Jing Wenting was injured by the sword formation, his heart was flustered, and he hurriedly fled into the distance. [No pop-up novel network]

"Wenxuan, come and help me!" Jing Wenting ran towards Jing Wenxuan, who was healing, and shouted as he walked.

Wei Wuji knew that Jing Wenxuan still had combat power, and it would be difficult for the two to deal with it when they joined forces. In addition, Nie Qingyi and Gan Wuya are still being chased by each other, and they must rush to the rescue.

Thinking of this, Wei Wuji threw out two more sword shapes, an eight-person sword formation!

The eight sword rays shuttled through the void, dragging out a long afterimage, and instantly caught up with Jing Wenting, whirring and whirring! The sword flickered, like a streamer flying, and blood splattered in the middle, as if a blood flower was in full bloom.

Facing the eight-person sword formation, Jing Wenting had no power to resist at all, and his body was pierced by the sword shape, and he died on the spot.

The scene of Jing Wenting being attacked by the sword array fell in the eyes of Jing Wenxuan, who was healing, and he gasped. From the two of them starting to attack, to the end Jing Wenting died, but in a moment, they were all seventh-order cultivators, and the difference was too big!

In fright, Jing Wenxuan rose up and fled into the distance.

Flowing clouds are thousands of illusions, Wei Wuji's body is like a phantom flowing cloud, and he caught up with the other party in an instant, and the eight sword shapes roared. Jing Wenxuan's strength was originally lower than Wei Wuji's, and he was hit hard, and he was killed by the sword array without any suspense.

The first time the sword formation faced the enemy, these few blows with all his strength, Wei Wuji was also a little out of breath.

All in all, there is still a difference between actual combat and battle against the array spirit.

Jing Wenting was the strength of the seventh order just now, and it was in the eighth order, and there was no meridian that had been derived and penetrated. can withstand the five-person sword formation, and if it fights for a long time, his five-person sword formation can win in the end. The six-person sword formation was unable to resist the other party, and the eight-person sword formation was an instantaneous kill.

Wei Wuji counted the results of the battle, and in Jing Wenting's storage space, there were about more than four hundred spirit stones, as well as some essence stones, essence stones, gold and silver things, clothes, pills, and other miscellaneous items. The bladed longsword is a fine black iron steel, which can be used as a sword casting material when melted.

In Jing Wenxuan's storage space, in addition to spirit stones, gold and silver, there is also a ink-colored puppet, which looks quite extraordinary.

"I'm not familiar with the puppet technique, and I'm about to use it to practice. ”

Wei Wuji pocketed what he had gained, and hurriedly chased in the direction where Nie Qingyi and Gan Wuya had fled, and broke into the wall of fog.

At this time, Gan Wuya and Nie Qingyi were in the thick fog, and they had been chased by Elder Jing to the point that they had no way to go to the sky and no way to enter the ground.

Gan Wuya's strength is the lowest, and he is already out of breath, as if he has broken the bellows, and he is panting rapidly.

"We are here, fighting each other!" Nie Qingyi didn't want to run away, it was really uncomfortable to be chased and killed by others.

"No, stay here, the two of us are dead! Senior Sister Nie, in that direction, a distance of a hundred zhang is our only chance of life. Gan Wuya held the three dice tightly in his hand and said hurriedly.

"Look at you like this, I'll help you. Nie Qingyi said anxiously.

"Thank you, Senior Sister, how can you help?" asked Gan Wuya.

"Carry you away. Nie Qingyi grabbed Gan Wuya's belt and ran into the distance with it in his hand.

After almost ten breaths, the two ran to a hundred zhang, and Nie Qingyi put down Gan Wuya, "Wuya, almost a hundred zhang, where is the safe place you said?"

The dice in Gan Wuya's hand were thrown out with bone, rolling on the ground and stopping.

"Sixteen steps over there...... No, eighteen paces!" Gan Wuya put away the dice and walked forward.

The two took eighteen steps and huddled together side by side.

"This is the safe position you said, let's just stand here without doing anything?" Nie Qingyi asked in surprise.

Gan Wuya nodded, "Senior Sister Nie, I swear, this is the safest place within a radius of ten miles! As long as you deviate by one foot, even if it is half a foot, it will be a dangerous place of death." ”

"So amazing?" Nie Qingyi listened to the other party's mysterious explanation and asked in disbelief.

"I once relied on the divination of the dice to get out of Cave D, which was full of demonic beasts, and finally found a safe place to advance to the Qi Refining Realm. Gan Wuya nodded and said, "Senior Sister Nie, you must believe me." It's my talent!"

While the two were talking, there was a sound of breaking the sky in the distance of the dense fog, and Elder Jing chased after him.

A divine consciousness and mind swept over, Elder Jing found the two of them, and hurried over to this side, "I can catch up with you, it's medicine again, it's runes, and the old man almost missed, hehe, if you two juniors are gone, where will the old man's face go in the future?"

In the thick fog, Elder Jing came to the two of them, and saw the two strangely huddled side by side, and he was stunned for a moment. He looked at it with a frown, and finally made sure that there was no danger, so he walked over with a smile.

"What should we do?" Nie Qingyi felt the oppression of Elder Jing's power, and his heart was inexplicably frightened, and he asked in a low voice.

"Don't be afraid, Senior Sister, let's just stand like this, standing motionless, Xiang, believe me......" Gan Wuya's strength was only at the first rank, and at this time, he was suppressed by Elder Jing's might, and he was already trembling and sweating like pulp.

Elder Jing swept over, and was about to make a move at the two of them, when suddenly, an astonishing aura came from the depths of the dense fog, woo! A strange whimper came, not like the sound made by a demonic beast, but it was more shocking and deterrent than the howl of any demonic beast, making people's hair stand on end, terrifying and inexplicable.

"W-What kind of sound is this?" Elder Jing stopped, his face was terrified, and he looked in all directions, and his divine sense and mind searched into the depths.

Nie Qingyi also quietly searched with his divine sense and mind, but was pulled by Gan Wuya, "Don't, don't search with your mind, don't do anything at this time, yes, it's the safest ......"

Nie Qingyi's face was also pale, nodded and stopped.

The terrifying sound, from far and near, seemed to be in imminent danger.

Elder Jing's face became even more ugly, and he suddenly snorted, his mind was counterattacked by the existence in the dense fog, and he suffered a lot. He took a step back, and with a thump of energy, a dozen insects flew towards the thick fog.

He released the worm and stood nervously in place, his hands pinching the trick into a handprint, and his whole body glowed with a faint fluorescence.

After five breaths, he let go of his whole body, as if he had received an invisible blow, took three steps back, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

Woo woo! A strange sound came, close at hand, and suddenly the wind and clouds surged all around, and the thick fog spread in all directions.

A black shadow swept by, as if it was a long whip, and slammed it on Elder Jing's body.

Elder Jing let out a miserable scream and flew into the air to the side.

Several more whip shadows stretched out from the thick fog, entangled Elder Jing to death, and pulled hard, even tearing Elder Jing into several pieces!