Yang Gongfeng's face kept changing, and he was a little ugly. He originally thought that dealing with the only remaining late-stage cultivator in the realm of god transformation was just a matter of easy capture. Who knew that the blue-robed, silver-haired old man didn't follow the normal routine at all and chose to expose himself? There is no hope left to live.
In normal times, in a normal competition, no matter how amazing a monk in the realm of spiritual transformation is, Yang Gongfeng will not take it too seriously, but facing the blue-robed silver-haired old man who wants to reveal his soul, he feels that it is a bit tricky. Even if he couldn't kill the blue-robed, silver-haired old man with his methods, it would give him a chance to reveal his soul.
Like Su Gongfeng, the woman in the white dress, he usually uses everything given by the Qin family. Now that he finally comes out to do things, he naturally wants to show his strength in front of Qin Qing. The stronger he is, the more the Qin family will value him. They, in this way they will obtain more and more cultivation resources.
"Whoosh..."
Just when Yang Gongfeng was still secretly anxious, a slight sound of breaking wind sounded, and a small gray light with a dim halo flew directly towards the blue-robed silver-haired old man.
If you look carefully, you will find that the tiny gray light actually comes from a long gray needle as long as a thumb, and this long gray needle is thrown out from the hand of Su Gongfeng, a woman in a white dress.
The gray flying needles pierced the blue-robed, silver-haired old man, and the first one to bear the brunt was naturally his ethereal black soul. A small muffled sound came from the blue-robed, silver-haired old man's soul.
Then I saw the face of the blue-robed and silver-haired old man stiffen, and then his whole body began to tremble, with a look of pain in his eyes. The soul that was so majestic just now quickly turned dim, as if it had been hit hard, and As time went by, the spiritual aura of the blue-robed and silver-haired old man continued to weaken.
"Ah...what the hell is this."
Suffering from this sudden pain, the blue-robed and silver-haired old man seemed to feel that his soul was about to be torn apart. You must know that the Yinling Sect skills he had practiced had reached a state of perfection, and his soul was no longer weaker than those of ordinary people who had just broken through. For a monk in the spirit sea realm, the blue-robed, silver-haired old man would be able to understand if his physical body was severely injured, but the shocking injuries to his soul were quite puzzling to him.
The blue-robed, silver-haired old man's voice changed a little because of the pain that came from his heart, and his throat was a little hoarse. He knew that he wouldn't survive, so he chose to reveal his soul out of desperation. But how did he know that not only would he not be able to reveal his soul, God, I still have to endure this pain now.
"This is the soul-breaking needle."
I don't know whether it was because she saw the old man in blue robe and silver hair dying, or for some other reason. Su Gongfeng, a woman in white dress who usually didn't like to talk nonsense, heard the hysterical inquiry of the old man in blue robe and silver hair, and patiently asked. answered.
This soul-breaking needle is not a magic weapon, it can only be regarded as a treasure. However, unlike other treasures, this soul-breaking needle is not a one-time consumption item and can be used for a long time. As for most other treasures, most of them are one-time consumption. Taste.
This soul-breaking needle is made of a relatively cold and vicious material, and is refined with some poisons. It does not make much contribution to the physical body, but it is specially designed to hurt other people's souls. The more powerful the soul, the more powerful the soul. The damage caused will be greater, and this soul-breaking needle has also been tempered by the fire of Ziyuan offered by Su Zong, a woman in white skirt. Although it is not as good as several important magic weapons of my own, the refining time is longer. After all, after After tempering, the power is quite impressive.
Perhaps the blue-robed, silver-haired old man couldn't bear the pain, so he subconsciously took his soul back, but even so, his soul was much weaker and he was seriously injured.
As a monk, especially a monk in the realm of gods, the pain he can endure must be greater than most people. The blue-robed silver-haired old man was so arrogant, which shows how great the pain he endured.
As the spirit of the blue-robed and silver-haired old man withdrew, the fierce and intense cold power also began to dissipate. When Yang Gongfeng saw this scene, his mind moved, and the flying sword in his hand burst into dazzling brilliance. The sword energy all over the sky emerged directly.
"boom."
The silver-haired old man in blue robes was immediately struck by the sword energy that filled the sky. The silver-haired old man in blue robes, who was already sluggish, had no ability to resist at all, and his body was directly exposed to the sword energy.
The wounds all over his body were dripping with blood. Even so, the body of the blue-robed and silver-haired old man was not cut into pieces. It can be seen that he was much stronger than the other elders. However, even in this way, he could not avoid the result of his death. The blood dripped from the wounds. His body fell directly to the ground, with no trace of life left from head to toe. Even the severely injured Yuan Shen was killed by Yang Chongfeng's sharp sword energy.
Yang Gongfeng was different from other monks. He practiced many techniques and techniques. He went all the way to the spiritual sea realm. He only had a special love for swordsmanship. He put all his thoughts on sword techniques and studied sword techniques. Therefore, The power of his sword energy is also greater than that of ordinary people.
Seeing the death of the last elder of the Yin Ling Sect, everyone was a little silent. No one spoke first to break the calm. I'm afraid they fell into a short period of calm. The woods next to the village resumed the noise of chirping insects and birds. If It's not just the remains of corpses preserved by a few people, maybe it's as if nothing happened.
The three monks in the realm of god transformation were killed by the two worshipers of the Qin family, and they were all killed in less than half a stick of incense. As for Elder Wu, he simply died at the hands of Yuan Jing.
After the woman in white dress, Su Gongfeng, silently took back her soul-breaking needle, she and Yang Gongfeng returned to Qin Qing's side, as if other things had nothing to do with them anymore.
"Whoever kills these scum of the Yin Ling Sect will get the spoils. Elder Wu's share is yours, don't you have any objection?"
Qin Qing collected the magic weapons and storage rings scattered on the ground by the blue-robed and silver-haired old man, the burly and ugly man, and the alluring woman. Then he turned back to Yuan Jing and asked softly, "Although the Qin family is rich and powerful, the three gods Jing's net worth should not be underestimated, so he was naturally put away.
Yuan Jing nodded without saying a word. Even if Elder Wu's share was given to him, even if it was all taken by Qin Qing, he would have no objection. If Qin Qing hadn't arrived today, what would have happened in the end? , even if she doesn't die, she will probably have to shed a layer of skin. The most important point is that she is not very interested in magic weapons at all. At this point, she is just eager to pursue strength. As a Dongyue Swordsman, Chi's direct disciple, she has many more resources than the average person.
When Zhao Jiuge heard Qin Qing's words, he couldn't help but feel a little uneasy. They had already divided the spoils, so whether he killed Liu Jing'an and obtained the Hanyan Flower and other items belonged to him or to Qin Qing, even though Qin Qing had said it before Whoever kills it will get the stuff, but the Cold Flame Flower is too important to him, and he doesn't want anything to go wrong.
As if seeing Zhao Jiuge's expression and guessing Zhao Jiuge's little thoughts, Qin Qing said angrily and funny, "Liu Jing'an's share is yours, no one will compete with you."
At this time, the two Qin family members couldn't help but look at Zhao Jiuge with some special eyes. You must know that Qin Qing is rarely so polite to others. Even those monks with advanced cultivation levels are at best just making fun of him. They are a little confused as to why Qin Qing is so polite to others. Such a special treatment for a small spiritual elixir realm monk.
Zhao Jiuge smiled happily, like a child who got his favorite toy.
With the elimination of several guys from the Yin Ling Sect, the people present became more relaxed and relaxed. Only Yuan Jing looked a little heavy.
"Have you sent people to destroy Yinling Sect's branch sect in Leizhou? If not, we Dongyue Jianchi will send people immediately."
Seeing the tragic scene of corpses lying on the ground in the entire small village, Yuan Jing felt an indescribable feeling in her heart. She hated these evil cultivators who only cared about their own selfish desires to death, and the only way to deal with them was to kill them all and eradicate them.
Hearing this, Qin Qing's face also became a little ugly. Although so many innocent people died tragically, it had nothing to do with them, but this is Leizhou, which is the territory of their forces. Let these evil cultivators do things like massacre the village. Such things happened, but they felt deeply guilty.
"Don't worry, I have sent two Linghai realm worshipers and a team of Qin family's law enforcement team to Yinling Sect. Before tomorrow, I will make sure that no Yinling Sect disciple in Leizhou is left behind."
Qin Qing's charming face was filled with coldness. She was no exception to this kind of evil cultivator that everyone hated. As a monk, her power was already superior to ordinary people, but she relied on her own cultivation to treat human life as nothing. This It is disgraceful to those who follow the righteous path.
Just when Qin Qing finished speaking, Yang Gongfeng, who was wearing a green shirt, and Su Gongfeng, a woman in a white skirt, suddenly changed their expressions, because they suddenly felt a strong aura rushing towards them. At first, there was only The two of them felt it, and not long after, even Qin Qing and Yuan Jing also felt it. The four of them looked at the source of the aura. As for Pei Susu and Zhao Jiuge, who were too weak in cultivation, they didn't notice anything at all.
Not long after, a powerful aura appeared in everyone's eyes. As they got closer, they realized that it was the light emitted by an ordinary-looking flying sword. However, the speed was extremely fast, and both sides of the flying sword could be clearly seen. I saw the ripples that separated the space.
The four people looked solemn. Just feeling the momentum from such a distance made them feel oppressed, as if they couldn't breathe. Several people secretly speculated in their hearts, could the Yin Ling Sect still have such a strong person in Leizhou
The powerful aura kept coming towards them, getting closer and closer. At this time, Zhao Jiuge and Pei Susu naturally noticed such a big movement. From a distance, they could see the ordinary-looking flying sword with two Tao figure.
"Qing Yatou, you think of the Yin Ling Sect too simply. If I hadn't taken action just now, not only would those Yin Ling Sect guys have escaped, but the two worshipers of your Qin family and that team would also have died there. .”
Before anyone arrived, the voice had already been heard. When the words fell, the aura had already appeared in front of everyone. When the two figures were revealed, the aura slowly dissipated.
The two figures, one old and one young, were dressed in the same clothes. Even the appearance of the wine gourds around their waists were exactly the same, except for slight differences in size.
Among them, the middle-aged man's breath was flowing and elegant, with his hands behind his back, with a free and easy look. At this moment, he glanced at Zhao Jiuge with a pair of eyes that seemed to be smiling but not smiling. The child next to him was a little immature. Seeing these two people, Zhao Jiuge couldn't help but feel... I was stunned for a moment, wasn't this Wang Baojun and his precious apprentice
But when he saw these two people, the one who was most surprised was not him, but Yuan Jing. Yuan Jing stepped forward slightly and shouted respectfully.
"Uncle Master, why are you here?"