Chapter 388: Peerless murderer

Yue Xia Nan reacted very fast. When he realized that the swallowing bag couldn't hold Xiaobei, he threw the swallowing bag out at the fastest speed.
"Oh." The swallowing bag was turned into a myriad of pieces, and a black ray flew out of the swallowing bag, rushing toward the distance like a black meteor.
"Yue Xia Nan of the Tower of the Devil, I will not come to provoke you, but you will provoke me. From today, the people of your demon tower are best not to let me meet, otherwise, you know, haha."
With an extremely arrogant declaration, Xiao Beijun’s figure disappeared from Yue Xia Nan’s line of sight.
Yue Xia Nan’s face was blue, and even his teeth were bitten and creaking. He didn’t realize:
Xiao Beiwei, you dare to challenge me, you are dead.

Even if it is released, Yue Xia Nan still dare not easily make the decision to send the tower of the gods to chase down Xiao Beiyi, because the other party has a god.
Except for the masters of the gods, no one knows more about the terrible things of this magical monster than the tower of the gods.
This of the gods did indeed stain the blood of hundreds of thousands of souls, and, after the transformation of the masters of the gods, the souls of the hundreds of thousands of souls were transformed into the devil, sealed in the Tu Among the gods.
The three souls and seven souls of hundreds of thousands of top soul teachers have become the devil's soul. This fierce spirit and the of the gods are combined into one, and the power of this peerless squad is brought to the extreme.
Not to mention the soul world, even the soul of the heavens no one dares to face this murderer directly, and it will die.
Just because Xiaobei’s own strength was not enough, he could not fully exert the power of this god, and Yue Xia Nan did not dare to deal with him.
Now it’s good, and Xiao Beiyu has escaped. Yue Xia Nan is afraid to let his direct hand go down to deal with Xiao Beijun.
If the underarm is too badly alarmed, the high priest must pay the price.
So, let the angels of Yuntianzong and Dixianmen and those who have taken orders from the tower of the gods and gods die, oh.
Yue Xia Nan played a fine abacus, took out a soul stone, and shredded it.
In an instant, the entire sect of the heavens on the mainland, whether it is the demon or the demon, all received the order from the tower of the gods and devils: chasing one person, named Xiao Beiyi, must grab the magic knife in his hand and succumb to his soul.
Two of them can have the harvesting rights of all three thousand thousand souls for a thousand years. Two people who have all done it can have the right to harvest all three thousand years.
This order, the entire Xuantian mainland instantly boiled up, many sects who did not know the truth began to make a direct effort to go out, looking around Xiaobei, dreaming of being able to kill the Xiaobei.
And some of the sects saw the potential danger and kept a cautious attitude towards this order.
As for Yun Tianzong and Dixianmen, after Li Tianxu and Chu Han had communicated with each other, they suddenly came to the conclusion that Xiao Beiyu had escaped from Yue Xia Nan.
As a result, Yun Tianzong and Dixianmen, one of the three days and three places, began to gather disciples back to the mountain gate. The disciples in the mountain gate were not allowed to go out to avoid accidents.
With Xiao Beiyi’s holding of the of the gods, the entire Xuantian mainland will be overwhelmed. If it is replaced by other people, I have long felt that I am a big man, and only Xiao Beijun knows that this big man has How bitter.
In a cave, Xiao Beiyu closed his eyes and sat down, and the black and gold forces around the body began to "play up".
If it is not the power of chaos that combines the dual attributes of the gods and the devils, Xiao Beiyi feels that he has been completely swallowed up by the black demon in the gods, and has become the slave of this god.
The power of chaos itself contains the power of the demon soul, so the power of a large part of the black magical soul is absorbed by the power of chaos, which weakens the power of the demon soul, and does not let Xiao Beiyi completely lose himself.
However, as more and more people are killed by Xiao Beizhen, he is increasingly unable to control the erosion of the power of the devil.
Every time the killer comes back, Xiao Beijun always finds a place to hide, endure the suffering of the soul, and does not let the gods control themselves.
This kind of pain, people who have not experienced it forever will never understand.
For a long time, Xiao Beiyu woke up from this cruel soul struggle. He looked at the of the silence that was quietly placed in front of his eyes.
In the end, Xiao Beijun sighed softly: "Lao Ling, you leave this of the gods to me, on the one hand, I want to use those who contain me to fight for your son's time, on the other hand..."
At the thought of this possibility, Xiao Bei’s face showed a bitter smile:
Lao Ling, Lao Ling, for your son, you counted as an organ... well, before he could not grasp this god, I It must not be controlled by the gods, it is regarded as the reward of my reward for your year."
Xiao Bei picked up the of the gods, and the corner of his mouth was a smug smile: "This time, who are we going to kill?"
At the same time, Hao Tianqi also received the order of the Devil's Tower about Xiaobei.
Qi Tianqi sneered two times: "This Yue Xia Nan is really careful, I can't go to him. The greater the threat of Xiao Beiyu, the greater the value of Ling Xiao's use. I don't know how this kid is doing things now... Oh, I don’t even have a purple level. This kid wants to prove that he is strong, then I will wait and see."
Among the deep valleys of the fans, Ling Xiao and the group of Haotianzong disciples have been inside for about ten days.
Every day they have to run into a lot of social warfare, and half a day is spent on fighting these social warfare.
Although they are injured every day, or are at risk of death, they find that they have lived very well these days.
Out of the martial art, this experience made them understand that the training they had received was too mild.
Without experiencing real storms, they will never grow up quickly.
As for their initial thoughts, taking advantage of the opportunity to smash a meal, or let Ling Xiao die, is now in their opinion, how naive the former self.
In this kind of harsh living environment, Ling Xiao did not let them die of obscenity. It’s a big compassion. They still want to be tidy. It’s just an idiotic dream.
With a single tent, they asked Ling Xiao to scrape hundreds of thousands of yellow stone, not to mention some other daily necessities.
They couldn't understand why, why Ling Xiao's preparations would be so comprehensive, and the storage space on his body was mostly used to pile up daily necessities such as bath water.
In the past, when they lived in Haotianzong, everything was logistically responsible for the elders and disciples. It was simply imagined that there was so much preparation and attention when they were not living in the wild.
In just over a dozen days, Hao Tianzong’s views on Ling Xiao’s views have changed dramatically. From the original
upstarts
and
small gangsters
to the current
profiters
.
However, if they don't have the "profit", their days are not expected to be good, so they can only endure when they face the nearly blackmailing transactions.
On the eleventh day, everyone reached two-thirds of the destination in the map, a line between the towering double walls.
The so-called first-line sky is that the two sides of the mountain wall are sandwiched together. There is only one place in the middle that can pass people. When you look up, the sky that people can see is a straight line. This is the first-line sky.
The mountain walls on both sides of this line are not high, and the top is also densely foggy, so you can't see the situation at all, and the possibility of flying over it is relatively small.
Therefore, it is the right way to walk honestly from the first line of the sky.
"Everyone is careful, attacking in such a place, it is really a dilemma." The merchant confessed, and he walked to the front.
I have to say that this ten-day exercise has also allowed the merchant to mature quickly, and there are more and more brothers.
In such a place that may be dangerous, the commercial side is the first to go ahead.
Ling Xiao walked up to the side of Shangzi Heng with a long lamp, and smiled and said: "I will light it for you."
The merchant looked at Ling Xiao and looked at it. It was the default.
Regarding the broken arm, Shangzi Heng is still worried about it, but now is not the time to care about it.
Waiting to go out, naturally find a time to calculate this account.
In this way, Ling Xiao and Shang Zi were at the forefront. After the break, more than two hundred people walked into the first line.
The attention of the people was highly concentrated. After seeing more than a thousand meters, it was found that there was no danger, and I could not help but relax.
At this time, the merchant suddenly screamed: "Everyone is careful, defending the five elements."
The crowd was shocked and just released their own armor, and a lot of blue fires came from the front.
Huh... The flames radiate heat waves, like a torrent of water, as if you want to launch the line of the crowd.
The green light of the people flashed and flashed, and the painful colors on the faces resisted the blue fire.
The fire was full of barbecue for a quarter of an hour before it was dispersed, and everyone just let go of it.
I know, the waves have just retreated, and as the merchants yelled, a flood rushed from the front, which strongly impacted them.
哗啦啦... The flood has been stronger than a wave. If not more than two hundred people hold hands with each other, it is impossible to say that someone has been washed away by the flood.
The flood time was also maintained for a full quarter of an hour.
After Ling Xiao’s precise
calculation
, before the third wave of attacks, Ling Xiao was very helpless to make a snap:
Be prepared.

According to the estimates of the people, this is a place of five elements or five spirits. The attack should be a five-line five-spirit attack.
But this time, even Ling Xiao only guessed half.
This third wave of attacks is indeed a five-line five-spirit attack, but this time the three attacks are mixed together.
A strong wind was mixed with clods, stones and metal tips, and the skull covered his face and smashed toward more than two hundred people.