"Drink!"

Just when Luo Tian thought that he was about to finish, an old man with white hair suddenly appeared in front of Luo Tian.

"Demon Bull Top Horn!"

Stretching his arms forward, like a pair of bull's horns, the aura conjured up a demon bull phantom behind him, and the white-haired old man forcibly tore a hole in the swept True Yuan Storm, just enough to avoid Luo Tian and the woman in the back!

"Poof!"

Although this black feather can't reach the power of the Unified Realm because of too much differentiation, but in the face of the power under the Unified Realm, it is also a crushing existence, and the white-haired old man only has the strength to distinguish the spiritual realm, and forcibly tore it open, and he himself was also seriously injured, and he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood!

This person was the elder of the clan branch of the Spirit Realm who was sent by Luo Tianya to protect Luo Tian because of the Hundred Soldiers Pavilion, and because he was knocked out by the blow that swept the roof of the Hundred Soldiers Pavilion, he had just run back now!

Looking at this old man who was injured in order to protect himself, Luo Tian was also slightly stunned, and his disgust for the Luo family couldn't help but drop a little, after all, the other party also saved your life!

Of course, the feeling of Luo Tianya will not change, how to beat it in the future, how to beat it!

After all, if it weren't for him, there wouldn't be so many moths now!

"Let's go!"

Before Luo Tian could react, the elder of the branch of the family suddenly turned his hands and directly put Luo Tian on his shoulders, and with a quick mention, the unconscious woman was also lifted in his hand, and rushed out of the Hundred Soldiers Pavilion with a dodge!

"I'll rub!"

Feeling the totemic light that came out of his belly involuntarily, Luo Tian couldn't help but complain wildly in his heart.

"This TM is also stuffy and violent!"

The previous favorability is instantly cleared!

Carrying Luo Tian in one hand and the unconscious woman in the other, the spiritual light on the surface of her body was released, forming a layer of shield, isolating the aftermath of the battle in the outside world, and the elder of the family branch of the Spirit Realm was rushing out of the market with all his might!

If he stayed in the center of the battlefield all the time, even if it was him, I am afraid that he would not be able to guarantee Luo Tian's safety!

"Drink!"

"Chongyue, Broken Mountains and Rivers!"

The old man with the sword used to use it so repeatedly, and at this moment, a ten-zhang sword slashed at the middle-aged man holding a folding fan.

The middle-aged man dodged the sword again in the same way, and said to the old man with the sword a little panting:

"Old guy, you're still holding on to using this high-explosive move, and your body is about to be unable to hold it, if you wait for this fight to finish, I'm afraid you won't have two years to live! Why bother? You just give me the things, I promise to leave immediately, and when you die, I may be able to take care of your family descendants for you!"

"Humph!"

"Chongyue, Broken Mountains and Rivers!"

The old man with the sword was unmoved by the words of the middle-aged man holding the folding fan, and reflexively slashed with a sword!

According to the descendants of the Buddha?

I'm afraid that I will be destroyed by you the next day!

Seeing that the old man with the sword was unmoved, the middle-aged man holding a folding fan also looked a little ugly.

The movement of the battle in the Guiyi Realm is so great, I am afraid that it has already alarmed the entire White Trace City, and now that it has been fighting for so long, I am afraid that those old immortals in the city are about to rush over!

As soon as his lips moved, the middle-aged man holding a folding fan seemed to want to say something more, but suddenly his figure was in a hurry, and he left where he was, and at the moment when the middle-aged man holding a folding fan just dodged away, an earthy yellow sword suddenly crossed the place where the middle-aged man holding a folding fan stood just now!

"Damn, old fellow! You forced me!"

His face was distorted, and as soon as he closed the folding fan in his hand, a short sword slipped out of the cuff.

The short sword was blood-red, as if it was made of blood, and even Luo Tian, who was thousands of meters away, could clearly smell a thick bloody breath!

Holding a blood-colored short sword, the momentum of the middle-aged man instantly became heavy, and a resolute young man turned into a monstrous killing god!

"Blood Soldiers!"

"You are a member of the Blood River Sect!"

Seeing that the middle-aged man holding a folding fan suddenly took out a blood-colored short sword, the old man with the sword instantly changed his complexion, turned around and fled into the distance, and he couldn't resist at all!

The Blood River Sect is the terrifying demon sect that almost slaughtered the Lingyue Kingdom with its own strength thousands of years ago, if it weren't for the critical time when the Lingyue Kingdom surrendered to the Heavenly Soul Empire and became its subsidiary kingdom, please mobilize the soul saint-level powerhouse to come out of the battle, I'm afraid that the Lingyue Kingdom would have ceased to exist by now!

But even if he invited a soul saint powerhouse equivalent to the realm of Tian Yuan, the Blood River Sect could not be completely wiped out.

Back then, the sect leader of the Blood River Sect, 'Blood Demon' Chu Jingtian, relied on the power of the blood soldiers to defeat the Soul Saint with a mere realm of melting gods, if it weren't for the fact that there were too many Soul Emperors from the Heavenly Soul Empire, Chu Jingtian would not have been dragged to death! The Blood River Sect would not have been exterminated! There would not be the current Lingyue Kingdom!

As soon as he saw the other party sacrificing blood soldiers, the old man with the sword naturally confessed in an instant!

"Humph!"

"It's too late to escape!"

A fishy wind blew, and the middle-aged man's eyes instantly bloomed with a blood-colored light!

"Blood Raven !!"

A sound of deep cold sound like the Nine Hells sounded, and the middle-aged man instantly turned into a bloody light and flew towards the sword-wielding old man!

"Chongyue, Broken Mountains and Rivers!"

The blood light turned by the middle-aged man was extremely fast, and the old man with the sword couldn't dodge at all, so he had to turn around and burn the true yuan with all his strength and slash back!

Rumble!

The blood color intersected with the earthy yellow light, but in an instant, the earthy yellow sword light was suppressed by the blood light that the middle-aged man transformed!

"Sting!"

The blood flashed, and a severed arm flew up suddenly, and the old man with the sword suddenly flew out, smashing through several walls before finally stopping!

"Die!"

The middle-aged man didn't talk nonsense, and instantly turned into a bloody light and rushed towards the sword-wielding old man again.