There are a total of twenty-one Xuan Kings in the Passing River Peak tonight, and eleven of them are placed in the prison in the back mountain. The remaining ten people, including Mo Qin, all stayed at the top of the mountain.

Mo Qin's order was very simple, as long as Guo Lin appeared, he would call Elder Hu to send a signal. In this way, even if Guo Lin really has three heads and six arms, and twenty-one Xuanwang Realm elders, under the attack, he will inevitably be shattered.

And as the chief elder of the Passing Chuan Peak, Mo Qin's own strength has also reached the level of the Xuanwang Fivefold, and he is convinced that today is the great son of his meritorious service.

However, he never imagined that he would see such a situation after coming here. The people who died tragically in one place were all the elders and disciples of the Lost River Peak.

Guo Lin came out with Qin Tianji, followed by a group of prisoners. A group of prisoners who have regained their strength.

When the enemy meets, his eyes are red, and it is superfluous to say anything at this moment. Qin Tianji, who hated Mo Qin to the core, took the lead and entangled Mo Qin, and he had two prisoners of the Xuan King realm by his side to help him.

If you ask which of these prisoners hate the most, the answer will be surprisingly consistent. That's the people of the Lost River Peak. The resentment that had been pent up for many years completely exploded at this moment.

The prisoners who have regained their strength are like wild beasts that have gone mad. Every move with all his might, like a flood that bursts the embankment, and like a stormy wave, is bound to raze the Passing River Peak, and everyone related to the Passing River Peak will be crushed and scattered. The entire back mountain, under the explosion of energy, has been constantly turned into ruins.

The disciples of the True Spirit Realm fell one by one. Even the elders of the Xuan King level were frightened under the attack of the crazy prisoners.

Mo Qin has the heart to rescue, but he lacks skills. As the chief elder of the Passing River Peak, he has the strength of the Xuanwang Fivefold. However, under the angry attack of Qin Tianji, who also had the fifth level of the Xuan King, and another golden retriever of the fourth level of the Xuan King, he defended but did not attack.

The information has been sent, and now he just wants to stall for time and wait for help to arrive, which is victory.

However, will Guo Lin let him get his wish?

Standing on a high place, Guo Lin, dressed in black, with long hair dancing wildly, overlooking the crowd of scuffles. He held the Scorching Bow in his left hand, and in the palm of his right hand, the Scorching Arrow spun violently and immediately landed on the spider silk string.

Full arc, launch. Energy concussions.

Spell arrows, scorching fangs, with terrifying heat. Wherever he passed, the man of the true spirit died immediately. The sound of "boom, boom, boom" air explosion is endless. The cold moonlight shone on his cold face, and at this moment, he was like an arrow god descending.

There are ten Xuanwang powerhouses on the side of Yuchuan Peak, but there are more on Guo Lin's side. Coupled with Guo Lin's scorching arrows, the battle situation was one-sided.

The prisoners were red-eyed, and only the splashes of blood could wash away their years of resentment. Bodhi Gate deserves to die, and the Passing Peak deserves to die. When the bloodthirsty feeling fills the heart, the killing is difficult to stop.

Kill, kill, kill.

It never stops.

When you are tired of killing, touch a handful of blood and water, and continue to kill.

The strong smell of blood filled the heavens and the earth, and at this moment, even the moon in the sky turned scarlet. On a bloody night, killing is the best interpretation.

When the last disciple of the Passing River Peak fell, the prisoners were almost exhausted. Of the thirty people, only eight people remained, all of them were strong people of the Xuan King, and all the people of the True Spirit Realm were also killed in battle.

And on the side of the Passing Chuan Peak, only Mo Qin was still struggling under the attack of these Xuanwang powerhouses.

Guo Lin said loudly: "Mo Qin." Framing me is the stupidest thing you've ever done in your life. Do you regret it?"

"I don't regret it, the reinforcements are coming, and it's you who are going to die. ”

Mo Qin was like a mad beast, he rushed left and right, trying to break the blockade. But how could Qin Tianji let him succeed?

"Mo Qin, when you framed my apprentice, did you think about today?"

Qin Tianji put away the long knife, lingering in flames, and slammed his palm. slapped fiercely on the Saint King Shield raised by Mo Qin. The Saint King's Shield shook violently, and with a powerful palm, it almost destroyed it.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, the eight Xuan Kings all used powerful spells. Ice arrows, fire, thunder, and hurricanes smashed down on it.

With a crisp sound, Mo Qin's Saint King Shield was finally destroyed.

Mo Qin's body shook, and he dodged the follow-up attack in embarrassment. But it was still surrounded in the center. At this moment, his face became grim.

"Guo Lin, do you think that in this way, you have won? Since you don't let the old man live, the old man will kill you on your back. ”

Mo Qin pinched his fingers in his hand, ignoring the ensuing attacks. At this moment, his eyes were full of cruelty, and he wanted to kill Guo Lin at all costs.

"Boom. ”

The attack of more than a dozen Xuanwang-level powerhouses has arrived, but Mo Qin just doesn't hide. He spat out a mouthful of blood, a sinister smile on his face, "You all have to die." Dark Purple Magic Wave. ”

I saw that a little black light radiated between the changes in his fingers. Black glow, with a dark aura of destruction. As his eyes closed, the dark aura continued to grow, and that little black light gradually expanded to the size of a disc.

Seeing this, all the Xuan King powerhouses were shocked, and an extremely exaggerated and frightened expression appeared on their faces.

Dark Purple Demon Wave, that was one of the famous stunts of the terrifying mad demon slaughtering the righteous people of the southwest back then, but today it actually appeared in the hands of the Elder of the Passing River Peak.

"Secretly from the Demon Wave, are you a madman?"

Everyone separated like an electric shock, and even Qin Tianji's face showed a solemn expression.

"If I'm a madman, do you still have a chance to talk nonsense? I didn't want to use this trick, hehehe......"

Mo Qin vomited blood, but there was a crazy smile on his face, "Let's die." ”

A little black light spread rapidly in an instant, and a black hole the size of a disk skyrocketed. The Dark Purple Demon Wave, devouring everything, shattering everything. Wherever they passed, not a single grass grew. Some of the Xuan King powerhouses who didn't have time to dodge, their feet, or hands, were swallowed by the Dark Purple Demon Wave, and after withering, they immediately turned into a pool of blood.

The encirclement and suppression circle was wide open. The Dark Purple Demon Wave skyrocketed again, and the four low-level Xuan Kings were completely devoured. Others, however, survived.

Mo Qin, who broke through at the cost of serious injuries, flew out of the encirclement, shook hands into claws, and hit Guo Lin directly.

He was glad that he had learned this trick from Xu Mo back then, otherwise he would definitely die today. It's just that this trick Dark Purple Demon Wave is a trick in the Great Shura Demon Skill, and he, who has not practiced Demon Skill, forcibly uses this move, which does great damage to himself.

However, it doesn't matter, as long as it is after today, he has time to slowly recuperate. Capturing Guo Lin now is the most important thing. Killing Guo Lin is the next step, and capturing him alive is life. He saw that Guo Lin was the soul of this group of people.

With a palm slapped out, the person was still far away, and the energy palm print of the palm wind had arrived in front of Guo Lin.

The five-fold powerhouse of the Xuanwang is not a person who can withstand the sevenfold true spirit when he is seriously injured. The five-fold powerhouse of the Xuanwang has the power of fifty thousand fierce horses, and in terms of strength alone, it is seven times that of Guo Lin, who is the seventh-fold of the Bi Zhenling.

A devastating attack, coming head-on. People do not hesitate to think that as long as this palm is strong enough to slap on Guo Lin's body, the latter will be crushed.

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