For some reason, everyone stared around, but they saw that the sky was getting darker and darker, and they couldn't even distinguish the direction clearly. Huang Jingxuan paused and sighed deeply: "Brother Dao, why are you so disrespectful? This mirage, which can be walked out at a glance, is ...... because of your words."

Pingbo Daoist was stunned for a moment, and said, "Brother Jingxuan Dao, what do you mean by this?" Huang Jingxuan said: "There are mirages here, and there must be poisonous insects that have been cultivated for more than eight hundred years. In this deep valley, the fog is filled, and when the plants and trees are soaked in the fog, a poisonous miasma will come out. The insects that survive here can only survive by fighting poison with poison, and the most is of course the miasma on the body. When these many poisonous insects are together, if no stranger invades, they will live and restrain each other, and they will be at peace. We were passers-by in the first place, but it disturbed our disciples, so we shouldn't kill them. If you kill so many, the poisonous insects that have been cultivating for more than 800 years will not let you out of the valley easily. Fortunately, our side did not commit any crimes against them, and although I don't know how you fought for their lives, I can imagine the tragic situation. If you turn around and accompany us, the spirit worm may let us go. But why do Taoist friends want to speak disrespectfully? You must know that the poisonous insects that have practiced for 800 years are not under you and me, and if they open the net, you should accept them as soon as you see them!"

The people of Pingbo Dao were speechless, and when they saw that the sky was dark again, they looked up at the sky, and there was no sun, moon and stars, only a chaotic blackness. But he has never admitted his mistakes, and if he is wrong, he is also a strong argument and pushes it to others. Snorted, silent. Zhao Haoyang said, "Senior brother, let's go!" Huang Jingxuan sighed and shook his head slightly. For a while, everyone's hearts that had been happy sank, and they looked at each other and were speechless.

Zhao Haoyang said: "What, let's ......" Speaking of this, he didn't talk anymore. Han Yiming also knew that the following words must be "Can't you go out?" It's just that it's hard to say it in front of many disciples. Huang Jingxuan said: "Let's think of other ways." Zhao Haoyang was angry and glanced at Pingbo Daoren coldly.

Pingbo Daoist is the nameless fire has no origin, he looked at it like this, his heart was unhappy, and said to Zhao Haoyang: "What do you see me doing?!" Zhao Haoyang said: "You hurt yourself and your own disciples? Why did you come to harm my Lingshan disciples again? Isn't this because of you?" Pingbo Dao was the narrowest in popularity, and said angrily: "What's this? I'll kill them clean, I want to see who can stop me from getting out of the valley?"

As soon as the words fell, there was darkness in front of him. The disciples of Lingshan were busy lighting the "Brahma Heart Candle", and suddenly they heard someone screaming miserably, and everyone quickly finished reciting the heart formula, only to see the flesh and blood on the left cheek of the Pingbo Daoist blurred. He had a mallet in his left hand, which he thought had jumped up in the darkness and bit his cheek, tearing it off in pieces. Pingbo Daoren stretched out his hand and touched his face, and looked at the bright light of the Lingshan Sect's Fanxin candle, his hand was covered with blood, and he jumped up, and the black peach sword in his right hand slashed twice, cutting the mallet into several sections and discarding it to the ground.

In a moment, several more mallets bounced off the ground and pounced on the Pingbodao people. Pingbo Daoren was furious, threw the spade sword in his hand into the air, and made two movements with both hands on his chest, and the spade sword flew around him, smashing the mallets that were close to him, and the flesh and blood flew in a moment.

Suddenly, there was a rustling sound on the ground, and Han Yiming looked down to see that there were black patterns all over the ground that made people's hearts beat and squirm. I saw that the people of Pingbo Dao and his disciples all commanded wooden swords, and smashed the mallets that bounced up and pounced on them. At this time, the mallets were by no means the ones that Han Yiming had ever seen, they all bounced up like crazy, opened their mouths, spat out long letters, and moved forward with their teeth, looking like they were not at odds with the people of Pingbo Dao and his disciples! Their pointed fangs reflected the bright light of the candle flame of the Fanxin heart, and the silver light shone brightly, and Han Yiming couldn't help but shudder.

He stayed for a while, only to see that the mallets were all attacking the Pingbo Dao people and his disciples, and they were all turning a blind eye to the Lingshan disciples. Suddenly coming to his senses, Huang Jingxuan repeatedly instructed not to disturb these creatures, and the result was that they did not disturb the disciples of Lingshan Mountain. When he raised his head, he saw that all the senior brothers were standing quietly in place, and they were not attacked by mallets like him.

In the midst of their busy schedules, the people of Pingbo Dao peeked and saw that the people of Lingshan were standing aside, and the mallet did not chase the people of Lingshan. Angry from the heart, frowning, the royal envoy of the spade sword, from the side to fight out of the encirclement, towards the people of Lingshan. Huang Jingxuan frowned, and was about to summon the Wind Splitting Sword to resist, when the spirit rune on the spade sword flashed, and it had already gone up, hovering around the top of everyone's heads, and flew back again.

Han Yiming was feeling strange, and suddenly felt that there were two drops of water dripping on his body, and when he looked down, he saw that there were a few purple-red red dots on his body, and he walked towards Zhao Haoyang, only to see that there were also a few red dots on his body, and everyone under Lingshan Gate had a few more red dots, and he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. I only heard Liu Xinzhu say: "Dao Chief, it doesn't work." We didn't kill him. Han Yiming raised his head, Liu Xinzhu's right thumb and middle finger were interlocked, and he flicked it lightly, and then he didn't move. Han Yiming saw that the blood spots on Zhao Haoyang's body rolled down like dewdrops on lotus leaves, fell to the ground, and disappeared, leaving no trace on his plain clothes. I couldn't help but look down at myself, and the place where there were two red dots on his body had also become clean.

Pingbo Dao was surprised, "Huh", and said, "Not bad, not bad." This dress is really good, when to borrow two to wear it. Huang Jingxuan said: "Let's still think about how to get out, killing is not a way." Pingbo Daoren was able to kill, gritted his teeth and said: "Don't kill it, wait for it to kill us?" Oh, I'm forgetful, it's killing me and my disciples, and it has nothing to do with you. He spoke, but his hand did not stop, and the spade sword flew around him, severing all the mallets that came upon him. Huang Jingxuan said: "Brother Pingbo Dao, you, alas. Although your spiritual power is very profound, but when it is used up, what should we do when it is used up? Although our thoughts are different, at this time, there is no need to quarrel and work in vain, it is better to think about it in the long run. ”

The people of Pingbo Dao were about to drag the Lingshan faction into this quagmire, so they glanced at Huang Jingxuan and said, "Okay." Let's take the long view. Although this mallet can jump, it can't jump very high, so let's all go up and talk to them where they can't reach. ”――

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