The crowd was shocked and overwhelmed.

Even if you know what to do, you can't do it. All of their faces were scorched yellow like dead people.

They knew that the power had struck. And they will face an unknown fate.

"A group of waste, so many people, were scared away by a word. I really don't know how you are so embarrassed to live. The majestic voice, flat and calm, instantly penetrated everyone's soul consciousness.

As soon as everyone's eyes lit up, a group of people appeared in the ruins of Death Valley.

"Ancestor?!" a cultivator rubbed his eyes in disbelief, didn't his Ancestor fall into it when he was exploring Death Valley? No, no, the ancestor's eyes are not right, there is no agility at all, some are just dull and sluggish.

The words "puppet"?!"dead man?!"!"

His ancestor was actually refined into a puppet, or trained to be a dead soldier.

Could it be that Death Valley started out as a conspiracy?

"What have you done to my Ancestor, why is he like a walking corpse, why doesn't he know me anymore?" The cultivator couldn't stand it, his Ancestor was being used as a tool by others, so he rushed up and questioned the group.

"With you, you are also worthy of talking to me Qingtaihe. What kind of thing are you?" Qingtaihe just looked at him, and the cultivator exploded directly and died.

A half-step Nine Heavens Xuan Immortal consummate powerhouse was killed by a burst of eyes staring at him. It can be seen what kind of incredible level that person's cultivation realm has reached.

After what happened to this cultivator, everyone carefully looked at the group of people who suddenly appeared.

I don't know if I don't see this, but if I look closely, I will suddenly make them stunned.

"That, that, that's the predecessor of the Wind Chasing Sword Sect Song Jiesong, isn't it rumored that he is already dead when he was exploring Death Valley?"

"Also, that is Bo Yu's senior, a strong loose cultivator, when he reached the extreme of the half-step Nine Heavens Xuan Immortal, he also entered the Valley of Death, and then he was rumored to have fallen. ”

"Senior Du Yu. ”

"Jiu Shaohua. ”

"The Ugly Army"

Oh my God?! This is incredible, these people, in the eyes of the future generations, are already dead, and they are all declared dead after entering the valley of death, and they never come out again.

But now, they are standing alive in front of them.

It's just that they have lost their own thoughts, and have completely become puppets and dead soldiers of others.

It turns out that this Death Valley has always been a conspiracy, a means for others to search for puppet dead.

What an amazing insider, so exciting news.

Everyone couldn't help but take a long breath of cold air. Especially those who were preparing to explore Death Valley in the near future broke out in a cold sweat. They all looked at Mo Xiaochuan gratefully, if it weren't for Mo Xiaochuan, perhaps, they would also become one of the puppets and the dead.

The mountain boya, the ancient place was also shocked. Because, inside, they actually saw many people from the same period as them, even a period earlier than them, and those people were better qualified than them.

Now, as the Nine Heavens Xuan Immortals, they are at the top of this world, admired and worshiped by the world, but they have become their puppets and dead soldiers, walking corpses, and they don't even have their own thoughts.

Time also, life also.

"I thought you wouldn't be able to hide all the time?What??," Mo Xiaochuan shrugged his shoulders, and the momentum exuded by the five half-step Golden Immortal Nian was suddenly defeated.

The people present suddenly felt that the pressure on their bodies suddenly dissipated, and they felt a sense of relief. However, the cold sweat poured them through, and they all looked like they had just been pulled out of the pool.

"It's not Mo Xiaochuan, really have some ability?" Qingtaihe saw that Mo Xiaochuan quietly resolved the coercion of the five of them, his face froze, and he looked at Mo Xiaochuan quite unexpectedly and said.

"Of course, if I didn't have some skills, I wouldn't be where I am today. Isn't it?" Mo Xiaochuan said lightly.

"That's right. It seems that that flag is important to you. However, you will feel regretful because what you want is no longer here. You're always one step late. Qingtaihe looked at Mo Xiaochuan playfully and said.

"Huh...... How do you know that I must get that flag?" Mo Xiaochuan said with a smile.

"Because, ever since you knew about this flag, you have been sparing no effort to track him. So, it can be deduced that the flag should be of great use to you. Qingtaihe looked at Mo Xiaochuan's eyes and said seriously.

Mo Xiaochuan smiled lightly.

"Boss, what are you doing with so much nonsense with him, can't you just kill him and it's over?" a thick man like Li Kui beside Qingtaihe said angrily.

"Look at your dark and blue complexion, this is a sign of early death. It seems that you yourself know that your life is short, which is why you are in such a hurry to find death. I'm not afraid of trouble, so I'll give you a ride. Mo Xiaochuan glanced at the big man and said disdainfully.

"Wow chirp, I can't help it. Boss, I'm going to kill this angry boy. The big man was furious, shouted wah, and rushed towards Mo Xiaochuan.

"Old five, don't. Qingtaihe exclaimed, he was worried that the big man would suffer under his impulse.

However, it was too late, like a white horse passing through a gap, the big man had already arrived in front of Mo Xiaochuan, his black bowl-like fist was raised, and he punched Mo Xiaochuan with his hand, and the posture was like a punch to Mo Xiaochuan's head.

Body Cultivator.

Mo Xiaochuan's eyes narrowed, and he didn't use any spells, he also punched and smashed into the big man's fist.

Seeing this, Qingtaihe secretly breathed a sigh of relief, his fifth brother was originally a body refining cultivator, and his physical strength was incomparable among his five people. If Mo Xiaochuan fights with him with magic, there may be some opportunities. However, Mo Xiaochuan was brave and wanted to fight his fist with his fist. With his fine skin and tender meat, how could he be the opponent of Lao Wu.

The arrogant soldiers will be defeated, and on Mo Xiaochuan's side, the arrogant soldiers will die.

"Bang"

It was like two pieces of pig iron slamming together, making a squeezing sound.

"Click. ”

"Ahh

The rough screams let everyone know that someone had been badly injured.

Everyone stared at Mo Xiaochuan and the big man.

I saw that Mo Xiaochuan did not move at all, but the big man staggered back seven or eight steps, his right hand drooping, like a soft dead snake.

Qingtaihe's eyes froze, and in the physical competition, the fifth child was defeated, and an arm was abolished.

It's like a fantasy. If it weren't for the abolition of Lao Wu's arm, Qingtaihe couldn't help but think that Lao Wu deliberately released the water.

Mo Xiaochuan was unforgiving, and his body stepped forward bully, punching like the wind.

"Bang bang bang" punched a few times, and the whole chest of the big man collapsed. The blood is even more moneyless, and he spit it all the way.

"Old Five. When Qingtaihe and the others reacted, the big man only had the qi coming out, not the qi entering. The vitality of the body also dissipated. Apparently there is no hope of survival.

"Mo Xiaochuan, you are so ruthless and vicious. Today, our Jiaxi will make your life worse than death. A middle-aged man on the right side of the Qingtai River sacrificed a magic weapon, but it was a dead branch that brushed towards Mo Xiaochuan.

In the valley of death, thousands of dead branches and grasses, shrubs and thorns, as if they had received orders, grew like crazy, twisted into ropes, and wound towards Mo Xiaochuan. On the surface of the rope, there are thousands of mouthparts, like a baby waiting to be fed, with the power to devour everything.

"Hmph, here comes the fire. Mo Xiaochuan didn't panic, snorted coldly, casually summoned the boundless flames, and with the will to break through the sky, he burned all the way towards the thousands of ropes.

You have spiritual wood to trap the world, and I have heavenly fire to burn the sky.

Compared with the two, there is a crackling sound.

The wood momentum rises again, the fire is even stronger, no matter how hard he tries, Fang Jiaxi can't break through Mo Xiaochuan's fire net.

In the end, he was forced to compete with Mo Xiaochuan for immortal spiritual power and control of spells.

Compared with the magic technique, or he was still inferior, but when he competed in immortal spiritual power, he Fang Jiaxi didn't believe that he would lose to a small half-step Xuan Immortal extreme cultivator in immortal spiritual power.

Everyone watched this epic battle calmly.

Their comprehension of the way of heaven has been reached, where the heart goes, what the mind reaches, and what the technique uses. Every move represents the will of Heaven.

And the use of immortal spirit power has also reached the point where it is like an arm, and there will definitely not be a single waste.

At this point, they naturally fought for the strength of the immortal power.

Everyone present, except for the people around Mo Xiaochuan, no one was optimistic about Mo Xiaochuan.

Although Mo Xiaochuan is powerful, he can suppress him alone and dare not resist at all, but after all, it is the ultimate cultivation of the half-step Nine Heavens Xuan Immortal. And Fang Jiaxi, they can't see any cultivation at all, it's like a high mountain, unfathomable. Obviously, it has gone beyond the scope of the Nine Heavens Xuan Immortal Realm.

The cultivation realm of the two is not on the same level at all, and which is stronger and which is weaker is decided at a glance.

However, as time went on, everyone gradually realized that something was wrong.

Mo Xiaochuan is still light and breezy, and his expression is calm, as leisurely as watching the flowers bloom and fall in front of the court.

And Fang Jiaxi was already sweating, his body trembled slightly, and his face became pale, with faint wrinkles crawling on his face. This is, like an overdraft of fairy power.

But at the moment, he had to persevere. Because once he withdrew his immortal spirit power, then, Mo Xiaochuan's attack would be like a flood that burst the embankment, swooping down with an indomitable momentum. At that time, he will be faced with death.

Now, Fang Jiaxi can't say that he is suffering every day, and he doesn't even dare to ask for help, because he is afraid of venting his breath.

(End of chapter)