His late-stage Jindan cultivation was unleashed arrogantly, and with just one impact, he knocked Mu Weiliang to the ground. He stepped closer to Mu Weiliang, smiled, and touched his breasts with his palms.

"don't want!"

Mu Weiliang showed a desperate look, and at this moment, the purple sea of ​​fire within a hundred miles suddenly began to shake violently.

And the shadows of the four Immortal Killing Swords hanging in the sky were shattered into pieces!

An extremely cold voice came from the sea of ​​fire, and under this voice, the swords on the waists of several Qingbu masters actually made soft trembling sounds as if they were afraid.

Dead animals wearing swords are actually afraid of them. What are they afraid of?

Qing Hengxing held back his palms and retreated without hesitation. In the distance where he had just stood, a starlight sword shadow slashed past with a demonic power that was enough to burn out golden elixir ghosts!

What a risk! If he had been slow to step back even a moment, the palm he had just tried to touch Mu Weiliang would have been cut off!

"Who dares to sneak attack me!"

He was both frightened and angry. What frightened him was that the soul-burning power of the Zhanli Sword was simply an indefensible nightmare for ghosts. What made him angry was that Qingbu was obviously handling family affairs here, so how could there be something wrong?

A master of fortune telling, want 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 drowned by the purple fire and was already dead.

But in the purple sea of ​​fire, a young man dressed in white like a god and wearing a black cloak, with black hair like a demon, and a thrilling sword light glowing in his eyes.

He was obviously just a young man, but he had a stern face and a ruthless look in his eyes, standing like a piece of black ice that would never change, standing between heaven and earth.

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

Qing Hengxing took a few steps back, his heart and soul trembling. At this moment, the young man only showed the late cultivation of Fusion Spirit, but Qing Hengxing felt an unstoppable pressure from the young man's eyes, as if he was facing the Emperor of Heaven, like an angry sea.

The violent waves gave Qing Hengxing a heart-wrenching feeling.

That gaze was not the murderous look of the Immortal Emperor, but a sharpness that killed everything, like a sword that cut off gods and demons!

Waves of fluctuations from the soul caused the sea of ​​consciousness of the people present to set off big waves, and even showed signs of fragmentation. Under the rolling, it was like countless thunders exploding in their bodies.

Not only Qing was rampant, but not one of the dozens of Qingbu masters present dared to look directly into the young man's eyes!

"He is Zhou Ming! Impossible! I have seen that Zhou Ming. On the day he joined the department, it was extremely laborious to kill Huang Xie from the medical clinic!" A man with a wretched face was horrified. It was precisely because he knew that Zhou Ming was weak that he volunteered to go to the hospital.

The Great Elder asked for orders to join the mission of killing Zhou Ming.

But before he finished speaking, his body was cut into two pieces out of thin air, without any warning! The master of the early stage of the golden elixir was so inexplicably killed!

And the same situation happened in an instant. The 21 masters of the early stage of the golden elixir present either died with their bodies cut off from the waist, or were cut into pieces by the invisible sword light!

Only the 14 middle-stage Jindan masters and two late-stage masters, including Qing Hengxing, did not die strangely, but each one of them was horrified and looked at the young man in fear.

Undoubtedly, it must be that young man who killed so many golden elixir masters with strange means!

"What did you do!"

Qing Hengxing almost shouted to cover up the panic in his heart.

As for the young man, it was naturally impossible to give him an answer. With a cold word, the spiritual thoughts of the late Jindan stage swept out.
Chapter completed!