These people were obviously well-trained, cold-blooded, and didn't give them a chance.

Swish! Swish!

The shadow of the gun shook and the light of the ax flickered.

Yuntian and Li Xuan couldn't even escape, and were beaten to pieces.

Tie Zhongtang's eyes were about to burst, and two lines of blood and tears gushed out. His best friend died tragically, which changed his mood.

This momentary flaw was immediately caught by the opponent, and his fierce fists and kicks were like a dragon or a tiger, beating Tie Zhongtang until he vomited blood and retreated continuously.

Bang!

Tie Zhongtang fell against the wall, and Thirteenth Lang struggled to come over on his knees.

"Don't kill him, he has nothing to do with me, kill me, kill me, come and kill me!!!"

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Four figures fell in front of the two people.

Tie Zhongtang's eyes gradually became blurry, and he vaguely saw four pairs of blue-black moire official boots, which were extremely uniform.

"You do have some abilities. If you are allowed to grow up, you may become a figure in the future."

"Then it will be even more difficult to leave him alone."

"Kill!"

A bit of cold light gradually expanded in Tiezhongtang's hole, and along the sharp tip of the spear, one could see the dazzling golden Tilu spear.

Between life and death.

A strange thought suddenly came to his mind.

"It's not a dead end!"

"As long as I'm transported and checked, I can take Brother Thirteen away from here. They can't keep me."

As soon as this thought came to mind, Tie Zhongtang felt a strange force coming from his body.

"Wait..."

"What's the excuse for flying around?"

"I don't know this secret skill!"

Tie Zhongtang had a splitting headache, and many inexplicable scriptures appeared in his mind.

But his right hand subconsciously picked up Thirteenth Lang, and the two of them disappeared like a dreamy bubble.

At the same time.

Everything is silent and the sound is loud.

Tie Zhongtang saw that everything in front of him was shattered like a glass mirror, turning into pieces and dissipating.

Even the Thirteenth Brother beside him also turned into countless fragments and slowly drifted away into nothingness.

Endless darkness came, and a lonely and sad voice came into his ears.

"What a pity! He is not you."

——

"Brother Thirteen!"

Tie Tang suddenly opened his eyes, and the intense purple light turned into two beams of light and rushed out of his eyes. He moved and flew to hold up the traces in an instant.

But looking around...

On his waist is the unconscious Tie Hu, and beside him are Tianwen and Li Geng. Where is the slightest shadow of Thirteenth Lang?

The ninth floor of the ladder has disappeared.

All five people came to the other side of Chengxian Cliff. Tian Wen and Li Geng opened their eyes one after another, and each of them was ready to go. Their witchcraft power surged around them, as if they were still in a fighting state.

It wasn't until I saw Tie Tang and Tie Long that I suddenly realized.

"My cultivation level..." Tian Wen was startled, feeling that the witchcraft power surged around him, as if a reservoir full of water was about to burst out in the next moment.

"I'm going to become a soul!"

Without saying a word, he took out a blood exquisite and swallowed it into his belly, then immediately sat down cross-legged and practiced hard.

Tie Tang and Li Geng also felt extremely itchy all over their bodies, as if there were countless talismans wandering through them.

The two looked at each other, sat cross-legged and practiced silently.

The silent Chengxian Cliff looks a bit weird.

Iron Dragon and Iron Tiger lay on the ground, unconscious, with Buddha's light surging around them and thunder rolling, among which Tie Tang was the most powerful.

Each acupuncture point is opened crazily as if it costs nothing, and the violent blood mixed with pure witchcraft is unstoppable, penetrating one acupoint after another.

The dragon pattern Daoyun between his Zifu eyebrows also began to dissolve quickly, turning into stripes of texture covering the immortal soul.

The original illusory Yuanshen gradually became solid, and the billowing blood flowed from Dantian to Zifu, filling the Yuanshen, turning the illusory things into a material body.

The acupoints were opened one by one, and soon they came to the key point.

Wave!

With the sound of a wine cork being popped.

Tie Tang opened the 800th acupoint, and there was an illusion in the Dantian. With the rumbling sound of the door opening, it seemed as if a door was opening in the body.

But this is not the end.

The energy, blood and witchcraft power in his body seemed to be endless, and the momentum of opening acupoints did not stop at all.

Wave! Wave! Wave!

Eight hundred and twenty!

Eight hundred and forty!

......

Nine Hundred Acupoints!

Rumble...

There was another sound in Dantian, and the second gate opened.

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