The Pregnancy Energy Is Contrary To Heaven, And My Children Are All Over The World

In the summer season, fire flows in July.

With continuous mountains and numerous rivers and lakes, this area is always wet and the moisture never dissipates.

In the dense jungle, there is a rotten and moldy smell everywhere, and there are waves of stench coming with the wind, which is disgusting.

A slender woman in black, carrying a long sword on her back, walked into a village through the blood-stained mud.

The village is not big, with about a hundred households.

Half of the thatched wooden houses have collapsed, mutilated corpses can be seen everywhere on the ground, and rotten heads still hang at the end of the village. The tragic scene is "shocking."

The woman in black stopped and looked at the heads, with uncontrollable anger burning in her eyes, her fists clenched and making a creaking sound.

There was a clang, and the sword was unsheathed from behind the woman.

With a slash in the air, a big hole was blasted on the ground, and the remains of the corpses were buried in the hole.

Then, she cut off the big tree with one sword, carved out a huge tombstone, and erected it in front of the grave.

At this moment, murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the woman in black, and she disappeared like a ghost. When she reappeared, she was already a hundred feet away.

A man was squatting on a tree branch. Before he could react, he saw a cold sword tip touching his neck.

"Are you from the Jagged Gang?"

"Nangong Feiyan, you..."

Before the man finished speaking, his head flew up and blood splattered three feet.

At this moment, there was rustling all around, and more than a dozen monks who were ambushing here turned around and ran away without saying a word.

The woman in black named Nangong Feiyan, with eyes as cold as the edge of her sword, quickly chased after her.

In just a quarter of an hour, everyone died in the dense forest.

The woman in black held a blood-stained sword and swung it violently. The blood was sprinkled on the weeds, and the sword's edge was as bright as white water.

She suddenly looked up at the sky and saw three rainbow lights speeding towards her in the distance. The aura of each one was no weaker than hers, reaching the level of Gold Core perfection.

Nangong Feiyan narrowed her eyes slightly and stood motionless, showing no intention of escaping.

She wants to avenge the dead villagers.

Those people were just ordinary mortals and had nothing to do with her. They only let her stay for one night.

But just like that, she was targeted by her enemies and the whole village was wiped out.

The anger in Nangong Feiyan's heart has been burning for a long time. Unless it is extinguished with blood, Nangong Feiyan's heart will be hard to calm down and his path will be hard to cultivate.

Three rainbow lights landed on the ground and transformed into two middle-aged men and a hunchbacked man.

He looked fierce and murderous.

"Nangong Feiyan, we finally caught you. You killed so many people in my Iron Blood Gang, and also killed one of our gang members. I have to settle this account with you today."

"You are a bunch of scum. The hatred between the monks involves mortals. It is completely unconscionable. Today, I will eliminate the evil for the people and use your heads to pay tribute to those villagers."

The woman in black shouted coldly, and slashed out the long sword in her hand continuously. The sword energy was like rain, covering the three of them.

A big man with a scarred face showed a lustful look in his eyes, looking at the woman opposite him unscrupulously, and said with a smile.

"Brothers, remember not to kill her. This girl is pretty. I will destroy her cultivation and take her back. I want her to know what life is worse than death."

After saying that, the three of them took action together to block the crazy sword energy.

Loud rumbling noises continued to explode in the mountain forest, and patches of trees collapsed, startling countless birds.

Nangong Feiyan's swordsmanship was astonishing, and he was able to suppress three Gold Core Dzogchen cultivators with the power of one person.

They fought and retreated, constantly tempting Nangong Feiyan to go north.

After hundreds of rounds, all three of them were injured.

If this continues, only one person needs to be killed, and the remaining two can be defeated quickly.

Nangong Feiyan's attack became more and more fierce, her sword was like lifting a river, opening and closing widely, completely unlike a weak woman.

A scream rang out, and one of the scar-faced men who had uttered wild words had one of his arms removed. If the old man next to him hadn't pulled him, he would have been split open by a sword at this moment.

Even so, there was no panic in the eyes of the three of them, and they were still retreating steadily.

Finally, the three of them retreated into a valley, and Nangong Feiyan immediately chased after them.

The hunchbacked old man's eyes flashed and he shouted.

"Case in!"

The three of them each took a position, took out a formation flag and planted it on the ground.

In just a moment, there was a gloomy wind in the valley, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and the surrounding scene changed drastically, as if he had gone from the human world to hell in an instant.

Nangong Feiyan's cold expression changed for the first time.

She didn't expect that these three people had already set up formations here before they arrived.

Evil ghosts from all directions emerged from the ground, each holding an iron rope in their hands, and swung it towards the woman in black.

She quickly fought back with her sword, but in the formation, her cultivation was severely suppressed. Before long, ten chains had entangled her tightly and she could not break free.

There was a burst of laughter.

The three Gold Core monks from the Jagged Gang walked into the formation.

The hunchbacked old man showed a sinister smile on his lips, and the other two big men showed an undisguised lustful light in their eyes, approaching step by step.

"Nangong Feiyan, I heard that you are famous in our Xiaoyao Kingdom and are called Hero Feiyan by countless mortals and low-level monks. I wonder if they would recognize you if I stripped off your clothes and threw you on the street? "

The woman in black struggled fiercely, but no matter what, she couldn't break free of the heavy chains.

She even felt that the spiritual power in her body was gradually blocked and its operation was stagnant.

With a look of determination in her eyes, she was about to explode if she mobilized everything.

Even if it means death, she is not willing to fall into the hands of these people.

"You're so naive. Do you really think we went to such great lengths just to get a corpse?"

The scar-faced man snorted coldly, held a formation disk in his hand, and made a few moves. The ten chains immediately tightened, completely locking up the spiritual power in her body.

Then, when he pointed out, the woman in black screamed, her expression twisted in pain and she felt like the bones in her body were about to break.

At this point, Nangong Feiyan was completely desperate, and she no longer had the strength to bite her tongue and commit suicide.

The hunchbacked old man waved his hand and said.

"Okay, don't screw up, we still have to go to Jiulong Mountain for this woman."

"Jiulongshan didn't say it was complete. Just wait a moment. This bitch chopped off one of my arms. I'll give her a hardcore first to give her some color."

The scar-faced man strode forward and untied his abdominal belt as he spoke.

Nangong Feiyan's eyes widened with despair and helplessness.

At the critical moment, there was suddenly a loud bang, like the sound of a large ceramic vat being broken.

The expressions of the three people suddenly changed and they looked up.

The formation covering the valley has been broken, and a beautiful tiger fell from the sky.

Feeling that this big tiger was no more than the initial stage of Gold Core, the three of them breathed a sigh of relief, and then looked gloomily and stared at the black-robed and masked man on the tiger's back.

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Here comes another guy who likes to wear black clothes and do things secretly. He really doesn't know how to live or die.

They can't see through each other's cultivation level, but they can find a Monster in the early stage of Gold Core as a mount. It's obvious that the level is not much higher.

"Where is your origin? I am working for the Jagged Gang, so please don't interfere."

The hunchbacked old man cupped his hands and clasped his fists. Although his words were polite, the three of them remained calm and surrounded him.

Lin Zijun showed a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, jumped off the tiger's back, and looked at the woman in black with interest.

He could clearly hear what these people said just now outside.

After asking Golden Winged Tiger some more, he found out the identities of several people.

This woman named Nangong Feiyan is indeed well-known in the Three Kingdoms. Even the Golden-winged Tiger has heard of her good reputation for her ancient ways and warm intestines.

The so-called Iron Blood Gang is notorious. It is a vicious dog within Jiulongshan's sphere of influence. It often helps Jiulongshan do some dirty work.

The three Gold Core monks frowned when they saw that Lin Zijun was silent.

They glanced at each other, exchanged stern looks, and took action together, launching their killing moves together.

Lin Zijun stood motionless, and with just a cold snort, the three of them felt as if their heads were going to explode, blood spurted out, and they retreated in horror.

"Monk Nascent Soul!"

The hunchbacked old man exclaimed, reacted the fastest and ran away.

The other two people had a look of extreme fear on their faces, and they followed closely and fled in two directions.

They never expected that they would bump into a Nascent Soul monk here.

If I had known earlier, I would have endured it and not made any move. Maybe using Jiulong Mountain's name would have made the other party retreat.

But now, they take action first. In a place like the Three Kingdoms, where human lives are like a piece of grass, and others kill them in return, Jiulong Mountain has nothing to say.

"Did I let you go?"

Lin Zijun's cold voice was like the wind blowing through the valley.

In an instant, dozens of miles around were covered in ice. The three of them kept escaping, frozen in mid-air, and crashed to the ground.

At this moment, the whole world was quiet.

All that could be heard was the heavy breathing of the golden-winged tiger lying on the ground, and the heartbeat of the woman bound in chains in front of him.

The golden-winged tiger's eyes widened, revealing a pair of huge shock and ecstasy.

It thought that following this new master, it might die in the chaos of the Three Kingdoms, but it didn't expect that this guy was so fierce.

Nangong Feiyan's eyes were no better than those of the Great Monster Tiger. Her beautiful eyes were wide open, her heart was beating wildly in horror, and her mind was blank.

Lin Zijun grabbed it casually, and three lifelike ice sculptures were grabbed in front of him.

Across the ice, you can clearly see their expressions, which are all filled with fear and shock.

His consciousness suddenly reached out, penetrated into the sea of ​​consciousness of the three people, and learned all their memories.

"A bunch of beasts, a waste of air when alive, a waste of land when dead."

After the investigation, Lin Zijun knew that the Immortal Cultivation World was sinister, and was shocked by the heinous crimes committed by these three people.

The massacre of villages and genocide is just childish in their eyes.

With a wave of his hand, the three ice sculptures exploded, countless blood-red ice crystals shattered, and the three Gold Core Dzogchen monks were left dead.

To be honest, just killing them like this is really an advantage for them.

It's a pity that he doesn't have much time now, otherwise he would have to torture these evil people and let them know the taste of reaping the consequences. .