Chapter 737 Social Death!

"Boom!"

The Taoist spirit emerged from Daozi Wang Ye's body. He pressed down two bamboo hat minions of the same realm with his palm and they were annihilated almost instantly, turning into a pile of ashes. This move also alarmed the person in charge of this area. Two cultivators of the third realm of the Emperor Dao had cold eyes and snorted: "A few more ants who don't know how to live or die!"

Jian Qingzhu.

Gu Dongliu.

Wang Ye.

The Palace Master of Huangtian Palace.

They looked at each other, and their bodies were steaming with surging fighting spirit. When their eyes were fixed on the two third-level minions, they looked at each other and said: "Kill them out." Many people cooperated together and burst out with the strongest fighting power in an instant. They had found a flaw in the hunting early, and now rushed forward.

"Kill!"

The two black-robed bamboo hats of the third realm of the Emperor Dao obviously did not expect these ants to be so strong. In a collision, they were both injured, which shocked them. If they were not so focused on escaping, if they focused on attacking them, wouldn't they have a chance to kill them?

As the extreme cold surged, the desire to hunt also became stronger. They still liked to slaughter geniuses. The two of them tried to hunt in a circle, but after a few breaths, a cold light flashed and the two were beheaded, which completely alarmed the southern part of the city. The black-robed minion of the fourth realm of the emperor who was in charge of this place cast his eyes.

The pressure rose.

"The fourth realm of the emperor!"

The pressure on Jian Qingzhu and his men surged. When they killed two third-level emperors, they still worked together, and Jian Qingzhu's words and magic played a role at the critical moment. Even so, they were almost exhausted. Now the pressure of a fourth-level emperor came, and it was ten times more. They even felt that the three brothers and sisters of Tianmo had noticed this place.

"Boom!"

After the arrival of the fourth-level cultivators, the situation was overwhelming in just a few rounds. Li Sheng's eyes were filled with grief and anger. She wanted to activate a key talisman paper, which was given to them by No. 2. It could save their lives at a critical moment. But when she started to act, she felt a gentle big hand slowly pressing down and stuffing the talisman paper she took out back in.

At the same time, a figure in green stood in front of them. He looked at the black-robed minion of the fourth level of the imperial way with an expressionless face. In just a moment, a chill flashed between heaven and earth, and the fourth-level imperial way minion in a bamboo hat instantly turned into flying ashes and was buried between heaven and earth.

And the people behind him.

Jian Qingzhu.

Gu Dongliu.

Wang Ye.

The Lord of the Desolate Heaven Palace.

Li Sheng.

They were all stunned, looking at the familiar and gentle figure in green shirt in front of them, an indescribable emotion surged fiercely in their chests, with expectation and joy, and a bit of disbelief, and when the figure slowly turned around, several people's faces were instantly filled with bright smiles, and they were choked with excitement and could not spit out.

"Chu Xun!"

"Number Nine!"

"Brother Chu!"

"Elder Chu!"

Suddenly, several people could no longer suppress the ecstasy in their hearts. Even though they knew the news of Chu Xun's resurrection through Jiang Chen, when he really stood in front of them, the surging excitement and ecstasy drowned out the crisis of being in danger, and even when they saw the green shirt figure who was sheltering from the wind and rain, they no longer felt that there was any crisis here.

The entire Chiyang City fell into a slight silence. Unlike the previous death of a cultivator of the third realm of the Emperor Dao, the death of a cultivator of the fourth realm of the Emperor Dao attracted a lot of attention, especially the three brothers and sisters of Tianmo, who all looked over, and the leader said to himself: "Finally appeared!"

How could he not care about this mysterious fifth realm cultivator who even noticed their formation in advance, thus advancing the robbery one step ahead? It was just that the other party was reluctant to show up, and he did not force him. He was relieved when he saw the other party's figure appear.

When the Lord of Chiyang City saw the green-shirted man from Taihang Daoyuan, his face also showed loneliness and complexity. He had been looking forward to the other party's appearance. Even if they were not opponents with their strength, it would not be a problem to hold on until the strong men of Taihang Daoyuan came. Besides, there were many cultivators of the fourth realm of the Emperor Dao in the city.

Now these people were slaughtered, and they could not condense into a fighting force at all. It was too late to show up again at this time. He felt a little regretful.

"Long time no see!" Chu Xun looked at everyone with gentle eyes, and there was a warmth rising in his heart. After a thousand years of separation, we finally met!

"Chu...!" Gu Dongliu wanted to greet excitedly, but seeing the slightly playful eyes, he held back the words on his lips, his face flushed. Li Sheng and Jian Qingzhu, who also wanted to greet, also thought of something, and coughed twice with flushed faces, making the joyful atmosphere very strange.

The Palace Master of Huangtian Palace knew the inside story. If he hadn't noticed something at the critical moment and kept his mind focused, his end would probably be the same as these people. He looked at the group members with righteousness and confusion, as if he didn't understand their expressions, and at the same time he spoke to Chu Xun confidently, saying: "Number nine, long time no see!"

"Yeah!" Chu Xun nodded gently.

The Palace Master of Desolate Heaven Palace was calm and pulled his mouth to hold back a smile. At the same time, he was really glad for his foresight, otherwise he would have died on the spot like several juniors. When he saw Daozi No. 7 from the corner of his eye, he was secretly confused. Didn’t Wang die on the spot?

Daozi Wang also had a casual and natural expression. He saw all the expressions of the group members. He looked lazy and casual, but he was very stern in his heart. He secretly muttered: I was practicing the secret art of summoning souls at that time and noticed a little clue. How could No. 5 know that Chu Xun was not dead? Sure enough, the old ones are still the best!

The expressions of the group members.

In a brief moment.

It’s like completing a big play.

Gu Dongliu looked at No. 5 and No. 7 with a red face. He originally thought that the group of friends were like him, and even sneakily picked up some clues from No. 6. At that time, he was very happy that he was not the only one who died. , now it seems...it seems that only he and No. 6 are dead? No, No. 4 is also dead?

However, the expression of the woman among the three brothers and sisters of the Demon became gloomy. She beheaded a monk of the fourth level of the Emperor Realm in front of them. This was particularly distressing in the eyes of the three brothers and sisters. Afterwards, she remained with her old friend as if nothing had happened. , chatting, this is too much, but I don't take them into consideration, my face is as gloomy as water, and I say coldly: "Boy, you are too crazy!"

Chu Xun frowned and reunited with his old friend. The atmosphere after a long absence was ruined and he was in a very unhappy mood. He didn't take action earlier because he wanted the Lord of Chiyang City to test out the identity of the three brothers and sisters. Unexpectedly, the Lord of Chiyang City didn't dare to do so until the end. Then he saw Jian Qingzhu's actions, and wanted to see the strength of his old friends. It has been delayed until now. Do these three brothers and sisters think that they are afraid of them?