Immortality Cultivation Era

The hair on Yue Xincheng’s body must be erected.

He took a deep breath and stared at Song Rong who fell to the ground.

The change of Song Rong at this time is very weird. Although it has fallen to the ground, the body has dried up, like the water that has been drained.

Yue Xincheng's feet are cold.

What the **** is that?

Although he is not close yet, one thing is certain.

Song Rong, the disciple of the Shaoshan Jianzong, must have been booked as "cool" at this time.

The lessons of the car are still lying there, but they don't stop the people behind.

One after another, the immortal, rushed toward the knife.

There are other martial art schools.

Those who cultivated the immortals fell one by one.

And their death phase is exactly the same as the previous Song Rong, it is like being drained of all the water in the body.

It’s terrible.

"Hey, one by one, don't you die?" Yue Xincheng really couldn't understand what these people had in their minds.

Looking at the ones who died one after another, Yue Xincheng was sneer or sneer.

Then he patted his head.

"Don't these people have been tempted by the sword?" Yue Xincheng thoughtfully, he and the soft girl also talked for a while before, I think the other party is not so easy to impulsive.

But before, if it wasn't for me, the gentle girl would have to rush to it. If it wasn't for herself, maybe the gentle girl now has already disappeared.

Moreover, I watched those people with red eyes rushing toward the big knife.

What is the essential difference between a beast that only forgets to think about raw meat?

They are a group of animals that have lost their ability to think.

Simple, straightforward, and rude.

It’s like going out with a special brain.

But if this is the case, why aren't you tempted by the knife?

Yue Xincheng is very angry.

I feel that this is simply despising myself!

Just like sitting in a car and encountering a robber, everyone in the car was robbed, and they would not grab the money from Yue Xincheng.

What does this mean?

Does Laozi look so poor?

Of course, Yue Xincheng certainly will not be mentally handicapped to rush to the robbery theory, just think that he will not think about rushing up now to see if the knife can kill himself.

After thinking about it, he rushed to help the soft girl.

"You don't have to help, roll!"

The gentle girl does not seem to be in a good mood.

When I saw Yue Xincheng, I was angry.

If it is not because I feel that I can't beat him, I must first kill Yue Xincheng.

"That can't be done, how can you say that I am also my future daughter-in-law, how can I leave you alone?" Yue Xincheng continued to lick.

"You..." The gentle girl was suffocated by Yue Xincheng.

"Okay, hurry to withdraw first, did not see the people who touched the knife are already dead? What are you doing inside?" Yue Xincheng said impatiently.

The soft girl turned her face and glanced behind her.

The knife was already stalking the side of the corpse.

At this time, the blade of the knife was shaking slightly.

It is like a beast that is about to wake up.

"Go!" Yue Xincheng screamed, glaring at the hand of the gentle girl, and ran back.

"Sister, sister, go!" The gentle girl also began to look at her own sisters.

At this time, a red light appeared.

The land underfoot is also trembled.

The knife creaked.

Yue Xincheng subconsciously turned his face and looked in the direction of the knife.

The long knife passed over a long red rainbow and rose up.

The soil splashed and a wave of air broke out. With great impact, the immortals who were close to the long knife were also rushed out.

Even Yue Xincheng and the gentle girl who are still some distance away from the knife have retreated.

What makes Yue Xincheng feel incredible is that the knife seems to lock the gas machine of Yue Xincheng.

Dragging Changhong, like the tail of a comet, swept over.

He subconsciously reached out and grabbed the handle.

The hand holding the handle is unbearable.

The long knife is still making a burst of sound, it sounds like a dragon.

Yue Xincheng, holding a long knife, kept groaning.

Then, Yue Xincheng felt that this long knife was hot, but he wanted to take out the long knife and couldn't get rid of it, as if it had been glued.

The heat wave swept the whole body along the arm.

There was a dragon in the body, burning the internal organs.

Yue Xincheng’s face became red.

"Nima, heatstroke..." Yue Xincheng whispered in his mouth.

Only this time is obviously much more serious than the last time.

For example, the last time he took Yanzhu, he was just hot.

This time it is different.

The body is still on fire.

It is really a fire!

"Worms! Laozi is really on fire!" Yue Xincheng ran for a while and began to roll on the ground.

All the cultivators stopped and stared at him with a fearful look.

I don't know which slaying, but I even shouted a scorpion: "Fireman?!"

"Fire Nima must!" Yue Xincheng urinated.

"You put the knife down first, I use the urine to kill the fire on your body!" said a cultivator with a scorpion.

"If you have diabetes, let's let it go, don't let the kid taste the sweetness!"

Yue Xincheng swears.

His first killing was so heavy.

I really want to kill all these people...

Ha ha.

I am so angry...

Yue Xincheng rolled around and had already rolled to the side of those "dry bodies."

The clothes on the body were burned clean.

But what is surprising is that the skin on his body is intact.

To say that there is something different, the hair on the body is gone.

There is still a burnt smell on the body.

When Yue Xincheng opened his eyes, there was still a weak rainbow in the pair of scorpions. If a photographer was present to give him a close-up at this time, he would find two red eyes in his eyes. The dragon is slowly swimming.

For example, deep pool.

"what!"

A group of female cultivators exclaimed and caught their eyes.

Yue Xincheng bowed his head and glanced at it. He quickly caught the key, and his eyes glimpsed, just to see the dead body that had died under the big knife.

He rushed to the front and undressed one of them for himself.

"Hey, look at these female cultivators who have never seen the world." Yue Xincheng whispered.

"Kill him, take the knife!" Finally, a cultivator returned to God and shouted with a scorpion.

Three or four cultivators are at the forefront.

Yue Xincheng held the handle and subconsciously waved a knife.

From the long knife, a fire dragon was emanating, and the fire wave rolled over. The immortals who had just approached Yue Xincheng instantly turned into ashes.

He licked his god, turned his face and looked at the long knife in his hand, and touched his bare head.

"I am bald and stronger."