Chapter 593: Indifferently kill

"Boy, now tell the old man the forces behind you, maybe you can be safe and secure, and your teacher will be buried with you. In this case, you will not be so lonely below." Dao Liusan looked at Zhang Ziling. With a sneer, the magma around the palace exploded instantly, and countless black chains loomed under the magma.
"Since your name is Dao Liusan, it means that there are still sixty-two strong people in front of you?" Zhang Ziling did not pay attention to Dao Liusan's words, but asked directly.
Seeing Zhang Ziling ignoring his own words, Dao Liusan's expression instantly became gloomy, and he didn't say any more, and directly blasted Zhang Ziling with a fist. The violent spiritual power sandwiched the fiery flames, forming a fire dragon, roaring.
"Boy, it seems that if you don't let you know this real world, you won't put away your poor jealousy!" Dao Liusan's voice exploded in Zhang Ziling's ears, and the bluestone slabs on the ground around became cracked. Densely, "Yanlong collapsed!"
"It's Yanlongbeng! Uncle Master actually used his fame stunt!"
"What a domineering atmosphere! That kid is so blessed that he can die under the trick of Uncle Master!"
"The intruder is really arrogant. How magnificent and powerful is our Taoist Palace? The mere ants dare to provoke!"
The Daoxinggong disciples standing in the void looked at the fire dragon transformed by the fist wind, and they all discussed violently, looking at Zhang Ziling as if they were looking at a dead person.
Although the punch that Dao Liusan suddenly blasted with a strong aura, even the flood dragon that made the lava tumbling shivered, but it did not cause a wave of waves on Zhang Ziling's face.
"Why do you, as an alchemist, choose to use hand-to-hand combat? Isn't it good to use Taoism?" Zhang Ziling gently shook his head, stretched out an index finger to press Dao Liusan's fist, and the violent fire dragon was in a moment. The time dissipated, the terrifying aura emanating from Dao Liusan disappeared instantly, Dao Xinggong returned to calm, and the dragon in the distance took this opportunity to quickly escape and escape from this place of right and wrong.
Daoxing Palace fell into deathly silence.
A group of Dao Xing Gong disciples stared at Zhang Ziling and Dao Liu San, their bodies trembling violently.
He used a finger... to block the uncle's attack?
Guru!
Everyone swallowed fiercely, with an unbelievable look in their eyes.
You know, the fire dragon that Dao Liusan blasted out just now has the power to destroy a city in an instant!
Even those stone slabs made of spirit rock on the ground that the first-class Japanese can only leave marks on them are shattered under the roar of the fire dragon... It is conceivable that Dao Liusan's punch How elegant is it!
However, now that intruder... blocked the attack of Uncle Master with just one finger?
The Daoxing Palace disciples shook their heads abruptly.
"According to the prevailing words..." Zhang Ziling slowly retracted his hand, looked at Dao Liusan and smiled lightly: "You have chosen the wrong talent."
"What, what..."
laugh!
Behind Zhang Ziling, two black chains suddenly appeared, like a black lightning, directly penetrating Dao Liusan's chest cavity.
"Uh..." The intense pain made Dao Liusan speechless, and he lowered his head with difficulty, looking at the chain that penetrated his heart and lungs, feeling his consciousness dissipating.
"How, how..." Dao Liusan knelt on the ground, looking at the blood-stained ground, his vision gradually blurred.
Dao Liusan still couldn't believe it, he was going to die like this without any disturbance?
He is one of the three thousand Daotongs who followed Xu Gongdong. In the long river of 2,000 years, relying on the once-in-a-hundred-year survivorship to survive until now, his strength has reached the peak of the world. When Xu Gong recovered, it was them. The remaining sixty-three Taoist children are famous today.
But why...
Dao Liusan looked at the blood dripping from his hands, his eyes were full of unwillingness, "Why..."
Before he finished speaking, Dao Liusan fell completely in a pool of blood, and there was no sound.
Dao Liusan, die!
"To survive by relying on the seizure of homes, the soul and body are too weak. Such a lingering remnant has no meaning at all." Zhang Ziling looked at the corpse of Dao Liusan indifferently, without any emotion about his death. Fluctuation is just a simple evaluation of Dao Liusan's current state, "It is also because of frequent body changes, which leads to the embarrassing situation of Dao skills but the body cannot perform freely, so it gradually turned into melee."
"It is estimated that this is also the case for the other 62 alchemists. Those who have not stepped into the realm of conversion or above... Unless it is an accident or special means, it is impossible to survive for two thousand years."
"It seems that although they have lived for so many years, they have a lot of strength!"
Zhang Ziling muttered to herself softly, regardless of the expressions of the group of Dao Xing Gong disciples who were about to split their eye sockets, just a light wave of his hand, Dao Liu San's body was thrown into the magma by two chains, completely gone.
"There are still sixty-two strong...Where are they?" Zhang Ziling scanned the Taoxinggong palace with his spirits. Except for a few people with the same strength as Tao Liusan, he did not find Tao Liusan at all. Those alchemists said.
"It must be somewhere that I haven't found it. Just relying on the people of Dao Liu San, there is no way to make Dao Xinggong a super power." Zhang Ziling thought, a red light flashed past his eyes, and he moved a Dao Xinggong not far away. The disciple sucked it.
"Do you have any hidden space here?"
"I...Help!"
The Dao Palace disciple only hesitated for a while, Zhang Ziling stopped waiting for him to answer, and directly threw him into the magma lake aside, allowing the person to disappear into the magma.
The other Dao Xing Gong disciples saw Zhang Ziling's current ruthless methods, and their faces no longer had the confidence they had before, and they were all frightened, for fear that Zhang Ziling would choose him.
Since Dao Liu San was killed without even a single move, other Dao Xinggong disciples instantly lost all the desire to resist. If it were not for the rules of Dao Xinggong, most of the disciples have already escaped from Mount Fuji. Up.
"A bold fanatic, dare to wreak havoc in my Taoist palace!"
At this time, several other powerful men that Zhang Ziling had swept away with his soul before rushed out, and Li Yijia swept towards Zhang Ziling with his majestic spiritual power. Several black figures stood in the void, looking at Zhang Ziling indifferently.
"Uncle Master!!!" A group of Dao Xing Gong disciples quickly looked to the sky, and surprises appeared in their eyes again.
The spiritual storm did not cause any impact on Zhang Ziling, but succeeded in attracting Zhang Ziling's attention. Zhang Ziling raised his eyes to look at the few people in the sky, frowning slightly.
"These trash... I really like to stand on high places!"
A red light flashed in Zhang Ziling's eyes, and a terrifying aura suddenly burst out. Several powerful men standing in the void suddenly felt a tremendous pressure from their shoulders, making their expressions change drastically.