Fireballs!

The medium-grade fire spirit stone hooked by the scorpion puppet scorpion's tail spewed out six burning fireballs, following the fingers of the ink dyed clothes, each fireball seemed to have eyes, chasing the face of the sword cultivator closest to Duanmu Liangcai, and the body protection sword light easily dissolved the attack of the Lianzhu fireball, but it was inevitably blocked by the firelight.

The huge figure rushed to the front, and the two scorpion pincers clicked, accurately clamping the other flying sword that was stabbing towards the color ice Qingyin flower, the sharp pincers of the scorpion pincers and the flying sword were vulnerable, and the flat pincer blades were split into two openings, symmetrical up and down.

But at this time, Wan Zhou smashed over with a punch and smashed directly on the flying sword that was too late to be withdrawn from the scorpion pincer.

Click!

The flying sword that broke through the scorpion claws was smashed by a punch, and it was kicked in the chest of the sword cultivator.

Bang!

The whole person was kicked out and slammed to the ground, his chest was already blurred, and the flesh and bone were not separated from each other.

When he fell, he never got up again, and he didn't know whether he was dead or fainted.

Wan Zhou jumped up, and pointed his toe on the puppet's other huge scorpion pincer, just a slight borrowing, but the scorpion claw was directly separated from the puppet and fell to the ground.

As soon as Jian Xiu, who was attacked by a series of fireballs, regained his vision, he was killed by Wan Zhou......

The tragic state of death will not be detailed.

Another monk who was besieging Duanmu Ryozai saw that the situation was not good, and hurriedly jumped on the flying sword, trying to fly away.

Before he could fly ten feet away, he suddenly bumped into something in mid-air, and the huge force catapulted him away. Without waiting to stabilize his figure, a phantom figure swished past him.

Put away the sword, return to the void, and take away his spoils of war - the soul of sword cultivation.

It took less than a blink of an eye.

Crisp and clean. The sword has passed without a trace.

The highest level of murder is to kill people without seeing them.

The master is lonely!

The fat girl held her little hands behind her back, raised her little head, pursed her mouth, and dragged back into the invisible ink lotus.

Duanmu Liangcai has no time to appreciate this series of fast and dazzling rescue actions.

Together with the color ice Qingyin flower, he was pulled onto the puppet's back, and his mind relaxed. Straight and fainted.

Wuzongshan invited the heads and brains of all sects this time, all of them are strong in one sect, and their own cultivation is superb. Talisman magic weapons are even more endless, yes, the people sent by the Sword Alliance are at least the sword cultivators of the Yuan Infant Stage, or the three of them together. Echo the action. When encountering a strong enemy, you can also form a three-person three-talent sword formation to delay time and wait for strong reinforcements.

It can be said that the Sword Alliance has done ten out of ten homework for this surprise attack on Wuzong Mountain, and there are careful arrangements for the timing of the attack, when to make a sneak attack, and who to attack.

The key cultivation objects of more than a dozen sects, including Qimu Island, have all received key care. Duanmu Liangcai is considered a big fate, and he was deliberately separated from his elders. Alone, and with the joint efforts of the three Yuan Infant Sword Cultivators, he can still survive the rescue of the ink-dyed clothes, and I have to say that the luck can also go against the sky.

The Sword Alliance would never have imagined that there would be an accident of ink-dyed clothes, a small Hanyu Palace, which had never been placed in the eyes of the Sword Alliance, a monk in the Jindan period? Shouldn't you just be wiped out with a single move?

Not to mention that there are such anomalies as Wanzhou, who are born with divine power and a body refining background, and the monks who kill the Yuan Infant are also like pounding garlic...... It is simply the most buggy BUG among the cultivators of the Jindan Stage Realm!

Ink Dye was holding a spiritual bow that was a head taller than her, and quickly took out a jade bottle, poured it a few times, and didn't know how many spirit pills came out, all of which were randomly stuffed into Duanmu Liangcai's mouth.

After that, he threw him to Caibing Qingyinhua and took it over.

Caibing Qingyinhua's injuries were also very serious, but fortunately, the fighting state was lifted, and the emerald green juice from the wound finally stopped.

Lingpet treats his master with absolute dedication, wholeheartedly, Caibing Qingyinhua used the little remaining long vine hand to hold Duanmu Liangcai carefully, a little bit to help the master to dissolve the medicinal power of the elixir, a circle of spiritual light spread out from its body, every time the spiritual light passed from Duanmu Liangcai's body, his face was a little better, and Caibing Qingyinhua's expression became more and more sluggish, and the slender body seemed to be drained of water, quickly withered.

The battle in the air became more and more fierce, and when they reached a state like this, as long as they moved their killing intent, they would not die.

Not to mention the physical body, even the soul does not want to escape.

People continue to fall, heavenly, Wuzong Mountain Alliance, Sword Alliance, powerful spells and spells are smashed out without money, all kinds of magic weapons spray thin spiritual light and collide fiercely, and the aura between heaven and earth is disturbed, and the chaos makes people upset.

Ink-dyed clothes are exactly in this state.

instructed the fat girl to control Molian to run east and west, panicking and not choosing the right way.

I want to scold the country irritable, and greet all the sword cultivators' mothers and stepmothers of the Sword Alliance!

The battle had been going on for a day and a night, and the monks who had cultivated to the lower levels, regardless of whether they were on the enemy or the enemy, were almost dead.

Not to mention that she and Wanzhou were in the Jindan period, and when they were seen by the sword cultivators of the Sword Alliance, it was like a hungry wolf seeing a baby rabbit and chasing after them.

No matter how strong they are, they can't fight against a large number of sword cultivators, and other people's wheel battles can grind them to death.

Fortunately, the first day was chaotic enough, and it was getting dark quickly, and after escaping from the encirclement and suppression of the sword cultivators several times, the fat girl took them in, and the two senior sisters and brothers, together with the seriously injured Duanmu Liangcai, hid in the ink lotus.

The dark night is their best barrier, and Mo Lian's stealth is difficult to see.

I wanted to take the opportunity to break out of the encirclement, but I didn't expect that the damned Sword Alliance would have prevented this a long time ago, arranged a large array around it, and sent people to guard it, not to participate in the melee, and to wait to catch a fish like her.

The ink-dyed clothes are equivalent to hitting the muzzle of the gun, and people are waiting for boredom.

The moment Mo Lian hit the formation wall, she flew out of five or six sword cultivators of the Transformation Stage, and she was so frightened that she directly threw the Blue Scorpion Demon Puppet out.

A few sword qi twisted the poor puppet into pieces, and there was not even a dregs left.

The first scorpion puppet No. 1 was squeezed out of the last bit of strength by the ink-dyed clothes, and ended its short life extremely gorgeously, writing a heavy opening stroke for the record of the Scorpion puppet, which was destroyed by the combined attack of five or six sword cultivators in the god transformation period, which was enough to be proud of the scorpions, and smiled at Jiuquan!

Fortunately, the size of the Scorpion Puppet was big enough to block Mo Lian, and they took the opportunity to hide in the dark night, but when the sun rose the next day, they couldn't hide anymore.

The aura of this piece of heaven and earth is becoming more and more chaotic, and the aura left over from the powerful spell has not dissipated for a long time, as long as it is contaminated with a little, it is like an invisible person being coated with phosphor.

Just when Mo Dye Yi gritted his teeth and wanted to release all the alchemy puppets, along with the four divine sword flying swords of Absolute Gold, Blue Blood and Sound Killing, he fought with them......

Two loud noises that shook the heavens and the earth.

The counterattack of Wuzong Mountain has finally arrived!

The sudden arrival of the Sword Alliance made people panic, but after a day and a night of fighting, Wuzong Mountain, which was fighting at home, finally regained its calm.

Of course, the price is quite heavy.

The hall masters of the five halls were killed and one was injured, and the hall masters of the two halls of Huode and Shuide, who were the first to rush out, both fell in the early morning of the second day, and the two hall masters died extremely heroically, and they did not forget to pull up a cushion for the time being, and directly flew into the middle of the enemy to explode themselves, and the lethality was quite strong, killing several strong people of the Sword Alliance, and directly pulling back the unfavorable shape in the air to a city.

The hall master of the Mude Hall was accidentally injured by friendly forces, and he was too close to the two hall masters of Huode and Shuide at that time, and was injured by the aftermath of the explosion.

The suicidal killing method of the two hall masters, like a virus infection, quickly spread to every corner of the battlefield.

There is no need to retreat, so there is no need to retreat.

Forcing people to have no way to live, there is still a dead end!

How lonely is Huangquan Road, and Dora is one.

After a day and a night of hard fighting, there were constantly allies dying by their side, and no one could escape the net laid by the Sword Alliance, which was a desperate killing game.

In desperation, the ferocity in the blood is ignited and explodes......

The self-detonation of these people buys time and life for others.

The Lord of the Tude Hall and the Lord of the Jinde Hall contained the remaining main forces of the Sword Alliance, and the Lord of the Mude Hall quickly organized the manpower to break through.

The Mude Hall Lord, who was stimulated by the two hall masters of Huode and Shuide and the self-explosion of many fellow Daoists, slaughtered all sides and led the remaining alliance people to recapture the water-breaking cloud boat of the Shuide Palace.

At this time, everyone was glad that the wealth of the Shuide Hall was abundant, and they were willing to spend money on the water and cloud boat, so that the people of the Sword Alliance were reluctant to destroy it, and planned to take it away as soon as the battle was over.

After the ghost lotus rushed into the water and stepped on the cloud boat, it did not immediately show its traces.

It wasn't until the two hall masters of Tude and Jinde, as well as the sect masters and elders of the sects, and others who finally fought against the Sword Alliance to fight for time came in and the flying boat was the most messy, that the three of them appeared.

Under the control of the remaining disciples of the Water Virtue Palace, the water and cloud boat were fully powered and defense, and fiercely collided with the large array formed by the Sword Alliance.

One, two, three.

After three violent shocks, the water and cloud boat forcibly tore a hole in the wall of the formation and escaped!

The monks in the flying boat were staggered, and those who knew and didn't know collided, and no one quarreled and no one minded.

This time, the violent shock, which was stronger than once, tightly pulled their whole minds.

Until there is no more hindrance, the tense nerves are loosened, and no one is happy and happy.

survived.

yes, they survived!

But too many people died in front of them.

Sword Alliance!

The name was torn between his teeth, mixed with blood and swallowed.

The heavy suffocating sorrow and indignation, mixed with monstrous anger and hatred, twisted fiercely in everyone's chest, pinprick-like stinging, heart-wrenching, bitter hatred, unforgettable!

The speed of the water and cloud boat is very fast, and the people of the Sword Alliance don't want to chase it at all, so many of them besiege it together, plus the large array laid down, there is no left of it, even if it can catch up, what is the use.

Wan Zhou's whole person seemed to have been fished out of a pile of flesh and blood, and he couldn't tell whether it was someone else's or his, and he looked extremely miserable. (To be continued......)