Sou.

Liu Yihe quickly flew away in the ice, abandoning the curse and defense.

But at this time, a calm word sounded behind him.

"It's late. ”

These words suddenly made Liu Yihe extremely worried.

However, in fact, Liu Yihe's worries are useless. Wang Lun had already controlled the Spiral Sky Spear that had escaped from the trap at this moment, and shot it fiercely.

The spearhead that emitted black light directly shattered all the ice in front of it, and shot at Liu Yihe's back at a speed that was obviously several percent faster than Liu Yihe.

Liu Yihe felt something dullly stabbing into his body, from his back and then from his chest.

At the moment when he felt the severe pain, he felt that a mana covered his whole body, directly imprisoning himself, and then, he was pulled by a strong force and rushed vertically.

Bang.

When the ice broke and the light became brighter, Liu Yihe already knew that he was being carried to the ice by the other party. He was imprisoned, and the holy spear was still in his body, and the other party did not pull it out, obviously trying to keep his life temporarily.

At this time, he naturally knew that he had been defeated, and his life was completely controlled by his opponent, so there was no need to leave anything to chance.

"Kill if you want, don't try to ask me anything!"

Liu Yihe is very tough, has a clear attitude, and will not cooperate with Wang Lun.

Wang Lun held one end of the Spiral Sky Spear, twisted it directly, and said calmly: "You are not an iron man. ”

The spear body stirred in Liu Yihe's body, expanding the wound, the flesh and blood were turned out, the blood was flowing non-stop, the wound looked miserable, Liu Yihe himself let out a muffled snort, and his forehead was already covered with cold sweat.

There is no way to exert mana to resist the severe pain, even if the physical body is stronger than ordinary people, it is impossible not to feel such pain.

"You have the ability to kill me!"

Liu Yihe's eyes widened and he roared fiercely, all kinds of complex emotions were intertwined, and he was on the verge of losing control.

Reduced to fish to be slaughtered, he couldn't accept it at all in his heart.

Wang Lun looked at it coldly and sneered in his heart. Like Youhu and Zuo Shenjun, this person is also a genius young monk in the spirit world, and he originally planned to dominate the world here after coming to the earth, but now, he is just a pitiful worm. Once this kind of opponent is controlled, he only needs to spend a little time to start from the weakness of the opponent's heart, and he can make sure that the person in front of him has something to do like he did with Youhu.

But he didn't have that much time for interrogation.

"Which of the twelve sects are you from?" Wang Lun asked, "Don't worry, I'm too lazy to pry your mouth open and won't ask multiple questions." ”

Liu Yihe looked at the other party lazily, not caring about his own value at all, but was a little unconvinced. Why is he like rags in the eyes of the other party?

He didn't believe it.

"Don't play tricks with me," he said with a sneer, thinking he had seen the clue, "I won't answer anything." ”

Wang Lun sighed, the other party thought about it, this time he really didn't want to get to the bottom of it.

"What are you sighing about?" Liu Yihe felt that before he died, he could still see this hateful enemy deflated, and he couldn't ask anything useful from himself, so he gloated a little inexplicably, and said with a smile, "Could it be that he can't ask anything, and he is very disappointed?"

Poof. Wang Lun directly pulled out the Spiral Sky Spear from the opponent's body, and then flashed sideways.

The blood arrow shot out, Liu Yihe couldn't help but let out a scream, and his vitality was lost quickly.

"Having said it, I didn't intend to pry your mouth open. Wang Lun said coldly, walked to the side, and put away the treasure fan.

Liu Yihe was shocked. The other party really didn't intend to interrogate himself!

Thinking that he would die soon, he suddenly felt that if the other party asked something, at least he would be able to live a little longer?

Of course, Liu Yihe doesn't expect this at this moment. It's not much different from living a few minutes less.

"Who are you?" he asked.

"Terran monks. Wang Lun spoke calmly.

Immediately, Wang Lun guessed: "You shouldn't be from the Spirit Sect, the Flame Demon Sect, could it be from the Shangyuan Sect?"

Twelve sects, he knows that the Spirit Sect, the Ten Thousand Sword Sect, the Blood Sword Sect, the Shen Immortal Valley, the Yan Demon Sect, the Tianmei Division, the Bai Confucian Sect, what are the characteristics of the monks of these seven sects, he already has some understanding, obviously, the other party is not from these seven families, and it is speculated that it may be related to the Shangyuan Sect.

When Liu Yihe heard the three words of Shangyuanzong coming out of the other party's mouth, he instantly understood that the last batch of geniuses in the lower realm, Youhu and Zuo Shenjun, who were early stage cultivators, must have died at the hands of the other party, and they were forced to ask for part of the information of the spirit world before they died.

He didn't hide it, and said coldly: "Shangyuanzong, Liu Yihe!"

Immediately, he continued, "Don't be complacent, the advantage in your magic weapon is only useful when you meet our group of early stage cultivators of the Dan Realm, and when the middle stage of the Dan Realm monks go to the lower realm, no matter how hard you try, they will be played to death." ”

"But by then, you were a skeleton with white bones. Wang Lun said lightly.

was so angry that Liu Yihe spurted out a mouthful of blood from his mouth.

Wang Lun sent out his mana and ingested the magic weapon and pill on Liu Yihe's body.

Introducing these things into a bag, Wang Lun opened the treasure fan and was about to leave.

Liu Yihe also understood that if he stayed here, he could only die, and looked at the three-yuan treasure fan, and a wave of anger rose to the sky.

This magic weapon, but the sect gave him, is extremely precious, he originally wanted to rely on this magic weapon to fight for the control of the Reflection Array!

Now, he has cheapened this Terran monk, how can this not make him angry!

"You wait, dare to take away my Shangyuan Sect's three-yuan treasure fan, he will follow the unique aura of this magic weapon and kill the door!"

Wang Lun didn't speak, and continued to walk forward, but casually pulled out the Erling Sword next to him and threw it back.

Sou. The Erling Sword shot out, as if the trajectory of the flying shot had been set in advance, and with a poof, it shot right into Liu Yihe's heart.

Liu Yihe's body was crooked and he died. He couldn't close his eyes until he died.

"Three-Yuan Treasure Fan?" Wang Lun wrote down the name, "The attack and defensive power of this treasure fan are quite balanced. ”

Compared with the heavy defense and weak defense of the Spiral Sky Spear, if you want to defend in the future, maybe the three-yuan treasure fan will be a better choice at some point.

Wang Lun controlled the Silver Wing Divine Armor and soared into the sky.

After entering the latitude and longitude coordinates of the snow-capped mountain, the map quickly changed, and the target position was replaced by a red light point, so that you could clearly see the distance between your position and the target location.

Wang Lun then followed the route shown, and after identifying the direction, he flew directly.

From the beginning of the attack on these two Nether Realm early stage cultivators, to the time it took to kill this one of the Shangyuan Sect, it took more than thirty minutes, it is estimated that it is almost forty minutes, if the Black Eagle King sets off half an hour earlier, he will arrive at Yinshan Village before him, and there may be a few minutes left to be able to attack the villagers.

Therefore, the ancient flood desolation may not be able to last that long, after all, the Black Eagle King will definitely play yin.

Wang Lun flew as fast as he could, but it took at least five minutes to reach the snowy mountain.

When he came to the place where the monk of the Blood Sword Sect fell, he didn't find the other party, and there was no trace on the ground, so Wang Lun had to fly into the air and check around.

The other party was pierced through his body by the Spiral Sky Spear, and he was poisoned again, and the mana was trapped in the dantian and could not be released, in the previous dozens of minutes, it was impossible to remove that poison, at most it was only relieved by one or two percent.

He was sure that the opponent was still having trouble moving, and that his speed should be only about one-tenth of what it was in its heyday.

Of course, forty minutes, even if you move at a tenth of the speed, you can go a long distance.

"If you can't find this person within 10 minutes, you can only give up, let the people around you search, and let the satellite monitor. ”

Wang Lun preset a time for himself. He couldn't stay here for long, he had to hurry back to Yinshan Village.

However, before the action, he had already let the powerhouses of the Terran Monk Alliance come around, and these monks scattered into a circle, and they would gradually search inward, and it would be difficult for the monk of the Blood Knife Sect to escape tracking.

Wang Lun notified the Terran Monk Alliance to start the operation, and he himself searched in mid-air.

But only six minutes passed, and Wang Lun's divine sense detected a monk hiding under a rock.

The other party was not able to detect him, he used his divine sense to probe carefully, and sensed that the other party had a very evil sword in his hand, and there were penetrating wounds on his body.

"It's the monk of the Blood Knife Sect, no doubt. ”

Although Wang Lun was puzzled about how the other party had only walked such a distance in dozens of minutes, he still swooped down and smashed the big stone with a fist print.

The sudden loud vibration sound from above made the cold flames below tremble.

Cold Flame tightened his grip on the Artifact Blood Knife, knowing that he had been discovered.

He himself dug a hole under the stone and hid in it to heal his wounds, but he didn't expect it to be exposed.

Gathering a small amount of mana on the Holy Weapon Blood Knife, the Holy Weapon Blood Knife emitted an amazing aura, as if it could cut the strong man in two in the air, but the next moment Leng Yan found that a much stronger force was directly crushed down, covering the Holy Weapon Blood Knife, and at the same time severely injured his knife-holding hand.

I thought it was the Foundation Building Realm cultivator in black clothes, thinking that he could still concoct the same method to scare the other party away, but he didn't expect that there was someone else who came!

Leng Yan already knew who was coming, and his heart was like ashes.

Sure enough, the holy weapon blood knife was forcibly taken away by the other party directly through the air, and then, a multicolored circle of light descended from above, directly trapping himself and lifting himself out of the hole!

During the whole process, he had no ability to resist.

Reappearing on the ice, he looked over and found that standing in front of him was the young Terran monk who had pierced his body with a black spear!