"He's using our qi and blood to replenish his vitality!

"One last warning to you, get out of his body and give him back to me!" Looking at Xiao Hongchen coldly, Qingjiao shouted again.

"Boom!" all he answered was Xiao Hongchen's strange smile.

"Whew!" the frog roared and shook the sky, and the surrounding space rippled.

"Plug your ears and close your hearing, this is the dragon clan's mastery - the dragon roars for nine days. The little monk with red lips and white teeth immediately shouted at everyone.

"Dragon Wanders the Eight Desolations!" Qingjiao's domineering figure flickered and undulated in the air like a floating shadow, and the phantom of a dragon-shaped giant claw appeared on his right hand, heading straight for Xiao Hongchen!

Xiao Hongchen also formed a claw with his left hand at this time, and slammed against the frog fiercely, and the huge force shook the frog back and flew upside down for more than ten zhang before it stopped in the air, on the other hand, Xiao Hongchen was just shocked back on the ground and retreated more than a zhang and then shook a few times to stop his figure, and then dragged the black afterimage straight towards the frog.

"Poof!" a sword aura struck, slashing him in the air and flying upside down! Dugu Yijian's cool figure appeared in his sight.

Xiao Hongchen flew out upside down, three paw prints shot out in mid-air, and more than a dozen people died, a huge life essence attacked him, and the white bones in his abdomen had been covered by the newborn flesh and blood, looking no different from a normal person.

"Damn, he's treated everyone like his own food and struck him down!" one of them shouted after he couldn't take it anymore.

As soon as the words fell, Xiao Hongchen's ghostly figure had already fallen in front of him, he hurriedly reached out to block it, but Xiao Hongchen's left hand directly penetrated his arm, probed into his chest and exploded his heart, and immediately stepped on his body with both feet and the figure went up, which was able to avoid a sharp sword qi.

"Amitabha, his terrifying benefactors have also seen it, leave quickly under the holy realm, and the strong man of the holy realm will go all out!" After the little monk finished speaking, he rose into the air, and the treasure solemnly sat cross-legged in the air, with a golden light behind him, Sanskrit singing, and tens of thousands of golden palm prints appeared behind him to form a 'swastika', dragging a golden streamer and flying directly towards Xiao Hongchen.

The golden Buddha light seemed to make Xiao Hongchen a little jealous, and he didn't dare to resist the word 'swastika', but wanted to rely on his body to dodge it, but the little monk's hand directly blocked the heaven and earth, Xiao Hongchen had nothing to dodge, and he typed the word 'death' in his left hand hard, and the two words collided, and the black and golden light swept the heavens and the earth, and the huge roar generated by the collision made everyone dizzy.

A blue light appeared out of thin air, nearly a hundred feet of sea level rose, huge waves were monstrous, surging and surging, and a white streamer flew out of the waves in the roaring and rushing, and the cold air hit Xiao Hongchen directly.

A sword covered the sea, and the uncle of the Cihang Sword Sect made a move!

"Roar!" The timing of this sword is too good, fast, accurate, ruthless, and the angle is unusually tricky from behind Xiao Hongchen, feeling the coldness behind him, Xiao Hongchen roared loudly, above his right hand, the demon flame erupted, and the sudden sword of the dead resistant, the long sword and the nail touched, and the sparks shot out.

One hand typed the word 'death' to resist the little monk's word 'swastika', and with the other hand grabbed the sudden earth-shattering sword, and the empty door opened. Qingjiao saw the opportunity, and stepped on the dragon and the eight desolations appeared behind Xiao Hongchen in an instant, and the green flames on his feet squirted, collapsing fiercely on his back, and the huge force almost broke the bones in his back, Xiao Hongchen spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body wanted to fall away.

"Wow" A sword light flashed, and the sword qi slashed out obliquely from the bottom to the top and hit Xiao Hongchen's body back, and then several sword qi slashed from the bottom to the top one after another, Xiao Hongchen instinctively wanted to retreat, but the frog Jiao behind him stepped on it with a fierce kick.

On the left and right, there were little monks and women from the Cihang Sword Sect who were in a stalemate, and there were frogs in the back who stepped on angrily, and there was a Dugu sword in front of him who slashed up coldly. Xiao Hongchen was like a target at the moment, and he could only use his body to withstand the attacks of the two people in front and behind.

In just a few snaps of time, Xiao Hongchen has endured hundreds of sword qi from Dugu Yijian, there is no longer a piece of good meat on his chest, Sen Sen's white bones are exposed, blood is sprinkled on the ground like splashing water, and the back is even more blurred with flesh and blood, which is unbearable!

"Whew!Wow!" Xiao Hongchen looked up to the sky in pain and roared, the demonic flame covered his whole body from his forehead again, and the monstrous death qi came out of his body, causing the four of them to feel a chill hit him, and his body trembled.

The vision picture came out of thin air again, the endless hall stretched, the mountains of corpses, the flowing rivers of blood, this time the vision picture seemed to come to life, the sky was full of red light wrapped around the people who did not leave within a thousand zhang, and the saints were attracted by this red light involuntarily forward.

"Come back, come back, where are you going?" Seeing that the friends around him were attracted to fly into the vision, everyone asked one after another, but they seemed to have lost their minds, and they only knew to fly forward, and no one answered anything.

Everyone felt that something was wrong, and some decisive people directly stopped them, but there were still dozens of people who were not stopped and flew into the vision map. As soon as these people touched the vision diagram, they directly burst into their bodies, and the blood rain in the sky merged into a long river of blood qi and directly injected into Xiao Hongchen's body.

Xiao Hongchen's momentum is rising, the death is getting stronger and stronger, the little monk's 'swastika' and 'death' seem to be born to restrain each other, the two are deadlocked, but the word 'death' suddenly rises a demonic flame, the black light is sheng, the dead air is all over the sky, and the word 'swastika' is flying in an instant, and the little monk's body meditating in the air suddenly flew upside down, and the blood sprayed out, and his face turned pale after landing.

"Roar!" Xiao Hongchen's free left hand reached back, directly grabbed one of Qingjiao's feet and threw him fiercely at the Dugu sword below. What happened in an instant made Dugu Yijian not react, and all the sword qi that continued to split fell on Qingjiao's body, opening up the flesh and blood he split.

After throwing the frog out, Xiao Hongchen grabbed the long sword in his right hand that was opposite him without any pause, threw it towards the frog's back, and then shot nine paw prints towards the woman, rising to the sky.

Qingjiao fell heavily to the ground after being hit by dozens of sword qi, Dugu Yijian glanced at Qingjiao and was slightly stunned, and then gave an early warning, and the long sword in his right hand was subconsciously raised, just on top of the long sword that fell from the sky.

What he saw in Dugu Yijian's sight was a long sword with a demonic flame, dragging a black streamer straight to his chest, subconsciously holding the long sword to block it, but he was shocked by the huge force on this long sword, and his internal organs were in pain, and his qi and blood were churning, and he was directly knocked to the ground from mid-air by this force, and fell out of a big pit and brought up the dust in the sky!

Only the woman looked at the nine paw prints that roared down with the sound of wind and thunder, and pointed into a sword without hurrying, the sword qi leaked out from between her fingers, and the sword was uncertain, and she quickly split out the nine paw prints that were whistling down.

"He's going to run away!" the woman's pretty eyes flashed.

"He broke through the siege and fled at full speed, do you think you can catch up?" Dugu Yijian, who was lying in the big pit, looked at the smaller and smaller black spots in the sky, and said expressionlessly.

"Hmph" The woman heard the latter look of wanting to refute, but she opened her mouth but never said anything, then waved her hand and withdrew her long sword, snorted and turned away.

"Little Niangpi, don't go yet!" Suddenly Qingjiao's heroic voice wanted to sound, which surprised everyone present, shouldn't this thing be doing something!

"Oh, this thing is really powerful, your kid's sword qi is very strong, you can actually break through my body. Qingjiao grinned and got up from the ground and muttered at Dugu Yijian.

"Repeat what you just said again!" the woman suddenly shouted in a cold voice, and drew her sword at the slightest disagreement.

"Uh, what's the matter with you? I've offended you again, why do you look like you're going to fight and kill?" Qingjiao shook his head and looked like he didn't understand.

"Amitabha, this benefactor, you just made a mockery and disrespect for the title of this female benefactor, which is why the female benefactor is so angry. The little monk's face looked much better at this time, and he walked towards the frog with a smile on his face and slowly gave a Buddhist salute.

"Uh... What do you call it?" Qingjiao looked at the solemn little monk and held back a sentence for a long time.

"Amitabha, the little monk's Dharma name - you must not quit!" the little monk blurted out with an elegant and polite smile.