From A Stronghold NPC To The Final BOSS

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"Mysterious swordsman?" Qian Shanhou's expression did not change, and he said lightly: "Is it a stranger, or who?"

"It's not a stranger, this person specializes in cultivating cultivators. The True Martial Realm who died in his hands during this time is probably no less than a thousand people. However, it is extremely powerful and strangely moving, which has caused a lot of movement."

"Check it, if it can't be used by us, get rid of it."

Qian Shanhou directly gave the order.

Qianshan Mansion cannot be chaotic now, at least the place under his jurisdiction cannot be chaotic.

Any unstable factors must be removed.

And when Qianshanhou's order was passed down.

In a mountain gate.

The strong smell of blood and the sound of fighting kept coming.

There were a large number of corpses lying on the ground, and the blood even infested the land.

Even if a batch of corpses disappeared every time, it was far from erasing this **** picture.

boom! boom!

Three terrifying figures are quickly clashing.

Suddenly.

The violent gust of wind surged from the flat ground, and then turned into chaotic blades and exploded out. Even if Xuan made a scream, one of the figures was shattered in the terrible chaotic blade.

As for the other person, he screamed, and his body retreated madly.

It's just that he just retreated.

Thousands of chaotic blades condensed and turned into a sword practiced by a Changhong horse, which was directly cut down.

Huh--

As soon as the outer gang qi had risen, it had already burst.

When slashed, the whole person fell into two halves in the air.

So far.

There is no one alive in this sect.

Standing on the ground full of blood, Peng Qing's expression was indifferent. The long knife in his hand was flushed like blood at this moment, and terrible power radiated from it.

Subsequently.

He glanced at his task and muttered to himself.

"Five thousand seven hundred and eighty-one, it's coming soon, it won't take long for this task to be completed!"

Immediately after.

He glanced at the numerous corpses on the ground, and simply scraped some of the most valuable, then turned and left.

Battle of the Undead Plains.

Peng Qing originally planned to find an opportunity to grab this head.

As a result, Qin Shujian exposed his identity as the master of the Array Dao, and directly frightened him, and the sword slave in the ring urged him to leave.

It is precisely because of this.

Peng Qing can be regarded as seeing what is outside and there are people, there are heaven outside.

After leaving the undead plain.

The knife slave even felt that it was not safe yet, so he directly let him leave the scope of Beiyun Mansion and enter other residences to hunt down the cultivators in the True Martial Realm to complete the follow-up inheritance task.

And with the killing of more and more monks.

Peng Qing's strength is getting stronger and stronger.

Until now.

He has already steadily stepped into the second stage of Lingwu, at about the middle stage of Lingshen realm, only one step can reach the peak of Lingshen, and then reach the threshold of Yukong realm.

Peng Qing is basically certain.

His realm is among the best among players.

With the improvement of strength.

Hunting monks has become much simpler.

Until now.

He is no longer just as simple as hunting down the True Martial Realm, some weaker spiritual and divine cultivators have also become the target of hunting.

A spiritual monk.

Equivalent to ten true martial arts monks.

And the experience points given are quite a lot.

When conditions permit, Peng Qing is more willing to hunt down such an existence.

In the ring.

The voice of the slave slave rang out: "Weeping Blood Blade is already a half-travel tool. As long as you kill a few more spiritual and godly monks, you can restore it to the ranks of the Taoist tool. , To match your current strength.

As long as there is no Taoist weapon in hand, the Great Monk of the Appeared Holy Realm is not your opponent either. "

"Is the Dao Qi really so strong?"

"That's natural. Dao tools are magic weapons that touch the power of heaven and earth. Their power is unpredictable. If you want to compete with Dao tools, you may not be able to do it even if you reach the Divine Martial Realm."

Hear the words.

Peng Qing looked at the Weeping Blood Blade in his hand, and his eyes flickered.

On the knife.

Half of the **** road seal has condensed.

Above the road seal.

It also exudes an aura that makes him feel palpitating.

For the knife slave.

Peng Qing basically had no doubts.

From getting the ring to now, the opponent has shown his profound knowledge.

"We have killed a lot of people here during this period of time. The sects of the spiritual world must have been unable to tolerate it. I suggest you change the place. What do you think?"

The slave slave said: "It's okay to change the place. You killed so many monks. Even if you don't join forces to deal with you, the spiritual world will be extremely vigilant. The monk."

Agreed.

Peng Qing didn't say any more, and immediately hurried out of the area.

Just left on his front foot.

A monk on the back foot followed up.

"Here is still his lingering smell, this person will definitely not escape far, we continue to chase!"

"This dog can't live, nothing else, just because he slaughtered the barren hidden sect for no reason, he couldn't tolerate such a demon."

"chase!"

The three monks came from the sky and stayed for a moment where Peng Qing had stood before. Then they found a certain direction, and the next moment Yukong chased them.

This time.

One after another, monks were killed, many of them in the spiritual realm, and even the sects were destroyed.

As for the deserted hidden sect they mentioned, it was a sect that had just been destroyed.

There are thousands of people.

No one was left.

Such behavior is no different from Modao.

This time the major sects were determined to kill Peng Qing.

The three monks in the Royal Sky Realm were only a small part of the search trails, and more people were scattered looking for them, and even the major monks in the Holy Realm were dispatched.

In a wilderness.

Peng Qing stopped in his tracks.

It's not that he wants to stop, just because someone in front of him blocked the way.

"Be careful, these three are in the Royal Sky Realm. If they are really not opponents, they will use the secret method to escape. With the three of them, they will definitely catch up with you." In his mind, the voice of the slave slave sounded.

Hearing that, Peng Qing's expression was as indifferent as ever, and the blood-weeping blade in his hand was already clenched.

Yukongjing!

It is also a monk who is at least the fourth level of the Spirit Martial Realm.

And he.

It's just the second layer of Lingwu Realm.

Regardless of the number of people or the realm, Peng Qing did not occupy the slightest advantage.

but--

There was no fear on his face either.

There is no words.

The next moment.

Peng Qing had already done it directly. When the Blood Weeping Blade was slashed out, the violent wind directly rolled up with the action of the long sword, and the terrifying hurricane swept all over the place, and then turned into a flying blade.

Crazy sword cut!

boom! !

Faced with this sword, the three cultivators of the Royal Air Realm changed their expressions, and then directly released their qi to resist the violent wind and chaotic blades, and immediately they were shocked by the divine consciousness and bombarded Peng Qing.

The monks in the Royal Sky Realm have a strong spiritual mind, and they are already close to the step of spiritual manifestation.

When the Three Dao Spiritual Senses bombarded.

A layer of blood-colored shield rose from Peng Qing's body, and then the shield shattered, and the impact of the three divine minds was successfully blocked.

next moment.

Peng Qing's figure flashed like a ghost, the blood-colored long knife cut through the air, and the terrible killing aura spread on the knife, like a supreme killing god, enough to make people shudder.

"It's so fierce!"

The cultivator of the Yukong Realm who faced this sword was shocked, and what he didn't even think about was that Yukong flew up and avoided the sword directly.

This is also a monk in the Royal Sky Realm.

Compared with the monks below the Royal Sky Realm, the biggest advantage lies.

Yukong!

It is invincible.

Seeing this, Peng Qing looked as usual, the Weeping Blood Blade turned around and swept away, and the powerful sword smashed into pieces to smash the two bombarding True Qi.

See this scene.

The other two Royal Sky Territory monks also had their pupils shrinking slightly.

The strength displayed by Peng Qing is not at all the strength that the Spirit God Realm should have. In addition to not being able to fly in the air, it is not weaker than the Royal Air Realm in all aspects, and even more than the general Royal Air Realm. powerful.

I saw the three people Yukong, and the qi was released to cooperate with the bombardment of divine consciousness, and the offensive continued to kill Peng Qing.

In contrast, Peng Qing.

Standing on the flat ground, the Weeping Blood Blade slashed out in the air, and the chaotic blade pierced the air directly and flew away, also enshrouding the three Royal Air Realm cultivators.

boom! boom!

The four played against each other in the wilderness, and the strong waves spread, and the ground that was shaking was also a lot of cracks.

"It's not a way to go on like this, a long delay will definitely cause other monks to come and make a quick fight!" The voice of the slave slave sounded, full of warning.

On the bright side.

Peng Qing suddenly retracted the knife, his body already swept away like an arrow from the string.

See here.

The three Royal Sky Territory cultivators suddenly shouted: "Don't want to escape!"

Words fall.

The three of them were already chasing Peng Qing.

But I don't know what method the other party uses. It is obviously only relying on two legs, but the speed is not even slower than the monk Yukong. No matter how the three of them chase, it is difficult to get too close.

Subsequently.

The three monks glanced at each other, but together they lowered the flying height.

Suddenly--

The speed of the three of them increased by a large amount again, and the distance from Peng Qing was also instantly shortened.

The higher the cultivator in the Royal Sky Realm flies, the greater the power of divine consciousness that needs to be consumed, and the corresponding flight speed will slow down.

But if you reduce the height of the air, you can reduce the consumption of divine consciousness and increase the speed at the same time.

"You can't escape!"

The eyes of the three were cold~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Looking at Peng Qing's back as if looking at a dead person.

Suddenly!

Peng Qing, who had fled forward, suddenly bullied him in the opposite direction. Even if he turned around abruptly, the Blood Weeping Blade was already cut off.

Such a change surprised the three of them.

In an instant!

The **** sword gang broke out, and the thrilling killing made the three monks all cold.

No one expected that Peng Qing would dare to turn around.

Caught off guard, the mind was eroded by the killing, and fell into a brief stagnation, but quickly recovered.

however--

For a powerful monk, even a momentary stagnation is enough to tell the difference between life and death.