Font
Large
Medium
Small
Night
PrevPage Index    Favorite Next

Chapter 271(2/2)

“Ah——, ah———”

The male cultivator screamed continuously, and this change came too quickly. Not to mention Zhan Yao, even the other party had lost their minds for a while and could not understand the picture in front of him.

They are just the lowest level minions, but no matter how weak they are, they are still in the late stage of Qi training and Foundation Establishment.

This cultivation level is an ant in the cultivation world, but for ordinary villagers, it is already an immortal that is out of reach. How could it be easily abolished by a child?

Everyone didn't even see clearly what she did. They just blinked, and the next second the male cultivator who was walking in front became this kind of virtue.

The remaining three people immediately took out the magic weapon, but it was too late. The child made a snap of his fingers and then three magic tricks hit them. He suddenly felt like he was hit hard and flew out, causing pain like a heart and lung explosion.

Zhu Yang jumped off the tree and touched his head, feeling helpless: "I'm still waiting for it, this is really-"

She is almost formed a pill now, and her cultivation level is a hit by everyone here, not to mention that she is not a cultivator from scratch.

She has rich combat experience and integrates her own strength and cultivation ability. There is no situation where she only has cultivation but no sense of fighting.

Actually, it’s normal to think about it. Although it sounds scary to rob children and slaughter the village, these things are naturally done by the minions. How many minions can there be?

At most, there is a person with high cultivation in a certain area leading the team.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yang came to the front of the three of them and instantly stepped on two of them, causing their lives to break.

The remaining man was seriously injured and was so scared that he was so scared that he was: "Give me your life, let me go, we don't know that our seniors are here, so we have no intention of offending-"

Zhu Yang stepped on the other party's back and stopped the other party's crawling forward: "I ask, answer, if there is a word that is fake, you will step on your chest, do you understand?"

The other party naturally nodded in tears.

"Sect!"

"Blood Yuan Sect"

"The manpower and looting range that came out this time."

"I don't know about other places, there are forty people in the nearby three provinces."

It sounds quite shabby to only forty people in three provinces, but those who practice practice are not hyped by a thousand miles a day. Even if these people have poor cultivation, they can still travel to many places within ten days and half a month.

In big cities and densely populated towns, we cannot act recklessly, but we can only secretly entice and abduct small villages like this far away from the crowds are scruples.

According to the other party's confession, they had already collected hundreds of children after half a month of coming out, all of whom looked clever and flexible.

Zhu Yang asked these people what level of cultivation is the highest level. The answer he got is the leader, the middle stage of the Golden Pill.

The Jindan stage has made some achievements and is a very high-ranking person in ordinary sects. Naturally, it is impossible to do the minion work. Now he is enjoying himself in the flower building in the city.

“Is there any way to contact the other party?”

"Yes, yes!" Surviving guy was eager for the other party to find the Jindan monk, and quickly took out a jade slip with trembling hands and injected divine thoughts into it.

Fortunately, although I enjoyed it there, it would not delay things. A sound came from between breaths—

"What's the matter?" is a middle-aged male voice. Through the jade slip, he became able to hear the thickness of the other person's voice, which is indeed different from the minion in front of him.

The minion quickly wanted to tell the matter, but suddenly a sharp pain came from his body. He screamed, and the other side was shocked by the shrill scream.

The Jindan monk suddenly stood up and heard the sound from the jade slip turning into a strange girl's voice.

Zhu Yang took his feet back from the minion, snatched the other party's jade slip, and smiled and said to the other side: "Sexy loli, wait online, uncle is here to play the night of the night? Kill your whole family."

After saying that, Zhu Yang threw the jade slip on the ground and slashed it, then kicked the remaining man to death, turned around and said, "The idea is a bit tough, you have to arrange it well."

She is now in the quasi-Golden Pill stage, and her strength is unlocked to the middle and late stages of the intermediate stage, but the cultivation gap between the foundation building and the golden elixir is very large, not to mention that the opponent is still in the middle stage.

No matter how arrogant Zhu Yang is, he will not think that he can kill the other party simply with his current cultivation level, but if he can't deal with it, he will not be able to escape.

These people plundered in the nearby three provinces for half a month. Although they would not slaughter the village like the four idiots in front of them, at least a hundred people were planning to deal with the tragedy in their hands.

Besides, those children, those with the qualifications to practice may have hope of survival, and the outcome of not being able to be imagined. Could it be that they still hope that the demon sect leader will be sent back intact?

Zhu Yang is not a good person to help the world, and she doesn't have such a strong sense of responsibility.

But the evil deeds sent to the eyes are really impossible to ignore.

"There are 36 people left, 20 people train qi, 15 people build foundations, and one person has a golden elixir. Assuming that the worst case is that everyone comes to receive the news. Although the golden elixir is full of miscellaneous fish, it is not ruled out that there are powerful magic weapons. If you are careless, it is estimated that A Ci will take Hua to the Nanshan Cemetery to see me next year."

Zhu Yang muttered, looking at the terrain and distribution of the village, he didn't know that the enemy's weight had already been fully arranged. Now that the information is sufficient and more targeted, his natural thinking is more active.

However, Zhan Yao was already stupid at this time. She looked at Zhu Yang as if she was watching a monster.

What is this situation? I originally thought that this guy's plot deviation was already a mess, but what did she do just now?

She was not a deaf person. She heard that the people from the Demon Sect revealed their strength. Two of the four were foundation-building and two of them were practicing qi.

Although this level of cultivation is a mixed fish in the world of immortal cultivation, it is a foundation building. Most people will never be able to break through in their entire lives. Ten years of foundation building are considered to be a good qualification.

But what did Zhu Yang do? She, a ten-year-old girl who grew up in the countryside like herself, killed two foundation-building periods without any effort?

Two people at least at the same level as the white-clothed monk in terms of cultivation?

How did she do it? This can't be done with cleverness and traps, not to mention that the other party is facing it.

The panic flooded in her heart like a flood. Zhan Yao asked in a difficult voice: "You, have you started practicing?"

After asking the first sentence, the following questions followed one after another: "What's going on? Are you originally a practitioner reborn? Or are you the opportunity you got when I didn't know?"

Zhu Yang said: "Don't you see me taking the white-clothed book at that time? You're not studying at home yet."

Yes, you took it, but after watching it for a few minutes, I put it back. Who would have thought that your path to cultivation of immortals had already begun at that time?

Zhan Yao suddenly felt that the past three years were simply a joke. She stared at Zhu Yang's back, crushing her with a suffocation.

Is this the genius of the heroine's fate? Then what is the meaning of her time travel? At that time, that existence was guaranteed.

But no matter how she was in her heart at this time, Zhu Yang had changed some arrangements and hung up the miserable bodies of the four monks. Facing the direction of the entrance of the village, he looked forward with his eyes open.

Zhan Yao was frightened to see it, and never realized that compared with this guy, she was a complete ordinary person.

How did she keep her face and kill so many people, abuse the corpses, and intimidate and threaten them?

Is this person really the heroine? The real demon witches do not have such ruthlessness and courage.

But Zhan Yao was overjoyed. If the people from Xuanyun Sect came to see this scene, she would not have thought of going in.

Zhu Yang found some paper and pens, wrote a few insulting words in red fonts and hung them on the corpse, ensuring that the Xueyuan Sect members who saw this scene were thrilling.

After doing everything, he hid his breath and watched the smuggler standing foolishly.

To be honest, although Zhu Yang didn't think about the other party, he thought she was good at making a plot sign and didn't want her to die like this.

So he reminded: "Are you still here? I'm not sure if the next person will not be involved."

Yes, in the Golden Pill Stage, the original heroine's qualifications were only accepted by the age of twenty. How could Zhu Yang handle it now?

She naturally didn't mention it. Zhan Yao felt that she was also cherishing her life. At this moment, she turned around and ran back to the cellar of Zhu's family regardless of the others.

Just a few minutes after she left, Zhu Yang felt several breaths.

The visitor did not bother to cover up, and he could feel the Tao at once with Zhu Yang's extraordinary mental power.

It seems that the Jindan monk was very angry about his provocation and summoned his disciples who were collecting children nearby.

About twenty people came from different directions.

As soon as they landed at the entrance of the village, they saw the four miserable corpses hanging on trees.

There is no sentence on the corpse that is extremely provocative insulting with bright red blood. Although the Demon Cult has their own ulterior motives, as the foundation of its own habitat, it still has a sense of belonging to its own sect no matter what.

Seeing this tragic situation, he was immediately angry and shouted and cursed, saying that he wanted to slaughter the entire village.

The headed Jindan monk also looked extremely ugly. Only the Blood Yuan Sect has always treated the righteous monks like this. How could it be the other way around?

Therefore, at first glance, the Jindan monk thought it was done by other demon sects. However, the demon sects have been united to achieve success recently. Who dared to take action at a disadvantage?

Without any clues, he said, "It's outrageous. If you don't crush the murderer's bones and ashes, you can't wash away the shame of us. Go and put the body down."

Those words are really dazzling.

"Yes, uncle!"

Then seven or eight children came to the banyan tree and prepared to remove the body.

The Jindan monk took advantage of the busy work of several people and opened his divine thoughts to search for the enemies here, but he found nothing.

But it wasn't ineffective, at least he knew there was a group of people underground in a certain mansion.

The person who asked him to come gathered the people together and hid them. I think he was quite concerned about these ordinary villagers.

The Jindan monk grinned and said, "If you don't believe it, you won't force you to come out."

However, at this moment, he felt a wave of magic power and suddenly ran, right on the side of the banyan tree.

He was startled and shouted quickly: "Leave there-"

However, it was too late. The banyan tree exploded, and the blue energy halo was swept away, and the metal smell was mixed, which shocked the sky, and the whole village shook a few times.

The Jindan monk himself had little influence. The eight people who went to retrieve the corpse and the dozens of people who were close together were severely injured. At the worst, they were blown to the sky and seriously traumatized, and at the worst, they had already become fragments.

This is--

The Jindan monk's eyes were so angry that he was in danger of losing most of his losses without even beating him when he met him.
Chapter completed!
PrevPage Index    Favorite Next