The great monk of Sorrow and Mystery with a body like an iron tower ran as if it were a tank, constantly crushing and impacting on the ground.

"Shoot!"

On the other side, the three great masters such as Cao Shangfei also smiled and attacked towards the rivers and mountains.

"Boy, lie down for the poor monk!"

Boom!

Bei Xuan, who was running, suddenly shouted angrily, stomped on the soles of his feet, and his figure rose directly into the sky, more than two meters above the ground.

The scepter he was holding tightly in his hand swung it even harder, and then smashed it madly towards the country, with a majestic momentum, like a giant axe splitting a mountain.

The scepter burst into the air, bursting out with clusters of sounds of breaking the sky, listening to the ears of the ears swishing, if it was hit by this scepter, it would definitely be immortal and crippled.

"The Demon Knife of the World Destroyer, rampant for three thousand miles, kill!"

However, at this moment, Jiang Shan, who was carrying the Sorrowful Screaming Knife, suddenly roared, and the weak spiritual power in his body swept towards the Sorrowful Screaming Knife.

Sa!

A wisp of sword instantly spat out on the tip of the Sorrowful Screaming Knife, like a phantom of a dragon, and those who watched it were terrified.

"Spiritual power!"

"No, how is that possible!"

The sorrowful mystery who held the scepter and slammed it down suddenly roared, and the continuous slashing sword was suddenly transformed by the aura.

Being able to use the spiritual power in the body is clearly a terrifying means of transforming into a realm, but how can this country in front of him, who is only in the middle stage of the grandmaster, be possible?

However, at this moment, the screaming knife in Ye Ling's hand slammed into the scepter that was swinging towards him like a madman.

Boom!

The sound waves were like ripples, and they quickly burst into excitement in the dark void, and at this moment, the three great masters who were killing towards the country all stopped, their faces were ugly, and they covered their ears with hideous expressions.

"Not good!"

Fang Shan, who was not far away, also roared, and directly pulled Ouyang Mingzhu to run, and at the moment when the two of them had just escaped, the position where the two of them were standing involuntarily exploded directly.

Puff puff!

Suddenly, the scepter-wielding Sorrow Xuan suddenly shook his chest, and a terrifying blood mist burst out directly from his chest.

"How is that possible!"

The sorrow on his face was full of horror, and a mouthful of blood spurted out wildly, his steps retreated, and his mouth was full of blood, staring at the country in front of him.

A knife is just a knife!

His dignified tragedy, known as the invincible physique of the first horizontal refining among the grandmasters, was unexpectedly killed by Jiang Shan with such a knife in the chest.

On the other side, Jiang Shan's body suddenly bowed, his face changed suddenly, and a mouthful of blood poured directly into his throat, but he swallowed it deadly.

Strong, very strong, very strong!

Jiang Shan looked at the sorrow in front of him solemnly, took a deep breath, and then took out a few drops of the hundred wounds liquid and put them in his mouth, and the injuries recovered quickly.

This tragic Xuan, the power is really terrifying, if it weren't for the fact that Jiang Shan has been swallowing the quenching fluid for the past two days, and his cultivation is too clear Xuangong, I'm afraid he really can't stop it.

Flying on the grass, brocade mouse, bamboo leaf green, these three guys who are not human names, stood in place in a daze, with their hands still covering their ears, looking at the scene in front of them in horror.

"Damn, look!"

"Grief, Grief's Scepter!"

"Cut out?!"

The three great grandmasters suddenly roared, and looked at Beixuan who was holding the scepter in a daze, the scepter in his hand was suddenly cut out of a dazzling gap by the knife in Jiang Shan's hand just now!

The sorrowful Xuan, who was carrying the scepter, looked at the scepter in his hand with a pale face.

This scepter is made of fine iron, and it is blessed by the great elders of the Xuanku Temple with spiritual power secret methods, which is definitely a good magic weapon.

All along, this is the treasure of Beixuan, coupled with the extremely high density of fine iron, Beixuan is also extremely powerful, and it happens to be able to exert the full strength of this scepter.

However, now, it has been cut out of a gap by the country?

"I'm Nyima!"

"You dare to break the scepter of the poor monk?!"

That Beixuan couldn't hold back any longer, scolded at Jiangshan, wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth, and looked at Jiangshan through gritted teeth, as if he was a powerful ghost.

"My scepter!"

"How dare you break my scepter, my scepter!"

"The poor monk wants to kill you, kill you!"

Rumble!

The next moment, this sorrowful Xuan suddenly roared angrily, and wisps of strange golden light appeared on his body, although it was a little dim, but in this darkness, it was still very dazzling.

This golden light permeated his body, one by one, as if it was an inscription carved on his body, boundless and magical.

"This is the immortal golden body of the Xuanku Temple!"

"Grief is crazy. ”

"This immortal golden body, but it is very strong, it is said that this tragic mystery, relying on the immortal golden body, escaped from the hands of a transformation giant. ”

The three great masters not far away, looking at the anger of the sorrow, all muttered with some fear.

Henglian is only in the world, those martial artists who focus on cultivating their physique, they are infinitely powerful, and even have the terrifying power of opening mountains and splitting the earth.

These people are physically invincible, even if they are in some personal realms, they are not willing to fight them, it is too much of a headache.

"Immortal Golden Body?"

Jiang Shan looked at the sorrowful mystery, and Sen Ran smiled.

The indestructible golden body of bullshit!

"I want you to die, die!"

The sorrowful roar was crazy, like a brown bear, but the next moment, all of a sudden, a silver needle pierced the void.

"Hidden weapon!"

"Damn, what a sinister bastard!"

"What are you afraid of, don't forget that Beixuan is an invincible existence, a broken silver needle, what can he do, even his hair is constantly chopping. ”

The three great masters on the side all laughed disdainfully, and the sad mystery was also a hideous laugh, and their eyes were full of disdain.

"A silver needle, Nenai...... Ahh

"Bastard, bastard, what the hell is this, this is not a secret weapon!"

The originally arrogant and boundless tragedy suddenly screamed miserably, and the golden light on his body was shattered by this silver needle!

The golden light on his body was like broken glass, and one after another scars permeated his body, losing his original magic.

And a mist gushing with a vast cold light instantly shrouded the sorrow directly, cold like winter, directly filled with the sorrow.

"The ...... Damn!"

"Why, why is it ...... It's so cold!"

"My ...... Strength...... It doesn't work!"

Beixuan stammered and roared, the frost on his body was getting more and more, even his beauty, hair, and nostrils.

Icebreaker Silver Needle!

Jiang Shan looked at the sorrow that was hit by the ice-breaking silver needle, and smiled.

"You stupid beep!"

"Try not to beep if you can do it!"

"I thought it was a movie, and I put POSS, I was really looking for death. ”

Jiang Shan smiled disdainfully, this tragic mystery that was hit by the ice-breaking silver needle was almost useless, and the only ones left were the other three grandmasters.