A swarm of heavy artillery bombarded the cultivators

Jiang Ding is suspended in the air,

Silently watching the two figures hundreds of meters away.

The opponent has a hidden figure, but is very casual, flying leisurely in the sky like taking a walk, and can be clearly seen with a sweep of the sword.

"Brother Zhou, how does it feel when a great revenge is about to be avenged?"

The Peacock King, who has the head of a bird and the body of a human, has a slender beak, sharp pupils, and a crown of feathers on his head, smiled and said: "That junior has repeatedly committed the following offenses. This is the way to die. Killing is very satisfying."

No matter how rough it is,

Killing Qiyu Sect Jianzi was the result of several domestic discussions!

Now that his sect Jin Dan has personally taken action, there will be no further trouble.

What's even more gratifying is that the other party foolishly walked out of the sect's formation. He only trusted the sword in his hand and no longer had to plan how to deceive the Seven Feather Sect's sect's formation into Jinling Mountain.

The time, place and people are all right.

"Heaven is going to destroy it."

The Peacock King sighed, very happy.

"Thank you Brother Kong and the King for covering my tracks."

Zhou Quelong cupped his hands gratefully.

The thought of suddenly appearing in front of that kid and seeing the wonderful look on his face made him tremble with excitement.

As for the consequences?

He sneered.

A dead genius is no longer a genius!

He was 100% sure that the Supreme Elder and his Uncle Yan would not kill him for a dead man. The most they would do was scold him harshly and let him go gently.

The Seven Feathers Sect was not so luxurious as to kill a golden elixir to bury a dead person.

"That little bastard must not be able to imagine what is happening now."

Zhou Kunlong couldn't wait any longer, and his speed increased again. Excitement flashed in his eyes: "I want to scrape off his skin and flesh, one by one, a hundred and eighty thousand knives."

"Then, take out his soul and burn it bit by bit with poisonous fire to relieve my pain in the next two hundred years when his cultivation cannot be improved."

"What about the genius of swordsmanship?"

"To die is to die."

The malice in his eyes almost burst through his bones.

"Haha, Brother Zhou, leave his spine to me."

The Peacock King laughed: "I seem to have heard someone say before that tiger bones can be brewed into wine. I think the sword bones of this kendo prodigy can also be used. Maybe it will add a bit of spicy and biting taste."

suddenly,

The two of them were startled at the same time.

"haven't seen you for a long time."

A young man in green clothes emerged from the hazy void and appeared in front of them, nodding slightly.

Within a radius of ten miles, dense magnetic dotted lines flashed, and a blue flying sword emerged from the deep hole between the eyebrows, and the terrifying sword intention spread in all directions.

boom!

In the loud noise that shook the sky, the blue flying sword disappeared.

"That's right, you're here to seek death!"

Zhou Kunlong was startled, extremely surprised, and couldn't stop laughing: "Junior, do you know how big the gap is between the golden elixir and the half-step golden elixir? Do you really think that you can still leapfrog and fight like you did during the Qi training period?"

"Killing me!"

"interesting."

The Peacock King looked at the young man in green not far away with some humor.

Practicing Qi leads to leapfrog and foundation building.

There is nothing surprising about this. When he was at the peak of his qi training, he could compete with the foundation-building monks with his bloodline magical power. Not only him, but also the Three Blood Slaughters could do it.

But it would be a big joke if even a foundation-building monk could leapfrog the golden elixir.

"It's no wonder that at such a young age, I always have these unreasonable thoughts."

The Peacock King's sword bones were a little less thoughtful about soaking in wine.

Originally, I wanted to keep it for two hundred years before drinking it, but now that I think about it, fifty years is about the same, which is exactly the same as his age.

Buzz!

The aura of heaven and earth vibrated, and a pair of dragon-head flame scissors appeared out of thin air. The pressure of the magic weapon spread in all directions, and came to life under the influx of magic power. The scales, antlers, fish whiskers, vertical pupils, etc. were clearly visible and lifelike, and the tails were intertwined. .

A low-grade magic weapon, the flame double dragon scissors!

It was specially given by the Supreme Elder before the war, and was refined by the ancestor who killed two third-level demon dragons.

In the previous siege battle, he had cut off the body of the blood-forming ancestor of the late Jindan cultivator of the Blood Slaughter Hall, and strangled more than twenty ghost generals of the Hundred Ghost Ancestor. Hundreds of people who were building the foundation and practicing Qi of the Blood Slaughter Hall died with this cut. Down below, there are almost no enemies.

"Don't worry, I won't let you die happily."

Zhou Yulong said ferociously, restraining some of his magic power.

Roar! Roar!

Wild roars came one after another from the two flame dragons. The two giant flame dragons opened their bloody mouths with sharp teeth and bit into a blue flying sword in front of them.

This is not difficult to predict.

This flying sword has always slashed in a straight line and has not changed.

Ding!

The Taiqing Flying Sword appeared in the mouth of the two flame dragons, and the two rows of flame teeth bit down together, and the sound of metal trembled.

"I will throw this sword that destroyed my magic weapon into the pit..."

Zhou Yulong became more and more excited, as if he had seen some exciting scene, but suddenly he was startled.

call out!

The sharp teeth of the flames were broken, and the azure flying sword passed through the mouths of the two flame dragons without any change in speed. It passed through the bodies of the two dragons again, just like every time before.

The two ferocious flame dragons were stunned.

Suddenly collapsed and dissipated, revealing its true form.

The two flame dragon scissors whined, and the spiritual light dimmed until it was gone. A gap the size of a fingernail appeared on the scissors' edge, and it fell to the ground.

This scene is vaguely the same as the one not long ago when the top-quality magic weapon from Little Flame Mountain that had been sacrificed for many years broke apart. There was no difference.

"impossible!"

"This is an illusion! An illusion!"

Zhou Kunlong spurted out a large mouthful of blood, the ferocity on his face disappeared, and the familiar fear returned to his heart, and he said angrily: "I must still be in the inner demon!"

"Inner Demon, if I can defeat you once, I can defeat you countless times!"

"Don't even think about killing me, don't even think about it!"

call out!

The azure flying sword pierced through his head, leaving a bright hole in the front and back, in which the fine sword energy spread, carefully killing every drop of brain matter.

"...Don't even think about it...Don't...the inner demon..."

Zhou Quelong's mouth opened and closed, still yelling sternly, saying words that he didn't even believe, but the light in his eyes dimmed, and his body fell to the ground.

Amidst the cold wind in the clouds, a trace of regret appeared in my heart, and there were tears in the corners of my eyes.

"I have just formed the elixir, and I can still live for two hundred years!"

"It turns out that Uncle Yan and the Supreme Elder were saving me that day..."

boom!

The body with a hole in its forehead fell on the rock, but there was no meat sauce splashing everywhere. Instead, it directly shattered into countless pieces like blue ice crystals, mixed with a few dark brown blood, and fell among the mountains and forests.

Not even a living blood mass could be pieced together, and the vajra body on the verge of third level was useless.

"My wine..."

The Peacock King was bored and regretting the quality of his wine-making, when his body suddenly stiffened.

"you!"

His pupils shrank violently, his hairs stood up, and he stared in disbelief at the young man in green not far away from him.

"You want my spine soaked in wine, right?"

Jiang Ding's voice was soft and he smiled slightly: "By coincidence, I also have an idea. In the world, all monsters that have eaten human flesh will die. Their sharp beaks, feathers, flesh, bones, and blood are used to refine elixirs and magic weapons. , make the best use of everything.”

"Tell me, okay?"

Gulu!

The Peacock Demon King swallowed a mouthful of spit, exploded all his magic power, burned his essence and blood, and fled back crazily.