spiritual sense domineeringly sweeps over those Xiaozong Jindan and even Jianhu Zhenren and others one by one, trying to find a trace of clues, especially in the The gate of Bishuimen is green and charming.

It is very impolite to roughly scan other people's bodies with their spiritual sense, and it involves a lot of concealment, which caused many Jindan monks to look down. Just as they were about to say something, they saw Lao Dao and Shen Junlin almost crazy. But he couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and he didn't dare to say any more.

Immortal Jianhu and a big man with a thick red beard from Jinwu Valley showed displeasure, but they didn't say anything.

"Hehe, which fellow daoist made the move? Needless to say now, if there is a chance in the future, I can help you a little."

In the void, there appeared a figure wearing a black robe with an ordinary face. His face was as pale as paper, his whole body was bent like a skeleton, and his breath was extremely weak. Obviously, he had exhausted the last trace of his strength in the previous battle. Even a monk in the Qi period can put him to death.

However, although his body is weak, his eyes are terribly bright, with a satisfied expression on his face, he is obsessed with watching the half-inch long red flying sword floating in front of him, the flying sword vibrates cheerfully, and seems to be extremely happy.

Yuan Qianjun, who also had some joy on his face, was a little speechless: "Can you stop being so stingy? No matter what people say, it has helped a lot. You just plan to do a small favor for him and forget it?"

Zhao Shi didn't refute: "That's right, I'm just that stingy. It's the uncle who owes the money."

"Hong Jiang, what do you want to do?"

Among the crowd, Qing Mei, the master of the Bishui Gate, suddenly heard a coquettish shout, and a gleaming green umbrella opened to protect her in the body, the tip of the umbrella had a chilling light.

"What are you doing?"

Old Daoist Hong Jiang had a grim expression on his face: "Among all the people present, you and Lang'er have the most grievances, and you are the most suspected. Say, did you make the move? If you tell me, I only want your life, and I will spare Bishuimen." My life."

With a strong murderous look, he said, "Lang'er just fell in love with your disciple's humble life, just for fun, I, the White Tiger Sect, have blessed you for many years, and some ants in the condensed realm will take it, dare you have it?" Complaints are life and death."

Qingmei's face darkened: "I don't know what you are talking about, if there is evidence that I really murdered Fellow Daoist Shen Lang, I would like to catch him without a fight.

I just heard what Fellow Daoist said, that he wants to be tortured into a trick?

Is the White Tiger Sect ready to treat Xiaozong Jindan like me like pigs and dog slaves and can be bullied at will? "

Her words were puns, which affected many Xiaozong monks around, causing their complexions to change slightly.

But Hong Jiang, who was furious, ignored these people at all: "Okay, since you bitch don't want to admit it, then die for me."

A square brick with metallic luster appeared in his hand, and the golden brick suddenly enlarged in mid-air, becoming a size of more than ten feet. , walking slowly.

Seeing this, the people around Qingmei looked normal,

The figure flashed away and left.

"Hong Jiang is crazy."

"This golden brick is a famous magic weapon that has been passed down to the far south. It is so powerful that Sect Master Qingmei is in danger."

Unable to get away for a short time, the strong sense of crisis pierced her skin, Qing Mei couldn't care less, she could only put all her mana into the Qingluo umbrella above her head, the green light of the Qingluo umbrella was shining brightly, expanding a circle, and Sisi Strands of blue silk hung down to protect her.

Then she stretched out her hand and pointed, the blue light on the green Luo umbrella lit up, several blue long spears and daggers turned into sharp blue lights and shot towards the golden light bricks coming from the sky, the air was scratched to pieces, In terms of power, it is much stronger than the attacks of Zhao Shi and Shen Lang.

ding ding ding~

But what is desperate is that these powerful attacks can only disperse the golden light on the outermost layer of the golden light brick. A strong attack can only smash the earth and rocks on the mountain to pieces, and has no effect on the mountain that has existed since ancient times.

boom!

Under Qingmei's terrified gaze, the golden brick turned into a golden light and fell straight down, with a scalp-numbing creaking sound, and Qingmei, who was tightly protected by the Qingluo umbrella, looked like a small blue ball Being blown away, a big hole was smashed into the wall of the Zhangxu wide palace built of wide and thick bluestone, and then a deep hole was smashed into the ground.

hiss~

Seeing this, the Golden Core cultivators around could not help but gasp. They are both mid-stage Golden Core cultivators, why is there such a big gap?

cough cough

The smoke and dust dissipated, revealing Qingmei's extremely embarrassed figure. The aura of the talisman Qingluo Umbrella was dim, her face was like gold paper, blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, and her left arm was hanging down feebly.

This is because she deflected the golden brick's attack at a critical moment, and ejected herself to a distance to offset part of the attack, otherwise it would not be so easy to dodge the attack.

Dong dong dong, Hong Jiang came with heavy steps, holding the golden light brick in his right hand, like a majestic golden light god: "Bitch, you still haven't pleaded guilty?"

Qing Mei ignored him, and smiled miserably at the people around her: "Are you all still standing by and watching? I, Qing Mei, swear to Heaven, I never shot that Shen Lang boy just now.

The White Tiger Sect regards us as slaves and bullies us at will. Today is me, and death is not a pity. In the future, I will be fellow Taoists! "

The Xiaozong Jindan monks around him had complex expressions, and Hong Jiang's move was really chilling. However, the Yuanying monk was an insurmountable mountain, and he didn't know where to start when he resisted?

However, Hong Jiang sneered: "Swear to the way of heaven? Qingmei, this set has long been outdated. This kind of oath involving the heart, as long as one's spirit and heart are firm, this kind of oath can be as much as you want, do you think Are we the kind of ancient monks who are easy to deceive?"

"I'm just looking for a punching bag. I didn't expect that the life of a Golden Core cultivator would be so cheap." Qingmei said coldly, "It's just that you think a mere mid-stage Golden Core cultivator can treat me like a pig and dog and slaughter me at will?"

She looked at Hong Jiang with a sneer on her face, a golden core slowly emerged from her chest, and she closed it on the already dim Qingluo umbrella. Black lines immediately appeared around the Qingluo Umbrella, exuding an extremely destructive aura, causing the confident Hong Jiang to stop immediately and shield the attacking golden bricks in front of him.

"No one is allowed to leave!"

The Jindan cultivators around felt a chill in their hearts, and instinctively wanted to leave, but they immediately stopped where they were when they touched Qingmei's cold eyes, not daring to move.