The fierce sword intent that pierced through more than ten feet of mountain rock and the bang of the headless corpse of the Roushan fell down. Some people saw it in their eyes, some people were afraid in their hearts, and boneless was the latter.

"Damn it! Why did Roushan die like this? What should I do?"

Wugu and Roushan's cultivation level are equally between them. Even the rough and thick-skinned Roushan can't withstand that sword. If it were me, he wouldn't even be able to withstand half a sword. The six of them sneaked into Huizhou to cause trouble, but it was the first time that they suffered casualties. Once Roushan died, he was the lowest in his cultivation level among the five remaining people, and immediately became the next breakthrough.

As he thought in his mind, Wugu, who was active in his heart, naturally did not want to die in a confused way. Although the two beasts on the opposite side were already showing fatigue, Wugu did not take the opportunity to launch a fierce attack, but continued to detour, gradually becoming more and more likely to escape outside the valley.

Chang Xi's stunning sword freezes in Yan Zhang's mind for a long time, and he is secretly surprised. He took Chang Xi out this time and really bet the right treasure. The half-step Yuanying's spiritual sense swept across the audience, and he discovered something wrong with Wugu at first sight. Yan Zhang saw this and swept away Luo Mie and pointed at Wugu and said sarcastically: "There were rumors before that the people among the Ten Thousand Demons were just a group of mobs. When they saw it today, they were indeed worthy of their reputation."

Luo Mie had long seen the appearance of Wugu's desire to retreat, and now he was even more furious to Yan Zhang's words. The six of them were just a random team of thousands of disciples of the sect, and there was no friendship between the few. If the weather was smooth, they would naturally be safe. If they encountered danger, they would be like this now.

Luo Mi looked at Wugu's eyes cold, as if he was looking at a dead person. He smiled fiercely on his face and fought with Yan Zhang again.

Chang Xi stepped on the headless neck of Roshan, and his pupils returned to his original appearance. He shook his head, and for some reason, the power in his body surged, and he could kill an evil cultivator with a complete foundation-building realm.

But the subsequent sense of weakness also made Chang Xi want to fall asleep. Fortunately, he took the pill and his spiritual power was still recovering, but the fatigue in his body was difficult to resolve for a while. When he saw the boneless, the slimy figure gradually approaching the valley walls, Chang Xi's eyes moved slightly.

Wugu pulled the two and the beasts away from the original front line, hoping to take the opportunity to escape from the valley. As long as you escape from the valley, you can survive by relying on your boneless snake body, you can find a place to hide. Wugu felt aroused in his heart and avoided the harassment of the Xiaoyue Wolf and a few vines, and you would step out of the valley in one step.

At this moment, several spiritual light arrows roared without warning and exploded beside Wugu's side.

"Bang bang bang."

The mountain rock was shattered by a series of arrow lights. In the rising smoke and dust, Wubo saw a tall Xiaoyue wolf sitting on the waist and an unprepared figure.

Wugu pressed his heart and said cruelly: "Things who don't know how to live or die, do everything possible to ruin my good deeds. I will send you to heaven today!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Wugu approached the man on the wolf's back with the shadow of the smoke and the rock wall in a flash of his fingers. Before Xiaoyue Wolf could react, Wugu suddenly appeared behind the figure like a ghost, and waved a dagger that was poisonous to the throat that was covered with blood and stabbed deeply into the man's throat.

I didn't imagine the feeling of the center blade entering my body, as if it was stabbed in the empty space, and the figure on the wolf's back suddenly shattered into pieces of spiritual power. Wugu was shocked in his heart, and he didn't know that he had been trapped.

"Thank you so hard for such a stupid brain to survive until now."

A cold voice sounded, and Chang Xi's figure took the lead in the gradually calming dust. The other three phantoms of spiritual power followed by him turned into spiritual power and returned to Chang Xi's body. They stepped out in shock and took out a series of unreal afterimages. The surging earth walls and tough vines under their feet lifted Chang Xi high, and their whole body turned into a sword light and stabbed directly at the boneless.

The sword moves forward, and the boneless eyes are full of splendor.

Feeling the coldness surging from his waist, his vision leaned back and flipped, until he saw half of his body kneeling in the dust falling down, and the spewed blood stained his last glance in the world.

With one sword, the foundation building will be cut.

Another fresh breath in the valley disappeared, and the few people who fought each other noticed the sharp sword light that flashed through the corners of their eyes just now.

Yue Ling pointed out her green jade fingers one after another, and while directing Xiao Yuelang to fight, she triggered the surging and soft water spiritual power to entangle with the enemy. She couldn't hide her surprise in her eyes and said: "Where is this Junior Brother Chang coming from? It's so fierce that he killed two Foundation Establishment Cultivators with one person's strength?"

"I underestimated this guy before, but I didn't expect that after Tianxiu Peak had a phoenix, there would be such a powerful disciple. Tianxiu is blessed."

Zishu looked at the figure in black dress dancing with the wind, and his lips curled up: "You can't lose to the younger disciples, Yue Ling, let them see the strength of our Qingyun Mountain clearly."

Yueling and Zishu's attacks suddenly tightly. Zishu's fingers were tightly clasped, and he was in vain to the sky. Yueying hugged her hands and drew the appearance of two fishes of Yin and Yang, and the two shouted together.

"Gathering sand to form a tower."

"Ice thorns crack the sky."

While Xue Ni and Hun Lian were forced to retreat by Xiaoyue Wolf, half of the sand and soil in the valley were controlled by the quilts. In the blink of an eye, countless yellow sand and gravels condensed into a sand waterfall cage and trapped them in it. Yue Ling drew a large amount of water from the surrounding trees and merged with her own spiritual power, turning into a long river and pouring it into the yellow sand cage. Yue Ling sneered, her jade hand suddenly tightened, and the temperature in the valley suddenly dropped, instantly freezing the water of the long river and making countless ice pierces penetrate it.

When the sand waterfall cage and ice thorns collapsed, the soul refining and blood-bright breaths were no longer as calm as before, and they were covered in injuries and were completely at a disadvantage.

"Boss, we have reduced our number of staff too much, and the risk of fighting against the crowd is too high. We have been entangled with Qingyun Mountain disciples for so long, and I am afraid that the support of other righteous sects is on the way. If we do not retreat, we will never be able to get rid of it!"

The demons around Soul Refining were less than 40% of the remaining souls, and secretly sent a voice to Luo Mie who was fighting Yan Zhang. Faced with the rising momentum of Qingyun Mountain and unknown dangers, retreating was the best choice.

"withdraw."

After a long period of silence, the sound of Luo Mie's unwillingness came to his ears. The three of them breathed a sigh of relief, and then they each took the opportunity to follow Luo Mie's figure and left.

"No, they want to run!"

Qingfeng did not gain any advantage against the sword ghost, and he could only use defense instead of attack. After several intense consumptions, he could only watch the sword ghost break away from the battle circle and turn into a ball of blood to fly into the distance.

Chang Xi helped Yueying and Zihua, who were almost fainted from strength to safety, took out more than a dozen small rejuvenation talismans to activate, and spread them around them. As soon as he raised his head, he saw the scene of three Jindan cultivators who were about to escape.

If all the evil cultivators in the Golden Pill Realm escape, can the tragic death of senior brothers and sisters be in peace?

He will never agree!

A flash of inspiration flashed in his mind, and a wild idea suddenly appeared in Chang Xi's mind. Without thinking about how feasible it is, Chang Xi had already stared at the sword ghost who had turned into a ball of blood near him, and his figure had already rushed out.

Most of the spiritual power in the body needs to be left for the sword that must be killed. The spiritual power required for Jinghongbu is too terrifying to use it for too long. Chang Xi used all his strength to shout at the three senior brothers and sisters: "Senior brothers and sisters, I wish me a handful of strength!"

Yue Ling, with a delicate heart, understood the crazy fierceness and determination in Chang Xi's eyes, nodded, and the roaring moon wolf beside her had turned into a white shadow and rushed towards Chang Xi.

Chang Xi turned over and jumped onto the Xiaoyue Wolf. After a battle, Xiaoyue Wolf had insufficient spiritual power to fly in the air, so he had to throw away his four feet and step on the vertical rock wall and chase the sword ghost.

"Senior Brother Zishu!" Chang Xi turned around and shouted.

There was Yue Ling's explanation on the side. Zishu had already heard the blood all over his body, and he used his hands to wield the last strand of spiritual power in his body and suddenly swung it over his head.

"Bridge of the Sky!"

The valley was filled with wind and clouds, and yellow sand, gravel, giant trees and vines were twisted into extremely thick bundles, turning into bridges, extending straight from the rock wall not far from the front of Xiaoyue Wolf toward the sky, towards the direction of the sword ghost.

Xiaoyue Wolf stepped onto the sky bridge and ran along the road. As the curve of the bridge turned larger, Xiaoyue Wolf's huge body was obviously unsustainable. Chang Xi gently patted Xiaoyue Wolf's back, which was covered with scars: "Thank you for your hard work, let me leave the rest." Then he jumped off the wolf's back and continued to move forward.

Xiaoyuelang looked at Chang Xi and whistled. Before leaving, he stood on the top of the bridge and looked at the figure in black who was moving forward.

"Senior Brother!" Chang Xi had already increased his speed to the extreme in the last narrow bridge deck and shouted to Qing Feng, who had been paying attention under the bridge.

Qing Feng also drew all the endless spiritual power he had left. The green whirlwind that jumped between his fingers disappeared in an instant, and blessed Chang Xi out of thin air.

The moment the wind-control technique was blessed, Chang Xi felt that his speed soared to an unimaginable situation, and only the sight of the needle tip was left in front of him, but the blood light was so conspicuous even in the dark.

The sea of ​​blood and spiritual power roared together. Yuehong was unsheathed under the great pressure of the wind and cut open the wind's trajectory. The stable sword body without a trace of tremor seemed particularly strange.

Chang Xi stepped on the end of the Sky Bridge and shot out like a meteor, and then came first to catch up with the knife ghost with a shocked face in the blood.

Like the beautiful arc drawn by a flying swallow, it brought out a shocking murderous intent, as if only this sword was left in the world, cutting off the blood light!
Chapter completed!