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At this time, it was Lingyu who led everyone into the abyssal sea for more than a thousand miles!

An Shaokang stepped on the blood mist of the day and continued to move forward. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

A proud figure, standing in front!

"Bai Zhantian, a swordsman of the Sword Spirit Continent and a monk of the Sword Pavilion, is here today!" Bai Zhantian stood there, his face wide, with indescribable majesty.

An Shaokang was angry in his heart, as a demon ancestor, he had killed an unknown number of Jindan monks! When did a Jindan monk dare to be so arrogant and stop in front of him?

The majesty of the demon ancestor is no longer in the eyes of others?

An Shaokang was not polite at all, and when he saw Bai Zhantian blocking the road, he immediately snapped his fingers. The magic weapon flying sword was damaged, and he was rare and refused to use it again, but as a demon ancestor or a demon ancestor with a magic weapon, how could there be fewer spiritual treasures and magic weapons?

Facing Bai Zhantian, who was blocking the road, An Shaokang's face was gloomy. As a demon ancestor, how could he care about a little Jindan monk? Even if he was a sword cultivator with unparalleled attack power, he didn't care!

Under the yuan baby, they are all ants!

To deal with ants, magic weapons are enough!

An Shaokang waved his hand, and a magic weapon flying sword roared out.

Bai Zhantian let out a long laugh, turned into a rainbow light, and rushed forward wildly. Facing the flying sword sacrificed by An Shaokang, Bai Zhantian didn't care, just threw a punch......

An Shaokang's heart jumped, not good!

Sure enough, even if it is Jin Dan Sword Cultivation, whose body is tempered to be extremely strong, it is not the opponent of the flying sword. That punch blasted out, and as soon as it touched the flying sword, it was immediately crushed.

Blood, gushing out!

Bai Zhantian shouted loudly, and the flying sword slashed out rapidly! At the same time, the blood quickly condensed......

An Shaokang's heart flashed wildly, this kid is really dead!

At that moment, without hesitation, Lingbao suddenly bombarded out.

I saw a seal appear in the air, and it was like a hill in a flash, suppressing it.

The sword of blood, sure enough, took shape and slashed out in a flash. The seal couldn't help but shake, and when he looked at it again, there was already a deep sword mark on it.

Immediately, Bai Zhantian let out a long laugh, escaped from the light, and rushed towards the demon cloud.

An Shaokang's complexion changed greatly.

He remembered the Jindan Sword Cultivator who appeared earlier......

The demon cloud was stunned for a moment, and the next moment, it had already appeared hundreds of zhang away!

However, it was still too late.

There was a trace of blood at the corner of An Shaokang's mouth, and there was murder in his eyes.

was attacked twice in a row, injured the magic weapon and injured himself, but he didn't even get a gold pill...... An Shaokang's heart was angry, and it burned uncontrollably.

So, let's kill them all!

These injuries are not a big deal for An Shaokang, and they are not a problem at all. Besides, it's just some Jindan monks, what's there to care about? As long as they meet, they will kill the killer, what is there to worry about?

At this moment, Shi Armor and Bai Zhantian have fallen!

Lingyu, with a group of people, arrived on the other side.

Far away, feeling two consecutive fluctuations, Lingyu's face turned pale.

"This is the ...... you forced me" The corners of Lingyu's mouth were miserable smiles, and the moment she flew forward, she stretched out her hand and took out a vermilion talisman.

As soon as she saw this talisman, Lingyu remembered hundreds of years ago. At that time, she was still a little mortal who had just reached the cultivation realm, and she had not even reached the foundation building period. Under the guidance of a few leading disciples, Lingyu went to the Sword Pavilion alone......

The danger can be imagined. On the way, Lingyu actually encountered a demon beast! Although it was only a mere demon spirit, it was powerless for Lingyu to resist.

At the critical moment, a sword light came from the sky, and suddenly twisted the demon beast into a blood mist in the sky! Lingyu was so frightened that she stood there and watched stupidly, not knowing what to do at all.

Then, a middle-aged man in a cyan robe suddenly appeared beside Lingyu, looked at her outfit, comforted her a few words, and even brought her to the Sword Pavilion, and before leaving, he also left this vermilion talisman for her.

At that time, Lingyu didn't know that this face was ugly...... No, who is the man with a noble and strange face, and only later did I know that it was the famous Pang Si Gong in the entire cultivation world.

Monk Pang Shishi!

Lingyu still remembers that Pang Sigong said to her: "Girl, don't be stupid! This time, it can be regarded as the fate of you and me, so let's do it, I will leave you a talisman, if you encounter any crisis that you can't deal with, set it on fire, and I will definitely come." ”

At that time, that kind of sky-high arrogance made Lingyu deeply intoxicated.

Now, maybe it's time to use this talisman......! Will you remember the little agreement of the day? Lingyu was also apprehensive.

But now, it's just a try!

As soon as he stepped on the other side, Lingyu saw a blood-colored brilliance burst from afar!

She even heard the passionate voice!

"Yan Shan, a swordsman of the Sword Spirit Continent and a monk of the Sword Pavilion, is here today!"

Is that...... Yanshan.

This thoughtful little guy is also dead?

Lingyu closed her eyes, tears pouring out wildly. It's just a small abyssal sea, and three Jindan monks have fallen in a row?

At this moment, suddenly, a sky-high blood light shone in front of him, and a mighty voice resounded throughout the universe: "Sword Spirit Continent swordsman, Sword Pavilion Monk Chihai, stop the enemy here today!"

But...... What about the promised help?

Lingyu cried loudly: "You liar......! Sword Spirit Continent swordsman, Sword Pavilion monk Lingyu, ...... today"

Suddenly, at this moment, the sky suddenly darkened.

At this moment, before the Chihai Flying Sword came out, it directly released the eight layers of essence blood in the whole body, condensed the sword of blood, and slashed at An Shaokang! At the same time, it turned into a retreat and flew towards the demon cloud, the intention was very obvious, that is, to detonate the golden pill!

An Shaokang sneered, before he used his killer from afar, killed Yan Shan, and didn't let him show any skills, but now in the face of Chihai, how can he let him succeed?

was about to perform a killing move, and suddenly ...... His body stiffened.

The sky suddenly darkened, and an endless coercion enveloped the world.

Even he, the demon ancestor, couldn't move under this coercion!

God, who is the power here? An Shaokang was almost frightened.

Immediately, I saw a flash of brilliance in the sky, and endless sword qi surged out.

The entire sky collapsed and twisted, and a long, deep sword mark appeared.

This sword actually cut through the space at once!

Lingyu burst out laughing.

At this moment, she was no longer a Jindan sword cultivator, as if she had become that helpless girl again.

"Which old man is calling me?" a hoarse voice with an indescribable charm. Immediately, a pair of hands appeared in the sword mark in the sky.

These hands are white and warm, like beautiful jade. Such a pair of hands gently grabbed the crack that had been cut open in the space, and with only a slight point, a large hole immediately appeared.

Immediately, a long figure appeared between heaven and earth.

Ever since that voice sounded, An Shaokang was so frightened that he couldn't care about the enemy in front of him anymore, so he turned around and fled! What kind of demon clouds that were putting on a srest, all of them were forgotten, and all the strength was converging into his body, and he broke through the sky with a light.

Such a method can not be used by the Yuanying Monk......

At least a monk of the Tribulation!

Don't look at the Yuanying Monk and the Crossing Monk, it's just a difference of the first order, but the strength is ...... It's a world of difference!

Under the primordial baby, they are all ants. However, for the Monk of the Tribulation, the Infant Monk is an ant!

The gap between the Monk and the Infant Monk...... It's like the difference between a mortal and a Jindan monk.

Unless...... You have treasures that can defy the sky, such as ...... The innate treasure may be able to redeem the defeat. However, how many innate treasures are there in this world?

An Shaokang doesn't have such treasures, even the magic weapon, there is only one.

So, he ran away at once!

Chihai is just muddy, forgetting everything, just wanting to detonate Jin Dan to stop such a life-and-death enemy. But he didn't want to, and suddenly a huge force suppressed it out of thin air, smoothing out the violent Dan Qi in his body.

Chihai was shocked, what a great power this is?

Before he could come back to his senses, he saw a figure appear in front of him.

This figure, long and majestic, stood proudly in the void, with an ancient face and hands behind its back, although it did not exude a trace of strength, but it had a bearing that made people's hearts break.

"See Your Excellency!" Chihai stared, suddenly shouted in surprise, and fell to the ground.

The person who came, it was the Sword Cultivator Pang Servant!

"Why are you here?" In the face of this leader from the Sword Spirit Continent and a monk with a nine-turn golden pill, Pang Sigong was also very fond of it, and couldn't help but speak, and then his face became serious, "Why are you so reckless, you want to detonate the golden pill?"

Chihai's face changed, and he turned his head to look behind him, full of sadness.

Pang Sijun frowned, didn't speak, just looked at the void in the distance, suddenly stretched out his hand, and grabbed it gently.

In the distance, thousands of miles away from the Red Sea, suddenly, a huge hand suddenly appeared, just lightly fishing...... Suddenly, An Shaokang exclaimed, and the magic weapon flying sword whistled out.

But everything was in vain, he only felt a huge sword qi, bombarding his body pervasively. Yuan Ying was instantly imprisoned and unable to move......

Then there was a flower in front of him, and he was in front of Chihai.

As soon as An Shaokang turned his eyes, he saw that there was another person beside him, and he was suddenly full of despair: "Pang Sigong!"

As such a powerful person, how could the Demon Ancestor not pay attention to it? Seeing him appear at this moment, An Shaokang suddenly knew that he was finished.

Previously, he killed Brother Jindan, as if he was looking for something, but at the beginning, he was caught off guard and was counterattacked twice. However, now I met Pang Sigong......

Pang Sijun even let him escape, but as soon as he stretched out his hand, he took it out.

This is the difference between the Infant Monk and the Monk of the Tribulation.

The monk of the catastrophe, the divine sense is majestic and vast, covering thousands of miles in an instant, just waiting for leisure!