because……

They found that Zhang Qianmo's breath still had not disappeared!

"Damn it! What kind of magic is he practicing?"

Song Hesong finally showed a look of horror.

"Fire! Use fire!" Chu Liang shouted at this time.

Song Hesong made a gesture with his hands, and a red fire ball appeared under the pile of minced meat.

Under the blazing high temperature, the flesh and blood turned into ashes.

But there is always something in this flame.

No matter how strong the flame is, it cannot be destroyed.

It was a purple golden elixir.

"Golden Pill? Isn't he the Foundation Establishment Stage? How could he generate the Golden Pill in his body?" This scene obviously exceeded the perception of Song Hesong and others, and they all changed their qualities.

In fear, Song Hesong used all his magic to attack the purple golden elixir.

But no matter what, it cannot shake the golden elixir at all.

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Because the breath of Zhang Qianmo is still circling above it.

Even more and more vigorous.

"So, you random cultivators have no Taoist traditions and do not learn classics."

"Even if you learn any new method, you will only have a state of emptiness."

"How can it be compared with the authentic Xuanmen sects like us?"

The cold voices of Zhang Qianmo came from the golden elixir.

The golden dan suddenly shone brightly.

Force the fire to retreat.

A body slowly takes shape from the light.

The light converges and turns into clothes.

"I said, I will kill you today!"

Zhang Qianmo looked at Song Hesong and said coldly.

Song Hesong trembled all over.

He kept slapping downwards one after another. As countless mortal screams, blood lights formed substantial ribbons and rushed towards Zhang Qianmo.

However, Song Hesong himself did not care about the trembling Chu Liang and others, and turned into blood and fled far away.

Zhang Qianmo stepped out and turned into purple lightning, and then arrived first.

Come to the blood light.

Song Hesong could not have imagined that he was so fast that he was not in a hurry to dodge and bumped into him head-on.

"boom!"

Amid the violent collision, Song Hesong seemed to have lost his control ability.

Zhang Qianmo stretched out his right hand, grabbed Song Hesong's neck, and picked him up.

"Rebel Sect, die!"

Zhang Qianmo pronounced the verdict.

A purple thunder fell from the sky.

He slashed Zhang Qianmo hard.

He was unharmed in the lightning, but Song Hesong, who was holding, screamed.

He then died.

Zhang Qianmo looked at Chu Liang and others who fled in three directions in the distance.

Sneered.

Tap your finger.

Three purple thunders fell in response to the sound.

The breath disappeared, and three black dots fell from the sky.

Zhang Qianmo didn't care about them anymore.

"I was forced to this point..."

"New Law..."

He looked thoughtful.

Then, as if he noticed something, he flew to the ground.

There, the body that originally belonged to junior brother Li Chen.

It has been melted like a candle.

Zhang Qianmo discovered that under the only layer of skin, there was another completely stranger.
Chapter completed!