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Snowflakes with crystal clear ice fluttered in the air, like a young girl in white dancing in the wind, and with the mist in the sky, it was very beautiful.

Snowing?

Snow also falls in the tombs, something many treasure hunters don't expect. Although the snow scene in front of them was good, they had no intention of watching it, because their lives were about to end. It's not that they are afraid of the faint toxicity of snowflakes and mist, any of the two or three hundred people present who is not a poisonous spirit can directly immune to poisonous objects in the natural environment.

It's been three days, it's been three whole days, and more than 200 of them have been besieged in this lonely mountain for three days and three nights. As long as you kill down the mountain, there is a way to live, you can turn the danger into a disaster, there is no vicious wolf and tiger under the mountain, but the enemy under the mountain is more ferocious and dangerous than the jackal and tiger. I don't know how many times I broke through, but each time the result was the same, all failed, and each time the death squads were all reduced to ashes at the hands of the enemy.

There was no food for three days and three nights, the disciples of the Falling Heaven Sect were listless, they had no fighting spirit, everyone present was injured, and their exhausted bodies slowly lost the confidence to live in the process of pursuing miracles, not that they were too weak, but that the enemy was too strong.

On the small dirt hillside, three or four groups of people and horses were standing or sitting, all lazily resting. The group with the largest number of people accounted for more than two-thirds of the total number, about one hundred and fifty people, and the colors of their clothes were almost the same, and they were the many disciples of the Luoyun Sect. The two groups not far away were much more depressed in terms of numbers, and they maintained a distrustful distance from the Luoyun Sect.

"His grandmother's, Lao Tzu only cooperated with them for a short time because of the strength of the Luoyun Sect, I didn't expect these turtle grandsons to be so unbearable, and they were beaten without the power to fight back!" After the leader of one of the groups of people spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, he began to curse at the people of the Luoyun Sect.

"Yiyi, Lao Tzu only waded into the troubled waters of the Luoyun Sect for the sake of your face, you have reaped a lot of benefits from cooperating with them, and now you still have the face to complain here. The first time I cooperated, Lao Tzu didn't even catch a single hair, so he innocently lost dozens of disciples, how can this hatred be counted?" the leader of the other group of centaurs roared in a loud voice that everyone could hear.

Yi Yi felt guilty, smiled, and said embarrassedly: "Yan Tuo, what do you want?

The leader of the Yan Tuo said unceremoniously: "This matter is over, and you will divide the territory of your Heavenly Wing Sect with a quarter of our Poison Rock Sect as compensation, otherwise..."

Yiyi cut off his words and said: "The beauty of thought, even if it is given to you in vain, I'm afraid you won't have the appetite to swallow it", after finishing speaking, he was silent for a long time, and said again: "Okay, as long as you can break through the encirclement, why not share some of you!" Although he said this, he really thought in his heart: "Whether you can kill it is still unknown." Even if I could kill you, I wouldn't share it with you, think beautifully! If you weren't on the same ship now, I would have slaughtered you a long time ago. ”

After hearing the promise of the wings, Yan Tuo was overjoyed, if they could get some of the chassis of the Heavenly Wing Sect, the strength of their Poison Rock Sect would increase by leaps and bounds.

Wing snorted and ignored him.

In the eyes of everyone in the Luoyun Sect, the rabble of the Heavenly Wing Sect and the Poison Rock Sect were really stupid, and they were about to die, and they were still fighting for these useless territories, and they didn't know what Senior Brother Fang Qian thought, he actually wanted to join forces with these fools in the first place.

There was a figure in front of everyone in the Luoyun Sect, no one stood side by side with him, and many disciples took the initiative to keep a distance from him to show the dignity of his identity, and the eyes of everyone present were focused on him, waiting for him to issue a new order. This leading figure of the Luoyun Sect is none other than Fang Qian, one of the Seven Talents of Luoyun.

Fang Qian dreamed of becoming a powerful figure a long time ago, and became the first disciple to lead the disciples of the Luoyun Sect, but now the first disciple of the Luoyun Sect, Yuzhu, has disappeared, Yang Guangyi has also disappeared inexplicably, and other Luoyun Qixiu such as Xiao Linglong can't find anyone. The disciples of the Luoyun Sect couldn't be without a leader, and the burden naturally fell on him and the red Fang Qian.

Today's Fang Qian is very troubled, not long after taking over the banner, he met the two sworn enemies of the Demon Moon View and the Underworld Alliance, for some reason, the Demon Moon View and the Underworld Alliance are quite united, and the tacit understanding of joining forces is also very high, every time they clash with each other, they are defeated and retreated.

What really gave Fang Qian a headache was not the more than two hundred disciples of the two major sects of the Demon Moon View under the mountain, but the new leader of the Underworld Alliance, the man in black who had been masked from beginning to end. Since the disappearance of Long Feng, the leader of the Demon Moon Temple, the new leader has been replaced by Hua Yizhi. Although Hua Yizhi is strong, in Fang Qian's opinion, it is not enough to worry.

I don't know why, since Hua Yizhi led the many disciples of the Demon Moon Audience, he was quite polite to the Underworld Alliance, and his politeness had reached the point of fear. Today's Demon Moon View has become the dogleg of the Underworld Alliance, looking at the head of the Underworld Alliance, the masked dark man says that one is one, and Hua Yizhi will never dare to say two.

Fang Qian was very puzzled, how could a mysterious master suddenly emerge from the low-strength Underworld Alliance, the strength displayed by the dark people was several times stronger than that of the first disciple Yan Fei, if it weren't for the dark people's intention to play with them, the more than 200 people present would have been slaughtered a long time ago.

Thinking of this, Fang Qian was very angry, the dignified Luoyun Sect disciple was actually so downtrodden, he was bullied like a lost dog. The flower of the Demon Moon View is easy to deal with, but the dark man is too difficult to deal with, and he has fought several times, not to mention finding out the identity of the other party, and even the true strength level of the other party has not been figured out. The strength is unfathomable, and this is where the horror of the dark people lies.

Every time they saw that they were about to break out of the encirclement, they were beaten back with only a slight attack from the dark people. Fang Qian guessed that with the true strength of the Dark Man, he could kill him in seconds, but he really couldn't figure out what the Dark Man had been dragging on, was it to torture them, or to deliberately delay time?

Fang Qian led everyone to support hard in order to delay time, unlike the dark people, they were waiting for help, as long as Yuzhu or Yang Guangyi came casually, they might be able to defeat the dark people and get everyone out of trouble.

Although the strength of the dark people is very strong, they have hope for Yang Guangyi and Yuzhu, they are the hope of the Falling Cloud Sect.

At the foot of the mountain, more than two hundred people stared at the group of wastes on the mountain like hungry wolves, three days have passed, they have never been so happy, they were all pressed and beaten by the people of the Luoyun Sect before, but now they finally raised their eyebrows, and the disciples of the Luoyun Sect were looking for teeth all over the ground. As long as they wait for an order, their Demon Moon Temple and the Underworld Alliance will rush up the mountain without hesitation and kill none of the Falling Cloud Sect.

"Senior brother, are we going to wait?" said Hua Yizhi respectfully and politely to the black-clothed man standing next to her at the front of the line.

"Senior Sister Hua, how do you want to play?" replied the masked man in black in a hoarse voice.

"It's almost time, I guess the remnants of the Falling Cloud Sect won't and won't dare to come again, so it's better to deal with them all, right?" Hua Yizhi said with an unnatural smile.

After a long silence, the dark man spoke: "Since Senior Sister Hua is impatient, then listen to Senior Sister and slaughter all these wastes." After finishing speaking, he made a gesture of giving orders to the people around him.

After seeing the mysterious man in black missing a little finger on his left hand, Hua Yizhi's eyes stared as if he had thought of something.

After receiving the order to attack the mountain, the disciples of the Underworld Alliance and the Demon Moon View were as excited as if they had been beaten with blood, the exhaustion on their bodies was gone, and they rushed towards the enemy on the mountain.

The strength of the many disciples of the Luoyun Sect is not much worse than the strength of the disciples of the two sects of the Demon Moon Temple, and it is very appropriate to describe it in one word, and it is on a par. However, the morale of the Falling Cloud Sect is obviously inferior to that of the Demon Moon Concept, the main reason is that there is a mysterious powerhouse in the Underworld Alliance to suppress the formation, and the Falling Cloud Sect does not have an opponent comparable to it.

The people of the Luoyun Sect changed slightly when they saw the enemy come up again, it seemed that this time they were really dead, they no longer had the strength to resist, was it really going to end like this? While they were waiting for death in a daze, suddenly a big stone fell from the sky, and the next moment, more than a dozen Demon Moon Guan disciples were instantly petrified into stone.

"Who?" yelled Hana.

After the dust flew, a young figure appeared in mid-air, looking at the many strong people below with a smile, and slowly spoke: "The rat generation of the Difu Alliance, the young master is looking for you all over the map, I didn't expect to meet you here!

"Duan He!" Up and down the mountain, there were many people who recognized the true identity of the young man in the air.

Hua Yizhi looked at the person who came to the rescue was Gu Qinghou, sweating, and the wild words near his mouth were swallowed alive, the little overlord in front of him was not easy to provoke, it was not her to provoke at all.

Bang, the masked dark man suddenly puffed up his palms and said to Gu Qing in the air: "Duan He, you're finally here, I've been waiting for you for a long time!"

After hearing that the dark man was deliberately delaying time in order to wait for Gu Qing to appear, everyone looked surprised and began to look Gu Qing up and down.

Gu Qing glanced at the dark man and said coldly, "Who is Your Excellency?"

The dark man smiled coldly and said, "We are old friends. As an old friend, I'll give you a big gift first. After finishing speaking, he threw a bag to Gu Qing in the air.

Gu Qing was naturally not stupid enough to take it with his hands, with a wave of his sleeve, the things in the baggage revealed their original form, it was nothing else, it was actually a bloody head, and the owner of the head he also knew, it was the law enforcement captain Yan Kuo.

The dark man raised his left palm, where there was obviously a finger missing, and said coldly: "This man asked me for a finger, he taught me a truth, that is, there is revenge, and now I cut off his head." And you're going to be worse than him!"

As soon as the words fell, he unveiled the mask on his face to reveal a face that was neither human nor ghostly, he ignored the strange gaze of everyone, clenched his fists, and the aura on his body exploded, and some disciples who were unbearable were directly melted into ashes by the aura on his body.

"Eight-Star Poison Spirit Peak!"

The faces of all the people present, both on and off the mountain, changed dramatically, as if they had seen a ghost. The entire ancient tomb can accommodate the peak of the six-star poisonous spirit at most, how did this powerhouse of the peak of the eight-star poisonous spirit get in, won't his strength be rejected by the ancient tomb?

"Is this person still Xie Tian? How could his strength improve so much in such a short period of time?" Among the poisoned disciples present, there were still many people who knew the black-clothed masked man, and he suddenly revealed his true identity.

Xie Tian pointed to Gu Qing in the air and said, "Duan He, I want you to bury my brother for me!"

Gu Qing said disdainfully: "Xie Tian, I didn't kill you at the beginning, which makes me feel a little regretful." Today, since you sent it to the door yourself, then I will let you see the difference in our strength and make a move. ”

Xie Tian sneered, rolled up a large piece of black qi and blasted towards Gu Qing in the air.