"Quick, quick!"

"We're catching up, Uncle Master, those madmen from the Blood Killing Sect are coming to kill us!!"

"Uncle Nie, what should I do? I don't want to die!"

Jihu Valley.

The seventeen or eight Qi Refining Stage monks showed fear on their faces, and the weak-minded ones even cried and wailed.

Controlling the Qingye magic weapon, he kept looking back hastily at the seven or eight streaks of blood chasing him in the distance, sending out non-threatening counterattacks...

The leading female cultivator in the early stage of foundation building has a face as small as gold paper, and her blue palace clothes are still stained with shocking blood!

Looking at the approaching demon cultivator, a look of despair appeared in his eyes...

"Ah!!"

"Who?"

Suddenly, a scream came from behind.

She looked back.

But as several flying knives shuttled between them, the Demonic Cultivators of the Blood Killing Sect fell one after another!

The mid-stage foundation-building demon cultivator who seriously injured her wanted to escape!

He was directly nailed to the cliff of the valley on one side by a blue lightning bolt!

In the blink of an eye.

Calm returns to the valley.

The monks from the seven sects looked shocked and a little dazed...
Chapter completed!