Cultivation of Immortals: God-level sign-in system

Each of them held their long swords, and slowly surrounded the two strange youths and girls who appeared suddenly in front of them.

After the young man saw this scene, his face didn't change much. Instead, he touched his nose and laughed.

On the contrary, it was the girl who asked nervously, "Junior Brother Gu, I, is it really okay for us to be like this?"

That's right, this young man was none other than Gu Changsheng, and this girl was naturally Li Qingyue.

Hearing this, Gu Changsheng said helplessly with a slight headache: "Senior Sister, if you are worried, just wait for me in the woods. I will come to you after I deal with these Qingtian Sect people."

It's not that Gu Changsheng is impatient, it's just that Li Qingyue has asked the same question many times along the way, let alone Gu Changsheng, even if it's a different person, I'm afraid it will be the same.

After all, Li Qingyue has never done such a showy, even arrogant thing, but there is a different kind of excitement in her heart, even a sense of exhilaration and thrill, so her heart is actually very contradictory.

At this moment, after hearing Gu Changsheng's words, she quickly shook her head and said, "No, no, if something happens later, if I'm in the woods, I won't feel it at all, and I won't have time to respond to you, I will follow you , at least wait until something goes wrong, and I can take you away."

Gu Changsheng said helplessly: "Senior sister, can you be more confident in me?"

Li Qingyue rolled her eyes and said, "Junior Brother Gu, I have never heard of this Qingtian Sect. Needless to say, I know that it must be a powerful sect of the Eastern Wasteland. I have confidence in you, and I don't think we Single-handedly, you can pick an entire camp of the sect."

This sentence is really very reasonable, at least in Gu Changsheng's heart, he finally couldn't say anything to refute it.

But the gazes of the sword-wielding monks of the Qingtian Sect became strange, especially the leader, who frowned and said with a slightly sarcasm: "I heard it right, just the two of you can Want to challenge our entire Qingtian Sect?"

Gu Changsheng smiled and said very politely: "Why? Can't you? It's okay, you don't have to panic, as long as you hand over the seeds of luck, I can spare your lives."

"I think you got kicked in the head by a donkey!"

A sneer suddenly appeared on the face of the law enforcement disciple of the Qingtian Sect. With a flick of his long sword, he drew a sword flower, and then stabbed straight at Gu Changsheng's face.

Gu Changsheng shook his head, sighed and said, "Whenever I am friendly with others, why do people always like to force me to take action?"

The law enforcement disciple who made the move shouted: "Pretending to be a ghost, my sword can kill you!"

The sword light flashed away.

Gu Changsheng still stood there lazily.

But the law enforcement disciple of Qingtian Sect was strange and froze.

Then his body fell back and made a "bang" sound.

The scene was quiet for a while.

Afterwards, many law-enforcing monks looked at the fallen law-enforcing disciple with dull expressions, and saw a straight sword mark on the opponent's face, between the eyebrows, extending downward from the center of the eyebrows, all the way Not in the collar.

With just one strike, this cultivator, who was about to step into the foundation establishment realm, was already dead and couldn't die anymore.

When these monks reacted, their expressions changed immediately. They all stared at Gu Changsheng as if facing a formidable enemy, and at the same time retreated slowly into the camp.

"Not good, there is a powerful enemy invading, hurry up, go tell the elder!"

A law enforcement disciple standing behind stared at Gu Changsheng angrily, and shouted at another law enforcement disciple.

Immediately, several law enforcement disciples rushed into the camp, obviously to report the news.

The rest of the law enforcement disciples stared nervously at Gu Changsheng, as if they were afraid that Gu Changsheng would attack them again.

However, what they didn't expect was that Gu Changsheng had no intention of intercepting them at all, but just sat and watched them report the news.

At the same time, Gu Changsheng looked at the remaining law enforcement monks indifferently, and said, "Now, do I need to repeat what I just said?"

While speaking, Gu Changsheng hooked his fingers, and a stone of luck suddenly floated on the chest of the corpse on the ground.

"Just one piece. I said your Qingtian Sect's strength is too weak, right?"

Gu Changsheng was obviously dissatisfied. He found that these ordinary disciples would not have more than one seed of luck on their bodies. What kind of concept is this?
That is to say, even if Gu Changsheng went to grab more ordinary disciples, the speed at which the luck seeds would accumulate would not be too fast.

However, when the other law enforcement disciples heard this sentence, their faces darkened, and someone warned: "This is the territory of our Qingtian Sect. Your Excellency has no grievances or enmity with our Qingtian Sect, but you killed our Qingtian Sect without authorization!" As a monk, we will not finish this matter with you!"

Gu Changsheng smiled. He looked at the monk who spoke, and then said: "I said, were you blind just now? This person is going to kill me. I killed him because he was not strong enough. It has nothing to do with me."

"As for what you said about having no injustice and no enmity, I don't think so. The treasures of heaven and earth are for the virtuous. I think my virtue is very good. If you have the seeds of luck, why don't you give them to me to help you keep them?" Bar."

"Your Excellency really speaks loudly!"

Just as the other law-enforcing monks felt angry and were startled by Gu Changsheng's shameless remarks, a hoarse voice came from the camp.

Gu Changsheng turned his head, swept his gaze, and immediately saw an old-looking monk walking out slowly from the inside.

The monk's face was covered with goosebumps and criss-cross wrinkles. What Gu Changsheng didn't expect was that this Jindan monk, who looked like an elder of the Qingtian Sect, actually looked like an old man in his dying years. It can be seen that the kind of life is not long.

"Are you the elder of the Qingtian Sect?"

Gu Changsheng was very interested, and answered something that was not the question.

The Golden Core cultivator, who seemed to be dying soon, grinned, showing a very ugly smile, then he looked at Gu Changsheng and said, "Yes, I am, Your Excellency came here in such a hurry, I have written my last words ?"

Gu Changsheng slowly pulled out the long sword that was carried behind him, and with the same smile on his face, he talked frankly: "I am still young, so I don't need any last words, but you, the elder, I think you are not long in your life." , Today, I spoke rudely again, don’t you know if you have left your last words? Lest you, disciples and grandchildren, be too sad.”