The six people behind the woman were very fast, and they jumped directly towards the three Supreme Elders of the Yang Gate in the air.

"Huh? Everyone be careful," one of the old men said in surprise, his figure flashed, and he said: "If you are not defeated, retreat immediately and save your strength." ”

"Boom!"

After a round, the big tree that had experienced artillery fire was directly destroyed by the power of internal qi.

Song Jian clenched his fists, these fights were more like divine battles, not to mention a martial artist at the dark energy level, even if it was an ordinary internal qi realm martial artist, he couldn't intervene, and the most important thing now was to find Ling Su first.

Thinking of this, Song Jian didn't hesitate any longer, and ran towards the deepest part of Dushan with a "whoosh".

"Don't panic, everyone, quickly set up the yīn yang 1rì palace array," an old man shouted down while fighting.

Under normal circumstances, this sentence would have been enough to stabilize the morale of the army, but now, the entire Yīn Yang Gate was shocked by the sound of that huge explosion!

Moreover, there were only a few hundred disciples in the entire Yīn Yang Sect, but the Star Alliance killers who rushed in had three hundred recruits from the martial arts alone.

The heat wave swept through Song Jian's body, and he was a little uncomfortable. Screams began to appear in my ears, and I don't know if it was from the Star Alliance's side or Yīn's side of Yangmen.

"Don't rush, everyone, there's a mechanism ahead," the one in front suddenly shouted, and then with a "poof", a chaotic gas rushed up and swept towards everyone.

"It's poison gas! Prepare your gas mask! Ichijo shouted.

Song Jian knew that Yīn Yangmen must have some means of self-preservation, so he had been on guard all the time, and when he saw the poisonous smoke rising, Song Jian quickly took a plague pill.

Then there were two dark level martial artists foaming at the mouth, falling to the ground, their bodies twitching one by one, and everyone saw that the poisonous mist was so strong, and their faces changed slightly.

However, the poisonous smoke did not last long, and soon the smoke dissipated, and Zhongjin continued to rush inside, at this time, several disciples of the YĪN Yangmen were fleeing in a hurry.

Song Jian jumped past the crowd and took the lead in rushing inside, he looked at his intercom, and adjusted the intercom to command mode, so that what Song Jian said would be conveyed to the more than thirty members of the third group, not upward.

"Everyone pay attention to looking for a woman named 'Ling Su', find her, and immediately inform me, there will be a bounty of one billion in the organization, and there will also be a reward of three hundred million for those who provide information," Song Jian said, anyway, he is a soy sauce player, and he doesn't have to fulfill his promise.

There was a sneer in the channel, but there was no sound coming, and in this mode, the subordinate intercom had no way to convey information to the superior.

After giving the order, Song Jian set the call mode to zìyóu mode, and he continued to rush to the center.

In front of it is a mountain stream, the mountain stream is arranged with iron locks, and after this mountain stream, it is the territory of Yīn Yangmen, from here, you can see the bursts of fire in the distance, perhaps, this explosion can not kill a lot of people, the shock wave and heat wave generated by the explosion of Bi Jing may be fatal for ordinary people, but for the martial artists of the dark energy level, they will only be injured.

One after another, the outer members of the Star Covenant had come to the mountain stream, and then stepped on the iron lock and rushed inside.

Song Jian looked up at the mountain in the distance, the nine men on the mountain were still fighting fiercely, and the huge trap bird was still hovering in the air.

"I found Ling Su's traces," a sudden shout came from the headphones, and the sound was accompanied by a sneering sound.

Song Jian quickly asked, "Where are you?" ”

"After the mountain stream, there was a yīn spring, and we were there...... Hey! Don't kill him! He had the information the vice-captain needed in his mouth, "There's a commotion over there.

Song Jian quickly stepped on the iron chain, crossed the mountain stream, ran a few hundred meters to the depths of Dushan, and saw a stream, he ran along the stream to the left, and sure enough, at the end of the stream was a pavilion, the pavilion was written "yīn spring", and around the pavilion, there were a few standing entering.

Song Jian stepped forward and took a look.

"Vice Captain, he knows the news about Ling Su," one of them stood up, pointed to the one on the ground, and spoke.

Song Jian nodded, squatted on the ground, and asked, "Do you know where Ling Su is now?" ”

"If you don't kill me, I'll tell you," said the man, lying on the ground, gasping for breath, his face frightened as he wore a half-moon in a yīn yangmen costume.

"Okay, I promise you," Song Jian nodded.

The one looked at Song Jian with a look of distrust, "I'...... I don't ......."

"You tell me quickly, otherwise, you won't live for three seconds, and I, I can ask the next one," Song Jian said coldly, "Three...... 2. ......"

"I said, Senior Sister Ling Su is the core disciple of the Yīn Yang Sect, and she has always been in charge of guarding the scripture room, so she should be there in the scripture room." That yīn Yangmen disciple felt the murderous aura on Song Jian's body, and immediately said in a trembling voice.

Song Jian nodded, stood up, and asked, "Where is the scripture room?" ”

"There!" The weak finger on the ground begged, "You said that you would not kill me." ”

Song Jian didn't pay attention to it at all, and his figure immediately rushed in the direction that he was pointing.

"This is mine!" One of them rushed up with a "whoosh", raised his knife in his hand, and cut off the head of the YĪN Yangmen disciple.

"My 300 million yuan," one of them shouted through the intercom.

"After the game, at the place where you received the reward, tell them," Song Jian replied, and then stopped talking.

In the eyes of some high-minded people, this is just a game, a killing game, but at this moment, Song Jian is really in the Shura battlefield.

Entering the center of Dushan, that is, the core of the Yīn Yang Gate, this place, the explosion was the most serious, the building collapsed, the fire was rushing, and the disciples with black faces were fleeing frantically for their lives, and in this place, there were already members of the Star Alliance, these were not those temporarily recruited dark energy level martial artists on the periphery, the first to come here were the leaders of each group, they were already internal qi level martial artists, and they were also official members of the Star Alliance.

Song Jian was anxious, and after asking a disciple about the specific direction of the scripture room on the way, he went straight away.

"What's in!"

Two masked men suddenly stopped Song Jian.

Song Jian glanced at them, then pointed to the earphones on his ears, then took out the Star Kill Order from his arms, shook them in front of the two eyes, and put them back in his arms.

The two of them nodded, and one of them said, "Brother, you're a little too late, and all the good things here have already been turned over." ”

The other one laughed too.

Song Jian ignored the second entrance and walked straight into the dilapidated hall.

Every sect, its scripture pavilion is the most closely protected, and it is also the most core place of the sect, at this moment, from these broken ruins and broken walls, you can still see the grandeur of this place an hour ago.

Song Jian walked inside, and from time to time there were shadows wearing black sè night clothes, churning inside.

"Huh? There's a passage here! Suddenly there was a loud cry from the next room.

Song Jian quickly swept towards the sound.

"Whoosh"

Five shadows surrounded him, and one of them held a huge flame statue in his palm, the flame was in the shape of a gossip, and at this moment the flame statue had been pushed away, revealing a passage inside.

"Look, it's the passage," the surprise came in.

"Be careful!"

A reminder of the words beside Song Jian.

"Phew!"

A black mist erupted from the passage, enveloping the Covenant member, who then turned into a corpse, twitching on the ground.

"Assemble, five o'clock, assemble," one of them said into the intercom on his waist.

Three people came out of the passage, two women and one man.

The three of them were all seriously injured, the leader of them was an old woman, who should have been seventy or eighty years old, she coldly swept the crowd, saw what the person was saying in the Bluetooth headset, her face changed, and said: "Whatever you want, the old body will give it to you, but please let go of my two children." ”

Not long after, five more entrants surrounded this place, and these five entrants were still all masters of the internal qi level.

Song Jian's eyes swept over the two entrances behind the old woman, the two entrances, a man and a woman, the male appearance is extremely handsome, although he is embarrassed at the moment, but his temperament is not reduced, and the female is a little bloated, her face is dark, her head is lowered, and she can't see what she is thinking.

"Ling Su," a name popped out of Song Jian's heart, he recognized this woman at first sight, this woman was Ling Su. It's just that Song Jian didn't know how Ling Su managed to change his appearance.

"Okay, hand over the Yīn Yang Dadian, the Fish Intestine Sword, and the Supreme Treasure of your Yīn Yang Gate, and I'll let them go," said one of the black-clothed men, his eyes hidden behind his mask and his voice a little cold.

"I agree to the deal," the old woman began, coughing and spitting out a mouthful of blood, "you let one of them go first." ”

"Okay," the black cloth led by him was not worried, he just wanted to get the "Yīn Yang Dadian" now.

"Let this boy go," said the old man.

The young man behind Lao Cheng had an excited expression on his face, he didn't believe it, although he was the grandson of the old man in front of him, but all along, he had taken good care of Ling Su and didn't like him.

"No way!" The leader of the black clothes suddenly raised his arms, "I can only let go of that girl first, you and him stay, you can rest assured, after handing over the things, we will not embarrass him." ”

The old man nodded sadly, then turned his head towards Ling Su and said, "You leave first, don't worry, your brother will look for you soon." ”

Ling Su lowered his head, wiped his palm over his eyes, nodded, and walked towards the outside of the group.

When Song Jian saw Ling Su's appearance, and then saw the old woman's eyes and the panicked face of the young man behind the old woman, he already understood that he was afraid that this old woman had no intention of leaving here alive at all, and it was very likely that this old woman was planning to let Ling Su leave alive! She just guessed the psychology of these black-clothed people and deliberately said that she would let the young man leave first!

As if knowing that he had no hope of survival, the young man behind the old woman suddenly shouted, "No! You can't let her go! "Yīn Yang Dadian" and the fish intestine sword are on her body! ”

"You rebel!" The old woman turned around abruptly and slapped her palm at the young man.

"Brush brush brush ......" five shadows have already surrounded Ling Su.