On the altar in the Cloud Dream Temple, Lin Zixuan's face was as white as paper at this moment, and there was a hint of despair on his face.

It was only because at this time that the dragon bone dao soldier had already come to the front of his altar. This left him at a loss, wondering what was going on?

Obviously, before his Yuan Shen left his body, this dragon bone Dao soldier was still fifty zhang away. Within this distance, there were at least four third-grade martial cultivators. In addition, before he was on the altar, there were two second-grade strength Spirit Bamboo Dao soldiers guarding him as his protectors.

But at this time, those martial cultivators were still twenty zhang away, and they were frantically rushing to this side. Then the Spirit Bamboo Dao Soldier, who had been cultivating for many years, was already lying on the ground for some reason, without any reaction. It doesn't look like he's been in battle, and his limbs and torso are well preserved.

Then he didn't know that all the protective means around the altar were all destroyed, and it seemed that they had disintegrated and dissipated without even a single effect.

At this time, this dragon bone dao soldier was still advancing rapidly. Everywhere he passed, all the runes fell apart, and Lin Zixuan didn't know that those spirit stones had also turned into powder!

- What the hell is this?

Lin Zixuan's mind flashed with this thought frantically, and he saw that this dragon bone dao soldier at least had the strength of the second rank or above, far exceeding his previous estimate. But this shouldn't be the reason for his talisman array to collapse in front of this dragon bone dao soldier!

At this time, Lin Zixuan also had no flaws to think about the origin and end of this dragon bone Dao soldier. He was trying his best to recover the primordial spirit subjects that he had left his body, and he also wanted to recall the magic weapon he was carrying back to his side again.

It's just that it backfired, when a thunderbolt just flashed less than two feet away from this altar. The dragon bone dao soldier had already broken through the prohibition and rushed in front of him. Then a long bone knife slashed mercilessly, and the sharp blade light directly cut off his head.

At this time, Lin Zixuan's mind suddenly flashed with inspiration, and a look of horror flashed in his eyes again.

"It's a god-level soldier soul—"

The main soul of this dragon bone dao soldier must have entered the god level! Therefore, it can not invade all methods, and it cannot be broken without any technique! Spells below the second grade are useless against it!

It's just that Lin Zixuan just had this thought, and the bone long knife had already swung it again, cutting his head apart. At the same time, there was a fire of white phosphorus attached, causing his body and even his spirit to begin to burn, and a burst of extremely terrible whining sounds, shaking the entire Cloud Dream Temple.

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Li Shimin also looked at the disappearance of the Dao Yuan Shen. However, he knows that the so-called opportunity cannot be lost, and it will never come again.

Without hesitation, he swung the Dragon Sparrow Knife in his hand and swirled in the direction of the heavily armored ink armor. A terrible white light enveloped half of the latter's body,

It makes sense that he should hate the two mask killers even more. After all, his third brother died at the hands of these two people, and they also took Li Xuanba's heart, liver and heart.

But Li Shimin's heart is like a mirror, knowing that these two can only be regarded as weapons in the hands of others at most. And the status of this heavy ink armor is obviously above it. At this time, whether this person is captured or killed, it will really hit the so-called 'Emperor Shakti'. It is even possible to find out the identity of the 'Emperor Shakti', which will help to sabotage this person's plan.

In an instant, sparks flew everywhere, and the sound of weapons colliding constantly shook people's eardrums. At this moment, Li Shimin slashed out at least more than 70 knives, but only made seven shocks. This is because his knife speed is too fast, one after another, continuously, more than ten consecutive slashes, but it is like a sound.

At this time, the heavy ink armor had already changed its weapon, from the previous purple gold copper stick, to a pair of long knives, just because the former had been cut off by three-quarters of Li Shimin's dragon bird knife. But even the rest of it was scarred and overwhelmed.

But the pair of knives in his hand, under the destruction of Li Shimin's Dragon Bird Knife, were even more fragile, and even the pair of ghost-headed broadswords against the Buddha Benwu did not have much advantage at all.

And Luo Li's arrows are even more like chasing souls for their lives at this time. This arrow, which is shot quickly without the use of a series of arrows, is silent and tricky, and is often able to make a certain degree of prediction and shuttle out from some incredible angles. The cooperation between Li Shimin and Shi Benwu can be described as perfect.

But just when the three of them had already cornered this person. Inside this heavy ink armor, there was a sudden roar, and then the two people who were fighting with the dragon blood war puppet and Yuan Tianhao not far away suddenly burned blood flames all over their bodies, surging out from the cracks in the ink armor.

When this blood flame covered their ink armor, the strength and speed of the two mask killers increased at the same time, and after briefly forcing the dragon blood war puppet and Yuan Tianhao away, they desperately rushed towards the direction of their fierce battle. Even if they were taken advantage of by the Dragon Blood War Puppet and Yuan Tianhao because of this, and each of them was hit their shoulders and backs, they didn't care about it, and their running speed increased to the extreme in a short period of time.

Li Shimin was taken aback, and had to temporarily abandon the target and return to the knife.

Seeing that the strength of those two people was not at the same level as before, Li Shimin only took two stabs from them, and his body was already unbalanced and had to stagger back.

Now the weapons of both sides are not at the same level. After this violent impact, the long knives held by the two masked killers were also slashed at the same time.

This somewhat affected the pursuit of these two people, giving Li Shimin a chance to breathe. When the three of them fought for the second time, Li Shimin's body and the ink armor were shocked to the point that they flew up, and the dragon blood war puppet and Yuan Tianhao also arrived one after another.

The latter had the help of magic, and first dodged in front of Li Shimin, and the dragon blood battle puppet was a huge stride, and in just a few steps, it had already pursued behind the two mask killers.

With a few violent impact sounds, Yuan Tianhao's mouth directly overflowed with blood, even the dragon blood battle puppet could not compete with the almost overwhelming strength of these two people, and in those steel arms, there were parts dropped.

However, Li Shimin's eyes were attracted by the other side. The heavy ink armor had turned into green smoke at this time, and was rushing towards the bottom of the mountain. He couldn't catch up with him, and he didn't waste his strength, but he took out a few short spears from behind him and threw them violently in the direction of the man's escape. These short spears turned into lightning and thunder, and hit the belly and back of the heavily armed ink armor. The latter is in the process of escaping, constantly moving left and right, and I don't know what body technique is used, flickering east and west, as if it is a cloud of smoke, making it difficult to distinguish the direction.

Although the heavy spear thrown out by Shi Benwu was as powerful as lightning and as fast as lightning, he still couldn't hurt this person in the slightest.

But in addition to this, there is also Luo Li. At this time, the faceless arrow, in a short breath, fired the bow twelve times in a row, and finally caused the man to let out a muffled snort.

It was a rune-heavy arrow that pierced the man's shoulder blade. However, the heavy ink armor only paused for a moment, and then continued to run as before, still curling with green smoke, making it difficult for people to catch its traces, but in the blink of an eye, it was already at the foot of the mountain.

"I've already smeared poison on the arrow, it's the strongest 'Seven-Step Xuanyang San', it is estimated that he won't last long,"

Luo Li's voice sounded in Li Shimin's ears again. But after Li Shimin heard this, there was not much joy on his face.

He estimated the time of the outbreak of the 'Seven Steps Xuanyang San', as well as the speed of the man, and finally shook his head and withdrew his gaze from the foot of the mountain.

The resistance of Yipin Martial Cultivation in terms of toxins is extremely strong, even if it is a poison like the 'Seven-Step Xuanyang San', this person can support at least a moment. In addition to this, it is also necessary to consider that most of this person has a spare detoxification pill in his hand, which can temporarily suppress the time for the toxin outbreak even if it is not very symptomatic.

And at this person's speed, it is estimated that it will take less than four hundred moments to disappear without a trace under his nose.

Therefore, Li Shimin has given up the idea of chasing and killing this person.

"Senior Luo, you can follow the past and take a look, you don't have to act reluctantly. If you really can't catch up, you can just give up. Your own safety must be your first priority—"

At this time, Li Shimin's gaze had already fallen on a mask killer. He knew that this person should have used a method to stimulate his own blood element, and most of them had lost his mind at this time.

But when the picture of Li Xuanba's death was played back in his mind, Li Shimin's pupils gradually turned red.

In the next moment, Li Shimin had already dodged out, and a pair of dragon sparrow knives in his hands slashed out a piece of death light blade, and the power of a fierce confrontation with this person.

The fierce thunder almost enveloped Li Shimin's whole body, making his speed and sword power climb to the limit, and he is constantly living. The whole person is like a beast that has lost its mind, and it fights with that person with knives and fists. Seeing this, Yuan Tianhao couldn't help but retreat silently, watching the two sides bite each other like mad dogs, fighting in an undisciplined way.

He tried to keep his eyes open to ensure Li Shimin's safety, so that he could intervene at the first moment when Li Shimin was in danger.

Fortunately, it may be that the previous outbreak of blood flames has come to an end. And the serious injuries on the mask killer also began to affect his movements.

Yuan Tianhao still didn't have a chance to make a move in the end, just after the two fought fiercely until the two hundred and twentieth time. The last weapon in this person's hand was also destroyed by the destruction of the Dragon Sparrow Sword.

And at the next moment, Li Shimin's fatal sword slashed out again, directly splitting this person's body into two and cutting it in half.

Finally, there was an explosion of the 'tent',