"Uncle Bai, you can put a hundred hearts! If you don't catch all these guys, how can I have the ability to heal your injuries!" Shan Thirteen said in a secret voice, without any worry, but instead giving people a sense of trust in strategizing.

"I don't know what happened to this kid, people can't see through it!" Bai Changshan threw away the doubts in his heart and looked at Shan Thirteen in the battle, at this moment he was shocked to find that on the sword body, blue light spots appeared again, and a new round of outburst was about to begin.

"Ouyang Bo, do you think you can pick up a bargain by hiding in the distance?" Shan Thirteen smiled strangely, and the next moment he saw a blue ripple spreading from Ouyang Bo's body, just like a blooming vine, so it wasn't weird.

"I am the elder of Tianyangmen, the ancestor will avenge me, you wait......" Ouyang Bo cursed unwillingly, his death was full of weirdness, his whole body was soft, and a pale white mist directly overflowed from his body.

"Uncle Bai, this mist is a good thing, I'm about to suck it!"

Bai Changshan looked at Shan Thirteen with some trepidation, this nephew became more and more unable to see through, and even let him suck the things on the dead man's body, and collapsed to the ground and vomited at the moment.

"Wouldn't it be a pity to waste such a good thing!" Shan Thirteen casually gathered the mist in his hand, and at the same time, the same white mist appeared on the other monks who had been killed by the blue light.

"You won't have fallen into the devil's path, right?" Bai Changshan asked with a worried face, the concern between his expressions made Shan Thirteen's heart warm incomprehensibly, and the feeling of being a wanderer for many days was beyond words.

"How can it be, someone is coming, and I'll talk about it later. "There was a mountain thirteen on it that had been looted after looting, and suddenly picked up Baichang Mountain and quickly disappeared into the mountain forest.

"The Sect Master is dead!"

"Elder Zhao Hongyan of Tianyang Gate is also dead!"

The disciples of Jinyangmen, who were a little slower, suddenly found that the masters who went to pursue had died here, especially the tragic situation of the corpses left at the scene, which was completely beyond their cognition, and hurriedly reported the news one by one.

"Zhao Hongyan is dead, Ouyang Bo is dead, and even the sect master of Jinyangmen has killed people. Okay, my Tianyangmen's power in Jindou City has been wiped out in a breath, you say, what's the use of keeping you!"

On a high mountain thousands of miles away, a middle-aged man with an eagle face kicked away the white-bearded old man who was kneeling on the ground. I didn't expect that with the cultivation of the white-bearded old man Jin Dan at the peak, he still vomited three liters of blood, and he still looked like a regular person after he got up.

"Give me a check, investigate it fiercely, dare to offend my Tianyang Gate, the old man will destroy his whole clan!"

The white-bearded old man hesitated for a moment and said, "Returning to the Great Elder, according to the investigation of the people sent by the disciples, Zhao Hongyan's death is very strange, and it seems that they were killed by the sound wave in seconds, so you see ......"

"Sonic Instant Kill?" The Great Elder's face sank, and a sense of oppression that shocked people's souls came out of his body, and his spiritual sense instantly spread towards Jin Dou City.

"What a powerful coercion!"

Shan Thirteen, who was hiding in a cave to heal his wounds, suddenly changed his expression, retracted his soul aura, and looked at Jin Doucheng with some horror. Where, this strong aura lingered for a long time before slowly subsided.

"A super master far beyond the real people of the Wild Dragon!"

After the soul materialization, Shan Thirteen has a clear understanding of the pressure that the Desolate Dragon True Person once brings, that is, the soul oppression that belongs to the late Yuan Infant period. And right now, this master is even more powerful, isn't it the peak of the Yuan Infant Stage, touching the existence of the peak of this derivative realm.

"Tianyangmen is not simple!"

Shan 13 secretly sighed that he was still wise, desperately losing fifty years of longevity, and was stunned to wipe out Ouyang Bo and them, otherwise the news of the pseudo-spirit weapon would be passed out, attracting the old monster of the Yuan infancy, and there would definitely be death and no life.

With this buffer period, Shan 13 believed that before the large-scale operation of Tianyangmen, it would be enough for himself and Bai Changshan to recover from their injuries as before, and whether to fight or flee at that time was all up to his own will. The reason why he has such confidence is all thanks to the sword in Bai Changshan's hand.

In the eyes of Ouyang Bo and the others, this was a rare spiritual weapon in the world, but Shan Thirteen, who controlled its battle, knew that this was just a pseudo-spiritual weapon. The pseudo-spirit weapon still has such power, not to mention how powerful the power of the spirit weapon is, which means that urging the spirit weapon is not something that Shan Thirteen can do at the moment.

"Shan Thirteen, I can't do it, let me go quickly!" Bai Changshan knew that the power of Tianyangmen was strong, and now that it had attracted the attention of the other party's high-level leaders, it was naturally better to get out early.

"Uncle Bai, you can heal your wounds in peace!" Shan Thirteen flicked his fingers, and a few drops of white liquid entered his abdomen in Bai Changshan's astonishment.

"You ......" Bai Changshan's eyes widened, and he was about to blame Shan Thirteen for letting him devour the dead man's things, but he found that a vast vitality suddenly burst out from his body. The limbs and bones of the body seem to be filled with infinite power, and the damaged meridians, flesh and blood, and skin tissues are quietly changing in a ** way.

"It's so cool!"

At this moment, outside Bai Changshan's body surface, there was a layer of rich heaven and earth aura, although less than one percent of it was stored in the dantian after refining, it was really slowly accumulating. It can be said that the sequelae of Jindan's shattering were completely solved with the help of a few drops of the spirit of Shan Thirteen.

Over time, as long as he cultivates diligently, Bai Changshan can still restore his original cultivation, and it is not impossible to go even further, this is the truth that cannot be broken or established.

Seeing Bai Changshan regain his self-confidence and immerse himself in cultivation, Shan Thirteen only then did he care about his injuries. This time, with the help of pseudo-spirit weapons, the biggest gain was a set of ancient formations in the pseudo-spirit weapons. This is a set of mobile formations that absorb and transfer the power of life from afar, and with the assistance of the formation, the caster can not only provide the energy for the operation of the formation himself, but also draw it from the opponent's body.

It was with the help of this function that Mountain Thirteen lost a hundred years of longevity, killed Zhao Hongyan and others, and even collected the life qi of Zhao Hongyan and others, and launched the second large-scale operation. Although because of the huge destructive power, there was no way to make up for the loss of the other fifty years of longevity power, but after controlling the formation, Mountain Thirteen could completely provide himself with enough soul qi for backup in a short period of time.

"It's done!"

Imitating the ancient formation in the pseudo-spirit weapon, Shan Thirteen drew a scoop according to the gourd and engraved it on the ground, and suddenly a devouring force on the ground erupted, plundering the qi of the living beings in Shan Thirteen's hands, although the speed and effect were weakened a lot. However, seeing the thirteen mountains that hunted his heart, he naturally applied it to his cultivation, constantly figuring out how to engrave it on his bone axe.