While the two were talking, there was a sudden loud shout in the array, Nan Jiyun slashed the last flying sword to the ground, and the surrounding brilliance surged, and he suddenly broke out of the formation, sacrificing a giant axe and slashing at the two.

Yin Bone True Man sneered, and also sacrificed his inferior magic weapon, which was actually a white bone sword, the sword body did not know what bone the Dao was made of, it was extremely tough, and it flew out of the sword to entangle with the giant axe, and the fight was inextricable.

Yin Qianxi snorted coldly, and also sacrificed his inferior magic weapon, the Qingying Sword, and the White Bone Sword would be together, and immediately retreated from the giant axe, Nan Jiyun's face changed greatly, knowing that he was not the opponent of the two, and was about to retreat, but it was a little late, the White Bone Sword swung the giant axe, and suddenly flew over, passing through his left shoulder, and poked out a wound the size of a bowl.

Yin Bone Zhenren waved his hand to recall the White Bone Sword, Ha Lu Ha Da Lu smiled, took a few steps forward, and was about to solve the life of the black-faced man, when he suddenly felt that something was wrong, it seemed that there was a pair of eyes behind him staring coldly, those were not human eyes, stared at by those eyes, as if he had become his prey, from the instinct of danger, so that he was ready to immediately sacrifice the White Bone Sword, and swept towards the inexplicable dangerous place behind him.

But it was already night, only to hear a soft sound of 'pop' above his head, his mind seemed to be pricked by a needle, and he almost fainted in pain, and suddenly there was a bang on the top of his head, and a blood hole was pierced by a sharp weapon, and the brain marrow was immediately drained, and before he died, he couldn't figure out what monster he died under the attack.

The Myeloid Eater was extinct in ancient times, and he naturally wouldn't have thought that not only him, but even Yin Qianxi, who was fighting with the sword, was shocked by the strange scene in front of him, and his expression was slightly sluggish.

The monk's fighting method is changing rapidly, where can he still have time to be in a daze? In a short moment, he was killed, and a cold blade burst through the air, cutting his head off the ground, dripping on the ground and rolling down to the dust.

Mo Wentian's figure appeared in the darkness, waved his hand to recall the Cold Light Blade, and in front of Nan Jiyun, he began to pick up the loot, and the two low-grade magic weapons Qing Ying Sword and the White Bone Sword naturally couldn't let go, in addition, he also turned over the clothes of the two dead corpses and got the storage bags of the two of them.

Nan Jiyun stood still in the distance, looking at the head of the Yin Bone Real Man without a brain marrow, he was also covered in cold sweat, and said in horror: "Who are you?" Is it also for the Yin Bone real person? ”

There was a cloak of breath to cover his tracks, Mo Wentian was not afraid that he would see it, and said in a hoarse voice: "It doesn't matter who I am, and I am not here for the Yin Bone True Person, his head Daoist friends will take it away at will, and if it is handed over to the imperial court, it can also be exchanged for a large amount of spirit stone rewards." ”

Seeing that this person did not want to show his true face, and he also deliberately concealed his identity, Nan Jiyun was not good at forcing it, so he said: "In Xia Nan Jiyun, it is a loose cultivation without a sect, no matter what, Daoyou can save his life today, if he asks for something, he will try his best to repay it." ”

Mo Wentian nodded silently and said: "It's good to have a Taoist friend, Feiyun City is not very big, and there will be a chance to meet in the future." ”

Nan Jiyun hugged his fists and said: "Fellow Daoist, green mountains and green waters, see you in the future, there will be a reward!" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he stepped forward to cut off the head of the Yin Bone Dao man, sacrificed the giant axe, and soon disappeared from the end of sight.

Not long after Nan Jiyun left, there was a sudden sound of clothes breaking through the air on the mountain, and a young man in brocade clothes quickly rushed down the mountain surrounded by a large group of disciples, he looked up at the two cold corpses on the ground, and the two disciples who were guarding the mountain sect who were soft to the ground, and his face couldn't help but become pale.

He was about to pull out his legs and flee, but a disciple of the Seven Xuanzong Sect next to him suddenly pulled out his long sword and stabbed him in the heart from the back, the brocade-clothed young man let out a heart-rending scream, turned his head and exclaimed, "Senior brother, why are you ......?"

Without saying a word, he fell straight to the ground, with an unbelievable look on his face before he died.

This change happened in an instant, and no one expected it, and those disciples of the Seven Xuanzong Sect who were originally preparing to flee for their lives stood on the spot, at a loss.

The assailant slowly pulled out his long sword from the back of the deceased and said in a cold voice: "Senior brothers, if you still dare to escape, Yin Xuan will be your fate." ”

His voice was extremely cold, and he was usually very powerful, but everyone was silent and did not dare to disobey.

Mo Wentian stepped forward, swept his eyes, and found that this person's name was Fu Yuntian, who was an eighth-level Qi refining cultivator, and couldn't help sneering: "Do you think that if you defect before the battle and kill your fellow sect in exchange for credit, I will spare your life?" ”,

The man immediately said respectfully: "The Immortal Cultivator is profound, and even the Yin Sect and the Yin Bone Dao people are not opponents, and they can't escape from it, so they have to make this strategy as a last resort in order to seek a glimmer of life." ”

Mo Wentian said with a smile: "It's really a good plan, if you don't have a certain amount of cheeky skills, it is difficult to do this." ”

"The so-called shameless people, then everything can be done, if there are many scruples below, I am afraid that they will already be dead." The man always spoke with a comfortable expression, as if he was doing a trivial thing, and said with a respectful smile: "In Xia Fu Yuntian, I also hope that the Immortal will give me a lot of advice." ”

"To be honest, a villain like you, it's not a pity to kill me!" Mo Wentian's cold voice said: "But you don't hesitate to betray the master, you just want to exchange for a life, if you don't fulfill you, but you can't say it." ”

Fu Yuntian was overjoyed in his heart, and immediately said: "I am willing to contribute all the accumulation of this sect in order to ask the immortal to spare his life." ”

Mo Wentian said in a cold voice: "Lead the way ahead and gather all the disciples to come to the sect hall." ”

While he was speaking, several disciples of the Seven Xuanzong who were standing in the distance wanted to sneak away, but suddenly there were several 'pops', and their heads were inexplicably bleeding holes, and in the miserable screams, they fell to the ground one after another, but the skulls were empty, and the brain marrow inside was missing.

Such a strange scene made all the disciples of the Seven Xuan Sect frightened, and they didn't know what monster was lurking in the darkness? It's really shocking to have a rather rare talent for divine attacks, and it's even more unbelievable that the monster also has the talent to hide its tracks, and they only feel that all the shocks in their lives are used up today, even if they want to break their heads, they can't think of what kind of monster has such a natural supernatural power.

The myelin-eating beast has long been extinct in ancient times, Mo Wentian went through a lot of hardships in the blood-colored desert, only to get a myelin-eating beast egg on the ancient shipwreck, and after hatching into a young beast, he advanced to the spirit beast park at great speed, especially the dozens of special effect feeding pills, so that the myelin-eating beast has become the pinnacle of the third-order spirit beast, I believe that it will not take long to be promoted to a fourth-order spirit beast, and at that time, even the real person of Zhuji will be killed.

The disciples of the Seven Xuanzong Sect naturally would not have thought that the demon beasts in the ancient period had actually survived to this day, that Fu Yuntian was still a little restless in his heart, but at this time, his face was pale, his heart was cold, and he had long lost the idea of resisting, and the other disciples naturally had the same thoughts as him, only hoping that the mysterious monk in front of him could be merciful and spare their lives.

Like driving pigs and sheep, he drove hundreds of disciples of the Seven Xuanzong Sect who came down the mountain to the mountain, and if anyone was disobedient on the way, he was immediately pounced on by the myelin-eating beast and sucked his brain marrow alive.

The terrible screams fell on the ears of the disciples of the Seven Xuanzong Sect, and they were all frightened, where did they dare to resist, just like a death row prisoner rushing to the execution ground, and the dejected fish walked towards the mountain.

When they climbed to the top of the mountain, there were five gray and white old men sitting in front of the main hall of the sect, who seemed to be the five elders of the Seven Xuanzong, four of them were cultivators of the eighth layer of qi refining, and the one sitting in the middle had gray hair, wrinkles and ravines on his face, and looked extremely old, but he was a cultivator of the ninth layer of qi refining.

Fu Yuntian took a step forward and said in a loud voice: "Five elders, Elder Yin has fallen, the immortal mana is profound, you are definitely not an opponent, don't hurry up and get out of the way, lest you die." ”

The elder sitting in the middle suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes shot at Fu Yuntian like a sword, and he said sharply: "Fu Yuntian, what crime should you be guilty of deceiving your teacher and destroying your ancestors and betraying your master?" ”

Fu Yuntian was swept away by his sharp gaze, as if a sharp arrow pierced his heart, he couldn't help but take a step back, and changed color: "Old horseman, when the disaster is at the head, what are you putting up?" ”);