City’s Peerless Immortal Doctor

The two hundred Qingcheng Temple disciples present are all martial artists, and they are the mainstay of Qingcheng Temple based in the ancient Chinese martial arts world. Once they are slaughtered and abolished, Qingcheng Temple will be completely destroyed and will become an ordinary Taoist temple in the future. .

The Taoist Master Qing asked Fang Bai. He knew that although Fang Bai was the youngest, he was the strongest. He was the backbone of the three.

"I don't know what I want, he has the final say!"

Fang Bai pointed to the ghost hand who was practicing, and said indifferently: "After he finishes his cultivation, let him tell you in person!"

The ghost hand sits cross-legged, completely forgetting me, the true essence reaches the limbs and hundreds of skeletons, the meridian blood is constantly widened and strengthened under the constant impact of the high-speed circulation of the true essence, and the true vitality in the sea of ​​Qi is also constantly growing.

The aura on Guishou's body fluctuates more and more intensely, and the momentum is constantly rising. Apart from Fang Bai, the surrounding martial artists feel the changes from Guishou's body, and they are all secretly shocked. I didn't expect a profound-level beginner martial artist to advance. At that time, there was such a big movement.

Wu De can already be sure that the practice of ghost hand cultivation is at least the sky-level practice, maybe even higher.

Suddenly, the body of the ghost hand trembled slightly, and after reaching a peak limit state, the breath of the warrior with the attack and aggression quickly fell back, and finally returned to calm.

At this time, the ghost hand looked like an ordinary person, not like a warrior with special skills.

Even someone who is as powerful as Wu De can't see through the ghost hand at this time, only feels that the ghost hand, like Fang Bai, seems to be covered by a layer of clouds, which makes people feel unpredictable and elusive.

"If this guy goes to a small level, he might have the power to fight with me! If you didn't see it with your own eyes, it would be unbelievable! The ancestors are sturdy! The two masters and disciples are almost one by one. evildoer!"

Wu De secretly sighed as he looked at the ghost hand who was successfully promoted and about to leave the state of cultivation.

Before encountering Fang Bai and Guishou, Wu De originally thought he was the only martial arts talent in this world, but he was overwhelmed by Fang Bai. Even Fang Bai's apprentice Guishou could almost match his own.

When the ghost hand opened his eyes again, the whole person's aura changed greatly, his eyes were as bright as electricity, and his body was murderous. With his blood coat, it was like a murderous god.

As a master of the Profound Level Consummation Realm, Master Qing Xuan Dao felt a kind of coercive force when facing a ghost hand two small realms lower than himself, which made him feel incredible.

"The battle of life and death is really a good way for warriors to improve their strength, but it's a pity that I am in this world of ancient martial arts, it is too difficult to find an opponent!"

Looking at the ghost hand that stood up, Fang Bai was also secretly sighing, thinking that his cultivation for a period of time in the future can only rely on a large number of cultivation resources to assist, and wants to continuously temper himself through the battle of life and death, unless Go to the hidden world with heavenly warriors.

It was just that after Fang Bai was born again, perhaps because he inherited part of the thoughts of the original owner of the body, he had some unwillingness to let go of relatives, friends, and confidantes in the secular world.

At least until his relatives, friends, and confidantes all become warriors and have enough self-protection ability, Fang Bai will not stay away from the worldly society for a long time.

Fang Bai thought that the hidden world and small world of this plane should be similar to the cultivation world and immortal world of the plane of his previous life. There are many sects and many warriors. They all follow the rules of survival of the weak eating the strong and the strong respecting. .

In such a world, if you want to gain dignity and status, you have to practice diligently, so it has incomparable benefits for the improvement of the strength of the martial artist.

But for Fang Bai, who is practising sentimental Tao, such a world of weak human sentiment is far less interesting than living in the current worldly society.

Love is a word, although sometimes it can drag down the cultivation, but sometimes it can also be a great help for the martial artist in the journey.

In Fang Bai's previous life, if he had no friends and confidantes by his side, it would be difficult for him to advance on the road of martial arts and eventually prove the Taoist Emperor.

"Old Qingxuan, do you remember the slaughter of Ten Thousand Medicine Valley?"

Wearing a blood suit, Guishou strode to Qingxuan and asked sharply.

"You...you are..."

Qing Xuandao was shocked when he heard the words, and immediately thought of the slaughter of the masters above the level of the Jiangnan Yanyu Tower not long ago. He looked at the ghost hand like a ghost with a look of shock in his eyes.

Could it be that the person in front of him was the disciple of Wanyaogu who escaped by chance?

Is the destruction of Jiangnan Yanyu Tower his masterpiece?

"Yes, I am the disciple of Ten Thousand Medicine Valley who escaped by the butcher knife of your three major sects!"

There was infinite hatred in the chest of the ghost, and he said sharply: "Thank you God, let me not die, I have to meet a famous teacher and learn this strength. Today, I will take the lives of your three major disciples to pay homage to my death in Ten Thousand Medicine Valley. The dead soul of the same school!"

His gaze swept over the surrounding Qingchengguan disciples who were silent as a cicada, and shouted loudly: "The one who participated in the slaughter of Ten Thousand Medicine Valley back then stood up and died!

There was silence all around, and no one took the initiative to stand up, but some of the Qingchengguan disciples had already shown hopelessness in their eyes, and many of them looked towards the chief Qingxuan.

"Ugh……"

Qing Xuan Dao sighed, and smiled sadly: "At the beginning, greed at the first thought caused boundless killings. Whenever I think about it, it is too late to regret!"

Seeing Qingxuan Dao Chang's chest beating, Guishou just sneered with regret.

If I knew today, why bother?

Since the murder was done in the first place, today we have to bear the consequences.

Guishou's heart of revenge is as firm as iron, no matter how Qingxuan pretends to be pitiful, he won't be shaken in the slightest.

Qingxuan Daochang looked at the ghost hand with a pale face, and said sadly: "Since the big mistake is made, regret is no longer useful. Now that the master is dead, then I will bear all the mistakes alone! If you want revenge , Just kill me!"

"Just kill you? Huh...you dream!"

Guishou sneered and said: "My ghosts will not kill innocent people indiscriminately, but I will never let go of a butcher! The Qingchengguan disciples who participated in the killing of my Ten Thousand Medicine Valley back then, there are 26 people, all of them are Xuan-level martial artists. , This should be correct, right? Don’t deny it, this is what I asked from the disciple Wen Shiba of Yanyulou!"

He looked around, then said: "Now there are no more, no less, there are just twenty-six Xuan-level martial artists. It seems that the butchers who killed my Wanyaogu disciples are all there! Very good, no need for me to go everywhere. Finding it will save you a lot of trouble!"

Master Qing Xuan was shocked and angry, and said angrily: "Are you going to slaughter my Qingcheng Guan Xuan-level martial artist like you did to Yanyu Tower?"

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