"Immortal Sword Rain!"

With a coquettish shout, Mu Lingyu's fingers slashed across the long sword, and the cyan spiritual power condensed a circular mark at the tip of the sword, and then burst out dozens of cool long swords, knocking back a few steps from the advancing dry corpse in front of him.

Turning sideways, Mu Ling slashed out a cyan sword wave to the side, slashing at the left body of the dry corpse that suppressed Mu Xue.

"Bang!"

The dried corpse was bombarded, and the body stagnated for a moment.

Seeing this, Mu Xue's spiritual power gathered the blade of the long sword, and the sword with purple light lingered and pierced straight into the abdomen of the dried corpse. The jade hand turned sideways, Mu Xue pulled out the long sword again, tapped the soles of her feet, and slashed the head of the dried corpse.

"Senior sister. Deal with the dry corpse, Mu Xue called to Mu Ling who rushed over.

"Xiaoxue, there are a large number of these dried corpses, and their cultivation is of different sizes, but at least they are all cultivated in the Yuan Vein Realm, you are careful yourself, I will go to support the other junior sisters first. Mu Ling glanced at Mu Xue, but didn't find any injuries on her, and glanced at the other junior sisters who were still fighting, frowned and said.

So far, there have been very few dried corpses that have fallen, but the disciples have suffered heavy casualties, which makes Mu Ling very heartbroken.

After that, Mu Ling didn't have time to talk to Mu Xue more, so he turned around and ran to the other side to support.

Mu Xue opened her mouth, looked at the back of her senior sister, and watched the tragic battle of the sisters around her, her little hand held the long sword even harder, and the spiritual power in her body kept urging to kill other places where she was fighting.

"Roar!"

Approaching the edge of the lake in the valley, a dried corpse roared and blasted a disciple of the Immortal Valley with a fist.

"Poof, poof!"

The disciple fell to the ground, a mouthful of blood spraying on the rubble on the ground. Forcibly enduring the pain relief of her five organs, she propped up her body, but she was trembling constantly, and she might fall down again at any time.

But the broken sword in her hand showed her tenacity at this time! She was Xiao Zisu's disciple named Mu Ning, so even if she died in battle, she would never fall to the ground in front of the enemy.

"Stomp, stomp. ”

The dry corpse's feet were heavy, and it rushed towards this disciple, and the arm wrapped in black qi was extremely terrifying.

"Swear to protect the Valley of Eternal Life!Kill!" Biting the blood in his mouth, Mu Ning let the pain infect his whole body, frantically operating the spiritual power in his body, preparing to die with the rushing dry corpse.

"Rub!"

At this moment, a sharp light flashed from behind the dry corpse, cutting off his head, and the aftermath swept in front of Mu Ning, and then stopped.

"Senior sister, are you okay? The dry corpse fell, Mu Ling's long sword pointed obliquely, and Mu Ning, who looked at him a little stunned, asked. She saw Mu Ning being blown away by a dried corpse just now, so she rushed to help with all her might.

Mu Ning looked at her senior sister, her eyes were uncontrollably sour, her small mouth opened slightly, and she said softly: "Senior sister, I'm fine." ”

"Okay, be careful!"

Hearing this, Mu Ling nodded, ready to turn around and go to other places. But as soon as she turned around, her eyes flashed a little sharp, and then they quickly zoomed in.

A dry corpse with a spear in his hand took advantage of Mu Ling's inattention, jumped out from a hidden position on the side, and shot Mu Ling.

"Senior sister!" Mu Ning saw this, and his voice was a little sad. She saw the corpse attack her senior sister, but it was too late.

And Mu Ling knew this even more, even if she didn't panic at the moment, but the spear was about to stab, and she didn't even have time to pick up the sword.

"Fudo Ming King Fist!"

As Mu Ling's brain was spinning rapidly, a clear voice suddenly sounded in her ears, making her eyes brighten.

"Bang bang!"

A golden figure suddenly fell, grabbed the barrel of the spear in one hand, and changed direction. The other hand clenched into a fist, and the king did not move with one punch, knocking the dry corpse away.

"You..." Mu Ling looked at the golden shadow in front of him, and he didn't know how to speak for a while. She naturally knew who was in front of her, and this brilliant golden light was not possessed by anyone in the Immortal Valley except for pure karma. It's just that they're not on the peaks, how did they come down?

The golden light dissipated, Jingye turned to look at Mu Ling, exhaled, and said, "I almost didn't catch up." ”

"Who are you?" Mu Ling glanced at Pure Karma, and then at the worried smile on Pure Karma's back, not understanding what they were doing.

"It's not safe on the mountain, and you need help here. These dried corpses can only be completely killed by smashing their heads, otherwise they will always recover. And some of them can use weapons and spiritual skills, which is really tricky, and your junior sisters have too many casualties, I can't ignore them. Glancing around, Jingye frowned and said in a deep voice.

There are too many of these dried corpses, and the disciples of the Immortal Valley have suffered heavy casualties, and with compassion in his heart, how can he watch it.

"But what about Xiao'er, in case of this, she will be hurt. Mu Ling was silent for a while after listening to Pure Karma's words, and then spoke again.

They really need help now, there are very few disciples in Gu Nei and her cultivation level, most of them are in the middle layer of the Yuan Vein Realm, and there are many ninth layers of the Condensation Realm. Now that the Master and the Elders are all in check, they can only rely on themselves.

But when Jingye joins the battlefield, what should Xiao'er do, who will guarantee her safety?

"Sister Mu, I asked the little monk to come, it's okay, he will protect me. I can't bear to see you get hurt, so the only way to do that is to make those monsters disappear. Regarding Mu Ling's words, Xiao'er answered for Jingye.

She knew that the little monk couldn't bear to see those people die tragically, and she also knew that the little monk had not helped them for a long time in order to protect herself. So inside the cabin, she made a decision.

The reason why Xiao'er loves pure karma so much is not because of his bright eyes, which are not polluted. Isn't it because of his gentleness and kindness that illuminates the darkness? Therefore, she can't let the little monk bother her because of herself.

"Laughing... You're really good!" The words of the smile were very soft, and when they reached Mu Ling's ears, they were even warmer. She didn't expect Xiao'er to have such thoughts, no wonder Chunye loved her so much.

"Okay, don't say more, you have to be careful yourself, those dry corpses who use weapons are also very intelligent, deal with them carefully!"

"Well, you too. Mu Ling responded, showing gratitude to Xiao'er, and then took Mu Ning behind him to support on the left.

And Jingye took out the Fengxi Sword, turned to look at the place with the most dried corpses, and asked gently, "Xiao'er, when we leave here, where do you want to go?"

"Well, I'd like to see the stars again. Xiao'er hooked Jingye's neck, and her white and tender face was attached to his shoulder, and she said softly.

"Okay, listen to you. ”

"Of course, hee-hee. ”

At the end of the simple words, the face of the pure karma changed to a cold color, the spiritual power surged, and the cultivation of the seventh layer of the Qi Sea Realm burst out, striding towards the place with the most dried corpses.

High in the sky, the battle between Xiao Zisu and the corpse was still unseen, hidden above the thick gray clouds. And in mid-air, the jade stump was one against two, and it was inseparable from Xie Dansheng and Feng Lanying. In the mountains and forests closer to the Fengsheng Palace, Yao Canghe and the mysterious black-robed masked man were also fighting non-stop. None of them noticed that at this time in the valley, there were already people with ill intentions.

"Roar..."

Where there are the most dried corpses, the fighting is also extremely fierce. Feng Lanying's first disciple, Bai Ying, was leading several disciples to fight to stop their attack and destruction.

It's just that there are too many dried corpses, and there are some special dried corpses, Bai Ying and the others are already a little powerless, and they are about to collapse.

"Senior sister, the junior sisters can't hold on, why don't we retreat first!" a disciple flew down and came to Bai Ying, who was messy and had blood on the corner of her mouth, and said urgently.

"Withdraw? Wait until I'm dead! The other disciples are all fighting bloodily, how can we withdraw! Once this place is lost, the others will be attacked on their backs, you take the seriously injured junior sisters to retreat first, and I will stay behind to defend it. Bai Ying snorted coldly when she heard this, and then looked at her junior sister and said sternly.

As Feng Lanying's first apprentice, she can't take half a step back no matter what, this is her backbone!

"Senior sister!"

"Shut up, either lead someone to retreat, or stay behind. ”

The junior sister couldn't bear her senior sister like this, and wanted to open her mouth to persuade again, but Bai Ying drank even more coldly, and then rushed towards the group of dry corpses with her sword.

Seeing this, the disciple also gritted his teeth and rushed in with his senior sister.

The two rushed into the corpse and fought with the other disciples. But the dry corpses are too powerful, and with their current state and strength, they are difficult to resist after all.

However, just when they couldn't resist and were about to be defeated, a golden figure swept in the distance, stomped on the ground, startled a golden shockwave, and knocked many dried corpses to the ground, allowing them all to come out of it and save their lives.

"Thank you for your help, and please ask your name. Bai Ying looked at Jingye, first thanked her, and then asked.

"I'm Pure Karma, I'll leave it to me here, you take the others to support other places, remember, attack the head of the dry corpse!" The golden light of Pure Karma's whole body did not disperse, and the golden pupils were as bright as stars. He didn't say much to Bai Ying, only left a sentence, and then rushed into the group of dried corpses that got up.

Bai Ying looked at the charming golden figure, and said in her heart: "Pure karma, no wonder Mu Ling is so close to him." ”

Shaking her head, Bai Ying took the other disciples to other places to support, she felt the powerful spiritual power fluctuations of the pure karma, so she no longer worried about him.

When she came to Mu Ling, Bai Ying slapped a palm print with her palm, shaking back the dry corpse rushing from Mu Ling's left, and immediately held her sword and fought side by side with her.

When Mu Ling saw Bai Ying who came over suddenly, her willow eyebrows furrowed, and she wondered, "Didn't you let you guard Danning Avenue?

"Your good friend Jingye is there, he asked us to go to other places, there are not many dried corpses in Qingyue and Yaolan, only you are more difficult. Bai Ying looked at Mu Ling and chuckled, the long sword gathered and swung a sword wave.

"No, there are too many dried corpses there on Danning Avenue, and he is still smiling behind his back, this is too dangerous. ”

Mu Ling's heart was heavy when he heard this, he turned to look at Danning Avenue, his eyes suddenly tightened, and he shouted loudly: "Pure karma! Be careful!"