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Seeing that there were no disciples damaged, Lei Wanshan's face guard was overjoyed, and he looked towards the Five Elements Phantom Beast Array, but saw that the iron-clad lions of the Golden Phantom Beast Secret Realm had all been defeated, and the Golden Phantom Beast Secret Realm had completely disappeared in the formation.

Zhu Ziming walked into the secret realm of the water phantom beast, he looked at the corpses all over the ground and his face was amazed, especially the creepy blood hole on his head, which made him suddenly think of the marrow-eating demon beast that the ancient tribe sacrificed with tens of thousands of head clay pots on the ancient giant ship in the Valley of Ten Thousand Souls two years ago.

Could it be that the Infinite Gate has something to do with that ancient demon beast? He clearly remembered that the head of the Wuji Gate was the survivor of the Valley of Ten Thousand Souls, and just when he was puzzled, suddenly two water beasts jumped out of the water, and quickly spit out dozens of water arrows from their mouths, and suddenly shot at them.

Zhu Ziming immediately dodged away, and sacrificed the golden blade sword to completely penetrate the two water beasts, with a loud sound, the two phantom beasts seemed to be broken water light, the water flowed on the ground, and suddenly fused together strangely, giving birth to a new water frog beast, but before he could attack, he was defeated by Zhu Ziming, who was already waiting next to him, and the secret realm of the water phantom beast disappeared immediately in the formation.

Seeing Zhu Ziming walking into the Wood Phantom Beast Secret Realm, Lei Wanshan's face was difficult to look at, the current Five Elements Phantom Beast Array, the Wood Phantom Beast Secret Realm and the Earth Phantom Beast Secret Realm all have only two Phantom Beasts, only the five Phantom Beasts in the Fire Phantom Beast Secret Realm have not been damaged, and the power of the formation is already only one hundred and twenty-six mana, and it is impossible to trap the Zhuji Zhenren at all. Lei Wanshan said in a deep voice: "Everyone, start to form a formation and prepare to meet the enemy!" The head of the Xiuzhen sect is 170 heads, come back!

The three elders and seven inner disciples, ten people formed two five-element formations, all of them held offensive third-order talismans in their palms, and released all the spirit beasts and insects, and surrounded the mountain gate in groups, preparing to launch a thunder attack at the moment when Zhu Ziming broke the formation.

It is difficult to build a foundation, it is difficult to climb the ethereal sky, but if the foundation is successful, it is a step to the sky, high above, the aura contained in the dantian seems to be stormy, all kinds of magical powers are exerted with extraordinary power, the physical body seems to be cast of gold and iron, Mo Wentian's physical strength, any spell cast by a monk in the Qi refining period will not produce any traces when it is bombarded on it.

Although Zhu Ziming's mana is already extremely weak in the Zhuji True Person, but even so, the spell attack of a monk below the ninth level of Qi Refining can be completely ignored, even if it is a monk of the Great Perfection of Qi Refining, the magic power is only a slight threat, and there is no way to kill a Zhuji True Person without more than twenty Qi Refining Great Perfection monks. Lei Wanshan and the others deeply understood this, and they could only make a desperate bet at this time, vowing to survive with Wujimen.

Zhu Ziming had already broken the Wood Phantom Beast Secret Realm and walked into the Fire Phantom Beast Secret Realm, where the five Flame Beasts surrounded him, swallowing the flames and sending out fierce attacks.

The wind and snow were blowing all over the sky, the cold wind was howling, the temperature in the air seemed to be even colder, the sky was gradually getting darker, and the heavy clouds weighed down the people breathlessly. But at this time, outside the mountain gate, the sound of horses' hooves stomping on the ground was faintly heard in the wind and snow, which seemed to be getting louder and louder. The head of the Xiuzhen sect is 170 heads, come back!

Chang Bonan, a disciple of Feiyun Sect, turned his head in astonishment, but saw that at the end of his line of sight, there were fifty or sixty horsemen and horses coming in the wind and snow, all of them were wearing thick standard cotton clothes, all of them were carrying crossbow arrows, bowing their heads and galloping on horseback.

Chang Bonan's pupils shrank, and he frowned and said to himself: "It's just a group of mortals, what are they doing here?"

Just when he was puzzled, the team of people and horses galloped to a hundred meters away, and suddenly dispersed quickly like a fan, and an old man in a robe galloped out, looking up to the sky and roaring: "1 brothers, swear to serve Wujimen to the death, kill me!"

Kill! Fifty soldiers stood on their horses and let out a roar that shook the heavens and the earth, and they pulled the bowstring vigorously on their horses, and the rain of arrows completely covered the four disciples of the Feiyun Gate.

The faces of the four disciples of Feiyun Sect all changed, it was not that they were afraid, the cultivators of the third layer of Qi refining were already the supreme masters of the world, and the cultivators of the sixth layer of Qi refining were completely unafraid of the worldly swords, but what made them not understand? Who gave this mortal such guts? A mere mortal actually wanted to shoot an immortal.

Within the mountain gate, all the disciples of Wuji Gate had a shocked look on their faces, and their hearts were even more inexplicably moved, mortals who wanted to kill immortals had to have the courage to die with moths to the fire, and there was almost no possibility of survival! ,

Father! Bei Shixiong's face suddenly turned pale, although Qingshi Town is close to Bishan, but since he went up the mountain, he has never come down the mountain, not that he doesn't miss it in his heart, but the shadow in his heart five years ago, so he really has no face to go back. The cold wind brought the sound out of the mountain gate, and the other people seemed to hear it, and Ha Lu Ha Da Lu smiled and said: "Son, father came to see you, brothers, shoot me!"

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The head of the Xiuzhen sect is 170 heads, come back!

Arrows fell from the sky, and the clothes of the four disciples of Feiyun Sect were already full of holes, but the bare skin inside was not damaged in the slightest, as if a group of ants were biting on their bodies, and their faces became extremely ugly, it was a great shame, and they had never heard of such a thing in the long cultivation realm.

Chang Bonan roared angrily: "It's just an ant, who gave you the guts?" You're all going to die! I'm going to die for them all! As if gritting his teeth, he said these words, and commanded left and right: "You three show me this person, and I will personally step forward and kill them all!" As soon as he finished speaking, he rushed forward like an arrow and performed a quicksand technique, and a few war horses immediately neighed not far ahead, and even the knight of Sima Shang was buried deep in the ground, and the cultivator of the eighth layer of qi refining could completely sweep away hundreds of cavalry. Inside the mountain gate, Sun Shixiong suddenly put his expectant eyes on Lei Wanshan, and said anxiously: "Elder Lei!

Lei Wanshan understood what he meant, but the mountain protection array was running, and if he wanted to go out of the mountain gate to save the townspeople, he had to go through the Five Elements Phantom Beast Array, so he would inevitably meet Zhu Ziming.

But the people of Qingshi Town were slaughtered by the disciples of Feiyun Sect again! Is it possible to sit on the sidelines? He silently asked himself in his heart, that is absolutely unbearable! Sooner or later, it will be the end of death, so why hold on for a while? Master! Come back soon! Only you can save our sect!

Lei Wanshan's heart was extremely bitter, and he ordered in a difficult tone: "All the disciples, all of them have entered the secret realm of earth illusion beasts, even if we fight for our lives, we have to save these people!" The head of the Xiuzhen sect is 170 heads, come back!

At this time, in the secret realm of the fire phantom beast of the mountain protection array, Zhu Ziming defeated the last flame beast of the last one of the flame beasts, he put away the golden blade sword, and walked into the secret realm of the earth phantom beast proudly, he believed that the time to break the formation was not far away, and that time was the death of the Wuji Gate.

Outside the mountain gate, five or six cavalry soldiers suddenly raised a big net and tightly wrapped Chang Bonan, and they galloped and galloped fast, which was their way of catching fierce beasts.

But Chang Bonan seemed to be a mountain, a few galloping fast horses couldn't be dragged at all, he grabbed the iron net with both hands and pulled back suddenly, several town soldiers were dragged to him as if they were marionettes, and a few of his fluttering punches went down, and several heads were smashed like watermelons.

The silent man was stunned, and rode forward, but was hit by the thrown corpse, rolled off the horse, and fell heavily into the snow, and the blood instantly stained the ground red.

Don't bro! Qian Yuanwai roared, dragged a Pu knife and staggered forward, holding Sun Yuanwai tightly in his arms.

Sun Yuan's outside was like gold paper, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, he coughed lightly, and whispered something in his mouth.

Qian Yuanwai hurriedly listened to Lou, but heard him say: "Qian" Brother Qian, if ""If you see my family Shixiong, ask me," ask me for him!

As soon as he finished speaking, his head tilted to the side, and there was no longer any breath

Don't bro! My good brother! Qian Yuan roared outside the sky, the wind and snow hit his tearful face, he got up resolutely, dragged the Pu knife and ran forward, in Qingshi Town, there was no knowledge that he used to be a horse bandit, and he was also a fierce character with his hands stained with blood, although he had not touched the knife for decades, but his blood was still there. The head of the Xiuzhen sect is 170 heads, come back!

Wuji Peak, east of the main hall of the sect, in front of the teleportation array.

All the outer disciples stood quietly in front, their faces full of misery, and the deathly silence was simply breathless.

Tang Jingxiang stood in front of the people, and said in a cold voice: "The teleportation array can transfer eight people at a time, and we will be a small group of eight people, and all of them will be teleported to Feiyun City." ”

No one answered her words, when the sect was in danger, they couldn't help anything, they could only choose to flee secretly, this was an extremely difficult choice, if they could have a choice, they would prefer to burn the jade with the enemy, but the huge gap in cultivation was just a vain death. ,

Han Yunsheng suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Senior Sister Tang, junior brother should be left as the last teleporter!" ”

He had been following Shan Yuefeng, he clearly remembered Elder Lei's order, and secretly wrote it down in his heart, he had already made a decision in his heart, and when all the senior brothers were transferred out of the city, he would use spells to destroy the teleportation array, the enemy would not be able to find out where they were, and he would have to stay and live with the sect.

As soon as his words fell, Lu Yifeng immediately reacted, and immediately said: "No, I'll keep it as the last teleportation!"

Almost all the outer disciples reacted, they all felt panicked in their hearts, and they all rushed to say: "Senior Sister Tang, the junior brother's spiritual root qualification is poor, and his contribution to the sect in the future will be limited, so let the junior brother stay!" ”

Tang Jingxiang felt as if he had been misplaced, and he only felt depressed and uncomfortable, this was a difficult and painful choice, and Wu Long chose who was the last disciple to be the last to teleport, basically sending him to death. The head of the Xiuzhen sect is 170 heads, come back!

As the senior sister of the outer disciples, she has the responsibility to protect her junior brothers and sisters from any disaster, and this doomed task she was originally prepared to arrange for herself. The wind and snow filled his eyes, tears quietly slid down his cheeks, and Tang Jingxiang let out a silent cry in his heart: "Master, come back!" Only you have the power to turn the tide and save our sect!

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