"Who dares to attack me!"

He was both shocked and angry. What was shocked was the power of the soul-burning sword of the sword. For the ghosts, it was simply an irresistible nightmare; what was angry was that the Qing tribe was handling family affairs here, so how could there be an ignorant master who wanted to intervene?

He did not realize at all that the person who took action was Ning Fan, because in his impression, Ning Fan had been overwhelmed by the purple fire and had long been dead.

But in the purple sea of ​​fire, a young man in white clothes was like a god and black buckle, with black hair like a demon, and a thrilling sword light shining in his eyes.

He was obviously just a boy, but his face was cold and his eyes were ruthless, as if he was a piece of mysterious ice that had not been transformed for thousands of years, standing between the heaven and earth.

"Zhou Ming, it's you, how is that possible? You should have been killed by Zhu Xian Order and should have died in the sea of ​​fire..."

Qing Hengxing took a few steps back, his heart and soul trembled. At this moment, the young man only showed his late-stage cultivation, but Qing Hengxing felt an unstoppable pressure from the young man's eyes, as if facing the Emperor of Heaven, like a turbulent wave of the sea of ​​anger, making Qing Hengxing feel heart-wrenching.

That gaze was not the murderous aura of the Immortal Emperor, but a sharpness that killed everything, like a sword light that killed all the gods and demons!

The waves of fluctuations from the soul caused the sea of ​​consciousness of the people present to stir up huge waves, and even signs of fragmentation. As the rolling came, it seemed like countless thunders were in their bodies, exploding dull.

Not only Qing Renxing, but none of the dozens of Qing Masters present dared to look directly at the boy's gaze!

"He is Zhou Ming! Impossible! I have seen Zhou Ming. On the day he joined the army, it was extremely difficult to kill Huang Xie in the clinic!" A man with a wretched face was shocked. He volunteered to ask the Great Elder for instructions to join the task of killing Zhou Ming.

But before his words were finished, his body was cut into two pieces out of thin air, without any warning! The early stage master of Jindan was so inexplicably killed!

The same situation happened instantly, and the 21 early-stage experts present either died in the waist or were cut into flesh mud by the invisible sword light!

Only 14 middle-stage Golden Pills and two late-stage masters, including Qing Hengxing, did not die strangely, but they were all shocked and looked at the boy in fear.

Undoubtedly, the one who killed so many Golden Pill masters with strange means must be that young man!

"What did you do!"

Qing Hengxing almost shouted out to hide his panic.

The young man naturally could not answer him, and a cold speech, the divine thoughts of the late stage of the Golden Pill swept out.
Chapter completed!