"You..." Even with Zhang Danqiu's fearlessness, he was sweating coldly at this moment, pointing at Shen Qinglan with a trembling finger, his body trembling slightly because of fear.
As a cultivator who has achieved great success in the Golden Pill, Zhang Danqiu is also a master in the ancient Yu Dynasty. With the terrifying lethality of the cultivators, ordinary Xuanji realm warriors dare not fight with him. They usually receive reverence and praise, and they begin to have some
The feeling of being light and having great confidence in one's own strength.
But at this moment, in front of Shen Qinglan, all his confidence and beliefs were severely defeated. Just one look made him vomit blood without any resistance. This strength was no longer something he could reach.
The sudden terrifying aura that seemed to be destroyed in the prehistoric world made him unable to raise any thoughts of resistance.
At this moment, Zhu Yian also returned here again. He happened to see Zhang Danqiu vomiting blood and flew away. He couldn't help but shivered and hurriedly met him. He said to Shen Qinglan with some trembling trembling: "Sir, misunderstanding...misunderstanding, this is a misunderstanding
.”
"Misunderstanding?" Gang, who was standing beside him, put Su Yan down from Xing, turned his head and shouted suddenly, with murderous intent surging in his eyes: "This is also called a misunderstanding? If we come later, wouldn't he be slapped by you?
Is it right?"
Zhu Yian's expression stagnated and his face looked bitter. At this moment, Su Yan's appearance made him useless no matter how much he explained. He secretly cursed Zhang Danqiu in his heart. If he had messed up with such a great god, he might be killed if he could not do it well.
"Who did it?" Shen Qinglan spoke again, but the same question was still the same.
"This..." Zhu Yian really didn't know how to answer, and sweared and vaguely.
Shen Qinglan turned her head and looked at Zhu Yian calmly, waiting for his answer.
"Bang…"
Seeing that Zhu Yian had not spoken, Shen Qinglan suddenly smiled at the corner of her mouth, and suddenly pressed her palm gently down.
With Shen Qinglan's movements, a terrifying aura swept across the world. The void where his palm pressed suddenly collapsed, and the void turbulence surged out wildly, swallowing everyone around like a black hole, without even a single dregs.
Leave.
"don't want…"
Zhu Yian suddenly screamed. Unexpectedly, Shen Qinglan suddenly made such a ruthless move. He fell down and directly slapped nearly one-fifth of the disciples into pieces. Among them, there were nearly two hundred cultivators, enough to sweep a big city, but in an instant
Turn into powder.
"ah…."
"Escape!"
The other disciples suddenly saw their companions disappearing suddenly, and they were a little unbelievable. Later, they realized that this was the truth. They screamed in fear and ran away frantically.
When people were desperately trying to escape, a pressure of fear suddenly came, imprisoning their actions on the spot, and could no longer move a step, looking at the figure in white clothes in the sky in fear.
"You may not know my name yet." Shen Qinglan suddenly spoke and looked at Zhu Yian standing beside him.
"What?" Zhu Yian asked mechanically.
"My name is Shen Qinglan."
Zhu Yian nodded in a daze, then suddenly came to his senses and looked at Shen Qinglan suddenly, with great fear in his eyes: "Shen...Shen Qinglan? Are you Shen Qinglan in white? "
Zhang Danqiu below also heard Zhu Yian's words and looked at the figure in the air in horror.
As Shen Qinglan nodded, Zhu Yian seemed to have lost all his strength and fell to the ground, muttering: "It's over, it's over."
Zhang Danqiu also leaned aside dejectedly, knowing that he would not have a chance to survive. He was so powerful that he was so powerful that he was covered with blood from many people on his hands. And his reputation was not limited.
On the battlefield, it is also circulated in the Taoist world. No matter how powerful the power is, it is unwilling to provoke this killing star.
"Have I been silent for a long time, and people have forgotten my character? Do you really not fear death if you dare to touch my disciples of Hell in White?" Shen Qinglan said softly.
Zhu Yian opened his mouth gently, but he knew that he didn't need to say anything at this moment. He shook his head dejectedly and said with a slutty smile: "Yan Luo, the Nascent Soul is a great success, but who can know that he is your disciple? If he knew in advance, this
How many people in the world dare to provoke him?"
"Zhang Danqiu, I won't let you provoke this Su Yan, why don't you listen?"
After hearing Zhu Yian's words, Shen Qinglan's eyes suddenly turned to Zhang Danqiu, with a murderous intent.
"Hmph, it's over here, and it's useless to say it."
A crazy look appeared in Zhang Danqiu's eyes and hissed, "He didn't want to sit and wait for death, even if Shen Qinglan had a great cultivation level, he would fight for him."
So while Zhang Danqiu was speaking, the true energy surged out wildly. A stream of light flashed, and a flying sword suddenly flew out, shooting out like lightning, with Zhang Danqiu like lightning. The speed was so fast that it was impossible to react.
"It's really ridiculous." Shen Qinglan looked at Zhang Danqiu's flying figure, sneered, and waved his palm, and rolling thunder clouds suddenly appeared in the sky above Zhang Danqiu, with silver snakes dancing, and crackling currents resounding throughout the sky.
"boom…"
Electric snakes suddenly fell, tearing apart the void, gradually converging into a sea of thunder, submerging Zhang Danqiu in it, and the world was filled with rumbling thunder sounds, making people feel thrilled.
"ah…"
Zhang Danqiu's figure was running in the sea of thunder, but he had escaped the world-destroying thunder. The howling sounded across the clouds, and the electric snakes fell on him, slashing his flying sword, and his body was burnt.
, accompanied by the collapse of the soul, it was completely destroyed.
“Ahhhh…”
After the thunder sea submerged Zhang Danqiu and stopped, it rushed into the Yuanmingmen Mountain Gate. The electric snake danced wildly. Zhang Danqiu, who had achieved great success in the golden elixir, could not escape, let alone those disciples with very low cultivation. For a moment,
The despair resounded through the world, like hell on earth.
"Sir, please stop! The culprit has given him the title, so let's leave a way for us." Looking at the dead figures below, Zhu Yian's heart was like a knife, his eyes were red, but he didn't dare to stop it at all.
Shen Qinglan begged in pain.
"If you dare to touch my disciple, you should have this awareness." Shen Qinglan said lightly regardless of Zhu Yian who was about to go crazy. Then a terrifying pressure suddenly came out, directly pressing the unmovable figure below and bleeding from the seven orifices.
And die.
It has been less than a stick of incense since Zhang Danqiu fled to the present. Nearly two thousand sects of the Yuanming Sect have died more than half of them, and they are still growing.
Shen Qinglan was originally a bloodthirsty person. She had been cultivating for so many years and had a kind heart, but when she saw Su Yan's miserable situation, she was directly wiped out.