ps: Chapter 99 of this book, a new beginning of 2014. I also deliberately left Chapter 99 to today. I really hope to last long with all my friends. I have experienced too many farewells. What I need is a long time. I wish you a happy New Year~~~~~

The monk in blue looked stunned, and he was stunned when he heard this. He did not expect that Dongfang Juemu's meeting would be like this, and the dignified Pure Land monk would make such vulgar words, which surprised him a little.

On this desolate land, more than a dozen monks confronted Dongfang Juemu, which made him seem a little lonely.

The monk in blue was not angry when he heard Dongfang Juemu insult him. After being surprised, he showed a contemptuous smile, but the murderous intent in his eyes was uncovered. With a flash of his eyes, the twelve divine swords behind him were unsheathed at the same time.

Buzz!

The magic sword roared lightly, and murderous intent filled the earth and swept to the ground, making the surrounding earth and rocks tremble and shake.

"I really don't want to kill you, you are too weak." The monk in blue said contemptuously.

Dongfang Juemu's face turned red. He was only at the sixth level of the Purple Mansion. He was indeed a weak person in this prehistoric realm. But he looked at the cave behind him, and the divine light flashed inward and kept flowing. He took a step forward, formed a seal with his hands, and slapped the ground.

"You come here, damn, you Mr. Dongfang, wait here, grandpa, I want the things in there." Dongfang Juemu was so arrogant that he spoke more.

"I'm so arrogant." The monk in blue said disdainfully.

Dongfang Juemu glanced at the twelve people. He felt the fluctuations emitted by the swords of several people and picked the weaker one. He smiled and said, "Boy, come here, I will fight you ten."

This sentence is extremely inaccurate. No matter who can see it, it is a provocation method. The monk pointed at by Dongfang Juemu heated up all over his body and walked out with a divine sword. The monk in blue frowned, but he did not stop him.

"Don't say I bullied you." The monk in blue clothes, who was also wearing blue clothes, had a younger face. He was obviously a few years younger than the previous one in his practice.

This is a cultivator from the Eighth Level of the Purple Palace. Dongfang Juemu set up a killing formation here. Not to mention the Eighth Level of the Purple Palace, even Jun Wunian from the Nascent Soul Realm was hit.

The young monk in blue strode forward with his sword, feeling that the next thing would be a sword-killing song. But after he advanced three steps, the earth under his feet shook. It seemed that a force of the great way was hooked deep in the earth veins, and it surged upwards!

boom!

The Taoist power soared into the sky, and an absolute killing force carried a tragic aura. It almost left no vitality, and countless killings were everywhere, which shocked the spot.

"Fuck you to death." Dongfang Juemu laughed in his heart. This person must have the strength to be conceited after all.

Obviously, this young man was too passionate and trespassed into Dongfang Juemu's killing formation and would only die.

The flesh and blood of the monk in blue stewed dry, and his blood and energy rushed to Gaotian, turning into ashes, and not even half of his hair was left.

Several monks dressed in the same costumes on the side widened their eyes and were extremely surprised. A monk from the eighth level of the purple palace actually destroyed his spirit and form in the hands of a monk from the sixth level of the purple palace.

Dongfang Juemu bowed to the eleventh monk, and he spoke up unhappily, and said proudly: "Several people have given up."

The monk in blue stared at Dongfang Juemu's cold eyes, and the divine sword he carried was unsheathed. With him, the seven disciples walked out, all wearing blue clothes, obviously from the same inheritance.

"Bei Dipper Star Light Array!"

The monk in blue shouted, and the seven disciples who walked out with him flew out in a whirlwind, and the divine swords were radiant and circling in the sky, arranged in the wonderful position of the seven stars, full of Taoist rhyme.

"I want to kill you, but I can't even stop you." The monk in blue shouted, and seven divine swords came out together, bursting with sharp sword light, and rushing towards the killing formation with a huge sword momentum.

The sword is terrifying. Although it is only seven paths, it is a sword that condenses energy and spirit. It can be called the supreme sword-control method of the Pure Land. It is assisted by the seven-star formation to kill and destroy kill, and its combat power is extremely amazing.

Dongfang Juemu felt a little nervous and did not dare to be careless. He grew flowers in his palms and connected the seals. He tried his best to use Taoist forces to activate the formation. A series of killing lights that were ten feet long soared into the sky, slashing in all directions, blocking the sword light.

The magic sword in Yaoguang attacked fiercely, emitting dazzling light. The sword light was like a phoenix, bathing in the sky, and rushing towards the sky! With a jingling sound, the force seemed to pass through the formation and swam on Dongfang Juemu, making him unable to help but retreat several steps.

"This is just a test, I will let you know that the distance between you and me cannot be made up for the heaven and earth." The monk in blue was arrogant, with his hands on his sword without a shadow, and the magic sword in the shaking sword position was no longer visible.

Swish!

The sword light was like a rushing from the sky, condensing rapidly, and its attack power became one point. Only this single sword seemed to surpass tens of millions.

Tianshu, Tianji Kaiyang and other six sword positions also attacked and killed each other, with a sharp sharp attack. The power of the combined attack had already exceeded the scope of the Zifu Realm.

A terrifying killing power surged, causing a cold air to reach Dongfang Juemu Tianling Gai. He couldn't help but take a few more steps back. He could not resist the power of the sword formation's combined attack.

"Fight! The Nine-turn Killing Formation, one turns to Yuan, two turns to Qi, and three turns to talent!" Dongfang Juemu made a huge singing voice sound, and the light on his palm became brighter, and several other thunderous powers burst out from the ground behind him, all of which surged into his palms.

His eyes glowed, as if a heavenly eye had emerged, and a brilliant light was lit, burning like a torch.

His eyes fell in the void and collided with the seven magic swords. The two sides collided with each other. The earth cracked and broke open, rocks pierced, and earth and rocks flew into the sky. Time seemed to slow down!

Dongfang Juemu controlled the earth veins and defeated four divine swords, but three dazzling divine lights still rushed over, like lightning, penetrated his body, injured his four poles, and sealed his Taoist power.

The monk in blue on the opposite side was obviously determined to humiliate Dongfang Juemu, otherwise he would have been killed by the sword.

A cold wind blew on the white clothes stained by blood. His limbs were still standing and never fell down.

Blood flowed like a stream of blood at the joints of his arms and legs, dyeing Dongfang Juemu's white clothes red. The four divine swords that he defeated came to his master one after another. His killing formation was broken and his situation was worrying.

However, at this moment, Jing Yi still did not break through the barrier.

The random hair hit Dongfang Juemu's handsome face, dancing in the bleak cold wind, making him feel a little more cold and solemn.

"I don't like this atmosphere." Dongfang Juemu's next sentence dispelled all his temperament.

"Hahaha! Leave your life and feed the spirit beasts for me. Redeem you for the sin you have committed just now!" said the monk in blue.

"You are a monk from Taixu Peak. Wait until my brother comes out, wait." Dongfang Juemu glanced at the man.

"Who are your brother?" the monk in blue said in confusion.

"Beat that guy from Heavenly King." Dongfang Juemu bounced his fingers, his charming and smiled heartlessly. He was seriously injured. He could still be so nervous.

The monk in blue was furious and saw that Dongfang Juemu was not afraid of him, which was really not in line with the direction of his mind. He made him feel a little angry and embarrassed. He thought Dongfang Juemu should beg for mercy and beg for mercy and beg for gratitude. Now that he can still be so arrogant, is this person crazy?

Dongfang Juemu looked at one of the twelve people behind him and was about to laugh. Unfortunately, every time he smiled, the four poles would hurt severely, which made him feel a little hard.

"Boy, why are you laughing? I really thought that the King of Heaven could save you when I came? Or was I scared to death." The monk in blue laughed proudly. He felt that Dongfang Juemu was probably scared to death. The eleven people behind him also started to make excitement, laughing constantly, but the only one was silent and watched coldly.

"I didn't come, I dare to beat me up." Dongfang Juemu's smile became stronger, but he couldn't laugh. His injuries were too serious. When a smile touched the injury, he would have more blood.

"I originally wanted to save your life, but now it seems that there is no need for that." The monk in blue sighed and raised his eyelids lazily, as if he had dominated Dongfang Juemu's life and death.

"I really don't want to kill you." Dongfang Juemu shook his head and smiled disdainfully, and took a step forward. Those people were perhaps intimidated by his previous killing formation and could not help but take a step back.

"What did you say?" The monk in blue must have been sure that Dongfang Juemu was really crazy and was still talking crazy.

"I said I really don't want to kill you." Dongfang Juemu smiled again and went further.

"You are looking for death!" The monk in blue was furious and could no longer bear it, thinking that the other party was playing with him.

Dongfang Juemu raised his sleeves, and a golden divine light slashed, which had the power to split the metal and stone, let alone the human body!

The monk in blue had just raised his palm, but in an instant he was shattered by the golden divine light, and the blood bloomed like a flower. Dongfang Juemu was prepared for it, and the blood did not touch his body, but it made his blood splattered all over the ten people behind him.

The monk in blue fell to the sky, and he had lost half of his head, and he didn't know how Dongfang Juemu took action until his death.

"Life is really lonely like snow. I really don't want to kill anyone. Knowing this, I shouldn't let you just now, let you feel hopeful." Dongfang Juemudao looked like a peerless master.

The ten monks were terrified, staring at Dongfang Juemu like ghosts and gods. They didn't see each other taking action just now, but the strongest man on their side died like this.

This is too strange, or Dongfang Juemu is too fast!

Their first thought was to run. Even the monks in blue were not enemies of one move, and they were also considered the onion!

"None of you can escape."

The twelfth person behind him spoke, and the sound was like the sound of death from hell, and it came faintly, as if he was born to harvest their lives.

They looked behind them at the same time and saw a ragged boy with a pretty face, a cold expression, a knife-like look, and a hand behind his back staring at these ten people.

A cold air came from nowhere and instantly rippled all over their bodies. They screamed and wanted to escape, but it was too late.

The boy behind him moved, his body was like a ghost, and his footwork was very fast, as if he was changing his figure. He stepped past the ten people and came to Dongfang Juemu.

Puff puff puff!

Ten waves of blood rushed up at the same time, and none of the ten people could see clearly how the other party took action. The sky spirit cover above their heads was shattered, and their thoughts were killed.

Ten headless corpses fell down and lay in a pool of blood, silently.

This young man was Jing Yi. He came out of seclusion at a critical moment, refined the origins of nine Taixu bodies, took a strong move, and instantly killed these ten people.

Who can be the king in close combat? Only Jing Yi!

"If you don't come, I can't stand it." Dongfang Juemu slowly closed his eyes with a smile. In a bloody battle, there were no sensational words or any bold words of righteousness. It was just that the other party entrusted his safety to him, and he would fight to the end.

Dongfang Juemu is already at the end of his strength, but he can no longer hold on with Jing Yi in a good show.

Jing Yi didn't say much and wrote down this love. He did not take Dongfang Juemu into the spiritual treasure, but instead carried him to slowly walk to the end of the sunset. He could no longer stay here for a long time. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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