The vast white mist, shrouded in a ball, like a huge cotton wool, fell on the snow.

Rumble!

Rumble!

Rumble!

The mist was surging violently, and there was a huge explosion, and since the nine people entered the formation, they had never stopped, as if there were countless monks among them, triggering the rolling thunder.

In the mist, there are many visions.

Suddenly, huge silver blades crisscrossed and staggered, breaking through the clouds and mist, piercing the sky, and the slashed void shook violently, and sparks flickered.

Suddenly, the Buddha came into the world, sitting in the fog, smiling with flowers, and the fragrance came from afar, a trick and a style, simple and simple, but full of wonderful Zen Buddha flavor.

Suddenly, a golden dragon phantom hundreds of zhang long rose and fell in the mist, roaring angrily, like the anger of the emperor, exuding infinite coercion.

......

The sound of screams, accompanied by the appearance of supernatural powers, sounded from time to time.

A door of supernatural powers, watching the battle of the middle and middle middle of the Chenchen monks, dazzling, with an unusually solemn look on their faces, these monks are the target of their pursuit, maybe in the future, they will fight with them to the death and live.

Li Zhongyuan and Hengyu Dao people stood side by side.

Hengyu Daoist carried his hands behind his back, although his face was gloomy, but in a pair of deep old eyes, a look of embarrassment rose, and he said softly: "Central Plains, the feeling that this person gave me just now is more transcendent than anyone else, including the madness of war, if you still aim to break the thorns and are determined to surpass him, I am afraid there is no hope in this life." ”

The competition between monks of the same generation and realm is often the most intense.

The time when Li Zhongyuan came to the Nine Dead Star Sea was about the same as the Broken Thorns, and he had seen the peerless demeanor of the Broken Thorns, plus they were all gold monks, Li Zhongyuan, a naturally heroic monk. Almost quickly, the target was locked on the body of Broken Thorn.

In the early days of Lichen, the two fought several times, and the result was that Broken Thorns won, but Li Zhongyuan was only a small defeat, but since Broken Thorns comprehended the immortal formula. After advancing to the Dao Heart Triple Heaven again, the gap between the two of them is not the same.

If it weren't for Broken Thorn's appreciation for Li Zhongyuan, he would have been split into pulp a long time ago.

After finishing speaking, Hengyu Daoren said again: "Although I don't know how many totem poles I got from Broken Thorns, but listening to his tone just now, I'm afraid there is no problem in entering the top three this time, and his strength is about to explode again." ”

Hear the words of the people of Hengyu Road. Li Zhongyuan, a monk who has never been afraid of heaven and earth, sighed rarely, and said with a slight blank look: "How can I not see through this truth, among the monks of our generation, in addition to breaking thorns and fighting crazy, I am afraid that the 'Golden Finger' Mu Yuncheng and the 'Purple-faced Heavenly King' Li Junlin." The qualifications and talents of Bai Wang, Lie Yunzi and several others. is the most profound, you and I are a little worse, but if I lose this ambition, I am afraid that my future future will be even bleaker. ”

"What are you going to do on me!"

Hengyu Dao gave him an angry look.

The words fell, and the two looked at each other and smiled.

The laughter fell. The two of them opened their eyes suddenly, only to see that the formation arranged by the Wind Clan had not yet been broken, and there was already a figure blasting open a passage. rushed out, and the hasty expression on his face was as if he had abandoned his companions and fled after encountering a strong enemy.

"It's Xiao Sunflower!"

"What's going on?"

"I knew this old guy couldn't be trusted!"

The crowd talked and rose up one after another.

But after an instant, the thorns were broken, the blue wild crane, and the emperor's heart ...... One by one, the figures, like ghosts, took out their strongest means, broke through the fog, rushed out, like rabbits, and fled into the distance.

Outside of their bodies, the light shrouded them, and they came up with their own means of defense.

Boom Boom

Before everyone could react, one after another huge explosions came from the fog, the sky shook, and the thick white mist was blown apart in a few breaths, and rolled up in the direction of the escaped cultivators, and the surging momentum seemed to destroy the world.

The earth is falling!

"Genshin self-destructed?"

As soon as the monk watched the battle, his heart trembled, and he pulled his legs and fled in the direction of the distance.

The inverted mist first swallowed up the monks such as Broken Thorns, and the sound of screams came from behind.

The tidal waves of the sea quickly caught up with a group of monks watching the battle, and they either flew out or fell to the ground.

......

After a long time, the trembling of the earth gradually subsided.

Hengyu Daoist and Li Zhongyuan fixed the figure that was lifted away, and looked back, only to see that the earth had been torn apart, and a huge pit of tens of thousands of zhang appeared in the center, and the formation fog had dispersed and emptied.

The sound of the deep pit, several figures of different colors of robes, lying on the ground, did not move, the back was blurred with flesh and blood, in addition, the flesh and blood and white bones loomed, and I don't know who was killed.

As for the Wind Clan monks, they haven't seen half of them, and they must have died by exploding themselves together.

"Brother Dao!"

Li Zhongyuan drank a little anxiously and threw himself at the blue figure.

Hengyu Dao people also hurriedly followed.

As soon as the two of them moved, they followed the monks of Broken Thorns, Battle Madness, Emperor Heart, Winning Wind, Zuo Xuan and others, and also swept out together.

Falling to the side of the blue crane, the two helped the blue crane up.

This old man was seriously injured, the back of his clothes had been torn, the flesh and blood were blurred, the bones were visible, his face was as pale as a dead man, he had already passed out, and his breath was sluggish to the extreme.

After a long while, Lan Yehe snorted and woke up.

Because he was half-lying, his eyes first looked at the sky, and seeing that the last star had disappeared, the old man took a few breaths, revealing a somewhat bitter smile and said: "This time, there are nine of us, all of them are planted, I didn't expect those Feng Clan to be so strong, seeing that they couldn't resist, they immediately blew themselves up, they must have already calculated this hand, but it's ridiculous that none of us thought of this." The last totem pole must have been directly destroyed in the self-explosion. ”

"Brother Dao, let's heal first!"

Hengyu Daoren said softly.

Lan Yehe nodded slightly and said, "How are the other eight injured?"

Hengyu Daoist turned his head to look, only to see the four people of Broken Thorns, Crazy Battle, Winning Wind, and Emperor Xin, all of whom were surrounded and protected by the monks who followed them, and the injuries were of varying severity.

Xiao Sunhua, the old eunuch, escaped the fastest, and was the least injured, and did not follow the monk, he had already stood up by himself, and after glancing at it with an unusually wary look, he was alone and swept into the distance.

"Iron Sword Immortal" Ling Daohuo, "Wine Fighting Monk" Wild Fox Zen, the two of them are also quite seriously injured, the two of them are the same as Xiao Sunflower, they are also alone, after waking up, they swallowed a few pills, and immediately swept into the distance, not daring to stay a little, for fear of being targeted by other monks.

As for Zuo Xuan...... It's nowhere to be seen.

Hengyu Daoist told the situation of the other people, and finally said: "Zuo Xuan should be dead." ”

Lan Yehe sighed, and said with a complicated gaze: "This last totem pole really has to end with the death of a monk in the late stage of the world. The monk who entangled Zuo Xuan was these Wind Clan female cultivators who had appeared outside the formation before, and this woman was really good!"

This old man looked embarrassed, the two Zuo Xuan brothers were both well-known late stage monks in the Nine Death Star Sea, but they didn't expect that in just a hundred years, they would successively throw their lives in the Pure Land Continent and the Black Temple.

"Brother Dao, what now?"

Li Zhongyuan asked.

"Let's go, get out of here now!"

Lan Yehe woke up from his sighs, regained his previous wisdom, and said in a deep voice.

The two of them did not speak any more, but picked him up and flew off into the distance.

Broken Thorns, War Madness and others also left one after another, and soon left to find another place to heal.

A monk, who originally had a tacit understanding to slaughter the white-haired Yugezi, now that Zuo Xuan is dead, and the others are seriously injured, they can only postpone the time.

And the monks who followed Zuo Xuan were all newly recruited by him, and it has only been a few decades now, and the friendship is shallow, seeing that he is dead, they are all scattered as birds and beasts.

In the huge pit, the silk threads of the gray storage space slowly shortened until they disappeared.

Ye Bai is not there, Dugu Han is not there, and no one can take the fairy stone treasure in it, and it flows to the depths of the void space in vain!

......

Entrance to the 3rd and 4th floors.

When the last star in the sky disappeared, the majestic Daoist and Ren Thirteen, if they sensed, opened their eyes almost at the same time, glanced at the direction of the sky, and the majestic Daoist said expressionlessly: "Brother Ren, the work of those juniors has been done, and it is our turn." ”

After saying that, he stood up.

Ren 13 nodded, also stood up, and said with a wicked smile: "The Wind Clan laid such a big trap and forced them to jump in, and I don't know how many of them were killed." ”

"Don't talk nonsense, hurry up and end this matter, I have to go back to practice!"

The majestic Taoist snorted coldly, and took out a black shining thing with his hand.

This thing is exactly the same as the shape of the Wind Clan totem pole that everyone has worked hard to obtain, but the size is much larger, nearly a person is tall, and the material is jet black as ink, with a strange luster, which exudes an unusually cold and weird atmosphere, which is diametrically opposed to the breath of the Wind Clan totem pole.

That's not piety, that's to destroy miè piety, to ruin miè feng's faith.

Ren Shisan snorted coldly, didn't talk nonsense, and also took out an equally black totem pole, and the two of them performed the Earth Escape Technique, and melted into the ground below together, and they didn't know what to arrange.

......

On the other side, Ye Bai kept flying in the direction of the passage to the second layer, and along the way, the soul shadow beast was still there, but there were no other monks in sight.

On this day, I suddenly looked up and saw that the last star in the sky had also disappeared, and I immediately laughed and nodded.

At this point, this mission is over, and the next step is to go back to the Juggernaut Hall to see who gets the most totem pole......s!