Almost all of the powerhouses above the middle stage of the Empty Realm have a second soul clone, and facing one person is equivalent to fighting two people at the same time. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

However, due to the fact that the current middle-aged man is seriously injured and cannot use the second soul clone to fight, and wants to use the celestial skills, he is also beaten by Zhuo Yifan's violent attack and has no power to parry, if this kid uses the celestial skills to fight with him in a decent manner, the middle-aged man still has the residual strength to fight back, but who would have thought that a kid in the early stage of the spiritual realm, the strength of the physical body is far beyond the strength of the empty realm?

"Boy, don't deceive people too much, if you block Lao Tzu's way again, Lao Tzu will die with you."

Zhuo Yifan pursed his lips disdainfully when he heard this, and continued to slash towards the middle-aged man with a huge kitchen knife, and with a few knives, the Xuanjie spear in the middle-aged man's hand was blown away, and after a period of fierce pursuit, the middle-aged man was several times more miserable than Zhuo Yifan pretending to be a beggar, not only with a blue nose and swollen face, but also covered in blood.

"Little Wang Baba, Lao Tzu fought with you ......"

Seeing this scene, Zhuo Yifan scolded angrily, and the girl ran in the opposite direction of the middle-aged man.

"! The breeze thief is really strong, and he blows himself up at every turn. ”

The middle-aged man didn't laugh angrily, in fact, he had already noticed the people who were ambushed around, and knew that he was in a catastrophe today, so he tried his best to pull a cushion, and there was no doubt that Zhuo Yifan became the best candidate.

"Hahahaha! I want to run! Can you run away? ”

"Heavenly art, 'moving stars and changing buckets'" gradually Zhuo Yifan ran out of the ambush range of everyone, in order not to affect everyone, he had to choose to face it alone, the self-explosion of the powerhouse in the middle of the empty realm is compared to the self-explosion in the middle of the spirit realm, it is like the gap between Haoyue and fireflies, in the face of life and death, Zhuo Yifan had to lead the middle-aged man out of the encirclement of everyone.

Fortunately, after the middle-aged man used the Heavenly Technique three more times, he had no strength to use it, and the distance between him and Zhuo Yifan at this time was only five or six meters away, which was enough to blow him to pieces.

At this moment, Zhuo Yifan jumped across from an embarrassed old figure, the two looked at each other, obviously not acquaintances, but when the middle-aged man and the old man looked at each other, their pupils continued to shrink, and an even more terrifying momentum blasted away, and Zhuo Yifan, who was originally sandwiched between the two, was directly pressed into the air.

"He Feng, you dare to use everyone to monopolize the sacrifice and openly betray the organization, and the old man accepted you today. The mid-level Heavenly Technique 'Nine Heavens Thunder'", in an instant, the sky was covered with dark clouds, and several thunderbolts the thickness of buckets slashed towards the middle-aged man, the momentum was terrifying, this was the battle of the powerhouses of the Empty Realm, although both of them were seriously injured, but their power was still not to be underestimated.

"Hahahaha! Old man Xiao, you came just in time, originally Lao Tzu thought that just a kid in the early stage of the spiritual realm was not enough to accompany the funeral, but I didn't expect you, the old boy, to send it to the door by himself. ”

A terrifying and violent aura erupted from the middle-aged man's body, and even the thunder and lightning in the sky were avoided, and the next moment, a loud bang resounded through the abyss of ten thousand beasts again, and many mysterious beasts were frightened and fled in all directions, and countless birds were frightened and flew into the sky.

The middle-aged man immediately fell into a violent turbulence within two kilometers, and the dark clouds in the sky were also shattered.

It can be said that the white-haired old man Xiao Lao suffered from the pond fish, and he finally managed to escape from the pursuit of the King Kong God Ape after being hit hard, but he didn't expect to meet a middle-aged man before he ran out for a long time, this is the dark side of human nature under the trend of huge interests.

The moment Zhuo Yifan was rushed away by the two, he took advantage of his strength to fall towards the woods in the distance, and was once again hung on the treetops sadly.

Even if Zhuo Yifanfu had a great life, this time he completely fainted. After an hour, the chaotic source power fluctuations of the two masters of the Void Realm slowly calmed down, and it was only at this time that everyone dared to come out to find Zhuo Yifan's traces, in fact, they really hoped that a miracle would appear on Zhuo Yifan's body again, otherwise this time they might really be crushed.

Murong Xue anxiously shouted Zhuo Yifan's name, but no one responded for a long time, and the forest in the abyss of ten thousand beasts was also very dense, to find an ant-like human in a place with such a mixed breath was like looking for a needle in a haystack, fortunately, the place where the two masters blew themselves up was only less than ten miles away from the place where everyone was ambushed, and it was still not a big problem to search in such a diameter range.

"Senior Brother Zhuo, where are you? If you still have a breath, just keep your voice out! ”

"Senior Brother Zhuo, don't hide, come out quickly!"

………………………… Another hour passed, and everyone still did not find any trace of Zhuo Yifan.

The grumpy wind war, panting under a towering tree of two people's hugging thickness, smashed into the tree in a circle of anger.

"Damn Qingfeng thief, if Senior Brother Zhuo has any three longs and two shorts, Lao Tzu will lead the troops to destroy you when he goes back."

Murong Xue walked up to Feng Zhan with a lonely face and shook her head, obviously not finding Zhuo Yifan.

One after another, everyone came to gather in front of Feng Zhan, but the result was still the same, no one found any trace of Zhuo Yifan.

Feng Zhan slammed his fist into the tree again, roaring angrily.

"Lao Tzu must destroy the breeze thief, no one wants to stop me, damn bastard, dare to kill Lao Tzu's brother."

There was a loud bang, and ten meters away from them, a heavy object smashed into the dead leaves, splashing up bursts of smoke and dust, Rao was thick enough for the dead leaves, but the ground also shook for a while, and it was obvious that the heavy object fell from a very high place.

When everyone gathered around to take a look, it turned out to be Zhuo Yifan, who was covered in blood and in tattered clothes.

Murong Xue hurriedly rushed forward, picked up Zhuo Yifan's upper body, stretched out her hand to probe her nose, fortunately there was still a faint breath, she let out a long sigh of relief, and nodded to everyone, meaning that it was not a big deal. In the Taiyan Ancient Domain, it is not like the earth, people are not far from death if they have one breath left, but here, as long as there is still one breath, it will not take long for them to be alive again.

"Senior Brother Feng, what is the best healing potion you have there?"

Everyone took out their best healing elixir one after another, and the result was very disappointing to everyone, and everyone's best healing elixir was only a third-order pulse potion, but it was okay to do so, at least it could quickly dredge Zhuo Yifan's injured bones and meridians, and whether he could wake up in the shortest possible time depended on the extent of his injury.

"Hey! I really don't know what kind of monster Senior Brother Zhuo is, it's just that the Spirit Realm cultivator can't kill him if he explodes, but I didn't expect that under the self-explosion of the powerhouse of the Empty Realm, he can still pick up a small life, and he can't accept it if he wants to! Dugu Aotian was very envious of Zhuo Yifan's strong body, as soon as he thought of this, and then looked at the beautiful and delicate Fang Xiaoya beside him, he felt yy in his heart, if he had such a strong body, he would definitely be able to become ten times a night.

"Isn't it? Not to mention that the self-explosion of a mid-stage spiritual realm cultivator can't blow up a spiritual realm cultivator, there have been several incidents of early-stage spiritual realm cultivators exposing themselves to killing a strong person in the early stage of the spiritual realm, isn't this too big a gap? Cao Geng said with emotion, but Shi Xiaotian agreed with Dugu Aotian's idea even more, because both of them were people with fancy intestines.

An hour passed, two hours passed, three hours passed, seeing that the sky was approaching evening, but Zhuo Yifan was still in a coma, but his mouth kept making dreams, as if he was shouting his parents, Murong Xue who was holding him didn't know what his parents meant, but looking at Zhuo Yifan's slightly frowning eyebrows, two drops of eyes slipping from the corners of his closed eyes, and the slightly deflated sad look at the corners of his mouth, she understood that this must be indispensable in his life.

It was the first time Murong Xue saw the sunny and optimistic Zhuo Yifan's fragile side, and unconsciously, she hugged him tighter, gently caressing the angular cheeks, and her eyes gradually became blurred.

In his sleep, Zhuo Yifan felt a warm big hand holding him in the palm of his hand, and he rubbed the warm softness with his head, and smashed his mouth with satisfaction, all of which was reassuring.

"This guy, it's still so dishonest when ......'re asleep" Murong Xue, who was originally in a daze, found that the hateful guy in her arms actually rubbed her head against her towering part, and suddenly there was a tingling feeling, and her face instantly turned crimson.

Several other teenagers in the team looked enviously at Zhuo Yifan, who was sleeping peacefully, and really wished that the man in Murong Xue's arms was himself.

"Hey! I really envy Brother Zhuo! This life is also happy, right? ”

Dugu Aotian looked at Fang Xiaoya beside him, and wanted to lean towards her, but he was dodged by one of them, and in the end, the idea of a certain wolf did not come true, and he fell down among the dead leaves with an embarrassed bang, splashing countless fallen leaves.

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