Unlimited Cultivation

Chapter Seventy Three

　　 "I will die for Lao Tzu!" Dozens of blue sword lights, dreamlike like fireworks, circled more than a dozen Sirius disciples inside.

　　 The "Four Colored Wolf Wind" was actually frozen, the defense of the net formation was breached again, and the remaining Sirius Clan disciples were basically waiting to die.

Qian Xing, who almost overturned the ship for a moment, had a blood-red killing intent in his eyes. As soon as Qian Xing's wrist turned, more than a dozen junior disciples from the Sirius Sect were divided into two by the sword light that encircled him. half.

　　 Fuck your mother, if I want Lao Tzu to go to the west, Lao Tzu will let you all play!

　　 "Get out!"

　　 Lang Tong saw that the "four-color wolf winds" were all broken by the enemy, and he could no longer hold the heart of fighting. He turned and turned into a scarlet wolf shadow, rolled up a demon wind, and turned around and galloped away.

As a wolf demon of the bronze generation, Lang Tong’s skill and means are far worse than Qian Xing’s, but his escape speed is no slower than Qian Xing’s land flying technique. He wants to catch up unless Qian Xing sets up "Han Xue" to fly. Sword, ha ha, Qian Xing would never go dry with this kind of identity exposure.

　　 The golden sword was put away, Qian Xing sent out dozens of cyan rays in both hands, killing most of the lower-level disciples of the Sirius Sect who were present, and they could escape, but only a few people.

After the killing, the corpse that was hit by the golden little sword sword light, whether it was a wolf demon or a human, had already turned into a pool of pus, and the remaining corpse, A Chou, before Qian Xing could recover, rushed forward, The inner alchemy of the wolf demon of the iron character drew out cleanly.

　　 The caravan's people watched this person and Yichong made such a move, and they all trembled. There was not even one person who came forward to thank Qian Xingzhang for his action.

　　 This cultivator did this, but he really had a feud with the Sirius Gate. Maybe, his own caravan was also within the target of Sirius Gate's revenge.

　　 Qian Xing took the air and waited for a fat old man to come out, and said thank you to him with a smile on his face, and then offered a large plate of gold and silver, treating himself as the most distinguished guest.

　　 However, after waiting for a while, I saw those caravan personnel looking scared and even disgusted.

　　 Even if someone who can't beat the Sirius Gate is robbed of some valuable goods, it is better than taking over the deadly enemies with the Sirius Gate.

　　 "Fuck-you are all **** fucking! I am brave enough to help you so much, and I don't want to thank you, I slap you off your face!"

　　 I really have to, since you refused to cooperate, Qian Qian had to ask for it in person!

　　 There is no way, since I came to the planet Earth, a certain amount of money has been a bodyguard, and the salary of a eldest son has not been received. The employer and all the employees of the caravan were completely wiped out by those black conscientious monks.

　　 Then he hid in the deep mountains and cultivated for a few years. How could there be a eldest son on him?

　　Besides, when I arrived at Bailu City, I asked for news, accommodation, and purchased the things I needed. No money is needed?

Seeing that this fierce **** was angry, lest the fierce **** would have another murder after the people in the Sirius Gate left, a dry old man walked over, calling himself the steward of the caravan, and after a nasty flattery and thanks, he offered it. A plate of aquamarine coins, one aquamarine coin is worth twenty gold coins, this plate of aquamarine coins is less than sixty, a total of 1,200 gold coins.

　　 Qiang Qiang took it with a stab, without the slightest enlightenment of showing kindness without repaying it, and then used the land soaring technique and galloped towards Bailu City.

　　 Killing is a great kill, but on the road, I have encountered many times of fighting, but Qian Xing is not willing to be nosy.

The third-order Taoism of the "four-color wolf wind" reminded him that there are as many magical techniques in the spiritual world as the stars in the sky. Unless he reveals the subtleties of morality, the two rites of God Thunder, he should not be nosy. As well.

　　 An extremely large city appeared on the horizon first. The city was a hundred miles in radius, with a blue-black city wall, which was a hundred feet high.

　　 Above the one hundred and fifty-foot tower, there are three large characters written in seal script-Bailucheng.

And the blue-black city wall did not look conspicuous. Qian Xingyong's divine consciousness that could already be seen out of his body was swept away. He unexpectedly felt that the entire city wall contained faint fluctuations of mana, like a hidden huge underground river. , Flowing inside the city wall, the money couldn't help being horrified. How much mana would it take to pour defense mana into such a tall city wall?

　　 Although the city wall is as high as one hundred feet, the gate is only ten feet high. Compared with the city wall, it is simply out of proportion.

　　 Qian Xing walked into the gate of the city and found that the road was actually divided into two parts, usually one-third, and the ground was paved with bluestone.

　　 partly occupies two thirds, and the ground is paved with white stone.

　　 Next to the white stone ground, there is a huge silver-like metal sign that says: monks, please go here to register. If you don’t register, UU read www.uukanshu. com stopped.

　　 There are three cases made of purple wood on the road. There are several monks sitting behind the cases, holding a shiny white object, shining on the monks entering the city.

　　 Qian Xing walked over, and a female monk in white clothes and a pair of heart-shaped buns stood up to greet her. She looked about twenty-three or four years old, her eyebrows were still eye-catching, but her cultivation level had only just reached the level of innate.

　　 "Daoist, please report the road number." The formatted smile is similar to that of the shopping guide lady in the store.

　　 "My name is Li Fugui. I came to Bailu City for the first time. I don't know how much money should I pay to enter the city?"

　　 Qian Xing remembered the vulgar name in a novel I read before.

　　 When I heard the name and question of the white-robed monk, plus Qian Xing's tattered clothes and full-faced beard, he picked up the corner of his eyes with disdain, and he knew it was a hillbilly monk from the mountain.

　　 She hasn't seen how many of this kind of hillbilly monk. Fortunately, this hillbilly monk still knows to register through the special passage for monks. If he refuses to register and enters the city directly, he will be driven or even sacked by the city guards.

　　 "The royal city does not need to pay the entrance fee, but all monks who enter the city must register and take pictures. If there is a disturbance in the city, they will be caught by the shadows left behind."

After speaking, the white-clothed female monk took out a fist-large white-clothed magical weapon and took a shot at Qian Xing. A white light enveloped Qian Xing's body, and immediately gave birth to a three-dimensional villain exactly the same as Qian Xing, one foot tall. Then, the little man was taken in the blue and transparent white light, like a crystal made of sapphire.

　　Shi, who said that people in other worlds are behind, they don't have digital cameras, but they have this kind of three-dimensional Taoshu imaging magical device, which is much more advanced than digital cameras for flat photography.