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Chapter five hundred and eighty fifth night into the son

Mingqi's face was expressionless and he stood still. The two of them were taller, and Mingqi was half a head taller than this person.

An invisible oppression is not pressure or anything else, it is just momentum.

"Seek death for me!" This person's cultivation level is pretty good, and he can be a king.

After the man finished speaking, he raised his foot and kicked it away. The white light flashed, which was extremely dazzling.

"It's flashy, just like this Zijun." Mingqi said coldly in his mouth. The power of heaven and earth condensed in front of the young man's legs. He heard a crisp sound of broken bones, and the man was about to scream. Mingqi raised his eyes.

Ning, this person's head exploded like a broken melon, and brain matter and other substances were shot out in all directions, frightening the two wine men until their faces turned pale, and the seductive woman screamed in fright.

Mingqi didn't like the noise, so he looked away coldly. The murderous intent instantly overwhelmed the woman's heart with fear. The woman lay limply on the ground. Mingqi didn't kill her, but she fainted from fear.

The two drinkers came back to their senses and realized that these two were the real characters who could not be offended. They picked up the charming woman and went down to the pavilion without even looking at the headless corpse.

Turning around, Mingqi closed the door and was no longer interested in drinking. He took a deep breath and said, "There seems to be someone in this Zijun sect who is in a relaxed state. The wind is good and the moon is clear tonight, so I will give this Zijun a nightmare!"

After saying that, Mingqi's lips suddenly tilted into an evil smile, a rare smile.

"Long, come with me to Zijun." Mingqi walked to the window, the cage had floated up, and the two of them were flying in the night sky facing the moonlight.

The two of them flew around Lianshan City at will, and soon saw four cultivators leisurely walking on the street. However, these four people immediately rushed to the Zijun Sect to resist Huo Jing.

Ming Qi and Long Qing's bodies folded and appeared in front of the four people in an instant. Before the four people could scream, Ming Qi released three waves of soul power. Immediately, the souls of the four powerful kings formed into light blue ice and then shattered in the air.

, dissipated into nothingness.

"Do it!" Ming Qi winked at Leng, who knew what he meant. The two of them moved quickly, taking off their clothes and putting them on his body in almost one breath.

Ming Qi's eyes narrowed, and the four corpses were decomposed into nothing by the power of heaven and earth.

"Walk!"

Ming Qi shouted, and his body appeared in the sky. The two figures quickly crossed the night sky. In a few breaths, they reached the top of the sky not far from Zijun's clan.

Zijun is surrounded by people from various sects stationed there. If he wants to get close to Mingqi Zijun, he must first pass through this layer of obstacles.

"Sheng Luo, bring out some death energy." Ming Qi muttered in his heart.

Immediately, I saw a ball of death energy floating out of Neng Jie. Among the death energy, there were two rays of golden light, which were the death energy of the Saint Yuan. The two strands of death energy of the Saint Yuan separated in an instant, dividing the death energy into two groups and blending into them.

Mingqi and inside the cage.

"Let's go." Mingqi and the cage dropped to the sky, passing through the disciples of various sects stationed around Zijun Mountain. There were not many obstacles along the way. After all, there were too many sects here, and it was impossible to distinguish them all at once.

Who are the people of each sect?

Passing through this crowd is Zijun Mountain. Zijun Mountain is not high and is not far from Huojing Mountain in the past.

The sect-protecting formation is still open at this moment, and the various sects outside the sects recruited by Zijun are still kept out of the sect-protecting formation. If they want to enter, they must first obtain Zijun's permission.

"Array enchantment? Forget it!" Mingqi's eyes flashed with anticipation. He glanced around, and after listening to all directions, a blood-black token suddenly appeared in Mingqi's hand. His ancient spirit was released, and the token

The golden word 'kill' is written on it, and the strokes look like swords spelled out, which makes people look intimidating.

This thing is the token that I got from the cultivator's cemetery. Jing'er said it was of great use at first, but didn't go into details. Not long ago, when I was trying to sort out the energy disciplines, I accidentally thought of this thing and tried it.

What special uses does the object have? After trying everything, Mingqi discovered the necessary method

Extremely sensitive, Mingqi tried it once, using this object in front of a four-dimensional formation of heaven and earth he had built at will, and found that he could directly ignore the formation. As long as he brought it with him, if he encountered the formation, the formation would be ineffective.

Not only that, this thing also has other effects.

Although I don't know how it will be against Zijun's formation, it should be the same, and today Mingqi happens to have a chance to try it.

Holding the killing order in his hand, Mingqi took a step forward and stretched out his hand. He saw that the layers of transparent barriers in front of Mingqi began to twist like soft water. Mingqi did not exert any force on his feet and moved his body forward.

Minato stepped directly into Zijun Mountain. The entire barrier was intact, not even a gap was opened. Mingqi had already entered here.

"Chang, catch it!" Mingqi turned around and threw the killing order to Cong.

"Use this thing, you can come in and out freely!" Mingqi said again, with excitement in his eyes. Taking this thing away, with the death energy of Sheng Luo, when he reaches the earth level, he is afraid that Meng Zong can also sneak in easily.

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Long frowned, but without hesitation, he stepped through the barrier, "This...!" The old man was shocked to see that there was such a magical thing in the world.

After looking up and down for a long time, but seeing no clues, Lung had no choice but to hand the token back to Mingqi. At this moment, the starry sky was already prosperous, as bright as a long crystal river, and the moon was among the stars, high in the sky and clear.

Mingqi raised his head and saw the Zijun tree on the top of the mountain. This tree is an ordinary tree that is ten thousand years old. It was taken by Zijun to prove his longevity. If this ordinary tree is like this, Zijun will definitely live longer.

On the Zijun tree, there are countless small names carved on it, which are the names of all the Zijun clan members. From the time Zijun was established to now, three sides have been written, and the fourth side is about to be written.

The head of the Zijun clan once said, "I'm afraid that none of these ten thousand-year-old mortal trees will be able to bear witness to the history of my Zijun. I want to take thousands of trees, ten thousand trees."

Mingqi smiled and walked towards Junmu on the top of the mountain. Along the way, Zijun was also stupid. Seeing that Mingqi and the others had no doubts, this was because they were too confident in the formation.

I think that everyone who enters Zijun's territory must have obtained Zijun's consent, otherwise others would not be able to break in without being aware of it.

Everything went very smoothly, and I have to say that this Zijun was really a small talent that put him to great use in becoming the overlord of the Mountain Range.

All of this, after all, is still the source of the conflict, Meng Zong, if it weren't for Meng Zong, how could all the Huo Jing Sect members escape, and it would be Zijun's turn to be the overlord.

The next time the fire crystal returns, it will be the day for a showdown with Meng Zong. A sect affiliated with Meng Zong, which was unknown in the past, will fight against the overlord of a state, Meng Zong.

The two of them showed no signs of guilt, as if they were in their own sect, their eyes were leisurely, and they slowly walked towards the top of the mountain.

"There is something that can be under that gentleman's tree." Mingqi whispered in his heart, but his eyes were not serious at all.

"Yeah, about the third level of Saint level." Lung responded.

"With the current strength of the two of us, it is still difficult to kill this person silently. However, I only need one chance. You can distract this person's attention first. I only need this person to be distracted for a moment."

Mingqi thought secretly in his heart, he was calm and calm, and he had almost reached the end of the stairs.

"Death energy!" On the last ten steps, black energy appeared around Mingqi, wrapping Mingqi in the black energy. At the same time, Kong walked up the stairs casually. Under the Zijun tree, there was indeed an old man sitting cross-legged in meditation.

, this person’s eyes opened, Cang

The feeling of mulberry came over me in waves, and it smelled like a great master. Most of the old ghosts who were hundreds of years old liked this. They pretended to be pretentious, but the most annoying thing was that they were not strong enough, so they wanted to disguise themselves with that false aura.

What's the use of it if it's not enough?

As soon as this person opened his mouth, Ming Qi's body appeared in front of him, and their eyes met. At this moment, this person's soul was relaxed and his mind was slack. The waves of soul power bursting out in Ming Qi's eyes were overwhelming.

Everything pours into the soul from this person's eyes.

Before he could scream, the man's body also formed light blue ice. Mingqi took a deep breath. Although the soul power released was almost the same as the Soul Cold Art, but with such short-sightedness, the soul power poured in in the most direct and comprehensive way.

How can this person's soul not die?

As soon as Mingqi focused his gaze, the ice broke and disappeared into the air.

At this moment, an ice pick suddenly appeared in Mingqi's left hand. The slender ice pick pierced the man's head in an instant and pinned him to the top of the eight-foot-tall tree. I will write the fourth page!

Mingqi's eyes narrowed, and the demon blood suddenly appeared in his hand. He waved it on the Zijun giant tree, but failed to release it. It was just a series of air blades, leaving four words on the Zijun tree: Zijun's tomb, fire!

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Zijun's tree, tomorrow night will be Zijun's tombstone!

Zijun is confident, and the third level of Neng Sheng guard here should also be confident, but today, the person who comes is Shura.

Mingqi and Lung smiled at each other, walked slowly down the mountain leisurely...

The next day, a ray of morning light will fall on the top of Zijun Mountain. A disciple comes here to clean it every day as usual. He rubs his hazy sleepy eyes, his eyes are stunned, and he rubs his eyes vigorously. The man screams and turns back.

He staggered three steps, fell to the ground, rolled and crawled, and ran towards the mountainside.

After a moment, a group of people flew up here, headed by the leader of the Zijun Sect, Ye Mu. When this person saw the remaining fourth face of Zijun Mu, his beard immediately stood upside down, and his eyes widened with anger. "Three-character Zijun Tomb"

, one word is fire, and there is a corpse of a capable saint hanging on the top of a giant tree. Its head has been penetrated, and its eyes are wide open, with a look of horror.

The fire in Zijun's tomb can consecrate the corpse, like slaps, slapping Zijunzong hard on the face.

It's ridiculous that so many sects have gathered together, but I, the Fire Crystal Sect, can still come and go freely.

"Damn it!" Ye Mu roared up to the sky, eyes filled with anger.

"Sect master, don't get excited!" A person next to him hurriedly took three steps forward and said respectfully.

"I will kill these two people!" Ye Mu gritted his teeth and said bitterly. He almost hated Mingqi and the two of them to the bone.

The man who came forward said with solemn eyes, "Sect Master, you must not be reckless. Think about how these two people got into the sect. Even if they pretended to be Zijun's disciples and sneaked into the sect, they could kill the elders silently.

I am afraid that they will not be weaker than the sect leader. There are still two of them. Our Zijun sect will not offend us if we can. Tonight, sect leader, don’t make a move to see if I can fool these two people away and treat me, Zijun.

, is the best strategy.”

Ye Mu's eyes showed a look of deep contemplation. He thought about it carefully, but as this person said, he could do it quietly without releasing a trace of excess to make others aware of it. He asked himself that he could not achieve the third level of the Holy Level of murderous aura.

"I'll just do what you said. It really won't work. There are tens of thousands of cultivators gathered here. I still don't believe that these two people can face each other at the same time!" Ye Mu's eyes were full of confidence. Behind him was Meng Zong.

The Fire Crystal Sect will be destroyed by the Meng Sect sooner or later, so he doesn't need to worry.

The news that Junzong was invaded by the two Shura late at night came like waves from the Cultivator Guild. Everyone who heard it was amazed that the strength of these two people had reached such an extent. They were originally betting on

People from the Zijun Sect began to switch to these two major Shuras.

There are even rumors that the strength of these two people has reached the prefectural level. Zijun will be defeated this time. The biggest talking point in the entire Lianshan City is the impact of these two fire crystal Shura on Zijun and the people who convened hundreds of sects...
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