The third master nodded with a smile, and said with a brush: "Let's go." ”

Han Jiangxue turned around and ran quickly towards the courtyard of the beacon fire.

In the courtyard, the beacon fire looked at the smoke billowing from the back mountain, the candle flame in the house had already been extinguished by the wind, and the disciples who were waiting for him to flee fled, leaving only a thin little junior brother Qingran, who quickly packed his things, ran over, rolled up his sleeves and said: "Senior brother, I will carry you down the mountain, this place is about to collapse, let's run away." He said as he picked up the beacon fire and turned to run.

In the back mountain, the demon extermination crack is cracking, and the boiling molten slurry rolls along the crack in all directions of the mountain range, burning the grass, trees, mountains and forests, the entire Tianlun Mountain trembles violently, and it explodes with a "boom", Tianlun Mountain collapses, and the stones and flames splash and roll down, overwhelmingly shooting towards the Sword Immortal Pavilion.

The little junior brother ran out with the beacon fire on his back, only to run out, and a flying stone fell down in the face, the little junior brother shook off the beacon fire with an exclamation, and was instantly smashed into flesh by the boulder with a "pop", and under the smoking boulder, the red plasma overflowed.

Thrown to the ground, looking at the little junior brother who was smashed into flesh, Beacon was stunned until another flying stone fell, and a large hole was smashed into the roof behind him, and the boulder fell in the middle of the room, shattering the tables and chairs.

"Qingran, Qingran" In the light of the flying stone fire, Fenghuo's eyes instantly turned red, trembling all over, looking at the blood flowing out, his heart was like a knife.

Outside the courtyard, Han Jiangxue swept over quickly with a sword, found the beacon fire on the ground, carried him, and said, "The demon removal rift is cracking, let's go." ”

Carried on his back, Beacon Fire asked in a loud voice: "Master?"

At the mention of Master, Han Jiangxue's eyes turned red again, she gritted her teeth in pain, and said with difficulty: "Master, let's go." ”

Beacon Huo breathed a sigh of relief, until this moment, he thought that the master was still alive, but he had left one step ahead of them.

He asked, "Where do we make peace with Master?"

Han Jiangxue's heart tingled, her back tightened with Beacon Fire, her eyes were gloomy, and she said in a low voice: "Beacon Fire, don't worry, as long as I am alive, I will definitely protect you, at the end of the world, senior brother will accompany you." As he spoke, he jumped onto the roof and ran in the direction of the towering platform.

Before leaving the Sword Immortal Pavilion, he wanted to take the Qiankun Realm with him.

In the rain of boulders falling from the sky, the towering platform was smashed to pieces, and in the firelight, Su Dandan and Ao Zhan came to the eighth floor, standing in front of the peach blossom roll, the sword in her palm condensed out, and the black and white spiritual power around her body was swallowed, staring at the peach blossom roll, she said: "This is the Qiankun realm." ”

Ao Zhan stepped forward and stretched out his hand, only to touch the scroll with his fingers, and was immediately bounced away by a domineering force.

"There's an enchantment. Ao Zhan said in a deep voice, luck again, the blue spiritual power in his palm swallowed, and touched the scroll again.

With a "bang", a golden light in the scroll vibrated out, accompanied by a loud shout, and the phantom in the scroll turned into a streamer and flew out.

"Where is the demon, dare to trespass into the Qiankun realm. ”

The phantom dressed in white flew out with a fairy sword in his hand, blocking in front of the two of them, and he was full of righteousness and scolded sharply.

Su Dandan flicked the sword in his hand, and quickly struck towards the phantom splitting sword with Ling Bo step, and the sword in Ao Zhan's palm condensed out and fought with the phantom.

At the same time, in front of the collapsing Demon Elimination Rift, Demon Yan stood on top of the huge rock, looking at the boiling and roaring crack under his feet, the fragmented Sword Immortal Pavilion, at this moment, no one could stop the collapse of the rift.

(Markor Literature-)