"Hurry up, although the witch has cultivated to the world, but there are a few uncles and ancestors who will definitely be able to capture the witch, now we go over early, maybe we can get some credit."

The man in blue urged, if he could make a little contribution when he surrounded and suppressed the palace witch, it would be a great blessing for them, and the reward of the master would definitely not be less.

Except for these two people, almost all the people of the Changtian Sect in the nearby area rushed to the center of the battle one by one, as if the witch was no longer a terrifying witch, but a fragrant bait, which could bring them infinite rewards.

Mo Wen's figure swept a constant shadow in the jungle, and the trees on his side moved frantically backwards, as fast as thunder and lightning.

After a while, he rushed to the center of the battle, and there were only a few people who could rush over at this time, all of whom were not low in cultivation, and as for those disciples of the Changtian Sect who had low cultivation, they were naturally still on the way.

In the center of the field, an old man in Tsing Yi blocked the palace witch, and the aftermath of the two fighting, the surrounding area was in a mess, and a vacant land was almost cleared out, and the big trees that several people hugged were broken by roots, and a big pit appeared on the ground, and the turf had long since disappeared, leaving only the loess underground.

The battle between the two masters of the Fetal Breath Realm was so powerful that it was conceivable that the aftermath was unbearable for ordinary ancient martial artists.

At this time, there were three or four ancient martial artists of the Changtian Sect Bao Dan realm around, but none of them dared to approach the center of the battle circle.

Mo Wen hid behind a big tree far away, and the strong wind swept past him, almost blowing him away.

He looked at the two men who were fighting in the field. Frowning slightly, the palace witch cultivator had only recovered halfway, and it was naturally very difficult to fight with a master of the fetal breath realm. At this point, it has fallen into disadvantage.

But fortunately, the old man in Tsing Yi in the realm of fetal breath only has the cultivation of the early stage of fetal breath, if it is the late stage of fetal breath, I am afraid that the palace witch has already been defeated at this time.

The witch of that palace is really powerful, since that's the case. is also fighting with the old man in Tsing Yi, at least for a short time, he will not lose to that old man.

Mo Wen frowned, and a touch of uneasiness rose in his heart, now it seems that no one can help anyone, but when the masters of the Changtian Sect continue to dare to come, especially if the great masters of the fetal breath realm appear again, the palace witch will definitely die.

He didn't expect the masters of the Fetal Breath Realm of the Changtian Sect to come so quickly, so it can be seen that there were ancient martial artists of the Fetal Breath Realm searching around before. Then why would the Changtian Sect make this area the focus of the search? He doesn't quite understand it now.

Obviously, no one paid attention to this area yesterday. Why did he set up such a big battle today, as if he could be sure that the palace witch must be in this area.

But now is not the time to think about this, the priority is how to find a way to get out. If it drags on any longer, I'm afraid no one will have a chance to turn the tables.

In the battlefield. The palace witch's face was slightly pale, and a trace of blood overflowed from the corner of her mouth, she was already an injured body, and at this time, she was fighting with a fetal breath master, naturally she was injured and injured.

An anxious look continued to rise in her eyes, and she wanted to get rid of the old man in Tsing Yi many times, but that person obviously knew her thoughts, and tried his best to hold her back, not letting her succeed in the latest chapter of the Thirteenth Master's Fu Jin at all.

Compared with the palace witch, the old man in green clothes had a calm face, calm and relaxed, fighting with the palace witch, neither desperately, nor let the palace witch have a chance to leave.

His task is just to drag the witch, and when the senior brother comes, this witch is not a dead end.

With his cultivation, it may be a little difficult to win this witch, but just dragging her down, it is very simple. After all, this witch was seriously injured, and it was impossible to exert much strength.

Rao is so, he is still very surprised in his heart, that day the palace witch escaped from the Changtian faction, it was only five days of work, at that time, the head of the senior brother and this woman were injured, but the head of the senior brother's injury has not fully recovered, how can this witch's injury be half healed.

He knew that the witch had been injured far more than her senior brother, almost to the point of running out of oil, and her senior brother's injuries were much better than hers, but under the treatment of a large number of drugs in the sect, her recovery was not as fast as hers.

What kind of elixir did she take?

The old man in Tsing Yi was full of puzzlement, but this was obviously not the time to think about this, and it was the right thing to drag the witch in front of him.

As time passed, Gong Biluo became more and more anxious, and she knew that if she dragged it out, she would inevitably die in the hands of the Changtian Sect.

She glanced at the old man in green clothes, a grim and fierce light flashed in her eyes, and the cold aura became more and more intense, like a piece of ice that would not melt for thousands of years.

"Old man Fu Qing, since you are so ignorant, then don't blame me for fighting to the death, and find someone to back your back."

The palace witch let out a long roar, and a terrifying energy erupted from her, almost instantly stronger than one or two times, but the breath swept away, and the surrounding people were so frightened that they retreated a few hundred meters, and the forest trembled.

At that moment, the palace witch's cultivation was almost immediately raised to its heyday, and even stronger, and the terrifying energy fluctuations were heartbreaking.

Mo Wen was more than three hundred meters away, his complexion changed slightly, and a touch of horror rose in his heart, and under the impact of the strange and invisible qi wave, his body retreated uncontrollably. At this time, the palace witch is almost irresistible.

He had just been busy using the Nine Yin True Qi in his body, and with the same attributes of the Nine Yin True Qi as the Palace Witch, he could barely block the impetus of the invisible energy wave.

The old man in Tsing Yi named Fu Qing immediately changed his face, he was in the center, and he naturally felt the deepest, the palace witch at this moment made him tremble in his heart, a sense of crisis of death came to his heart, and his hands and feet gradually became cold.

Almost instantly, he suddenly retreated backwards, frantically fleeing outside, although he had the cultivation of the fetal breath realm, he also knew that at this time, he could not block the attack of the palace witch.

"Now you know that you ran away?"

The corners of the palace witch's mouth hooked up a murderous smile, and she said coldly: "It's late, give me death." ”

The next moment, the figure of the palace witch disappeared from the spot, and almost instantly, she caught up with Fu Qing who had escaped.

A terrifying black claw suddenly condensed from the air, the size of an attic, and all of it was shrouded within a radius of more than ten meters, as if it had locked on to the target, and followed the old man Fu Qing all the way.

It is said that when cultivated to the extreme, it can not only tear the mountain peaks and split the sea, but also snatch the soul of the human soul out of the body and make the immortal master a husband.

At this time, once the Taiyin claw was formed, it suddenly fell down in an instant, shrouding the old man in green clothes in black qi and completely covering it up.

In the air, the terrifying black Taiyin Qi condensed together, forming a mass, churning for a while, and after a long time, it slowly spread.

A terrifying scene appeared, but wherever those Taiyin Qi passed, all the trees and flowers withered instantly, and they were still thriving before, and the green crown of the big tree became a dead tree that seemed to have been dead for many years almost in the blink of an eye, and all the leaves and branches turned yellow.

As the Taiyin Qi spread, the dead trees also spread, and in a short time, all the trees within a radius of 100 meters withered.

It seems that it has entered late autumn in an instant, and the world is in a depression.

Some of the people of the Changtian Sect around them, due to the ferocious spread of the Taiyin Qi, some of them had no time to escape, and in the face of the terrifying Taiyin Qi, they almost didn't struggle for a moment, and then fell to the ground, their whole bodies were black, and they died of exhaustion.

At this time, there were already a lot of people gathered by the Changtian Sect, and almost hundreds of people died in this way, and some of them were still ancient martial artists in the Baodan realm, and they fell to the ground without almost any resistance.

Mo Wen smiled bitterly, the battle between the fetal breath realm, really can't be casually watched, those disciples of the Changtian Sect who keep coming from all directions are really stupid, thinking that they can get some benefits, but they gave their lives in vain.

Looking at the terrifying Taiyin Qi enveloping him, his face was always calm, and when those Taiyin Qi surrounded him, a Jiuyang True Qi of the same origin as Taiyin Qi in his body wrapped his whole body, and then those Taiyin Qi directly cut away from him, which could not affect him in the slightest.

After all, he has also cultivated the Nine Yin Divine Skill, and he already has a strong affinity for the Taiyin Qi, and he will not be corroded by the Taiyin Qi. And the target of the Taiyin Claw is not him, at most a little aftermath, he can easily block it.

The terrifying Taiyin Qi gradually dissipated, and finally completely disappeared between heaven and earth, the center of the battle, a barren place, not a single grass grows, and the loess on the ground has turned black, exuding a cold and cold air.

At this time, the old man Fu Qing of the Changtian Sect's fetal breath realm had fallen to the ground, his whole body was unrecognizable, embarrassed, one hand and one leg disappeared out of thin air, and the green shirt on his body was also black, sticking to his body, like greasy.

The most terrifying thing was his face, his facial features disappeared, like a faceling, blood dripping from his face, and his two eyes bulging out, like a demon.

If you run out at night, I'm afraid it will scare people to death, let alone at night, it can make people chill in the middle of the day.

But the old man in Tsing Yi really has some skills, and he is worthy of being a master of the fetal breath realm, and in this case, he has not completely died.

Mo Wen gasped, why hasn't the old man died yet? He knew the ability of the palace witch, and if he used the Taiyin claw at all costs, an ancient martial artist in the early stage of the fetal breath realm should not be able to survive.

At this time, the palace witch also fell to the ground, her eyes lost their luster, and her black skirt was spread out, like a black rose growing on the ground.

She didn't seem to move at all at this moment, lying quietly on the ground, only her eyes could see the sunlight in the sky, occasionally turning twice.

Combined with the surrounding desolate environment, it is almost like a tragic heroine, and in the end, it is impossible to escape the fate of death.