On a sunny morning, on a huge mountain range that winds for thousands of miles, a figure walked forward slowly and unhurriedly. Looking at his unhurried appearance, it was obvious that he was in a good mood.

"Oh, I don't know where this place is. Is it still in the secret realm of gold?" Zhang Huaming said to himself in confusion. He had been walking on this mountain range for a day and found no trace of anyone.

Even the birds and beasts were almost invisible.

Although this is an area with lush vegetation, it is extremely desolate and deserted, making Zhang Huaming want to know where he is but unable to do so.

Although spiritual consciousness can be used in the secret realm of the underground palace, the range is extremely small. This greatly limits Zhang Huaming's huge spiritual consciousness and makes him feel powerless. Otherwise, as long as his huge spiritual consciousness is swept away, he can cover the area of ​​thousands of miles.

They are all shrouded in his consciousness, and he can know his location in an instant. There is no need to go around and check personally like now.

"Meow meow." Dudu, the mother of soul beasts who was lying lazily on Zhang Huaming's shoulder, suddenly became energetic and meowed toward the front.

"Is there anyone?" Zhang Huaming instantly understood what the Mother of Soul Beasts meant, and immediately became cautious in his actions. Without knowing who the enemy was, Zhang Huaming would never underestimate the enemy.

"Linghe Tower, I said that people are not killed by me, Jiu Wuxue. You believe it or not, but don't mess with me, otherwise you will be left with nothing to eat." Zhang Huaming heard someone shouting angrily from a distance.

Damn, it turned out to be the Jiu Wuxue and others they met at the bottom of the volcano.

"No one knows whether you killed the person or not, but among so many people, you are the best at assassination. It is not surprising that I suspect you are the murderer. You must know that there has been death here since five days ago.

Eleven people have been killed, and they all died in the same inexplicable and weird way. I want to find out the truth. Is this wrong?" A deep voice said loudly, "If you don't have a guilty conscience, why bother?

So lustful and lustful?"

"Fuck you for being paralyzed. I have never killed anyone. You want to wrong me and you can't let me defend myself? Is it possible that if you want to kill me, I have to just surrender and hand over my head to you? Can't you kill me? Damn you for being paralyzed.

, what kind of logic is this, who are you, when did you decide my life and death?" Jiu Wuxue laughed angrily and cursed loudly.

"In that case, don't blame me for being ruthless." The man who called himself me said lukewarmly.

"If you have the ability, just let the horse come over by yourself." Jiu Wuxue said without fear.

"Humph, you overestimate your capabilities." The person from before snorted.

Zhang Huaming stood in the distance and glanced at the situation in front of him. Combined with the conversation between Jiu Wuxue and the old man, when he saw that there were two corpses in the scene, he instantly understood what had happened.

Those two corpses were exactly the same as those who died when Zhang Huaming, Lin Zhihao and others were still alive. They both died with their bodies penetrated from the soles of their feet to the top of their heads.

"It seems that these golden lights are still killing people everywhere during my absence." Zhang Huaming looked calmly at the hundreds of people gathered on a flat ground in the distance, frowned slightly, and thought to himself.

Zhang Huaming still has no clue about the origin of that invisible golden light that kills people. He doesn't even know what kind of existence it is. Apart from knowing that it likes to kill people and penetrates people from underground.

Apart from the method of killing from the sole of the foot to the head, there is no way to know anything else.

Is it a person or an object? Or is it some kind of spiritual creature with certain wisdom that was born between heaven and earth? Why must we kill these people? Is it just a simple desire to kill people, or is it warning people of the territory they are not allowed to enter?

within, or is it achieving some unknown purpose through killing?

These huge question marks were entangled in Zhang Huaming's mind, leaving him puzzled.

"Kill if you want to, there's so much nonsense." Jiu Wuxue said coldly and impatiently.

"You are the one to be killed." The old man who had been targeting Jiu Wuxue before gave a sharp shout, then dodged and pounced on Jiu Wuxue, who was already ready to attack.

Sure enough, when he heard what Jiu Wuxue said, Linghelou became furious, and with a weak pull of his right hand, the long black sword behind him was immediately unsheathed.

The black sword was more than four feet long and reflected dazzling light in the sunlight. It was obviously a fine ancient sword.

"You should be content to die by my sword!"

After Ling Helou finished speaking, he pointed his long sword towards Jiu Wuxue, and a fiery aura rose up from his body. Five inches of sword energy emitted from the tip of the sword, locking on Jiu Wuxue's whole body from a distance.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Linghelou took a big step, and with each step, his feet touched the ground two inches. And with each step, the long sword waved in his right hand drew a half-moon-shaped sword light and flew towards Jiu Wuxue.

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A total of nine sword rays flew towards him at lightning speed, reaching ten meters in front of Jiu Wuxue in an instant.

The opponent's attack was so fierce that Jiu Wuxue couldn't help but be caught off guard. Fortunately, the Blood Spirit Sword had been pulled by his spiritual consciousness and flew out of the Sumeru space in an instant.

With his mind moving, Jiu Wuxue quickly danced with the Blood Spirit Sword in his hand, laying a dense circle of sword net in front of him, and the golden light was like a tomorrow!

Boom...boom!

A total of nine sword lights roared towards the sword net. In an instant, the different energies of the two parties collided together, forming a violent explosion, and the scene was enveloped in a dazzling light.

snort!

After the light dissipated, Linghelou saw that Jiu Wuxue had blocked the attack of his serial nine-star sword, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned. The next second he stepped forward, the black dragon sword in his hand was wrapped with a layer of rich black sword energy and fiercely

The ground hit the sword net!

Then the opponent roared loudly, all the veins in his body stood up, and he pressed down hard with his left hand and the hilt of the sword.

Bang!

A wave of air spread out immediately, and the Black Dragon Sword instantly smashed the sword net cast by Jiu Wuxue into pieces, turning it into tiny points of light and dissipating in the air.

"If you still have any skills, just show them!" Ling Helou roared with laughter, his face full of pride.

As he spoke, the black dragon sword in Ling Helou's hand was like a vicious snake that was poking at Jiu Wuxue's chest.

When Jiu Wuxue quickly blocked the sword, he saw that when the original black dragon sword was about to touch the body of the Blood Spirit Sword, it strangely drew a half-arc, and passed directly past the body of the Blood Spirit Sword. The tip of the sword was still pointing towards

In my own chest!

not good!

Shocked in his heart, Jiu Wuxue reversed his wrist, and the Blood Spirit Sword moved quickly against the opponent's long sword. The sharp edge of the sword sharpened the opponent's black dragon sword, and fierce sparks shot out, like a legendary kitchen knife cutting wires, with fire and lightning all the way.

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At the same time, Jiu Wuxue's mind sank into the state of Gujing Bubo, and the state of Chunyang Swordsmanship that he had cultivated for ten years also followed.

Linghelou suddenly felt a sudden change in Jiu Wuxue's aura, and the long sword in the opponent's hand was as sharp as the black dragon in his own hand, and it also carried a strange sword energy!

break!

With a loud shout, Jiu Wuxue instantly added spiritual energy into the body of the Blood Spirit Sword. A golden light appeared, and the Blood Spirit Sword let out a dragon roar, and immediately cut the Black Dragon Sword in Ling Helou's hand into two halves.

Bang!

The black dragon sword's two-piece gold and iron blade suddenly fell to the ground, causing a crisp sound.

impossible!

Ling Helou's pupils suddenly widened with an expression of disbelief.

The Black Dragon Sword is a sword forged by the secret method of our sect. It is sharper and stronger than ordinary swords. However, under the attack of the enemy on the opposite side, the Black Dragon Sword was not as sharp as the opponent's sword and was directly broken into two halves. How is this possible!

Before Linghe Tower had any chance to react, Jiu Wuxue strode forward, the powerful force shaking the ground.

With a wave of his right hand, the original hard-iron sword body of the Blood Spirit Sword was as light as a spiritual snake, and the tip of the sword was like a spiritual snake spitting a message, and it pierced into the left side of Linghe Tower's heart.

This blow gathered the sword intent that Jiu Wuxue had been brewing for a long time. Both the strength and speed almost reached the limit visible to the naked eye!

Maybe someone could escape from Jiu Wuxue's thunderbolt blow, but it was definitely not Linghelou!

Just hearing a wonderful "swish", the sharp tip of the Blood Spirit Sword dexterously and domineeringly plunged into the left heart of Linghelou, and then quickly rebounded out, instantly bringing out a ray of red that shot three feet away.

Blood comes out!

ah!

Linghelou's eyes were dull and he couldn't even feel the sound coming from the pit of his heart.

Too fast!

A dove has no blood and kills invisible!

The name Jiu Wu Xue is worthy of being Jiu Wu Xue!

Ling Helou slowly lowered his head, looking at the wound that suddenly appeared in the left pit of his heart and penetrated his body, spurting out streams of blood, and then felt that his originally beating strong heart gradually stopped.

Death is beckoning to him!

At the moment before his death, he didn't notice any pain at all, as if everything fell into place after Jiu Wuxue's sword attack.

"Hmph, I said that just because you want my life, you are not qualified." Jiu Wuxue took back the Blood Spirit Sword and said loudly in the direction of Linghelou's corpse with a very arrogant attitude.

The strength shown by Jiu Wuxue is quite strong. Although most of the people present are masters of the Martial God Realm, but they are also in the Martial God Realm. There are high and low levels. Most of these people think that they are not this Jiu Wuxue.

According to the current situation, it would be better not to provoke this guy for the time being, so many people stood aside silently and watched indifferently.

Most people are silent, but it doesn't mean that everyone is silent. A strong man in the realm of Taoist disciples can't stand Jiu Wuxue's arrogance. He walked out from the crowd, stepped forward, and said to Jiu Wuxue.

: "Jiu Wuxue, don't be too arrogant, otherwise I'll see if you can escape my hands."

"Hmph!" Jiu Wuxue could feel that he was no match for this powerful Taoist disciple, so he snorted coldly and did not respond, lest the other party really kill him, which would be more than worth the gain.
Chapter completed!