Immediately after, Chiyo Musou swept forward again, her legs slashing through the air and rolling towards the middle-aged man.

Chiyo Mushuang's legs are very slender, her kicks are like an unstoppable long knife, fierce and unmatched, for the monks at the peak of the Holy Realm, this blow is close to perfect, whether it is speed, momentum or strength, it has reached the limit of the Holy Realm, however, Chiyo Musou is facing an extremely powerful enemy!

These enemies came down from the Dharma Destroying World, and they were even born in the Dharma Destroying Realm Tower, and they had all experienced countless battles, and the height they were at was beyond the reach of Ye Xin and Chiyo Musou at the moment.

If Chiyo Muso's attack is as fast as lightning, then the middle-aged man's speed is faster than lightning, and if Chiyo Muso's strength is fierce, but she is attacking an unattainable mountain.

The corner of the middle-aged man's mouth still had a sneer, and when Chiyo Mushuang's attack was approaching, his body moved slightly, and a leg shadow flashed away, and then he still stood there steadily, as if the change just now was just an illusion, but in fact, nothing happened.

And Chiyo Musou suddenly rolled backwards like a runaway puppet, flying more than a hundred meters away, and smashed into the grass with a pop, those blackened weeds and vines immediately swarmed up, wrapping Chiyo Musou inside, this time Chiyo Musou couldn't break free, her legs had been kicked off, her right arm was scrapped, and only her left hand could still move, and she had basically lost her combat effectiveness.

Still, Chiyo Musou didn't give up, she let out a high-pitched roar and struggled desperately, this is her character, no matter how strong the enemy is, no matter how broken her body becomes, she still has to try to get back into the fight, even if the battle has become meaningless.

The middle-aged man's gaze fell on Ye Xin, and then slowly walked towards Ye Xin, at this moment, one figure after another appeared, there were three new monks, two of them followed the middle-aged man, and one person looked at Mo Yan with a smile.

Mo Yan maintained a half-kneeling posture, he grabbed the longbow with one hand, and the other hand was on the bowstring, a shining unicorn arrow was placed between his index finger and middle finger, he could pull the longbow in an instant, and shoot the unicorn arrow, but he also knew that the moment was forever for him, and any monk on the other side could kill him in this instant, so that he could not release his last counterattack.

Beads of sweat the size of beans appeared on Mo Yan's forehead, and his eyes were full of despair, he was not afraid of death, if he attacked, he would be killed, but he could rescue Ye Xin, he would not hesitate to pull the longbow away, but, what can he do now? The appearance of a true saint is enough for them to fall into a state of no return, but at this moment, there are four, and there is no hope of turning the tables in this battle.

The middle-aged man had already walked to Ye Xin's side, leaned down, clasped Ye Xin's neck, and picked Ye Xin up, his heart was full of anger, and his fingertips had pierced deeply into Ye Xin's neck.

Then he exhaled a breath of black gas and sprayed it between Ye Xin's nose and mouth, Ye Xin's body suddenly trembled, and slowly opened his eyes.

"I can sense the breath of the flying kite on you, you killed him, right?" The middle-aged man said slowly: "I will crush your flesh and bones little by little, so that you can taste what life is worse than death!"

When Ye Xin saw those figures, he knew that the situation was extremely bad, probably judging that the enemy was irresistibly powerful, he didn't think about how to escape at all, and pictures flashed in his mind inexplicably, all of which were his experience of overcoming obstacles all the way from the Heavenly Sin Camp, and then a sneer flashed in his eyes, and he spit out two words at the middle-aged man: "Silly B......"

Ye Xin is not afraid of death, he can live this experience, he can know these friends, he can get the unconditional trust of so many people, he has care, he has been happy, it is enough, and now he is facing a disaster that is irresistible to manpower, he admitted.

The middle-aged man didn't understand, but when he saw the sneer in Ye Xin's eyes, he also understood that it was definitely not a good word, he let go of his hand and threw Ye Xin to the ground, and said coldly: "Where to start?"

"His aura is so weak, how can he kill the flying kite?" said the other monk with a frown.

"Maybe there's a unique method. The middle-aged man said, and then he reached out and wiped a handful on the top of his head, and there were already a dozen more maggots-like things in his hands.

Mo Yan's eyes suddenly widened, he was ready to make a move, although there was no way to rescue Ye Xin, he must die in front of Ye Xin, this was the oath he made in his heart when he was in the Heavenly Sin Camp!

At this moment, a deep voice suddenly sounded between heaven and earth: "This time reincarnation...... Bad luck......"

Mo Yan was stunned, it was the voice of Chiyo Wushuang, but it was no longer as crisp and pleasant as before, and it was replaced by an endless vicissitudes of life, even a kind of old age.

The three monks around Ye Xin immediately turned around and looked in the direction where the voice came from, and the monks who had been staring at Mo Yan also turned their heads in dismay.

Chiyo Musou didn't know when she broke free from the entanglement of those blackened plants and trees, floating in midair, her right arm and twisted legs made a slight tremor, and the broken wound grew at a speed that could be seen by the naked eye, but her head hung down weakly, making it impossible to accurately judge whether she was talking just now.

Pieces of golden runes came out of Chiyo Mushuang's body, condensing into a long dragon in the air, or like a chain, constantly circling, and a majestic wave centered on Chiyo Musou slowly spread in all directions.

"Before he entered the heavenly path, he abolished a divine sacrifice...... You little miscellaneous pieces of the transformation world, it really makes me angry......" The voice full of endless vicissitudes sounded again, and this time everyone recognized it clearly, it was Chiyo Musou who couldn't see his face talking.

Ye Xin, who was lying on the ground, tried his best to raise his head slightly, looking at Chiyo Wushuang, he couldn't believe his eyes, that kind of power...... The kind of fluctuation that will skyrocket dozens of times, or even hundreds of times, every second, is it emitted by Chiyo Mushuang?!

The three monks suddenly let out a muffled grunt of pain, and their bodies slowly rose, their hands and feet trembling incessantly, as if they were struggling, but an invisible force completely restrained them, so that they could not even move a little finger.

The next moment, the three monks inflated like balloons, their bodies were stretched out through countless cracks, and what rolled inside their bodies was actually something like golden magma, and then they began to explode, turning into golden fireworks.

The monk who had been staring at Mo Yan just now let out a frightened cry, and then he raised his hand and released a magic weapon, which grew when it met the wind, turning into a sarcophagus-like thing, but the color was bright red, and the monk slammed into the sarcophagus and disappeared.

Boom Boom Boom ...... The golden fireworks burst out between the heavens and the earth, and as long as they were stained with a little golden light, those large and small trees, including the bushes and weeds, also began to swell, and then they also flowed out of the golden magma-like thing, and then exploded.

Boom Boom Boom Boom ...... The explosion of every tree and bush will cause the remaining life within a radius of 100 meters to step into the footsteps, and this chain reaction seems to be endless, to explode to the end of heaven and earth, and even completely destroy the whole world.

It's over...... Ye Xin couldn't help but hold his breath, his hands and feet couldn't move, he could only watch the golden streamer fall towards him, and Mo Yan on the other side found that he was completely surrounded by the bursting golden light, there was no way to hide, there was no way to avoid it, and he simply closed his eyes.

The golden streamer fell on Ye Xin, who was already waiting to die, but after a while, it seemed that nothing had happened, he tried to raise his head again, and saw that the golden streamer was only flashing on his body, and did not penetrate inward.

Only Ye Xin and Mo Yan were safe and sound, as well as the sarcophagus, which had become full of holes, and its color had changed from bright red to light red.

Boom Boom Boom Boom ...... The chain explosion continued to advance into the distance, and the blackened trees that seemed to have life, including the tiny weeds, could not escape this catastrophe, and the whole sky was already illuminated as if it were day, and where the golden light dimmed, it completely became a desert, with nothing, nothing left.

Dozens of miles away from this woodland, Ji Xingjue's figure appeared, his eyes showed a shocked look, staring blankly at the golden light that exploded one after another in the distance, sensing the fluctuation of Yuan Force like substance.

I don't know how long it took, the explosion was finally coming to an end, Ye Xin in the field still couldn't move, the only thing he could do was to barely raise the God Killing Knife, wisps of black smoke were gathering towards the God Killing Knife.

Rumble...... The scarred sarcophagus suddenly cracked, and a figure came out of it, shook it, and appeared next to Chiyo Mushuang.

At this moment, Chiyo Musou has fallen into the sand, although the injured right arm and legs have recovered intact, but her mind does not seem to have come to her senses, lying there motionless, her breath is very weak, and the spirit rune chains hovering in the air flew down, encircling Chiyo Musou in the middle of it, and then penetrating into Chiyo Mushuang's body.

The figure raised his hand suddenly, he held a scimitar in his hand, but just as he was about to slash at the unconscious Chiyo Mushuang, he seemed to remember something, his hand and the scimitar trembled violently, and then put the scimitar down little by little, slowed down for a while, and seemed to regain his courage, and slowly raised the scimitar, but his body stiffened for a moment, and the scimitar fell down little by little.

After repeating this a few times, the figure took a long breath, his teeth creaking, then closed his eyes and raised the scimitar in his hand, but the seemingly slender scimitar suddenly became extremely heavy, making his forehead and neck tense.