The Devil's Wife, I Just Want to Survive

The wind in the mountains was fresh and slightly cool.

On the mountaintop where Wang Que was, there were already six figures covered in blood but not completely dead on the huge stone pillar.

As the breeze died down, a faint smell of blood floated up and lingered on Wang Que's nose.

"My fellow Taoists, I am the husband of the Xuanyin Sect's leader."

Wang Que sat cross-legged and scanned the surroundings. After a day, dozens of practitioners in the Lingtai realm had gathered here.

"If you practice near this place, I won't touch you."

"But if you want to covet my treasures, I won't be polite."

As Wang Que said this, his fingers moved slightly, and the ten figures on the stone pillars below him screamed miserably.

He didn't kill these people, first to let them know the consequences of provoking him, second to keep them for his wife's blood refining and soul extraction, and third to deter others.

"This Taoist..." The old man holding the sword was interrupted by Wang Que as soon as he opened his mouth: "One more thing, my Xuanyin Sect is still accepting disciples. If you have any ideas, you can bow down to me. I won't kill you."

The old man holding the sword was interrupted, and his face was extremely gloomy at this moment: "Tao..."

"Also, if you want to find trouble, just do it directly. I accept single fights and group fights."

"Fellow Taoist!" The old man holding the sword shouted angrily: "You! Don't! You are going too far!"

Wang Que turned his head and looked at him: "You interrupted me again and again. I am very kind not to kill you. Tell me, what do you want to say. "It's you" The old man's face is even more ugly: "interrupt the old man's words!" Who's? "Wang Que sneered:" All are present, everyone can talk well, you collapse one by one, do you use yourself as a master? "" I! " "Look at the sword" old man with a sword shot his sword, and the sword was killed with a very fast! Wang Que disdain and sneered, and he didn't even lift his hands. The people who had surrounded him narrowed their eyes when they saw this. Such an arrogant attitude...

The old man holding the sword stared at Wang Que and shouted: "Have you given up resistance?"

Wang Que ignored him and just looked at him indifferently.

Just when the old man holding the sword entered the three-meter range of Wang Que, Wang Que's fingers moved slightly and were about to lift up, and at this moment - the old man holding the sword flew backwards.

The blue spirit sword was sheathed, and the old man holding the sword bowed and clasped his fists: "This Taoist friend is very powerful. I can't defeat him. I will go to practice in the distance."

After saying that, the old man holding the sword flew to a tree branch in the forest a thousand meters away without looking back and sat cross-legged...

Wang Que half-raised his arm and blinked. He felt a little puzzled for a while.

Did that guy just give up without even touching him?

The other onlookers also frowned slightly. They also wanted to see what strength this guy from the Xuanyin Sect had.

Above the distant forest, the old man holding the sword was clear-headed: "Eyes can't deceive people. This boy's disdain for me doesn't seem to be pretended. He dared to attack within three meters. This boy must have a powerful weapon!"

On the stone pillar on the top of the mountain, Wang Que put down his hand and coughed lightly: "If you don't want to fight, please retreat 10,000 meters quickly. After half an hour, if there are still people within 10,000 meters, they will be my enemy."

A distance of 10,000 meters is a very safe distance in the Lingtai realm.

As Wang Que's voice fell, only a few people retreated in the cool mountain breeze, and most people were suspended in the air without moving.

Wang Que ignored these people and just slowly closed his eyes.

Three quarters of an hour passed quickly, and the number of Lingtai realm practitioners here not only did not decrease, but there were four or five more people.

Wang Que didn't open his eyes but smiled faintly: "Fellow Daoists, the time is almost up."

"Fighting ten people alone is considered a top-level genius in the same realm. Fellow Daoist, you are only in the early stage of Lingtai. Do you think you can stop so many of us?"

Another person sneered and said, "Yes, that guy from Xuanyin Sect, hand over the treasure in front of you!"

"What if you don't hand it over?" Wang Que opened his eyes and looked.

The man smiled even more sinisterly: "If you don't hand it over, you will die!"

Another person spoke at the same time as him: "Fellow Daoists, take action together. After killing this beast, each of you will fight for this treasure with your own ability!"

After the voice fell, the scene that should have been besieged together turned into a scene ofOne person took the lead.

These people's eyes flickered, and Wang Que raised his head and laughed: "Hahahaha... What a bunch of cowards!"

"I'm here, come and grab it if you dare!"

"Kill him and take the treasure!" Finally, someone shouted and took the lead: "Why are you still standing there? If the stalemate continues like this, the competition will only get more and more intense!"

"Go!"

"Kill him!"

Thirty or forty Lingtai realms rioted together, and for a while, all kinds of magic and magic attacked and killed them.

Wang Que had a faint sneer on his lips, and a golden bell shadow gradually solidified around him!

The three realms of stepping on the bridge, each realm is a huge improvement, and the defensive magic weapon of the stepping bridge realm... How can another thirty or forty Lingtai realms break it?

The answer is absolutely impossible!

If thirty or forty Lingtai realms attack the defensive magic weapon of the Renqiao realm, they may cause some damage to the magic weapon, but they are attacking defensive magic weapons! !

A powerful lion roar exploded from the center of the spell, and the next second, a faint red light enveloped a radius of hundreds of meters!

The red light spread over a thousand meters, and then a white-robed figure holding a dark halberd stepped out in the smoke and dust.

Wang Que said no more nonsense, and at this moment, every halberd smashed a person's bones as his figure flashed!

What kind of genius is Mo Lingqing?

It is difficult for her to fight a higher level than the sky bridge. If she didn't have the top-grade magic weapon like the Purple Ice Lotus Sword, could she kill the enemy across levels?

It's possible, but the probability may be one in a thousand or even one in ten thousand.

And she is so strong that it is difficult to fight across levels. How can these Lingtai realms be qualified to fight against the late Yuandan?

Or a martial artist in the late Yuandan period!

Not getting close is a realm crushing, and getting close is a crushing crushing!

Amid the exclamations, these people wanted to escape, but it was too late!

They were all enveloped by Wang Que's killing intentions.

In the same realm, although the killing intention fluctuations could not seriously injure them, they could weaken their strength a lot. After all, they had to use part of their minds to fight against the killing intention fluctuations that were constantly impacting their bodies and souls.

Stepping on the tortoise shell, speed crushed.

Fists and feet combined, strength crushed.

Magic attacks, physical crushed.

Everything was crushed, even if some of these people took out talismans, they would be smashed by Wang Que's halberd at this moment.

This was an unequal battle, and the two were not on the same level at all.

In less than a quarter of an hour, more than forty practitioners whose Dantian Qihai had been destroyed appeared on the huge stone pillar.

They were hung on the stone pillar, and the shrill wailing mixed with the slightly bloody mountain wind spread far away...

Thousands of meters away, the old man holding the sword turned around and ran away with his heart pounding.

Wang Que glanced at him but did not chase him, he was too lazy to chase him.

Half a day later, a beautiful female cultivator with the charm of a young woman flew here. When she saw more than sixty wailing figures...

She pulled her bra down to reveal two snow-white weapons, and flew over slowly with a smile on her face: "Brother Daoist, you are so powerful, can I get your protection?"