Cultivator In Martial God World

The stars are shining, and the night falls, but it brings infinite killing.

The screams keep coming and going. When the stars in the sky fall in the eyes of everyone, death has actually put a stop to their lives.

Duan Qinghong's body was shaking violently, like a fish about to die of thirst.

He has also killed people, he has also seen killings, but he has never seen such killings before.

Starlight is like running water, and running water is like spring breeze, gently passing over everyone's face, and then turning them into fine powder.

It's foggy, but it's red.

Oh!

Duan Qinghong finally couldn't help but vomit, the scene before him made him feel like hell.

The starlight disappeared and Heaven and Earth regained its brightness. Yang Xuan stared at Duan Qinghong and suddenly asked: "Are you uncomfortable?"

Duan Qinghong shuddered and quickly used the only One arm wiped the stain off the corner of his mouth: "No...no..."

"Nothing is fine, now I can go on the road." Yang Xuan's eyes were very cold, he looked carefully, and said no Feeling out.

It looks like...something strange is growing.

Rising from the sword, Yang Xuan took the lead to fly into the sky, and the one who followed closely from behind was Duan Qinghong with a face of earth.

The wind howled, blowing the hair, the two of them one after the other, leaving a long trace behind them.

"Cloud Mist Sect will still send someone?" Yang Xuan who flew in front suddenly asked.

Duan Qinghong quickly cleaned up his mood, and respectfully said: "Yes."

After being silent for a while, Duan Qinghong suddenly heard a voice in his ears: "Let's go to Cloud Mist Sect. "

In a trance, there seemed to be a red blood in front of him, and he heard the screams of countless people.

Is it an illusion?

He has some doubts.

Duan Qinghong claims to be a demon, but now, he suddenly feels that he is just a three-year-old child.

The two changed their directions slightly. Not long after, Yang Xuan saw an antique building on a misty and picturesque mountain.

Outside the building, the three big characters Cloud Mist Sect flow like fog.

"senior..." Duan Qinghong's face was pale, considering his vocabulary, cautiously said: "senior, is this going to...?"

"I will give them two choices, or Stop it or die."

Duan Qinghong's face is even paler, he wants to tell Yang Xuan that one person extinguishes a Sect, this is impossible.

But for some reason, there is always a voice in my heart telling him: What he said is true, it is true.

Rainbows suddenly appeared, and several silhouettes rose out of thin air to greet them.

The first one was a white clothed old man with a white beard and chest. He looked at Yang Xuan with anger on his face.

"Bold thief, kill my dísciple of Cloud Mist Sect, and even dared to deliver it by myself, really courting death."

Duan Qinghong approached Yang Xuan and whispered:" senior, he is the master Yun Lan, the head of Cloud Mist Sect."

Yang Xuan was slightly nodded, and then said lightly: "Two choices, one, let this matter go, and second, you Cloud Mist Sect Disappear from now on, choose by yourself."

"Let’s give up?" Master Yun Lan was taken aback for a moment, and then extremely angry countered with a smile: "You killed me Cloud Mist Sect several dísciples for no reason, but now you tell I, just give it up, are you mad?"

Yang Xuan nodded, slowly said: "So, did you choose to perish?"

"hahahaha "

Master Yun Lan laughed loudly and cursed while laughing: "Ignorant child, my Cloud Mist Sect has gone through many wind and rain since my ancestors entered Penglai and stayed still. You have a yellow mouth. Child, I dare to pretend to destroy my Cloud Mist Sect, it is act recklessly."

Yang Xuan has a faint red glow flashing in his eyes.

After a while, he nodded softly, his voice was very light, light like water: "Remember, the one who killed you is called Bai Qi."

bang!

A gigantic mountain suddenly fell from the sky, covering the entire world. With the momentum of thunder gigantic, fiercely smashed down towards the entire Cloud Mist Sect.

Master Yun Lan was stunned for a moment, and then turned pale in fright

next moment, watching him drink wildly, his arms suddenly raised.

chi chi chi!

The number brilliance soars into the sky from all over Cloud Mist Sect and directly pierces the mountain in the sky.

At the same time, Cloud Mist Sect Elder dísciple behind Master Yun Lan also shot at the same time, sending out countless rays of light and attacking Yang Xuan together.

bang!

The thorns of the fiercely rising from the ground on the mountain, aroused countless fragments of soil and rock, scattered all over the sky.

But the castration of the mountains was not affected at all, still maintaining the original trajectory, fiercely smashed the past.

"This is impossible!!" Master Yun Lan exclaimed, his eyes were totally unbelievable.

You know, what he just used, but Cloud Mist Sect's Mountain Protecting Great Formation.

Ah——

Suddenly, there was a scream that shook the sky, Master Yun Lan looked intently, and suddenly his eyes burst.

"The thief dare you!!"

On one side, Duan Qinghong was shaking like sifting chaff, watching dozens of Cloud Mist Sect Foundation Establishment or Golden Core dísciple in him. In front of him, he fell violently to the ground like rain, and fell into mud. This feeling made him shudder.

"pay with your life!"

Master Yun Lan shouted wildly, holding an incomparable gigantic long-handled knife, from top to bottom, fiercely slashed towards Yang Xuan Come here.

As a Nascent Soul Early Stage, he was about to vomit blood at this time, and his eyes were full of hatred and murderous intention. He was never merciful when he shot. He was bound to cut Yang Xuan with a single blow.

But his wish is destined to fail. In front of a Divine Transformation Stage Cultivator, he is just a slightly stronger ant.

So he died, Yang Xuan pointed his eyebrows, with shock, unbelief, even with endless remorse and unwillingness, he became one of the countless souls in Yang Xuan's hands.

The wind blows up, bringing up the scarlet blood mist, filling Heaven and Earth.

At the same time when Yun Lan's body died, Yang Xuan's body, who was far away in the other world, suddenly stopped all his actions.

There is a trace of doubt in his eyes.

……

Before Cloud Mist Sect, Duan Qinghong buried his head deeply and fought with each other.

The mountain crashed down, turning a picturesque area into ruins.

Screams one after another, playing the sad music of death.

Yang Xuan’s attention has long been absent.

There is a strange color in his eyes.

Master Yun Lan is also Nascent Soul. The villain in his body who closed his eyes and wanted to escape, but was crushed by a handful of Yang Xuan, has immediately indicated his cultivation base.

But this Nascent Soul is not Nascent Soul. Yang Xuan discovered that Master Yunlan’s Nascent Soul Realm possesses power only equivalent to his Golden Core.

In other words, Yang Xuan had the cultivation base of the Nascent Soul Early Stage of Master Yunlan in the early stage of Golden Core.

Span across a great realm.

The screams gradually weakened, Yang Xuan temporarily suppressed the thoughts in his heart, his sleeves waved slightly, and the strangely disappeared huge mountain that was pressing on it revealed the bloody Cloud underneath. Mist Sect.

Shua!

A fish that escaped the net escaped far away with blood all over, only hating his parents for having two legs.

But at the next moment, he found that although he was running wildly, his body was strangely fixed in place, unable to move even an inch.

"Where are the classics of Cloud Mist Sect?" Yang Xuan walked to his side and asked indifferently.

a fish that escaped the net looked at the demon in front of him, almost peeed his pants in fright, and trembled: "Where...where..."

He pointed A squashed building in the distance.

Yang Xuan let go of his imprisonment and flew towards the building.

a fish that escaped the net such as the amnesty, quickly escaped away.