At this point, the major teams can't care about hiding their strength, and they have used their own magic weapons to cover themselves and their own team members.

Feng San couldn't help but feel his scalp tingle when he saw this dense bloody corpse, those who died could barely keep their corpses, all of them were swallowed into their stomachs by the blood.

If it weren't for the fact that Zi Li had a medium-grade magic weapon on his body, Feng Sanyan would not be able to resist the impact of these blood corpses at all, and Feng Sanyan's cultivation could be regarded as the weakest among all the cultivators.

All the cultivators here have the weakest cultivation and have entered the Dao, and it is really rare for Feng Sanyan to dare to come to such a dangerous place when he enters and exits the Dao Gate.

Even if there are unfair Dao people on the side, they may not be able to protect Feng Sanyan, after all, judging from Feng Sanyan's current cultivation, it is really too low, and it is really difficult to protect Feng Sanyan's thoughtfulness, and every cultivation of these blood corpses is awakening Xiaocheng.

Feng Sanyan swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his Adam's apple was squirming slightly, and he didn't know how many of these blood corpses there were, even if he wanted to find so many masters of Awakening Xiaocheng in a sect, it was extremely difficult.

Presumably, if these blood corpses can go outside and be gathered together, it will also be a very huge help, and it is not impossible to become a big sect, in addition to having some peerless powerhouses, the same intermediate power is also very valuable.

This is why many major sects will try their best to cultivate some new generation forces, so that their strength will gradually increase.

"You guys get out of here!" He Wen roared angrily

The low-grade magic weapon he got directly handed over to one of his junior disciples, and let them take the lead in withdrawing with this low-grade magic weapon, so that they could more or less find a way to survive, and He Wen took out the black gold bone knife he was wearing and threw himself into these blood corpses.

"Senior brother!" The three brothers glanced at He Wen, and their eyes showed some unbearability, but after seeing He Wen's resolute back, they all gritted their teeth.

I didn't dare to hesitate too much, and then this low-grade magic weapon could still support it for a while, and quickly ran towards the tunnel.

He Wenmingbai's inferior magic weapon can't last long, and it may be broken immediately in a few minutes, and at that time, these people still have to face the attacks of these bloody corpses, so it is better to let yourself sacrifice yourself to find a way to survive for your three strengths.

"Brother He Wen, take the sword!" Just as He Wen rushed into the group of blood corpses, Lin Zhongtian couldn't bear it anymore for a moment.

He threw the long sword he had just gotten from the secret room directly to He Wen, and then he also took out a weapon similar to Fang Tian's halberd.

Lin Zhongtian is from the Lin family, and there is naturally more than one magic weapon, and at this moment, He Wen put the Wujin bone knife back again, holding a three-foot long sword, laughing.

The whole person was covered in blood, although it was only less than a minute to get rid of the inferior magic weapon, but there were already large and small injuries on the body, these blood corpses were too strong, if there was no inferior attack magic weapon, they would not be able to break through their flesh at all.

"You guys retreat!" After Lin Zhongtian joined the battlefield, he also shouted at the children next door behind him.

Now it's not something that these people can deal with at all, and even the Jindan powerhouses are fighting on the sidelines, and it is already very difficult to survive, and they dare to think about other treasures?

After all, ruins often happen from time to time during this period of time, but there is only one life, and if you lose your life in this place, it is really not worth it.

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The actions of He Wen and Lin Zhongtian, and those other forces also followed suit, and at this time, the disciples behind him really couldn't help much.

Staying here can only be regarded as a burden, but there are a few ruthless people who control their magic weapons and leave directly, ignoring those disciples behind them at all.

For them, as long as they can leave, it is already a blessing, and these oil bottles are still not fast with them.

Besides, with these disciples helping them block for a while, they had more chances to escape, although they were no match for this group of bloody corpses.

However, it would take some time for them to kill the corpses, and just that little time would be enough for them to run a long distance.

The children of the Lin family and the three junior disciples of He Wen have all left because of the bloody battles of these two people, and this group of people comes and goes quickly, and the children of the Lin family seem to be neat and orderly.

Even in the face of such a dangerous situation, they are retreating unhurriedly, and the children of the Lin family seem to be because of He Wen and his own young master, so the three brothers who left He Wen alone have also joined the team, so that they can be more secure when they leave.

These three junior disciples have a low-grade magic weapon on their bodies, and this Lin family disciple also has a low-grade defensive magic weapon on their bodies, and these two magic weapons together can more or less fight for a little more opportunity for themselves to escape.

At this moment, He Wen is holding this long sword, and he is killing the enemy in blood, and every time he slashes down with the strength of his whole body, he can almost cut off the arms of the bloody corpses, these bloody corpses can only dodge, and there is no way to resist.

It's a pity that these blood corpses are too many, even if the blood corpse in front of them narrowly escaped He Wen's sword, but the blood corpse in the back couldn't dodge, and was directly cut in the chest by He Wen's sword.

This sword immediately cut off the chest of this bloody corpse, and this magic weapon is enough to divide the gold and stone, and it is not surprising that the body of the bloody corpse will be cut open.

The sword moves in He Wen's hand opened and closed widely, even if he was in a group of blood corpses, but because of this fierce momentum of not fearing death, he temporarily suppressed this group of blood corpses.

At this moment, Lin Zhongtian is also wielding the halberd in his hand and is fighting bloodily, these two people are back to back, it seems that they can't support it anymore, and they have already reached the end of the crossbow.

Although the battle between the two of them was not very long, this kind of high-load battle was very depleting of the true element, and all the corpses that fell under their feet were bloody corpses.

The corpses of these bloody corpses were all incomplete, some of their hands were cut off, and some of them had their heads separated from their necks, and the Blood Corpse King naturally saw this scene from the side, admiring these two humans while being more angry.

His own kind was actually slaughtered as if he was chopping melons and vegetables, how could this make the Blood Corpse King swallow this evil breath, but it was a pity that he was entangled by the big snake in front of him, and he was also lacking in skills if he wanted to leave.

However, seeing the two humans, it seemed that there was no way to continue to hold on, and the Blood Corpse King couldn't help but exhale.

Some of the blood corpses are in the same realm as He Wen, and when they reach the awakened Zhongcheng, their physical bodies have become even more terrifying, even if this magic weapon hits them, they can't immediately kill their flesh, at most they can only make them injured.

"Happy, this battle is really happy, it's just a pity that I met Brother Lin too late, otherwise we would still be able to drink and talk together, this is really a big regret in life, if I can get acquainted with Brother Lin earlier, I'm afraid there will be one more among my best friends."

He Wen and Lin Zhongtian were back to back at the moment, and the two of them were all covered in blood

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The blood has its own, and in the same way, more comes from the bloody corpses on the side.

Lin Zhongtian also laughed at this time: "Yes, I think if I can get acquainted with Brother He Wen earlier, we will definitely become very good friends, but it's a pity that the current time does not allow it, but this time I can fight side by side with Brother He Wen, which has made me happy, and this can be regarded as a well-deserved death." ”

Lin Zhongtian's words were sincere and heroic, and the black hair of the whole person was windless, which seemed to add a bit of momentum to Lin Zhongtianping, although Lin Zhongtian's cultivation was not the highest, but Lin Zhongtian did not show the slightest fear of death now.

Sooner or later, people are going to die, there are many ways to die, for Lin Zhongtian, instead of dying in the hands of others, it is better to experience a hearty battle, even if he is not defeated, he can die willingly, and the current situation is like this.

"Two, if you want to have a good time, then hurry over here, and we'll find a way to rush out again!"

At this moment, a voice floated into the ears of He Wen and Lin Zhongtian, and the two of them looked for prestige with some puzzlement, only to see that the voice came from a burly man.

This man should be in his early 20s, unusually resolute and handsome, with a scar on the other party's forehead, which looks like a pricked up eye, which looks extremely charming.

The whole person is mighty, like a god descending into the world, and beside this man, there is a middle-aged man with a lame leg and a girl in purple.

This person is Feng Sanyan, Feng Sanyan has been listening to the conversation between these two people, and he can't help but have the intention of wanting to make friends.

When Feng Sanyan was still in the town before, he occasionally listened to those storytellers tell some stories about the joyfulness, grievances and hatreds, and the children of the rivers and lakes in this book, but now I see that Lin Zhongtian and He Wen are infected by some emotions between the two of them.

Lin Zhongtian and He Wen were stunned for a moment, although they didn't understand why Feng Sanyan wanted to help the two of them, but seeing that the other party seemed to be guarding this medium-grade magic weapon, if he could go in to breathe for a while, he couldn't rush out in the strength of the united people.

As long as he can live, who is willing to die, the reason why he made the decision to die just now is that several people think that there is no chance to escape, and now that hope is in front of them, Lin Zhongtian and He Wen combined all their strength and quickly broke through to the front of Feng Sanyan and the others.

Feng Sanyan let Zi Li temporarily open a passage first, and let Lin Zhongtian and He Wen in.

Originally, all the attention of these blood corpses was on Lin Zhongtian and He Wen, and they almost completely ignored Feng Sanyan and them, and only a few blood corpses were attacking Feng Sanyan and them.

At this moment, when Feng Sanyan put Lin Zhongtian and He Wen in, all the blood corpses began to attack Feng Sanyan and them, even though this medium-grade magic weapon was strong.

But at this moment, I can't help but be a little crumbling, it looks creepy, as if it will collapse at any time, and it is strange that although this magic weapon is crumbling, it has been able to hold on.

"This brother, and this Taoist chief, girl, thank you so much for saving our lives, such a great kindness, there is no way to repay it, great kindness is not grateful, if there is a chance in the future, if there is anything that I need to do, whether it is up the knife mountain and down the sea of fire, as long as I can do it, I will definitely not refuse."

He Wen hugged his fists at Feng Sanyan and the three of them, He Wen had a strong smell of rivers and lakes, he didn't look like those cultivators, but a bit like people in the martial arts.

It's just that it is He Wen's kind of Jianghu atmosphere that makes it a little unique.

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