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Three hundred and tenth chapter kill

When Shangguan Lingfeng saw Yu Ziqing asking questions, he hurriedly asked a master from Scorpion Hall behind him who had met Dong Yuan and the two to come forward and answer.

The man was obviously seriously injured, his face was pale, and he had to be supported when walking.

Seeing this, Yu Ziqing felt murderous intent in his heart. A bone-chilling cold air emanated from his body, causing the entire world to be enveloped in a suffocating and terrifying atmosphere.

"Who did it?" Yu Ziqing went straight to the point. He was too lazy to understand what happened.

The man was expressionless in front of him, but Yu Ziqing, who was exuding a cold air, turned paler and paler, and said hurriedly: "There are two men, one middle-aged and one young. They both have uncanny skills. The talents we sent out will all be killed as soon as they meet."

They were knocked down by them, and all of them were seriously injured, which was unable to stop their progress. When we caught up again, we only saw the old man and the young lady being taken away by the two people from a distance. However, Uncle Chang may know who those two people are.

It's just that Uncle Chang was seriously injured, all his meridians were severed, and he can no longer open his mouth."

Speaking of the latter part, the man's eyes showed a complex look of fear, grief and anger.

"Where is Achang?" Yu Ziqing looked calmer after hearing this and asked calmly.

"We are in the villa," Shangguan Lingfeng replied hurriedly.

Hearing this, Yu Ziqing turned around and looked towards a villa by the lake. A dazzling light suddenly flashed through his eyes, and then he stepped forward without saying a word.

He took seemingly random steps, but disappeared from everyone's sight in the blink of an eye.

In the villa, Achang was lying quietly on the bed, his chest was shaking in shock, and he didn't know how many sternums were broken. There was no trace of blood on his face, and his breath was so weak that it was almost imperceptible.

Yu Ziqing stepped forward and clasped Achang's wrist, channeled a stream of real energy, and took out a silver needle from the black jade gourd to stabilize Achang's wound and heart pulse.

Achang Youyou woke up and saw a familiar face appearing in front of him. His dull eyes suddenly bulged with light, and he struggled to sit up, but his efforts were in vain.

"Who did it?" Yu Ziqing asked calmly, with an infinite coldness in his tone.

"Jin, Huaguan" Achang slowly spat out each word with difficulty.

Jinhuaguan Yu Ziqing's eyes suddenly shrank, and a trace of surprise flashed across his face. He never expected that Jinhuaguan would come to his door so quickly.

"Old, old" Achang trembled his pale lips again and said with difficulty

"Don't worry, if they dare to touch Mingyuan and Huiying, I will wipe out their Jinhua Temple." Yu Ziqing gently shook Achang's hand and said calmly.

On the hospital bed, the loyal old man Achang took a deep look at Yu Ziqing and finally slowly closed his eyes.

Yu Ziqing glanced at Achang, then turned around and said to Shangguan Lingfeng and others who finally arrived: "I have protected Achang's heart and will not touch him until I come back."

As he spoke, Yu Ziqing stepped out and looked up at the dark night sky. Suddenly he looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, then raised his feet and stepped towards the void.

In the blink of an eye, Yu Ziqing disappeared into the vast night sky, leaving only the clear and loud roar echoing over Shangguan Villa.

golden state

At night, Chisong Mountain is like a dormant and sleeping monster squatting quietly in Jinzhou

Yu Ziqing stood on the lotus with his feet standing upright over Chisong Mountain. The cold wind blew his clothes and made a hunting sound. A trace of murderous aura emanated from him. He was indescribably majestic. He was no longer a pretty boy or a amiable person.

The boy next door, but a god who suddenly came to earth and looked down upon the world.

Yu Ziqing looked down, and suddenly there was an illusory cyclone faintly rotating in the center of his eyebrows. Then a crack suddenly opened in the center of his eyebrows, and one eye opened. A five-color glow shot out from the third eye and swept across Chisong Mountain like lightning.

In the distance, on the back mountain peak where Jinhua Temple is located, there are waves of mana fluctuations rising faintly into the sky, and there is nowhere to hide under the scanning of the Sky Eye.

Yu Ziqing's eyes flashed with murderous intent, and his third eye slowly closed. The next moment, Yu Ziqing had already raised his feet and crossed the void to reach the sky above Jinhua Temple.

"I wonder where fellow Taoists came to visit late at night? In the dark night, two Taoists wearing Taoist robes and holding whisks in their hands rose up in the air and saluted Yu Ziqing, but their eyes were a little unkind.

The two of them seem to be in their 60s, but they are only in the late stage of Qi Transformation. It is obvious that even if they are not talented enough, even if they have mastered the way of cultivating immortals, they will probably only be able to watch the gate in Jinhua until they grow old.

Yu Ziqing glanced at the two of them coldly, and said proudly: "I'm here to ask for help. Ask your temple master to send my two disciples out immediately, otherwise I will crush your Jinhua Temple."

The old Taoist priest with gray beard saw Yu Ziqing's loud breath. He took a deep breath at first. When he saw Yu Ziqing's cultivation level clearly, he couldn't help laughing wildly.

"You are indeed young and frivolous. With your abilities, I can slap you away with just one slap from my Taoist priest." The fatter old Taoist priest on the left glanced at Yu Ziqing and said in a condescending tone.

"Even if you don't even look at where this place is, you think you have learned some Taoism, so you go around acting like a wild boy, and immediately kowtow to us three times. Seeing how young and ignorant you are, I won't do it tonight.

I'll show mercy and let you go. "The old Taoist on the right is stroking his beard." He narrowed his eyes and squinted at Yu Ziqing and said.

The two of them have always been looked down upon in Jinhua Temple because of their different talents. Even at an old age, they still have to do the work of guard patrol. They have been feeling depressed. Tonight, it is rare to see someone with a lower cultivation level than them, and they are automatically sent away.

The monk who came to ask for humiliation couldn't help but feel very high-spirited. He was in such a good mood, but he didn't know that the master in front of him seemed to be in the early stage of Qi transformation, but Yu Ziqing was the rebirth of the Golden Immortal of the Four Brahma Heavens. How could he see it from ordinary people's eyes?

Looking at the purity and richness of the carefully arranged drop of true energy in Yu Ziqing's lower Dantian alone, it is comparable to that of a monk in the Bigu stage, not to mention that Yu Ziqing has also cultivated an upper Dantian that is unique among billions, and has countless magical methods from the immortal family.

Yu Ziqing saw the two people looking wanton and wild, glanced at them coldly, and said: "It seems that you two don't want to report?"

The proud look on their faces immediately subsided, revealing a hint of viciousness.

Boy, I saw that your cultivation is not easy, so I gave you a chance. Now it seems that you don’t appreciate it anymore.” The fatter Taoist priest on the left said coldly. When Yu Ziqing heard this, he was too lazy to talk to the two of them anymore.

Marumiya's drop of true energy suddenly turned around, and suddenly two sword lights shot out from it.

Spiritual Consciousness Condensing Sword, this is a spell that can only be cast by monks whose spiritual consciousness is at least as strong as the Nascent Soul stage.

The Niwan Palace is a sect of one body, a gathering of hundreds of gods. Its mysteries are endless and it is difficult for even one of the billions of immortals to cultivate them. The reason why the ancient gods and demon ancestors were able to move their hands and feet and destroy the heaven and the earth is because of the Niwan Palace.

Now that Yu Ziqing has successfully opened the Niwan Palace, the infinite power hidden in it is so terrifying that ordinary people can understand it, even if it is only in the early stage of Qi transformation.

After the old Taoist priest finished speaking, he suddenly "saw" an extremely sharp sword piercing his head. The sword light was flying, and the old Taoist priest felt as if his head had been split into countless halves.

"Ah" the old Taoist priest held his head and let out a shrill scream.

The shrill screams echoed in the silent Chisong Mountain and were particularly harsh.

The situation of another old Taoist priest was not much different. He also held his head and screamed.

The two of them were only in the late stage of Qi transformation, and were far from being able to stand in the air for a long time. Now their heads hurt as if they had been struck by countless swords. They could no longer float in the air, and their magic power spread out uncontrollably.

Come on, fall down at one end

When Yu Ziqing saw this, he sneered, stepped in the air, and used his hands to pick up the two of them, one on the left and the other on the right.

"You can report now." Yu Ziqing moved his face towards the two of them, with a hint of ferocious look on his face, and said coldly

After finishing speaking, without waiting for the two people to answer, they waved their hands and flew into the air with a roar and smashed towards the gate of Jinhua Temple.

Puffy

Two old bones hit the heavy red-painted door of Jinhua Temple, making two loud noises.

The heavy door opened immediately, and several Taoist priests with different cultivation levels flew out from inside.

When they saw the two old Taoist priests who were guarding the mountain and were paralyzed like mud at the gate, they all changed their expressions.

"How dare you rats come to our Jinhua Temple and act so arrogant?" A Taoist priest with a cultivation level of mid-stage Bigu stopped in front of the Taoist Temple and shouted angrily.

The purple sword light soared into the sky, illuminating the night like daylight, and also illuminated Yu Ziqing, who stood in the sky like a god.

"Huh?" The Taoist priest immediately saw clearly that Yu Ziqing's cultivation level was only in the early stage of Qi transformation, and he couldn't help but uttered a cry of surprise, but the purple light sword remained fierce and unabated.

Yu Ziqing's eyes narrowed slightly, like a knife, and the cold light flashed away. A golden sword light shot out from the center of his eyebrows. It was the master sword that Wen kept in the Niwan Palace.

This sword contains two layers of restrictions, the Taihong Liangyi Formation and the Big Dipper Formation. Once the former prohibition formation is activated, it can be heavy or light. When it is heavy, it is like Mount Tai pressing down on the top. When it is light, it is like feathers flying. The latter prohibition can attract the power of the Seven Stars of the Big Dipper when activated.

, set up the Big Dipper Sword Formation to trap and kill the enemy.

When the Taoist priest saw that Yu Ziqing, who was not yet at the initial stage of Qi transformation, was actually accompanied by a magic weapon, a trace of surprise flashed through his eyes again, but then he showed a look of naked greed.

A magical weapon, even the lowest-grade one, is extremely precious to a monk with his level of cultivation. The purple light sword in his hand was obtained by chance.

"Hmph, the mantis is blocking the car." The Taoist priest secretly snorted in his heart. The purple light sword castrated fiercely, passing through the space and making a sharp tearing sound.

A loud clang

The Tai Dou Sword hit the Purple Light Sword hard like Mount Tai pressing down on his head.

The Taoist priest suddenly changed his expression, and then a mouthful of blood spurted out with a loud sound. The bluestone under his feet actually shattered into pieces, and the purple light sword that was still blazing with fierce flames and trailing a long tail was completely lost.

Falling to the ground

Finished today


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