"Irrespective of whether or not the crisis in the sky can be resolved, since I want to fight, I must completely let go of my grudges and fight happily."

Swallowing and vomiting, inhaling and releasing, Zuo Wuzhou has mentally freed himself from the shackles caused by implicating the Changkong Sect. The blood in his eyes surged: "Why do I have to calculate so hard and make every step of the way? I can kill as fast as I can, and kill with prestige.

When the enemy is frightened, fight for the Changkong Sect to find a way out."

When things get tough, you have to be bold.

Why calculate, why bother thinking. Just do what you are best at, fighting and killing. It has always been to fight a bloody way out of many crises. This was the case before, and it should be the same now.

"Since you let go, let it go." Zuo Wuzhou's eyes were like ice and fire, and he had a thought in his mind. He first suppressed the fire of life soul, and then conveyed a faint message through this: "Beidou, I want you to come immediately!"

"Six sects, today I will take the Sansheng sect as the first sacrificial flag." Sacrifice the blood flag of the killing god.

This is called the killing god who is so angry that blood fills the sky.

Beidou is sitting upright, practicing his tanning, while actually thinking about how to realize the "incarnation of soul outside the body". As a soul monk like this, Beidou is bound to focus on it even if there is no explanation from Zuo Wuzhou.

"Unexpectedly, Zuo Wuzhou actually has such fantastic ideas, and even provides many feasibility and ideas that I would never have thought of." Beidou secretly praised him, Zuo Wuzhou gave him some refining methods,

It was something he had never heard of or thought of.

Thinking about it this way, Beidou felt that it would be good to follow Zuo Wuzhou. There are always many new things to study. As he was thinking about it, his life soul suddenly felt severe pain, and there was a faint, vague thought in his life soul.

Came: "Beidou, come to Sansheng Sect quickly."

For a moment of severe pain, Beidou's face turned pale and he was in shock. Thinking of the fighting intention conveyed earlier, Beidou's heart skipped a beat and he was horrified: "Fight, is he crazy? Go to the Sansheng Sect to fight?"

"Whatever, just obey. Beidou gritted his teeth. His phantom body moved, and he flew away with a bang.

Many stall owners in the trading market were dumbfounded as they stared at the brilliance that disappeared in the blink of an eye. Their scalps were numb. They never expected that the stall owner who had been setting up a stall for many days turned out to be a Martial Saint!

When did even the Martial Saint become so depraved that he started running a stall? "Crazy, completely crazy."

The densely packed soul monks were hanging far behind the two figures in front, feeling anxious and excited at the same time: "Crazy, this person is crazy.".

"What's this guy? This guy just shrank on the first day. There are very few people who know Zuo Wuzhou. There is actually one here. It's amazing. When he said it casually, this guy blushed first.

"He is really going to the Three Lives Sect." Countless soul monks were excited and shocked. Seeing that Zuo Wuzhou was really flying straight to the Three Lives Sect. Some smart people had already vaguely felt that this Soul Heaven Conference might be...

Something is going to happen that no one else can predict.

After a while, Zuo Wuzhou's name had spread throughout the world. Another monk, Youhun, was puzzled: "Isn't this guy cowering for several days and not daring to come out to challenge?

A smart soul monk showed a hint of awe. Looking at the world, how many people like Zuo Wuzhou dare to go straight to the Sansheng Sect. Hearing this, he suddenly sneered: "Don't dare? Look at this moment, see how many people are...

Even the Sansheng Sect doesn't look down on it, do they dare not or disdain it? Just think about it with your head."

Do you dare not. Or do you disdain? This answer. At this moment, it seems that there is no need to bring it up again.

The traces and auras of these many soul monks have alarmed many people one after another.

"Three Lives Sect, it's very good! It's the first one."

Zuo Wuzhou's heart was filled with murderous intent, and even every breath he took was filled with thick murderous intent. Even what was released from his pores was the murderous intent of hundreds of battles.

The iron heart is like a huge stone, settling at the bottom of the river. Even if the earth shakes and the mountains shake, it will never be able to move. The tenacity and determination of those minds are simply frightening to people.

The Sansheng Sect is one of the thirty-three earthly sects, and its treatment is much higher than that of casual cultivators. They live alone in a large building complex, and in the courtyard in front of the main entrance, a group of Sansheng Sect disciples are sparring and practicing.

Suddenly I felt the aura was huge and messy. I looked up and saw many soul monks coming here. Some of them were frightened and hurriedly reported back. The rest were all staying here.

Suddenly, a black shadow turned into a fire rainbow from the already dark sky and struck down. Ling Tian, ​​who was so powerful, was in despair. This group of Shengzong disciples felt the hostility of the black shadow and blurted out: "No,

This man is here to cause trouble."

Before he could say a word, a black shadow swept across the sky, vaguely pulling the black clouds rolling down the sky, and roared loudly. It really roared for nine days, and the sky was boiling with murderous intent! In the blink of an eye, it was coming with a bang!

The black shadow roared into flames, and the flames shot up into the sky, like falling stars. In an instant, Zuo Wuzhou stepped on the ground, and his incomparable steel body stretched out. This majestic crown covered the world, and the sky collapsed.

Once you are approached by Zuo Wuzhou, it will be like an evil tiger entering the flock!

Like an angry whale-level water, roaring through the mountains and forests, this roar was so fierce and indestructible that it captured people's hearts and minds. He shouted a word in his mouth, which was really like the thunderbolt: "Ouch!"

His fingers were like steel claws and he sank into the Heavenly Spirit Cap of a Wu Yu. With a twist of his body, the Wu Yu screamed and danced wildly with his hands and feet. He was actually stripped of his Heavenly Spirit Cap, bloody and cruel.

The shoulder moved, and it was like a huge mountain coming. A martial emperor couldn't even resist. There was a sudden explosion, and he flew hundreds of meters like a meteor. His whole body was broken with bones and flesh, and his breath was gone.

In this extremely small space, there were movements and changes that Zhijiao people could not capture at all. He turned over and half-rided on the shoulders of a martial artist. Quan thought that the terrified soul power of this martial artist was shaking as if it were nothing. The Heavenly King's Book was already there.

Appearance.

With a sway, the iron arm swung in unison, and the spear of light suddenly appeared. Swinging down, it was like a hammer of ten thousand pounds. The war spear went straight into the Tianling Cap, piercing the Wuyu in pairs from top to bottom. Then the demon

The charming grain body moved half-way, and the war spear actually picked out the body of Wu Yu and stabbed it out!

This thrust actually produced an overwhelming roaring sound. The corpse hanging on the war spear exploded into flesh and blood, and the tip of the spear sank into the neck of another warrior, and his head suddenly flew into the sky.

However, at the moment when the rabbit was up and the falcon was about to fall, many people were killed one after another.

It was just his feet that crushed the corpses of ten thousand people, and his shoulders that filled the sky with blood.

Zuo Wuzhou was covered in blood, and the color spread. He pressed the forehead of a martial artist and pushed hard. The war spear suddenly pierced the man's head, dragged his body and bombarded it against the door, and exploded into powder.

He summoned back the war spear with ease, and the murderous intention in his chest reached its peak. He screamed like a line between the sea and the sky, and the waves were rolling and pressing: "Sansheng Sect, get out and die!"

What a murderous aura that seizes people's minds, a murderous aura that seizes people's minds!

What a fierce man, what a bloody man. What a mighty killing god!

How can we teach the heroes not to be moved and become pale?
Chapter completed!