Waste only needs a system, I am strong only by myself

"I, a disciple of the Qingyun Sect, am incompatible with the demon cultivator! Today I want you to come and go!"

"Hahaha! I just heard a big joke, just because you are a little Qingyun sect disciple?"

"Slaying demons and demons is the duty of my Buddhist disciples. Fellow Taoists of Qingyun Sect, don't be afraid, the poor monk will help you!"

"Slaying demons and eliminating demons, count me as a student of Lingshan College, how can scholars of my generation just sit back and ignore them!"

this moment.

The scene of the student exchange meeting was inexplicably chaotic.

From each room, the roar of self-reporting the door came from all the time.

Zhang Hao clapped his hands and laughed.

"It's amazing!"

"It's a good local civilization student exchange meeting, and it's all monks from our Haotian Continent."

"Is this the legendary cultural invasion?"

The audience in the auditorium was even more confused.

Shouldn't the student exchange meeting be where everyone is friendly, talking freely and swimming in the ocean of knowledge?

Take a look!
This noisy scene, this murderous whole family at every turn, involves the elegant greetings of eighteen generations of ancestors.

Why is it completely different from what you imagined?
The host responsible for maintaining order at the scene hurriedly stood up to stop it.

"Students, be safe and don't be impatient!"

"If there is any hatred between you, if there is any hatred, you can solve it in private!"

"Now it's the site of the student exchange meeting, not the vegetable market at the door!"

"Please be quiet!"

His words were totally ignored.

The atmosphere is still hot.

The atmosphere has reached a high point, all kinds of swear words are rampant, very indecent and unpleasant.

At this time.

There was a hissing and lung-piercing cry.

"Shut up!"

"Stop scolding me! Woohoo!"

A room suddenly exploded, and a strong man with bloody smoke came out.

He was trembling all over, and there were two lines of fresh tears hanging on his face!
He is a domineering and cruel demon cultivator, and on this occasion, he was scolded and cried alive!
Really!

He swears!
As a cruel and heartless demon cultivator, this was the first time he heard such vicious curses.

He has only heard of being beaten and cried, but he has never heard of being scolded and cried.

"Too much!"

"I can't take it anymore!"

"Look, you so-called decent people, can't you go too far?"

"What kind of skill is cursing!"

"Come out and fight!"

"come!"

"The loser stays alive!"

There was no sound or movement in the scene.

Everyone's face is full of disbelief.

How did he do it?
You must know that in places where aura cannot be used, all their powerful secret techniques cannot be used.

Although they have a strong ability to adapt, they have studied the unique vitality and battle qi in this world, and they have gained some experience.

But it is absolutely impossible to reach the level of this demon cultivator.

you could put it that way.

The aura displayed by the demon cultivator who was scolded and crying seemed not to be affected by the inability to use the aura at all.

"come!"

"Didn't you scold me very vigorously just now?"

"Why is there no sound now?"

Everyone shut their mouths knowingly. In this case, how could they make a sound.

"presumptuous!"

"Little boy, is he so violent that he not only blows up the meeting room, but also clamors to kill people?"

"I, the six-star swordsman host, don't take me seriously!"

The bloodthirsty light flashed in Moxiu's eyes, and he snorted coldly.

With a swipe, it disappeared in place.

When it reappeared, it was behind the host who had already arrived.

Silky black threads wrap it around.

The host fell to the ground in pain, twitching non-stop.

"My... grudge!"

"What did you...do...to me?"

The strong man Moxiu sneered.

"Your vindictiveness is mine now!"

"Thanks to this sixth-rank great swordsman, Lao Tie, for sending him battle qi!"

"Old iron 666!"

This scene shocked the people above the auditorium.

"Is he absorbing the battle energy of that swordsman?"

"This is terrifying!"

"What do the current colleges teach?"

These natives, have never seen such cruel, evil, and weird methods.

For a moment, I didn't know how to react.

Lin Wan'er in the auditorium was very surprised.

When this demon cultivator appeared, she recognized him.

That was Liu Qinghui, her former fierce general of the Wanmo Palace.

"This kid has changed so much?"

Lin Wan remembered that before she left Wanmo Palace, Liu Qinghui lost his soul after both of his waists were crushed by decent people because of his physical disability.

Lin Wan'er did not expect that Liu Qinghui would appear here, and he seemed to have regained his previous glory, and seemed to have mastered the world's power system.

"There are no scars on his waist anymore. It should be that the crooked mouth spirit king used the spirit boy to make up his body."

"So... that's fine."

"My incompetent Palace Master, you can rest assured."

"I just hope that the Crooked Mouth Spirit King can treat my people kindly."

soon.

The vindictiveness of the sixth-rank great swordsman was completely sucked away.

He was completely depressed, crying loudly.

"I... my grudge!"

"Whooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!"

Liu Qinghui laughed out loud.

"Return your fighting spirit? If I can spare your dog's life, I'm already in a good mood."

"Get out of here quickly, don't hang around in front of me, or I'll screw your head off."

"Hahaha, after absorbing battle energy, I am stronger again."

"In the Haotian Continent, I lost my waist and kept promises."

"In the Tianhan Continent, I will regain my glory and strike hard!"

"The power system of this world suits me inexplicably."

Liu Qinghui's face was grim.

"Now it's your turn!"

"Famous and decent?"

"It's just a cowardly turtle!"

"If you have the guts to curse, you don't have the guts to admit it."

"In this case, I searched for each door one by one."

all of a sudden.

The people in the room broke out in cold sweat.

If I knew it earlier, I wouldn't be pretentious!

Swearing is fun for a while, and the crematorium afterwards.

Liu Qinghui is in a great mood now.

Just like picking a blind box, looking for targets in many rooms, he kept walking around the room, teasing.

The people in the room heard the sound of footsteps coming and going, and their heartbeats kept speeding up.

Sudden.

Liu Qinghui stopped in front of a room.

"I'm coming in!"

"Jie Jie Jie!"

"Tremble, cry!"

He flung the door open.

There are three people sitting in the room.

A handsome boy with shocking appearance and two beautiful ladies.

Zhang Hao's face was full of bewilderment, and he stared at Liu Qinghui.

Good guy.

How lucky!
The first blind box draw, I was drawn!
How eager are you to die!
"There is no trace of vitality and fighting energy fluctuations in the whole body."

"Hehe, you must be a hypocritical decent person."

"Are you glad you scolded me just now?"

"Let me take you on your way."

Zhang Hao shrugged.

"Heaven has a way, you don't go, hell has no door, you break in."

"Old Tie, your way is gone!"