Chapter 351

After the thirteen demon-killing ice wolves turned into dust, another hurricane suddenly blew around Liu Qianlang, and where the clouds and mist dispersed, one hundred and eight ghost-green giant robes suddenly appeared, with three wolf-head masks on their faces. The people, all with daring eyes, are probably at the strength of the alchemy stage.

Liu Qianlang thought to himself, these people should be the one hundred and eight Hunshamen sub-rudder masters in the legend of the Hunshamen. Seeing that the number of wolf heads in their masks is four less than that of the thirteen demon-killing ice wolves, it should be in the The status of the Hun Sha Sect is low, but their forces are all very powerful.

One hundred and eight masters formed a circle, firmly enclosing Liu Qianlang, who was above the Cuigan Shenlong, and there was no nonsense at all. One of them, a man in a ghostly green giant robe, raised his palms, and his fingers quickly flickered. With a sharp sharp edge, and then with a strange shake, he bullied Liu Qianlang. Before his figure arrived, ten sharp and biting cold winds suddenly shot towards him. Then the evil tiger with two palms scratched Liu Qianlang's chest in a strange way.

Every scratch brings a sharp cold wind, and wherever it goes, it makes people feel cold all over. Liu Qianlang was amazed at the speed of the opponent's movements, and at the same time, his eyes were concentrated, and his body shape changed strangely , On the one hand, waiting for an opportunity to knock down the opponent, on the other hand, be alert to the attacks of other rudder masters around.

The other rudder masters all stared unremittingly at the figure of the two fighting on the emerald dragon, with their arms crossed, as if they had full confidence in the rudder master who played, they just stood there to watch the fun, and secretly laughed at Thirteen The incompetence of the Demon Slayer Ice Wolf.

There was a stabbing sound, and in the blink of an eye, the other party grabbed it again. On the sharp cold claws, sparks sprang out again, and there were bursts of sharp and piercing sounds.

Liu Qianlang suddenly became interested. The idea of ​​killing the opponent with the Xianyuan Sword and Xuanhei Shenjian was swept away because of the opponent's arrogance. He wanted to fight the opponent in the most primitive and direct way. This way of fighting is more exciting.

Thinking in this way, Liu Qianlang deliberately let the other party get close to Cui Gan Shenlong's body, and dealt with the other party for a while.

After examining it for a while, Liu Qianlang immediately grasped the method of the opponent's sharp and strange claws, so he also began to use the same magical skills of the opponent's monster claws, attacking even more strangely.

The other party was stunned for a moment, and then let out a strange scream, and the change of figure suddenly accelerated. In less than a moment, hundreds of claws had already attacked. And Liu Qianlang is even more so, following him like a shadow, flickering after him, only seeing countless overlapping figures, and can't see where his real body is at all.

"Huh?" Seeing Liu Qianlang using the same magical claw technique as the rudder master in the circle, the 107 rudder masters outside the circle were all surprised. Qiqi couldn't help being surprised.

But then, what they didn't expect was that the silver-clothed and white-haired man suddenly passed by the side of the helmsman in the circle, and then returned to the emerald dragon strangely, his figure stabilized, and he stood there calmly There, something was held in the palm of his hand, and his eyes were full of pride.

As for the helmsman, his claws stopped in the void, and he stood frozen in place. When the mask on his face was torn off by Liu Qianlang, a large transparent hole appeared in his heart.

His pale face twisted in pain, his eyes flashed with disbelief, and he stared coldly at the bleeding hole in his chest. After a while, his eyes gradually lost their color, and he lay on his back on Cuigan Shenlong with a bang. His eyes just fell on the palm of the man in silver clothes and white hair, and with his five fingers together, a cloud of blood mist immediately filled the air, and after a while, his face felt a trace of dampness, which was the blood from his broken heart.

Crushing the heart of the helmsman under his feet, Liu Qianlang's eyes glowed with a cold evil spirit, and a murderous thought suddenly burst out from the bottom of his heart. Looking at the lifeless helmsman under his feet, he reached out with one hand and smashed the opponent The primordial spirit, who hadn't had time to escape, was sucked into the palm of his hand, and without any hesitation, he squeezed it into foam.

On the back of the Cuigan Shenlong, the helmsman wailed for the last time, completely annihilated in this world, just like he slaughtered all other lives.

Liu Qianlang snorted coldly, waved his silver sleeves, and the dead body lying at his feet suddenly shot at the feet of one of the 107 rudder masters around him.

Seeing the fate of this rudder master, the 107 rudder masters around him slowly lowered their hands clasped around their shoulders, their bodies were covered with mysterious aura, and suddenly, the two rudder masters threw the wolf The first mask, the eyes are covered with bloodshot eyes, bursting with dazzling coldness, one in front of one in front of the other, suddenly approaching.

Liu Qianlang glanced at the figures of the two who were still in the air, and had already appeared in the middle of the two of them strangely. After the Xianyuan sword made a circle of red light, two more people appeared in the void immediately. Of the corpses, one had its head chopped off, and the other was cut diagonally in half. Then, Liu Qianlang appeared like a ghost in front of the one hundred and four standing rudder masters.

In horror, one hundred and four rudder masters retreated more than a hundred feet instinctively, and gathered together to face Liu Qianlang. Looking at this shadowy white-haired man who is almost crazy.

I saw him with fluttering silver hair, wearing white clothes, holding a red sword, and his eyes were flickering with chilling coldness. One hundred and four monks at the alchemy stage could never have dreamed that the same alchemy stage cultivation base, the other party had such a superb realm beyond their own, that they could kill three alchemy stage monks in the blink of an eye without wasting any effort. There is no one powerful existence in thousands of miles, and even the soul will not be spared.

Domineering, vicious, vicious, ruthless, indifferent, these words are used by other sects to describe themselves, but today I use them to describe the other party.

However, death has never been something that a true cultivator fears. The journey of cultivating immortals is to go against the sky.

One hundred and four rudder masters unanimously threw off the three wolf-headed horror masks, because in front of such a powerful opponent, any frightening disguise would have no effect at all, and instead appeared to be hypocritical!

Liu Qianlang saw that the other party took off their masks one after another, nodded slightly, and secretly thought that the other party still had a backbone when he was dying, at least he dared to show his true colors.

Liu Qianlang looked at the opponents one by one, and found that most of the opponents were over a hundred years old, and there were very few young people, but they all had bright eyes, and they knew they had great strength.

The two sides just looked at each other for a moment, and then immediately killed each other. But this time, the one hundred and four rudder masters learned the lessons of the first three, and did not give Liu Qianlang a chance to attack any of the rudder masters deeply. The rudder master will give a helping hand just right, so Liu Qianlang has to change the attack target reflexively.

Liu Qianlang's eyes showed fierceness, and when he saw the opponent's tricks, he let out a long roar, and his figure suddenly accelerated, using the magical skill of Wenyang Palace to overpower Huanyu, which he learned by chance at the Yibao Conference. In the void, there are Liu Qianlang's silver-clothed and white-haired figures everywhere, there are hundreds, thousands, tens of thousands, it is simply countless.

"The Wanderer's Promise! Are you from Wenyang Palace?" The one hundred and four helmsmen exclaimed in unison when they saw Liu Qianlang's strange changes. At the same time, he stared in horror at Lu Qianlang's cold, piercing eyes everywhere in the void.

Strangeness, evil, temptation, bloodthirsty, greed, coldness, death, these are the sensations of the one hundred and four helmsmen in an instant, and then they felt bursts of ice stings from different parts of their bodies, and then saw , the silver-white-haired man returned to the emerald-colored dragon again, with golden light flashing between his palms and ten fingers, and the golden light entangled himself and the one hundred and four rudder masters, the primordial spirits and true essence pills. , was crushed instantly by him, then with a sneer, the emerald-colored divine dragon suddenly swung away towards the top of Tongyun Palace.

After a while, the bodies of one hundred and four rudder masters all turned into blood mist, dispersed in the moonlight, and disappeared with the wind in the dark void.

Liu Qianlang was full of evil spirits, and there was a burst of crazily electric shots. In the blink of an eye, Yulong came to the top of the huge palace of Tongyun Palace, scanned the extremely magnificent buildings in the palace, and was about to dive down when he suddenly felt the pressure on the top of the palace. Unexpectedly, there was an imperceptible barrier, and he couldn't help being furious. He raised the Xianyuan sword and chopped it down with a clang. After hearing a crackling sound, a crack appeared on the barrier, and Liu Qianlang continued After a few more sword strikes, the barrier made a loud bang, and then disappeared.

Liu Qianlang felt a burst of joy, and flew towards the main hall of the palace master deep in the Tongyun Palace on the Cuigan Shenlong. When he was flying wildly over the layers of pavilions, he suddenly felt the misty clouds in front of him, and appeared A sea of ​​fog, and in the middle of the sea of ​​fog floats a looming palace top.

After Liu Qianlang inspected it, he was about to shoot into the thick mist, when suddenly he saw seven shining figures shooting from the curling clouds.

Looking closer, I couldn't help being shocked, seeing that the opponents were seven gray-robed old men with white hair and childlike faces. They were tall, short, fat, and thin, but their strengths turned out to be huge existences with the strength of the Nascent Soul stage.

"Hmm! Not bad! My little fellow Daoist, you actually defeated the thirteen special envoys for the implementation of the Soul Demon Order, the thirteen demon-killing ice wolves and the one hundred and eight rudder masters! And you have the ability to destroy the barrier. Speaking of which, you are still more than ten thousand!" It’s the first one in years. But it’s a pity, based on your current cultivation base, it’s just a dream to defeat our Seven Stars Emissary and break into Tongyun Palace!” said a chunky gray-robed old man among the seven white-haired and childlike elders.

"Haha! It seems that the Ice Wolf and the one hundred and eight rudder masters said the same thing just now! They all died miserably!" Liu Qianlang raised his head and sneered.

"That's them. In front of us, such a thing will never happen. I advise you little fellow Taoist to go back obediently. Seeing that your cultivation is hard-won, why come here to die!" The short, fat gray-robed old man continued.

"Haha, do you think I'm just looking for trouble? If it wasn't for your Hunsha sect master Ming Tianhe who did the dirty things that wronged me, why would I come here and have nothing to do?" Liu Qianlang said.

"Xian Tianhe?" The dumpy old man's eyes flashed when he heard the name, he glanced sideways at the other six gray-robed old men and repeated, his eyes flashed suddenly, and he said with a smile: "Hahaha, what you said about Ming Tianhe, this star envoy I do have the impression that he used to be a captain of the palace gate guard of Hunshamen, and had a relationship with this envoy, but there has been no news of him for more than ten thousand years, and it is rumored that he has gone to Mitiansha Valley to do evil. What kind of Hun Sha sect master is he, he is not even as good as a sweeper in Tongyun Palace? Hahaha, it seems that you were fooled by him!" The dumpy gray robed old man laughed.