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This sudden voice, listening to everyone's ears, seems to be buried in the cold ice of the years, which makes people feel cold in their hearts.

"Invitation?"

Qilu frowned, his fists clenched involuntarily, and his gaze swept over the people on his side one by one.

Xianmen, sure enough, came.

But why did it come so quickly?

He finally looked at Ying Jing who was standing on top of a jade mountain, this person was in the early stage of bone transformation, and even if he broke through to the late Qing Wei stage, he would not be an opponent, let alone now.

What's more, there were ten Immortal Sect disciples behind him, even if they didn't count the invitation scene, these people were not something that the nine inner court disciples could compete with.

Qilu gasped, his flickering eyes were a little weak, and then he looked in the direction where the core senior brothers were, and now, maybe he could only pin his hopes there.

"There are Liancheng over there, don't worry, they won't be coming over soon!"

Invite Jing saw what he was thinking, and immediately smiled, a hint of mockery appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"No wonder you have no danger all the way, it turns out that you have brought the Wind Breaking Jade, you are really smart!"

Looking at the jade slip in the hands of Qilu and the others, his eyes were also a little surprised.

From beginning to end, Qilu didn't speak, he thought about countless possibilities in his heart, but it seemed that he couldn't solve the current situation, because it was a dead end.

A dead end formed because the difference in strength is too large.

"Don't you even dare to speak? It's really disappointing!" he looked at the disciple on his left and said, "You bring two people and bring the Eight Treasures and Jade Ronggen, although it is useless for us to ask for that thing, it is not bad to use it for collection." ”

The disciple immediately received the order, and the three figures galloped towards the Eight Treasures and Jade Ronggen.

"Who dares to move?"

Qilu roared angrily, and the light around him shone brightly, blocking the only way, and the killing machine burst out.

Babao Yuronggen is the hope of rescuing the master, and it is also the hope of the re-emergence of the martial arts, so there is no room for loss, even if it is death.

"Can you stop it?"

A cold snort came, and the invitation Jing Yao Yao on the jade mountain slapped a palm, and the palm of his palm shone brightly, turning into a huge palm, which spread directly in front of Qilu.

"Peng—"

Qilu also played his most powerful attack move, but like a moth to a fire, he was directly defeated, and the palm of his hand was immediately imprinted on his chest.

He opened his mouth and spewed out a large mouthful of blood, and his body flew out upside down, crashing into the jade mountain.

His eyes were fixed on the eight treasures and jade Ronggen.

"That's ...... hope"

There was a bit of bitterness in his eyes, but he was so powerless.

"Why don't you hurry up and bring it over? With me here, I don't think anyone else in the martial arts hall will dare to do it?"

Invite Jing's gaze swept over the other eight martial arts disciples one by one, and his gaze was also a little cold.

The disciples of the Martial Arts Hall were gearing up, but they were suppressed by the oncoming momentum, and no one could move a bit.

The three Immortal Sect disciples from before crossed in front of them with a little disdain and walked in front of the Eight Treasures and Jade Ronggen.

Looking at the most powerful healing elixir, a trace of greed flashed in the eyes of the three Immortal Sect disciples.

"Even if there is a jade mountain isolation, there is still such a strong medicinal fragrance coming from it, this holy medicine has matured to such a point!" The immortal sect disciple's eyes flickered.

Qilu finally closed his eyes, and his body trembled slightly.

"It's over, the last hope is gone, is it true that the heavens really want to destroy the Qizhou Martial Arts Hall?" The Xianmen disciple's arm poked out, the light swayed, penetrated the jade mountain in one fell swoop, and then grabbed the root of the Eight Treasures and Jade Rong.

"What a rich heaven and earth vitality!"

As soon as the palm of his hand touched the root of the Eight Treasure Jade Plant, he could feel the hot breath.

A greedy look flashed in the eyes of the Immortal Sect disciples, and the light in his palms surged, and he burst out fiercely, shattering all the surrounding jade mountains in one fell swoop.

The root of the Eight Treasures and Jade finally fell into his hands.

He slowly held it up and waved at the invitation.

Ying Jing smiled slightly, nodded slightly, he opened his mouth, and was about to say something, but a sword light swept through the oblique ground.

With his cultivation, he could naturally see the sword light clearly, but he couldn't stop it.

Because that sword light was so fast, it was so fast that he didn't have time to make a move.

With the cultivation of Invite Jing, the immortal disciple of the late Qingwei realm did not have the slightest reaction when he was caught off guard.

The time when he saw that sword light was a little later than that of Invite Jing, it was because he was so late that he finally lost the chance to survive.

The sword light swept through his neck, and it was so fast, so fast that he didn't even feel the pain.

"Peng—"

A figure appeared behind him and kicked the corpse towards the Immortal Sect disciple, and his head was disturbed by this external force, and then it rolled to the side.

Yu Han held the root of the Eight Treasures and Jades, and couldn't help but feel a stirring in his heart.

No wonder even the hall master and other characters need it to heal, the life force in it is too strong, if there are others, not only the father, but also more than a hundred disciples, will also recover.

"Yu Han?"

Invite Jing's face finally changed, looking at the familiar and unfamiliar white figure, and said tentatively.

A smile appeared at the corner of Yu Han's mouth, looked at Invite Jing with disdain, and then put the Eight Treasures and Jade Ronggen into the Qiankun bag.

"Immortal Sect disciple, that's all, that's all!"

Ying Jing's eyes narrowed slightly, and two cold rays flashed from the bottom of his eyes, just looking at Yu Han, one after another killing machines spread out.

"There is a way in heaven that you don't go, and there is no door to hell for you to break in! I love it, though. ”

His figure finally landed from the top of the Jade Mountain and stood in front of the remaining nine Immortal Sect disciples.

"Liao Qing and Qingliu both said similar things to you, and then they both died!"

There was also murder in Yu Han's eyes, and from the time he saw the Yu family's miserable appearance, it was destined that these immortal disciples who existed in Qizhou at this moment would die.

Whoever it is, whether they make a move or not, as long as they exist, they are all part of the culprit.

So they are all going to die.

The murderous intent that had been suppressed in his heart finally burst out at this moment, and the cold and bloodthirsty aura made several Immortal Sect disciples at the forefront feel that terrifying pressure.

At this moment, Qilu and the others looked at all this in front of them with some disbelief, and finally a glimmer of hope was ignited in their hearts.

Especially Qilu, his pale face had a bit of light.

Yu Han's name is unknown to no one in Qizhou.

He is the same, as the first person on the hero list of the inner court, naturally under the suppression of the aura of this name, life is very hard.

There were also times when he disagreed, because at that time, Yu Han was just in the realm of martial arts.

However, a year later, he returned, cultivating to a par with himself.

In the middle of the shot, he directly killed a late Qingwei in seconds, and this strength won his respect.

"I heard that you have stirred up a lot of wind and rain in Yanzhou, those guys from the Yitian Sect and the Three Great Immortal Sects are really useless, and they are not even as good as a mere Qizhou outcast!"

Invite Jing to walk forward step by step.

"Therefore, the bell must be tied to the bell, your life still needs our Xuanzong to collect it!"

He glanced at the disciple who had fallen beside him, his body separated, and the smile on his lips became colder and colder.

"Not only you, but also them, will be buried for your sword today!"

As the words fell, he slowly raised his hands, and a terrifying aura instantly enveloped Yu Han in it.

Yu Han couldn't help but retreat, shuttling through the jade forest.

And the invitation is like a shadow, and the momentum has always enveloped him, without a trace of emotion.

"Kill them all!"

He ordered towards the Immortal Sect disciples behind him, his tone was cold, obviously killing him.

The remaining nine disciples glanced at each other and walked towards the Martial Arts Hall disciples with a sneer.

"Fight with them!"

Yun Fengdu finally spoke, his brows furrowed, as the second-ranked person on the hero list, after Qilu was seriously injured, he could only stand up.

However, as soon as he spoke, a figure flew out from the side.

"Don't worry, everyone!

The figure landed in the midst of everyone, and a little light flowed from his eyes.

"Qiubai?"

Yun Fengdu, Jiang Beizhi and the others were shocked, they didn't expect Ling Qiubai to appear here, didn't he refuse to enter here and leave?

After thinking about it, they thought of Yu Han, could it be that Qiu Bai refused to come in, was he waiting for Yu Han?

Ling Qiubai seemed to sense the doubts in everyone's hearts, and then nodded and smiled: "Yu Han came with me, and I was waiting for him, but now, it's not the time to talk about it in detail, let's kill these guys first!"

"Are you kidding?"

Although Yu Han killed a disciple of the late Qingwei period, among the remaining nine people, there are still two in the late Qingwei period, and on the Wutang side, the only Qilu who can fight with the late Qingwei stage has been seriously injured.

Even if one more Ling Qiubai was added, he still fell behind after all.

So Yun Fengdu's face became solemn again, and he was just about to speak.

Ling Qiubai, who was beside him, said coldly: "Then let you see if I'm joking." ”

He stretched out one hand, and more than a hundred lines in his palm churned uncontrollably, and then quickly combined.

"Wind and Cloud Trapped Immortal Array!"

More than 100 stripes quickly intertwined, and then the surrounding power suddenly churned.

"My formation is not strong, at most I can hold on for some time, everyone take advantage of this time to join forces with me to kill them!"

Ling Qiubai's eyes flickered, and he spoke to the few disciples next to him.

Then, the Dao Pattern rose out, erupting in a dazzling intertwined light.

The aura of terror rushed in all directions at this moment.

On the top of the heads of the nine Immortal Sect disciples, a huge gossip pattern appeared, and between the flashes of light, there was a force that destroyed the gods and killed the immortals swept through the sky.

The face of the Immortal Sect disciple finally changed.

Even behind Ling Qiubai, the faces of those disciples in the inner courtyard of the Martial Arts Hall changed, and they looked at Ling Qiubai standing in front of them incredulously, their eyes full of shock.

"Qiubai, your formation, strength ...... Pretty strong!"