Then the man slowly turned his head, the blood in his mouth dripped down his chin and fell on the roof, his eyes were full of fear and despair, he opened his mouth to say something, but as soon as he opened his mouth, more blood gushed out of his mouth, and he fell headlong with a "plop" sound, and there was no more sound.

Zimo slowly stood up with Zicicada on his back, raised his foot and flew the person's body out, and landed right in front of Gu Xingchen.

"Boom! Xuanming Sect monk, but that's it! ”

A hoarse laugh came out of Zimo's mouth, and as soon as he raised his hand, the Killing Sword appeared in his hand, and a trace of red aura began to appear, surrounding the Killing Sword, and the other six flying swords circled back and forth around Zimo's body.

"You're not dead yet!"

Gu Xingchen looked at the disciple at his feet, and his face showed a solemnity that had rarely been seen in so many years, because at this moment, he actually sensed a dangerous aura from Zimo's body.

The rest of the Xuanming Sect were also extremely ugly, they didn't know if this was a person or what it was, because at this time, Zimo's body was already stained red with blood, and his two eyes were like an bottomless abyss.

The few contemplation stage disciples who were still thinking about being in the limelight just now turned pale one by one, secretly glad that someone had just gone before him in order to steal the limelight, otherwise he would probably be lying there now.

But Gu Xingchen's words were not answered, because Zimo's figure disappeared the moment his words fell.

"Stop at the gate of the sect, don't let him escape!"

Gu Xingchen saw Zimo disappear, and for the first time he found that he couldn't sense the breath of the other party, so the first thing he thought of was that this person was going to flee again, he was not wrong to think so, this was also the first reaction in everyone's hearts, after all, this was in the Xuanming Sect, and there was also his own sect master in charge, no matter how strong that person was, he was just a monk in the condensation period.

But their mistake lies in what they should have in their hearts, and at this time, Zimo only had killing in his heart, and he had no idea of escaping.

As soon as Gu Xingchen's figure flew out dozens of zhang away, he heard three screams, he suddenly stopped his body and looked back, and saw Zimo standing next to a contemplation stage disciple, that condensation period disciple was also Zimo who killed the last contemplation period monk at such an instant, after all, the speed of the condensation period disciple was not as fast as the worship of leaving the soul realm, let alone Gu Xingchen of the Tongxuan realm, so they all fell behind, giving Zimo the opportunity to kill them.

Slowly pulling out the killing sword inserted in the disciple's chest, and throwing his body on the ground like a dead dog, Zimo licked his lips and looked at Gu Xingchen and the remaining eight monks, in addition to Gu Xingchen, three from the Soul Realm, four from the Spirit Infant Realm, and one from the Condensation Realm.

At the same time, more Xuanming Sect monks woke up from meditation after hearing these screams, and the sky was already bright.

"You're looking for death!"

Gu Xingchen roared angrily and flew towards Zimo, because of his misjudgment, he lost three more disciples of his sect, one of whom was still a disciple of the Gu clan with good talent, and he was usually deeply loved by him.

"You've already said that once!"

Grappling cruelly at Gu Xingchen, Zimo's figure suddenly disappeared again, Gu Xingchen's face changed, he waved his hands out again and again, and the flying swords turned into Yuan Qi rushed in all directions, but after a few breaths, a miserable scream came again, this voice was not beside him, but from the mouth of a disciple who was rushing in the distance at the peak of the late stage of condensation.

"This is what you kid forced me to do, heaven and earth are the realm, illuminate the world, manifestation!"

A bright light suddenly appeared on Gu Xingchen's body, and then a bright light fell from the sky, and Zimo's figure finally appeared, this spell is a spell that Gu Xingchen is quite reluctant to use, because this is a consumable spell, and it needs to be cultivated again to supplement it once used, which is very resource-consuming, and in most cases it is used when fighting with monks of the same level, but I didn't expect it to be used on a junior this time.

"Found you!"

Gu Xingchen's voice was full of anger, and his figure also appeared in front of Zimo, and then the bright light falling from the sky seemed to have turned into ropes wrapped around Zimo's body, Gu Xingchen put his five fingers together and shouted in his mouth, "Finger to the sword, sword five!" ”

A pillar of purple air as thick as an arm emanated from his five fingers and slashed directly at Zimo's body, Zimo's body was as if he had been hit by a mountain, and the whole person spurted three mouthfuls of blood in a row and fell to the ground.

"Dragon Baby!"

Zimo was already very weak at this time, and he let out a low snort.

The dragon baby in the storage bracelet had already felt that Zimo was in danger, but he couldn't get out.

As soon as it appeared at this moment, it first caught Zimo, and then the two huge dragon heads roared at the same time, "Roar! The sound of the dragon's groan was like the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder falling, and several disciples of the Contemplation Stage who were rushing to the scene fell from the sky one by one, and even the monks of the Spirit Infant Stage felt pain in their eardrums.

Put the cicada on the back of the dragon baby, and explain to it that it is optimistic about the cicada, Zimo struggled to get up from the back of the dragon baby, and the whole person was shaky.

"Hehe, if you want to make trouble today, just make a bigger fuss!"

As he spoke, he seemed to touch the wound, Zimo coughed again, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and there was a hint of madness in his eyes, he was now at the end of the crossbow, after all, the gap between the two cultivation was too great.

The dragon baby lowered his head and spat out two red and white flames, and the two flames suddenly merged together in mid-air, forming a kind of flame that seemed to be red but not red, mixed with wisps of pale color, and the flame fell on the building below, which turned to ashes at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I didn't expect that after the dragon baby advanced, the power of the flame has been greatly improved, but I don't know if it has other abilities!"

Zimo was also a little surprised in his heart, but he didn't expect that Long Ying had gradually followed his footsteps, stretched out his hand and patted Long Ying's head, Zimo said coldly, "Rush over!" ”

Those disciples of the Xuanming Sect were also shocked when they saw the dragon infant that was more than ten zhang long, they really didn't know what kind of spirit beast this was, and the flames in their mouths were so powerful.

The dragon infant wings rushed towards those low-level disciples, the flames in his mouth were like demons harvesting life, and in a short time, four or five disciples of the contemplation stage were burned to death, and the corpse capital turned into ashes in an instant.

Gu Xingchen's eyes were red, if he didn't kill this son today, then his prestige in the hearts of the disciples of the sect would plummet, thinking of this, he gritted his teeth, and a small tripod appeared in his hand, this tripod was full of fiery red, with three legs, less than the size of a palm, Gu Xingchen took this tripod and threw it upward, the small tripod slowly enlarged in mid-air, and then with a sound of "dang", this tripod trembled by itself, and ripples came out from it, falling towards Zimo.

Zimo only felt as if someone had pricked his brain with countless needles, and his whole face was instantly pale and decadent, like a dying person, he knelt on the back of the dragon baby on one knee, the sweat beads on his face dripped down his cheeks and fell on his chin, and the blood in his mouth also overflowed along the corners of his mouth, mixed with sweat dripping on the scale armor of the dragon baby.

The dragon baby was so shocked by this sound that it kept howling bitterly, and blood was spilling from its mouth, but it stimulated its ferocity, and it kept spitting flames to the ground, as if venting its anger.

In the middle of the air, more and more Xuanming Sect monks rushed over, among them was the Gu Bufu who was guarding the spirit grass, he looked at the dragon baby in the middle of the air and gasped, looked up along the dragon baby, and saw Zimo who was half-kneeling there.

"Why is this son familiar?"

He said secretly in his heart, frowning and thinking for a while, his face suddenly changed greatly, "Isn't this the disciple who just came to plant spirit grass yesterday, how could he be here?" I heard the sect disciple say just now that an outsider broke into my sect, could it be him? ”

Thinking of this, he was also worried in his heart, if the sect master knew that he had taken this son in, he didn't know how he would punish himself, so he quickly pretended not to see Zimo, and took a few steps back towards the back of the crowd.