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A hat, a rain gear commonly used by ordinary people, on such a rainy day, wearing it on the head, there is nothing special, it's just that it blocks most of the face, and it is difficult to distinguish who the person under the hat is. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Walking through the dense forest, this man wearing a hat did not get a drop of rain, and he was really out of the mud without staining.

Suddenly stopped, and listened intently without moving, the man wearing the hat took out a folding fan out of nowhere.

As if tearing through the space, an old man with a pale face appeared in the air, and then fell to the ground like mud. Looking at this scene from afar, after hesitating for a moment, the man wearing the hat still walked towards the place where the old man fell.

The muddy muddy water on the ground stained the old man's body, and from his lower back, a bloodstain could be seen. ”

Raising the hat above his head, the faceless boy quietly carried the white-eyed real person who escaped here using the escape technique on his shoulder, glanced back at the direction of the Cangding Pavilion, and said coldly: "Cangding Pavilion, Dao Mingzong, hmph, I'll see how long you can last." ”

The rain is still falling, and the figure wearing a hat is leaving quickly, this speed alone is no longer comparable to the faceless boy before leaving the customs, and the insiders know that the breakthrough of the faceless boy is definitely not simple.

The fifty thousand godless demons are still elites, and this kind of loss can't even cause a ripple in Leng Qian's eyes. Bai Yiying arrived with reinforcements, and Leng Qianzhi decisively withdrew from the battlefield and went straight to Cangding Pavilion.

And at this time, Bai Yiying and Shi Yiming were still wandering around on the battlefield, fighting against 50,000 demons, although the Terran side now has a great advantage, but these demons did not hesitate to choose to blow themselves up before they died, which still put a lot of pressure on this team, and if they can find a way to live, no one will choose to die easily.

"I said Brother Bai, Leng Qianzhi has gone far, if it goes on like this, the three major demon sect masters will gather in Cangding Pavilion, I'm afraid something will not be good."

Gu Yue Tan frowned slightly, he was a little dissatisfied with Bai Yiying's escape from Bai Mei Zhenren.

Thinking about it again, if the Cangding Pavilion was destroyed by the three major demon sects, then I am afraid that the strength of the entire human race sect would be affected. Fighting in the nest is fighting in the nest, but the racial righteousness is in front, even Gu Yue Tan does not dare to slack off.

In terms of talent, the human race can be said to be the last among the three races of humans and demons, and the war with the demon race is often won by virtue of a huge number. It is conceivable that if the Cangding Pavilion is destroyed, then the Terran cultivators will not only lose a large number of strong people, but also the cultivation of Terran cultivators in the future, and it is a very terrifying thing to have no successor power.

Turning his head and glancing at Gu Yue Tan, Bai Yiying said quietly: "Brother Gu, is it just you and me going to Cangding Pavilion?" Don't forget, although Shi Yiming is one step ahead, he also has injuries on his body, facing the sect masters of the three major demon sects, what are the odds of winning? ”

Shaking his head, Gu Yue Tan had to sigh secretly, this is the case, although there are quite a few Terran cultivators who rushed to Cangding Pavilion from all sides to support, but everyone is the same, it takes time.

And at this moment, above the stacked mountains, under the Cangding Pavilion sect station, the first batch of reinforcements who quickly came here, a total of 100,000 people, had already launched a fierce battle with the peripheral demons under the stacked mountains.

This group of Terran reinforcements, all of whom were Terran cultivators who were active near the Cangding Pavilion, gathered here in small groups one by one, and only waited for the number of people to gather to 100,000 before launching the first attack.

Leng Qianluo and Yin Jiumei were both trapped on the Cangding Pavilion by breaking the Eight Desolations, and the 100,000 demon clan alliance troops under the stacked mountains were fighting under the command of several elders, and they had no spare strength to support the battle on the Cangding Pavilion. And the reinforcements of the human race did not have a chance to rush to the Cangding Pavilion, and under this stack of mountains, the third battlefield of this battle was opened.

At the exit of the Tuteng Ladder, in the face of the attack of the Eight Desolations, it was difficult to maintain it at all, and Leng Qianluo and Yin Jiumei were like rats crossing the street at this moment, fleeing in all directions, not daring to stop at all.

And the remaining disciples of the Cangding Pavilion on the Cangding Pavilion now have less than 100,000 combat strength, but with the support of the Eight Desolations, no one retreats. In their opinion, this is an opportunity to turn defeat into victory, and they don't want their attacks to hurt Leng Qianluo and the others, as long as they can stay for a blink of an eye, they can let Po Bahuang give them a hard time.

Of course, what these Cangding Pavilion disciples didn't know was that among the small towers on the top of the peak, the eight elders and five thousand elites who were constantly providing huge spiritual power for breaking the Eight Desolations had reached the point where they had run out of oil at this time.

Yes, it has been a full two days since the Eight Wilderness was launched. The five thousand elites replaced each other in the small tower, and those who ran out of spiritual power were immediately replaced, and they went to the side to restore their spiritual power, and replaced others after a slight recovery.

But even so, everyone's recovery speed and rotation speed still can't catch up with the speed of breaking through the Eight Desolations. The five thousand people in this small tower, in their current state, are much worse than the disciples who are waiting for an opportunity to attack Leng Qianluo and the others outside, all of them are like gold paper, and even people who have exhausted their physical and spiritual power and are unconscious.

This is such a time when it is very unfavorable for both warring parties, but it is still unexpected, and an uninvited guest who no one wants to face comes.

Qianyu didn't have this great array to protect the sect and didn't close, but on the Cangding Pavilion where the Eight Desolations were raging, a person shrouded in gray mist still appeared silently.

When he appeared, the first person to notice it was the Eight Elders who controlled the Eight Desolations in the seventh floor of the small tower. After controlling the Eight Desolations, the changes in the entire Cangding Pavilion were in his mind, otherwise it would be impossible to control the Eight Desolations to attack Leng Qianluo and the others.

As soon as the gray figure appeared, the Eighth Elder secretly said that it was not good. Sure enough, the figure that appeared didn't say a word, dragging a strong wind across the battlefield.

With such a big movement, Leng Qianluo and Yin Jiumei both noticed something strange at the first time, and when they saw that figure, the two of them were stunned at the same time, and the fast-moving figure also stopped.

Just when all the disciples of Cangding Pavilion thought that the Eight Desolations would attack Leng Qianluo and the others, they saw a terrifying scene.

The gray figure that swept the entire battlefield, the thick gray fog around him flew out one by one, like raindrops in the sky, falling densely in all directions. Then, I saw a transparent body like a ghostly float emerge, and a resentment that soared into the sky became stronger and stronger, even if he had not been attacked, the disciples of Cangding Pavilion had already felt that their hands and feet were cold.

"Soul Scroll Cultivator!"

Leng Qianluo muttered, and then rushed towards Qianyu Wu at any cost.

Leng Qianluo is a strategist, and he thinks more than just immediate interests. The Soul Scroll cultivator appeared here, and he immediately understood why Leng Qianshu was so active in asking for reinforcements, and why he wanted to launch this large-scale attack, but he didn't want the slightest benefit.

Shi Niang's existence is a well-known secret, everything that happens in front of her may be the trick of Leng Qianshou and Shi Niang, and Leng Qian's purpose of sacrificing these 300,000 demon elites is probably to get the soul scroll.

Although there is no evidence for the time being, Leng Qianluo is convinced of his guess, what he doesn't understand is what Leng Qianluo relies on to make him sure that he can get the soul scroll.

Seeing Leng Qianluo's actions, Yin Jiumei didn't dare to hesitate, just her and Leng Qianluo, to deal with the dementor scroll cultivators who appeared now, it was not an ordinary difficulty, and she might even leave her life here.

Under the control of the Eight Elders, Breaking the Eight Desolations no longer paid attention to Leng Qianluo and the others, and all of them rushed towards the Soul Scroll cultivators. Caught off guard, the Soul Scroll cultivator, who had just been like a fish in water, lost a leg in an instant.

Without reason, there is not much fear, relying on instinct, often can have a faster reaction than usual. The moment the dementor scroll cultivator lost one of his legs, the gray mist around him quickly condensed into a pitch-black resentful spirit battle armor, and the strange Purple Mansion Heaven and Earth were also released at the same time, and one by one the hideous gray skeletons wailed in the Purple Mansion Heaven and Earth.

How strong is the Wraith Armor? At this moment, the disciples of Cangding Pavilion can be regarded as truly seeing its extraordinary. The Heavenly Realm Magic Weapon that allowed Leng Qianluo and Yin Jiumei, the two sect masters, to flee in the wilderness, could ignore the slowdown of the Purple Mansion Heaven and Earth, the cultivator of the Soul Scroll, but it could not break through the defense of the Resentful Spirit Battle Armor at all.

And those souls on the battlefield, eroded by the resentment of the dementor cultivators, had all been transformed into UFO, and they actually began to devour each other. Without the Demon Clan, the disciples of the Cangding Pavilion naturally became the targets of these UFOs.

Next, without the help of the Soul Scroll cultivators, tens of thousands of UFOs floated around, and the disciples of the Cangding Pavilion fell to the ground one after another and died. Seeing all this, the eyes of the eight elders in the small tower were red, and such a scene was no longer a battle, but a slaughter.

Forced to be helpless, the Eighth Elder was ruthless, and turned around again, heading towards Leng Qianluo and Yin Jiumei, who had all fled, at this time, not letting these two escape, forcing them to deal with the Soul Scroll cultivators.

The worst plan is to delay it for as long as it can, as for the next thing, the Eighth Elder has no intention of thinking about it, in fact, even if he thinks about it, it is useless.

The sudden attack of the Eight Desolations frightened Leng Qianluo, and at first he couldn't understand why this Soul Scroll cultivator was here, why he was wasting time on himself with the Eight Desolations. But after thinking about it, Leng Qianluo understood what was going on.

Glancing back at the Soul Scroll cultivator, Leng Qianluo's heart couldn't help but sink. It is true that he has suppressed his cultivation with secret arts, so that he has the same strength as the gods, but this does not mean that he can withstand the attack of the dense UFO, and it does not mean that he can withstand the soul dementorship.

At this time, in the Cangding Pavilion, except for the people in the small tower, only Leng Qianluo and the Soul Scroll cultivators were left in the entire Cangding Pavilion, and of course, there was the famous UFO.

"Ninth sister, it seems that it is not so easy for us to get out."

Breaking the Eight Desolations is not the current rival of Leng Qianluo, since they are restrained by the Eight Desolations and cannot escape, there is only one thing they can do, cooperate with the Eight Desolations to attack the Dementor Scroll cultivators.

"This time, I really fell in love with the way of a thousand killing brothers, I didn't get any benefits, not to mention, I lost so much, if I got out alive, I must not spare him easily."

Yin Jiumei, who has incarnated thousands of vines and branches, has a cold face, she is not stupid, and so far, almost everyone has been killed by Leng Qian.

The more than 400,000 undead who died in battle on the Cangding Pavilion were just bait to lure out the soul scroll cultivators, which could not be said to be a big deal, so what method Leng Qianluo wanted to use to deal with this soul scroll cultivator became the biggest confusion in the hearts of Leng Qianluo and the others.

Glancing at Yin Jiumei, Leng Qianluo didn't say much, staring at the UFO that was fighting separately, as well as the Soul Scroll cultivators who were running around, and shouted up to the sky: "The power of extinction!" ”

All of a sudden, the purple-red demonic aura around Leng Qianluo swept out like a tide, and everywhere he passed, there was no grass, no bones remained, everything turned into blood, and even the UFO in it became sluggish, and the gray resentment in the transparent skeleton actually dissipated little by little.

Shi Niang, who was far away in the godless way, showed a smile at this time, and said lightly: "It's not bad to destroy the demon clan, Yang Yi, how about you slaughter the grand wish of tens of millions of demons, just let me help you?" ”