Invincible Level Up

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Full city killing opportunity (2), rainy day, bring knife without umbrella

Long, long, long ago ...

For a long time, for a long time, even the secret dark god forgot himself.

Maybe it started from birth.

Also born as the Monch family, he will always get less than the soul of the Munch, his life is like a charity, no matter how good he does, no matter how good he is, the family always takes him A disdain.

The spirit of Mengqi was nurtured by the family as a child, and even if the cultivation qualifications were mediocre, he would not waste a lot of resources.

From small to large, he was better than the spirit of the Munch, but he did not get a trace of appreciation. Everything he did was given to him by the Spirit of the Munch. After the woman who loved him left to marry the spirit of Munch, he hated the sky.

He hates.

He hates all the people of the Munch family. He hates his father, his mother, and his soul ...

and so.

He killed them all.

The hatred in his heart was not completely vented. After killing the spirit of Mengqi, the hate in his heart still exists, because all his cultivation practices are cultivated by the Mengqi business alliance, and it is the guilt of Mengqi ’s soul to him. Make up, but these are like a sharp thorn, thorn in the heart.

He wants to get the Monge business alliance, he wants to rewrite everything.

For this day, he prepared for a lifetime.

When Mengqiyaner traversed the desert from the mainland of Liekong, he gathered all his forces in Kunlun City. He understood that although Mengqi ’s soul was dead, he must keep the back move, because he died early. He knew his parents were killed by him.

He was shocked.

Recalling the moment when he murdered his parents, there was no trace of regret in his heart, and some still had unwilling hatred.

It was only when he thought he became the chairman of the Munch Merchants Union that he took it for granted. It turned out that all the spirits of the Munch had already been arranged. The only obstacle to him now was Munch Yaner, as long as she was killed, she would get Munch The coat of arms, no one can shake his position as president.

Kill all the way, fail all the way.

Everything looks like a deliberate arrangement, which makes him very angry.

Now there is a face-to-face game between them, looking at her calm expression, the kind of eyes like her father, his hatred turned like a spring, his face darkened, and coldly said: "You Really will die! "

"Uncle, close your hand." Meng Qiyan's face flashed with a pity, and he sighed, frowning. "Now it's too late to close."

"Haha ..."

"You really look like your father, even the same thing."

Munch darkly smiled coldly and said, "Let you see my power ..."

"Boom!"

A flash of lightning flashed across the Kunlun City in an instant, and the face of Meng Qi's dark gods became fierce.

The rain was heavy and there was no intention of stopping.

The air becomes more depressed.

"Hey……"

"No wine."

The monk in black robe burped, got up and walked to the door to look at the sky confused by the heavy rain, and said with a mouthful: "It's time to give money to people."

Turned around and asked, "Doctor, do you have an umbrella?"

Qin Tian laughed: "I have a knife."

Monk in black robe looked at Qin Tian and felt more like it in his heart, saying: "What knife?"

Qin Tiandao: "Knife for murder."

Monk in black robe said: "Bring an umbrella on rainy days."

Qin Tiandao: "It's raining, so you have to bring a knife, but also a murderous knife."

The black robe monk smiled and said, "Lao Qin also has a knife, but I don't know if he can kill anyone."

After he finished talking, he took a long time out of his sleeve and took out a finger-length 'knife', which was very sharp. The sharp thread that cut off the sleeve button would be pulled for a long time, and the monk sighed heavily, "For a long time No more knives, they have become rusty. "

Qin Tian couldn't help laughing.

"Wow la la ..."

"Wow la la ..."

The heavy rain continued, and the door of the courtyard entrance was suddenly opened. Chen Yi rushed in with five other brothers. His brow furrowed and his face was extremely anxious. When he saw Qin Tian and the black robe monk standing at the door, he immediately said: There are people outside. "

Qin Tian nodded slightly, the blood could not stop boiling, said: "You all entered the room, don't come out again."

"No."

"To fight together!"

Chen Liu's face was stunned, his breath exploded suddenly, his anger was fierce, and he didn't know where he had found a black blunt knife. The knife was shiny and shiny, like the greasy thing just cut, the rain fell , Quickly slipped down.

More than Chen Liu.

Chen Yi, they all held a black blunt knife, murderous.

Qin Tian looked at the knife in the black robe monk's hand and smiled again.

The monk showed an embarrassed expression, looked at the knife in his hand, and folded his hands together: "Amitabha, donor, my second preference, I will tell you now."

"Use the knife to cross people!"

The voice just fell, the murderous raging!

"Using the knife to cross people?" Qin Tian repeated, his mouth raised, and he smiled.

"Boom ..."

The thunder was terrifying, and the sky seemed to explode.

As the dull thunder fell, Qin Tian stunned, pulled out the dragon sword, and stepped out in one step, still falling from the rain, crackling on the dragon sword, like a burst of heavy metal music, every step, the sky's dull thunder The sound fell heavily, playing the most magnificent movement.

Monk in black robe once again looked at the long-finger knife in his hand, revealing a look of envy, looking at Qin Tian's back, enviously saying: "His knife is so big!"

Killing.

The sky filled the sky, and since they entered Kunlun City, the killing intentions of the sky have not been reduced by more than half. When the black robe monk put down the hip flask, the murderous sky of the sky suddenly changed and became more intense. Qin Tian's killing intentions made him excited.

The blood boiled gradually.

Because of the practice of killing the Dao, he likes this atmosphere of killing in the sky more than anyone. The feeling of depression in the heart and tightness of the whole body will die if you are not careful. He has a paranoid love.

Qin Tian walked into the yard, Chen Liu took the lead, followed by Chen Yi and them.

The black robe monk is the last one.

Because he was entangled, should he bring an umbrella?

On a rainy day, with a knife and no umbrella, there is a kind of ten-step killing, and there is no intention of killing for thousands of miles.

"Amitabha……"

The black robe monk had words in his mouth, like he was confessing, and it seemed like he was crossing the sutra, but at this moment the eight golden real dragons flashed faintly, and his eyes flashed a sharp light.

From now on.

The breath on his body changed suddenly, just like the evil ghost Buddha crawling out of hell.

"Boom, boom ..."

A lightning of hundreds of thousands of kilometers long pierced the sky, declaring the beginning of the killing feast.

"kill!"

"Kill, kill, kill ..."

Qin Tian shouted heavily, looking at the black robe in the street, his face stunned, and his heart was drunk, "Nine-level violent!"

"boom!"

The power of the one thousand and twenty-four attribute exploded in the body, and the dragon knife trembles violently, as if smelling the smell of blood and trembling with excitement. Qin Tian's face was cold and frost, and his killing intention reached the highest level. Point, and suddenly twisted his eyes, the dragon knife cold light, and a knife waved out.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

Qin Tian rushed into the black crowd, like killing God.

The streets and alleys of Kunlun City are all black robe people, and their strengths are all above the low-level saints. They are like a group of locusts, and they constantly flock to the courtyard where Qin Tian is located.

This is a melee killing.

It is like a super warrior rushing into the monster group to fight and fight bloody.

Kill cry.

Screams.

Loudly.

In Qin Tian's ears, however, there are a series of pleasing sounds of systemic boosting sounds. The kind of beauty is indescribable. It is unparalleled to see the experience superimposed on crazy and watch the consumed qigong value rise instantly.

"Chen Yi, you take care of yourself."

Qin Tian's knife directly split a low-level saint in half, seeing Chen Yi in a bitter battle, his eyebrows slightly anxious.

When he was really distracted, a middle-aged saint waved his gun and drew a violent shot directly at Qin Tian ’s life gate. Qin Tian snorted coldly and smiled faintly, saying, "Too weak, give me dead……"

The dragon sword flickered, the flesh shattered, the Yuanshen broke, and a holy core was in hand.

"Do not worry."

"We have no problem dealing with these people."

Chen Yi smiled easily, the black knife kept in his hand, and several people were injured. Chen Er quickly rushed to the side to kill the injured people one by one. The saint is never weak.

Upon seeing this, Qin Tian's heart was relaxed, and he was even more unscrupulous.

This was the coolest time he came to the Holy Realm.

Purely brushing experience.

I can't help thanking Meng Qishen, if he really didn't know where to find these people to kill, good people!

suddenly.

Qin Tian's face changed, and the breath of law sensed a shock of a strong spiritual breath. This kind of spiritual breath was specifically aimed at the attack in the sea god, as long as it entered the sea, the consequences would be unimaginable.

"Bald donkey!"

"Bring me to death."

Qin Tian sensed it, so did the black robe monk.

The monk in black robe folded his hands together, and after reading the sentence 'Amitabha', the eight-day golden dragon on his body rushed to the sky, and there were dragons chanting in the thick clouds. Then he threatened the world and pressed down like a mountain.

"boom!"

In the law of breath, that powerful spiritual breath suddenly disappeared.

With a grin, Qin Tian rushed into the crowd again, arrogantly collecting experience ...

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"Your people don't seem to work well."

Standing at the window of the Tongtian Pavilion, quietly watching everything happening below, Meng Qiyan's palm was already soaked, but she couldn't see her panic expression in the face at all. stand up.

Mengqi dark god's mouth twitched, watching his people fall one by one, there was no change in his eyes, he smiled gently: "This is just the beginning, they are just appetizers, you will find Qin Tian Even the monk of Longxiang Temple will die very ugly. "

The killing feast is just the beginning?

If it is the beginning, Qin Tian hopes never to end ...

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