The scene became more intense, and there was already a shout of killing below. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Those who did not want to die for this had already retreated into the ancient forest a moment earlier.

The rest of the monks, at this moment, all rose red-eyed.

If you are not of my own race, kill!

If it's not my ally, kill!

If it's not my same clan, kill!

At this moment, the blood stained the scorched earth, and the wind and clouds moved!

The monks of all sides showed their own methods, and their moves were deadly, and they were all ruthless.

The screams continued, some people fell to the ground and slept long, and there were even corpses planted in the sky.

In just a few breaths, this place has changed from a pure land to a Senluo purgatory.

The wind howled, and the living lives kept dying.

Mo Soul An was taken back by Lin Ling to the safety of the ancient forest, and at this moment, thick blood came to his face, and the pupils of the little person contracted, and he lay on the ground retching for a while.

It wasn't until Lin Ling injected spiritual power into her body that she gradually calmed down.

However, a small face was still miserable and white, and his body couldn't stop trembling, but he didn't take his eyes off it.

A pair of eyes kept looking, extremely anxious, as if looking for something.

Lin Ling frowned, but seeing her anxious appearance, she could guess that she was looking for her relatives.

"Where, where......" the little man shuddered, knowing that her people were in the battlefield.

She felt it, but she couldn't find them.

Suddenly, a dark figure broke into the little man's sight, but he was instantly beheaded by a large knife, bringing a large amount of blood to spill.

The little man collapsed instantly: "Little brother! ”

It was a little brother in the clan who was kind to her, and she found it, but he was killed like that.

"Wow!!"

Mo Soul'an's eyes were red at the moment, and tears were surging wildly.

In this short period of time, another young lady she was familiar with was blocked by a sword, planted in a pool of blood, and trampled by several people.

The ink soul howled and cried, tearing his heart and lungs, and finally activated several defensive treasures, shaking Lin Ling away and rushing towards the bloody battlefield desperately.

Lin Ling's face changed greatly: "You can't find death?!" ”

If you don't want to think about it, she will fly to capture Mo Soul An, as long as Mo Soul An has the possibility of being Su Jiu, she will have to protect her.

Otherwise, if Su Jiu's soul is destroyed, she will definitely die.

However, he underestimated the astonishing extent of Mo Soul's treasure, and casually threw out a bracelet, which shook Lin Ling away again and rushed into the battlefield.

I don't know if it was her luck or the defense of her treasures was really amazing, she stumbled all the way and ran to the headless corpse unscathed.

"Little brother...... Little brother ......" The little man sat on the ground, with tears on his face, holding a bloody head in his hand, without the slightest fear, crying heartbreakingly.

Seeing this, those who avoided the war in the ancient forest all shook their heads and lamented.

There are also people who can't bear it, wanting to save this little girl, but after all, they don't dare to rush into this crazy melee.

"Boom-"

"Bell, bell, bell—"

In the melee, countless flashes of inspiration flashed, bringing the sound of metal collision one after another, harvesting one life after another.

The sword has no eyes, and many monks have been mistakenly killed by their fellow clansmen and died unjustly.

Mo Soul sat paralyzed in such a melee, the layers of light on his body trembled for a while, resisting one fierce attack after another.

Eventually, all of them shattered.

A sword light that came out of nowhere slashed straight towards Mo Soul'an.

Many people in the distance shook their heads and sighed, but they were suddenly resisted by a Miaoman figure.

It was Lin Ling.

Lin Ling came all the way here, her clothes were stained with blood at the moment, and she spent a lot of time coming over now after a short distance on weekdays.

Even blood spilled from the corners of his mouth, apparently with internal injuries.

After all, those who dare to participate in the melee today will not be the weak.

Jin Dan is here, and I don't know how much he has fallen.

The Yuanying monk in the sky is the main force.

However, there are also some proud people who dare to compete with Yuan Ying before they turn into babies.

Mohai is one of them.

At this moment, the means are fierce, and one by one the talismans seem to come to life in his hands, turning into soldiers and crushing a large number of enemies.

There is also the golden scale boy of the Golden Scale Clan, who also showed his might, and with a wave of his hand, the waves turned into a killing machine, killing an old generation of Yuan Ying.

There is also a black crow, huge and incomparable, from time to time it transforms into a woman, casting the power of a curse, and quickly harvesting life.

Naturally, there is no shortage of sects such as Xia Cang, which are also extraordinary and frightening.

There are even some loose cultivations, and the means are often unexpected, which makes people have to face up to it and have to be afraid.

And the bone rune that caused this melee, at this moment, finally fell into this mid-air range.

In an instant, countless spiritual lights burst out, causing the cultivators in the air to snatch wildly.

A middle-aged monk laughed, grabbed the talisman, and was about to run away.

But before he could take half a step, he was stopped and cut off, and even the Yuan Ying was completely crushed!

Falling into the hands of a hunchbacked old man, he reacted instantly, raised his hand to tear open the void, and as soon as he stepped in, he was about to move away.

But in an instant, acquaintances besieged him, forcibly destroying his spatial corridor and forcing him out.

This old man was really practical, and after shouting, he raised his hand and threw the talisman out, which was worthy of saving his life.

The people who were avoiding the battle in the distance were shocked and cold, and in this short breath, there were several more Yuan Infant powers.

Only one of them escaped, and the rest were all dead.

At this moment, a young man with golden eyes grabbed the talisman, and he immediately yelled into the sky below: "Come and help me!" ”

The words fell, and in the melee battlefield below, there were several monks suddenly, and in the flash of golden light, they turned into huge lions.

Getting rid of the people who were fighting around him, he stepped into the air to help the golden-eyed youth.

"Golden Roaring Lion?!" There was a sudden sound of inhaling in the ancient forest.

Unexpectedly, the golden roaring lion who lived in Yinshan for a long time was also born, and no one noticed them before.

This time, the golden-eyed young man received assistance, and in just a few breaths, he fought his way out of the bloody road and prepared to escape.

However, he didn't get far before he was intercepted by monks from all sides.

The golden-eyed young man snorted coldly, and the killing words in his mouth shook the sky, and in an instant, he also turned into a golden roaring lion, showing his blood.

With a strong body, he directly devoured a living Jindan Tianjiao.

Someone was immediately furious, and the attack became more and more violent.

The Golden Howler Lion also fell under such a siege.

smashed down below, and actually smashed several people out of serious injuries, which shows the history of its attack!

In the end, the golden roaring lion led by the leader turned into a young man with golden eyes again, and no longer tried to escape, but rushed towards the melee battlefield below, wanting to confuse everyone's sight and contain everyone's attack.

After all, almost all of the monks in the melee below have some connection with these monks in the air.

Some are direct bloodline, or descendants.

In any case, there will always be someone who will be held back.

Naturally, some people saw the attempt of the golden-eyed youth and scolded shamelessly, but they could only grit their teeth and chase wildly, and chased into the melee below.

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