Hearing this, the white-robed man's heart was shocked, and he hurriedly raised his head to look, only to see a blue-robed man with his hands behind his back, quite leisurely hanging in the air.

When the white-robed man was about to open his mouth to scold, his face suddenly turned pale, and he swallowed back the words that came to his mouth. He stomped his foot and quickly stepped back, waving the dim blood flute that had been in his hand at some point. The latter grunted loudly, and the blood on the surface churned again, and clouds of blood mist gushed out and climbed onto the man's body.

The white-robed man's hands were busy, but a pair of fine eyes stared at the cyan figure in the air, and his triangular eyes showed deep fear.

The blood mist climbed rapidly, enveloping the white-robed man in an instant. "Get up!" After a shout of rage, the blood mist disappeared without a trace.

The old lady who had just escaped the catastrophe walked around the ghost gate, saw a mysterious person who seemed to be a god descending into the world, and then fled from the white-robed young man who was still very arrogant before, this series of ups and downs made her heart fluctuate.

She fell to the ground with great vitality, looking up at the blue-robed figure in mid-air, and a bitterness filled her heart. In her memory, there was no such terrifying old man, and she didn't believe that the other party would come to rescue them.

If there is still a glimmer of hope for escape in the face of the white-robed youth, then in front of this young man who can suddenly ignore the forbidden sky ban of the giant snake clan, she is simply an ant-like existence. A gushing sense of powerlessness welled up in her heart, and the old woman sighed lightly, but she didn't dare to move at all.

"Just a god who exists, just want to escape from me?" The thought did not allow her to linger longer, and the young man's self-talk pulled the old woman back to reality, she was stunned for a moment, and then swallowed her saliva hard.

As soon as the words of the blue-robed young man fell, a painful scream came from a hundred feet away in the distance. The familiar voice fell into the ears of the old woman, and she knew that it must be a young man surnamed Ran.

Sure enough, a blood-colored figure staggered out of the void, and the old woman was shocked when she saw this, just because the figure was mutilated, only above the waist and below the legs were gone.

I saw a "whoosh", and a fist-sized blood flew out of the snow mist. The blood suddenly disappeared without a trace, and suddenly escaped from the void, followed by a hundred and ten cyan sword qi. Although the Blood Mang's Escape Technique is quite weird, it can't get rid of the sword qi at all, but it has a tendency to be overtaken.

Just as the sword qi was about to catch up with the blood rays, the sword qi changed for a while, turning into a cyan sword net, and suddenly enveloping the blood rays into it.

At the same time, with a single move of the blue-robed young man suspended in the air, the sword net flew back into his hand, and the net was wrapped in a motionless Yuan Ying.

After that, the young man in the green robe turned his head and glanced at the surrounding situation, pinched the trick with both hands, and recited silently in his mouth. Next, countless cyan sword qi poured out from his body, attacking towards the snake cultivators and the crowd below. Seeing the dense sword qi like locusts flying away, the old woman's scalp was numb for a while.

The sword qi was fleeting, and by the time the snake cultivators sensed something was wrong, it was too late. Whenever a sword qi falls, a snake cultivator will fall to the ground. When the snake cultivators saw this sword qi like a life-urging talisman, how could they still have the heart to take care of besieging the trapped people, they all scattered as birds and beasts, and each fled for his life.

However, the sword qi stuck to them, and once they were not careful, they were cut into several pieces and died on the spot. In just a few moments, more than a thousand snake cultivators lay on the ground.

The fear of death spread like a plague, and the surviving snake cultivators threw away their armor and ran for their lives. Wails and howls filled the sky, half of the canopy was stained red with blood, and this place was like purgatory.

The trapped people didn't know what was going on, the snake cultivators who had attacked them frantically before, but now they couldn't wait to flee from this place, and the mighty cyan sword qi and the snake cultivators who fell to the ground one after another couldn't help but gasp.

Although they were glad that the snake cultivator was killed, they were also afraid of when those sword qi would pierce them, so they could only huddle together, not daring to move.

The sword qi galloped and danced, stirring up the heaven and earth vitality for a while. The bloody wind fluttered, the blood rain sprinkled, the whole sky was filled with blood mist, and the trapped people curled up in the blood mist, smelling the rich smell of blood, almost nauseating. Fortunately, this situation did not last long, and when the sun was thrown back into the blood mist, the shouts and roars disappeared, and the surroundings fell into an eerie silence.

The sword qi that raged before had also disappeared without a trace, and if it weren't for the countless broken corpses lying on their sides in strange shapes around them, and the surroundings that were still dense forests before, but now turned into flat ground, most of the people would have thought that they had a nightmare.

After a storm is raging, it is not necessarily calm. When the old woman came back from her extreme shock, her eyes were full of disbelief, no, to be precise, frightened, extremely frightened.

However, her more than 1,000 years of longevity was not in vain, and when the last trace of sword qi disappeared and the last snake cultivator fell to the ground, the old woman realized that she should make a statement, although she was not sure if it was death that greeted her.

The old woman straightened up with difficulty, staggered to the wooden staff of the beast's head, which had lost her spirituality, bent down and slowly picked it up, and walked towards the figure with the wooden staff.

The blue-robed figure finally descended slowly, and he didn't even glance at the slaughtered snake cultivators around him, but instead focused his gaze on the two thin figures in the trapped crowd. Then, he turned his attention to the old woman. The latter, preoccupied, naturally noticed his action, and his expression became even more tense.

"Senior, thank you for coming to the rescue, the grace of saving your life is beyond your return. When the old woman approached, she wanted to kneel down with her knees bent.

The blue-robed figure frowned slightly, raised her big sleeves, and an invisible force supported the old woman's bent knees until she straightened her. "The old lady doesn't need to be polite, she is also a human race, so I naturally want to save her. ”

The old lady thanked her again with trepidation, she hesitated for a moment, and said respectfully. "The old body boldly asks for the name of the predecessors, the grace of saving lives, and my Yuan family must remember the name of the benefactor forever. ”

The old lady was serious. The blue-robed figure smiled slightly and said. "Under the surname of the rain. The old lady was seriously injured, so it was better to sit on the ground. ”

"Seniors, the old body would never dare to do this. The old man introduced the members of my Yuan family to the seniors, I don't know what the seniors think?" the old woman heard this, and pushed back in fear.

After hearing that the person in front of her answered softly, the old woman dared to look up at this blue-robed senior. I saw that he was green and straight, with black hair reaching to his waist. The face is quite handsome, and the thin mold outlines the arc of perseverance. The slight smile was embedded with a pair of deep eyes.

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