Elder Huang, that beautiful middle-aged woman, had a sneer at the corner of her mouth. She spread her palms flat, and a black skull appeared in her hands, surrounded by black energy. Two faint blue flames lit up in the skull's eye sockets.
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"Those inside, please stop hiding. Those who see what you do have a share. No matter how many rare treasures you get, our King's Palace will share half of it." Elder Huang shouted softly and took a step forward.
"Still cowering in there, get out!" A disciple of the King's Hall said arrogantly. He could already see that there were no more than five people inside, and there were more than twenty people on his side, including Elder Huang, the Nascent Soul.
He is a master of the fifth level, so he doesn't have the slightest fear in his heart.
"Get out, don't ask for trouble." Another person shouted.
Elder Huang said: "Guys, if we spread the news, I'm afraid a large number of people will come to fight for it. Why don't we cooperate? As long as you give half of the things, this matter will be settled.
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"I'll give you half of it, are you sick in the head?" A dissatisfied squeaking voice came from the golden light zone.
"Bold!" a young man shouted: "If you don't come out, I will go in and beat you out."
As he said that, the young man walked up to the golden area and shouted: "I'll count to three. If you don't come out, we'll fight in. Those who know what's going on, get out of there!"
"Buddha said, go to hell!" A Buddha's call came from the golden light zone, followed by a golden light flying out.
"puff!"
The body of the young man who had been shouting arrogantly just now was torn apart on the spot and turned into a ball of blood mist.
"What!"
"You are outrageous, who are you? Come out quickly!"
A group of cultivators from the King's Hall suddenly exclaimed. Even Elder Huang couldn't help but change her expression. She knew clearly that the disciple just now was a cultivator at the Golden Core stage, but she didn't expect to be killed by him in an instant. Even
There wasn't even a chance to resist.
"Who are you? Don't be shy, come out quickly!" Elder Huang shouted, the black skull in his palm was spinning, black energy was steaming, and it was extremely sinister.
"Buddha said, I'll kill you!" Another Buddha's name came out, stumbling.
"puff!"
"puff!"
The two cultivators from the King's Palace exploded into blood mist. All the cultivators from the King's Palace immediately retreated, their faces changed wildly. They couldn't help but whisper: "These people are all masters, what should I do?"
"That's right, it's so awesome. He just cursed and killed two of our senior brothers."
"Then if we really take action, there are not enough people like us to kill them."
Before the battle officially started, these cultivators in the King's Palace had already begun to retreat in their hearts, being suppressed by the strong tactics of Stuttering and Chatter.
"Which cultivator are you from? Come out!" Elder Huang shouted, and she knocked out the black skull in her hand. The steaming black energy was extremely sinister and enveloped the golden light area.
But immediately after the golden light zone, the black energy was like a mud cow entering the sea. All the black energy was offset by the golden light and became quiet.
"boom!"
"boom!"
"boom!"
The earth trembled, and in the golden light, several figures came out. The leader stood with his hands behind his back, taking one step at a time. With each step, the entire canyon was shaking, and the earth was shaking. Zhuge Buliang's black hair was flying, and he held a ball on his head.
Take the ancient money sword and come out of the golden light zone.
"hiss"
Everyone took a breath, including Elder Huang, who couldn't help but change his face. This face was too familiar to them, it was definitely the nightmare of all young cultivators in Kyushu.
"Zhuge Zhuge is not bright!"
"It's him!"
Exclamations of surprise came from the crowd of cultivators in the King's Hall, and some young disciples immediately turned pale. The opponent was a figure who could kill even the chief of his own sect, not to mention himself, even Nascent Soul
Even Elder Huang of the fifth level is no match for him.
"I'm out, what do you want?" Zhuge Buliang raised his eyebrows, his words obviously provocative: "Who just said you want me to keep half of the treasures?"
"You Zhuge Buliang! What do you want?" Elder Huang's beautiful face looked a little panicked. She knew very well how terrifying Zhuge Buliang was. At the same level, it would be impossible to defeat him unless he was a genius.
"What do I want? I should say what do you want? Didn't you threaten me just now? Why didn't you say anything?" Zhuge Buliang's eyes turned strangely, and there was a dead silence. Whenever he came into contact with those eyes, nothing happened.
Avert your eyes consciously.
"Do you really think that I, the King's Palace, are afraid of you? Now that Fallen Heaven is not here, I wonder who else can help you!" Elder Huang's breath became calmer, and he obviously wanted to fight to the death.
"Just you?" Zhuge Buliang looked coldly at Elder Huang.
The robe on Elder Huang's body was making a sound, and the real energy was surging. Three black skulls were suspended in the air, floating above Elder Huang's head. A thick black mist was swirling, and a terrifying evil force came out.
, and fought towards Zhuge Buliang.
"boom!"
It was like a black torrent sweeping across, making bursts of sounds like dragons roaring and tigers roaring.
In this black mist, you can clearly see thousands of ghosts roaring and roaring, and the aura of the undead is sweeping in overwhelmingly.
Zhuge Buliang stood as still as a rock. He held the ancient coin sword in his hand and struck against the overwhelming black fog.
The ancient bronze sword was dull and dull, but it had an invisible force when it was struck in the black mist. The black mist dissipated. The ghost figure in the black mist seemed to be in great pain, screaming again and again, and collapsed under the ancient coin sword.
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Zhuge Buliang took a step forward. The ancient copper coin was only the size of a palm. Zhuge Buliang held it tightly and swept it towards the black mist.
"puff!"
The black mist disappeared and all the ghosts collapsed.
Elder Huang's expression changed horribly, he formed seals with his hands, and three black skulls hit Zhuge Buliang like meteorites.
"boom!"
The Ancient Coin Sword is naturally restrained against this magic weapon with the breath of the undead. One hundred and eight ancient copper coins were scattered. Each copper coin had the ability to penetrate the void, smashing the space into pieces, and the three skulls were completely soaked.
perished in it.
"How could this happen? These are three Xuanpin-level magic weapons!" Elder Huang was shocked. Those three skulls were the magic weapons she had been practicing for many years. Their level had reached Xuanpin level, but now they were used by a seemingly ordinary weapon.
The copper coin sword was destroyed.
Zhuge Buliang snorted coldly, and the seven big stars above his head swept out a Beidou light curtain, hitting Elder Huang.
"puff!"
Elder Huang's body flew out as if there was no gravity and hit a huge rock behind him. His face turned pale and he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Elder!"
A group of cultivators from the King's Palace shouted.
"You and I are the elders of the King's Palace, you dare to kill me?" Elder Huang vomited blood, his beautiful face full of panic.
"What do I do as your chief? You are just a little elder!" Zhuge Buliang sneered and walked towards Elder Huang holding the ancient money sword.
"boom!"
Elder Huang suddenly became angry, and her tyrannical momentum surged. Her beautiful face became distorted, ferocious and terrifying, and traces of black energy surged into her cheeks. The cultivators around the King's Hall were dumbfounded, and many of them were already excited.
trembled.
It’s hard to imagine that the normally beautiful and enchanting elder would look like this now.
"Eaaah!!"
From Elder Huang's mouth, a scream like a ghost came out, which made people's eardrums sting. Immediately afterwards, Elder Huang opened his mouth and sprayed out, and two flying swords flashing with black light flew out, heading straight for Zhuge Buliang.
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Zhuge Buliang stretched out his purple palm, and with two sonorous sounds, two flying swords with flashing black light were held in his palms. These flying swords were also powerful magic weapons, and they actually remained on Zhuge Buliang's palms.
There were two blood marks. You must know that it is impossible for ordinary magic weapons to hurt the seven-star treasure body.
The seven stars flickered, and the magic weapon essence in the two flying swords was quickly lost and introduced into Zhuge Buliang's body. The seven divine points of the seven-star treasure body are undoubtedly the nemesis of all magic weapons.
At this moment, Elder Huang took advantage of this opportunity to rise into the sky and escape into the distance.
"Elder!" A group of cultivators from the King's Palace shouted in fear and horror.
"Hahaha, this is the elder of the famous sect. He saw it and abandoned you in times of crisis!" Zhuge Buliang said with a mocking smile. His big purple palm covered the void and shattered a sky. He tried to escape.
Elder Huang was imprisoned in the void.
Zhuge Buliang stepped up into the void, came under Elder Huang, and grabbed Elder Huang's legs with both hands. Elder Huang let out a shrill scream, and blood mist flew. Zhuge Buliang actually killed Elder Huang from the middle
Split.
Two mutilated corpses fell from mid-air, and Zhuge Buliang was bathed in the blood mist, looking as ferocious as Shura soaked in blood, which made people feel uneasy.
The cultivators in the King's Palace all turned pale with fright. They looked at Zhuge Buliang who looked like a murderous god. Many of the poor cultivators had already fallen to the ground. Some people felt damp and warm in their pants.
Zhuge Buliang fell down, his cheeks stained with blood, and his dead eyes scanned the crowd.
"Brother Zhuge, what should we do with these people?" Hua Lao came over and asked.
"Abolish their cultivation and let them fend for themselves!" Zhuge Buliang's voice was cold as he determined the fate of these people.
Piercing screams and roars echoed in the canyon. A group of cultivators from the King's Palace were stripped of their cultivation, knocked unconscious and thrown into the canyon.
Three people and one monkey left the canyon. At this time, one day had passed since the three days of free activities. There were still two days left. Zhuge Buliang, Stuttering and Hua Lao wandered in the pure land, but they were not found again.