Not good!

Sima Lingxi slapped the storage bag on her waist with one hand, and after holding the long sword in her hand, her body jumped out and she wanted to go to the entrance of the cave to meet Murong Bai.

Sima Kui also picked up the convenient chain shovel with a solemn expression, flew up, and followed closely behind Sima Lingxi.

Just then, suddenly.

Sou!

A faint light and shadow that was extremely fast swept quickly from the square.

Sima Lingxi's beautiful eyes shrank, and before he cleared the person, he suddenly found two charm-like faint lights coming together.

"Lingxi, get out of the way!" Murong Bai's divine sense was relatively strong, and after discovering Sima Lingxi from afar, he immediately transmitted the message.

Sima Lingxi was surprised, and the light and shadow in front of him had already swept not far in front of him.

"Young master, get out of the way!" Sima Kui's face changed greatly, and he pushed Sima Lingxi out, and then picked up the Fang Lian Shovel and greeted him.

But at this moment, two black fish lights condensed out of thin air, one on the left and one on the right, and they were on Sima Kui's neck.

"Don't move, move, I want your life!" Long Xiaoshan, who fled in embarrassment, finally grabbed a life-saving straw.

"Long Xiaoshan, let go of Sima Kui!" Sima Lingxi flipped his wrist, and a pitch-black iron ball appeared in his hand, glaring angrily.

"Long Xiaoshan! There is a kind of letting go of Sima Kui! Let's fight alone!"

At this time, Murong Bai and Feng Qingwu had also arrived, and they saw that the clothes on the two of them were all strips, and they were dirty, as if they had crawled out of the mound.

In the past ten breaths just now, Murong Bai and Feng Qingwu can be said to have fled desperately.

Every time the two of them swept forward, there was a rumbling sound like the sky collapsing behind them, and if they were any slower, I was afraid that the two of them would be buried underground.

And Long Xiaoshan is no exception, just run away, it's just a life-threatening gallop.

"Hmph!Murong Bai!Hand over the Quasi-Emperor Soul Grid!I'll let him go!" Long Xiaoshan escorted Sima Kui, and while making conditions at Murong Bai, he galloped backwards.

Murong Bai, Sima Lingxi, and Feng Qingwu carried weapons and followed closely behind.

"Well said, as long as Sima Kui is released, I'll give it to you!" Murong Bai chased after him, thinking about how to deal with it.

"Murong Bai, you can't give it to him!Don't forget, the Quasi-Emperor Soul Grid also has a share of me!" Feng Qingwu said to Murong Bai while putting on a red shirt.

Murong Bai immediately pouted, to say that although the quasi-emperor soul was important, it was impossible to watch Sima Kui's death on the spot.

After putting on her clothes, Feng Qingwu saw that Murong Bai actually ignored her, and immediately sighed in her heart, this stunned Qing wouldn't really give his soul to Long Xiaoshan, right?

"No! you can't say anything cheap, Long Xiaoshan!" Feng Qingwu thought of his dead fellow disciple, and his anger was uncontrollable, and he immediately let out a cold snort, waved a purple feather fan, and blasted towards Long Xiaoshan.

"Feng Qingwu, what are you doing!" Murong Bai and Sima Lingxi changed color at the same time, and then they both jumped up and attacked Feng Qingwu.

I don't know why, in the great earthquake, the space of this ancient battlefield of human demons was extremely messy, and even time was losing at an accelerated pace, so the use of body magic and divine consciousness were no longer imprisoned.

"Hahaha! Murong Bai, give you a stick of incense time to think about it! Otherwise, when the time comes, our jade will be burned!" Long Xiaoshan carried Sima Kui, unfolded his body, and swept quickly in one direction.

Bang!

Murong Bai was in a hurry, and punched in front of the amorous dance, because Feng Qing's dance was too fast, he actually hit the huge fist print.

Fortunately, Murong Bai didn't exert much force at all, Feng Qingwu was just shocked and flew out, and at this time, the three of them had already distanced themselves from Long Xiaoshan!

Just when Murong Bai was about to unfold his body and continue the pursuit, a sudden change occurred!

I saw a cyan light and shadow, like a ghost, suddenly appeared in the oblique thorn, and it was already lightning fast, and slapped a palm on Feng Qingwu's back, and then a golden light rope suddenly appeared, tying Feng Qingwu into a knot.

"Zhong Wuya! Let go of Qing Dance!" Murong Bai's eyes shrank, and he immediately roared and quickly slashed out.

"Haha! Murong Bai! Our account, when Lao Tzu breaks through to the martial master realm, we will settle it together! Don't worry, I won't kill her, she is my talisman now!"

Zhong Wuya held Feng Qingwu's body hostage, and said viciously at Murong Bai as he ran.

"I promise you! As long as I let her go, I will spare your dog's life!" Murong Baiqi's lungs were about to explode.

In the former, there was a dragon Xiaoshan who robbed Sima Kui, which already made him angry enough, and then a Zhong Wuya suddenly appeared and kidnapped Feng Qingwu, it was really a wave of unsettled, wave after wave!

"Silly comparison! You don't know yet! The space of this human and demon battlefield has long been messy, and if you want to get out, you can only rely on the boundary breaking charm in Long Xiaoshan's hand! So, Lao Tzu has no time to take care of you now! However, don't worry, I can't bear to kill such a delicate and beautiful person!"

Before Zhong Wuya finished speaking, he took Feng Qingwu, who was already angry, and swept towards the direction where Long Xiaoshan had just disappeared.

Pursue!

Murong Bai grabbed Sima Lingxi's slender waist, used the treading wave to control the stream, and with a sigh, turned into a ray of light, and followed.

What was strange was that Sima Lingxi leaned against Murong Bai's warm and powerful arms, not only was he not embarrassed, but he felt an inexplicable sense of security.

It's a vast, unbridled grassland with ruined attics.

On the edge of one of the cyan and somewhat broken altars, Long Xiaoshan was holding Sima Kui.

After a while, he saw a blue-red light and shadow in the distance, sweeping in his direction.

"Long Xiao Mountain, do you know Lao Tzu!" Zhong Wuya came to Long Xiao Mountain in front of Long Xiao Mountain in his arms, and said in a cold voice.

You must know that most of the disciples of the puppet Xuanzong were attacked and killed by Long Xiaoshan, Zhu Xiongbiao and Tang Hao.

If it weren't for Zhong Wuya's cleverness and pretending to be dead to deceive the past, I'm afraid he would be holding hands with a few senior brothers and crossing the bridge at this time.

"Hehe! You're not dead, what a good skill!" Long Xiaoshan glanced at Zhong Wuya and Feng Qingwu, and said in some surprise.

"This account, Lao Tzu will calculate it for you at the Six Sects Conference in a while! Give me one of your boundary breaking talismans!"

As he spoke, Zhong Wuya's wrist flipped over, and a pitch-black cylinder the thickness of an arm was held in his hand, aiming at Long Xiaoshan.

"Don't be afraid! This weapon is called insinuation! Even a junior martial artist will die on the spot! I advise you not to use your brains!"

"Hehe! The insinuation of the puppet Xuanzong has been heard of for a long time, but I heard that once this weapon is detonated, its lethality is enough to cover a radius of three miles, so I don't believe that you don't even care about your own life!" Long Xiaoshan looked at the pitch-black cylinder, and his eyes shrank suddenly.

This chapter,Thorn Tong is sent on the road.,Arrived home at half past seven.,Start to code words with all your might!

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