"The reason for my departure is based on two points. First, I, Dian Canglin, lived for most of my life and I don't want to be a slave for the rest of my life. Second, I carry the Guitai on my side. As a cultivator in Chuyang, I may have the chance to escape with all my strength, and at the same time I can also fight for a future for the people on earth."

Many people know that Dian Canglin is the root of Feng Ling.

Speed ​​is his advantage.

"I've said everything I should say. Someone who wants to go with me will stand up. Look at my signal and run away from my own lives. But I want to remind you that they are gentle with elves because they have high value. We, the human race, will die if we die. No one will take a look at it, and they will only take away the equipment."

When Dian Canglin said this, he signaled everyone to retreat.

"Okay, the ones who want to leave are out."

After Dian Canglin finished speaking, 17 people came out of the queue, all of whom had never been injured before and were in good condition.

As the other two cultivators in the early Yang stage, Yue Yuanhua and Zong Yu did not choose to leave.

I think I have a clear understanding of my own strength.

Dian Canglin took a look and then started to call.

"Qian Ye, Sanqing, Sanzhu, Zifan, Lao Zhong, you guys are too weak to stay. The rest of them have lived here, and I don't say anything extra. You all rely on your skills. You don't need meaningless mutual assistance, and killing is meaningless. Everyone has only one goal, escape." Dian Canglin finally reminded.

Dian Canglin stared at the occupancy outside, and at this time he had reached a white-hot stage.

The white-feathered elves and elders participated in the battle, and Oliver also took the stage personally, fighting with the two deputy commanders Xin Zhan and Wen Shajiu.

As the deputy leader, both of them had the ability to kill Oliver when fighting alone.

With the joint efforts, Oliver was beaten to retreat step by step, and it was only a matter of time before he lost.

"Walk."

Dian Canglin seized this opportunity. At this time, there was only one deputy commander of Chuyang Peak in the sky, Zhan Fei, who did not participate in the battle. He should be preventing any chaos on the guided platform and coordinating the overall situation.

Dian Canglin waved his hand and 12 monks rushed out of the defense of the ancient formation of the mountains.

"Alive."

While Dian Canglin spoke, his eyes swept at the remaining human monks. When he glanced over Gao Jian's face, he subconsciously paused.

Gao Jian's heart trembled slightly.

"Also, my name is not Dian Canglin. My name is Mo Chen."

During the time when Mo Chen spoke, some of the monks who went out first had already flew out quite far, but without exception, they encountered interceptions from 2-3 Red Scorpion Nei Mansion masters.

In a few breaths, three human races were captured and seriously injured.

The two of them were proud of their escape skills and avoided the cultivator who was surrounded. As a result, they flew out less than a thousand meters and were killed by a cultivator in the Chuyang stage with his sword.

Mo Chen stopped talking nonsense, Huangquan Blade flashed and appeared under his feet, and the next moment he rushed out in the opposite direction of Zhan Fei.

The two middle-stage experts of the Chuyang period were surrounded by Mo Chen.

He went out a few seconds earlier and went out a few seconds later, and he had little to do with the 12 people in the inner court.

Mo Chen did not perform too well when he took off, and the people who surrounded him were also just like the rules. However, just as the Red Scorpion and the others were about to surround Mo Chen, an extremely powerful tornado suddenly appeared around Mo Chen, and he actually directly involved the two Red Scorpion monks.

This is the Dharma image of Mo Chen.

A strong wind.

Pure wind.

The hurricane is not very lethal, but it is no problem to trap the two of them for a while.

The hunting procedure of Red Scorpion is actually very strict. Generally, 2-3 monks of the same level will deal with one enemy together, and rarely make mistakes. Therefore, Mo Chen trapped two people in one encounter, which caught the Red Scorpion master a little off guard.

At this moment, Mo Chen suddenly accelerated, and his whole body turned into a meteor and rushed out in the direction of no one.

"Two wastes."

Zhan Fei cursed inwardly, did he even break through with two fights?

What's the use of you?

A lightning flashed, and the next second, Zhan Fei had disappeared from the spot and pulled Mo Chen closer to half a distance.

quick!

Too fast!

The human monks on the stage were stunned.

Mo Chen's is already fast enough, and Zhan Fei is so fast that he has no friends.

At least no girlfriend!

No wonder he is left in heaven to coordinate the overall situation. Who can escape this speed?

Before, Mo Chen got rid of the two interceptors in an instant, which actually made everyone see hope. However, when he saw Zhan Fei's speed, everyone was shocked.

Can't run away?

After all, Mo Chen has a mid-stage cultivation level in Chuyang, with the upper limit of spiritual pressure at around 10,000p. Zhan Fei, as the peak of Chuyang, has a upper limit of spiritual pressure at nearly 20,000p.

The gap is too big.

Once caught up, it is almost impossible to beat it.

Zhan Fei chased and outputted while chasing, two rays of lightning appeared in front of Mo Chen one after another, forcing Mo Chen to turn. Zhan Fei took advantage of Mo Chen's slight pause and accelerated to block Mo Chen's face again.

"With me Zhan Fei here, you don't think you can escape, do you?" Zhan Fei snorted coldly, his eyes full of disdain.

"So what?" Mo Chen saw that he was blocked, so he stopped controlling the sword, but instead lifted the Huangquan Blade in his hand.

"So, you surrender, I will spare you. Otherwise, you will be like them." Zhan Fei pointed behind Mo Chen. Half of the 12 human monks who came out at this time had been arrested, four of them died, and in the end the two were still struggling to death.

Seeing Zhan Fei blocking Mo Chen, no one of Hong Scorpion planned to come to help.

After all, he is the deputy leader.

It is impossible to not even be able to catch a middle-term first and middle period.

The division of labor of the Red Scorpion is clear, some arrest people, some gather prisoners, and some are like Zhan Fei.

There are less than 50 human monks left on the guide platform. Even if these people are all coming out, the result is probably similar to the 12 people before.

After all, Red Scorpion now has more idle people.

All are waiting to deal with emergencies.

Mo Chen didn't say anything, but showed a meaningful smile to Zhan Fei.

Before Zhan Fei could understand what the old guy was laughing at, a very thin wind blade suddenly slashed out from the Huangquan blade, which was the dimensional slash that broke through the Senluo Ghost Realm and severely damaged Wei Zixiu.

At this time, Mo Chen had recovered his cultivation, and this slash could be cut out without any pre-set actions.

brush.

The distance between Mo Chen and Zhan Fei was only more than ten meters, and the wind pressure of the Dimension Slash could be said to be coming in an instant.

Zhan Fei snorted coldly, stabbed the spear in his hand, and the tip of the spear was in the middle of the Dimensional Wind Slashing Blade.

With a bang.

This attack easily picked the broken wind blade, causing the original wind blade to split into two, flying past Zhan Fei's sides, and failed to cause any damage to Zhan Fei. It easily resolved Mo Chen's attack. Zhan Fei was about to smile proudly, but an unexpected scene happened.

Mo Chen, who was more than ten meters away, disappeared out of thin air at this moment, leaving only a afterimage on the spot.
Chapter completed!