Chapter 315: The old witch must be killed!

Can you not panic?
Can't!
Of these two, one is a Buddhist monk and the other is a demon fairy of the demon clan.
All land gods!
Based on the experience and vision of these two people, it is natural to understand how terrifying the Shang Qingkong of Tu Shanzong is, in the end, he has cultivated himself.
The three words Shang Qingkong, in this martial arts world, means the pinnacle of the lower realm martial arts cultivation.
That is the limit of land gods!
Shang Qingkong had already pushed open the door of Shattered Void and soared into the fairy world. As long as Shang Qingkong is willing, she can lift Xia soar away anytime, anywhere. Relying on the great formation handed down by the Tushan ancestors and covering up the secrets, can he stay in the lower realm with a face.
Such a character, in terms of martial arts cultivation, should be the number one in the world, the most powerful master in the lower realm, and at the same time, he will be on par with Shang Qingkong at the most.
There is no second Shang Qingkong in the Dabo Dynasty.
Among the ten human kingdoms, only the Middle-earth Dynasty could find a generation comparable to Shang Qingkong.
The demon clan is known as eight hundred demon immortals, but there are very few demon immortals of Shang Qingkong in terms of cultivation.
Martial arts cultivation does not necessarily represent the full strength of a master.
Fighting life and death, all kinds of killing methods determine the upper limit of strength, and the cultivation base determines the lower limit.
No matter how simple and mediocre Shang Qingkong used to kill, she is still one of the top masters in the martial arts world.
Such a character...
When facing Chen Xinglie, even if Chen Xinglie's men were merciful, he would have to heal for more than a month in order to stabilize the injury.
What about Chen Xinglie?
The strength of this person...
Immeasurable!
Maybe.
Chen Xinglie is really a powerful man who cuts the dragon with one sword!
Qian Yuzao took a deep breath, regretting that he rushed over just now, regretting that he was thinking about how Chen Xinglie had killed Ling Henchao, and secretly passed the voice to the abbot who followed: "Bald donkey! You made another wrong opinion! If I accidentally anger Chen Xinglie, he wants to kill me, I will definitely die. However, the old lady tells you, before I die, I will definitely drag you into the water!"
The ghost of the empty door clasped his hands together, and secretly rumors: "The poor monk has been eating and reciting the Buddha in the Nether Temple, how can he know about Shang Qingkong? The poor monk is just wondering, with Chen Xinglie's ability to slay the dragon with a single sword, why would Ling Henchao be let down by his sword? Fleeing, only then has doubts about his true strength, I suggest to come and take a look..."
Qian Yuzao said angrily: "Shut up! You are a dead bald donkey! You were the one who suggested that Gu Hu Meimei go to investigate Chen Xinglie's details, and now it is you who are going to watch. If you make any random ideas, this palace will meet sooner or later. Killed by you!"
The ghost of the empty door said: "Manny, you must not forget that you and I are grasshoppers on a rope. Moreover, if Chen Xinglie really wants to kill you, he must want to kill you more than the poor monk. His thoughts were much stronger. When the empress appeared in front of Chen Xinglie in Xiaoliangshan, she seemed to be thinking about making a bold move and fighting Chen Xinglie."
Qian Yuzao's eyes were uncertain.
However, the ghost of the empty door chanted the name of the Buddha: "Amitabha, good and good..."
The voice of the demon monk reciting the Buddha does not have the slightest meaning of compassion in it. On the contrary, it is very horrible, like a demon and ghost in a dream.
This actually calmed Qian Yuzao.
Chen Xinglie...
The evil spirits outsiders!
This is a good thing!
Only evil spirits and demons and ghosts get along well.
Qian Yuzao looked around and followed Chen Xinglie's footsteps. Gu Hu Meimei, who was covering her wound...
Big deal, like Gu Huo Meimei, surrender to Chen Xinglie.
Mix with him!
Qian Yuzao vaguely felt that this idea seemed feasible. However, there are many things she doesn't know.
E.g……
Chen Xinglie's killing intention has been determined.
"This old witch must be killed!"
"There are hundreds of races in the world, fighting endlessly. The ten kingdoms of the human races, when they are dealing with other places, they are in the same spirit. The old witch, as a demon, occupied the magpie's nest with a dove, and became the queen mother in the great dynasty. For more than ten years, No one noticed! The people of the great dynasty didn’t notice it, so it’s fine, but the Middle-earth dynasty, there are many masters, countless capable people, known as the overlord of the human race, and close contacts with the human race countries, so many years have not even noticed it. This means that the old witch's scheming, even in the entire lower realm martial arts world, is ranked high."
"The old witch is not only scheming, but also suspicious!"
"Even if this seat is covered with sword aura and releases chrysanthemum arrow talisman, it performs a good show of slashing the dragon with one sword. This old witch still doubts the strength of this seat, and she gets Meimei to test this seat. This time, The old witch knew that this seat was going to deal with Ling Henchao, and she followed him. It is estimated that the old witch had already guessed that Ling Henchao escaped from this seat, so she once again doubted the strength of this seat..."
"Treat and suspicious!"
"This is ambition."
Chen Xinglie thought to himself that he must kill the old witch as soon as possible, so as not to have many dreams at night.
As for the income of the old witch?
Chen Xinglie never thought about it.
Gu Hou Meimei can be subdued and stay under her hands. It is only because Gu Hou Meimei was instigated by the old witch to work for the old witch. Obviously, she is not a monster with a particularly developed IQ. The old witch is different.
Such enchantresses are rare in the world.
Even if it is not comparable to Wu Zetian in the history of Chen Xinglie's hometown, it is more than enough compared to the Empress Dowager Cixi of the last dynasty.
Whether Wu Zetian or Cixi, they are both very good at and fond of intrigue and playing power.
Chen Xinglie hates these.
What conspiracy and tricks does a big man want when he is born between heaven and earth?
Cut it with one sword!
Chen Xinglie strode forward. When turning at the intersection, he glanced at the direction of Fenghua Street and saw distant white clouds, vaguely condensed into a very abstract long-tailed giant bird shape, like a huge bird covering the sky. Phoenix.
This scene made Chen Xinglie a little happy.
Zhu Er is indeed the proud girl of this seat!
In such a short period of time, it aroused the phenomena of heaven and earth, causing the clear and white clouds to gather into the appearance of a phoenix!
It seems...
After a long time, the formation of the Nanming Lihuo Great Array can be refined.
Chen Xinglie was satisfied with this, and at the same time remembered a saying in his hometown Huaxia: Behind a successful man there is always a woman who silently supports him.
obviously.
Zhu Er of this seat is such a woman.
However, Chen Xinglie felt that the taste of this sentence was a bit wrong.
Behind this seat is not only Zhu Er, a woman?
Junior sister Feiyu, wife of the empress...
Many peerless beauties appeared in Chen Xinglie's mind.
As a result, thousands of words came together into one sentence.
"Behind a successful man, there should be a group of women!"
Chen Xinglie was proud of his heart, and went straight into the sky, striding down the street.
but.
The intersection ahead was blocked by a group of people, and the water was blocked.
The person in the lead is an old man with white hair and a bright head. Holding a ruler, he sighed and asked, "Chen Xinglie! Where do you want to go?"
The old man recognized Chen Xinglie, but Chen Xinglie didn't recognize him, but he had a vague impression, but he couldn't remember who it was.
"kill."
Chen Xinglie was blunt.
"Sickness!"
The old man touched the goat’s beard and took a step forward, as if he was standing on the commanding heights of morality. He raised his ruler, pointed at Chen Xinglie from a distance, and cursed,
Your father’s name is in history. It's really a wicked obstacle to kill into nature!"