Immortality Cultivation Era

The sudden appearance of the elderly in white shirts and the two men in blue shirts made the Zhao family feel a cold murder.

"Dare to ask your Excellency, who is it?" Zhao Chong took a deep breath and took a step forward with his scalp, and then asked with a clasp.

The old man in white shirt snorted coldly and held out his hand, as if there was a black butterfly in his hand, which fell to Zhao Chong's face at a rapid rate.

Before Zhao Chong had time to speak, he suddenly felt that something in his body was being quickly pulled away.

Then, his expression was terrible, and he finally made a painful roar, and his body shrank at a speed that was visible to the naked eye, as if he had been drained of his essential blood, until the black butterfly became blood. Red, when he returned to the old man's hand, Zhao Chong's body was fixed there. The Zhao family took a step forward and gently touched Zhao Chong. The next moment, Zhao Chong's body instantly turned into powder.

"Ah!" Frightened out of many people.

In a blink of an eye, Zhao Chong had already...

It's gone.

After this gust of wind blew, several Zhao family members coughed violently.

Who can have this kind of ashes blowing face?

"Uncle Chong!"

"Grandpa Chong!"

One by one Zhao's family was dizzying.

Zhao Chong's current state can not be regarded as cold, but broken, and the same ground as the morals...

"Who are you!" The middle-aged man who had been behind Zhao Chong shouted loudly, but the sound from his mouth sounded full of panic.

The old man with a white sneer sneered, and the butterfly in his hand had disappeared.

"Who killed my child?"

Still what they said before, this made them have to wonder whether it is really the human repeater as the Internet says.

"Who is your son! How do we know who killed your son?" said a young man in Zhao's family.

The old man's eyes fell on him.

At the next moment, the young man felt that his body was covered with cold waves, almost no hesitation, he turned around and wanted to go, but his reaction speed was still slightly slower, or the speed of his escape Without catching up with the speed of the butterfly flying, in the blink of an eye, the butterfly turned him into powder.

"Huh, I don't know what to do." The old man with white beard snorted coldly. After killing the Zhao family, he did not show any complicated look on his face. It is two ants. This is the real meaning of not taking human life seriously. Otherwise, how could it be possible to achieve this level of joylessness?

"Are you a drug sect?" The middle-aged man was too late to be afraid, just thinking about how to get out of such a dilemma.

Since the other party repeatedly asked who killed his son, did he reveal the answer, wouldn't the problem be solved?

"Huh?" The old man with white beard looked at him, and the middle-aged man shuddered subconsciously.

"How do you know that I am the person of the poison sect? It seems that the death of my son really has something to do with you." Senior Whitebeard said with a sneer.

"No, no, senior, your son's death has nothing to do with us." The middle-aged man said quickly.

Senior Whitebeard frowned and looked at him, as if he wanted to penetrate his heart directly with his eyes.

Then he slowly said, "Continue."

"Senior, your son did die in our Zhao family, but the person who killed him is not the one in our Zhao family!" The middle-aged man saw a lifeline and said quickly.

"Who is that?" When Old Man with White Beard spoke, his mouth was very tight, and at this time, he had always been a faceless expression, which made people wonder whether the old man was asleep. However, the cold killing opportunities still exist all the time, and the old man probably put enough pressure on them in this way.

In the blink of an eye, the two Zhao family members were beheaded, and the rest of the Zhao family members could only shrink and shrink to gather together to warm up. Where else do they still have the courage to talk to Gao Geyue Xincheng?Even if the old man just looked at them, they would be trembling.

Therefore, these people were talking with Gao Ge Yue Xincheng before they exchanged words with Gao Ge and Yue Xincheng. In fact, they were all strong and strong. When they came to Gao Ge, they might not even be able to say a complete sentence.After all, the thunder method previously shown in Gao Ge is more than the old white-bearded man in front... Well, it is still a little bit worse, Gao Ge does not have his malicious means, but if Gao Ge will, it will definitely be used often. After all, clean and neat, the corpse directly turned into powder will not leave any traces, even the steps to destroy the corpse are omitted in the world.

Mainly, the body has been thrown there, and others have to come to clean it.

Gao Ge is the kind of person who doesn't like to cause trouble to others.

The middle-aged man hesitated and saw the butterfly reappearing in the old man's hand. The middle-aged man shouted hysterically: "Sing! It's Gao Ge!"

In fact, he had never thought of not selling Gao Ge for his conscience. Anyway, there was already hatred between Zhao Family and Gao Ge. Of course, this is not to say that they would not sell Gao Ge without hatred...

The reason why I was hesitant before, I just want to seize this opportunity to bargain with the other party, what if the other party gets the news and kills himself and others?

"Gao Ge?" Senior Whitebeard frowned slightly. "Who is he? Where is it now?"

"He should be Broke Dragon Mountain now." The middle-aged man whispered.

"Why did he kill my son?" Senior Whitebeard continued to ask.

The middle-aged man wanted to roll his eyes.

What you said, why did people kill your son?

Your son is going to kill others, they still don't do it, waiting to be dried in the New Year to be bacon?

However, he knew that if he really said this, it would only speed up his time of death, so he changed the saying and said in a small voice: "The guy named Gao Ge is probably idle and has nothing to do? He himself. The talent is good. The people who were still in the Xiuxian Academy and even became members of the Dragon Pavilion, then they boldly did not take human life seriously..."

Listening to the middle-aged man speaking of this, the old man with white whiskers also frowned: "People in the Dragon Pavilion? If they were in the Long Pavilion, it would be a little troublesome..."

Seemingly afraid that the other party had dismissed the idea of ​​looking for Gao Ge to take revenge, the middle-aged man hurriedly said, "You can rest assured that Gao Ge was originally from the Dragon Pavilion.

At the same time, he was also curious. Looking at this old man with white whiskers, he was not a mortal. How could he not even hear the name of Gao Ge?

"Okay, I know. Since this is the case, I have nothing to worry about." After saying this, the old man with white beard turned to look at the two men in blue shirts behind him.

The two T-shirt men immediately realized and rushed towards the front.

Old man with white beard, walked slowly towards the door.

Only heard a scream outside.

This is a killing.

"You can't do this..." The middle-aged man snarled desperately, only to find that a bug flew into his mouth, and then he began to pull his throat desperately, but for a while, the little humble bug , But already has a big fist, crawled out of his stomach...

"You people, you all deserve to die!" Senior Whitebeard turned his back to them and looked up at the sky. "My son, don't worry, I will let these people bury you for you..."