Peng –

Shan Thirteen's body was thrown directly behind him, and before he landed, he saw a blood mist splattering out of his mouth, and the entire chest cavity was as if he had been hit hard by a heavy hammer, almost completely shattering the internal organs, and blurted out a mouthful of unstoppable blood against the blood, and even had some broken internal organs.

"What the hell did you do?"

Instead of being happy, the three of them fell into a panic, because they found that the furious true yuan that the three of them had joined forces to attack was devoured by the half-golden, half-black bones. Moreover, this strange devouring power actually followed their respective true elements and drilled into their bodies, unscrupulously devouring them.

With the naked eye, a bright red thin line appeared on the surface of the skin of the three people, swimming rapidly like worms, and where they passed, all the skin and flesh tissue immediately turned into old bark, wrinkled and folded.

"Knife explosion!"

"Fire Brahma!"

"Demon Breaker!"

After all the conventional means of the three of Changmei failed, they came out one after another to save their lives, and a shocking force blocked these strange red lines in front of them like deaths.

Whew-

It's like lime being sprinkled in water, and there is an immediate reaction of distance, and a pungent smell comes out, making people vomit unstoppably. Fortunately, the momentum of the weird red line was curbed, and the three of them naturally increased their counterattack, and in less than a blink of an eye, they returned to normal.

"It's you kid!"

Changmei Zhenren relieved his nervousness a little, but found that Shan Thirteen, who was hit hard by the three of them, didn't know when, he actually approached him, and was wielding an inconspicuous axe to slash at his head.

"See if I don't capture you alive. Changmei Zhenren was shocked at first, and then he was overjoyed, because the chela corpse actually rushed towards the other two, and the cultivation of Shan Thirteen was really not enough for him to see, just one or two moves, and it would be done naturally.

As if seeing everything he was about to get from Shan Thirteen, the long-eyebrow real person didn't notice the strong murderous aura in Shan Thirteen's eyes at all, and stretched out his bare hand to Shan Thirteen's neck, wanting to clasp Shan Thirteen's throat.

"Good time!"

The corners of Shan Thirteen's mouth set up a smile, and he said in his heart: This half-gold, half-black bone is powerful, and it completely broke the joint attack of the three of Changmei, and by the way, it also devoured their true yuan. In this way, the strength of the three of Changmei is similar to those half-step powerful monks at the peak of Jindan.

Taking advantage of the opportunity for the three of them to resolve the strange red line, Shan Thirteen and the Chela Soldiers split into two ways and took the lead in counterattacking, this ability to control the situation invisibly increased the lethality of Shan Thirteen.

Bang –

Shan Thirteen's fists and Changmei's palms slammed into each other, and their strength was equal, and no one could help each other, and they each looked at each other backwards. Different from the surprise of the real person with long eyebrows, Shan Thirteen was overjoyed and rushed up with a fist again.

Bang Bang Bang –

Three moves in a row, Shan Thirteen and Changmei Zhenren all chose a hard-hitting killing move, and every time they collided, Shan Thirteen's face would be pale, which made Changmei Zhenren feel that he was adding more strength and would definitely be able to defeat Shan Thirteen. It is because he did not cultivate and recuperate to restore the true element, but wanted to join the whirlpool of chasing and killing Mountain Thirteen in a quick way to cut through the chaos with a quick knife.

Whoosh –

After a silver-white light flashed, the long-eyebrow real person looked at the eighteen corpses surrounding him in some surprise, and at this moment, in a strange combination, preventing him from breaking through.

"Huangkou Xiaoer, he actually designed to frame the old man, do you think the old man is just such a little trick?"

Bah -

The dignified and powerful monk Changmei Zhenren was forced to swallow a large mouthful of the pill at this moment, absorbing the true qi in it and turning it into a use. If it is known by the cultivation realm, this old face in the future can be regarded as a loss.

"Wind in the Ground-Slash!"

With the replenishment of the elixir aura, Changmei Zhenren immediately became vigorous, after all, the speed at which the powerful cultivator refined the aura of heaven and earth and the elixir far exceeded the speed of his own consumption.

"A Thousand Blades!"

When Shan Thirteen attacked, he finally recovered a little bit of true yuan, and immediately performed an extremely strong move, and a half-zhang long sword shot out from his hand, and the number of them completely submerged the world in front of Shan Thirteen.

Qiang –

The sound of metal crashing sounded, and for the first time, Shan Thirteen's landless wind suffered a serious setback, and nearly a hundred swords were all slashed on Shan Thirteen's body, almost only the back half of his body was left with clothes.

Tick –

Countless blood stains flowed inexorably, and Shan Thirteen looked at the front motionlessly like a wooden man, as if that was the place he cared about.

"It should be dead!" Changmei Zhenren said confidently, a hundred sharp blades, even if he was allowed to pick it up by himself, he might not be able to retreat with his whole body. With a bend of his hand, the half-gold, half-black bone in Shan Thirteen's hand flew towards him, and just as he was about to get it, an even stronger wind suddenly attacked his dantian.

"Mu Xiao Yuan Soul, it turned out to be Mu Xiao Yuan Soul, isn't Black Whisker dead?" Changmei Zhenren's consciousness was a little confused, and he didn't expect that it was Mu Xiao Yuan Soul who sneaked up on him. This Mu Xiao Yuan Soul has the strange ability to restrain the soul, and at the moment, Changmei is guarding his spiritual platform, and he is completely on the defensive.

Boom –

Changmei only cared about attacking his Mu Xiao Yuan Soul, but what he never expected was that the move issued by the refining corpse surrounding him at this moment was enough to make him regret it for the rest of his life, and he would not be blind to death. When the four alchemy corpses struck him in the back of the heart with all their might, Changmei made an astonishing move.

Whoosh –

A golden figure of less than three inches quickly came out of Changmei's head, looked around with some curiosity, and broke through the sky towards the sky.

"That's the Yuan Infant with long eyebrows, it's really cute!" Looking at the Yuan Infant who was far away, Shan Thirteen had nothing to do, because at this time, he was already exhausted, where could he still have the ability to arrest the bandits.

Poof—

The corpses of two powerful monks in the infancy stage of the Great War, at this moment, at the cost of seventeen or eighteen broken feet, successfully cut off a powerful monk to the ground, and the head that rolled off told endless unwillingness.

"The old man will never let you go!" The powerful monk who was killed, Yuan Ying also broke out of his body, and when he left, he cursed viciously.

"Really?"

A big hand suddenly grabbed the Yuan Ying and pressed it to the ground, and the Yuan Ying looked a little loose when he landed, and even had long been blurred, fading away from the spiritual sense of the deity.

Seeing the owner of this hand, Shan Thirteen's face turned pale, and he struggled to schem, seeing that he was about to successfully escape, but this guy stuck in a sideways, is he really going to die here?