The Jindan realm not only has the strength of the Jindan level, but also the speed of the Jindan level. Master Liu Ye had just raised his hand, and before the Gang Feng Qi on his arm could be mobilized, he was stabbed through the stomach by the ghost old man with a knife.

Blood spurted out like a flash flood, almost covering the sight of the ghost, and his palm pierced into Master Liuye's belly like a bayonet, piercing out from his back, although it didn't hurt the kidneys, but the hand like a black chicken paw cut off Master Liuye's lumbar vertebrae.

......Master Liu Ye made the last voice in his life, and slapped out his palm with the last strength, but he only beat the ghost old man back two steps, and he himself spurted out the blood in the sky again, because the ghost old man pulled out his hand.

His last palm only hit the ghost elder's robe, and under the robe, the wind was blowing, like an inflatable bunker, blocking all the power of pure gold, and he didn't get hurt at all. Ghost shook off the blood on his hand and exhaled softly. This was the first time he had used the improvement magic skill of the Heavenly Demon Collective Dafa in actual combat, and the effect was unexpectedly good.

At this time, he did not have the slightest pain in his body. After the increase of the Heavenly Demon Collective Dafa, I only felt a little tired, and I no longer had broken my meridians like before, my vitality was greatly damaged, and my foundation was even shaken. The ghost elder breathed a sigh of relief, and felt that he was in good spirits, as if he could still fight his opponent for three hundred rounds.

But it was clear that there was no one here who could make him do anything. He glanced at Wang Shenhai's direction a few times with his eyes wandering, but in the end, he couldn't pull off this old face, but he did the big thing to bully the small.

"The most flesh mortal fetus in the realm of qi transformation is worth it...... ghost is very famous, and he doesn't care about the big hole in the front and back of the abdomen, the blood is dripping and blurry, and what kind of leaf master has more qi and less intake, casually glanced at the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect who were silent around him, and the wrinkled old face immediately squeezed out a smile like a skeleton emperor: "Why are you still stunned? Hurry up and throw the guy and squat down with his head in his hands! Annoyed the old man, be careful of being stewed in the pot!" As soon as his hoarse and harsh voice spread, it was really the last mountain that crushed the camel, and it completely collapsed the morale of the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect on the spot.

Some of them screamed, threw down their weapons and turned to run, only to shoot all of them to the broken Yuan arrows. As soon as the rest saw the blood, the already confused mind was even more sinky, where did he pay attention to any heroic integrity, he directly inserted the long sword into the sand, and immediately knelt down with his head in his hands.

In an instant, the military momentum of the Divine Sword Gate completely collapsed into slag, and at this moment, there were four more Iron Sword Sect brothers with bright swords around Yi Xuanzi, and the door of the main hall was tightly guarded. And Yixuanzi himself, like a footman, dragged a heavy iron hinge that was almost broken without rust, and dragged it backwards. In a tooth-aching creak, the cold iron gate was finally raised.

At this time, the subordinates of the true king Zhao Lingfeng were like wolves descending from the mountain, regardless of whether they were wearing cloth armor or chain mail, they all immediately turned into blurred figures, and with a few swishing strokes, they performed light skills and reached the disciples of the Divine Sword Sect, regardless of whether they were facing the living or the dead, they all pounced on them like hungry vultures.

In less than thirty seconds, all the men and women in the Excalibur Gate were stripped naked and thrown aside as if they were suckling pigs to be slaughtered, and the items they carried with them, whether they were bags, backpacks, money bags, and even the mezzanine inside their clothes, were all turned over. Not to mention the long sword quilt, silver taels, pills, hidden weapons, and secret books of divine skills, even the jade jue, ring pendant, incense sachet, and even the buttons on the clothes and the leather on the belt, along with the scabbard, were all taken away. After that, a few righteous disciples of the Iron Sword Sect wanted to check the clothes a few times and make sure that there was only a lump of cloth left to return to the naked, but unexpectedly, they persuaded the secret guards and forbidden army guards who were traveling with them: "This brother is short of materials now, but this is not the time to be kind! These clothes, for those rough servants around the prince, can sew out a few big tents in three or two days, and give them to us to live in, it is better than sleeping in this cave in a broken house!"

Although the people of the Iron Sword Gate are righteous warriors, they all have some reasoning, but they really have a great hatred for the Divine Sword Gate that has defected to the side of the Demon Dao. The instinctive kindness was persuaded by these soldiers with cold reality, and they gave up, and many people still thought in their hearts: "It can be regarded as a great kindness to be able to leave a breath for you demon puppets!"

It's really this reason, in recent years, the rift between the two realms of righteousness and demons has become bigger and bigger, and the righteous path led by Xuantian Pavilion really wants to catch any demon path monks, and they will definitely kill them directly without saying a word, because none of them can get out of the demon path is clean!

Wang Shenhai and the others had just come out of the main hall, and they happened to bump into such a scene, and they couldn't help but have their faces as black as the bottom of the pot, and they stretched out their hands and pulled out the sword on their waists by more than three inches, but in the next second, he could only turn as white as heroin, and obediently inserted the sword in his hand back.

Ghost Li Ming appeared next to Yixuanzi at some point, and gently patted Yixuanzi's shoulder: "Okay, go and serve the prince, just leave it to the old man here - then Wang Shenhai, the old man can be regarded as having grown up." ”

Ghost Li Ming tried his best to say it in the tone of an elder caring for a junior, but whether it was Wang Shenhai or a Xuanzi, when they heard his words, they all felt that a chill was coming out of the cracks in the bones.

Zhao Lingfeng only emerged from hiding at this time, followed by the Blood River Venerable, who was always vigilant, and his father, Zhao Guangyi, was dragging a person out from behind a pile of stones at this time.

"Zhao Guangyi, you dare to do this to me!"

"You caused Yinchen to disappear, in this secret realm, this seat is to chop you into dumpling stuffing for the sake of the eighth king, you said that the imperial brother will come to investigate the head of this seat afterwards? Sure enough, the imperial brother is right, you are not only emotionless, but also have no brains!"

"You ......" The woman who was grabbed by her hair struggled, but unfortunately she couldn't escape from Zhao Guangyi's grasp with the poison of Sanyuan in her body, of course, even if she was in her heyday, she was by no means Zhao Guangyi's opponent, after all, this former true king, that was a fake return to the void.

【Forbidden Spell Outbreak Location】

The fire was still raging on the sandy plain, and the snow was already thick in a radius of 100 meters. The silver pupils were filled with blizzards, echoing the wind and snow around him, adding a coldness that belonged to the Frost God of Damage. The magician's hands had turned into claws of ice, and even the air was frozen where the ten fingers passed.

Aunt Feiquan mustered up the last courage and physical strength, shook the spear fiercely, and went straight to the chest of the magician, the spear is the most restrained hand-to-hand combat, after all, an inch long is an inch strong, but the magician in front of him is a fighter who does not abide by the laws of fighting at all.

The cold light turned into a finger blade, and the laser extended from the fingertips, and with the wave of the cold ice clawons, it seemed to grow in the wind, and in an instant it reached a length of four meters away, and the slender ice blade was like a thin steel knife like a piece of paper, and before Feiquan could react, it bypassed the spear and directly penetrated her Gangfeng.

It stands to reason that Feiquan's metallic Gangfeng has a very powerful restraint effect on the ice attribute "Gangfeng" of silver dust, but Feiquan has been in the Blazing White Peony for a few years, and his strength has not made any huge breakthroughs, and he has not even reached the realm of transforming qi.

Fortunately, Feiquan is not a dull and reckless man, the moment he feels the cold ice coming to his body, he dodges backwards, and his movements are smooth and smooth, without any hindrance, this is the trick "nameless" she got from the blazing white peony, in fact, through continuous self-humiliation, she completely dilutes her own shame and insulates herself from honor, so as to escape the positioning of the Duel Rules, and also gain the ability to retreat or even turn around and run away when running the divine skill.

Her dodging backwards caught the mage by surprise, and she was unable to burn more mana to increase the length of the crampons, thus allowing her to escape the claw strike. However, the tip of the sharp ice blade was not so easy to dodge, and the moment Feiquan retreated, the five ice rays completely broke through her gang wind and swept past her chest, not only tearing her pale robe, but also cutting five wounds several millimeters deep on her delicate skin, and the cold cold even hurt the subcutaneous tissue.

Blood splattered out, froze in mid-air, and landed on the sand like fragments of metal scattered everywhere. Feiquan's face flushed with stinging and rage, the spear in his hand spun and stabbed hard, and his retreating body suddenly accelerated forward like a hummingbird, pouring most of the wind into his body, and the tip of the spear went straight to Yinchen's throat.

The magician did not dodge or dodge, the hands that were originally holding the wind and snow suddenly lit up with holy golden light, the demon crying and slashing fist turned into claws, and the mage folded his hands together, as if he was a pious prayer, and the palms of the palms of the two palms erupted a great dispersal technique, illuminating the mage's indifferent face for eternity.

The hands were folded, and the three-edged spear head filled with Gangfeng was sandwiched in the middle by a pair of golden palms, and the blade made of stainless steel was completely curled up on the squeeze of the palm.

Silver Dust turned his hands slightly, and only heard a slight crunch, and the head of Feiquan's spear turned into a banana-shaped, and a spear that relied on magic moves was destroyed.

At this moment, under the feet of the two of them, the ice lotus bloomed to its peak, and in the pale blue air, there was even an illusion of Ying Long, but at this moment, it had just been bombarded by a forbidden spell, and it was burned by the fire, almost turning into a glassy ground, and it encountered the extremely cold ice lotus again, and it was natural that the molecular structure completely collapsed under the power of the elemental hedge, and it was directly annihilated into slag powder.

The golden light that symbolized the annihilation of the hedge disappeared in a flash, and the earth disappeared in one piece.

Silver Dust and Feiquan felt a loosening of their feet at the same time, and then the explosion caused by the hot and cold hedge rang out, and a violent cloud of smoke swept into the sky, and the two of them fell directly almost uncontrollably.

"Silver Dust!!" Prison let out a terrifying roar that tore apart, and his eyes cracked in an instant. A scene from five years ago appeared before his eyes, the sudden collapse of the ground, with the poison of the smoke rising, followed by the desperate days of separation, and after the reunion, the complete objectivity.

Bai Prison wanted to rush over, but was dragged by Jiang Lishi, the bald little fat man had green tendons on his head, but surprisingly did not contradict the elder, but just whispered in a rather tragic voice: "This time, he has no sister to sacrifice!"

Jiang Lishi only felt panicked in his heart, but he forced to suppress the many emotions in his body that were about to explode, he clearly remembered his mission, their Golden Sword Gate, in this increasingly treacherous secret realm, the first thing to do is not to rob any treasure, not to conquer any forces, but to ensure that the Iron Sword Gate and the True King can survive. Jiang Lishi of the Golden Dao Gate is not a young man who is as passionate and impulsive as he is in prison, and when he reaches his position and age, the first thing to consider is how to pass on the declining righteousness of the world, even if it is a stubborn inheritance.

Worship in prison, Wan Jianxin, Zhao Lingfeng, these three people are the hope of the righteous path in the future, after the righteous path leader Yinchen may encounter accidents, the Golden Dao Gate and its affiliated righteous path forces must give priority to ensuring the survival of the three of them and their belief in the righteous path.

The Duel Heaven landed at this time, and the huge aura isolated everyone. A mysterious whirlwind blew up from the churning smoke, blowing the smoke away, and the large crater on the ground revealed its true face under the light of the fierce flames not far away.

This is a shallow trench dozens of meters long and more than six meters wide, but the depth is no more than five meters. At the bottom of the trench is actually a five-meter-high promenade, with two ends leading to an unknown place, and the top of the middle section collapses to form a trench full of dust and wood in front of you.

A crystal clear embarrassing sweat dripped from the bare head of the "......" prisoner, but Jiang Lishi, who grabbed his shoulder, breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that when the smoke and dust cleared, the first thing they saw was the strange sight of the magician slowly landing on the floor of the corridor, almost using the law of gravity as a fart.

At that moment, the magician seemed weightless, looking like a disembodied undead ghost. The person standing in front of him was almost stunned, after all, such a strange light technique was rare in the world.

The magician fell, looked at the old lady who was in front of Feiquan, raised her eyebrows indifferently, and then reached out and pulled the silver hood to her forehead, hiding her face in the dark shadows.

Between the ten fingers of his hands, a fiery red light bloomed, which was a sign that the Crusader Ghost Cut was about to be activated, but after a casual glance at the terrain, the magician completely turned his hands into claws of flame.

The narrow corridor is not suitable for starting a crucian ghost cut.