Zhai Wanjun was also shocked enough by this sword, Ye Qing's head fell off, and he could still put it on?

What kind of realm is this power? Zhai Wanjun was a little doubtful about his outlook on life at this time.

But then, he realizes that something is not quite right in the world.

Although it is possible to use Reiki, it is still different from the normal world.

After all, he is a master of the Yuan Infant Realm, even if he is not as well-informed as Ye Qing, he is also very vigilant.

"It's unusual here, we look like we're stuck. ”

Zhai Wanjun and the eight Jindan realms under his command all looked a little ugly.

In this endless flat land, you can't see anything, where is the way out?

Even if the terrain is treacherous and dangerous, it is better than nothing like this.

Being trapped alive is the most depressing.

Zhai Wanjun suppressed a wave of anger in his heart, he was the master of the mansion, and he was actually trapped in this place with Ye Qing, if he died with such a small family, then this life would be too worthless.

Even a few of his retinue thought so.

A city lord of Huanxi City, a famous old Luo Guo, it is simply not worth it to be buried with these two people.

Zhai Wanjun's face was extremely cold.

"Ye Qing, you hurry up and find a way, otherwise this mansion will not spare you!"

Ye Qing sneered, "What kind of thing are you, you can order me?"

If it was outside, Ye Qing and the Yuanying master would still have to pretend, but now, in this dream of the Blue Wolf Ancestor, the Yuanying Realm is a fart?

All the cultivators have basically been pulled together here, and now even if they come into the Qi Cultivation Realm, they are no different from them.

"You are presumptuous!"

Zhai Wanjun was furious and wanted to make a move on Ye Qing.

But when I thought of it just now, a sword cut off his head was safe, in this place, I'm afraid that cultivation is really useless.

"Mansion Master, think about it in the long run!"

Several entourages next to him also whispered to dissuade them, if they wanted to kill Ye Qing now, it was estimated that it would take a lot of effort, and it was not worth it.

is already trapped because of this little person, there is no need to waste the aura because of him, in case something happens, it really can't be done.

It's better to go out first, once you get out of here, then Ye Qing is not at their mercy?

Maybe they found the exit first and then left Ye Qing here alone, wouldn't it be better?

Thinking of this, Zhai Wanjun was able to suppress his anger, the expression on his face softened a little, snorted coldly, and went directly in one direction.

Ye Qing didn't stay away from them angrily, since someone opened the way, it was the best policy to follow behind.

This time, Ye Qing didn't have to deliberately keep his distance, anyway, he couldn't kill him here, so he simply followed generously.

The place was so far as the eye could see, I don't know how long it had been, but according to the monk's intuition, the group had been walking for at least seven or eight days.

It's not going to be a circle, is it? Infinite loop?

If that's the case, then they're really going to be trapped here.

Suddenly, just as everyone was about to give up, a cave suddenly appeared in front of them.

It was so abrupt and appeared in front of everyone without warning.

It was a small dirt bag bulging out on the flat ground, and on top of this dirt bag, there was a cave, about the size of a person to burrow into.

"Mansion Master!

Zhai Wanjun frowned.

At this exit, the demonic aura was surging, even stronger than the demonic aura outside before.

This demonic aura made him, a monk in the Yuan Infant Realm, couldn't help but tremble his legs.

That kind of resistance to demonic energy made him frown.

Here, I'm afraid it's a trap, right?

After walking so far, just when everyone was about to give up, such a thing suddenly appeared, and anyone would think about it more.

And it's full of demonic atmosphere, so it's not a good place to go at first glance.

Zhai Wanjun hesitated, turned his head, and pointed at Ye Qing.

"Get out of here, you're in advance!"

Zhai Wanjun's appearance of giving orders was as if he was still the lord of the mansion and was reprimanding and commanding his subordinates.

Ye Qing smiled coldly, "You're a fart?"

"Presumptuous!"

Zhai Wanjun Renke Ren, with two fingers, three flying swords instantly came out of their sheaths from behind their backs and stabbed towards Ye Qing.

Puff puff!

At such a distance, the Yuanying Realm controlled the flying sword, and with Ye Qing's cultivation, it was naturally impossible to dodge.

Besides, there is no need to hide.

At the same time that the three flying swords pierced through Ye Qing, Ye Qing's Mountain Creek North Styl Xuanfang Sword was also unsheathed at the same time.

At the same time, the Yulou Sword also followed.

After several swords on both sides stabbed each other, a lot of things were cut off from their bodies.

Either hands or feet, or even half a head.

But it will be able to be put back in very quickly.

Zhai Wanjun seems to have mastered a knack.

It seems that whoever has more swords is powerful?

Zhai Wanjun took out eighteen Tiangang flying swords from the space ring and stabbed at Ye Qing in an instant.

And at this time, Ye Qing also saw that this old thing seemed to win by quantity.

That said, let him see what the real quantity is.

Ye Qing held the mountain stream in his hand and swept upward.

The mountain stream sword instantly turned into a river in the air, as if Ye Qing was a pen in his hand and a river drawn in the void.

Different from ordinary rivers, the mountain stream sword turned into a small river, and the river is full of sword seedlings.

Ye Qing gave an order, and all the sword seedlings flew out in an instant.

Countless palm-sized flying swords stabbed out horizontally, as if a super huge hidden weapon had been released.

The power of the hidden weapon is naturally not comparable to the flying sword.

Although Shanxi Jianmiao's sword is small, its power is still undiminished.

At the same time, the Yulou Sword in Ye Qing's hand was thrown into the air, turning into a black cloud.

Under the black clouds, flying swords fell from the sky.

Yulou sword, sword Yulou.

It's a rain of swords!

Heavenly Sword Rain, facing countless flying swords, Zhai Wanjun was completely dumbfounded.

If this is outside, it is not enough to worry about the means.

These little flying swords couldn't hurt him at all.

But now it's different, in the dream world where I'm now, there are many flying swords, which is powerful.

Even if Zhai Wanjun had tens of thousands of dollars in his waist, it was impossible to put hundreds of flying swords in the space ring.

Taking a step back, even if there are hundreds of flying swords, I'm afraid they are not as many as Ye Qing's......

Flying swords like cow's hair crisscrossed and stabbed at the nine people, and each time they stabbed, they were holes one by one.

Adding mistakes horizontally and vertically even cuts them apart like dices.

"Scatter!" everyone scattered and fled, all staggering and missing arms and legs to run out first, and it was better to disperse than to be wiped out by others.

Of course, Ye Qing's sword rain has been chasing Zhai Wanjunda.

Suddenly, Ye Qing glanced at Luo Guo and directly kicked Luo Guo in.

In an instant, Luo Guo was cut into small pieces by the criss-crossing flying sword, and mixed with Zhai Wanjun all over the ground.

Ye Qing quickly stepped forward, picked up Luo Guo's head, and began to assemble it......