Chapter 134

Yu Wenji was surprised.

He asked Zhou Qing to kill a immortal monk just to see if the latter was suspicious.

But when he saw that he was aggressive and rushed straight to the battlefield without hesitation, most of Yu Wenji's doubts were dispelled.

The man's temper and character are quite to his taste, and his qualification to cultivate dead spirit is very high. Yuwenji has affirmed him in his heart.

It can be said that as long as Zhou Qing kills a immortal friar at will, Yu Wenji will let him directly inherit the position of Dusheng general!

The opportunity is at hand.

But this guy doesn't seem to care at all. He wants to challenge not only the strong of Xianmen, but also the second-order challenge!

Why did he do such a thankless thing?

Yu Wenji thought for a long time and finally came to a conclusion.

This boy is really arrogant!

Only for this reason can we explain Tong zhouqing's practice.

At the top of the mountain, Mu Anyan and others are secretly happy.

They were still worried about how to solve this sudden demon alliance genius.

The other side cultivates 40% of the dead spirit and is extremely talented. The demon alliance must attach great importance to it. It's not so simple to kill it.

But I never expected that this guy should be so arrogant to challenge the five elders.

It's suicide!

Although death has increased the combat power of friars, it is also limited. It is impossible to rely on the strength of death to improve the cultivation at the early stage of connecting God and reverse the later stage of connecting God!

Not to mention the five elders, they are not weak!

"Song Zhou, would you reconsider?"

Yu Wenji asked in a deep voice.

The talent who cultivates 40% of the dead spirit can't be found. If you die in vain, it will definitely be a huge loss for the holy alliance.

Zhou Qing shook his head, his whole body became more and more violent, and his arrogance reached the extreme. He looked at Mu Anyan Yan on the mountain in the distance, and said sarcastically: "if you don't speak for a long time, don't you dare to fight?"

"The so-called Xianmen orthodoxy is just a group of shrinking turtles!"

Zhou Qing's arrogant laughter made countless immortal friars on the battlefield blush and look at the top of the mountain.

This is a great insult. They can't swallow it!

"There's no need to fight. I'm a monk of Xianmen. I'm never afraid to fight."

At the next moment, Mu Anyan's cold laughter resounded through the sky: "Wu Jian, go to war!"

Over the battlefield, in the clouds.

The five elders were stiff and their faces were blue. They looked at the arrogant black robed figure in the battlefield, and their eyes were full of fear.

He had just returned from the edge and didn't want to attract anyone's attention. He was going to secretly find a quiet place to heal.

I didn't want to come back when I met this kind of thing!

The five elders were extremely oppressed.

He paid a high price and killed Lu Hao and other three people in order not to expose the shame that he was badly hurt by the palm of Tongshen in the early stage.

But now, this guy found the door in front of everyone.

Why does this bastard haunt himself?

Others don't know. He knows very well that this bastard in the early days of tongshenjing has terrible combat power!

If he is in his heyday at this time, he is prepared and confident to fight.

But now, he has not recovered from his serious injury and greatly reduced his combat strength. Isn't he looking for his own death when he fights with black robes?

With mu'an's strict order, countless eyes came and focused on the five elders.

Zhou Qing also looked at him, with a funny sneer in his mouth.

The five elders were cold and terrified.

Now, there is still a way to go.

As long as he tells what happened before, he won't have to fight any more.

But in that way, the death of Lu Hao and others could not be explained clearly!

"Damn it! Why should I be cheap?"

The five elders roared angrily and regretted extremely.

"Wu Jian."

Seeing the five elders in a daze, mu'an Yan frowned and said again, "I let you go to war!"

The five elders trembled in their hearts and returned to God: "elder, I'm not afraid to fight, but..."

He gritted his teeth, hardened his head and said, "but this man's cultivation is too weak. If I win, I will inevitably fall into the mouth and say that I bully the weak with strength and can't win."

This fool!

Hearing the words of the five elders, almost all the immortal friars scolded in their hearts.

The other party is a quasi Saint General of the demon alliance. If you can kill him, you will make great achievements.

Who will say you won't win?

"You can rest assured of that."

Mu'an said coldly with a smile: "he took the initiative to challenge you. Why don't you say it? Just do it!"

"Please the five elders to kill the devil and establish the power of our immortal gate!"

Mu'an Yan's voice fell, and countless immortal friars on the battlefield opened their mouths and drank together, with great momentum.

Bathed in countless hot eyes, five long old faces are green!

But at the moment, it is already on the line and has to be sent. If you push it off again, I'm afraid the great Presbyterian will shoot yourself first!

As a last resort, the five elders had to fly out.

Seeing him go to war, Xianmen was very excited, and all his faces were filled with smiles.

As soon as the so-called quasi Saint dies, the morale of the demon alliance will fall sharply!

The demon alliance naturally understood this. At the moment, everyone was nervous and stared at Zhou Qing with worry.

The latter was not affected at all and looked at the five elders with a smile.

"How about a deal?"

The five elders' low voice suddenly sounded in Zhou Qing's ear.

"You pretended to be defeated. Afterwards, I gave you millions of gold and silver and thousands of Tongshen pills!"

Zhou Qing smiled but said nothing.

"Don't you need the corpse of the strong to refine the corpse ghost? As long as you promise to help, I can lure the strong of Xianmen out and provide you with the materials for refining the corpse!"

The tone of the five elders has taken a hint of supplication.

Zhou Qing felt even more disgusted with the old guy when he heard the speech.

It's a shame that such a person can become an elder of Xuantian sect!

It's time to kill!

Zhou Qing's eyes were cold. He said more lazily to him. He stamped the soles of his feet in the void and swept out with forest cold and death!

His oil and salt did not enter, which made the five elders pale.

Seeing Zhou Qing kill, he had to bite the bullet.

Boom!

Zhou Qing blew out with a fist, and the sound of sonic boom burst. The strong dead spirit turned into a dark dragon in an instant. He killed the five elders. The momentum was terrible!

The terrible wave that appeared on the dead dragon suddenly changed the five elders' face. They wanted to use mana to resist, but there were bursts of severe pain in his body, which made him stagnant.

The five elders can only use their whole body mana to dodge.

Prick!

The long dragon of dead breath narrowly wiped his arm. It was already dark and there were strands of dead breath drilling into the flesh and blood.

Dead breath enters the body and instantly erodes thousands of limbs and bones. The five long old man stumbles and is extremely embarrassed.

This strange scene made countless immortal friars look stiff on the battlefield and immediately shut up.

According to their assumption, the five elders should kill the demon cultivation who doesn't know the heaven and earth with the power of destroying the withered and decaying.

What's going on now?!

Even Mu an Yan and others on the top of the mountain were slightly stunned.

Such a result, they did not expect!

Zhou Qing smiled grimly at the corners of his mouth, hurt five elders with a fist, and swept out his body like lightning.

Boom, boom!

When the explosion sounded, Zhou Qing came to the world like a demon God and pressed the five elders against the explosion hammer!

The five elders in the later period of tongshenjing are like sandbags. They are smashed by Zhou Qing and retreat violently, coughing up blood.

Within three breath, half of his body was already broken, and his breath was depressed to the extreme.

"Dead."

Zhou Qing roared and stretched out his big hand. He was so angry that he grabbed the five elders by the neck.

The five elders have no spare power to resist. They are creepy and retreat desperately.

"No! Spare my life!"

He hissed for help.

At this moment, dignity and face have long been thrown out of the sky. He just wants to live!

Zhou Qing's face was expressionless and ignored him. His palm directly grabbed his neck.

Boom!

At the top of the mountain, mu'an got up abruptly, was extremely angry, and the momentum of terror rose.

Although I don't know what's going on, if the five elders are killed in public by this demon cultivation, the morale of the immortal sect will be seriously hit!

"Mu Anyan, are you going to break the rules?"

In the direction of Magic City, yuwenji also broke out, and the strong breath filled the sky with thunderous cheers.

The two startling weather potentials collided in the void, and many monks in Kailing and condensing spirit environment stopped breathing and couldn't breathe.

"Rules are rules. Mu Anyan is strict. If you dare to step in, don't blame me for fighting against your immortal monk!"

Suddenly, another cold laughter sounded. Suddenly, ten corpses and ghosts flashed out of the void.

The ten corpses were shrouded in the dead breath, and their skin was covered with cold metallic luster, with an appalling smell.

Impressively, he is the corpse king at the peak of the ten heads of God realm!

"Jin Shengshi!"

On the side of the immortal gate, five extremely strong men turned pale one after another.

It would be a terrible disaster if ten corpses and ghosts at the peak of God rushed into the battlefield and fought against the monks in Kailing and ningsoul realm!

Mu Anyan's face was livid. He was silent for a moment, and his momentum gradually converged after all.

In the sky, the cold hum of the golden saint envoy sounded, and the ten terrible corpse kings gradually faded away and finally disappeared.

At the moment, Zhou Qing has captured the five long old students, holding his neck with his left hand and his shoulder with his right hand.

"Elder, save..."

The five elders were terrified and roared bitterly.

Pooh.

Before the voice fell, Zhou Qing pulled with both hands.

The neck of the five elders was torn off by him when blood gushed!

The bloody scene shocked everyone!

Zhou Qing was covered in blood, holding the blood stained head of the five elders in one hand and his broken headless body in the other. His black robe sounded like a demon!

Boom.

The black deathless giant palm suddenly condensed in front of him, and then caught it and imprisoned the spirits of the five elders.

Bang.

The five elders didn't even scream when the giant palm was clenched, and the spirit was directly pinched and exploded and completely dissipated.

"Elder xuantianzong, it's just waste."

Zhou Qing sneered and threw away the body of the five elders like garbage.

The immortal devil battlefield is silent at the moment.

This demon monk is so cruel!

In the sky, Jin Shengshi's happy laughter sounded: "good, good song Zhou!"

"After today, you will be the holy General of the Holy Alliance!"

In the direction of the magic city, Yu Wenji also laughed and announced directly.

"Thank you, two holy envoys."

Zhou Qing bowed slightly and immediately flew to the magic city with the heads of the five elders.

The immortal mage was so frightened that he gave way one after another!

"Congratulations to the holy general, the holy general is invincible!"

Countless evil practitioners looked fanatically at Zhou Qing's back and cheered up and drank violently.

On the side of the immortal gate, it is the top of the mountain.

"Demon alliance, there are demons again..."

Yu Wenhuan whispered with a bitter smile.

Mu Anyan's face was more ugly than eating flies. His breath was extremely disordered, and the rest of the people looked dignified.

Only Su mu, staring at Zhou Qingyuan's back, blinked in his eyes.

Somehow, he always felt that the demon of the demon alliance had a sense of deja vu