It was not only Su Tang and He Yuanzheng who were fighting. To the north of Bailongdu, there was a vast forest that spread thousands of miles, and some people were active here.

Fighting will cause spiritual power fluctuations, which will make practitioners from afar sense, and will inevitably flock to you. Sometimes it attracts enemies, and sometimes it attracts friends.

Su Qingbo's expression was a little embarrassed. At this time, a call came faintly from afar. He signaled the two guards behind to take a look, then gave a salute to the beautiful figure in front of him, and then smiled and said, "I didn't expect that the junior sister has already cultivated her body, which is really gratifying."

Hua Xijue’s Demon Evil Skill is divided into three layers, from the outside to the inside. The first layer is the Spirit Evil, the second layer is the body Evil, and the third layer is the heart Evil. You should know that Hua Xijue only cultivated all the Demon Evil Skills after he was forty. It is not easy for Xi Xiaoru to cultivate her body Evil at this age.

Xi Xiaoru ignored Su Qingbo, pulled the cloth strip from a corpse, wiped her Tiansha Knife clean, and then inserted the Tiansha Knife into the scabbard on her back, and then carefully searched the corpse.

In fact, with Xi Xiaoru's personality, she is not very patient in doing such things. She is surrounded by the great demon Hua Xijue. She has nothing to do, but the so-called "those who are close to Zhu" and those who are close to Mo" are black. Su Tang often says that there is a bastard who is not a bastard. He is from a hardship. After killing someone, he feels uncomfortable all over. Even if he is the most valuable spiritual cultivation pill, he has to try his best to bring it with him. After having been in contact with Su Tang for a long time, Xi Xiaoru has also developed some bad habits. Anyway, it will not waste much time. Look carefully.

Strictly speaking, Xi Xiaoru's behavior is very unrighteous. Although she was the first to join the battle, Su Qingbo helped her a lot. At least she should be polite and discuss how to divide the spoils. Su Qingbo's family is big and has a great business, and most of them will not want it. This result will be perfect, even if it is affordable, it will also show etiquette and will not make people pick on problems.

But Xi Xiaoru is not born like this. If she wants it, she will take it. Do you want it? Come and grab it.

The apprentice Xiaoru ignored him, and Su Qingbo's expression became even more embarrassing. This time, his biggest purpose was to meet Su Tang and then explain the matter clearly. Su Qingbo didn't know about the fact that Su Shuai, the head of the Su family, went to the Demon God Altar to propose marriage to Xi Xiaoru in person. If he knew, he would object no matter what.

I had heard Erlang and Hachilang talk about it long ago that Su Tang and Xi Xiaoru were harmonious and had a deep relationship. The head of the family acted rashly, which made him too embarrassed.

"If the junior sister and Brother Su fight one, I don't know who will win." Su Qingbo forced a smile.

"It should be him." Xi Xiaoru thought about it and replied softly. In fact, she didn't deliberately ignore the other party, just because Su Qingbo's praise just now was meaningless to her, so she was too lazy to answer.

"Oh?" Su Qingbo seemed a little surprised.

This battle to kill Qi did not attract the attention of those peak holy-level practitioners. They had more important things. However, perhaps by coincidence, nearly half of the new generation practitioners who were highly valued by the elders participated.

If the killing can be reflected in a specific data, the first one now is He Yuanzheng. He guarded Bailongdu and had annihilated the invading cultivators several times. Su Tang was temporarily ranked second, but for the time being, the news that he appeared on the edge of Jiutai City has been spread. Su Qingbo, who brought six guards from the Su family, all of whom were great ancestors and had extremely strong combat power. In fact, when Su Qingbo just left Guhong Mountain, he only brought two guards around him. The head of the family, Su Shuai received an urgent letter from the great demon god Hua Xijue, and added four guards to Su Qingbo. Although Su Qingbo didn't know what was going on, this was an obvious encouragement and support, so he came and killed him firmly.

The gap between Yinxiang and Xi Xiaoru is not big, and it is ranked fourth and fifth. Although Xi Xiaoru's Demonic Art has terrifying lethality, Yinxiang is not bad. She has been promoted to the great ancestor. The people in the Temple of Zhu Shen were named ", and they mean to command the world. They hope that Yinxiang can bring them to recreate the glory of the Temple of Zhu Shen, and Yinxiang has obtained the entire life and death decision and made great progress.

The sixth is Xue Yi, because there are some other things, he came a little late.

The seventh and eighth are Hongniu and Yuan Hailong, respectively. They have been walking together. It’s not that they have poor strength, so they have few results, but because of their identities and camps.

Hongniu is a disciple of the Holy See, Yuan Hailong is from the Yuan family. Like the Changsheng Sect, they belong to the Pengshan lineage. Su Tang and others are unscrupulous in killing, and they dare not. Usually, they focus on persuasion and education and try not to act. Of course, when they encounter those stubborn people, they will also kill them.

This is just a new generation of practitioners who are here to help Su Tang and the Changsheng Sect, so naturally there are many.

Being called the new generation means that after a period of training and growth, they are fully qualified to replace the elders in their respective sects, and at least they can compete with them. However, the tragic level of the Battle of Zhu Qi is far beyond everyone's expectations.

The convoy was moving slowly. Over the past few days, Su Tang killed nine great cultivators at the level of great ancestors, including the famous Ye Zu Qu Wuyang. Once this news spread, it would cause a sensation.

I don’t know how many practitioners began to change directions to block Su Tang’s path. Most of them were not clear about what had happened, only a few people knew about it, but they deliberately concealed the news because they needed cannon fodder.

After walking in the mountains and forests for seven days, it has been quiet and no new spiritual tools have been added to the flatbed cart.

Zhu'er and Ke'er couldn't put down their spiritual swords. Although they had just entered the cultivation stage, with Su Tang, they found the best for them. In addition, Su Tang's thinking hall recorded countless spiritual techniques, so they quickly found two sets of suitable for Zhu'er and Ke'er, which can be said to be tailor-made.

Zhu'er has a hot personality and is used to playing with a rolling pin. She thinks that killing is powerful. So Su Tang asked Zhu'er to practice the mountain-based artifact. Ke'er was a little courageous, so Su Tang found the Lingmao for Ke'er.

In fact, Zhu Er and Keer have very average qualifications. Keer is slightly stronger than Zhu Er. Compared with the Su family's servants, it is barely a good match, but compared with the Qianqifeng people, it would be much worse. Even Chu Zongbao, who has entered the country the slowest, is not as good as Chu Zongbao.

However, Su Tang was not worried. Chu Zongbao was blind and was displaced in the first half of his life. It was not until he reached the Qianqi Peak that he truly began to practice. But he was already past his best age. Zhu'er and Ke'er were not too late. He would rather spend countless spiritual pills than believe that he could not make up two great ancestors.

From a bird's eye view from a high altitude, in the area dozens or hundreds of miles around the convoy, countless practitioners rushed over like locusts. If anyone could kill Su Tang, they would definitely become a rising star. With the reward of the Changsheng Sect, the temptation is too great, better than attacking Qianqi Peak.

What's more, if Su Tang dared to establish a sect, there must be some powerful cultivators gathered around him. Whether to deal with a group of people or a sect, there is no need to consider this issue.

On the flatbed car, Su Tang suddenly raised his head and said leisurely: "It's almost dark..."

"Young Master, is anyone here to die again?" Ke'er said with a smile. Her innocent smile formed a sharp contrast with what she said. If it were twenty days ago, Ke'er would definitely not be able to say such words of despising living beings.

In just twenty days, everyone's appearance changed dramatically because they had seen too much death and blood.

"There are quite a lot of people here." Su Tang smiled and put on a pair of extremely thin gloves. The gloves actually changed their color by themselves. They were silver-white before they were put on, and then turned into flesh-colored again, but under the dusk sunlight, they looked a little dim.

"Young Master, Sister Zhu'er and I will help you?" Ke'er was eager to fight.

"You? You can't fill people's teeth with you..." Su Tang bluntly hit Keer's self-confidence. He hoped Keer would become more mature, but he trained too much, so that Keer would easily treat fighting as a game, which was even worse: "You are not even a warrior now. Those guys are the worst masters, and there are many great masters."

"But young master, I feel like I'm very powerful." Ke'er waved the spirit sword hard.

In fact, most of Ke'er's courage was given to him with such a spiritual sword. After all, it was a spiritual weapon of the great ancestor level. Su Tang found a spiritual cat technique for Ke'er to tailor her body and teach her how to adapt her own thoughts to the spiritual sword. It won't take long before Ke'er can truly control this spiritual sword.

"Young Master, are you already a great master now?" Shang Bin asked nervously.

Su Tang was repeatedly literate before. After finding his family, he finally became a teacher. Now Shang Bin has a rough understanding of the various divisions of practitioners' entry.

"I... maybe it's right." Su Tang looked at the vortex mushroom cloud above. He really didn't know that the spiritual power contained in his body had reached the level of a great master, but he was still a little bit short of it: "I should be able to rank all the practitioners in the world in the top 100."

"It's only one hundred..." Shang Bin was a little dissatisfied. He hoped that Su Tang could become the most powerful.

"Blind, you know what's the point," Su Tang laughed and cursed: "Isn't it satisfying to have a hundred? Pengshan alone, there are seven holy zodiacs, and there are six or seven great demons in the demon altar, and there are more than a dozen powerful people in the Green Sea, but their way of practice is very strange. They have been in seclusion for decades, or even hundreds of years, and their impact on the world of cultivation is very small, so the Green Sea has been suppressed by Pengshan and the Demon Altar. You can count it yourself, but there are more than twenty holy-level practitioners in the three major heavenly gates, and there are also cultivation families, and the number is almost fifty."

"So many..." Shang Bin said blankly.

"Not many, there are still great masters." Su Tang said: "I dare say that I can rank in the top 100, you should be giggling."

"Young Master, the Holy See is the most powerful one, right?" Shang Bin asked again.

"This..." Su Tang hesitated for a moment and shook his head: "Not necessarily..." The demon-armed warrior Ren Yuko and Helan Kong Xiang who had been more than ten years ago should have broken through the bottleneck of the holy level because the gap between them and other holy level practitioners was too big.

At this moment, a numeric arrow shot out in the front, back, left and right directions. The numeric arrow flew to the sky with a sharp sound, and then a bang, turning into a burning cloud of fire.

"It's started again..." Su Tang shook his head.

This time, there were many practitioners coming, most of them were masters, which was in line with the saying that fighters were not as good as dogs, and masters were walking all over the ground. Although their strength was extremely different from Su Tang, like giant lions and ants, it did not affect their longing.

There was a conflict between practitioners, and the benefits of destroying the family were the greatest. The few fortunes that Su Tang made at the beginning of his practice were all related to destroying the family, such as the Hu family in Beifeng City, the Baihua Palace, and the Hongyang Gate.

Therefore, almost all practitioners who knew that the Changsheng Sect and Qianqi Peak had started a war, from Jiutai City to Ziyang City in the south, and from Ziyang City to the north, came, and it was easy to choose the camp. After all, Changsheng Sect is a branch sect in Pengshan. Qianqi Peak is unknown, and even a fool would not choose the wrong one.

In a moment, hundreds of practitioners slowly surrounded this place in the dense forest, as if they wanted to avoid becoming the first target of attack. They were all hidden in the forest. As a cultivator of the great ancestor level, it was easy to deal with them. It was nothing to think by one person, but if everyone thought this way, the atmosphere was a bit strange.

The practitioners in front are walking slower and slower, and some are still watching around, hoping that others can walk faster

Su Tang stretched out his hand, and a golden light flashed in the air. Then, within a range of more than a thousand meters around, countless trees made rustling sounds.

The practitioners became alert, stopped and looked around the dense forest that suddenly filled with vitality, but they found nothing.

The next moment, the practitioners began to act again, but behind them, vines grew from the trees, and silently the practitioners rolled away.

The first person to be victimized was a young female practitioner. She was looking around when a vine suddenly wrapped around her neck. The female practitioner was shocked and struggled hard while circulating her spiritual veins.

In front of the female practitioner was a middle-aged man. He and the female practitioner might be together. When he sensed the fluctuations of spiritual power, he showed a reproach in his eyes. Then he turned his head and then saw a bloodshot scene that made people's eyes burst.

The female practitioner was swept into the air by vines. Her bones had broken into many places. Her body was twisted very hard. Blood was spewed out one by one. A hand that could barely move was grabbing the middle-aged man from afar, as if seeking help.

"Enemy attacks the enemy attacks the enemy" the middle-aged man did not dare to step forward rashly, and shouted while retreating. However, he had just taken a step back and suddenly felt his feet tightening, and then he was tied up by something, and then his body flew up involuntarily.

The same scene was repeated in every corner of the forest. In just a few breaths, those practitioners lost more than three stops. The rest of them panic released the air-control technique, flew into the air, and left the contact with the forest.

"The sky is finally dark..." Su Tang said softly. The pair of gloves he wore on his hand were flashing with a dark light. Since he got the Black Kill, Su Tang immediately sensed the difference between Black Kill. The aura was very similar, but a little different. There was a weak divine thought hidden in Black Kill. He had seen this kind of thing at the Evil Juntai and in the ice sea. So over the past few days, he has been repeatedly using his thoughts to communicate with Black Kill, but there is no result yet.

The next moment, Su Tang flew up in the air and shot forward like lightning.

Although the Demon Wings were not activated, Su Tang's speed was already very fast for a group of masters and great masters, so fast that they could not imagine.

Su Tang raised his hand and could sense a psychic energy that erupted from the black killing, like a fishing net and a pillar of light, but it was difficult for others to notice it in the darkness.

Boom... The dozen or so cultivators in front of Su Tang were slapped into countless pieces of splattered flesh and blood, but the nearby cultivators were completely unaware of it. Until the flesh and blood exploded, they turned their heads and found that their companions were broken into pieces in an incomprehensible way.

"How could this happen..." Su Tang was very dissatisfied. A few days ago, Ye Zu Qu Wuyang was able to compete with the magic sword with the power of black killing, but now, the power of black killing is not even one-tenth of the original one.

The nearby practitioners immediately began to flee in all directions, just like a frightened group of fish. Su Tang jumped up like a stream of light interspersed among the practitioners. Even the great ancestor, Su Tang had the ability to kill him in seconds. A group of masters and masters naturally became more relaxed, and wherever their bodies passed, they brought blood light.

Su Tang had only one person. When he rushed among the practitioners on the left, the practitioners on the right saw the opportunity, and a few more courageous ones flew into the convoy.

Zhu Er, Keer and others looked at each other, and their hearts were slamming like deer. This was the first time they faced the practitioners and their emotions became extremely nervous.

Seeing those practitioners getting closer, Ke'er couldn't help it, raised her hand and threw her flying sword out, screaming, "Kill..."

The spiritual power fluctuations emitted by Ke'er were completely negligible, but the flying sword was emitting a ray of light that soared into the sky. The faces of the practitioners changed drastically and they immediately flew backwards.

With one sword, Ke'er's background was exposed. The flying sword was thrown more than ten meters away and fell to the ground weakly.

"Girl, you're looking for death." The cultivators were furious. They didn't want to fight Su Tang at all. They just wanted to grab it because there were a few dazzling spiritual weapons on the flatbed car. They wanted to grab it and escape immediately. After being stopped by Ke'er, they missed the opportunity. Su Tang disappeared from the night, which made them feel a strong sense of crisis.

"Looking at the sword" Zhu Er shouted loudly, and then threw the flying sword in her hand out.

One of the practitioners smiled and raised his battle axe, preparing to knock the spiritual sword thrown by Zhu'er, but saw the black shadow in front of him shaking. Zhu'er's flying sword suddenly became as fast as lightning, piercing his throat. Ke'er's flying sword was uncontrollably swept from the ground and fell on the calves of another practitioner.
Chapter completed!