Syllable!

The wishful bead of Yin Wenjian was crushed by the ghost clan's single hand.

Yin Wenjian's face suddenly turned purple.

With a flash of silver light, the small snake in the Ruyi Bead suddenly grew several times larger, roaring and opening a bloody mouth. But before it had time to show its might, the giant axe of the ghost clan had cut it in two, and the edge of the giant axe was like a stormy wave, and the castration was unabated, and a large hall hundreds of zhang away was also cut off by it, and the stone chips flew and fell!

Just when people were amazed at the almost perverted strength of the ghost clan, the second axe fell in the air, splitting the fairy antelope in half.

"Little Lamb ......" Yin Wenjian let out a long shout, and almost stumbled and fell in the air.

Fortunately, Xin Wuji arrived in time, lifted him up, and headed towards the Qingshan Hall in the rear.

"I want to run ......" The blood cloud in the air changed suddenly, and under a roar, a bloody palm came in an instant, and the master and apprentice were captured at the same time in an instant.

Xin Wuji secretly pinched the key and offered a cloud-covering umbrella, the black light flickered, and his figure flashed, and the person was already a hundred feet away.

But when he turned around again, his beloved disciple Yin Wen's sword had been carried from high in the air by the giant palm, and he had plunged headlong into the scarlet blood cloud, and he had long since disappeared.

He secretly complained, it was too late to save people now, not to mention that he was not the opponent of the ghost king. Elder Xin You felt that his heart was palpitating, he never expected that the power of the Ghost King was so amazing, if he hadn't consumed a good magic weapon in the thrill, even he would have been captured alive. He was angry and annoyed, he knew this was the case, he should have stood by and let the two sides of the decisive battle fight to the death, but now the person was not saved, but he broke the rules first, it was really a mistake!

The blood cloud in the air changed again, turning into a hideous giant face, and sneered: "If you lose, you lose, and this kid's life should be at our disposal." As an elder of the Wandan Sect, but you want to intervene in this fair duel, are you all people who are untrustworthy? ”

"This ......," Elder Xin was speechless for a moment.

"Now it's time for you to hand over the Immortal Ding!"

Elder Xin retreated again and again, he knew that the Chang Ying Ding was the lifeblood of the Wandan Sect and must not fall into the hands of the ghost clan. At that time, all the elders had already arranged the Eight Desolation Heaven Thunder Earth Fire Formation in the rear, as long as this ghost king was fifty zhang forward, he would enter the hinterland of the formation, and at that time, no matter how powerful this old ghost was, he would not be able to walk out of this Qingxia Peak for half a step.

It's a pity that his beloved disciple turned out to be cannon fodder.

The fight in the air came to an abrupt end, and Yun Qianman on the ground showed a disappointed look.

She originally expected Yin Wenjian to be able to dominate the storm and retreat from the enemy in one battle, but she didn't expect this guy with the aura of "Yipin Danshi" to be so bad, he was defeated in only one round, and he was defeated so completely that he was captured by the ghost clan, and it is estimated that he will be so dead that there is no scum left. Looking at the two people in the sky who were talking more and more, the huge face that the blood cloud turned into was constantly distorting and deforming, turning into a hideous and angry appearance, and it almost turned into a bloody mouth to swallow the old man alive.

It's really in response to the phrase that the old man doesn't die.

This place is really fucking inappropriate to stay for a long time.

Yun Qianman made a decision immediately, took Xiaobei to pull the stone, and ran to the exit of the mountain.

However, before she had run half of the square, the place where it was not suitable to stay for long had begun to tremble violently, and she was finally a step slower.

I saw that the stone bricks under my feet quickly cracked, and a red fire burst out from the cracks, emitting hot steam. On the seven peaks not far away, seven cyan pillars of light rushed out, sinking into the clouds, reflecting the entire sky in a half-blue and half-red color. This half-green, half-red intersection line is like a long dragon swimming, and countless thunder lights fall in the middle, like a dense thunder net, enveloping the ten-mile radius in it.

In the middle of the square, a pillar of light also rose, and countless ancient seal runes lingered on the side, echoing with the seven blue lights.

This is the Eight Desolations Heaven Thunder Earth Fire Formation.

Yun Qianman only felt that under the light of this blue light, several coercive pressures came from all directions, and this kind of force out of thin air seemed to be able to crush everything, so that people wanted to squeeze out all their internal organs. Looking at Xiaobei in his arms again, Xiaobei also pursed his forehead, and was curled up in her arms without saying a word, looking particularly scared. And the hundreds of cheering disciples in the middle of the square had already collapsed, blood pouring into the crack underground, and the seven cyan pillars of light had faintly glowed with red light.

Obviously, the cannon fodder in this confrontation is not only Yin Wenjian.

If Yun Qianman hadn't gone fast, he would have suffered a long time ago.

The ghosts also suffered. There were countless mournful wails in the sky above the formation, and the phantoms were moving, it was the thousands of ghost clans that appeared under the formation, and they were about to disappear here. The huge red cloud shrank sharply under the oppression, and gradually only a few feet in size.

"No ......"

But when the ghost king heard the wails of his clansmen, he suddenly exploded, turning into a blood mist and floating in every inch of space.

The blue and red light in the sky was reflected on these blood mist, which was particularly strange.

Suddenly, these floating blood mist stirred up ripples, and dozens of flowers from the other side actually bloomed out of the air, swaying in the void. Countless green lights in the air ignited in an instant, they were the double pupils of the ghost clan, the light of the eight pillars of light gradually dimmed, and thousands of ghost clans gradually revealed their bodies under the death breath of the flower on the other side. Looking up from below, I saw a dense black body covering the sky, covering the sky and the sun.

The dozen or so white-clothed elders outside the "Flower of Death ......" formation were already as pale as earth.

The flower on the other side symbolizes death, and even if they are blocked by a thunderbolt barrier, they can sense the breath of death coming to their faces.

There was a long roar from the Ghost King: "You despicable and shameless people, let your head come out and die before this king's blood washes the Wandan Sect!" ”

These white-clothed elders looked at each other, seeing that the formation was already in jeopardy, and the only red general who could fight against the ghost king was still in retreat.

But if you leave the sect and run for your life, I'm afraid that the Wandan Sect will be washed in blood if it is really as the ghost king said. A few of their elders were still able to fly away, and it shouldn't be a problem to escape, but once the tens of thousands of Qi refining level disciples of the sect fell into the hands of the ghost clan, they would die without a place to be buried. And the century-old foundation of the Wandan Sect will also be destroyed.

Just when the old guys were at a loss, a golden light flashed, from far to near, and disappeared into this formation.

"Venerable Jindan!" Several old men exclaimed at the same time.

"Mo is the head of the house, his old man is out of the customs?" Someone asked.

Others shook their heads, as it should be, but not like it.

As if to solve their doubts, a loud shout came from within the formation: "The head guard of the Wandan Sect will meet you this ghost when he breaks the sky!" ”

It seems that the person who came is indeed the head of the Wandan Sect, but he is not a red general, but the former head of the old immortal.

He...... Wasn't his cultivation sealed?

For a while, the gold and blood light were intertwined, and the Eight Desolate Heaven Thunder Earth Fire Formation was overwhelmed after all, and it exploded violently. Even on the mountain outside the formation, dozens of palaces far away suddenly resounded with a roar, and the outside of the palace was filled with gold and red light, stirring up several monstrous waves! The palaces suddenly turned into a cloud of rubble and scattered in all directions.

The elders watched as the entire Qingxia Peak was razed to the ground, the old nest they lived in was gone, and the disciples of the sect were even more dead and injured.

This seems to be no different from the "bloodbath" in the mouth of the ghost king.

At first glance, the blood cloud that the ghost king had turned into suddenly condensed into a line and fled into the distance. It seems that the old immortal relied on his own strength to beat the ghost king away. Everyone breathed a sigh of relief, but Elder Xin looked into the distance and muttered, "I don't know if my disciple can survive......"

(Looking at the collection when it is high and low, the mood is also up and down, motivation, I need motivation, roar~)