Chapter 467

The 200 students of Qingcheng temple are all martial arts and the mainstay of Qingcheng view based on ancient Chinese martial arts. Once they are slaughtered and abandoned, the concept of Qingcheng will be completely ended and will become a common Taoist View in the future.

The chief of the Qingxuan Taoist asked Fang Bai, who knew that Fang Bai was the youngest, but the most powerful, and the main heart of the three.

"I want to say what I said, but he has the final say."

Fang Bai pointed to the ghost hand in the cultivation, and said quietly, "let him tell you by himself after he finishes the cultivation."

The ghost hands sit on the knees, forget me, Zhenyuan reaches the whole body, channels and blood vessels in the high-speed flow of the true elements of the impact, constantly widening and strengthening, the air sea of the true air group, is also constantly strong and large.

The breath on the ghost hands is fluctuating more and more strongly, and the momentum is rising. Besides square white, the martial arts around them feel the changes from the ghost hands. They are all shocked by darkness. I didn't expect that a Xuanshi first-class martial arts man would have such a great movement and quiet in the Jin stage.

Wu De can be sure that the skills of ghost hands cultivation are at least heaven level, and may be higher.

Suddenly, the ghost body trembled, the spirit of the armed man with attack and aggression fell back quickly after reaching a peak limit state, and finally returned to peace.

At this time, the ghost hand looks like a normal person, not like a martial arts man with stunt.

Even those with strong strength like Wu De, they can't see through ghosts at this time. They only feel like fangbai, and they are covered by a layer of clouds and fog, which makes people feel unpredictable and unpredictable.

"If the ghost guy goes to a small level, he may have the power to fight with me! If it wasn't for my own eyes, it would be unbelievable! The foreman board! This two teachers and apprentices are more than a monster! "

Wu De looks at the ghost hand who is going to leave the cultivation state after the success of Jin stage, and sighs in his heart.

Before meeting the white and ghost hands above, Wu thought he was the only martial arts talent in the world. He was forced by Fang Bai. Even fangbai's Apprentice ghost hands could quickly compete with himself.

When the ghost hand opened his eyes again, the whole person's momentum changed greatly. His eyes were as bright as electricity, and his body was full of murderous energy. It was like a Murderer with his blood clothes.

As a master of Xuan level, the master of the xuandao in Qing Dynasty felt a kind of power of prestige when facing the ghost hands who were lower than himself. This made him feel strange.

"The battle of life and death is indeed a good way for the martial arts to improve their strength. Unfortunately, it is too difficult for me to find an opponent in this secular ancient martial arts world!"

Looking at the ghost hands who stood up, Fang Bai sighed in the dark. He thought that his cultivation in the future could only rely on a large number of cultivation resources to assist, and wanted to continuously temper himself through the battle of life and death, unless he went to the hidden world with the heaven class martial arts.

But Fang Bai took over his life and was perhaps the result of inheriting some of the original body master's thoughts. He had some complex that could not be left and inseparable to the relatives, friends and confidants of the secular world.

At least, before relatives and friends and friends around us, friends and friends, who are all martial arts men, and have enough self-protection ability, Fang Bai will not stay away from the secular red dust for a long time.

In fangbai's mind, this hidden gate world and small world should be similar to the world of the world of the world of the world of the former world, the world of the world of the immortal world, the zongmen stand, and there are many martial arts, and all the rules of survival are the weak flesh, the strong and the strong.

In such a world, in order to obtain dignity and status, we have to practice diligently, so it has incomparable advantages for the improvement of the strength of the martial arts.

But for the cultivation of the love of the way, such a world of indifferent, far less than in the current secular red dust living interesting.

Although the word "love" sometimes delays cultivation, it can also become a great help for the martial arts practitioners.

Fang Bai, in the past, if there was no friend around him, no red face as a companion, it would be difficult to make a great progress on the road of martial arts and finally prove the Immortal Emperor of Taoism.

"Qingxuan, you remember the killing of Wan Yao Valley?"

The ghost hand dressed in a blood suit, strides to the front of Qingxuan, and asks loudly.

"You You are... "

The Taoist priest of Qingxuan was shocked by the words, and immediately thought about the fact that the master above Xuan level in Yanyu building in Jiangnan was slaughtered a few days ago. He looked at the ghost like a ghost, and his eyes were all horrified.

Is this person in front of me, the disciple of Wan Yao Valley who was lucky enough to escape?

Is the destruction of the Yanyu building in the south of the Yangtze River his masterpiece?

"Yes, I am the disciple of Wan Yao Valley who escaped from your three butchers!"

The ghost hand in the chest of infinite hate, said: "the poor God saw, let me get away with the luck, to meet the famous teacher, learn this strength. Today, I will take the lives of your three disciples to sacrifice the dead soul of my fellow family in the WAN Yao Valley! "

He glanced at the quiet green city temple disciples around him, and shouted, "those who participated in killing the ten thousand Medicine Valley at the beginning stood out and died!There was silence all around, and no one took the initiative to step forward. However, some of the disciples of Qingcheng temple had already shown a look of despair. Many of them looked at Taoist priest Qingxuan.

"Alas..."

Qing xuandao sighed and said with a sad smile: "at the beginning, greed caused boundless killing. It's too late to repent."

Seeing the Taoist priest Qingxuan beating his chest and feet, the ghost hand looked remorseful and just sneered.

If we knew today, why should we have done it in the first place?

Since the killing was done in the beginning, we have to bear the consequences today.

The ghost hand's Revenge heart is as firm as iron. No matter how Qingxuan pretends to be pitiful, he will not be shaken.

Taoist priest Qingxuan looked at the ghost hand with a pale face and said in a sad voice: "since the big mistake was made, it's useless to regret. Now that the Lord is dead, I will bear all the mistakes! If you want revenge, just kill me

"You alone? Oh You dream

The ghost hand sneered and said, "my ghost hand will not kill innocent people, but I will never let go of a butcher! At the beginning, there were 26 disciples of Qingcheng Temple who participated in the slaughter of Wanyao valley. All of them were Xuanwu. Is this right? Don't deny it. I asked this question from Wen Shiba, a disciple of Yanyu building! "

He looked around and said, "there are not many here now. There are just 26 Xuanwu people. It seems that the butchers who killed our disciples of Wanyao valley are all there! It's very good. I don't have to look for it everywhere. I can save a lot of trouble! "

Taoist priest Qingxuan was surprised and angry, and said angrily, "do you want to kill all the Xuanwu people in Qingcheng temple like you did against Yanyu tower?"

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