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The night was as cool as water and as dark as ink. The main area of ​​the Quanzhen Sect, which should have been a place of pure practice, was a scene of chaos in the chaos of wars. The sound of swords, flesh and blood, and chopping were endless. More than 3,000 people in the Xingsu Sect attacked the Quanzhen Sect at night. Seeing the flames everywhere, the elders of the Master Sect came from time to time to encourage everyone to meet the enemy, but at this time there was no sound. The disciples who woke up knew that these elders of the Master Sect were terrifying to fight the old monsters in front of the Xingsu Sect were already in danger.

Some people who were sad and angry drew their swords and slashed their swords desperately, with countless swords in their bodies, and shouted in a cry of grief: "Why should we destroy our Quanzhen Sect!?"

A sinister and cruel voice replied: "Because you don't accept my Xingsu Sect, those who don't accept my sect will be killed. The disciples obeyed the orders, and the old immortals have destroyed all the Xuan generation of Quanzhen Sect's old Taoists. Don't let go of any of the remaining disciples and grandchildren, and kill them all for me! No one left!"

"I'll fight with you from the evil heretics of the Xingsu Sect!"

"Kill me!!"

"Yes!!" Gradually, the fighting sounds were still strong, but it was hard to return. The transformation skills of the old monster Xingsheng had entered the transformation realm. Those pure-generation masters of Quanzhen Sect joined hands and were not opponents. Therefore, the internal power of the internal force contained huge poisons and could be transformed from the enemy's skills. People dared not take it in the fight and were afraid of the mouse. However, the old monster Xingsheng did not have this concern. It was vicious and vicious, and could do everything he could!

Seven Pure-Generation Taoists, including the head and elders, set up a total of seven people to fight against the old star monster Ding Chunqiu.

The seven people were in the same mind, the sword energy was thrilling, and the sword style was sharp. For a moment, they fought with Ding Chunqiu in no particular way. They only heard the Taoist master Chunyang shouting loudly:

"Ding Chunqiu! You can't do anything to our Big Dipper Seven Star Sword Formation. I will not obey your Xingsu Sect, so retreat quickly!"

Ding Chunqiu stood in the formation with his hands tied up, with a white beard between his eyebrows and eyes. He looked rich and rosy. If it weren't for the ruthless and evil smile on the corners of his mouth, he would look like a kind-hearted old man. He waved his right sleeve and watched his clothes break between his arms. There was a sword mark, and blood flowed. It was just that he was at a disadvantage and was injured by the sword energy besieged by the seven people.

The seven old masters of Quanzhen Sect also suspended the sword force and persuaded them with kind words. They also understood that it would be impossible to get a good result if they did not let Ding Chunqiu suffer some losses. They did not stop their moves. However, Ding Chunqiu's transformation skills were indeed evil and powerful. The seven people joined forces with the sword formation, which was really terrible.

"The Seven Old Bulls' Nose, I have to admit that there are some tricks in the Quanzhen Sect. The Big Dipper Seven Star Sword Formation is indeed well-known. No wonder my old master praised it. It's a pity that you seven wastes have poor skills. You only have a little bit of performance, but this can hurt me. It's also considered that you seven of you have practiced more diligently. It's a pity that I have to destroy today. Ding Chunqiu, the seven wastes, you are just watching, seven wastes! Hahahaha..." The arrogant and unrestrained smile did not hide anything. Ding Chunqiu looked at the seven old masters of Quanzhen, all of which was contempt.

Even though the seven old Taoists were very skilled in qi cultivation, they didn't know what to do today, but they became restless and everyone shouted in unison: "Kill!!!"

The seven people's minds are united, the sword powers are launched together, the true energy is deeply moved, and the whole body is exerted. If you don't say much, you swear to look good.

Ding Chunqiu's face, under his white-bearded hair, was really angry and his power increased. Instead, he was not surprised and happy. His pair of fleshy palms used all the magic powers and came forward. His palm contained true power. He fought hard with the sword energy of the seven people and fought again for sixteen rounds.

Suddenly, the weakest of the seven old Taoists repeated their chests, and when they opened their mouths, they vomited a large mouthful of black blood, which caused a foul smell. The long sword in their hand fell into their hands, poisonous gas attacked their hearts, and their eyes widened and they died.

The Big Dipper Seven Star Sword Technique was missing and then defeated without attacking. The other six old Taoists cried out in a row!

"Junior brother! What's wrong with you?"

"Poison, poisoned, Ding Chunqiu, you sinister and despicable villain, actually poisoned him secretly!"

Ding Chunqiu smiled sinisterly: "Old Taoist Chunyang, if you take your six junior brothers to hit me, I will naturally use some labor-saving means. Humph, the poison in your body is almost impossible to suppress. Old immortal, I'll stand here now and see you hit you."

Many disciples behind Ding Chunqiu cheered in unison and shouted loudly.

"The old immortal Xingsu has endless magic power and vast magic powers. He supports the Central Plains!"

"Everyone worships the Star Sect, the old immortal is famous all over the world!"

"Everyone worships the Star Sect, the old immortal is famous all over the world!"

The other six old Taoists were extremely angry and forced to pick up the sword in their hands. The more they moved their true energy, the more poisonous it was. In a while, they vomited blood one after another, and the breath was as bright as silk.

Ding Chunqiu flew forward and clapped his palms six times. The six old Taoists died tragically on the spot. Among them, the old Taoists Chunyang were left alone and put back into the magic rack. The bodies of the other people made sizzling sounds, gradually turning into pus and a pool of stench. The slogans of the disciples behind him were shouting louder and louder. They were both envious and afraid of Ding Chunqiu's methods, and they all shouted with all their strength.

Not far away, Wang Dao held his breath and concentrated his mind. He watched the battle between the old immortal Xingsu and the seven real masters of the real masters of the real masters of the world of martial arts in the whole process, and whispered: "This Tianshan Tonglao world is worthy of being the world of Zhongwu. In terms of vitality concentration, it can only be considered as the demon of Zhongyi. However, the magical difference of this martial arts is too great. Even Ding Chunqiu is a first-level peak in the innate late stage master. This incarnation skill is much stronger than the previous world. Well, even Wuyazi, who broke through the innate Wuyazi, met the rebellious disciple of this world, Ding Chunqiu is probably not an opponent, let alone Ding Chunqiu also has a poison skill, which makes people not very careful. If I were not keen in my spiritual sense, I would not be able to find it. When Ding Chunqiu was fighting, his sleeves blew out poison from the air, silently, colorless and tasteless... This skill is also amazing."

"What a good thing Ding Chunqiu, he actually discovered my peeping, otherwise he would not have used this skill to poison it. With his full strength in the transformation power, these seven old Taoists can destroy it by spending up to three or four points of their skills. Now they only consume one or two skills. Well, let's save your life for the time being. With you here, you can lead the way. I will save a lot of trouble in collecting secrets."

In his thoughts, the king had left, and there was no trace. After he left, the old immortal Ding Chunqiu, the starry sky in this world, felt a little relaxed. Then he turned his head slightly and looked around, but he did not dare to move for a moment.

Ding Chunqiu frowned, and was shocked in his heart: "When will such masters appear in the world again? If I hadn't practiced some of the Beiming Divine Arts and had greatly improved my skills, I wouldn't have noticed that this person would peek. This skill is not much worse than my uncle... No, I will wait for the replies of the lost true qi just now."

Ding Chunqiu didn't look back at the moment, waved his hand back, and all the disciples were silent, while he meditated on the spot, closing his eyes to reply to his skills. (To be continued, please search for Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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