The Dangerous Cultivator

Xu Yi patted on the shoulder of the adult, "Brother, give you a task, well done, you will be less guilty. If not done well, Xu must make you feel like living, that is the greatest regret."

Master Xi trembled, "You command, you command, as long as He can do what he can, he will do his best."

Xu Yidao, "You don't need to promise me, just to guarantee your life. I will collect all your shrimp soldiers and crabs, I will find her."

As he said, Xu Yi took out a piece of white paper and tapped it with his fingers, Yan Zi's features appeared, and he sketched a few more strokes. The whole person seemed to come down from the painting alive again.

My grandmother took the picture, and immediately used Ruyi Zhu, hissing and yelling.

Not long after, hundreds of people gathered in front of him, looking at them like a character.

When these people arrived, they could not help looking at a group of people who had been nailed to a meat skewer, especially the two powerful men who had been robbed.

These people are all chills, thinking that it is the adult who has issued a mighty power and violently used a hot hand to make such a terrible scene.

Master Lu didn't explain, he was weird, and he vowed to swear to publish the mission, explaining the rewards and penalties.

Xu Yi gave a joss stick time, one hundred leaders went down, and more than 10,000 spiritual root monks were launched, and the spiritual period of spiritual cultivation below the spiritual root was launched even more innumerably.

Xu Yi gave a joss stick time, and the whole Qingxing city was completely turned over in this joss stick, and it really did dig the ground three feet.

Seeing that the time was coming, a brief announcement made it almost like a reminder, and the adult was out of breath.

Finally, after the last leader came to report and returned, he banged, and the adult slumped to the ground.

"since……"

Xu Yicai made a speech, and Master Xie jumped up suddenly, and approached Xu Yi, grabbing his head with the tunnel, "Xu Xiu, you can't, you can't kill me, I'm useful, I'm useful, aren't you trying to get revenge? The culprit is not me, but Xiao is surnamed Song and attacked Guanglongtang. I do n’t know anything about it. I ’m just the commander of the new dynasty. For personal gain, seeking to usurp the throne, and spur the world to conquer, where can there be today's troubles, let alone the disaster of Guanglongtang? "

"Aren't you going to get revenge? Tomorrow is the ascension ceremony of the head of Longyuan. I am the governing officer of a party. I can enter the court of the king. As long as I take you to the court of the king, you can kill the head of the dragon. Would n’t the world be happy ... "

In fact, for a long time, the adult thinks that he is detached from life and death, and is an unpretentious heroine. He can hardly get used to the ugly state of begging and begging at the time of death.

He never expected that death really came upon him, so unacceptable.

Of course, he still stubbornly believes that it is not his own fear of death, but that the demon is really horrible. If it falls into his hands, it is simply better to die.

Jun Bu saw the live meat skewers nailed to the ground by the abandoned Dantian now, and kept writhing in front of his eyes. Every time he wriggled, his grandma felt that his baby was vomiting from his throat.

Falling into such a magic head, what can be done besides submission?

After saying a few words, the uncle's heart was cramped. Finally, he felt that the machine that locked him was a bit weak, and even if he saw a bright bead falling to his mouth, he didn't want to, He swallowed it at once, and now he has no choice at all.

Unexpectedly, Zhu Fang swallowed, and he felt his nerves were suddenly enlarged, and the severe pain was like a billowing tide, washing his will over and over again, driving him from soreness to sinking from pain to sinking, and easily driving away from sinking. Sober back.

After thirty full breaths, the adult was so distressed that his body shrank a little, so Xu Yi stopped the operation.

The talents of the University of Hong Kong recovered their minds, Ziqing said quietly, "Kill ... Kill ... Here ... I ..."

Xu Yi's mouth turned cold. "Where can I go? Let's get up and work. If you have work to do, you won't want to die."

Sure enough, for a moment, the old man no longer begged to die, got up, knelt before Xu Yi, and asked him to post the task.

Xu Yi put the head of the waste ancestor next to him, "Give him a funeral, all those involved in the killing must participate, and all must kneel to the funeral!"

Master Xi trembled, "I'm just ... I'm afraid that someone ... no ... never ... never ... no one dares not, I promise ..."

Huang Zu's funeral was very grand, but Xu Yi did not participate, and the person died. Holding another grand funeral was nothing more than comforting himself.

He only checked the ninety-three first-grades and two Ruyi beads sent by the adult. The first Ruyi bead recorded the grandeur's funeral.

The latter Ruyizhu records the tragic executions of these 93 first-level executions.

These ninety-three first-level masters all participated in the siege of Guanglongtang. It is not necessary for Xu Yi to say that Master Xi himself had already handled it.

He knew that his life could be finished at any time. The root of everything was nothing but Xu Yi's anger.

He must help Xu Yi vent his anger, and he must let Xu Yi vent his anger. Only in this way can he get a chance for life.

At three o'clock, nearly one thousand people stood quietly in the south square that had been cleaned.

The majestic middle-aged people who were nailed into a skewer by Xu Yi finally endured the last pain and despair, and the exile was sent to the road little by little by Xu Yi.

At this moment, the nearly one thousand monks convened are all above the spiritual root period, and are also the core strength of this attack on Qingxing City.

As soon as they gathered, immediately over the square, there was a strong evil spirit. This evil spirit is not murderous, and cannot be gathered.

In just one month, the entire Qingxing City was fighting all day, and there weren't ten living beings. This is the credit of this generation.

It would be impossible to deter these arrogant soldiers if the uncle Yu was very heavy today and the killing was ruthless.

I really can't figure it out, what is Xu Yi doing to gather this group of people together?

If they say that they are venting their anger, these people are all ants in his eyes. Besides, if the devil wants to order them to do something, the devil will say nothing about what he is doing.

He was thinking differently. Thousands of heads landed at the same time.

The next moment, thousands of grieving spirits rose into the sky, but were entangled in a black gas swayed by a black cricket.

For a time, the entire South Square looked like purgatory, the wind was terrible, and the ghost wept.

Master Lu looks like a zombie, and he looks at the corpses on the ground, he has seen many killing scenes, but he is so clean and negligible.

Without saying anything else, it took thousands of heads in an instant, even if they were all Linggen monks, it would be impossible for him to do so.

Such supernatural powers, like magic and magic means.

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