Jiang Lan stood beside the middle-aged man.
The other party was from the Heavenly Human Race.
If it was in the past, he might have found a way to send this person to accompany Feng Ji and the rest.
But the plan had changed.
Killing one or two from the Heavenly Human Race would not allow the Heavenly Human Race to accept him, but as long as he could fully control the Deity Position…
His fortuitous opportunities might be even more complete.
The speed of becoming stronger would be faster.
The road ahead would be easier.
This way, he could solve the problem of the Heavenly Human Race being unable to tolerate his existence.
However, since the previous person only wanted to ask for directions, he wanted to ask if the other party had any doubts before he ended his life.
After answering, he could send him on his way.
Although it was only leaving the Black Peak Pagoda, it was not much different from killing them.
"Do… Do we have a grudge?" The middle-aged man asked Jiang Lan.
Pu!
Jiang Lan pulled out his spear and slashed across his opponent's body.
Light quickly appeared.
"I just wanted to give you a ride. I don't mean anything else."
Jiang Lan answered softly.
After the middle-aged man disappeared, Jiang Lan turned to look at the other six heavenly humans. His voice was emotionless.
"Do you people want to ask any questions?"
As his voice fell, Jiang Lan moved. His spear pierced through the air.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
In just a few breaths' time, Jiang Lan passed by the six of them, his spear connecting all their bodies together.
Hexakill.
Jiang Lan looked at the person in front and said softly.
"That person is waiting outside. He might be in a hurry to meet you guys."
The heavenly human at the very front looked at Jiang Lan with fear in his eyes.
It was as if he was looking at a demon.
It was as if the other party was an evil spirit sent from the depths of hell.
Whoosh!
He swung his spear.
The six of them turned into light and left.
After dealing with the Heavenly Human Race, Jiang Lan turned to look at his Senior Brothers.
When he turned around, he shocked Ji Qiu and Ji Jiang.
This person had come out of nowhere and killed seven people in a row.
The seven of them did not even have any ability to resist.
After all, these people were Human Immortals. It was impossible for them to not be able to resist.
However, when the other party looked over, they felt it.
He was emitting a powerful pressure.
This person was not a Human Immortal.
For a moment, they wanted to escape, but before they could move, they saw Bei Fang moving forward.
"He's going to die. Is Senior Brother Bei Fang crazy?"
Ji Jiang had this thought in his mind and felt that he should think of a way to escape.
Very soon, he was stunned because Bei Fang had started talking to the other party and it sounded like he knew him.
"We meet again," Bei Fang said gratefully.
"I have yet to thank you for saving my life in the Ice Cicada Forest, but you have saved me once again."
There was still that time when he slayed the demonic dragon for Bei Fang in the Kunlun Temple… Jiang Lan answered in his heart before whispering.
"I want the fifth level to myself. Are you guys going to the sixth level or the fourth?"
Jiang Lan wanted to eliminate everyone on the fifth floor.
But he would not kill those from Kunlun.
"To the sixth floor," Bei Fang said immediately.
Although he didn't understand why, the other party usually did things quite seriously.
His cultivation level was much higher than theirs, so they were definitely unable to participate in his plan.
"Are there others from Kunlun here?" Jiang Lan looked at Bei Fang.
"There are many more," Bei Fang answered immediately.
After a moment of silence, Jiang Lan held his spear and walked in another direction.
"Follow me."
They then followed Jiang Lan.
At this moment, Ji Qiu and Ji Jiang saw what it meant to crush everything.
They were horrified to discover that this person wanted to eliminate everyone on the fifth level.
No matter who it was, as long as they did not leave the fifth level voluntarily, they would be cleared out.
And all of them were killed in a single move.
Along the way, they met another person who was sweeping through the floor as well.
The other party was a True Immortal.
They initially thought that there would be a great battle, and yet…
It only took one move to send the other party out as well.
They were suddenly glad that their Senior Brother Bei Fang knew the other party.
In the process of clearing the area, Jiang Lan discovered that there were faint lights flashing on him continuously.
The Senior Brothers behind him also had them.
If he cleared them now, would there be more light?
He could try it if he had the chance.
…
Outside.
All of them stared at the fifth level in astonishment.
Ao Longyu watched as people were continuously sent out from the fifth level.
And the injuries were shockingly similar.
One kill.
She didn't seem to know anyone on the fifth floor.
Her Junior Brother should be on the fourth or third floor.
Her reclusive Junior Brother would only stay with her or act alone.
Just like a lonely old man.
…
"That hurts."
The Eighth Prince looked at the person in front of him who fell to the ground and cried out loudly. It was a female cultivator. There was a bit of light on her body.
A hole had been pierced through her body.
Fortunately, with the help of an immortal technique, she recovered very quickly.
"I just wanted to ask for directions but he actually killed me directly. Why didn't he just kill everyone on the fifth level?"
Yan Xiyun looked at the Black Peak Tower angrily.
After her injuries recovered, she planned to leave.
Bang!
Suddenly, someone fell in front of her.
She looked up and saw that the person had also fallen from the fifth floor.
Then, she lowered her head to look at his wound.
It was somewhat similar to hers.
Before she could react, more people started falling.
Bang!
Bang!
Six figures fell in front of her.
Everyone's injuries were the same.
Yan Xiyun looked up in surprise.
Then…
People kept appearing and falling.
Everyone was killed with a single shot and they all had almost the same injuries as hers.
Bodies started to fall like rain.
"No. No way?"
"That person… is he really going to wipe out the entire fifth level?"
Yan Xiyun was stunned. So she wasn't the only unlucky one, but just the first to get wiped out from the entire floor?
Ao Man looked at this person, then at the fifth floor.
He wasn't familiar with anyone on the fifth floor, but he did know someone.
He knew many people in Kunlun.
However, who would stay on the fifth level to clean up people for no reason?
Wasn't it easier to clear people on the first or second floor?
"It's a person from Kunlun. I saw the party. The leading person said that he would attack if I didn't leave the fifth level.
If I am not convinced, they'll kill me in one move."
Someone immediately shouted, extremely furious.
It was someone from the Demon Race.
"???" Yan Xiyun was a little surprised. Why did the other person get a notice?
Why didn't she receive it?
Was she treated differently?
Yan Xiyun saw the Eighth Prince watching the show and walked over.
"Brother…"
Boom!
The Eighth Prince's polearm sent Yan Xiyun flying.
As long as this person spoke, he wanted to make a move.
He didn't know why.
Being addressed as such made him feel very uncomfortable.
"I just wanted to ask where this is—"
Yan Xiyun felt that her luck had dropped after coming to Kunlun.
…
"The person is from Kunlun?"
Jiu Zhongtian was slightly surprised. There was no such person on his Eighth Summit.
Few people used spears. If there were, he would know.
Furthermore, this person was at the Human Immortal Realm.
Theoretically, he shouldn't be from Kunlun, but so far, those sent out were from all the other factions except for Kunlun.
"It doesn't matter if the person is from Kunlun or not. If the others think so, then so be it," said Mo Zhengdong as he looked at the people in other directions.
Jiu Zhongtian drank his wine and looked at the restless powers. He smiled and said.
"I'm waiting for them too. I don't know who will act first."
At this moment, a middle-aged man with cracked skin walked out. He was from the Qilin Race.
He looked at the summit leaders of Kunlun and shouted.
"Kunlun is trying to cause trouble at the Witchcloud Gathering, right?"
"So what if we are? Are you unhappy?"
Jiu Zhongtian's gaze was like a sword, and his voice was like a blade.
It was as if his existence was meant to convince the unconvinced.
