As the tornado created by the terrifying melody of the wayward elixir continued to grow, Dong Xizheng felt as if his sea of consciousness was being cut by a thousand knives, and there were countless reptiles biting, making his pain level increase geometrically again. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Dong Xizheng is now engrossed in enduring the superimposed pain, any distractions have been abandoned by him, and he has only one thought now - to persevere and live!

And in the outside world at this moment, it is already a chaos, the picture of the pill turning into powder with the wind is too shocking, the people present have never seen such a spectacular scene in their lives, after all kinds of unwilling strange screams and curses, they are all stunned to look at the Danshan that could not be seen at a glance!

The original Danshan dissipated by a third in a short period of time, and it was only a long time, even if so many monks grabbed it together, it was not so fast.

"Pills! Elixir! Mine, mine! "Those red-eyed cultivators pounced on the remaining pills like stupid, trying to be able to get a little more before they dissipated. The original fear of the Great River Sword Sect seemed to have been diluted, and at this moment, these scattered cultivators only had pills in their eyes.

"Look for death!"

These monks seemed to have really forgotten that the previous executioner was still on the scene, and it was still easy for the monks in the middle of the Jindan of the Great River Sword Sect to kill these monks, but these monks didn't care about the fall around them, as long as they still had a breath, they were all desperately rushing to the pill.

Zuo Heng had already returned to the team united by the Sword Sect and the Qi Sect, looked at those scattered cultivators, and mocked: "These scattered cultivators are really beyond their own strength, and they don't even want their lives for the sake of some pills." Hong Kuai, you have to thank the sect, if there is no sect, you will be like these scattered cultivators, for the sake of limited resources. ”

Guan Hong nodded quickly, for the current Sword Sect, Guan Hong Kuai didn't like it very much, he always felt a little more utilitarian, and for that kind of single-minded sword spirit has almost been consumed, Elder Zuo Heng is a good example. The world thought that only in the Sword Sect could he cultivate the purest sword intent, and only Guan Hongkuai knew that his current Yuan Dan cultivation was also promoted so quickly by relying on pills.

After this incident, it's time to leave the sect for a while, go to find the junior sister and master, and also find the purest sword intent. Guan Hongkuai thought secretly.

The old man has also returned to Mo Ziyan and Mo Yan, his experience is a little different from those sect disciples, once he was the first day of the Sword Sect, and he was the youngest Jindan monk in the Sword Sect, at that time he was like a newly born sword, sharp and incomparable. It was only later that something happened that caused him to leave the Sword Sect, and in this mortal world, he felt that he had truly found his home.

"Alas~"

Only when you have experienced it yourself can you understand the bitterness in it, looking at those stupid casual cultivators, the old man sighed.

The monk in the middle of the Jindan period obviously didn't expect these scattered cultivators to be so stubborn, he was not a real killing machine, looking at the fallen monks one by one, he actually felt pity in his heart, and he was stunned.

"Wu Jue!" The Jindan mid-stage monk named Wu Jue was stunned for a moment, and Li Liangxiao said to him. Wu Jue knew what the head of the house meant, and he was blaming himself for why he stopped.

One stunned mind is enough to change a lot of things, and by the time Wu Jue gritted his teeth and made another move, it was already too late. There have been scattered repairs to the side of Danshan.

At the forefront was Dong Xizheng's old acquaintance, Proud Shark. A trace of pathos flashed in Ao Shark's eyes, and then he made a move that no one expected, he grabbed a handful of pills and swallowed them, and then reflexively rushed towards Wu Jue.

"Bang!" The proud shark exploded the moment it rushed to Wu Jue, and the honest and ruthless uncle before disappeared from this world forever.

Wu Jue was a little unprepared for the Proud Shark's actions, and was blown up by the air wave formed by the Proud Shark's human bomb, and a mouthful of sweet blood gushed up his throat.

After the proud shark, the scene that Wu Jue will never forget appeared, and those monks who ran to Danshan were like proud sharks, swallowing the pill without hesitation, and rushing towards Wu Jue without hesitation.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

The explosions came one after another, and even Mo Ziyan, Zuo Heng, Li Liangxiao and others who were watching from the side looked at it, so that no one from the Great River Sword Sect helped Wu Jue.

"Boom!"

By the time the Great River Sword Sect monks reacted, it was already too late, and all the scattered cultivators rushed to Wu Jue together, going to Huangquan like a death squad. An unprecedented explosion resounded through the Danzong ruins, shaking the entire Danzong ruins, as if they were playing a sad song for those scattered cultivators!

This blow is comparable to a dollar baby!

The old man of the wine, Zuo Heng, and Li Liangxiao all used their Yuan Li, and made knots with both hands to avoid being affected.

Wu Jue, who was in the center of the explosion, did not have this kind of treatment, and he carried the explosion with a strong knot. By the time the smoke and dust gradually dissipated, Wu Jue no longer had a piece of good flesh on his body, and a large piece of his bloody chest was sunk down. This blow is enough to kill!

Wu Jue's pupils gradually dilated, but a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth. Wu Jue, who died because of these scattered cultivators, was relieved before he died, and at the moment when those scattered cultivators rushed towards him, he understood the true meaning of sword cultivation, so he did not dodge, and there was no defense.

In the face of Wu Jue's fall, all parties reacted differently, the old man sighed, Zuo Heng didn't feel anything, just looked at his sword, as if he had a feeling, and Guan Hong quickly looked at Wu Jue, who was fearless before death and went to Jiuquan with a smile, and became more determined to come to his own determination.

The most excited thing was Li Liangxiao's wave of people from the Great River Sword Sect, Wu Jue was the future star of their sect, originally they thought that as long as Wu Jue defended with all his strength, that blow would not be enough to make him fall, but they never expected that Wu Jue would choose not to defend.

Li Liangxiao finally vented his anger at Mo Ziyan's wave of people, "Old man wine, do you really want to protect these little cubs?" ”

The old man's answer was yes, and Li Liangxiao and the others didn't talk nonsense, and attacked the old man in a triangular formation. And Zuo Heng was watching from the sidelines, as if he didn't plan to make a move.

When the old man was fighting against the Great River Sword Sect, the speed of the elixir dissipation also reached its peak, and within a dozen breaths, there were originally two-thirds of the elixir, which had never appeared, and disappeared from everyone's field of vision.

When Danshan disappeared, the nine pills that had been placed on the altar finally moved, and they floated to Dong Xizheng's side very regularly, lined up, and then began to circle around him.

When everyone in the Sword Sect and Qi Sect who did not participate in the fight saw this scene, their eyes straightened, and Lin Xiao even secretly said to Zuo Heng. "Elder Zuo, are we going to make a move? There must be a secret in this kid. ”

Zuo Heng looked at Dong Xizheng's side for a few seconds, and finally shook his head as if he had made a decision, it seemed that he still had scruples and did not plan to make a move now.

Feeling the unfriendly eyes of the Sword Sect and the Qi Sect, Mo Ziyan and the four of them were excited, and their whole bodies were on guard. Mo Yan's memory of Dong Xizheng stayed at the fact that they dug Dong Xizheng out, and couldn't understand why his brothers were so defending. But he didn't ask, but like several other people, he devoted himself to Dong Xizheng.

As these nine pills revolve around Dong Xizheng more and more frequently, Dong Xizheng's sea of knowledge is also experiencing the pain of turning over the river and the sea!