Wrongly practicing evil skills, imitating the laws of nature

Fourth Elder Jin Ladi was extremely skilled at killing.

It could be said that he had the most killing methods in the sect, bar none.

Leaving aside the ant-like ordinary people he had killed, even the various martial artists in the Jianghu, if piled up, would probably form a tower.

A tower that could allow him to ascend step by step to meet the Thunder God.

This seemed innate, stemming from the techniques and secrets the Thunder God had told him, most of which were related to killing.

The people of the Thunder God Sect were already not to be trifled with in the Jianghu, and Fourth Elder Jin Ladi was even more of a killing god among killing gods.

Over the years, few people dared to touch the Thunder God Sect, let alone elders like him.

Jin Ladi also found it very strange. Compared to many sects in the Jianghu, their Thunder God Sect was the most indifferent to the world, only following the sound of thunder, not occupying any territory, at most occasionally going mad and killing some people at will, or capturing some people to do experiments as instructed by the Thunder God.

Yet such a peaceful sect was targeted by a shameless fellow.

Was there still any order? Was there still any morality?

Looking at the dead sect members, Jin Ladi's anger was unavoidable, and so was his excitement.

The excitement of encountering such a person.

Although he didn't want to admit it, the emotion of fear was also real.

This Old Devil's methods were worthy of his high regard.

Initially, he used the sword, using sword fingers to kill people. Later, he came up with a bizarre and unpredictable saber technique. Even his senior brother, Tie Disheng, died under his demonic claws. Tonight, he suddenly came up with the Dao Heart Demon Seed Art.

Just how many methods did this Old Devil have? It was really impossible to see through him.

But he definitely didn't have as many killing methods as him!

In an instant, Jin Ladi's eyes were filled with confidence again.

The confidence of a strong man.

So he decided that tomorrow, after finding traces of Old Devil Duan, he would launch a thunderous attack on him together with the women of Honglou.

The more thunderous the means, the better!

Dealing with this kind of demon, they didn't need to talk about Jianghu morality at all!

Inside the Jade Pearl Villa, Duan Yun stretched out his right hand, and a faint blue arc of electricity jumped from his palm.

A trace of it touched his hair, and his hair fluttered instantly.

This absorbed lightning power was quite wonderful, but unfortunately, the strength was not enough, and it could only barely be used to perm hair.

Perhaps only by absorbing more people could there be enough power.

At this time, Duan Yun rubbed his fluttering hair while thinking about problems with his world-shattering wisdom.

He had to find a suitable opportunity as soon as possible to launch a thunderous offensive against the lunatics of the Thunder God Sect and the crazy women of Honglou.

The more thunderous the means, the better!

Thinking about swinging his arms and killing his way through these heretics, Duan Yun and the saber Wenrou both became excited.

No, in Duan Yun's perception, even the Jade Sword Immortal Dharma Idol was excited.

In the room with the window open, Duan Yun practiced sword stances and absorbed the moonlight. The Jade Sword Immortal Dharma Idol behind him sometimes had white silk, sometimes black silk, and his expression sometimes dignified, sometimes indifferent, constantly changing.

Early in the morning, many figures had already appeared on the graveyard mountain of Jade Pearl Villa.

Unless it was during the annual Qingming Festival, it was rare for more than five people to appear on this huge graveyard mountain.

Because this place was buried with too many corpses, ordinary people would feel very uncomfortable here. If you had to use words to describe it, it would be too underworldly, making people unable to bear it.

In addition, some ghostly and strange things often appeared in this area, such as those scarecrows in brightly colored red clothes, so usually few people dared to come here.

But at this moment, there were many people walking on the mountain.

The leader had a long iron flute inserted in his head, like a monster, giving people an eerie feeling.

They were naturally people from the Thunder God Sect.

In fact, the people of the Thunder God Sect didn't like this graveyard mountain either, because it would affect their perception.

But at this time, they were on the mountain.

They were going to the high point of this graveyard mountain.

The method they were about to use to track down Old Devil Duan would not be affected by this graveyard mountain, but it needed to be at a high place to be better utilized.

And following behind them were naturally the Jianghu heroes who came to watch the excitement.

Of course, not many came.

More people were waiting for news at the foot of the mountain. They didn't dare to get too close to the people of the Thunder God Sect.

This graveyard mountain was covered with tombs and black bamboo. If the people of the Thunder God Sect lost control when they used their methods and went crazy, they would probably be killed and buried on the spot.

Those who dared to follow and watch were all brave ones.

Early in the morning, Shen Ying hurriedly cooked breakfast, left some for Duan Yun, and ran to watch the excitement.

This area hadn't been this lively for many years. Even when the jade mine was at its hottest, there weren't this many people.

The Demon Slaughtering Ceremony was really grand.

This morning, Duan Yun didn't get up much later than Shen Ying.

As soon as Shen Ying left, he was already eating porridge.

Compared to only having red fermented bean curd yesterday, today there was an extra salted duck egg.

Whether it was red fermented bean curd or salted duck eggs, they were a perfect match with porridge.

Duan Yun ate very quickly because he was about to scout the area.

He had asked himself, if he wanted to kill his way through the enemy, where would be the best place?

The answer was behind him.

The huge graveyard mountain behind Jade Pearl Villa was his best battlefield.

There was a lot of death energy distributed on the graveyard mountain, which was convenient for him to use the Death Qi Breaking Body Sword Qi.

However, the death energy on the graveyard mountain also had varying degrees of concentration, so he had to find a relatively concentrated area that could continuously output.

When the time came, he would let this group of people come to slaughter, and he wanted to see whether it was his young hero who drove more Death Qi Breaking Body Sword Qi, or whether there were more heretics and devils who came to kill him.

Although he had won many battles, Duan Yun still had no pride.

Before escaping from the lake last night, he sensed a terrifying enemy.

Although there were many people watching the Demon Slaughtering Assembly, there should be hidden experts.

Duan Yun quickly went up the mountain.

The graveyard mountain in Jade Stone Town had a long history, but few people went to the top of the graveyard mountain, so few people knew the scenery around the top of the mountain.

When he got here, the black bamboo became sparse, as if the black bamboo, which was good at being continuous, could not grow arbitrarily here.

The soil was reddish, as if it was soaked in blood.

It was difficult to say how the graveyard mountain was formed, whether the tombs spread from the top of the mountain to the bottom, or gradually piled up from the bottom to the top.

However, it was visible to the naked eye that there were more corpses on the top of the mountain, and the tombs and tombstones were more dilapidated.

Some places even gave people a feeling of a mass grave.

"This is it."

At this time, Elder Jin Ladi stopped and said.

A group of seven people stopped, and the dozen or so Jianghu heroes behind them did not dare to go forward, and even retreated a distance, watching from afar.

Jin Ladi looked at the two young disciples and said lightly: "The sect will remember you, and the Thunder God in the sky will come to guide you."

Saying that, he took out two metal tubes.

These two dark gold metal tubes were very thin, but contained mechanisms. When pulled, they would become longer.

Soon, Jin Ladi had two metal thin tubes that were a zhang long in his hand.

The thin tubes were also engraved with tadpole-like characters, which were Thunder characters that only the people of the Thunder God Sect could decipher.

At this time, Jin Ladi opened his mouth and spit out some syllables from his throat.

These syllables were very flat, without any ups and downs, giving people a feeling that they were not human words.

A gust of wind blew, as if he was talking to the evil spirits on this graveyard mountain, or communicating with the gods in the sky.

He raised the hand holding the metal thin tube high.

Seeing this, the two young disciples, one was expressionless, and the other was trembling all over, with tears streaming down his face.

The next moment, two metal thin tubes were suddenly inserted!

A sound of broken flesh and bones suddenly sounded, and two Thunder God Sect members were directly penetrated by the metal thin tubes!

Entering from the top of the head and drilling out from under the abdomen, the two people were like broken toys hanging on two thin tubes.

The terrible thing was that they did not die on the spot, their hands and feet were still dancing, and they were breathing with their mouths open.

The moment the two metal thin tubes were soaked in blood, they buzzed strangely.

Along with it, the life flute on the top of the Thunder God Sect people's heads vibrated.

The buzzing sound spread far away, even the people at the foot of the mountain could hear it.

Elder Jin Ladi held the two blood-stained metal thin tubes and closed his eyes.

"Hmm~~~"

"Found it!"

"But, why is it so."

"Close!"

Jin Ladi suddenly turned around and saw a handsome young man standing a hundred steps away.

The young man was also looking at him, his eyes clear: "Are you looking for me?"

"Old Devil Duan!"