He felt the flesh and blood in his body being sucked greedily by the spear that penetrated his body, and he couldn't help feeling a little powerless and regretful in his heart.

At the last moment of his life, he couldn't stop thinking about it in his muddy mind.

"If it's me who has this power... then it should be easy to unify Sen Luo..."

"With my current strength, I actually think of using political means to unify Sen Luo. It's really... ridiculous..." Shen Ling's old face, which had been sucked into too much flesh and blood, showed a bit of self-deprecation.

The so-called cultivator, the great power belongs to himself, if his cultivation reaches the level of Gu Qing'an, he can suppress the world by turning his palms.

Can you beat me with a spear?

Peng!

Blood blossoms burst in the air, and spiritual power dissipates.

Shen Ling, the Supreme Elder of Lei Ganmen, has fallen!

The number of deaths of the ascension monks in the Senluo world: 2

Chapter 408 God descends! The end! 4K

The Wanshou Snake Demon was suppressed by Gu Qingan in person, and Shen Ling, the aspiring elder of Lei Ganmen, was killed by Gu Qingan with a spear.

In addition, an Ascension cultivator from Beiyuan had fallen before, and Feng Xi had escaped.

At this time, there were only twelve remaining cultivators here.

Among them, the only ones who have reached the battle strength of the middle stage of Yuhua are: Fairy Qingyu, Master Zhengdao, Master of Demon Sect, Master Li, Wu Xiang, Qian Haoran, and Li Linrui.

The remaining five people were seriously injured in the previous fight against the Ten Thousand Heads of Snake Demons.

Even if Gu Qingan was standing in front of them, lazily, and it seemed that there were flaws all over his body, these cultivators did not dare to rush in.

attack? Who dares?

If it wasn't for the fact that Gu Qingan's aura as an outer **** had been seen through, making her ordering the power of heaven and earth extremely troublesome, the Feathering cultivators present could not even mobilize the power of heaven and earth under her coercion.

This kind of personal repression, even if the feathering cultivators are numerous, they are still not Gu Qingan's opponents.

If you do it rashly, it might be just like what Gu Qingan said, "It will be killed in two or three strokes."

And run away...

It was also a dead end. Several monks present did not feel that their speed could be faster than Feng Xi who had opened the Golden Phoenix Fairy Clothes.

Gu Qingan smiled, walked slowly, and walked towards these feathering cultivators, almost at the same time, causing everyone to retreat.

"How to do…"

"Outer God...how can he be so strong?"

Looking at their faces full of fear and doubt, Gu Qingan sighed softly.

"too weak."

"If it's just this level, prepare to die here."

As soon as the voice fell, Gu Qingan moved.

hum!

She flickered, leaving only a blood-red afterimage on the spot.

At this time, the ascension cultivators were all in danger, urging all their own means of protection.

A true dragon from the East China Sea, like Young Master Li, was vigilantly sensing the vicinity. His appearance was covered with scales, and the horns of conscience were pierced from his head.

On the outside of his body, there was a layer of one inch thick blue water shield.

This is one of the strange waters in the world that he has found from the bottom of the eyes of the East China Sea—Tianyi Zhenshui.

Once the real water is wrapped, it is impossible to enter. Thanks to the regeneration ability of this real water and real dragon, he is in the best condition among the five low-level cultivators.

but…

Still useless.

Because, at present, whether or not they can survive, everything about these feathered monks is insignificant,

The only thing that can decide who dies and who lives is to see if Gu Qingan chooses him to shoot.

And apparently, the guy's luck wasn't very good.

call.

The real dragon shivered suddenly, "It's so cold..."

But in the next moment, he realized that something was wrong, how could I be cold?

Even when swimming among the glaciers in the extreme north of the East China Sea, it is still impossible for a true dragon to feel the cold.

"I..." He felt a chill in his heart, instinctively warned, and on a whim, he suddenly looked at the shadow under his feet.

The shadow was as dark as ink, and it was still surging, like a living creature, showing a complete strangeness.

Then…

And then no more.

The ghost figure, which had already sneaked into its shadow, was drawn into the shadow with just one turn.

A feathered real dragon, without the slightest effort to fight back, was dragged into the shadow under his feet.

Gudong.

The ghost image rolled and disappeared.

The number of deaths of the ascension monks in the Senluo world: 3

"It's so simple, and a feather is dead?!" Li Linrui, who was seriously injured, sank in his heart.

Even though he knew of Gu Qing'an's horror, such ruthless slaughter still filled his heart with chills.

And then, it was Gu Qingan's killing time.

The blood spears formed by the blood clothes are like ghosts, stabbing out and retracting, and the simple action is either death or injury.

And the elusive ghost figure sneaked into the shadow unknowingly, and delivered a fatal blow when the cultivator avoided the blood spear.

laugh!

A bald monk with a string of skulls hanging around his neck suddenly let out a strange cry, and the next moment, a blood spear suddenly appeared in front of him and attacked him.

"Death to the black bone!" The skull head flew out from his neck, creating an inducing force, carrying the blood spear away in the opposite direction.

However, only for a moment.

Gu Qing'an's figure appeared behind him, and his five fingers were bent apart and grasped at his heart.

As soon as he slammed into the ground, he pierced his chest, and the blood cloak wriggled for a while, and this ghost sucked up his flesh and blood.

This is already the fourth feathered monk who has fallen since the war.

The number of deaths of the ascension monks in the Senluo world: 4

A cultivator of feathering who had been practicing for over a hundred years died like a dog in these dozen or so breathless hours.

Gu Qingan's eyes were sharp, and he could see the flaws of the cultivators. He was quick, accurate, and ruthless. As long as she was targeted and attacked, there was almost no chance of survival.

The number of deaths of the ascension monks in the Senluo world: 5…6…7…

In half a minute, all the low-level cultivators of feathering were the first to die. After all, they were too weak.

One mistake is equal to death.

Moreover, Gu Qingan is also giving priority to targeting these weaklings and sweeping them out.

There were only seven people left at the scene. These were above the middle stage of feathering, and they had different means. After taking precautions, they would not die so quickly.

However, if there is no accident, their death is also foreseeable.

Just at this dilemma, Fairy Qingyu suddenly exclaimed, attracting everyone's attention.

I saw that on her face, the red eyes that belonged to the ghosts opened, and then, a broken dharma appeared from it.

At the same time, a Divine Sense voice transmission appeared in the hearts of him and the other ascension cultivators.

It was Fairy Qingyu, her tone was hurried, "Help me delay the time, I want to activate the backhand that Xianjun gave me."

"What? Good!" Wu Xiang was overjoyed. He originally thought he was going to die here, but he didn't expect to have a chance.

"All right."

"how long will it takes?"

"Fifteen seconds."

Fairy Qingyu has been preparing for this ability before, and for this reason, she even gave up saving a few feathers, and at this time, it can finally be activated.

However, at the last step of activation, there is no way to hide it, and you have to face Gu Qingan directly.

These fifteen seconds are the most critical fifteen seconds.

Gu Qingan's heart moved slightly after seeing the dharma.

'That's the personality of Immortal Bai Yang...'

The next moment, a strong sense of repulsion came from all directions, and the repulsive force that the whole world had originally was completely motivated by Fairy Qingyu's sacrificing personality.

hum!

Gu Qingan even became a little bit transparent, this is not a broken void, turning into a rainbow and leaving.

It was her performance that she was about to be expelled from the world. After fifteen seconds passed, she would be completely expelled from the world.

"This..." Gu Qingan's eyes narrowed.

There is no doubt that this repelling force can act on her so directly, and it has something to do with the broken personality she devoured.

Bai Yang Xianjun is an immortal **** in the end, and there are still many methods.

It's just that his state is too bad, otherwise Gu Qing'an's soul would have been crushed to death long ago.

But...don't care.

Gu Qingan raised his head and looked at Fairy Qingyu, his eyes were cold.

"Fifteen seconds to kill you is more than enough."

Peng!

The next moment, Gu Qingan's figure disappeared again and entered a state of extreme speed.

"Stop her!" The Demon Sect leader shouted loudly, and with a move, he firmly blocked in front of Fairy Qingyu.

The rest of Yuhua also acted in the same way, and the spiritual power was dispersed. As the person with the most diverse spiritual power, the leader of the demon sect linked the spiritual power of you Yuhua with himself.

Formed a spiritual power network of feathered cultivators.

Although the defensive power may not be very good, it is also impossible to be touched by Gu Qingan without knowing it like before.

The only disadvantage is that it consumes too much, and it is not so easy to set up a spiritual power net in front of a strong person whose realm is higher than himself.

Peng!

Gu Qing'an's figure appeared, and he punched the spiritual power net. Even if Gu Qing'an began to be exiled and his strength dropped a little, it would still shock the spiritual net, and everyone vomited blood.

At this speed, it is absolutely impossible to last for fifteen seconds.

And the feathering cultivators have also keenly estimated this, and a hint of hesitation flashed in the eyes of the demon sect leader.

"Really...don't want to..."

However, in a flash, this hesitation was cut off by himself!

"Everyone, lend me your spiritual power."

In the next second, there was a crackling sound in his body, and his height suddenly rose to six meters. The temperament of the whole person also changed, and a lot of vitality began to burn.

Although the lifespan of the Demon Sect leader has been greatly shortened, in exchange, it is a terrifying power.

"This is..." A flash of surprise flashed in the eyes of Master Zhengyi. After the Demon Sect took the initiative to use this spell, the power level of the whole person was raised more than one step!

From the original weaker than him, it quickly rose up, and an inexplicable aura permeated from his body.

All the ascension cultivators were a little stunned except for Fairy Qingyu, who was also surprised.