The coordinates that Jin Er passed on were not far from the Moyun Star Domain, otherwise, I am afraid that it would not be Jin Er who helped break through.

What the monks of the Heart Sword Transformation Spirit Sect thought and did, Chen Han didn't know, and he didn't bother to pay attention to it, what he was thinking about now was only Lin Duxue's safety.

As for the life and death of those people, Chen Han didn't think about it.

His speed reached a limit, and he took the immortal blade from Jian Wuregret's hand, and without the slightest estimation, he opened up a spatial passage for himself, causing his body to quickly pass through the spatial tunnel and swim in it.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" Even though Chen Han felt uncomfortable about entering the space tunnel at such a large frequency, he still left behind the uncomfortable feeling that his physical body was about to be split by a space storm.

A three-color lotus platform appeared, and the three-color light resisted the cutting of the space storm, causing Chen Han's painful body to suddenly improve I don't know how many times.

"Thank you!"

Chen Han whispered.

"Thank you, let me tell you, when you get to that broken place, don't be prepared to let Benjun contribute, natural selection is a biological law, and this is the case between monks, Benjun will naturally not interfere, you can deal with it yourself!"

"No problem, you can lend me this lotus platform when the time comes!" Chen Han said unceremoniously.

"I'll borrow your uncle, if I borrow this thing from you, what's the difference between it and my own shot, get out, there's no need to talk about it!"

Chen Han pursed his lips, and helplessly resorted to a killer move: "Then when I break through the Daluo Realm, the first doppelganger I cut out, let the sword go first, you like me so much, stay with me for a while!" ”

"Holy!"

Nine Nightmare shouted angrily: "Stinky boy, you're still not a thing?!" ”

Chen Han shook his head, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

With such a gag with the Nine Nightmares, the originally tense heartstrings have to be calmed down a lot.

"Count you ruthless, so be it, you and I will each take a step back, and the deity will send that group of people away for you, but they won't be killed, and only this once!"

Chen Han was silent, acquiescing to Nine Nightmas's decision. 、

His palm was tightly gripped on the hilt of the sword, there was no way, if he didn't have the strength himself, this situation would indeed be constrained by these two old guys.

In fact, Jiu Xiao's words are very clear, and Chen Han also understands the reason.

In the cultivation of true civilization, everything is the law of the jungle, and naturally needless to say, when the strength is far stronger than others, life and death are not a problem.

Treasure hunting and killing, that's even more commonplace, needless to say. If the strength is not as good as people, that's it, people are swords, I am fish and meat, and whether I die or live depends on others.

If you have to say that it is your own reason, then you can only say that you are too weak, that's all.

Away from the stars.

Not every great monk above the Daluo Realm has to be from a sect, some of them are scattered cultivators who have a complete lineage, and some are just lucky enough to get the opportunity to get to this point.

is used to the days of idle clouds and wild cranes, so he naturally does not want to go to the sect to be implicated and fettered.

There are very few such casual practices, after all, cultivation depends on the amount of resources, and this kind of casual cultivation may be free, but most of them are absolutely destitute.

This is clearly the case with the Scattered People.

It's just that he is obviously not thorough enough compared to those real casual cultivations, because he still has a fixed abode, which is this Heavenly Star.

In addition, the second difference between him and the real casual cultivator was that this old man was definitely much richer than the ordinary Daluo Realm cultivators in the sect.

If nothing else, it is unimaginable that a single treasure that can manipulate time and space can bring wealth and value.

Needless to say, this person's wealth is not weak, and his strength is not weak at all, and the most important thing is that he also has a deep connection and involvement with the high-level of countless major sects in Kunlun.

Although the mirror is indeed extremely eye-catching, there is really no one who dares to really do anything to it.

However, recently, because of the rebirth of the Demon Emperor of the Nine Nightmares, this group of Demon Dao monks undoubtedly has great confidence.

The Heavenly Demon Sect and the Blood Hell Sect were undoubtedly two of them. Even two of the most powerful.

Although the Demon Gate Monk was like a rat crossing the street before, once he showed some of his strength, he was still extremely fearful.

Litiansanren is an old man with long eyebrows, but now his face is like gold paper, and there is no sense of fairy wind on his face.

He stood in a gossip mirror, and on this battlefield, it was naturally impossible for him to be alone, but those guys from the two major sects had been entangled by another group of people, and the only thing he needed to face at this time was the Supreme Elder of the Blood Hell Sect and the Heavenly Demon Sect

These two people, if they appear on TV, they will definitely be considered villains at a glance.

One person was dressed in a blood-red robe, and the hanging tassels on it were extremely small skulls condensed, and the cosmic storm was only a slight gear, and these skulls collided together, making a loud noise, so lively.

The man's face was pale, his eyes bulging outward, and they were so round that one had to worry that the eyeballs might fall out at any time.

The middle-aged man smiled strangely: "Away from the old ghost, I saw you banqueting guests back and forth in the past, such a big spirit, such a big pomp, why didn't I see any of your good Taoist friends today?" Shameless, promising you a position as the Supreme Elder of the Blood Hell Sect and the Heavenly Demon Sect is already extremely worthy of you, and now that you are about to die, is there anything you want to say? ”

The Supreme Elder of the Heavenly Demon Gate, Li Changfeng, was an old man in a dark green robe, and at this moment, he also smiled strangely: "Tsk, thousands of years of penance have turned into ashes, don't you feel a pity to leave the Heavenly Dao Friends?" If you die, you will die, but you still have to pull those little Taoist friends in the mirror, tsk, these are all good seedlings, and there are also the elders of the major sects. ”

"Fart, Lao Tzu won't die if he lives for another ten epochs, you two old kings, what kind of ability is a sneak attack, have the ability to wait for more than a month, and then we will fight again?" The person who left the sky was undoubtedly a fiery temper, and he opened his mouth directly to scold.

"It seems that the friends of the Heavenly Daoist are really a little unconscious, and in the current situation, you are already in a mortal situation, and you are still trying to play this kind of child-like trick, which really makes people laugh out of their big teeth."

Bloodbone laughed, sparing no effort to mock the whimsy of the people who left the sky.

The latter's face did not change in the slightest, and he did not believe that the other party would give up the siege because of his words, if this was really the case, these two old devils did not know the lifespan of tens of millions of years, but they really lived in vain.

(End of chapter)