Pick up a god to cultivate immortality

There is always a banquet in the world, and fate comes and goes. Goodbye friends! Yun Gui watched them go away, then turned into a white deer and ran.

What Luo Qingyan didn't know was that earth-shaking events had happened in the human world during the few days she stayed in the fairy world.

Sects of all sizes were massacred, and some large sects that could not be shaken were also besieged. In a short period of time, the cultivation level of everyone in the Ghost Sect has risen to a whole new level. They used to have mediocre strength by relying on killing and absorbing the cultivation level of others. Their strength has improved by leaps and bounds, but the level of cruelty is outrageous.

Wherever the Ghost Sect went, it was like a purgatory on earth, with rivers of blood and broken limbs everywhere. No women, children, old or young survived, and some ordinary civilians who were affected were tortured to death.

It can be said that the Guimen Sect has maximized its benefits. Those who can absorb it will increase their cultivation. Those who cannot absorb it will be directly killed. Most of the souls of the tortured and killed souls will turn into fierce ghosts, and the people of the Guimen Sect are You need to take away the ghosts to refine elixirs or improve your strength.

Ghost King Xue Xue and the royal family stood in front of the gate of Hulong Villa. At this time, there was no breath of living people inside the gate.

"All the small sects near the capital have been cleaned up. If we start again, we may have to find a second-rate immortal cultivating sect!"

He Wenhao covered his nose. The pungent smell of blood made him sick to his stomach. He was just an ordinary person, not even an immortal cultivator. This kind of massacre was still too bloody for him. He frowned and said.

"A second-rate immortal cultivating sect? Then let's start from Fanyin Palace!"

The voice that sounded neither male nor female sounded coldly, and his lips were raised slightly. He had not forgotten how the young disciple of Fanyin Palace had humiliated him, the ghost king.

Now, the time for revenge has come.

The thought of her succumbing to his feet and begging to be spared made her feel particularly good while sucking blood.

Suddenly, a sharp female voice came from him, "Kill Luo Qingyan! I'm going to kill Luo Qingyan!"

Xue Xue smiled even more crazily.

At this time, another voice came from his body, "Yes, we must kill Luo Qingyan!" This gnashing figure was none other than Qing Jiang, the second elder of Fanyin Palace.

"Hahaha...hahahahaha..." Xue Xue laughed crazily. He, the ghost king, has absorbed the cultivation of so many practitioners. Sooner or later, he will surpass Feng Lishang!

In the secret tunnel of the Ghost King Sect.

Several magic soldiers took up their weapons and pointed them at the two female slaves at the same time. Their eyes were full of contempt. Under the panic faces of the two girls, they released various spells. Of course, they had only one goal, which was to let them Go to hell with these two slaves who don’t know the heights of heaven and earth.

The fireballs were overwhelmingly attacking them. Yingying saw Zeyu trembling in fear, but two fireballs had already flown in front of her. There was no time to warn Zeyu, so Yingying could only roll on the spot and pounce. Use Zeyu's body to avoid the fireball attack.

Zeyu's face turned pale with fright, and he could not think normally at all. His body instinctively let Yingying pull her left and right and run forward.

The two girls were sweating profusely. They rolled all the way towards the slope of the rock in the tunnel. Countless ice picks, fireballs and ghost energy hit the ground where they had just rolled away. There were bursts of green smoke.