The troll screamed instantly, and a high-pitched flame rose around him, burning violently, and in a moment, pieces of ash fell, and in an instant, he was destroyed outside the clouds.

At this moment, the empty part of the stone wall behind the crowd suddenly retracted with a rumbling sound, and the whole wall actually collapsed into the lot, revealing the dark and flickering path behind it.

Ghost Li carried the Xuanyuan Sword on his shoulder, looked at the road ahead and said: "I don't know what terrible demons are waiting for us in the back, no matter what, we have to find Senior Brother." ”

Alan rolled his eyes and reprimanded: "This little devil, I don't know what tricks to use to entertain us later." ”

On the side, Bai Lin Zhenren looked determined, and walked straight in without saying a word, Alan stuck out his tongue when he saw this, and quickly closed his mouth.

Baimu Zhenren and Baiqing Zhenren walked into the formation, and the first thing that caught their sight was the passage covered with cyan boulders, and there was a row of wooden fences equal to each other on both sides of the passage, and a strong smell of stench came to their noses, both of them couldn't help frowning, Baimu Zhenren secretly walked on guard, and walked slowly along this extremely slender passage.

The two of them drooped to a wide square, and there was silence on all sides, as usual as death, unless the air drifted with a strong stench that was so clear. The two of them looked around, and out of nowhere, their eyes were staring at the two of them.

Baimu Zhenren is the Qingyun generation grandmaster, and he feels that the air outside is not quite compatible, so he hurriedly and secretly pulls the corner of Baiqing Zhenren's clothes and says: "Senior brother, the precepts!

Baimu Zhenren's voice fell, and suddenly a drum that shook the house rumbled, and the flames around it were suddenly transparent, no less than dozens of tiger soldiers swarmed out, only the two of them were surrounded by it, and the big ring knife in the hands of the tiger soldiers reflected the raging torches, and the two of them were illuminated, and the low tiger roar around them was endless, and it seemed that this array was not brief.

After the three-way giant drum beating, the surrounding area immediately returned to loneliness, and at this moment, only dozens of torches sounded in the four places "whirring" together.

Seeing this, Baiqing Zhenren couldn't help but smile bitterly: "Senior brother, you and I are really in a dilemma this time. ”

Baimu Zhenren's expression was uncertain, he once held the sword in his hand, and said, "Senior brother, it seems that there is going to be a battle." ”

"Snort!" After Baimu Zhenren finished speaking just now, a heavy breathing sound suddenly sounded in the tiger soldier group, and the tiger soldier group was divided by two sides, and out of it came a black bull monster that was more than a foot long and favored fangs. I saw that he was dressed in heavy gold armor, holding a halberd in a generous manner, and the white gas was steaming from his mouth when he turned out the white foam, and his short and ordinary body like a mountain stood majestically, and the thick hooves of the ox kept rubbing the ground.

The sound of the drum sounded again, and there was a great echo in this wide square, and the sound of the drum was as usual as if it were an order, and the tiger soldiers all around them roared in unison, and swung the vigorous ring knife in their hands and pounced on the two people in the field.

These tiger soldiers basically have no moves, unless they are strong, energetic and cruel, the rumbling noise of dozens of tiger soldiers rushing together is quite amazing, and the courage is vast, and it is bound to chop Baimu and Baiqing into meat sauce.

Baimu Zhenren's figure once soared into the sky, and the flying sword was released in the air, and the sharp sword spun out quickly and correctly slashing towards the neck of the tiger soldier. This tiger soldier was admittedly extremely strong, but the response was not good, and in an instant, the tiger soldier who rushed forward was suddenly slashed by this flying sword, blood flew, and the tiger's head rolled to the ground.

The sword in Baiqing Zhenren's hand flashed with rainbow light, discerning and shooting out red, orange, yellow, green, green, blue, and purple seven-colored sword qi, and the tiger soldiers who were rushing towards him were all like strings of sugar gourds that usually passed through the chest, and the front chest of the longitudinal tiger soldiers was opened with a blood surplus of a few inches square, and the blood gushed out, and the thick legs of the tiger soldiers who were penetrated immediately became weak, and a large piece fell heavily facing the lot.

The two of them really deserve to be the grandmasters of the Qingyun generation, the sword moves are sharp, the moves are correct, the sword qi is famous between the generations, the person who is stained is either pierced through the limbs, or the head is cut off, and after a while, the lot is covered with flesh and blood tiger heads.

Suddenly, the beat of the drums on the field seemed to start a reform, changing from a rapid drum beat to a multitude of percussions, and at the same time each one was very long. The rest of the tiger soldiers seemed to have received orders, and they moved forward in unison.

Baimu Zhenren and Baiqing Zhenren colluded and stood, and the swords in their hands were once stained bright red with blood, and they kept dripping down.

I saw the black bull monster who had not had a climate for a long time, the tip of his nose "sneered", his appearance drooped and became hideous, and he poked the halberd in his palm like the ground, and his big mouth opened sharply and spewed out a burst of red smoke towards the two.

Baiqing Zhenren colorful lightsaber danced, a single rainbow made the sky full of flowers, directly covering the red smoke of the black bull attack, the sharp sword qi blew away this burst of smoke, but after seeing the natural clouds, I saw that the black bull monster once held a halberd and stabbed quickly.

Baiqing Zhenren hurriedly put the colorful sword in his hand in front of his chest, and the broad sword body was also able to withstand the black bull monster's sharp halberd, but the black bull monster was amazingly brute force, Baiqing Zhenren only felt a powerful force in his chest, and his limbs lost his center of gravity, and immediately flew upside down, fell heavily to the ground, suffocated in his chest, and coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Baimu Zhenren recalled the sword, Jun Zuo stepped lightly, and his body was like a sharp sword usually came out quickly, looking at the black bull monster's eyebrows, the black bull monster's thick arms danced the long halberd in his hand and went straight to meet it, and the two fought straight to the twilight, the sun and the moon were dull.

The brute force of the black bull monster is extremely terrifying, this long halberd weighs more than 100 catties, but it is extremely bulky to be danced by the black bull monster at the moment, Baimu Zhenren knows the ferocity of this bull monster, how dare he come hard with him, the body is like a petrel, sometimes lingering around the bull monster, sometimes stabbing with a sword, so that the black bull monster has seven hands and eight feet, and there is no brute force but no way to get in.

On the contrary, it was Baimu Zhenren who was holding a sword, and the sword body was directly overflowing with the usual sword aura like a cloud, which made the black bull monster parry everywhere, embarrassed and.

Suddenly, the black bull monster shouted angrily, like a thunderbolt, and raised the halberd above the top with both hands, looking at the gap between the human figures of Baimu and slashing down, the courage was amazing, as if it had the power of a thousand pounds, and it brought a hurricane.

Baimu Zhenren hurriedly spun out of the empty figure, Jun Zuo lightly stepped on the long halberd swung out by the black bull monster, and the sword in his hand came out of his hand, and in an instant, it became several times the size, and it came straight to the throat of the black bull monster.

The black bull monster was horrified in his heart, and hurriedly opened his halberd, and rushed to grab the sword, only to hear a crisp sound, and the sword of Zhang Xu Chang was actually caught in his hand, and it was difficult to move a bit. A hundred years later, Baiqing Zhenren struggled to get up, endured the severe pain in his body, held the rainbow sword in his hand, and struggled to rise up, and went straight to the back of the black bull monster's heart.

This black bull monster is extremely strong, he only felt a burst of fierce sword qi coming from the back of his head, and the short figure of the sword in one hand was swirling in place for a week, and he held the halberd generously and took advantage of the situation to slash towards Baiqing Zhenren, Baiqing Zhenren was frightened and turned his white body twisted rapidly, and his chest was also cut out with a "bang" A bloody wound that was about a foot long. Bai Qing Zhenren suddenly felt a hot pain in his chest, and hurriedly covered the wound with one hand, and fell to the side heavily, unable to turn over.