Dao Jian was shattered, but Tianxuzi did not return to the sect immediately, he knew that his cultivation was not as good as a person, and the black-robed man would definitely be chased and killed here, and once he was caught up, he would only die. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

He gritted his teeth, in his eyes, there seemed to be two silver rays blooming, they were two complex and mysterious runes, the runes were engraved in the pupils, very strange, the moment they appeared, there was a buzzing accompaniment, Tianxuzi no longer hesitated, turned into a streamer, escaped into the ground, but did not break through a trace of soil, as if with the earth, as if one.

It's like infiltration, it's pretty weird.

As soon as he entered the ground, Tianxuzi kept moving, his speed skyrocketed, and he rushed frantically to the ground, with no direction, and he was bent on escaping. The vast spiritual power erupted in the body, like a tide, very majestic.

He was the least injured of the ten. His eyes were scarlet, and in his mind, scenes of Donglanshan sword cultivators dying in battle and exploding themselves kept coming to mind.

Those already enlightened faces, determined eyes, crazy smiles. There is despair, there is bitterness, but he is not confused, even if he sacrifices himself, he wants to buy time for his companions. They are engraved in their hearts and cannot be dispersed. Those faces, gathered together, were constantly distorted, constantly confused, and converged into a complex imprint, which was imprinted on the viscera and indelible.

It was they who exchanged their lives for death, Tianxuzi's long hair was fluttering, and the Dao seal under his feet was blooming with strange light, constantly shuttling through the ground, his hands clenched, and his nails were buckled into the flesh again. Let the wound that was originally scabbed tear again.

The pain in his heart came, he ignored it, it was pitch black in front of him, and he didn't know how long he had been fleeing before he stopped in a crypt, which was full of the smell of decay, dry bones, and incomparable. There is rotten flesh, and poisonous insects crawl on it, constantly tearing and devouring. These poisonous insects contain incomparably high poison in their bodies. It's a nightmare for mortals, but it's nothing for monks.

"You guys. . . I won't die in vain!" Tianxuzi clenched his fists, beat his chest unwillingly, and let out a muffled snort. His face was distorted, hideous, like a wild beast, and his mouth roared, and he could feel that his heart seemed to be torn by something, and a stinging pain came. When he looked up, it was pitch black, no sunlight, oppressive, silent, and could only hear his own heartbeat beating like a drum.

He sat cross-legged, leaned his back against the stone cave, and took the elixir. As soon as Qingyun's reinforcements come, they will break through the ground and fight against the demon cultivators!

Above the ground, the black-robed faceling man had already gone crazy, and under his feet, there was a black press, like a cloud of mist, constantly rolling, and the strange thing was that inside the cloud, there was also a beast's roar. He was constantly searching, chasing all the way in the direction of Qingyun, but he never found any trace of Tianxuzi.

"How could it be, with his strength, under my spiritual sense, that he would disappear without a trace?" The black-robed faceless man was shocked, and his heart was worried, he knew very well how much trouble he would cause if he let Tianxuzi escape this time! If he broke the elder's plan and condemned him, even if he cultivated to reach the fourth layer of Jindan, he would die!

"Impossible!" the faceling shouted, if he had an expression at this moment, he must be panicked and urgent, in his opinion, this day is empty, he can be killed with just a wave of his hand. But now, let him escape!

He faced the green clouds, and had a plan in his heart, the black clouds rolled, the beast roared continuously, and the whole person directly turned into a streamer and escaped into the distance.

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Within the Qingyun Sect.

The spirit beast chirps, the ancient trees are splintering, the falling flowers are colorful, the clouds are rolling and the clouds are soothing, and there is a peaceful scene. At the foot of Donglan Mountain, there are still many disciples, there is the sound of martial arts competition, this is the usual, ordinary morning, most of the disciples are in the stone house, cross-legged and condensed, the plan of the day lies in the morning.

At this moment, the earth-shattering roar, rolling from the sky, accompanied by thunder, exploded in the sky above the green clouds, countless complicated Dao seals, like a tide, endlessly, converged, constantly distorted, reorganized, these Dao seals, blooming strong light, like a round of small sun, dazzling, its light, too blazing, directly overshadowed the golden sun in the east.

Everyone, their bodies trembled, they all stopped the movements in their hands, looked at the sky together, revealing confusion and incomprehension, at this moment, the disciples of the four mountains all looked towards the sky, and the strong light fell into their pupils, but it was not dazzling, not only them, the deacons and elders of the four mountains, who were originally cross-legged, closed their eyes, or preaching and teaching, all stopped and looked up at the sky!

In the Spirit Beast Valley, the fog was confused and noisy, but when the strong light appeared, they all quieted down and raised their heads together.

Qingyun, look at the sky!

The Dao seal converged, distorted and reassembled, and was molded into words, word by word, appearing in everyone's sight, forming a momentum that roared in everyone's hearts.

"In the lower reaches of the Tianhe, there is a demon cultivator. Fu Dao Mountain Tianxuan escaped without a single life, and the remaining nine people did not survive!"

These words, is the Heavenly Void Zi crushed the Dao Jane, illusion out, but also he forcibly consumed half of the essence, sent back to Qingyun, these words, is a phantom, but like a substance, after staying for a few breaths, suddenly shattered, roaring into the sky, turned into golden powder, scattered in the void, can not be caught, can not touch. Because, this is a wisp of essence.

It's just that this sentence made countless Qingyun Sect people roar in their hearts. The four mountains are in charge, stepping out in one step, standing on the top of the mountain, with a look of anger and a majestic aura, surrounding the body.

Among the four, Dong Lanshan sat on the throne, his face was gloomy and trembling. The anger is like the sea, and the sky is rolling. In his body, there was a roar of thunder, like a beast roaring, shaking the four mountains, majestic and incomparable.

"Demon Cultivator, appear!"

His gaze is resolute, changing the previous peace, the whole person is like an unsheathed sword, sharp, he stepped on the void, looked back at Donglan, the sword qi around his body, the moment he appeared, instantly changed the surrounding peace, making the air, all become violent, become chaotic.

The three mountain palms looked at him in unison, silent, but they knew it in their hearts. The seat of Donglan Mountain, named Jade Jianzi, is like a sword in the scabbard on weekdays, without showing its edge, and there is no wave in ancient times. But once this sword is unsheathed, it is bound to see blood, and the blood sacrifice sword means that there will be a bloody massacre!

Now the sword is unsheathed. To be killed, to be destroyed!

In the roar, he hunted in his robe, and his furious hair rushed to the crown. The sound came out, like thunder, and the roar continued. Under this majesty, there was a dead silence all around, and no one dared to say anything.

"Kill me Donglan Sword Cultivator! This hatred is not shared with the sky! I need to sacrifice with blood! All Sword Cultivators, follow me to destroy the Demon Cultivator!"

His voice made Donglan Mountain begin to roar and shake, and in the mountain, there seemed to be a sword roar, which exploded in the sky, overshadowed the thunder, and pierced the sky!

It is drinking, roaring, this sword roar, also represents its attitude!

"That's the Sword Shrine of the Mountain!"

"The sword mound is roaring, Donglan..."

In addition to Donglan Mountain, the rest of the three mountain disciples looked at the east peak together, that mountain gate, called Donglan, is famous for its sword, and it makes people tremble with killing. It symbolizes Qingyun's face, symbolizes Qingyun's sharpness, no matter who it is, what sect, those who want to rub their sharpness can only be killed!

Now, that's exactly what happened!

Dozens of figures rose to the sky, they were dressed in white robes, with cyan auspicious cloud lines, everyone was rolling in anger, and their eyes were full of vendettas!

These dozens of figures are all Donglan Jindan Sword Cultivators, with deacons and elders.

"Those who offend me Qingyun are unforgivable, and we are willing to follow the throne and go together!" At this time, hundreds of figures rose up to the sky in unison, all of them were Qi Condensation Sword Cultivators, and the ones with the least strength had also reached the seventh layer of Qi Condensation. They are not the leaders of Qingyun, but they have shed blood and fought for Qingyun.

They are the most mediocre of talents. The people of the same generation have already reached the golden pill and served as the elder, but they have lost their chances, lost their talents, and are still wandering around in condensation.

Even so, their vision and their strength should not be underestimated!

The key is that once the combined attack formation they have realized is displayed, even if it is Jin Dan, they must be afraid of three points!

Yu Jianzi turned his head and looked at these sword cultivators one by one, and between his eyebrows, he was heroic. They are proud, because they are a part of Donglan, those firm eyes, high-spirited, not at all good Jindan!

Jade Jianzi nodded, looking into the distance.

At this moment, Dong Lan has become the most dazzling existence of Qingyun, and they, like soldiers on the march, are ready to kill the enemy army!

"Those who offend me Donglan, although far away. . . Punished!"

In a word, it caused an earth-shattering commotion. made all the Donglan disciples surging with blood, and their blood seemed to be ignited, completely boiling, with evil energy, rising to the sky!

Fu Dao, Zizhu, Tianmen Three Mountains, all looked at the sky, from which the shadows of many people appeared.

Mu Wan, Danya, Lu Yu, they looked at the sky, their hearts shaking!

In the Fudao Mountain, a streamer appeared, stepping into the void,

"Tianxu is my disciple of the Mountain Gate, and the old man is here to help you wait for a hand!"

The ink hair danced, this person was Qingyan.