"Die!"

Zi Xuan's cold voice sounded in Ming Xuan's ears. 【】

In the air, Zi Xuan turned into a purple light and shot directly at Ming Xuan, seeing Zi Yan rushing towards him, Ming Xuan's face changed greatly, if it wasn't for the magic weapon given by the family just now, he would have been killed, Ming Xuan completely believed that if Zi Yan shot again, he would definitely be able to kill him.

"Shaft, you dare. ”

Suddenly, an old shout rang out.

Hearing this voice, Ji Mo, who was about to fall asleep out of boredom below, raised his eyes.

The purple corpse in the air was attacking Ming Xuan, and less than a kilometer away from the purple corpse, a red light shot at this rapid point, and the target was the purple corpse, it seemed that the person should be the person who secretly protected Ming Xuan.

"The life-and-death battle set by the two of them, you still watch from the side!"

Ji Mo's right hand suddenly stretched out to the Howling Wind Sword at his waist.

'Wow!'

The Howling Wind Sword is unsheathed.

"The wind is howling. ”

A sword swung out, and the golden sword shot straight towards the crimson light that rushed from a thousand meters away.

It's just the starting style of the Wind Spirit Sword Technique, Ji Mo's purpose is not to kill people, but just to block the person who comes for a moment.

was hit by Ji Mo's golden sword, and the crimson figure couldn't help but pause in mid-air.

"Ah!!h

And in this short time of less than two breaths, Ming Xuan, who was less than a hundred meters away from the crimson figure, let out a miserable scream.

The crimson light dissipated, revealing the figure of an old man in the air, and the old man looked at Ming Xuan, who was slowly falling downward, his eyes full of anger.

"What? are you going to do it too?"

Zi Yan turned around and looked at the old man, the other party was just a cultivation in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, and this kind of strength Zi Yan was not in his eyes.

"The juniors of the Jindan period also dare to be arrogant in front of me, see me kill you to avenge the young master. ”

The old man shouted angrily, turned his hand and took out a crimson long sword, and then went towards the purple corpse.

'Roar!'

The earth-shattering dragon roar echoed through the space.

The huge dragon figure flashed out from behind the purple corpse, and then disappeared rapidly, and after the dragon figure disappeared, a purple corpse covered with purple scale armor appeared in the air.

"No, you're still a monk in the late Jindan period, but this momentum?"

The old man suddenly stopped when he rushed halfway towards the Purple Death, looking at the Purple Death, his face was full of doubts, as if he couldn't understand why the Purple Death in the late stage of Jindan suddenly burst out with the momentum of the Yuan Infant Stage.

'Whew!'

didn't give the old man time to think about it, but Zi Yan had already gone to him, and the sharp dragon claws were aimed at the old man and waved away.

In a hurry, the old man hurriedly blocked the superb spiritual weapon sword in his hand in front of him.

'Pong!'

Purple Death's dragon claws attacked the crimson long sword, although the old man resisted Purple Death's blow, but he was shocked back by Purple Death's powerful force, and a sweet mouth overflowed a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth.

"How so?"

Looking at Zi Yan, the old man couldn't believe that the other party was actually a cultivator in the late stage of Jindan, and even he couldn't compete with such strength.

Purple Death is an ancient beast, and ordinary monks of the same level fight, Purple Death is enough to fight beyond the level, if he is using the spear given to him by the Dragon Emperor, then even in the middle of the Yuan Infant, Purple Death has the power to fight, this old man is only in the middle of the Yuan Infant, and Purple Death did not even take out the spear.

"Fellow Daoists, hurry up and kill this demon boy with me. ”

Knowing that he was no match for Purple Death, the old man shouted in the direction he had appeared before.

Immediately, several rays of momentum that were not weaker than the old man's momentum rose, and several rays of light flashed towards the purple corpse.

It seems that not only Na Mingxuan is protected, but even the other people are also protected, and these figures should be the ones who secretly protect these sons.

'Boom!'

Four more people appeared one after another, surrounding Zi Yan in the middle.

Among these four people, three of them are in the early Yuan Infant Period, one is in the middle Yuan Infant Period, plus the old man before, five of them are Yuan Infant Stage monks.

"Looks like I'm not completely out of play. ”

Ji Mo smiled, his body disappeared in place as soon as he moved, and when he reappeared, Ji Mo had already gone behind Zi Yan.

"Hmph! Do you dare to fight with us even if you are just two Jindan stage boys? I advise you to be obediently tied up, so that you can avoid some flesh and skin suffering. ”

The middle-aged old man in the lead said lightly to Ji Mo and Zi Yan.

"Who do you want?"

Ji Mo completely ignored the old man, and after glancing at the five people, he asked.

"I'll give these four early infants!

Zi Yan thought about it and said, when it comes to group attacks, it is still Zi Yan who is superior, so he also chose the side with more people.

"That's good!"

Ji Mo smiled, this was also his thoughts, and then looked at the old man in the middle of the Yuan Infant.

"Do you dare to fight me over there?"

Ji Mo glanced at the old man in the middle of the Yuan Infant and asked with a light smile.

"Hmph, let the old man tell you what it means to be self-sufficient. ”

The old man snorted coldly, obviously agreeing to Ji Mo's request.

"Let's go. ”

The corners of his mouth raised, Ji Mo showed a wicked smile, and then his body became fluttering, and he disappeared directly in place in the next second.

Along with Ji Mo, there was also the old man in the middle of the Yuan Infant, and after the two left, Zi Yan did not hesitate to attack the four early Yuan Infant monks.

In the case of the battle body, the defense of the Purple Death was doubled, and with these Yuan Infant Stage, who did not even have immortal weapons, it could be said that they could not break through the defense of the Purple Death at all.

On the other side, Ji Mo and the manganese cultivator in the middle of the Yuan Infant went to the space thousands of meters away.

"Junior, see that you are only in the late stage of Jindan, the old man let you make three moves, otherwise you won't even have a chance to make a move. ”

The manganese monk looked at Ji Mo lightly and said, the expression on his face seemed to be very confident.

"Let me make three moves?"

Ji Mo was shocked by the words of this manganese industry.

"Not bad. ”

After touching his whitish goatee, Manganese said with a superior appearance.

"That's what you said, huh?"

Since everyone has decided to make three moves, Ji Mo will naturally not be polite.

"Junior, make a move! The old man said that he will never regret it. ”

The manganese monk said very proudly.

Hearing this, Ji Mo squinted and looked at the Manganese Cultivator, and the Immortal Yuan Force in his body also began to rapidly converge towards the Howling Wind Sword in his hand.

"The wind is howling. ”

Ji Mo raised his hand and swung out a sword, and the golden sword qi approached the manganese cultivator.

Feeling that although Ji Mo's sword was powerful, it was not enough to threaten him, the manganese cultivator just smiled slightly and blocked the sharp blade in his hand.

'Canopy!'

The golden sword qi attacked the manganese industry's long sword with a loud sound, but it failed to cause any substantial damage to the manganese industry.

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