On the periphery of Banfeng Mountain, at the boundary of the bamboo forest, there was a loud sound that made people's ears flutter and deaf. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Many cultivators heard this loud noise, but they didn't show any curiosity, nor did they want to get closer to find out, but instead looked nervous and retreated farther away.

The matter of the Soul of Annihilation had already been known to the cultivators who were still in the Banfeng Mountain Range, and they also knew that the little phoenix of the Vermilion Bird Sect, Murong Yuluo, and another mysterious boy were restraining the Spirit of Extermination, so they were not surprised by this, and they did not have the strength to fight the Spirit of Annihilation, so it was better to choose to go farther at this moment.

Going far, in a sense, is a help, at least not a burden.

Li Molan's figure swept through a mountain forest and passed by a huge lake.

His right arm was already dripping with blood, his flesh was exploding, and he couldn't even hold the sword in his hand properly.

So he could only gently carry this North Sea Dragon Elephant, his right arm hanging weakly, thinking to himself how could this life-destroying spirit be so powerful?

Previously, he held the Dragon Elephant Sword in his hand, and the self-confidence in his heart swelled to the extreme, and he turned around without knowing whether he was alive or dead, and used the Heavenly Dragon Fall and Surprise Elephant Roar in the Dragon Elephant Three Styles.

After the two terrifying sword moves landed on the Spirit of Life Destroyer with a very strong sword momentum, it was not able to injure it, but instead the Spirit of Life Destroyer punched him with a backhand, which actually shattered the bone of his right arm, making him a half-crippled person for the time being.

At this moment, his right arm has been completely paralyzed, and he has lost consciousness, and the blood is flowing out uncontrollably, and he is extremely injured.

Such a serious injury cannot be recovered without a month of cultivation and pranayama, especially if there is no real elixir, and if you want to restore your right arm to its original state, it will take a longer time.

Although Li Molan regretted her previous recklessness, she now has a clear understanding of her strength.

In a sense, it is also a realization of how terrible the natural enemy of life, the soul of destruction, is.

Covering her right arm with her left hand, Li Molan swept over the lakeside in the forest with a pale face, looking back, the Spirit of Extermination seemed to be cleaning up the demon beasts encountered on the road, and had not immediately caught up with it for the time being.

Li Molan gritted his teeth, first connected the acupoint on his right arm to stop the bleeding, and then had a little luck to stabilize the injury as much as possible, and finally after the chaotic qi flowing indiscriminately in his body was completely cleaned up, he breathed a sigh of relief.

For the time being, he can't use a sword, and his left-handed sword is not good at it, and now and for more than ten days, he can't fight with people for the time being.

He secretly thought that although he was ashamed to say that he could contain this life-destroying spirit, but when he really faced it, he found that his strength might not be as strong as he imagined, especially the two swords that had just turned back were too impulsive and undesirable.

At this moment, the sharp pain in his right arm temporarily stopped, more like a nerve paralysis caused by excessive pain.

Li Molan heard heavy footsteps behind him.

It seemed that the poor monsters had been killed by the Soul of Extermination, and then the big guy pursued them again.

Li Molan got up and glanced back with a pale face, although the sky was a little darker, but the colorful chaotic qi on the body of the Soul of Annihilation was still like a bright light, revealing its position at all times.

It was slightly cool because the sun was about to set.

In the dim skylight, the sound of waves in the lake can be heard on the lakeside, and the trees in the distance are moving, leaving countless shadows on the ground.

Li Molan adjusted her breathing as she walked towards the other end of the lake, and the tiredness in her heart temporarily swelled up, and then she was suppressed by him.

Murong Yu has phoenix fire wings, and his speed is extremely fast, but if he wants to find those geniuses of other sects on the periphery of the wasteland of Nuoda and gather them all, this is really a difficult job, especially it takes a lot of time.

Li Molan felt that she might not be able to delay it for that long.

Moreover, at this moment, he couldn't help but have a doubt.

Even if it was to gather all the young cultivators in the Yubei Tomb together...... Is it really a monster that you can't help it?

Although Li Molan's strength is not the strongest, but he holds the Dragon Elephant Sword in his hand, it is definitely not an exaggeration to say that he is the top class, but at the moment, his lore style only leaves a few faint white marks on the body surface of the Soul of Extermination, which is too terrifying.

At this moment, all the cultivators in the Banfeng Mountain Ridge who got the news rushed to tell each other, most of them gathered in the direction of the Broken Dragon Cliff, those cultivators were of low strength, most of them were in the realm of enlightenment, and they could not give any help when they were on the Soul of Annihilation, so they could only let them leave first.

The powerful young cultivators are all hunting demon beasts and searching for treasure in the Eternal Night Wasteland.

So outside the Listening Wind Bamboo Forest, in the edge area of Banfeng Mountain, in this mountain forest, there are not many demon beasts left, and only Li Molan is left in the human race.

Li Molan looked at the Chaos Giant that was gradually approaching, and ran through the forest with a pale face, grabbing his right arm, and finally appeared in a field.

This is the junction of the Banfeng Mountain Ridge and the wasteland and snowfield.

He stood in the open field, looked in the direction of the moor, and began to run.

He would never enter the snowfield, and for now he could only flee to the wasteland one step ahead of time, lest he be chased and killed by the Spirit of Destruction.

It is rumored that the snowfield is shrouded in a huge spatial fault, and it looks calm on the outside, but if you step into it, it will disappear in an instant, and no one knows where it appears.

In contrast, the wasteland, although there are many dangers left in it, is much more lovely than the snowfield.

Li Molan ran quickly, and the true qi under his feet rolled into a rainbow, making him run on the field almost like a fly.

In just an hour, he has traveled hundreds of miles.

The sun finally set, and the sky turned into a heavy night.

The stars hang down and the plains are wide.

Li Molan glanced blankly in the direction of the snowfield, then looked at the night sky, and wondered if she had come to the Eternal Night Wasteland?

Suddenly, he stopped.

It wasn't that he dared to turn around and wait for the soul of destruction that was chasing after him, but that he had to stop his pace at this moment and think again, where should he go?

He may not have stepped into the Wasteland of Eternal Night, but his heart was as cold as this cool night.

He saw several life-destroying spirits passing through the wasteland.

After being hunted down by the Spirit of Annihilation for more than a whole day, how could he admit his mistake, and how could he not recognize the chaotic qi?

In the wasteland, there are actually several life-destroying spirits, and they are brutally killing those seemingly powerful demon beasts to slag, as if they are demon gods of the mixed world!

Li Merlan suspected that he was hallucinating in front of his eyes, a life-destroying spirit was terrifying enough, why were there so many life-destroying spirits in the wasteland?

Sure enough, the small world of Yubei Immortals is on the road to destruction?

He didn't care about the life or death of the Yubei Tomb, and he didn't even care too much about whether he could get the inheritance of the Yubei Immortals, he just wanted to leave this ghost place safely now.

Behind him, there was a life-destroying spirit from Banfeng Mountain Range chasing after him.

The life-destroying spirits in the wasteland ahead had already discovered his existence.

Attacking back and forth, there is no way back.

Li Molan gritted her teeth, thinking that this was not forcing him to a dead end?

Fight or flee, of course he chose to flee.

Where to flee to? Whether it is Banfeng Mountain or the Eternal Night Wasteland, it is no longer safe.

Then there was only one place left.

He had never thought of going there, but he would rather die slower than be killed immediately by the Soul of the Destroyer.

His right arm flickered limply on the right side of his body, and his arm was covered in viscous blood.

The front swing of his scholar's shirt danced slightly.

Turning around, he ran as hard as he could, and finally disappeared into the snow.

The moment he entered, his entire figure suddenly disappeared from the snowfield, as if he had stepped into another time and space.

Several of the pursuing Chaos Giants stopped and did not follow in.

They couldn't feel each other's breath, so it was natural that the boy should be judged dead.

So they left here and wandered among the tombs of Yubei, continuing their mission to wipe out all the lives they saw.

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In the middle of the wasteland, somewhere in a hilly area.

The eternal night shrouded the land, seemingly depriving it of all light, except for the chaotic aura emanating from the spirit of extinction, as bright as a lamppost.

A giant Chaos giant ran across the wilderness, and in response to it were several young cultivators who were constantly on the run.

Murong Yuluo didn't expend his strength to use his fire phoenix wings, but galloped across the wasteland with several cultivators around him, talking about something at the same time.

Among the people in this group are the disciples of Emperor Zizhai, the disciples of Qiu Ming Mountain, the disciples of Daomen, and the young genius Xiao Yi from Guanxin Valley.

This group of people can be said to be the most powerful group of people in the Yubei Tomb, and each of them is a genius above the middle stage of the three realms.

However, at this moment, although they walked together, they still inevitably suffered the result of being chased and killed by the spirit of extinction behind them.

Lan Kewu asked as he fled, "Miss Yishui, you said that with our strength, do you have a chance to turn around and destroy this life-destroying spirit?"

The woman in white named Yi Shui ran at the front of everyone, dressed in white like a leader, she heard this, and said without looking back: "It is impossible." ”

Among the people present, only she and Lan Kewu were the strongest, and after listening to her words, Lan Kewu sighed: "Yes." ”

As he spoke, he glanced back at the Soul of Life Destroyer who was chasing after him with reluctance, and at the same time shook the hilt of the sword at his waist.

Emperor Zizhai has four guests in the Spring and Autumn Period, and Lan Kewu is one of the summer guests.

And the sword on his waist is naturally the Mangzhong sword among the famous swords of the four seasons.

He and the female disciple of the Dao Sect named Yi Shui were the only two people who entered the Dragon's Eye Realm in the room.

It was precisely because of this that he knew deeply how terrible this life-destroying spirit was.