Cultivation of Immortals begins with drawing superhuman physique

"There should be two more in front?"

After Su Poman asked himself, without waiting for the two of them to react, he slapped the storage bag and took out the dragon scale sword box with a streaming light.

"Finying Ying, go!"

With a moving spiritual sense, a red flying sword with an extremely stunning appearance deshelfed away, and disappeared into the air in a blink of an eye.

"Senior, we were wrong. I don't know the Taishen Mountain. Please let me surround us!" Zeng Xiangtian thrust his knees on the ground and begged for mercy loudly.

Yu Quan on the other side was already in this scene and was directly frightened. His eyesight was not as good as the boss. Although he saw some clues, he was not clear about the gap between the two sides. He had a glimmer of hope before, and felt that the four of them joined forces.

It should be able to kill the powerful enemy in front of you.

But Zeng Xiangtian's performance immediately made him panic. Yu Quan knelt down on the ground, and used his spiritual sense to transmit his voice: "Boss, we can fight with him at the worst. Can the four of us really beat him?

I feel that he probably had a strange treasure to block the attack of the "Golden Sword Talisman", but this method is probably very expensive, and he will definitely not be able to hold on for a few times. Why should he beg for mercy from him? It's better to do this..."

Just as Yu Quan was talking, a red shadow came from the sky, with two round things on it.

Yu Quan looked closely and felt as if he fell into a cold cellar, and his whole body couldn't stop trembling.

The flying sword returned to the sheath, and two round things rolled in front of the two. Zeng Xiangtian looked pale and stared at the head with a goatee, his heart was as if he was upside down.

"He... is actually a sword cultivator! This time it's over... I wouldn't have believed the third brother's words if I had known it. I would have to fuck him, so I must hurry to take action. Now, I'll make me die with him!"

Zeng Xiangtian felt very regretful. At this time, he raised his head and faced Su Poman's smiling eyes. His heart beat violently a few times, "What a evil star. He just finished killing two people, but he actually smiled so brightly.

, I hope I won’t suffer any torture later!”

"Please don't kill me!"

Yu Quan rolled and crawled to Su Poman, and cried, crying with fear on his face.

"Since you have chosen this path, you should be prepared!" Su Poman said coldly.

After hearing this, Zeng Xiangtian's heart sank to the bottom of the valley. After repeated ideological struggles, he finally showed a relieved expression. He slowly stood up from the ground, first brushed away the snow dregs from his clothes, and then carefully sorted them out.

He glanced at his collar, stretched his neck and smiled, "Since that's the case, then come on, I hope your sword will be faster!"

After saying that, he closed his eyes and waited slowly.

Yu Quan couldn't accept the fact that he was about to die. He opened his eyes wide in horror, his eyes were filled with regret, and he kept squeaking his head on the ground, "Senior, please spare my life, they are all masterminds, look at Zeng Xiangtian

If you take the initiative to seek death, then kill him and spare me. I was forced. I have old men and women...."

"Noisy!"

A red light flashed.

The field suddenly became silent.

Yu Quan still kept his head buckle, his body arched to the ground, but his head rolled to the next two other heads, and blood spurted out from the cavity like a fountain.

Silent...

The blood dyed the white snow red, like a red rose blooming on a white canvas.

There were also two roses blooming several thousand meters away, but at this time, the bone stubble at the mouth of the cavity had begun to freeze and the two roses stopped growing.

Zeng Wentian closed his eyes and waited silently, but the "hissing" sound around him gradually stopped and was quiet.

Could it be that he plans to spare me?

With questions, Zeng Wentian opened his eyes and saw a little red light. Then he saw a blood-colored fountain, and then his perspective flipped and hit the goat's beard.

Before I could have a little thought, my consciousness fell into endless darkness.

"Seeing that you are a man, I will let you live a few more minutes, but it is impossible to survive!"

Su Poman said to himself, waved his hand and took back the Burning Shadow Sword that had not been stained with blood.

To deal with minions of this level, there is no need to use the Fen Ji Sword to move.

At this time, fine snowflakes floated from the sky. Slowly, the sun was gradually covered by dark clouds, the strong wind whistled, and the heavy snow like goose feathers covered the earth with a layer of snow-white.

In the vast world, three corpses were quickly submerged in the thick snow, and the storage bags on their waists did not fly.

A bronze-colored beast car gradually disappeared in this valley in the wind and snow, and the ruts left along the road soon disappeared in the wind and snow.

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The further you go, the warmer the climate becomes.

The snow scene along the way gradually disappeared, a touch of green began to appear in sight, and the sunlight became more intense.

Southern Xinjiang has many rain forests and is in the hot summer all year round. Recently, due to the opening of the "Ten Thousand Insects Secret Realm", the number of monks coming and going has increased several times.

Some foreign lower-level practitioners are active on the streets, in the alleys, and even in some caves far away from people.

Ninety percent of these cultivators are casual cultivators. The purpose of coming here is to participate in the "Ten Thousand Insects Secret Realm" opened by the "Blood Gu Sect" and join this sect through the secret realm trial.

When Su Poman passed by southern Xinjiang, he had already discovered traces of fighting several times. Obviously, these casual cultivators were not harmonious when they came here. Most of the strong were very arrogant and liked to deliberately find fault and bully the weak in this way.

If they are resisted, it is exactly what they want. After killing their opponents, they can obtain a lot of cultivation resources.

Those with low strength are very dangerous in such a place where fish and dragons are mixed. They usually find a few friends, form cliques, and form a small group so that they can protect themselves. However, after entering the secret realm, they have to rely entirely on themselves.

The interests and the temptation of joining the sect, even the most reliable relationship between the random cultivators may be the possibility of being in the back of each other.

At this time, Su Poman was sitting on the second floor of the "Lingmei Teahouse" in the market. There were many monks gathered here to talk, but most of them were casual cultivators who lived a busy life and had the money to order a pot of spiritual power.

There are very few people who have tea, and basically they sit here to chat.

The teahouse owner downstairs came up several times, but when he saw that they were crowded, he could only pinch his nose and admit his bad luck.

"Have you heard that this time the secret realm of Ten Thousand Insects has opened, and the Blood Gu Sect has increased a lot of places to join the sect!"

"This must be because the seven sects of Nanyue Kingdom are about to arrive. The Blood Gu Sect's move is probably to find a group of seedlings among the casual cultivators so as to get a better ranking!"

"Haha, Brother Xie is right. In the end, we have to rely on our group of lifeless cultivators to earn some face! I'm afraid that the flowers in the greenhouses in the sect have never even seen blood. They really have a lot of spiritual power...

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"We are a casual cultivator who is indeed experienced in many battles and has rich experience in fighting skills. Once we replace better skills and magic weapons, it will be like a tiger with wings. The dragon enters the sea. The combat power is stronger than those little kids who grew up from the sect.

many!"

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