Immortality Cultivation Era

The sweat on Yue Xincheng is about to stand up.

He took a deep breath and stared at Song Rong who fell to the ground.

And Song Rong's changes at this time are very strange. Although he has fallen to the ground, his body has shrivelled, as if he has been drained of water.

The cold at the foot of Yue Xincheng.

What is the situation?

Although he is not close yet, one thing is certain.

Song Rong, the disciple of Xiaoshan Jianzong, must have been sealed as "cool" at this time.

The lesson of the car ahead is still lying there, but it will not stop the people behind.

One after another, the cultivator rushed towards the knife.

There are Xiaoshan Jianzong and others.

The cultivators fell down one by one.

Moreover, their dead phases are exactly the same as Song Rong's before, as if they had been drained of all the water in the body.

Horrible.

"Hey, one by one, don't you die?" Yue Xincheng really couldn't understand what these people had in their minds.

Looking at the dead immortals, Yue Xincheng sneered besides sneering.

Then he slapped his head.

"Are these people all bewitched by the sword?" Yue Xincheng thought deeply. He and the soft girl also chatted for a few days before, feeling that the other party was not so impulsive.

But before, if it wasn't for her own stop, the gentle girl would have to rush up as if she was not destined.

Moreover, they looked at the way that the red eyes rushed towards the big knife.

What is the essential difference from a beast who only sees raw meat and forgets to think?

They are a group of animals that have lost their ability to think.

Simple, direct, and rude.

It doesn't feel like he's going out with Te Mee.

But if this is really the case, then why haven't you been fooled by the knife?

Yue Xincheng is very angry.

I think this is just to look down on myself!

Just like sitting in a car and encountering a robber, everyone in the car is robbed, so you don't rob Yue Xincheng's money.

What does this mean?

Does Laozi look so poor?

Of course, Yue Xincheng would certainly not be mentally retarded to rush up and robber theory, even now he would not think about rushing up to see if the knife could kill himself.

After thinking for a while, he rushed up to help the soft girl.

"Without your help, get out!"

The gentle girl does not seem to be in a good mood.

When I saw Yue Xincheng, I was so angry.

If it was not because he felt that he could not beat him, then Yue Xincheng must be killed first.

"That won't work, how can you be my future daughter-in-law, how can I ignore you?" Yue Xincheng continued to be cheap.

"You..." The soft girl was choked by Yue Xin's spirit.

"Okay, quickly withdraw first, did not see that the person who touched the knife is dead and upset? What are you doing to rush inside?" Yue Xincheng said impatiently.

The soft girl turned her face and glanced behind her.

There was a dead body beside the knife.

At this time, the blade of the knife was shaking slightly.

Like a beast about to wake up.

"Go!" Yue Xincheng snorted angrily, grabbed the hand of the soft girl, and ran back.

"Sister, sister, let's go!" The soft girl also began to drag her fellow sister and sister.

At this time, a red light appeared.

The ground beneath his feet also fell into tremor.

The knife buzzed.

Yue Xincheng turned his face subconsciously and looked in the direction of the knife.

The long sword swept across a red Changhong and rose.

The mud splashed and a wave of air burst out, accompanied by a great impact, and the immortals who were close to the long knife were also rushed out.

Even Yue Xincheng and Qingrou Girl, who were still some distance away from the knife, retreated back and forth.

What makes Yue Xincheng even more incredible is that the knife seems to lock Yue Xincheng's gas engine.

Dragging a long rainbow like the comet's tail, it swept over.

He unconsciously reached out and grabbed the handle.

The hand holding the knife handle was painful.

The Long Sword was still making waves, sounding like Long Yin.

Yue Xincheng, holding a long knife, shuddered non-stop.

Then, Yue Xincheng felt that the long knife was hot, but wanted to throw the long knife out, but couldn't get rid of it, as if it was stuck with glue.

The heat wave swept along the arm and swept the whole body.

A fire dragon was drilled into the body, burning the internal organs.

Yue Xincheng's complexion turned red.

"Nima, heatstroke again..." Yue Xincheng muttered.

It's just that this time is obviously much more serious than the last time.

For example, the last time he ate Yanzhu, he was just hot all over.

This time it was different.

There was still a fire in my body.

Is really mad!

"Monster! Lao Zite is on fire!" Yue Xincheng ran a distance and started rolling on the ground again.

All the immortals stopped and stared at him with a fearful look.

I don't know which god killed it, and even shouted in his throat, "Fire man?!"

"Fire Nima must!" Yue Xincheng was peeing.

"Let's put the knife down first, I will use urine to extinguish the fire on your body!" said a cultivator with a throat.

"If you have diabetes, let it go first, don't let the kid taste the sweetness!"

Yue Xincheng swears.

For the first time, he was so serious.

I really want to kill all these people...

Ha ha.

Anger...

Yue Xincheng rolled and rolled, and had already rolled to the side of the "dry corpses".

The clothes on him were burned clean.

But it is surprising that the skin on his body was intact.

To say that there is really a difference, the hair is gone.

There was still a burnt smell on his body.

When Yue Xincheng opened his eyes, there was still a faint rainbow in his eyes. If a photographer pushed a close-up to him at this time, he would find that his eyes were actually two red 'S little dragon is slowly swimming.

Eyes are like deep pools.

"what!"

A group of female immortals exclaimed, covering their eyes.

Yue Xincheng lowered his head, glanced at it, and quickly covered the key point. With a glance, he saw the corpse that had died under the sword before.

He rushed to the front and undressed one of them to put on himself.

"Huh, look at these female immortals who have never seen the world." Yue Xincheng murmured softly.

"Kill him, take the knife!" Finally, a fairy repairer came back and shouted with a throat.

Three or four immortals rushed to the front.

Yue Xincheng held the knife handle and waved it subconsciously.

From the long sword, a fire dragon burst out, the waves of fire rolled, and the immortals who had just approached Yuexin City instantly turned into ashes.

He was stunned, turned his face to look at the long knife in his hand, and touched his bare head again.

"I became bald and stronger."