Step by step, he stepped forward and grabbed the two of them.

Countless people are rushing to the dry valley, the four lower sects, the Demon Sect, the Mystic Sect, no matter what realm, everyone is rushing here.

The Luanxi Mountains, which have been silent for a long time, are boiling again.

The disciples of the four lower sects rushed over one after another on the cloud shuttle, and they fought with the Demon Sect Mysterious Sect who also arrived here.

Fei He, Xiao Shuyuan, Taishu Chang, Qi Changdao, Li Yunyao, and the disciples of the Hehuai Sect brought out by their subordinates closely formed a quadripartite array, but the disciples of Xiao Gufeng were missing, at this time, they were treating a steady stream of disciples sent down from the front line, and the chief Jiang Tong was nowhere to be found.

also disappeared, as well as Ding Yuan.

The seven-vein master has already stepped into the dry valley, and has not yet entered the secret abyss, solving the demon cultivation that rushed in front of him, Qi Jie looked at the secret abyss, there was a faint trace of worry between his eyebrows, and said in his heart: That kid won't really go in.

Shui Yue rushed over in the distance, and the first thing she said was: "Have you seen Tong'er?"

Qi Jie's expression was calm: "I haven't seen it."

The two stood side by side on the periphery of the battlefield, their eyes fixed on a mountain peak in the distance, where there was a man who made them quite jealous.

The legacy of the thirty-year-old Fang.

Fang Zhizhi was not interested in dealing with these people below, thinking about whether to leave or go in to take a look, after thinking for a long time, he muttered: "I'm not afraid that you will run away."

Get up and flee into heaven and earth.

Suddenly, there was a chill behind him, and he waved his hand with a sword.

A scorching wind blew in the distance.

In front of him, a man in green clothes stood with his hands in his hands.

Fang Zhiyi's brows furrowed slightly, he was already so cautious, he still met him.

The man in green clothes held an ordinary sword in his hand, and said in a low voice: "Hehuai Sect Caotang Zhou Zhi, come to ask for advice."

Fang Zhizhi in mid-air suddenly erupted into a monstrous karmic fire, and the momentum was so great that all the monk swordsmen who were not fighting again were stunned for a moment, looking at the earth-shattering spiritual skills in the half of the sky from a distance.

This blow was the most powerful move of his Fire Spirit Pattern, mobilizing the spiritual power with the power of faith that he had obtained from the Mystic Sect for more than ten years.

It was already far beyond the scope of ordinary spiritual skills, and the power of the Burning Sky poured into that small mountain in an instant.

Zhou Zhijing didn't dare to slack off, and slowly raised his hand, with that sword, as if the aura in the entire space was running with the sword body, Qi Jie was taken aback, and muttered: "I never expected Senior Brother Zhou to enter such a realm."

Carrying the wind, he fiercely went towards the raging karmic fire that pounced on him.

Half of the sky followed the sword and pressed towards Fang Zhizhi in the distance in the sky.

It was as if someone had fanned the flames with a huge fan, and suddenly, the karmic fires on both sides were squeezed by the sword and spread out in all directions.

The surrounding monks didn't care about the battle in front of them, got up and immediately fled, but even so, some people were still caught in the spilled flames, and in the blink of an eye, they fell into the sea of fire, desperately rolling on the ground to extinguish it.

Within a radius of several miles, no one dared to approach, and the living beings were silent. Suddenly, a bean-sized sword light burst out from the sea of fire, and Fang Zhiyi threw out a dagger from his cuff, dragging a long tail wing, splitting the entire sea of fire in two.

Zhou Zhijing's pupils shrank, and the sword in his hand hung in front of him, dividing eight swords, forming a circle with the tips of the swords facing each other.

A wave of qi erupted from the small circle in the center of the sword and shield, and white ripples visible to the naked eye swept across the entire battlefield.

Fang Zhizhi pinched an earthen road seal in his hand, and disappeared into the sky in the blink of an eye.

Zhou Zhijing took a step under his feet, and immediately appeared on the side of Fang Zhizhi's body, which was a mile away, and an iron bucket surrounded by a sword smashed towards Fang Zhizhi's body.

Fang Zhiyi's eyes were full of essence, he looked up to the sky and roared, holding up a pair of Dao diagrams with both hands, and the sword barrel was against each other, breaking through the sword formation in a moment, and a touch of lust flashed between his eyebrows: "Give you face, you really think you are invincible."

A shocking momentum erupted from top to bottom of his body, and a palm slapped out of the air, Qi Jie's heart jumped, and in the distance, a palm print suddenly appeared in the sky, and disappeared.

Zhou Zhijing's hands hung at his side, slowly lifted up, and countless sword shadows rose under his feet, rolling upside down in the sky like the sea, and the whole person stepped on the sea of swords like a flat boat, stormy, not moving at all.

"Go!"

The sea of swords in the sky was surging, and under the pressure of the remnant of the court, it intersected with the golden palm print for a moment, and immediately broke the method and rushed straight to the legacy of the party.

Fang Zhiyi's eyes were cold, his hands quickly formed the Dao seal, and suddenly, the image of the sword in the sky was fixed in mid-air.

A large lump of ice formed.

A tiny speck of light appeared in front of Zhou Zhijing.

"Not good".

Qi Jie stepped out one step at a time, took another step, took out a handful of floating dust from his sleeve, and propped it up into an umbrella shape at the top, together with the sword light.

Fang Zhiyi's brows furrowed slightly.

The yellow light in his hand flashed, and the whole person disappeared into this space, not knowing where he went.

Zhou Zhijing was covered in ice and shattered. His brow furrowed slightly.

After a while, he glanced at Qi Jie and said, "This kid's skills have improved a lot."

Qi Jie said: "Senior brother's swordsmanship has forced him to release the four Dao seals, and if he cultivates for a few more years, he will be able to behead him when he meets this kid."

Zhou Zhijing sighed and said for a while: "There is nothing missing, just a few years."

The two stared at the world in front of them, speechless for a long time.

Shui Yue was anxious about Jiang Tong, and couldn't decide whether she had gone to the secret abyss for a while, when suddenly a voice came from the side: "Master Shui Yue."

Shui Yue turned his head to see that it was the Chief of the Seven Veins.

The five men were now gathered together and rushed towards themselves.

Fei He, who was the leader, said: "Master Shuiyue, why don't you see Senior Sister Jiang?"

Uncle Tai often said: "Ding Yuan is also gone."

Seeing Shui Yue staring at the ancient city in front of him, he lost his voice and said, "They won't go in, right?"

Shui Yue sighed lightly and said, "You are on the periphery, don't be reckless."

Slowly walked towards the ancient city.

At a corner in the city, Jiang Tong stood closely beside Ding Yuan, and Yun Lan had a cold face. When he saw the saber that Ding Yuan carried, he glanced at his face, not wanting to see the two of them.

The big seal in his hand no longer had any light, and Haotian's sword intent once again covered the entire secret abyss.

Countless white-shadowed ghosts appeared in the city, appearing from strange places behind all kinds of monks, hunting down these people who rushed in.

Ding Yuan squatted in a corner, frowning and thinking about how to get out.

Jiang Tong took his arm, looked at Ding Yuan's genuine wife in front of him worriedly, and said nothing.

The more Yun Lan thought about it, the more angry she became, and she walked forward.

"Where are you going?".

"You don't have to".

Ding Yuan's lips moved slightly, and he walked over to grab her for a while, and said, "It's dangerous outside now, we have to wait for Shi Miaomiao to take us out."

Yun Lan was pulled by him, her heart softened, and she immediately stopped.

A figure jumped down from the roof, saw the three of them, was stunned for a moment, and then turned to Ding Yuan: "Where's the thing?"

Ding Yuan handed the source stone that emitted a faint white light in his hand to Shi Miaomiao.

Shi Miaomiao held it in her hand, often looked at it for a long time, and suddenly smiled and said, "It's hard work."

Turning to Yun Lan and said, "Fang Zhizhi ran away", and said: "Is such a man worth it?"

Yun Lan said angrily: "I have nothing to do with him", suddenly thought of something, and chuckled: "It's not worth it to worry about the lord."

Ding Yun tightened his whole body, and said anxiously: "What now?"

Shi Miaomiao took the source stone and said in a low voice: "The entire secret abyss is under my control."

With a wave of his hand, the source stone flew into the air, and suddenly a white light flashed, and those unjust soul warriors killed again.

Ding Yuan hesitated: "You don't have to kill the people here."

Shi Miaomiao was stunned for a moment, thought about it, stretched out her hand to recall the Haotian Divine Sword, the sword intent in the sky disappeared in an instant, and countless black shadows escaped from the secret abyss.

The Source Stone controls the entire Abyss City.

Like a huge cloud shuttle, slowly rising in the sky, the whole city, booming.

Shui Yue had not yet entered the ancient city, and suddenly saw countless flying shadows escaping from it, and his feet stopped.

In a moment, this ancient city, which had been silent for 10,000 years, let out a barbaric roar, and slowly flew towards the sky, and in a moment it was already a hundred feet above the ground.

The dark city is connected together, magnificent and magnificent, and it is getting higher and higher from everyone.

Then he flew away to the southeast.

Only a large pit was left that proved that it once existed.

It's like a dream.

However, there is still no trace of Ding Yuan and Jiang Tong.

To the southeast, it is the hinterland of South Zhuzhou.

During this period, the disciples of various factions slowly and orderly withdrew from the battlefield.

Several chief disciples looked at each other, stepped forward and said, "Master Shuiyue, what now?"

Shui Yue said in a deep voice: "Lead the disciples of all veins to retreat to the station, and be careful of the people of the Demon Sect and the Mystic Sect."

The group of disciples immediately retreated. Halfway through, Qin Guangyao whispered something to Xiao Shuyuan's ear.

Xiao Shuyuan frowned slightly, thought about it, took out another Yunshuo, and rushed towards the southeast with Qin Guangyao.

Thousands of miles away from the battlefield, the black city fell on a plain.

Ding Yuan let out a sigh of relief.

Shi Miaomiao took the three of them out of the big city.

Driving the source stone, the black iron city with a radius of dozens of miles, shrank in the blink of an eye, and fell into the middle of her hand.

Ding Yuan muttered in his heart: I knew that this thing could be played like this, so I took it myself.

But it's too late to regret it.

Shi Miaomiao exhaled lightly and said, "I'm leaving, there will be a period later."

Escape into the sky with the abyss.

There were only three figures left, looking at each other, not knowing what to do next.

Ding Yuan scratched his head and said hesitantly: "That...... Then we ......".

"There is no us, only you", Yun Lan put away the seal in her hand, and was about to run away, but was pulled by Ding Yuan again.

whispered: "Even if you leave...... ...... too".

"Want to divorce me?", Yun Lan sneered and said, "If you want to take a vacation, I have to go to Yun Che Sect, let's go now?"

Before he could finish speaking, a figure appeared in the distant sky.

"Boy, why don't you kill the people of the Mystic Sect when you see them?"

Shui Yue shouted angrily, and the sword light in his hand smashed directly into Yun Lan, Yun Lan was shocked in her heart, and retreated hundreds of zhang, the seal in her hand shining.

Jiang Tong was anxious: "Master, don't ......."

Shui Yue was stunned for a moment, and the anger in her heart was even stronger: "You can protect him, forget it, and protect that woman?"

Yun Lan became interested, didn't leave or fight, and quietly watched how Ding Yuan dealt with it.

Shui Yue shouted: "Follow me."

pulled Jiang Tong up, Jiang Tong didn't have time to speak, and was already taken away by Shui Yue into the world.

A voice came from afar: "Boy, you still have the poison of the Heart Devouring Pill on your body, think about what to do."

Yun Lan seemed to have someone breathing a bad breath for herself, exhaled lightly, and slowly stepped forward and said, "Let's go, go to Yunche Sect with me?"

Ding Yuan was extremely conflicted in his heart, and he didn't know what to do for a long time, so he sat down on the ground, hugged his knees, and put his head on his knees.

"I'm tired, take a break."

Suddenly, another shadow appeared in the sky, and Yun Lan chuckled and said, "It seems that Hehuaizong is good to you, and he has come one after another."