Unexpectedly, Nangong Sheng was so poor. He is narrow-minded. He usually couldn't see the defeated General Lingbaozong. Now he couldn't help but sneer.

Nangong Sheng's face was ugly, so he had to sigh and remain silent. Kong Yuan Zhenren said: "Brother Nangong doesn't have to blame himself too much. Yuan Haotian is the king of the demon race. It's easy to handle. More importantly, victory or defeat is the common cause of the soldiers. It's too late to avenge it. ”。

Xie Bufan snorted and said, "I don't want to chat here." I'm sorry! "For example, the shape of the body flashes through to the center of the square.

…… Yuan Haotian's figure rushed into the crowd, and people only felt a gust of wind blowing. Only a few decent elders with high cultivation could find his traces. At this time, the battle in the square was almost over. Although several demons were still fighting, in the face of their opponents, they fell several times and were finally beheaded one by one.

Yuan Haotian did not go to the rescue, but jumped on a high platform, raised his head, and cried. After a while, the shadows of the three Taoist priests fell around him. It is Hua Qianying and other three immortal kings.

"Big brother, did you get it?" Hua Qianying asked, Yuan Haotian shook his head and said, "Things have changed." It is not convenient to discuss in detail here. Let's get out of here first.

Hu Qiang looked around and asked, "Big brother, fourth brother?" Yuan Haotian's face was cloudy, and he said in a low voice: "In order to save me, my fourth brother is willing to die for me." Unfortunately, he was killed by Jiebang and the old Taoist priest Kong Yuan! Hearing that Jia Er wanted to crack, Hu Qiang roared loudly: "Four younger brothers, three elder brothers will avenge you!" In daily life, he has the best relationship with his four younger brothers, Mo Wuming. Now, hearing this unfortunate news, he was very angry and was ready to go to Xie Bufan and the others for revenge.

Yuan Hao said: "Third brother, don't be reckless. Fourth brother, because I died. I want revenge more than any of you. But at the moment we are in danger, and a small mistake is doomed to failure. We need to focus on the big picture. I, Yuan Haotian, swear that if I don't take revenge, I will fall into the underworld and hell and be burned by a thousand years of ghost fire! ”。

Hua Qianying hurriedly said: "Brother, we are all brothers of our own family. What did you swear to do? In the beginning, when the five of us went on a pilgrimage, we set a great ambition and were willing to die for it. Although the fourth brother died here, he will definitely not blame you.

Hu Lie also knew that he was too reckless just now, and hurriedly said, "What the second sister said was that I was too reckless. After the third brother takes revenge, I want to take revenge on the eldest brother! Yuan Haotian patted him on the shoulder and said, "Good brother, don't worry, the eldest brother will never let them go!" As he looked around, he saw more and more Orthodox monks coming to his side, and said to the three humanitarians, "Don't stay here too long, let's leave quickly." After speaking, as soon as he stretched out his hand, a red light cluster appeared in the palm of his hand.

Yuan Hao's heart moved, and the light rose dozens of feet into the air. With a bang, it exploded. At this time, the sky was already dark, and the burst of light was like fireworks, blooming in the dark sky. It didn't take long for a huge black shadow to pass through the sky, straight to the ground, and swept away.

The monks saw a black shadow dancing in the flickering light of the fireworks, and vaguely recognized it as a huge bird. When the big bird flies low, they can see that it is a large crow with black feathers. Yuan Haotian's four people jumped onto the back of the giant crow. The huge crow screamed, rose from the sky and flew away.

Dozens of profound cultivators of the righteous path sacrificed their magic weapons and took to the air to track them, but the speed of the giant crow was extremely fast, and no matter how they urged the magic weapons, they were still far behind and could no longer track them.

Kong Yuan Zhenren called his disciples to take care of Nangong Sheng. He climbed up the clouds and walked towards the sky. His figure landed on the top of the Xuanxu Palace, looking around. From a distance, I saw Yuan Haotian and the others standing on the crows, flying southwest, and it was too late to catch up.

He fell into the apse of the Xuanxu Hall and found Lin Shuming, who was still in a coma, and Ding Tongtian, who was lying on the side. I can't help but ask, Yuan Hao was born cruel and greedy. Now, not only did he not kill Lin Shuming, but he didn't even want the same zenith he dreamed of, which was really strange. He went to Lin Shuming's side to check the injury and found that he was just stunned by the head injury, so he was relieved.

Kong Yuan's hands are a real person, and the jingle will fly to his hands, and he gently strokes the body of the tripod, as if caressing his own child. "What's your secret?" He muttered to himself.

…… Mu Jianheng leaned on the Qingxian Sword, powerfully supporting his crumbling body. He was covered in scars, large and small. Blood and sweat glued his hair together, and it was no longer the usual elegant look. In retrospect, he feels lucky.

Although in the eyes of outsiders, he did not lose in hundreds of rounds of battles with Hua Qiangying, he only has a mirror in his heart. The other party did not directly hit the murderer, but played with him like a cat playing with a mouse. He only tortured him to death after he was exhausted!.

This witch is cruel. If she doesn't stop and leave suddenly, I'm afraid she won't be able to hold ten rounds.

Bah!.

As soon as his throat was sweet, blood gushed out from a large mouth, and his face turned even paler. In my mind, I said: It seems that I have just exhausted my spiritual strength. I'm afraid my heart has been damaged. I'm afraid I won't be able to recover in a few months.

He was dizzy. He couldn't hold on any longer. He leaned back. A chubby figure flashed behind him, his palm pressed against his vest, and a steady stream of spiritual power poured into his body.

Mu Jianheng's spirit was awakened, and he whispered: "Master Xie Qi said: "Don't speak, use the spirit of the sea to keep the yuan in your heart." Mu Jianheng did as he said, and soon felt that his breath was clear and his body was comfortable.

Xie Bufan said: "When will you change your hairy temperament?" A few days ago, I won't talk about the fighting competition, but now you dare to fight against the immortal king-level demon, are you impatient? Seeing that you are injured like this now, your sister is going to blame me again! Mu Jianheng grinned and said, "This is the apprentice's own self-inflicted suffering, how can you blame the master?" Xie Bufan snorted, seeing that his injuries were not as serious as he imagined, and the look of worry on his face was much less They were talking. A person came over from a distance and asked, "Gang Master Xie, how is Nephew Mu's injury?" "This is Wang Yuanzhi, the master of the Palindrome Hall.

Mu Jianheng said: "I don't mind at all, thank you for your concern." Wang Yuanzhi nodded and said to Xie Bufan: "Nephew Mu is a young man who is not afraid of life and death. He is very powerful against the fairy queen of the devil family. He was able to develop such talents. I really admire him. There is an ointment in our school that can treat flesh wounds externally and blood streaks internally. I will arrange for my disciples to take Master Mou's nephew to rest and take medicine. ”