Chapter Seventy-One: Purgatory Supplement

The blue ice with ice spikes roared out of the abyss like an angry dragon in the air, and a monk noticed that he was unusually dodging behind him, and the other monk who followed him collided with him, instantly wrapped in blue ice, and his posture and expression froze. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Peng" landed on the ice with a punch, smashing the frozen monk into pieces and flying, but the later monk who punched was also unlucky, and was extended and condensed by the "ice dragon" through the body, and the whole person hung on it.

Zhao Yunfan found himself somehow involved in a battle group, where dozens of monks were fighting, completely indistinguishable from you and me. A way to buy time, he dodged, trying to get closer to the edge of the battle group, hoping to break away as soon as possible.

However, Zhao Yunfan was the most obvious target in this battle group, he should still be holding a Casting Body Realm little monk in his arms, shouldn't such a monk stay on the ground? What do you do when you run into the air?

Zhao Yunfan's figure was just fixed, and a piece of brilliance issued a "ho ho." The sound rushed towards him, and he had no choice but to activate the water spirit space talent again, but the distance of the water droplets was not large enough, so he could only jump to a high-altitude position.

The figure disappeared, and when it appeared, Zhao Yunfan immediately stepped into the air, and his figure quickly rose up, but there were also monks who had the same idea as him, and rushed into the air to break away from the battle group.

As soon as his body moved, Zhao Yunfan found that he almost collided face-to-face with a strange monk, and the distance quickly narrowed, and Zhao Yunfan didn't have time to wave the long sword in his hand, so he had to raise his palm to greet him. However, the monk on the opposite side is much higher than Zhao Yunfan, but he is a real monk who steps on the four heavens "Convergence Realm", in the eyes of the other party, Zhao Yunfan is pitiful and slow, and he slapped Zhao Yunfan in the chest with a palm.

Zhao Yunfan didn't expect it, and he opened his body sideways to avoid this palm from affecting Yun Huanhuan, so the talent of the water spirit virtual body was not in a hurry, and he really received a palm.

The body ripple Dao tried his best to dissolve the force in the opponent's palm, Zhao Yunfan was shocked upside down and flew out, on the way, he once again tried his best to avoid a spell that no one used, handed out a long sword to hold the spear that was almost up to his body, turned around and slapped it with a palm, and hit a monk who was performing some kind of secret technique with his back to Zhao Yunfan, and staggered in the air and vomited blood.

Invisible ripples rippled in the entrance of the eyebrows, Zhao Yunfan's head stabbed, and his eyes turned black for a while, knowing which monk was hit by the secret technique of divine soul attack. Holding back the dizziness in his brain, Zhao Yunfan waved the water pattern sword in his hand and drew a semicircle in the air, wanting to force the monks who were close to him to retreat in order to gain time to recover.

A whip leg smashed into Zhao Yunfan's left shoulder from top to bottom, his neck and shoulders collapsed, and the water droplets that shot out splashed Yun Huanhuan's face in his arms, Zhao Yunfan fell rapidly, and took another blow in the back of the battle group, changing direction and falling to the ground.

The dizziness in his brain did not disappear, and the vitality in his body was disordered, Zhao Yunfan lost his ability to control the sky, wrapped in Yun Huanhuan and brushed the corner of the building on the ground, rolling in the air with large pieces of sawdust.

A sword light appeared, and Zhao Yunfan tried his best to twist his body to avoid the vital point, and protect Yun Huanhuan in his arms. As soon as his legs were light, he was cut off by this sword light. This sword monk passed by, but still didn't let him go, and with a flick of his fingers in the air, dozens of sword qi beamed through Zhao Yunfan's abdomen, and then picked it up, directly cutting Zhao Yunfan in half.

The Edgeworth Monk, who thought that Zhao Yunfan was certain to die, broke through the air and rushed straight into the sky, while Zhao Yunfan fell below and smashed into a nine-story octagonal tower.

An unknown beast of flames soared into the air, apparently the result of a monk's spell, and roared with its head back, leaping forward, colliding with a wooden golem that was also flying in the air opposite.

A photo, the puppet beast was invincible, was slapped away by the giant beast composed of flames, the puppet beast hit an octagonal tower-shaped building not far away, opened his mouth and walked out of a monk, the monk was covered in blood, his hands continued to seal, and then the seal was closed, opened his mouth and spit out, a white light shot out, and he himself followed, holding a nine-knot stick from the ground to the ground battle group.

Everyone is red-eyed, whether you want to or not, you are in the slaughtering hell at the moment, incarnated as a bloodthirsty Shura.

"Sand . . Sand.. Boom.. Boom"

The sound of earth and stone pouring came out at the same time as the sound of the octagonal building being overwhelmed and about to collapse, mixed with the low sobs of Yun Huanhuan. "Woo... Zhao Yunfan, wake up! Don't scare me? ā€

"Ahem. . . Cough... Ahem.." Zhao Yunfan finally calmed down the dizziness in his head, and told Yun Huanhuan with practical actions that he was fine, he struggled with the ground with one hand, and after three breaths, there were pieces of "stagnant water" flowing from the ground around him, going up his arms, repairing his broken neck and shoulders, and restoring his empty legs.

"Whew... It's good that you're okay! Yun Huanhuan breathed a sigh of relief, clasped his hands together, as if praying, and then he glanced around, and said very seriously: "Let's stay here, don't go out, and when Grandpa and they find out that something has happened here, they will naturally intervene." ā€

"Cluck.." What answered Yun Huanhuan was the sound of the octagonal tower building about to collapse, and her little face turned white in shock, and she hurriedly waved her hand to veto her proposal.

But then she looked lonely again, as if ashamed and said: "If you hadn't taken me, you wouldn't have been injured like this, and it wouldn't be difficult to get out of the gorge." ā€

Zhao Yunfan sensed himself carefully, and never found anything wrong, even the vitality in his body was abundant, he said with a smile: "How come? Are you or my amulet? If I'm in danger, I might be able to take you forward, and I'll be able to escape. ā€

A loud roar sounded outside, and the ground shook violently, casting moving silhouettes through the cracks in the sloping building.

Yun Huanhuan, who burst into tears and laughed when he heard this, was suddenly stunned, staring at Zhao Yunfan's eyes, and the surprise on his face could not be hidden.

She clumsily began to seal with both hands, and while making the seal, she carefully recalled something, for fear of missing something, and finally put her right index finger against the palm of her left hand and pressed it on Zhao Yunfan's chest.

Then Yun Huanhuan disappeared strangely, it was not accurate to say that she disappeared, she seemed to melt, imprinted a hazy shadow on the ground, and then the shadow wandered on the ground, and under the illumination of a strong light, she accurately found the reflection cast by Zhao Yunfan and melted into it.

Zhao Yunfan's body shook, as if something had merged into his body, this feeling was strange and abnormal, and there was an illusion that he shared the same body with Yun Huanhuan.

"Shadow Mystery?" Zhao Yunfan was surprised, and then a message suddenly appeared in his mind, letting Zhao Yunfan know that this was indeed a shadow secret technique obtained from a disabled monk in the desert, and in the more than ten days that Zhao Yunfan left, "Qixiao" urged Yun Huanhuan to practice one of the life-saving methods.

Now it is inconvenient to delve into how Yun Huanhuan learned this secret technique in such a short period of time, the important thing is to leave here as soon as possible, as long as he escapes from the Yuexia Stream, Yun Huanhuan will be able to contact Xiaotian Sect, and only in this way can the two of them be truly out of danger.

Zhao Yunfan took the water pattern sword beside him, his face was covered with dust, his hair was scattered, the clothes on his neckline and shoulders were torn, and he reached out and tore the hem of his shirt, revealing his shirt pants that had become shorts, and his bare feet staggered towards the light.

Pushing away the collapsed stone blocking in front of him, Zhao Yunfan saw the outside world again, and the first thing he saw was the dead corpses lying on the ground, and then the monks in mid-air fighting fiercely, and the smoke and dust and wood chips stirred up by the collapsed buildings everywhere. When I looked down at the shadows that were shaking on the ground, I found that it was much thicker and darker than before.

After three breaths, the sound of the outside world came, and the most piercing thing was the death wail hidden in the roar and fierce battle.

Zhao Yunfan took a deep breath, raised his feet and stepped out, knowing that he had entered the Shura Purgatory, and water balls bulged behind him, levitating behind him like a turntable, his eyes suddenly cold, and he shouted "Kill..."

The divine soul perception was fully released, the water spirit inheritance channel was connected, and Zhao Yunfan ran barefoot on the street of the blood-stained corpses. A monk looked back and found that Zhao Yunfan was coming, but before he could react, he had been cut in half by Zhao Yunfan with a sword.

The water balls suspended behind him burst one by one, and new water balls condensed, and he passed all the way with his sword in one hand, regardless of whether he could kill the monk in front of him, he would be divided with just one blow, and he would never stop.

Under the perception of the divine soul, he noticed that there was a mid-stage monk of the "Combined Realm" of the Five Heavens in front of him, and immediately exerted his divine power in the water spirit space, flashed to the wall of a row of shops, and stepped sideways on the wall to bypass.

A person shot out of a window in front of him, holding a shield in one hand and a mace in the other, Zhao Yunfan continued to move forward, and the shield behind him cracked, and a blood line appeared in the head of the monk holding the shield, and the corpse fell to the ground.

Where Zhao Yunfan passed, it was like a rain, and the water vapor behind him was majestic, which made the other monks look imposing on the front.

There are not many high-level monks in the Yuexia Stream, there are very few "departure" monks who are above the Sixth Heaven of Stepping on the Heavens, not to mention the "Heavenly People" realm monks who knock on the Immortal Gate of Immortality, and the number of "Combined Realm" monks above the Four Heavens of the Heavens is definitely not more than a thousand, and most of the rest are "Cultivation Realm" monks and monks who have not yet condensed the Dao Fruit in the first step of cultivation, as well as mortals who occupy half of the about 500,000 people in the Yuexia Stream.

Zhao Yunfan killed sixteen people in an instant all the way, and when he came to the corner of the street, he stared at the corner and broke the wall, his left hand slipped off the Lan Ling lock, and the water pattern sword in his right hand bounced into the air.

The water-streaked sword swung away arrows from nowhere, and he continued to rush into the air, passing a monk, and the two of them exchanged weapons and passed by. But three more monks appeared in front of him, Zhao Yunfan's water spirit space talent was activated, he retreated three feet, and collided head-on with the monk who had just passed by, and Lan Ling locked out, trapping the monk who couldn't figure out the situation. Then he dodged forward again, and the water pattern sword poured into the temple of a monk, and then raised his hand to throw out the monk who was covered with the quilt, and smashed it into the other monk who surrounded him on the left.

The monk who was trapped by Lan Ling's lock, his body was directly blasted by a punch, and the flesh and blood were mixed with the water droplets that kept bursting and shooting behind Zhao Yunfan. Zhao Yunfan didn't know when he had come behind this punching monk, slapped his palm on the back of his head, and red and white liquid spurted out from his seven orifices.

The figure flashed again, and Lan Ling Lock had already wrapped around the neck of the last monk, and Zhao Yunfan dragged him to continue to move forward in the sky. His figure kept flashing in the "rain curtain", and the water droplets fell to the ground to extinguish the dust, and in the process, he also helped Zhao Yunfan send a famous monk to Huangquan Road. From time to time, a monk walked past him, either slowing down and falling to the ground, or being swept up by Zhao Yunfanlan and dragged like a kite to continue walking.

After a stick of incense, Zhao Yunfan came to the side of the Great Rift Valley in Yuexia Stream, he stood on the edge of the roof of a dangerous building, shook his hand, and knocked the monk who was put on the Lanling lock at some point into the corner of the building.

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