Chapter 284: Settling Rong in a corner, Liu Mei and several female disciples stood there, with traces of sweat on their foreheads, "I didn't expect that he really dared to kill, and he shot a ten
The second monk was killed, and there is no doubt about his strength. If I had been impulsive when I was in Cuiyun Tower, I would definitely not be able to stand here properly now." Liu Mei was frightened for a while, but she did not expect that this originally cowardly person would now be
He is filled with murderous intent everywhere, and he kills whenever he wants without any scruples.
"Luo Mo, you actually dare to commit fratricide and kill your fellow disciples. I want to report this matter to the head of the sect and ask him to deal with you in accordance with the sect's rules."
Li Mo rolled his eyes, squinted his lips, and flashed a mocking gaze, saying: "He attacked me first, didn't you see? If you insult me like this, your end will be no better than him."
Xu Tianheng blushed at these words and his face was full of anger, but he couldn't let it go. He knew that Luo Dingrong was coming soon.
Sure enough, a long rainbow burst out from Qingmai, and behind the long rainbow were five slightly smaller ones.
Changhong disappeared in the sky, and under the Changhong, a person landed instantly. This person's face was red and swollen, and he was short and only reached the waist of an ordinary person. But his upper body muscles were well developed and powerful. Around his waist was a cyan belt.
There is one word in the middle - Lord.
This person is Luo Dingrong, the master of Qingmai.
As soon as he landed on the ground, he saw Li Mo there, and his excited eyes were filled with tears. Think about it, Luo Mo was raised by him, which is equivalent to his son, and it is said that Luo Mo disappeared and died. This does not mean that Luo Mo was raised by him.
It was the white-haired man who gave the black hair as a gift. Now that he suddenly saw Luo Mo again, his heart was naturally extremely excited.
"I'm back..." Luo Dingrong's voice trembled with excitement.
His short body walked quickly to Li Mo and touched Li Mo's body with his old and wrinkled hands. Li Mo quickly squatted on the ground and let him touch his head.
"It's good to come back, it's good to come back. Master won't leave you alone in the future." Luo Dingrong blamed himself deeply. If he hadn't left Luo Mo in Qingmai, then he wouldn't have gone to Xue.
At the top of the domain, there will be no danger.
Just when Luo Dingrong looked at Li Mo lovingly, the five small Changhongs behind him finally arrived at this place, with five faces. They were the five disciples of Qingmai.
The moment these five people saw Li Mo, they smiled knowingly. They came over and patted Li Mo on the shoulder. The five brothers said at the same time: "We brothers can get together again. Today we will not leave behind."
It’s the end.”
"Hahaha, you are still here to reminisce about the past and think about how to deal with the punishment you deserve later." Xu Tianheng has secretly sent a message to the head of the sect, and soon the people with Huangmai will surround this place.
Deal with the person who killed his cousin according to the sect's rules.
"What's wrong, Mo'er, what happened?" Although Luo Dingrong was small, he had an aura of calmness and authority.
"Master, just now, on my way back, a monk from the Twelve Paths tried to attack me, but I killed him instead." Li Mo said it in an understatement, but it was different in the ears of six people.
"Are you okay? Are you injured?"
"I'm fine, I just killed that person!"
Li Mo's words made the six people's eyes fall to the ground in shock. Luo Mo, who had never killed anyone, actually dared to kill someone.
Luo Dingrong felt even more bitter, feeling sorry for the disciple in front of him. If he hadn't gone to the top of the snowy area, how could Luo Mo have become so cold-blooded.
Luo Dingrong took Li Mo's hand and said, "It's okay. As long as you have sufficient reasons, killing someone is nothing."
Luo Dingrong burst out with a cultivation level of the Apocalypse Realm, which was so powerful that there was a group of green water in the center of his eyebrows. There were countless lines on the water group, and the dense water lines were condensed side by side.
Together, they are like a natural moat.
When Li Mo was next to Luo Dingrong, he could feel the energy the most. Although it did not cause any harm to him, but he felt a kind of love and care for him, the heart-stopping power was self-evident. It was a unique power.
, that is a kind of power that makes people awe-inspiring, that is a kind of power that exists at the top.
"What kind of power is this?" Li Mo couldn't help but ask.
"Humph, I don't even know what this thing is, so I still think it is something. This is just a kind of strange water. I can't tell the specific name, but I can definitely say that it is one of the strange things in the world, and it is as cold as the strange fire bone marrow you once swallowed.
Just like fire, they are all conceived by nature."
"That's it. I asked you why there is a kind of power that makes people feel heart-stopping. It turns out to be strange water. I didn't expect that the fallen master would have such an opportunity."
"Opportunity? Those who can possess foreign objects are mostly people with great perseverance. In ancient times, only powerful people can conquer foreign objects. This is not an easy task. Although he is only a cultivator, his combat power is by no means that.
, this is the power accumulated over time. He stayed at the peak of spiritual cultivation for several years, and now he was suddenly promoted to cultivation. And with the help of Yi Shui, his combat power increased exponentially. It should be at least the power of five thousand dragon horses.
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You must know that an ordinary cultivation level only has the power of two thousand dragon horses, and a better one has the power of two thousand and five dragon horses. If it exceeds the power of three thousand dragon horses, it must be a special physique, or special ancient scriptures, or combat skills.
And a cultivator with the power of five thousand dragons and horses only exists in a few people.
Although Yaizhen's face makes people have the urge to fuck him, his eyesight cannot be underestimated. The emperor in the medieval era had absolutely powerful eyesight, and even a trace of clues could make him think of many problems. The things he saw were still based on
More is more accurate.
When Xu Tianheng saw Luo Dingrong showing off his power, he immediately took three steps back, but when he thought of the head of the clan, his confidence suddenly became much stronger and he said: "Uncle, do you also want to kill your fellow clan members, and even more so, take action to harm them?"
I am a junior."
Luo Dingrong strode forward, the water mass between his eyebrows constantly squeezing and shrinking, while majestic power poured into his body.
Xu Tianheng is a spiritual cultivator of the second path and is an inner disciple, but when facing Luo Dingrong, he felt like facing the sea. That is, if the sea in front of him slaps his head, he will definitely be beaten.
He was shot to death here, and no bones remain.
"I don't care what you say, he is my disciple. No one can punish him except me, not even the head of the sect, let alone a brat like you. Get away from me, if you are still in front of me
"Huangyou, although I can't kill you, it's still possible to maim you." Luo Dingrong was so strong that everyone onlookers felt that it would be great to have such a master, so that he wouldn't have to worry about it for the rest of his life.
Being bullied.
Xu Tianheng did not dare to speak anymore. According to Luo Dingrong's current state, it was very likely that he would be deposed. Then the master would not necessarily offend this evil star for his sake.
Just when Xu Tianheng was about to retreat, there were several sounds of breaking through the air in the distance. In the distance above, there were several startling rainbows. When the smoke and dust cleared, dozens of faces were revealed. The leader was a man with a sallow face and thin muscles.
There is a wisp of beard on the chin. The beard is half a meter long, and he looks like a fairy. But his face is sallow and sallow, with no blood at all, as if he is sick. People with sallow complexions have liver damage.
, I don’t know why this person’s face is so yellow.
He is the head of the Qingmai Sect and the lord of the Huangmai Sect - Huangyin Pavilion.
There are three elders beside him, all of whom are cultivators of the Apocalypse Realm, are elders of the Qingmu Sect, and are also people of the Yellow Vein.
One of them was wearing a yellow robe, with a yellow sword tied around his waist and a pair of golden boots. He was a typical person with yellow veins. He was also Xu Tianheng's master, Qingshui Yi, the elder of the Qingmu Sect.
Behind him were two other elders, but their clothes were not so attractive and were very ordinary.
"Huang Yinge, as the head of the Qingmu Sect, you usually keep busy with everything, but I didn't expect that today you would go to the place where the outer disciples practice martial arts."
"I heard reports that some people are fighting against each other in the same sect and killing fellow sects without authorization. This has the worst impact on the Qingmai Sect. If the same sect kills each other, according to the rules of the Qingmai Sect, the person will be punished with death. I want to see it.
Look who is so bold and dares to be so crazy and do such crazy things."
"Then I will tell you who it is. It is the Qingmai disciple who plotted the Qingmai formation and sent him to the death cave at the top of the snowy area."
Although Huangmai Huangyin Pavilion's thoughts were known to everyone on the road, he was still a little embarrassed to be told in front of everyone. After all, these were ordinary outer disciples and did not know about the battles among the high-level officials.
"He is back?"
"Are you sad?"
"Luo Dingrong, please be careful what you say. I am the leader of the Qingmu Sect, and you are just the master of the Qingmai. If you dare to be offensive and say something without evidence, I will be rude to you."
"Hahaha, Huang Yinge, are you going to take this opportunity to eradicate me? So that you can achieve your goal of occupying the Qingmai Formation?"
"Luo Dingrong, don't talk nonsense!"
"Hmph, if you don't want others to know anything, you have to do nothing yourself. Do you think everyone is a fool? Let me tell you, even if I die, you won't be able to get Qingmai's formation diagram. You... just die.
Heart."
"Apprentices, let's go..."
Luo Dingrong waved his hand and was about to leave with his six apprentices.
"Wait, you just left like this?"
"Is it possible that you still want to send us off?"
"Hand over the murderer. The Qingmu Sect's sect rules cannot be desecrated and no one can protect him. Otherwise, the Qingmu Sect will become a battlefield where fellow sects fight each other in the future. How can the Qingmu Sect grow stronger? The Qingmu Sect has hundreds of thousands of years of history.
How to maintain the foundation?" Huang Yinge's voice was urgent and stern, as if he was thinking about the Qingmu Sect's ten thousand-year foundation.
"It's true what you said, but you know best how to calculate the calculation in your heart. I won't settle this matter with you, but you have to know that my apprentice just came from the top of the snowy area to fight for the Qingmu Sect.
He returned home, but this disciple suddenly appeared and wanted to kill him. Of course Mo'er had to defend himself, and it was justifiable to kill him."