My room has an arbitrary door

Chapter 312 The killing on the top of Mount Hua!
Wei Ziqing is no stranger to the top of Mount Hua!

This place has always been the sacred place of the Central Plains martial arts, and the five uniques of the year finally came to an end here, allowing the entire Central Plains martial arts to shine!

It’s just that the place in the extreme north is actually here, Wei Ziqing never imagined it, but since the mysterious fortune teller said so, Wei Ziqing believes in his heart, there is no need for him to lie to himself!

"Long'er, will you really be here?"

Wei Ziqing murmured softly, with a look of worry and expectation on his face.

The anticipation is because he is about to meet Xiaolongnv, but the worry is because he is worried that in this year of being arrested, will she be safe?
It's another year of snowfall.

The eyes are covered in silver, cold, but with a kind of arrogance. In Wei Ziqing's impression, Huashan has always been so fascinating and yearning!

But now, when he was on the top of Huashan Mountain, Wei Ziqing didn't have the time to think about these things, what he had was just dignified and serious!

Wei Ziqing is not a fool. If the esoteric sect of the King Kong Realm really hid in Huashan for a year, then he would never be seen so easily. Therefore, when Wei Ziqing arrived at Huashan, Wei Ziqing The prisoner's spiritual eye has never been closed again, although it will waste a lot of my exorcism power!

Soon, Wei Ziqing's golden and white spiral eyes narrowed suddenly, walked to the cliff behind the top of Mount Hua, and then jumped off.

The wind howled in my ears, and the cold wind was piercing, but, amidst the rapidly falling and flashing white scene, a black spot suddenly appeared on the halfway up the mountain. It was a hole-like entrance. Wei Ziqing With a twist of his figure, the body that was falling rapidly stopped suddenly, and when he appeared, he stepped on the entrance of the cave!

"No wonder no one knows where this little extreme north is. Who would have thought that under the top of Huashan Mountain, within this halfway up the mountain, there is another world!" Wei Ziqing narrowed his eyes suddenly and raised his hand. Grab it, a shadow, what, I caught it in my hand!

This is a man dressed as a lama, with a bald head, and around his neck is a string of prayer beads the size of a baby's fist, but the carvings on the beads are not Buddha statues, but are all kinds of Buddha statues in the Eighteen Hells. All kinds of ghosts!
And this big man's temples were slightly swollen. Even though he was only a second-rate expert, Wei Ziqing could tell at a glance that he was practicing the Dragon Elephant Boruo Kungfu that Jinlun Fawang once practiced!

"Sure enough, it's those damned esoteric people!" Wei Ziqing's face was filled with a sneer when he recognized the exercises practiced by this lama, but the male lama's eyes were full of confusion.

He was sent by Master to guard the entrance of this small extreme north, but his body suddenly flew upside down inexplicably, and how could he not be confused when he was caught in his hands?

However, when he saw how he was grasping his own person, the lama's face changed suddenly, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "Wei...Wei Ziqing!"

Wei Ziqing!
This person was the one who killed his elder brother!

Not to mention that he knew each other, even the entire Tantric sect knew exactly what this person looked like. He never thought that this Wei Ziqing would appear here now, and he opened his mouth and wanted to shout. !

Murderous intent flashed in Wei Ziqing's eyes, and before the lama could speak, he grabbed his hand, squeezed it suddenly, and there was a clicking sound, and the big lama's head was crushed in an instant!

Blood and brains overflowed, splashing all over the place!
Wei Ziqing didn't speak, but with a cold face, he stepped over the corpse and continued to move forward. Finally, he saw an iron gate. Under the prisoner's eyes, inside the iron gate was a world like an ice sculpture. Here, unexpectedly There are also all kinds of temples. Although they are rough, they are obviously carved out by this group of Tantric people in the past few years!

Kick it away, and the loud sound immediately attracted the attention of many Tantric people inside. This group of people flew out from various places, and surrounded Wei Ziqing in the blink of an eye!

When they saw Wei Ziqing clearly, more than 30 people from the Tantric sect were stunned for a moment, and then their murderous aura was everywhere, especially one of them, Qi Qi, was even more murderous!
It was an old lama about 80 or [-] years old. His face was extremely wrinkled, but his temples were bulging high, and his body was cultivated at the early innate stage. At this moment, his eyes were full of It was the color of prey, looking at Wei Ziqing with a look of gritted teeth.

Behind him and all around, there are several lamas standing. The highest level of cultivation has acquired a lot, but most of them are at the peak and first-class level!
Obviously, this group of people is the tantric sect who went to the tomb of the living dead back then, but soon after this group of tantric people appeared, hundreds of people dressed as Taoists also appeared in the various temples in this space Such a person!
When Wei Ziqing saw these people, his eyes narrowed, and then he sneered, they turned out to be from the Quanzhen Sect!
"Wei Ziqing, you really appeared!" The lama with innate cultivation did not speak, but someone among the Quanzhen congregation who arrived later roared angrily. This person is none other than Quanzhen. Liu Chuxuan, the eldest son among the seven sons, is just a top-notch expert, but now he looks so insignificant among a group of Tantric people!
Wei Ziqing gave them a cold look, his eyes suddenly burst out with terrifying murderous intent!
Enemy met, extremely jealous, what else would he say to this group of people? The moment he stretched out his hand, Liu Xuanchu flew towards Wei Ziqing uncontrollably!
Liu Chuxuan is just a top-notch expert, when has he seen this kind of method, and even more so, he would have thought that this Wei Ziqing, without saying a word, actually did it directly, and what's more, he directly picked himself when he did it?

Immediately, he yelled in horror at the congenital tantric master: "Minglun Dharma King, save me!"

"Damn it!" Minglun Fawang didn't expect Wei Ziqing to strike without saying a word. Hearing Chuxuan's words, he snorted coldly and grabbed Liu Chuxuan suddenly, trying to save him. !
Although the Quanzhen Sect is a bunch of trash, they have a strong prestige in the Central Plains, especially because they are Wei Ziqing's enemies. The so-called enemy's enemy is his friend, so he has to save him no matter what!
However, Wei Ziqing wanted him to die, who would let him live until the fifth watch?

When he just reacted, this Liu Chuxuan had already been caught in his hands, without saying a word, he was already like the lama at the door just now, his brains splashed all over, and he died!
Everyone was stunned!

The Esoteric King Minglun was also stunned. He never expected that Wei Ziqing's speed was so fast. After reacting, his face was furious, and he moved towards the shocked Quanzhen person and the Esoteric sect. The disciple yelled: "What are you still standing there for? Kill him and avenge Jinlun, Daochang Liu and others!"

Hearing Minglun Dharma King's words, this group of people finally came to their senses. One by one, they drew out their swords with a murderous look, and rushed towards Wei Ziqing. It looks so conspicuous!

"In such a rush to die?" Wei Ziqing looked at this scene, his eyes were full of cold murderous intent: "If that's the case, then I'll send you on your way!"

How could this group of ants, who haven't even reached the innate level, be able to look down on the existence of the Dao stage?

Wei Ziqing didn't draw his sword either. To deal with this group of people, he didn't need to use a sword at all. Instead, he chose the most violent method, that is, to use the palm technique!
With one palm, a terrifying giant palm formed in the void. When the giant palm was struck, the group of esoteric sect disciples and Quanzhen disciples who had rushed up did not even utter a scream, and instantly turned into a massacre. Mushed meat and broken limbs!

This is palm qi, but there is another saying, that is, true qi transforms into form!

Minglun Dharma King's expression changed drastically. Didn't they say that this Wei Ziqing was just an acquired existence?He...how could he be innate?And judging from the power of the transformation of zhenqi into form, this is definitely not the early stage of congenital, but the late stage of congenital!
His face was extremely terrified. Jinlun Fawang was his most proud disciple, but if he knew that this disciple was beaten to death by a late-stage congenital master, even if he valued him, he would never do it for him. revenge!

This is tantamount to hitting a stone with an egg!

The form in the arena was a massacre. When Wei Ziqing slapped dozens of his own people to death with a single palm, the remaining group of people began to fear and did not dare to go forward, but how could Wei Ziqing Let them go, that palm technique never stopped at all!
In less than a minute, the entire space was covered with blood and minced flesh. There were originally hundreds of Tantric disciples and Quanzhen disciples, but now there are less than ten!
"No... this is a demon, this is not a human, this is a demon!"

This group of people was finally scared. The entire space was terrifying like hell. Although they were used to killing, when had they seen such a terrifying scene?
The few remaining people finally collapsed, throwing down their swords one by one, no longer having the courage to fight, and frantically fled towards the distant gate. However, among the fleeing group of people, there was the so-called Minglun Dharma King!

Minglun Dharma King is not a fool, Wei Ziqing's displayed strength is no longer something he can look down on, so if he stays, he has to die, so he chose to run away!

Wei Ziqing was stunned for a moment, obviously, he did not expect that Minglun Dharma King would choose to retreat without a fight, but he is the chief culprit who captured the little dragon girl and killed the God Condor, how could Wei Ziqing let him escape ?

He shot a few sword qis at the remnants of the Esoteric School and Quanzhen Sect who were about to escape, but he suddenly appeared in front of the Minglun Fawang, and then, with a palm, he slapped down on the Minglun Fawang!
"Damn it!" Minglun Dharma King's complexion changed drastically, he circulated his true energy crazily, and wanted to resist Wei Ziqing's palm, but how could he resist, his whole body flew upside down, vomited blood, and fell to the ground, His face was pale, the entire tiger's mouth burst, and at the elbow, two white bones were exposed through the cuff, which was terrifying!
"No...you can't kill me. If you kill me, you won't be able to find Xiaolongnv again. You can't kill me!" Seeing Wei Ziqing slowly approaching him, Minglun Fawang looked terrified , begging weakly.

But what greeted him was Wei Ziqing's sneer: "No need, I know she's there!"

Immediately, under his terrified eyes, he slapped his head with a palm. This innate existence that people admired so much, under this palm, his head burst, his brains shot out, and he fell on the spot!
Until his death, he never expected that his final fate would be like this!
(End of this chapter)