"This is ......," a black-robed man muttered.

Mo Lao was the first to react, grabbed the stunned people around him, and shouted: "Go!" ”

These people were all people who had been fighting with monsters and Zhao Yuanhuai in the secret realm for many years, and although they were solemn for a while, they quickly realized the danger.

"Drink!" Zhao Yuanhuai shouted, the light on the ground burst out, and a slimy purple strange hand suddenly stretched out from the formation.

Soon, the hand clashed at the ground, as if something was struggling to get out of it.

Nie Yunwen is a person who cherishes her life, and there is no need for others to mention it at this time, she has already withdrawn far away.

When he raised his eyes to look over, it was actually a large ball of crimson light wrapped around the monster's body, and one of them was connected to Zhao Yuanhuai's body!

"This silk thread, or luck?" Nie Yunwen thought in disbelief: "No! Wrong! ”

She was almost certain now that the filaments of light she saw were more than just luck!

Maybe it represents something else!

If it was said that the bad luck that was wrapped around his body could be torn off at the beginning, then now he should be able to use the same method to cut the silk thread between this Zhao Yuanhuai and the monster that is about to climb out, right?

"Retreat!"

Nie Yunwen raised her eyes and saw that this was said by Qian Yuan with a secret transmission!

"I know." In fact, there is no need for him to deliberately remind her, she doesn't want to be a pond fish that is affected.

The two masters are fighting, where will there be room for her, the little Jin Dan, to make a move?

Just thinking about breaking the thread was just thinking about it.

There was a loud bang, a huge amount of smoke and dust suddenly rose, and the wind generated by the violent impact blew her whole person backwards!

When Nie Yunwen finally fixed her body in the air, she put down the arm that covered her eyes.

"Huh!" She saw that the smoke and dust had dissipated, and Zhao Yuanhuai, who was holding a short sword, trembled slightly, as if he was still desperately stabbing towards Qianyuan.

But Qianyuan held one hand behind his back, and with the other hand stretched out two fingers to grip the short sword.

No matter how hard Zhao Yuanhuai tried, he was never allowed to advance.

"You!" Zhao Yuanhuai's scarred face showed a look of surprise! "What kind of cultivation are you?!"

Qian Yuan didn't answer immediately, just smiled slightly, and looked at him contemptuously and coldly: "Didn't someone tell you just now?" You can't beat me. ”

"You are definitely not a half-step soul slashing realm!" Zhao Yuanhuai pinched the hilt of the sword and pulled it back, wanting to retreat, but he didn't expect that Qian Yuan would firmly hold the sword and couldn't pull it out at all!

"Heh......" Qian Yuan looked at him like a fool: "Who told you that this realm is a half-step soul slasher?" Could it be that when you reach this realm, you must ascend when you reach the soul slayer? ”

"......" Zhao Yuanhuai tightened his teeth, and didn't want to admit defeat, and a majestic spiritual power was injected into the short sword in his hand.

Suddenly, the place where the scabbard meets the hilt of the sword emits a dazzling light!

With a "bang", he decisively abandoned the scabbard and directly pinched the short sword and retreated.

I have never seen this short sword Nie Yunwen has never seen it, but looking at the dazzling light of the spiritual power it carries, it can be seen that the increase is obvious, and it is definitely above the immortal weapon.

It's just that after losing the scabbard, all the spiritual power has changed, if it had a strong protection function before, then now after it is unsheathed, it has become biased towards increasing attack power!!

"Humph!" Zhao Yuanhuai snorted coldly, and at this time, in the middle of the huge magic circle, the terrifying monster that exuded light had completely crawled out of the magic circle.