Fantasy: There Is Something Wrong With This Beastmaster

Zi la la——

The thunder and lightning giant net shrank, like a big net enveloping the cultivators in the major star fields who were chasing and killing Qin Luo.

The crowd dispersed, but many people were still enveloped by the lightning giant. For a while, countless thunderbolts erupted, and the burnt smell spread.

The disciples of Lei Dao Ancestral Hall were not much better, Qin Luo forcibly took control of them, each of them suffered a backlash, and the thunder and lightning energy in their bodies was extremely disordered.

The head disciple of the Lei Dao Ancestral Hall had a gloomy face, so it's okay that so many people didn't round up Qin Luo, after all, he didn't care.

What made him angry was that Qin Luo actually knew the Thunder Emperor Sword Manual! This is a big deal!

Not everyone can practice the Thunder Emperor Sword Sutra in the Lei Dao Ancestral Hall! Must be the core inheritance disciple! And this kind of existence has always been the high-level of their Lei Dao Ancestral Hall!

Where did this Qin Luo come from? !

"Chase! Don't let him run away! The Thunder Emperor Sword Sutra cannot be left in the hands of outsiders!"

All of a sudden, the people of Lei Dao Ancestral Hall quickly chased Qin Luo down!

And those big star field cultivators who broke free from the thunder and lightning giant net also had ugly faces.

"Damn it! Wait until you kill that Qin Luo! The people from the Lei Dao Ancestral Hall must not be let go!"

"Catch up! Qin Luo just reversed the circle of the disciples of the Lei Dao Ancestral Hall, so he should be seriously injured!"

"Chasing! This Qin Luo must be killed! Otherwise, in the future, he will join hands with the new Hall Master of the White Tiger Killing Hall, and no one will be able to stop him!"

"It's scary enough to have one of these monsters! There can only be one! Of course! It's best to die!"

These star field cultivators chased and killed them one by one, those who killed wanted to kill them, and those who wanted to keep them naturally wanted to keep them!

On the side of the White Tiger Killing Hall, only half of the gold medal killers are left, and now in Death, the number is probably even smaller.

A gold-medal killer said: "The development of the matter is beyond control! Send a message to the little palace master! Let him make a decision!"

The killer group all nodded, killer rules, things are beyond the scope of ability, don't act rashly!

Of course, this kind of cross-domain news feedback is extremely slow. Even if the information network of their White Tiger killing hall is widely distributed and secret, it will take several days to go back and forth like this.

At the front, Qin Luo continued to flee, Yu Jianfei was also staggering now, covering his mouth and nose with his hands, but blood still flowed from the gap between his fingers.

"Cough cough cough! Pooh!"

Qin Luo coughed a few times, spat out a mouthful of blood foam, and suddenly felt the breath in his body surge up again, feeling uncomfortable for a while, and the Spiritual Qi in his body rushed wildly, causing Qin Luo's state to decline sharply.

"Sure enough, it's still too reluctant, almost playing off!"

Qin Luo breathed a sigh of relief and continued to flee.

After cutting through the huge thunder and lightning net just now, Qin Luo could just run away, but he sensed that the Thunder Emperor Sword Sutra has control over the huge thunder and lightning net.

Qin Luo wanted to cheat those guys backhandedly, but he didn't expect that stealing the chicken would not make him lose money, but he almost put himself in it instead.

Going straight through the Duckweed Star Field, Qin Luo now has no turning back, his condition has deteriorated, and Yujian's flying speed has naturally slowed down a lot.

As a result, all the cultivators behind him caught up a lot of distance!

Qin Luo glanced at it, and then cursed secretly, but the curse returned, and he still endured and continued to flee.

On this day, Qin Luo was frantically urging the Pirates to recover, when he suddenly felt something in his heart and raised his head.

I saw a short old man standing in the void not far in front of him, looking at him with a murderous face.

"You killed my grandson Ye Zhang?"

As the old man spoke, he had already made a move, and the avenue collapsed for a while, and the void changed!

Qin Luo's eyes widened, his heart tightened, and then he suddenly activated Spiritual Qi, and threw a sword in front of him!

laugh!

Blood flew, and there were five paw prints on Qin Luo's left shoulder, and blood dripped down.

"The peak of Dao Zunjing?"

Qin Luo's complexion was ugly, that little old man turned out to be an existence at the peak of Dao Zunjing.

The little old man snorted coldly: "As expected of a god who is making a lot of noise! ​​The swordsmanship is really high enough! But you should never kill my grandson!"

The little old man was furious. He was an only child like Ye Zhang, and now he died in Qin Luo's hands, so he was naturally unwilling.

Qin Luo also snorted coldly: "If he wants to kill me, he must be prepared to lose his head! What about Dao Zunjing? This revenge will be avenged in the future!"

Now that the situation is in dire straits, Qin Luo is very unfriendly to him, this is not the time to fight with the little old man.

The phantom of Taiyue's ancient stele appeared, a little true spirit lit up, and the phantom of Taiyue's ancient emperor appeared.

It's a pity that Qin Luo is currently injured, and the phantom of the ancient emperor of Taiyue summoned can not live up to his peak period.

"The phantom of the ancient Taiyue Emperor?! Hmph! One dead person! I'm not afraid of this old man!"

The little old man immediately fought with Taiyue Ancient Emperor again.

And this time is enough for Qin Luo to escape.

It's just that after activating Spiritual Qi and the power of the divine body, Qin Luo's injury became a little worse. In the end, he couldn't even use the sword control technique, so he could only use the snake flying technique to run.

Qin Luo gritted his teeth and stared straight into the farthest place! The boundary of the duckweed star field, the restricted area of ​​the star field!

This is a huge gamble, and if he wins the bet, Qin Luo will come back!

If you lose the bet, you will naturally die in the restricted area of ​​the star field!

Rumble!

The phantom of Taiyue Ancient Emperor disappeared, and the little old man was injured, but he immediately chased after Qin Luo.

The little old man suddenly said a word: "Brother Wei Bo! Please, please!"

At the next moment, Sword Ray lit up, Qin Luo's scalp felt numb, and his figure suddenly turned to one side, but Sword Qi still landed on own.

A series of sword marks split open on Qin Luo's body, dripping with blood, making him look like a bloody man.

Qin Luo gritted his teeth: "Duckweed Sword Sect!!"

A purple-robed figure holding a Taoist soldier appeared, with gray hair and beard, and he laughed: "Duckweed Sword Sect! The ancestor of the fallen leaves! Wei Bo has seen the Sword God Body! Today I have something to ask! Please, Sword God Body Lord, go down and die!" !"

Wei Botu saw it poorly, and after saying politely, the Sword Ray shone brightly, and the Sword intent firmly locked onto Qin Luo!

Qin Luo opened his mouth and spat out, and the natal sword Expanding Aperture immediately formed a Zhuxian sword formation, surrounding and protecting Qin Luo.

Wei Bo exclaimed in surprise, "As expected of the Sword God Body! You even have more natal swords than others!"

As he said that, Wei Bo had already unleashed his sword brazenly, the sword was fierce, and he was already going away with the intention of killing Qin Luo!

Qin Luo's sword art changed, Zhu Xian's sword formation immediately went up to meet it, superimposed the power of Zhenyue from Taiyue's divine body, and Taiyue Divine General slashed with two swords!

boom!

Qin Luo retreated quickly, followed by the four natal swords.

Wei Bo sneered: "Your Excellency the Sword God Body! Ahead is the restricted area of ​​the star field! It's not worth your death inside!"

Qin Luo spit out a mouthful of blood, and said fiercely: "Bah! Old man! You just wait for me! We will have a bright future! In the future, I, Qin Luo, will destroy your Duckweed Sword Sect!"

Wei Bo's face became angry, and he immediately chased him down, the speed was far exceeding that of ordinary Dao Zunjing.

"Qin Jianshen! It's better for you to die in the hands of this old man! The treasure of the sword god body! This old man will use it for you!"