The conceited words spat out from the mouth of the five-tailed demon fox, and these hundred clan monks were like local chickens and dogs in his eyes, and they could be destroyed with their hands.

It's just a dozen breaths, and one after another, there are several great monks above the Purple Mansion whose eyes are blank, as if they have been slung out of their spine, and they directly collapsed to the ground with a pop, and they never got up again.

In the time of thirty breaths, those high-level Purple Mansion monks who had worked hard to support them were bleeding, and they raised their heads and spurted out a mouthful of blood in a muffled snort, and their souls flew away in despair.

Fifty breaths later, the faces of the three Yuheng real people who followed closely behind Yangchun Dazhen were purple, their eyes regained a little clarity, and the color of struggle flashed.

One of them looked up to the sky and roared: "No, I'm not reconciled, I am not reconciled!"

His arms fluttered wildly, and in despair, the Qingming acupoint suddenly exploded, and the red and white things splashed all over the ground, and the madness came to an abrupt end, and the corpse fell to the ground with a bang.

The dozens of monks who broke into the ninth passage were almost all wiped out in less than a hundred breaths, leaving only the Yangchun Great True Man of the Mixed Yuan Dao Gate to support him.

Beads of sweat slid down the neck of Yangchun Dazhenren, and he was now also at the end of the crossbow.

The illusion of the five-tailed demon fox can be called unique, not to mention that the realm of this demon fox far surpasses that of all monks, and it is completely crushing.

If it weren't for the fact that Yangchun Zhenren was a monk in the Holy Land, and had many means to resist spiritual invasion, I am afraid that he would have followed in the footsteps of others and turned into a lonely ghost on the Huangquan Road.

Unfortunately, the cultivation is incomplete, and if you want to break free from the shackles of this king's illusion, then you have to see if you have such luck. ”

The blood-colored brilliance in the eyes of the five-tailed demon fox shone more and more, and as his surging mana spread, Yangchun Dazhen's mouth and nose were bleeding, and his teeth were grinding like chaff.

After three or five breaths, his thoughts were already in chaos, constantly babbling gibberish, his hands interlaced, as if he wanted to grasp something in the void.

"Hey, this old dog's primordial spirit is a little weird, and he hasn't died violently yet!"

The five-tailed demon fox snorted coldly, according to his expectations, at this time, the Yangchun Dazhen should have exploded in his head, and the seven orifices bled to death.

Phew!

Suddenly, Yang Chun Zhenren's struggling eyes regained a trace of clarity, and he slapped his palm on his chest, and the violent palm force shook his internal organs and colic, and a mouthful of blood arrows spurted out.

He broke two ribs in his chest with this palm, seemingly self-harming, but he was trying to survive in death, forcibly breaking free from the illusion with physical pain.

The blood-burning secret technique was launched, and he fled hundreds of zhang in one breath, and the Yangchun Dazhen hurriedly rushed out of the clouds and mist, and directly stepped out of the enchantment of the ninth channel, so fast that even the five-tailed demon fox was a little caught off guard.

"Damn! Damn bastard! It's ridiculous to tell him to run away!"

The five-tailed demon fox fell into a rage, he was a dignified monarch and demon king, just a real person, just a stronger ant, he had a playful mentality, but he was escaped by this general.

Although he had the intention to intercept and kill Yangchun Dazhenren, it was a pity that it was difficult to do it again.

The prohibition at the entrance of the cave was a curse to him, and these people could come and go as they pleased, but to him, the guardian, it was a moat.

After all, the prohibitions of these passages were all set up by Yundu Tianzun, and they were not something he could break.

He roared hatefully for a dozen times, and the angry claws of the five-tailed demon fox slapped against the wall, causing a violent vibration.

Outside the cave, hundreds of pairs of eyes stared at the embarrassed figure that rushed out, and after seeing clearly that it was Yangchun Zhenren, Qi Qi gasped.

This Kaiyang Wheel giant of the Mixed Yuan Dao Gate was embarrassed, his face was withered and pale, and it was a world of difference from Fang Cai's ruddy and ruddy appearance, and his aura was even more sluggish, almost falling to the level of a great real person.

"What about the others, where are the real people of my sect?"

The Great True Person of the Heavenly Clan's face was flustered, and he stepped forward and asked the Yangchun Great True Person who had escaped.

Burst!

Yang Chun Zhenren didn't have time to answer, he staggered a few steps and fell to the ground, another mouthful of blood spurted out, his face was like gold paper, and his eyes were full of dead silence and fear.

"Dead, dead! all dead!"

Back and forth, this high-spirited and high-spirited Mixed Yuan Dao Sect giant who also had the heart to mock the Wind Absolute Ancestor was so frightened that his soul was in a rage, and he repeatedly chanted 'dead'.

"Ancestor, Ancestor, what's wrong with you? Hurry up, you idiots, what about the elixir, the healing elixir, why don't you take it out and give it to the ancestor?"

Shi Jiu's face was full of anger, but there were only two great real people who came into his mixed Yuan Dao Gate, one of them was still in other labyrinths, and only one of the great real people of Yangchun arrived here.

If there is anything bad about Yangchun Zhenren, his biggest reliance on this trip to the Yuan Dao Sect will be gone.

In a panic, those Taoist priests of the Mixed Yuan Dao Sect hurriedly took out jade bottles from the Na Ring and sent the healing pills inside into the mouth of the Yangchun Dazhen.

"Senior brother, senior brother, look at the old man's eyes, don't wake up quickly!"

After taking the elixir, a gray-robed veteran of the Mixed Yuan Dao Sect performed a condensation technique, wanting to forcibly pull the Yangchun Dazhen out of fear.

After a while, the hideousness and entanglement on Yangchun Dazhen's face gradually subsided, and the chaos in his pupils receded, returning to his usual restrained appearance.

"Jichuan, where is Jichuan?"

Spit out a mouthful of blood, Yangchun Dazhen's breath languished, and summoned his eldest disciple.

"Master, the disciple is here, what do you command?"

A drooping old Yuheng real person stepped out, knelt on his side of Yangchun Dazhenren on half a knee, and put his fingers on his veins, and his complexion sank suddenly.

Although Yangchun Dazhen has awakened, his internal organs and heart are in disorder, which can be regarded as a heavy blow, although it does not cause death, but if he wants to heal and return to his original appearance, he must retreat for at least one or two hundred years.

"Biography, pass on the old man's decree, all the monks of the Mixed Yuan Dao Sect are not allowed to step into the ninth cave without permission, strange... Monster...

Before the words fell, the famous giant's head was crooked, and he passed out directly because of serious injuries and exhaustion.

Nearly 100 monks from the Mixed Yuan Dao Sect jumped when they boarded, and they poured spiritual water into them, constantly pouring in mana and essence, hoping to alleviate the injuries of the great real people.

The hundreds of monks around looked at each other, and the giants of the several holy places all changed their colors, and they looked at each other one by one, falling into deep fear and fear.

Although the old ghost Yang Chun is not top-notch among them, he is also a giant at the level of the Kaiyang Wheel.

It's only been a long time, a big real person, three Yuheng real people, and dozens of monks, actually nine out of nine violent deaths, only the big real people barely escaped with heavy injuries.

What the hell is there in the ninth cave**, so terrifying, it almost scared Yang Chun's old ghost to death?

In the Qingxia Alliance, Bu Fanchen Zhenren looked depressed, and glanced at the two Qingxia Dazhen people with dark faces, they were also nervous and a little overwhelmed.

The Battle Saint is the backbone of the Holy Clan, and once something happens to the Saint Clan, the two of them will be responsible for their death as protectors.