It was not just Dongyou who had the same sense of crisis, but the other battalions also used their spiritual power to fight the enemy as if they were not worth it, just to solve the enemy in front of them as soon as possible.

The famous master who subdued Daqing was the best in cultivation among the three of them. Because of this, the pressure on the remaining two people in the coffin mountain was not very high. It was just like Tian Ji's horse racing. It was natural that the top horse won the lower horse, but the remaining two medium and lower horses would inevitably fall into a hard battle.

The young celebrity's expression was no longer as easy as before. A big white bone halberd was covered with sword marks, and his eyes were filled with incredible surprise. The girl's sword intent was simply everywhere, and she was in an increasingly fierce posture?

I saw Shaohua wearing sunset on his shoulders, and the red sword light on his sword rose again and again, from the thickest arm to the size of a patio. Even the famous person who was wandering dozens of miles away and was subconsciously tightened his brows when he saw it.

"Jianxia."

The woman with red armor, who was as dazed as a fairy in the clouds, closed her eyes and thought lightly, and then a sword lifted up, and the "burning red sunset" fell on her head. The sword magic power containing the Qi machine locking method made the young celebrity feel unavoidable. She raised her arm and raised her halberd to meet her again, but she lost the opportunity. The white bone halberd was overwhelmed and shattered in an inch. The sunset seemed to contain the woman's endless anger, igniting his spiritual power.

The young celebrity without a halberd in his hand screamed without time. What he saw in front of him was finally dyed red. Even the Nascent Soul in his belly didn't have time to escape, so he stepped into the gate of hell with both feet.

Death can't die again.

The sunset burned half of the sky red, and the famous man with a savage brow in the yellow sand widened his eyes in disbelief, while at the same time, the Dongyou tribe burst into cheers.

Xu Huang, who was majestic, wiped the blood mixed with purple and green on his face and threw it into the muddy and yellow sand. The old monsters in the coffin mountain used strange witchcraft and cast a spell to summon a large group of evil poisonous creatures hidden deep in the sand. The number was hundreds of thousands. Fortunately, these poisonous insects and poisonous creatures were not of high cultivation and the army could easily crush them.

Xu Huang looked up at the sea of ​​clouds, which was no longer as magnificent scenery as before. Thunder rolled, as if he was about to purgatory, and the murderous figures of the radical and the coffin boy could be vaguely seen. Standing on the earth with his Nascent Soul Realm's cultivation level, he still felt his heart trembling. He heard that the master was fighting against the God Transformation Realm's power with his incredible cultivation level, and finally exchanged death for death. If he were Xu Huang, let alone fighting against the God Transformation Realm's power, it would be a big deal to gain a foothold.

Wei Yong, who was not inferior to Xu Huang, cut a silver hook poisonous scorpion the size of a millstone in half with a sword. He came to Xu Huang and said in a deep voice: "For Sister Shaohua's blessing, the old people in the coffin mountain have been attracted to the attention. The brothers in Xi Camp and Qianfeng Camp have completed the encirclement formation of him. I just saw clearly that Brother Daqing was taken into the spirit beast bag by the dog thief, and did not really die. We still have a chance to retake Brother Daqing!"

Xu Huang's mind moved and looked in the direction Wei Yong pointed. The two were slightly stunned, but the next moment they were shocked!

That rare celebrity actually fell into the trap!

The famous master who had made up his mind to not fight the army head-on was abnormal and took the initiative to crash into the densely packed soldiers. Not only did everyone in Xiaoying cultivate swords, but he was also equipped with a Guanxian crossbow that was simpler and more direct to killing enemies. This Guanxian crossbow with huge lethality is produced by the madmen of the Artifact Camp. The crossbow, as its name suggests, can be Guanxian, and has the effect of killing monks below the God Transformation Realm; it also has a certain threat to the cultivators in the God Transformation Realm. After all, if the enemy's cultivation level reaches the God Transformation Realm, no matter how accurate the crossbow driver aims, it will not be as fast as the cultivators in the God Transformation Realm. Others have no need to resist crossbow arrows, just avoid it.

A wave of arrows woven by thousands of fine iron arrows was like ink, but the rare-eyed celebrity had no intention of dodging. He wandered outside his body with a spiritual power that could distort his sight, and his tall body squeezed into the arrow rain.

His palms were like slowly and plucking the arrow rain, crushing several sperm iron arrow shafts that shot at the vital points around him. When he thought he could rush out of the arrow rain without any injuries, a sudden pain occurred between his waist, which was previously heavy on the big green python's tail. His body was slightly slowed down, and the spiritual shield wrapped around his body showed a slight mistake.

When you are alone in battle, just this moment is enough to be fatal.

The soldiers of the sharp-eyed Cave Eve team splashed out a huge rain of arrows without hesitation. A half-person-high Guanxian crossbow arrow broke through the air and accurately penetrated the flaw of the square inch shield. The shield was drilled into a hole, and the Guanxian crossbow arrow brought a dull sound that seemed to hit the thick tree trunk, and was nailed to the chest of the beautiful Mingke.

The beautiful Mingsu slowly pulled out the thick crossbow arrow. A three-edged blood groove was tangled with pale flesh and blood, but strangely there was no drop of blood.

"Stop him! Stop him! Don't let him rush over!" Xu Huang and Wei Yong's anxious roar came from behind Ximei Mingsu.

Half of the soldiers in Xiaoying abandoned their crossbows and replaced their swords, surrounded them in a fan-shaped formation, and half of the soldiers used their spiritual power to make a third wave of immortal crossbows to shoot.

But the next scene made Xu Huang and Wei Yong feel cold to the soles of their feet. The idea that the strange-eyed celebrity had failed here was not realized. The man in the coffin mountain actually sprayed out a second mouthful of essence and blood, and broke through the encirclement formation at the cost of his life, and rushed straight towards the gate of hell that was close to the corner of hell!

Strictly guard against Yanziying, who was guarding the edge of the detection formation, could even clearly see the ferocious expression on the face of the famous man with eyebrows. A Guang, wearing a helmet and armor, raised his sword and shouted. The hundreds of brave Futus in Yanziying's heavy armor were all sinking into his waist. The military power was already established, and he was ready to resist this crazy God-Transforming Power.

The famous man in the coffin mountain was in the coffin mountain. Apart from the ancestor who saw the dragon but didn’t see the head, the one who respected the most was Uncle Coffin Child. Therefore, when the uncle asked him to take the opportunity to get rid of Chang Xi, who was pretending to be a ghost in front of the gate of ghosts, he had anger at the death of his junior brother, so he naturally used 120,000 yuan of strength.

The famous man stepped on the ground and roared like thunder. He pressed his hands on the two Futu armors that were first to be hit. When he encountered invisible but substantial military obstruction, he pressed his palms through the Futu armor and into the chests of the two Yanzi soldiers, like blood and flesh gushing yellow sand along the gaps of the Futu armor.

He punched it out with a fierce punch, and the young soldier who had taken over the position of the robe was punched in the chest, and the armor and chest exploded, and died on the spot, fuzzing blood and blood.

The famous student who was intoxicated by pain teared more than a dozen Futu armors forward. The light shield of the body protection had already broken. In an instant, hundreds of swords were hit by his shoulders. One arm was chopped off by A Guang, his tendons were broken, and half of his face was also blocked in the melee. He swelled up the last qi in his body and shook the surrounding scattered Futu armor cluster. A huge bone spur drilled out from his broken arm and stabbed directly at the unprepared Chang Xi's back.

Shaohua, who was rushing towards him with a little breath, had no blood on his face.

At this unforgettable crisis, a weak figure appeared quietly, blocking the man she had vowed to protect for the rest of her life.

The detection array was finally broken. Chang Xi, who was in the array, suddenly looked back. In front of him was a handful of sad blood, splashing on his gradually pale face. At that moment, his mind was blank. The words Xier had said to him flashed in front of him like a lantern, and he burst into tears in an instant.

"Brother Chang Xi, do you think Xier can protect her brother when I become stronger?"

"Then I'm looking forward to that day coming soon."
Chapter completed!