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When Yun Jing opened his eyes, he was overjoyed in his heart, because he saw a touch of the sea.

This sea, far away in the sky, flashes with blue light, and the sky above the sea is gloomy and gloomy, and grievances are churning.

The sea of resentment is ahead, and I finally see the sea of resentment!

But then Yun Jing's heart sank suddenly.

Connected to the sea was a gray desert beneath his feet, but not far away stood a man on a sand dune.

At this time, Lin Ziyue arrived, and the next one, Sun Erhu, arrived.

They also saw people standing on the sand dunes.

Sun Erhu opened his eyes angrily and said, "Brother, it's Deacon Zhao, the dog thief!" ”

Yun Jing didn't speak, his face was cloudy, and his eyes were shining with anger.

Lin Ziyue's eyebrows were furrowed, because she had already felt the aura of murder.

"I didn't expect that you three condensate stage muddy boys would be able to break through the Valley of Evil and come here safe and sound! Well, let me destroy you three muddy boys who don't know the height of the sky! ”

Deacon Zhao Leng Sensen said. Before the words fell, a coercion in the middle of the knot pill erupted.

The clouds in the sky churned, the gray sand on the ground suddenly sank, and the air suddenly froze!

This is the coercion of the monks of Yudan! An invisible giant palm pressed down from the sky.

Yun Jing and the three of them had already held up the spiritual power cover, and when the coercion gushed out, the spiritual power cover of the three of them shook for a while, Yun Jing took a step back, Lin Ziyue took two steps back, and Sun Erhu took three steps back.

This is the gap between the cultivation of the three people!

The three of them were forced to retreat involuntarily by Deacon Zhao's coercion, after all, there was a big difference in spiritual power cultivation, even if Yun Jing was already higher than his opponent in terms of divine sense cultivation, but he was far inferior to the coercion of spiritual power, and he had to take a step back.

After the three of them stood firm, Yun Jing transmitted Sun Erhu: "Spare no effort and strike a blow to the death!" ”

Sun Erhu understood. Lin Ziyue retreated more than a dozen feet and stood out of the battle group.

Yun Jing raised his head, snorted coldly, and let out a divine thorn, with a soft sound, and went straight to Deacon Zhao's sea of knowledge.

This Deacon Zhao basically took these three condensation stage boys in his eyes, and even after releasing the pressure of the book, even the spiritual power shield was not supported.

In his opinion, these three people can only be restrained, and they can't even enter his coercive circle, so he doesn't need to consider his own protection.

If he had found out the origin of Yun Jing and Sun Erhu, maybe he would have taken some precautions, after all, the head of the Fashu Sect and the Danjian Sect were also very important.

Under the same cultivation, the spells and combat power of the disciples of the personal transmission are often much higher than those of ordinary disciples.

Especially, if he knew that one of them was a personal disciple of Wen Hao, the head of the Dharma Book Sect, who was known for his divine consciousness cultivation, he would definitely regret his carelessness!

What's more, this person's divine consciousness cultivation is stronger than his.

After he released the coercion, he saw the three of them retreating one after another, thinking only about how the three of them chose to escape, and who he should kill first. He definitely didn't expect that the three of them would not escape, and they would dare to launch a main attack on him.

Yun Jing snorted coldly, and the divine thorn he sent out easily penetrated Deacon Zhao's coercion, and penetrated into his sea of consciousness without hindrance.

His consciousness blurred for a moment, and then his headache cracked. Fortunately, his cultivation is profound and his divine sense is strong, so he will not faint immediately.

The divine thorn sent out by Yun Jing this time was already the strongest one he had issued after cultivating this post!

After Deacon Zhao's divine consciousness was damaged, he turned his spiritual power away in horror to restore his divine consciousness, and his coercion dissipated.

Sun Erhu attacked, a move 'Heavenly Thorn', this is his most harmful killing move so far, infused with all his spiritual power!

"Spare no effort and strike a blow to the death", he did not expect that his one move would be able to kill Deacon Zhao, who had cultivated in the middle of the Jiedan. He only begged that his own trick could hurt Deacon Zhao, and it was enough for him to be distracted!

He believed that Yun Jing would perform more powerful killing moves after he made a move, he knew Yun Jing and knew that he could do it!

The sword intent is raging, the sword is shining, and the sand dunes are roaring!

The gloomy clouds in the sky were raging, and the dark sword light shrouded Deacon Zhao like a rain of swords, and the sand dunes under his feet roared!

This is the most powerful sword that Sun Erhu has used so far.

While retreating the wounds of his divine sense, Deacon Zhao reluctantly threw out a blood-red shield, but the sword swords rushed from the sky and the earth, front and back, left and right, in all directions.

The blood-red shield rotated to resist, but it only blocked the vital point, his arms, his legs, and even his back were stabbed with blood by the dark sword, and his brown robe was shattered by the sword intent, almost unclothed!

What kind of swordsmanship is this?

He was frightened, but his heart was furious.

A dignified mid-stage monk was forced to be so embarrassed by a condensation stage kid, how will he face his fellow disciples in the future?

But anger to anger, his divine consciousness creation was not repaired for a while, and he could only barely resist, but he couldn't use mana to attack!

Just when the dark sword was gradually weakening, Deacon Zhao's heart suddenly sank, a threat of death that had not been seen for a long time suddenly arose from the bottom of his heart, and then fear, a fear of facing death, permeated his heart!

He raised his head suddenly, but saw a jet-black sword shadow dozens of feet long breaking through the air and slashing down, accompanied by a huge two-headed monster bird shadow, and swooped down!

Instinctively, he raised his blood shield and roared in horror: "No! ”

"Click!"

"Boom!"

There were two loud bangs, blood rushed to the sky, the sand dunes were split in half, and Deacon Zhao was gone!

Then, a cloud of green smoke rose from the sand ditch, and a howl: "I complain! I resent! ”

The wind blew, and the wisps of resentment drifted into the clouds of sorrow!

Lin Ziyue was stunned by these two heroic swords!

In her eyes, Deacon Zhao, who was blinding everything, was instantly killed by her second tiger brother Jing's two swords!

In disbelief for a while, when she looked at Yun Jing and Sun Erhu, she realized that Sun Erhu was crumbling with his sword, Yun Jing was standing quietly, blood stains were spilling from the corners of his mouth, and the two of them were like white paper!

Lin Ziyue exclaimed: "Senior Brother Yun, Second Tiger Brother!" ”

She hurriedly took out the spirit stone and ran over, stuffed it into the hands of Yun Jing and Sun Erhu, and helped the two of them to sit down slowly.

Yun Jing and Sun Erhu closed their eyes to breathe, and Lin Ziyue was on guard with a sword.

The desert fell silent as deathly.

Suddenly, from the sand cut by Yun Jing, a blood-red flower slowly rose, and then two, three, dozens of flowers!

At the moment of rising, the flower frantically sucked the residual blood of Deacon Zhao, and after the original white flower sucked the residual blood, it immediately transformed into bright red, looking delicate!

Lin Ziyue's eyes widened, and she was speechless in shock!

But to her surprise, countless flowers kept springing up, white, bright red, indigo, and tricolor, and spread towards them......

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