The spirit python clan's Ning Dan period demon cultivator took the boiling ceremony away, staring at Lu Ge with both eyes all the way, for fear that the other party would strike a violent blow. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Lu Ge didn't make a move, he valued Beichen more than killing and killing. At this moment, Lu Ge knew very well in his heart that protecting the safety of Beichen was the top priority.

Fei Ge turned his head, looked at Beichen who was sitting on the ground, and withdrew the power of the dragon captured in his right hand.

"You kid, you always surprise people!"

If it is said that the urging talisman is a talisman maker's means of fighting the enemy. The sacrifice of the Dan furnace spiritual fire is a Dan Xiu's housekeeping skill.

Beichen has been refining the Xuanqi Dan Furnace and the Blue Blood Spirit Flame for a while, and he can almost command like an arm. His identity as an alchemist is not visible to others. So I have never used this method, but I didn't expect that the critical moment was to resolve a crisis for myself.

If you want to talk about Beichen's mood at this moment, it is definitely regret. If there is a song, why should he expose one of his hole cards!

Fei Ge stretched out his hand and copied Beichen under his armpit, and said with a smile: "You kid, don't show a look of remorse, the python shadow of the spirit python clan is a must-kill blow, although I have the means to save your life, you will inevitably be injured and injured, how long do you think your identity as an alchemist can be hidden!"

Hearing this, Beichen was a little stunned, no wonder Fei Ge would exchange the pill for himself at the beginning, it turned out that the sect had already arranged it. And that alchemy experience that helped him a lot can be said to make up for his confusion when he first became an alchemist. He just didn't know how his identity as an alchemist was discovered by the top level of the sect.

Beichen has just entered the level of an alchemist, how could he have expected the methods of Feishan Ancestor, an alchemy master who has been immersed in alchemy for many years.

"I still want to thank Uncle Shi for coming to the rescue!"

Fei Ge nodded, his figure moved, and he quickly retreated, leaving the battlefield with Beichen and entering the spirit stone mine.

At this time, on the battlefield, the killing has reached a fever pitch. High in the sky, the five Dao Spirit Realm Ancestors also played out real fire, and each came up with a means to press the bottom of the box.

Suddenly, the sky of the entire battlefield darkened, and a heavenly demonic power burst out from the depths of the Beast Mountain.

Beichen, who was sitting quietly in the spirit stone mine, also opened his eyes in shock and looked in the direction of the beast mountain with a shocked expression. Could it be that the demon clan still has a backhand?

"Nan Xuanzong, you still have my spirit python clan in your eyes!"

A roar of anger shocked the world. In the high sky, the two ancestors of Yushan and Qingshan, facing the huge demonic power, with the cultivation of the Thunder Tribulation Realm, actually breathed stagnantly and couldn't move.

The three demon kings of Ao Kun, seeing that the time had come, started with their best moves, and each hit a fatal blow.

However, to the surprise of the three of them, although the two Yushan Ancestors looked surprised, they did not have the slightest fear.

The three demon kings sank in their hearts, and each quickly retreated.

It's a pity that it's too late to withdraw at this time!

A magnificent sword light flew rapidly from the sky over Mizhou, instantly shattering the three people's forced attack, the sword power did not decrease in the slightest, dominating the world, and it was forced to kill without topping!

"Miaoshan, you dare!"

Inside the beast mountain, the ancestor of the demon clan shouted again, but this time he didn't have the previous domineering, but there was a trace of anger.

A huge dragon claw stretched out from the depths of the beast mountain, and the air collided with the sword.

The two immortal forces collided, the void exploded, and the heavens and the earth were discolored.

The sword slashed through the dragon's claws and hit the three demon kings with shocked faces.

The Fire Turtle Demon King showed a huge turtle demon body, but he was cut in half and died tragically on the spot; the Python Crocodile Demon King also showed his body, and his two forelimbs were cut off by the sword, his body was broken, blood was pouring out, and he was dying on the ground.

Among the three demon kings, Ao Kun was the least injured, but he was also forced out of his body, and one of the two antlers on his head was cut off.

The two ancestors of Yushan and Qingshan were also swept away by the strength of the recoil, and each was injured a little.

Beichen sat in the Spirit Stone Mine Guardian Formation, staring at the incomparable sword all the time. The power of a sword, the world is discolored.

Beichen muttered: "I don't know the sky, I don't know the height, life and death are the same thing!"

A stunning sword, dominating the world and shocking all the cultivators of the two clans. Everyone stopped fighting and left the field in disgrace.

Southern Xuanzong, a supreme sect, a real person in the Miaoshan realm of the Soul Casting Realm, is strong and powerful on the battlefield!

"Emperor Boil, I haven't seen you for many years, you haven't made any progress!"

The Emperor of Boiling, the patriarch of the Spirit Python Clan, is also the Demon King of the Spirit Casting Realm.

Beichen coughed twice, spit out a mouthful of blood in his throat, walked out of the spirit stone mine tremblingly, and looked up at the sky, the immortal figure.

Feifu and the others, under the leadership of Lu Ba, withdrew from the battlefield, and many seriously injured disciples fell into a coma.

Beichen glanced at everyone, his expression relieved.

Fei Xuan was hit hard, and when he retreated, he continuously used the position of thick earth to resist the attacks of several Gu Yuan in the later stage. Non-feast, non-far, but also with injuries. Jia Jun and Fei Lian were still in good condition, but their expressions were a little gloomy, and they were obviously shocked by the tragic battle on the battlefield. Fei Chen and Fei Dun were also a little injured, but their faces were not bad, and Fei Chen was even more in a sympathy of heaven and man at this time, and it seemed that he had an epiphany about the battle situation!

Feifu came to Beichen's side and saw that he was injured, and his brows were furrowed.

went to the storage bag, scooped out a jade crystal bottle, and Feifu poured out a three-color crystal healing pill the size of a dragon's eye from it.

"This is the Sanyuan Xuandan, you take it quickly!"

Beichen was stunned, Xuandan, this is a good thing. He was not polite to Feifu, and after taking the Sanyuan Xuandan, he raised his head and took it.

Xuandan entered the body, turned into pure medicinal power, and began to make up for Beichen's seriously injured Dao body, continue the bone and veins, and build muscles and blood.

In the Battle of Shicai, Feifu has been paying attention to Beichen, but he has been entangled by two demon beasts at the peak of Guyuan, and it is difficult to separate.

Seeing that Beichen killed several high-level demon clans alone, and fought with the spirit python clan monks, he didn't know whether to be happy or worried.

At this time, high in the sky, the two ancestors of Yushan and Qingshan stood behind the Miaoshan Sect Venerable.

On the side of the demon clan, the demon king of Ao Kun also recovered his body, and stood behind the emperor.

"Miaoshan, how are you doing, do you really want to start a war with my demon clan?"

The thick voice of the boiling emperor sounded from high in the sky, and the unique power of the top demon clan was very thick.

Miaoshan Zhenren pursed his lips disdainfully, "The two clans are at war, do you think that your Spirit Python clan can represent the demon clan, in a word, give up a thousand miles of Beast Mountain as a hunting ground for my Southern Xuanzong disciples!"

Beichen's face darkened, and he gave up a thousand miles from the Beast Mountain, isn't this a compensation for cutting the land! Zongzun really dared to speak!

"Miaoshan, don't go too far, your Nan Xuanzong himself is attacked by the enemy, and you want to fight my demon clan's idea, your Nan Xuanzong don't have too much appetite!"

"What nonsense, let go of the Thousand Miles Beast Mountain, otherwise I will do one now, and I will beat you down, and it will also be the Thousand Miles Beast Mountain to make compensation!"

Miaoshan's real voice landed, and his breath was long, suppressing the coercion of the top demon clan of the Emperor. At the same time, the two ancestors of Yushan and Qingshan each took a step forward, and their whole bodies were full of momentum.

Emperor Huang laughed angrily, "Okay, very good, I'll see how many disciples you Nanxuanzong have, and bring them to give me the demon clan's stomach!"

"It's really unbelievable!"

A big battle between Southern Xuanzong and Beast Mountain was quelled under the appearance of Nanxuanzong Sect Zun Miaoshan Zhenren and the patriarch of the Spirit Python Clan, the Emperor Demon King.

After the war, the demon clan retreated thousands of miles and gave up the Thousand Miles Beast Mountain to Nanxuanzong as a hunting ground.

Such a powerful news immediately spread throughout the entire Southern Regions, and the ten sects were shaken, and the demon clan was shocked!

Nan Xuanzong fought with the Beast Mountain, and Miaoshan Zhenren killed the Fire Turtle Demon King with a knife in front of the Emperor, and severely damaged the two demon kings of Python Crocodile and Ao Kun, so the record shocked the two demon clans.

In the Southern Regions Cultivation Realm, the legendary cultivation journey of the Southern Xuanzong Sect Zun Miaoshan Zhenren was once again discussed.

"I don't know the sky, I don't know the height, and there are no two knives in life and death!"

This is a legend of blood and fire, a legend of a mountain of corpses filled with a sea of blood!