Mortal Ascension

The Jindan whose Dao name is Feiming is the fat and strong man with the horse face.

At this moment, his expression was icy cold, and his murderous intent was released, like ten thousand years of ice and snow, countless people couldn't help shivering.

"Fellow Daoist Wei, are you going to offend my Hechen Sect because of a mere outer disciple?"

Fei Ming said in a cold voice.Fang Youdao was a genius selected by the Hechen Sect. Although he was only a dual spiritual root, he couldn't be killed by the so-called dead man.

The dead are second to none. The most important thing is that the genius specially cultivated by the sect is not as powerful as a dead man with the lowest status. Who can bear this?

He guessed that it might have been specially arranged by Tai'anzong.

But his Hechen Sect has four Jindan Realm experts, so he is not afraid of Wei Shenwu.

"Hmph, under the rules, life and death are fate, don't you, the Hechen Sect, can't afford it?

The behavior just now is only this one time, if there is another time, the old man will definitely kill him. "

Wei Shenwu said indifferently, blocking Feiming's Jindan spirit pressure.

Fei Ming was furious, he didn't expect Wei Shenwu to be so domineering, saying that he wanted to kill him.

As soon as Jindan Jinkou comes out, the promise is so important that it cannot be changed easily.

Fei Ming is now alone, and after thinking about it in his heart, it's really not easy to force him too much.

"Hehe, it's best if everything follows the rules, but if someone replaces a potential disciple with a slain warrior, attacks and kills a genius, and humiliates the sect, shouldn't it be investigated carefully?"

The young Jindanjing who had lewd eyes before suddenly opened his mouth and said softly.

The young Jindan was the ancestor of the sect where the genius who died the most, his dao name was Jiuhua.

Another force has joined.

Fei Ming's eyes lit up, and he looked at Wei Shenwu with a sneer.

Long Yu, who had already talked about Jindan Realm, also set his sights on Wei Shenwu, what should he do?

The three forces are coercing together, and one of them is the Hechen Sect, one of the three major sects of Qumu Dao. Even Wei Shenwu can't help but feel a little troublesome and difficult to handle.

However, now that everyone in the sect is gathered, if he really bows his head and takes down Wang Qingshan in public, the shame he will bring to Tai'anzong will be several times worse than that of a dead man killing a genius.

He, Wei Shenwu, is more likely to be recorded by future generations.

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"The disciple asks the ancestor, willing to continue to hunt and kill until death!"

Wang Qingshan knelt on the ground, roaring loudly, the white clothes on his body had been cut to pieces, and the wounds all over his body were dripping with blood, looking suddenly, he looked like a bloody man.

Because of Fei Ming's spiritual pressure on the battlefield, the fighting has stopped.

The words of Wang Qingshan's call for battle came out, coupled with his brave record of killing three people in a row in blood, it attracted countless Tai'anzong disciples to shout with admiration, and was shaken by too many people.

The disciples of the other forces on the battle field looked at Wang Qingshan with bad eyes, wishing they could go up and stab him immediately.

The law enforcement elder had a calm face and stood quietly with a ruler in his hand, but he was secretly cursing bad luck in his heart, what a bad luck, why did he meet such a lunatic.

"It's a good one to die!"

Wei Shenwu exclaimed, his expression changed slightly.

These four words instantly reminded him of the previous years.

In the past, Tai'anzong also had four Jindan realms sitting in the town.

The young and vigorous Wei Shenwu has rare talents and is unparalleled in fighting. He maintains an invincible momentum in fighting all the way. In the generation he killed, the geniuses of the entire repertoire flowed into rivers, causing a lot of trouble for the sect, but they were all rejected. The elders solved it.

Later, Wei Shenwu was assassinated by Jindan Realm. Although he escaped by chance, his foundation was damaged.

Two golden elixirs of Tai'anzong went to a dangerous place to find the treasure of healing, but were ambushed, and only one golden elixir who was seriously injured and dying came back with the treasure medicine.

Afterwards, the severely injured golden elixir suffered an attack and died. Because there were only two golden elixir left in Tai'anzong, many sects coveted them.

A golden elixir went out to gather medicine, was attacked, and fell.

Under such circumstances, Tai'anzong, with only one golden core left, is about to encounter a big crisis. Many strong people plan to unite and destroy Tai'anzong.

But at this moment, Wei Shenwu advanced to the Jindan realm, and he killed two Jindans as soon as he came up, shocking the entire track.

Afterwards, another Jindan Realm died of old age because of too much fighting skills.

Wei Shenwu used all his strength to prop up Tai'anzong, one of the three major sects of Ququ Dao, and it has been 900 years since then.

"900 years!"

Wei Shenwu suddenly opened his mouth and sighed, which contained many complicated emotions.

However, Long Yu, Fei Ming and Jiu Hua didn't care about Wei Shenwu's emotion at all. After discussing with each other through sound transmission, they released the spiritual pressure and prepared to persecute them further, as if they didn't want to give up without an explanation.

Wei Shenwu suddenly turned his head to look at Jiuhua, who had been indifferent all this time, smiled and said, "It's just you."

Jiuhua was taken aback for a moment, and then seemed to think of something. The soul of the dead jumped up, and rushed to the sky with a whoosh in fright, and hurriedly shouted, "Wei Daoyou, Wei Daoxiong, you"

Before he finished speaking, Wei Shenwu had already turned into a streamer and shot straight into the sky.

The coercion of the Golden Core late stage radiated out, making all the strong Golden Cores present show dignified expressions.

Jiuhua even cursed Wei Shenwu's eighteenth generation ancestor in her heart, but she shouted for misunderstanding, and called for Long Yu and Fei Ming to help.

However, Long Yufei ordered the two of them to be afraid of Wei Shenwu's combat power, and also think of Wei Shenwu's combat power in his youth, they both pretended not to hear.

The two discussed softly, your tea tree is not bad, if you have a chance, give me a few catties, I have an innate spiritual spring here, which is just suitable for tea making and other gossip.

Although the voice was small, but how powerful the consciousness of Jindan Realm was, Jiuhua didn't need to listen deliberately, the words got into his ears, and Jiuhua was so angry that he vomited blood on the spot, feeling great hatred in his heart.

Chuanyin agreed to advance and retreat together, and sold him in the blink of an eye.

Jiuhua still wanted to beg Wei Shenwu for mercy, and even said that she would pay most of her family property.

It's a pity that Wei Shenwu has already made up his mind, to fight Jiuhua at the late stage of Jindan for an early Jindan, and with all his strength, within half a cup of tea, the body of the frightened Jiuhua was broken, and the treasure was broken, leaving only one The cracked Jindan frantically fled into the distance.

Wei Shenwu also wanted to destroy Jin Dan.

But Long Yu and Fei Ming made a move, and if Wei Shenwu really wanted to kill a golden core, they didn't look good.

"Hehe, give you two a face."

Wei Shenwu smiled, put away the spiritual pressure and treasures, sat on the stone chair in the palace again, and drank tea.

Countless disciples and elders were so excited that they couldn't help themselves when they saw the ancestor's supernatural power.

Long Yu and Fei Ming nodded, and didn't say anything to ask Tai'anzong to give an explanation.

A face is worth the life of a genius.

This is the default meaning of the strong Jindan realm.

Next, although the fighting on the battlefield is still going on.

But Wang Qingshan didn't fight again, and a female cultivator picked him up.

"I didn't expect my nephew to be so powerful."

The female cultivator, that is, the woman in palace costume that day, Wei Shenwu's fifth disciple, Feng Qimao's junior sister Li, said with a smile.

"It's a fluke, it's just a fluke."

Wang Qingshan survived death, and for the rest of his life after the catastrophe, his head was completely blank, and his body was so exhausted from injuries that he wished he could take a deep sleep immediately.