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The male monk really thought that he was invincible in the world. He laughed wildly and looked at the young man in front of him. His eyes were full of killing. However, he still had a question that had not been answered. Therefore, he should ask clearly before killing him, otherwise he would be very entangled in this matter.

"Boy, my array is already at the seventh level. One of them is a Mahayana monk and the other is a god transforming monk. It's reasonable for them to enter by force. How did you get in? Are you also a Mahayana monk, or do you know the array I set up. Please answer me quickly. Don't let me wait too long. I don't have the patience." The man testified.

Zhong Ming looked at him with a sneer and didn't want to answer his question. He was just a monk on the top of the mountain. He really thought he was the same thing. Zhong Ming walked towards his direction without any expression.

"Boy, you don't answer my question. If you die in such a hurry, I will help you." Originally, he wanted to understand the cultivation realm of this boy, and also wanted to know how Zhong Ming came in. At this time, he was no longer in the mood to ask questions. His anger had already made him lose his mind. He raised his hand and grabbed it like Zhong Ming.

Just when he thought that he could easily kill the bell, he found that his illusory hand was still in the air and could not move, and the air around him solidified. This was definitely not the situation used by Mahayana friars, but it was the realm of virtual friars. Although he had just stepped into the threshold of riding on the top, he was very aware of this feeling, and he was not ignorant "I'm scared. I've been in the field of others, just like I've been in other people's territory. My life and death are in the hands of others.

He was arrogant and arrogant only for a moment. When Zhong Ming met Zhong Ming, he had no self conceited capital. Obviously, he was a virtual monk. Although he was a little younger, he was an optional elder in the field of martial arts. At this time, the sweat on his forehead was seeping out.

"Autumn leaf sword, let us leave wisely. I won't investigate this matter, or even if you kill us today, Jing family will avenge us." The Mahayana nun saw that qiuyejian and the young man began to fight. At this time, she did not see who was the winner. Therefore, she said with half threat and half inducement.

Zhong Ming was speechless for a while. She could only control the old man with her territory. But she didn't see it and let them go. If the old man had the ability to subdue himself, would he give them a chance to survive? It's just a dream. It seems that they still lack experience. In this spiritual world, people use reason to persuade people, relying on fists, and your ability is not strong They have no right to speak, so they can go out and walk, and their elders can rest assured.

The nun nun was still waiting for the answer of Qiuye sword, but after waiting for a long time, she could not see her saying anything. At this time, she felt a trace of something wrong. Qiuye sword's hand had been in the air for a long time, and there was no movement at all. It was totally different from that when she was oppressed. Moreover, she found that the face of Qiuye sword was not good-looking Just arrogant color, eyes also did not have bloodthirsty light, at this time full of eyes in addition to fear nothing else.

At this time, the nuns' eyes were confused. What was the matter? Just before they understood the truth of the matter, Zhong Ming raised her hand, and the autumn leaf sword had already gone, and her neck was fastened by the sound of the bell. At this time, her face was purplish and her feet kept climbing in the air, trying to get rid of this situation.

The monk who can have this kind of ability is either a monk at the later stage of Chengding period or a friar of emptiness. Otherwise, Qiuye sword will not have any resistance. At this time, Zhong Ming didn't care about their startled eyes, but said coldly to Qiuye sword: "tell me, what's the matter with the black gas in the center of the market?"

The autumn leaf sword was pinched by his neck. He tried his best to show it with his hands. If he didn't say it, he would kill himself directly.

The bell snorted coldly and threw it on the ground. Only the sound of leg bone breaking was heard. However, Qiuye sword did not dare to cry out. It could only endure the pain and shiver. There was also the ability to resist. In front of this young man, he was a lamb to be slaughtered. In front of the virtual friar, everything was in vain, and any means was to seek death.

"Why, I don't know whether it's clear enough, or you're impatient to be reborn, but I won't give you this chance." After the hour, the fire was blazing.

At this time, Qiu Ye Jian only had fear in his eyes, and he shivered into a group. You should know that he was able to cultivate to today's level, but it was hard won. He occupied all the resources of the Qiuye family. In Zhongzhou, he was almost the most powerful person except the few monks who didn't show up very much. But now he even provoked a virtual monk And he's a very good player.

"I confess, a few years ago, I got a treasure box in a flustered hill. I don't know who lost the magic of the heaven level. There is also a germ of" soul capturing ". This skill is very powerful, which can make people become the supreme power in a few years. As long as this germ is buried in the gathering place of the crowd, it will naturally become me The holy land of cultivation, but this skill requires the blood essence of a girl, so that I can grow up quickly in a short time. " Qiuye sword knows that he can't hide it. He throws out his skills and hopes to change his chance to survive. Who heard that the top level magic will not be moved.In the practice world, some of the better skills have been improved through the painstaking efforts of several generations. Most of them are treasured by some powerful and capable sects. It's really difficult for a practitioner to have his own skills. Take Xu Junjie for example. He has no skill suitable for himself, and he can't break through in the hundred years of the end of the pill. If he hadn't met Zhong Ming, he would not have had a chance to advance, Even if he searched the whole land of Tianlong, he could not do it. Therefore, it is very important to have a high-level skill, which can directly let the cultivator go further on this road.

The Mahayana nun was also shocked when she heard that the autumn leaf sword mentioned the top-level magic. However, it was cruel to practice this skill with so many people's blood essence. Even if the skill was magical, she was not interested.

Qiu Ye Jian doesn't have any expression when he sees Zhong Ming. He has no desire. How can he exchange his qualification for life in his hands?

"How long have you practiced this skill?" The bell suddenly asked.

"Back to my predecessors, I have practiced for five years." The autumn leaf sword trembles reply way.

"Does this skill have the ability to absorb all things? If you use your skill to attack me once, I'll see what he is capable of." After hearing what he said, Zhong Ming probably had something in mind. He also wanted to see if it was the same as that in yaoguigu and feixianling caves.

At this time, Qiuye sword was startled by Zhongming's words, and others asked him to attack him. It was the first time he heard that although he was a little timid and didn't know the truth of the words, he saw Zhong Ming as if he was standing there waiting for him. His heart was horizontal, and he didn't care about the pain. He suddenly attacked Zhongming Strike.

The space suddenly whirled, and the black breath increased constantly. All the things here were swallowed up in an instant. When using this skill, Qiuye sword was like a wild beast with red eyes and ferocious face. The bell suddenly felt a strong suction, as if it could be sucked into the black cave in the next moment, and it was swallowed up Yes, it's just a feeling. It's the same as before. But the skill of autumn leaf sword is so low that we can't do anything about it.

At this time, the bell had already got the answer he wanted, and there was no time to waste time with the monk here. When he raised his hand, he hit a thunder ball and burned it up in an instant. Even the spirits had no chance to escape and disappeared directly in the world. It is unnecessary for those who practice such evil sect skills to stay in the world, or we don't know how many people will die In his hands, the bell can't keep him from harming others

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