"I really didn't expect Senior Brother Liu to die so easily. ”

The firelight dissipated, Wei Lang muttered to himself without knowing whether he was happy or sighing, and he still couldn't believe that the thin bamboo stick died in his hands so easily.

"The night is long and dreamy, so quickly put away their storage bags and ritual utensils. ”

Wei Tao spoke calmly, his right hand slammed forward, and an invisible big hand suddenly appeared on the corpse of the thin bamboo stick, and with a palm of his hand, he took away the storage bag and magic weapon without hesitation.

Wei Lang no longer hesitated, and after using his means to obtain another storage bag, the three of them jumped in unison, turning into three arcs of light in mid-air, and the speed was extremely fast.

Seeing that the three of them were about to leave this narrow place, suddenly an extremely small sound of breaking the air came from behind, and the faces of the three of them changed greatly, and all the spiritual power was poured into their feet, and when they were about to fly out of the narrow entrance, suddenly a white light flashed in front of them, and a loud bang suddenly broke out.

"Boom!"

In an instant, a golden light shield that was several miles long exploded in front of the three of them, and the three of them suddenly spat out a large mouthful of blood, and then the flying bodies were thrown to the ground like rags.

The explosion was so loud that in an instant a huge cloud suddenly rose from the ground, and the arc of electricity in the cloud flickered, and the thunderbolt swam away, rising high above the entire land of trials.

"Who has such great power? Could it be that there is a magic weapon to be sacrificed here?"

Thousands of miles away, a Canglang Sect disciple raised his head and looked thoughtfully at the place where his spiritual power was exploding, with a thoughtful look in his eyes.

On his side, there were four or five corpses lying on his side, judging from his clothes, there were two disciples of the Falling Sword Sect, as well as one each from the Yunhai Sect and the Canglang Sect, and the blood on the ground was still gurgling out of the wounds, obviously not long after he died.

Glancing down at the corpse on the ground, the Wave Sect disciple then flashed and disappeared in place.

At the same time, next to a turquoise pool, two Lingyin Sect disciples in green robes stood on the shore, dissected the body of the huge spider that had died on the ground, took out a crimson demon pill, and put it into the storage bag with great satisfaction.

"Senior Brother Li, we finally got a good harvest this time, although we lost some spirit worms, but we managed to get this demon pill of the thousand-eyed ice spider, even if we can't get the Zhuji Dan, we will definitely not blame the sect if we go back to the sect like this. A slightly younger Lingyin Sect disciple spoke excitedly.

"Hmm. ”

Senior Brother Li nodded slightly, and was quite satisfied when he saw that Senior Brother took the initiative to hand over the Inner Pill of the Thousand-Eyed Ice Spider to himself, but just when Senior Brother Li put the crimson demon pill into the storage bag, suddenly, Senior Brother Li only felt a chill in his neck, and the next moment, a sharp stinging pain came.

Reaching out to his neck, the tentacles were cold and slippery, and there were faint scales scraping, it was actually a seven-step snake with an emerald green body.

"You're ......!"

Senior Brother Li's eyes widened, and a trace of black poison could be seen on his neck with the naked eye, which spread rapidly along his blood vessels, and spread to his whole body in a blink of an eye.

The Senior Brother of the Spirit Yin Sect looked at Senior Brother Li with an innocent face, the corners of his mouth showed a smile as pure as a baby, and his eyes looked at Senior Brother Li without blinking, and he died of a little breath in front of him.

"Shhh...... Hiss ......"

The slender body of the seven-step Lin snake slowly walked from the ground to the hands of the Lingyin Sect junior disciple, spit out a bright red letter, and gently licked the face of the Lingyin Sect junior disciple.

"Hahaha, hahaha......"

The senior disciple of the Lingyin Sect smiled extremely happily, took out a small pill from his storage bag, and flicked it into the mouth of the seven-step Lin snake.

The seven-step Lin Snake seemed to be extremely fond of the elixir, and it swallowed it in an instant, and then its slender and cold body burrowed into the neck of the Senior Disciple of the Spirit Yin Sect and disappeared.

"What about cultivating high, I don't have a brain. ”

The Senior Brother of the Lingyin Sect walked up to Senior Brother Li's corpse with a proud face, and without hesitation, he pulled down the storage bag on his waist, and after seeing the contents inside, his face showed a look of satisfaction.

"What the hell happened in that place?"

Suddenly, the little junior disciple of the Lingyin Sect was stunned and looked in the direction of the explosion not far away. Just now, when he was fighting with the thousand-eyed ice spider, he felt that there was a violent fluctuation of spiritual power there, and at this time, there was such a big movement there, it was really difficult not to get people's attention.

Licking his lips, the little junior brother of the Lingyin Sect smiled slightly, and said to himself, "It doesn't matter what he is, go over and join in the fun." ”

As he spoke, the little junior disciple of the Lingyin Sect shook his body and disappeared in an instant.

……

"Ahem...... Phew!"

A mouthful of thick phlegm spit on the ground, and among the dozens of corpses, one person's black hair fluttered, and his black robe was torn in several places, faintly revealing wounds.

"Happy!" wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth casually, Han Da clenched his fists and made a "crackling" sound, and was about to sit cross-legged to regulate his internal breath when suddenly a loud noise came from a distance.

"There is a master?!" Han Da's eyes instantly glowed, his knees squatted deeply, he took a deep breath, and the whole person bounced into the air violently, jumping towards the place where the loud noise came from, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

As for the storage bags of those corpses on the ground, Han Da didn't even look at it, but he didn't know who it would be cheaper.

At this time, Zhao An and the others didn't know that the explosion of the lock thunder had completely alarmed the surrounding monks.

Under the huge impact, Wei Lang only felt that half of his body was numb and unconscious, and he wanted to move, but he couldn't feel his right hand at all.

Turning his head sideways, Wei Lang saw clearly that half of his body had been blown away by the golden light at some point, and his flesh and blood were blurred, and a large amount of blood was constantly pouring out of his body.

Beside him, Lin Xingchen's face was completely unbelievable, and only a pair of eyes protruded remained, terrifying as a ghost.

Wei Tao on the side was also lying in a pool of blood, motionless, not knowing whether he was dead or alive.

At this moment, a golden streamer fell from the sky, crossing an arc of light in front of everyone, Wei Tao and Wei Lang didn't feel it for a while, but Lin Xingchen on the side suddenly changed his complexion, and he tried his best to drag Wei Lang in front of him.

"Ahh

With a scream, Wei Lang's eyes widened, and a long sword was deeply pierced into his back heart.

Looking straight at Lin Xingchen under him, Wei Lang's eyes showed a trace of viciousness and unwillingness to resent, and he wanted to say something, but a mouthful of blood foamed out of his mouth, as if he couldn't believe that he would become Lin Xingchen's shield until he died.

"Zhao An!"

Lin Xingchen's face suddenly distorted and became hideous, if his eyes could kill, then the person holding the sword in front of him would have been cut by Lin Xingchen with a thousand knives.

Zhao An...... Zhao An...... Zhao An!"

The person who just started it was Zhao An!

At this time, Zhao An's face was pale, his breathing was slightly unsteady, and even the hand holding the sword was a little trembling.

After hearing the voices of the three of them, he decisively spurted out the essence blood, forcibly sacrificed the green Xiaoding to take away the opponent's natal sword, and then used the concealment technique to converge the breath of the whole body to the extreme and hide it.

Although he didn't know Wei Tao and Wei Lang, he knew Lin Xingchen's personality and temperament too well, and he and Lin Xingchen were mortal enemies, so after hearing the conversation between Lin Xingchen and Wei Lang, he was even more determined to take Lin Xingchen's life.

If these three people refuse to come in, just leave, but if these three people really want to come in and wade into this troubled water, then he will naturally not let go!

Although the other party is three people, his lock heart thunder is equally powerful, because when Lin Xingchen and the three of them were about to leave the exit, Zhao An saw the opportunity and quickly threw out a lock heart thunder!

Sure enough, it hit the nail on the head!

Among the three people, Wei Lang's cultivation was the lowest, his alertness was also the worst, and he was the most seriously injured.

Although Wei Tao's cultivation is the highest, he is also extremely affected by the impact, and at this time he is lying motionless in a pool of blood, and his whole face is completely blown up, and he looks like death.

I'm afraid that these two people can't even think of it until they die, and they didn't even fight this time, so they were directly confessed to their lives by a lock heart thunder.

"Zhao An!"

Lin Xingchen stared at Zhao An with his eyes, and shouted Zhao An's name one after another, each of which contained infinite hatred and resentment.

His hands were torn apart by the golden light, and only a few fingers remained on his palms, but despite this, he still used his remaining fingers to make a finger, trying to condense the arc of dying blows.

Where would Zhao An give Lin Xingchen a chance to fight back, when the sword fell, Lin Xingchen's mouth opened wide, his eyes were full of unwillingness and hatred, and as soon as his right hand was loosened, there was no rise or fall in his chest, and he was completely breathless.

"Hoo ......"

With a long exhale, Zhao An's face turned pale, and he looked at the corpses all over the place tiredly, not daring to hesitate at all, and the next moment he didn't know where the strength came from, so he frantically ran to everyone's corpses, picking up the storage bags one by one.

The place of trials is full of dangers, he has been delayed here for so long, he just knows how many people will be attracted by the loud sound of the thunder in the heart, and one more minute here will be one more danger.

Just when Zhao An was about to pick up the last storage bag, a cold voice suddenly came from the side,

"You pick up the storage bag with your hands, not with your spiritual power...... Presumably, you can't even use even the most ordinary grasping skills now. ”

As soon as he heard this, Zhao An's bent body bent up like a spring, and his eyes stared at the source of the sound for a moment.