The Cangming Sword has already struck.

Chaolu's expression still didn't change, but in the blood, it actually looked a little cold.

He took the lead and entered the demon cultivator.

Gu Zhihuan remembered Lingyun's figure for no reason.

If you want to stop it, you can't say it anyway.

Over the years, Chaolu should have hated demon cultivation to the core......

Asahi woke up the people around him with his hand.

They hurriedly sacrificed their weapons and joined the battlefield.

There were large swaths of blood splattered, and it was no longer clear whose it was.

Gu Zhihuan glanced at it, Wu Xian had no time to take care of them because he was presiding over the mountain protection array, and Chaolu was going to sacrifice himself to kill the enemy.

After hesitating for a moment, Gu Zhihuan took Han Yue and Song Yufeng to retreat.

Now it seems that the Immortal Killer can only open a small mouth in the southwest.

The farther away they are, the safer they are.

Xiu Zhenren was red-eyed.

Demon Xiu didn't have the slightest intention of backing down.

They may not be so strong, but they rush forward one after another without fear, which also makes these people cry bitterly.

After all, it takes too much spiritual power to fight, and when there is no gap to rest, some people soon begin to run out of spiritual power.

The people of Bing Xintang couldn't care about anything else at this time, and they all distributed their private pills.

It's just that this can only solve the urgent need for a while.

More and more demon cultivators were put in.

"Senior sister, we won't ......" Song Yufeng's face was not very good.

Gu Zhihuan didn't say anything, she looked at the dense demon cultivators outside in a deep voice: "What about the sword?" ”

"This, here." Song Yufeng subconsciously handed his sword in front of Gu Zhihuan.

"Take it." Gu Zhihuan said.

Song Yufeng pondered for a moment what Gu Zhihuan meant, and his eyes widened: "Senior sister, you don't want me to go to fight with me." ”

"Just in case." Gu Zhihuan didn't say anything to death.

However, Gu Zhihuan's sixth sense has always made Gu Zhihuan extremely sensitive to the perception of danger.

Song Yufeng was about to cry: "I haven't killed anyone." ”

With a blink of an eye, Song Yufeng stood beside Han Yue.

Among the three of them, only Han Yue had killed a demon cultivator before.

Gu Zhihuan saw through Song Yufeng's thoughts at a glance, and she said lightly: "The evil has been taken back." ”

Song Yufeng felt that his legs were a little weak.

Demon Xiu's offensive became more and more ferocious.

Not long after, there were already demon cultivators around Gu Zhihuan.

At first glance, Song Yufeng was all a dazzling bright red.

He was a little dazed for a moment.

I don't know where I am.

In the sky above the formation, there were countless demon cultivators, waiting outside like a black tide.

It's endless, and it's despairing.

Suddenly, Song Yufeng heard Han Yue shouting behind him: "Senior sister! ”

Song Yufeng subconsciously turned around, and saw Gu Zhihuan blocking behind him, and the peachwood sword in his hand was already stained with blood.

The white face was full of solemn killing intent.

The peachwood sword plunged into the chest of a demon cultivator.

Judging from the hand stretched out by the demon cultivator, if Gu Zhihuan hadn't killed him, I'm afraid this claw would have fallen on Song Yufeng.

"Don't be stunned, do it." Gu Zhihuan said coldly.

Song Yufeng held the peachwood sword in his hand, and his arm trembled unobeyedly.

He didn't kill anyone.

Not to mention these weird and ferocious demon cultivators.

"I ...... I can't do it......" Song Yufeng's voice carried obvious crying.

Han Yue wanted to say something, but Gu Zhihuan simply slapped Song Yufeng forward.

Song Yufeng was caught off guard and crashed head-on into a demon cultivator.

"Ahh!!!h What the hell!!!! Song Yufeng screamed, and with an instinctive wave of his right hand, the peachwood sword landed on the demon cultivator's shoulder.

Demon Cultivator: "??? ”

Gu Zhihuan said: "Isn't this okay." ”

"I'm not! I didn't! It was an accident! "Song Yufeng was very devastated.

Moshu looked sideways at the wound on his shoulder.

He didn't seem to come back to his senses, and he couldn't believe that this person with a strange roar and a timid face would dare to slash himself.

Gu Zhihuan gloated: "You might as well explain to him?" ”

Song Yufeng pulled a smile at the demon cultivator: "Otherwise, we will treat nothing as if nothing happened, anyway, if you were cut down, it doesn't seem to be a big deal." ”

Demon Xiu's answer was to kick it over.

This demon cultivator is not of high level.

Song Yufeng fights wits and courage with Gu Zhihuan on weekdays, and he still understands simple sideways rolling.

It's a pity that when he twisted his body and didn't stand up, Mo Xiu's feet stepped down again.

"It's endless, didn't you say that nothing happened!" Song Yufeng was also annoyed, so he rushed forward with his sword.

Han Yue was dumbfounded.

Song Yufeng showed confidence with this demon cultivator, and his momentum looked terrifying.

Gu Zhihuan was also relieved after he shared part of the pressure.

Unfortunately, the situation is still not optimistic.

"Bang-"

The earth shook.

A terrifying energy swept across the mountain.

Everyone, including the demon cultivators, subconsciously stopped and looked towards the place where the movement came from.

Where Wu Xian was originally sitting, a dazzling fire erupted.

Gu Zhihuan's pupils shrank.

That fire was obviously not a real fire, but the energy fluctuations generated by the cultivator after he blew up the spiritual root.

It can greatly stimulate human potential in a short period of time.

It's just that the consequences after the self-explosion are unimaginable.

Everyone on the field was dumbfounded.

Immortal Killer's expression moved slightly, and the expression on his face, which had been indifferent all along, was solemn.

He could feel that Wu Xian's current cultivation was probably even higher than his own.

The spiritual root burns.

Wu Xian's surging spiritual power was injected into the mountain protection array, and the small mouth in the southwest of the large array miraculously merged with a trend visible to the naked eye.

Immortal Killer raised his eyebrows: "Self-detonating spirit root, how long can you hold on?" ”

Wu Xian smiled slightly: "What do you think I'm going to do?" ”

Immortal Killer frowned slightly.

The next moment, Wu Xian's hands formed a strange sigil on his chest.

Immortal Killer suddenly realized Wu Xian's intentions, and he suddenly got up from his chair, wanting to stop Wu Xian, but unfortunately it was too late.

In a burst of dazzling golden light, the entire mountain peak disappeared out of thin air in front of the Immortal Slayer Monarch.

Gu Zhihuan and the others only felt that it was dark in front of them, and when they regained their vision, they were already in a strange wilderness.

Song Yufeng was completely dumbfounded: "What happened?" ”

"Shapeshift." Han Yue said in a deep voice.

He read a lot of books on Cangming Mountain, and he knew a lot about some strange exercises.

It's just that he didn't expect that Wu Xian's current cultivation would be so strong that he could directly remove all of them.

However, it seems that Wu Xian's condition is not very good.

After transferring everyone to the wilderness, Wu Xian fell down with a pale face.

Wu Xie took his place and regained control of the Mountain Protection Array.

It's just that this time they don't need to say it, and the others also understand that this mountain protection array is to make sure that the demon cultivators inside can't escape.

Without a steady stream of support, they would be able to fight with these demon cultivators in the array.