Halfway up the mountainside, those disciples of the Tianshan Sect and the Qilian Sect who surrounded and killed them, how could they still take care of the cultivators of the Fifth Tingyun, and the entire Mount Everest was in an extremely turbulent and shaky state, as if it might collapse at any time. Moreover, the top of the mountain had obviously collapsed, and countless huge rocks had fallen down, and many of the disciples of the Twin Sects who were standing densely were directly smashed into flesh. More people didn't react, and were directly thrown out by the shaking mountain, falling vertically down the cliff, and seeing that they were dead and dead.

The fifth Tingyun and Xiao Mengdie reacted quickly, and as early as when the third arrow was shot, they pulled Bai Jie to cling to the innermost cliff, avoiding the cliff that was more than a thousand feet high. At that time, those sect disciples were still looking at the colorful arrows that pierced the sky with admiration, and even boasted loudly about how majestic their sect master was, completely unpredicting the next existential crisis.

The crash rumbled, mixed with the fearful howls of countless people.

The Tianshan Sect and the Qilian Sect sent thousands of disciples to block the winding mountain road, and at this time, Mount Everest was about to collapse, and those disciples naturally could not escape the catastrophe. The dense figures were so jolted that they rolled off the cliff, and fell together with the gravel that fell off the mountain, and some people smashed on the mountain, and suddenly their bones and arms were broken, which was unbearable to see.

On the mountainside, the three of them clinged to the stone wall, not being thrown off the cliff, but also effectively dodging the huge rocks that rolled down from above. All of a sudden, those surviving sect disciples hurriedly followed the example of the Fifth Tingyun and they were close to the cliff, and they were really much safer. Listening to the endless noise in his ears, some sect disciples who were close to the fifth Tingyun scolded: "Panxiong raised by a son of a bitch, let's just use it as a meat pad, and now it has directly collapsed Mount Everest, even we won't let it go!"

Someone immediately chimed in: "Damn, Panxiong is not a person on weekdays." ”

At this time, the awe of the sect master in the hearts of these sect disciples all turned into bitter hatred. Between life and death, the emotion of fear more than reverence all deteriorated in an instant, converging into a strange dirty scolding, blurted out without any scruples. Fifth, Tingyun couldn't help but be a little amused when he heard it, why didn't he know so many scolding tricks before......

The people trapped halfway up the mountain will still be alive for a while, but the people who were originally trapped on the top of the mountain are completely desperate at this time.

Because they found that after Panxiong's third arrow penetrated the heart of the Xuanqing Dao Chief, it exploded directly at a depth of ten zhang under their feet. This explosion directly cracked Mount Everest, and the huge crack spread rapidly, and the entire mountain top was disconnected from the main body of Mount Everest, shattered into countless rocks, and was rolling down the cliff one after another.

And all the cultivators standing on the top of the mountain had no place to stay, so they could only helplessly follow the rubble and roll down.

Many students from the four major academies were directly and mercilessly crushed by the huge crushed rock, and in an instant, they became a puddle of flesh and mud. Although the classmates were sad, no one had time to let this emotion explode, they dodged and crushed the huge rocks that fell, relying on their body methods and those rocks that fell to their side, they were preoccupied, because as long as they were careless, their strength would fail, and if they couldn't grasp enough footholds, then they couldn't survive at all.

Unfortunately, the group of royals led by Princess Allure happened to be in the horizontal position of the arrow feather explosion.

The powerful shock wave directly flew all the royal cultivators out, looking at the Everest mountain body that was gradually moving away, these pampered and noble young cultivators couldn't help but look sluggish and frightened. The body fell rapidly, and the whirring wind poured into their seven orifices, which made them sober up a little.

But what if you wake up?

In the Lingxuan Realm, they did not grasp the mystery of space at all, and in the face of the cliff of Qianren, all they could do was to enjoy the last bit of time before they fell. However, just as everyone was desperately waiting for death, the Qiankun air bag that was spread out like a blanket flew into the void several times. It was originally a spiritual weapon, a spiritual thing, although now the Xuanqing Dao Chief's body was dead and the Yellow Spring was lost, but it adhered to the last thought of the Xuanqing Dao Chief, and flew to rescue these young cultivators.

"There is salvation!"

Those young cultivators who knew that they were going to die saw Qiankun flying over, and immediately grabbed the straw that saved their lives. All of a sudden, the cultivators used their Yuan Force, high-fived them in reverse, and then the palm force backlashed towards the Qiankun One Air Bag that had been paved into a plane. Although they couldn't allow themselves to hover in the void, it wasn't difficult to move horizontally through the air.

Finally, two people fell on the Qiankun bag.

In this way, the desire of these cultivators in the air to survive is even stronger.

Mu Kun's strength is not bad, he has comprehended it in the Holy Realm, and now he is almost standing on the threshold of the Yudan Realm. He skillfully used the stones that fell from his side around him, and with a few borrowed strengths, he quickly jumped into the air bag. Standing on the edge, he turned back with a concerned face, wanting to pick up Li Tingcheng, who was not far from him.

But suddenly, a powerful momentum was suppressed.

Mu Kun was instantly pressed and fell on the Qiankun air bag, and the Qiankun air bag was directly forced away by this momentum, and he didn't dare to stay any longer.

"Eldest Sun Qingyun!"

Being quickly taken away from Li Chengcheng by Qiankun, Mu Kun looked up at the black shadow, gritted his teeth and read out the other party's name.

I saw that the eldest grandson Qingyun's robe was fluttering, and his body was standing in the void, which was quite a bit of a fairy wind and bones. Although he was blind, he was very accurate in finding the location of the princess of Allure. In his left hand, he was holding the boy who was clapping his hands and looking around, and with his right hand he was about to grab Li Tingcheng, who couldn't control his body.

Call!

Just when Li Chengcheng sighed helplessly and was about to accept his fate, another strong whirlwind came from the side.

Li Qingcheng hurriedly glanced at it, only to see a sharp sword blade slashing straight towards the right hand stretched out by the eldest grandson Qingyun. With the speed of the sword's edge, although Eldest Sun Qingyun was able to capture Li Qingcheng, at the same time, his entire arm would inevitably be cut off by the Ziyang Sword! The time and angle taken by Zhang Hatshui's sword could be described as accurate and timely, forcing Eldest Sun Qingyun to withdraw his hand and avoid it.

The eldest grandson Qingyun's face changed slightly, probably because he didn't expect Zhang Hatshui to be able to keep up with him. It seems that the nickname of the Ziyang Sword Saint is not in vain, he thought so in his heart, and with a circle of his right hand, he turned his grasp into a shot, and broke the opponent's hasty sword with great ease. But after blocking the sword momentum, his face sank instead, because Li Qingcheng took advantage of that moment to use Yuan Force to accelerate his fall, and suddenly opened the distance.

He still wanted to chase him, but Zhang Hatshui had already raised his sword and came to the opposite side, and the sharp sword intent shrouded him in it.

"Natal essence blood burning, this princess of Allure is really noble......"

Eldest Sun Qingyun sighed slightly with an inexplicable tone. As far as he knows, half a year ago, a famous fireworks general blew himself up and died on the Iran-Myanmar border to save Li Tingcheng. Today, Wudang Xuanqing Daoist has died, and the Ziyang Sword Saint Zhang Hatshui is even more spontaneously combusting essence blood, and he also wants to protect the princess of Allure, I have to say, that girl's life is really good.

But why can't this show that the girl's life is really bad?