Xiao Shanzhen's recovery state has undoubtedly given everyone present great confidence.

Even if it was chased and intercepted by the Xuanguang Mountain monks behind him several times, the entire fifth-order silver boat was already scarred, but everyone's mood was relaxed.

"I've been hunted down by them all the time, and it's time to return the color."

"You have to hurt them at least once, and you can't let these people attack as much as they want." In the spirit boat, Zhang Lie said.

The monks of the Xuanguang Mountain lineage were undoubtedly well prepared, the three-headed Yuanying level fierce spirit blood corpse, the evil blood baby, and the special fifth-order spirit boat owned by every Jindan real person launched a siege and interception from all directions, if it weren't for the extremely special Filth Cloud Fierce Light Environment in the Filthy Cloud Heaven, which was too conducive to the fleeing side, this fifth-order silver boat would have been destroyed long ago.

Even now, it is only a matter of time before this outcome continues.

Although this fifth-order silver boat has undergone special cultivation and can be controlled by the Purple Mansion monks, the Jindan Zhenren far surpasses the Purple Mansion monks in terms of mana purity and profundity, not to mention that there are also some Purple Mansion monks in Taiyue Gate, Soul Returning Valley, and Bliss Immortal Township who can take turns to urge mana.

The only good news is that it is impossible for the three sects of Xuanguang Mountain to prepare too many Dingchen Pills, and the six spirit boats that are chasing and killing cannot be the monks of the three sects.

"We have to fight back once and hurt the other party in order to buy enough time for Xiao Shi's recovery."

"Is the target chosen for Meng Tianxiao? He was sealed by Xiao Shanzhen's sword in his throat, and even if he didn't die, he was seriously injured, not to mention that this guy should be the leader of these people, and killing him can have the effect of dispersing people's hearts. ”

Because he saw with his own eyes that Xiaoshan Zhenren had given Zhang Lie a transmission talisman spell, Xie Jingliang's courage also became greater at this moment.

If it were in the past, the four words "Killing the Venerable Master" would have been enough to make the monks of Xuanguang Mountain tremble.

"No, I'm not targeting him."

Looking at the Filthy Cloud Sky map in front of him, Zhang Lie's fingers kept tapping, and finally, it landed on one of the six Jindan True Monks:

"My target is her."

On the silver spirit boat, when several monks were discussing, among the fifth-order spirit boats chasing and killing in the rear, Meng Tianxiao, who was seriously injured, was panting heavily, and beside him and at his feet, there were already several disciples of the Soul Returning Valley, dark red blood overflowing, and the blood clots of the mutilated corpses were broken.

"How can you lose? How could the situation come to this point! ”

Surrounded by flowing sweat, soaking through the robe, Meng Tianxiao stood in a pool of blood and whispered and roared, as if he was an evil dragon that wanted to devour people, which was daunting.

For the sake of the previous plan, Meng Tianxiao has repeatedly deduced it I don't know how many times.

Xiao Shan is all certain to die, and even he has secretly informed his two subordinates, hinting that they will take action against Zhong Yue, Ji Wufang, Yun Meng and others after the matter is completed, even if the Nether Blood Curse is back, he will eat it all.

As a result, the spirit ship that was supposed to enter the game turned around at the last moment and did not take any risks.

This variable made the overall plan change from the beginning, and the three-headed Yuan Infant Blood Corpse had to take a direct attack, and the sect disciples who had already set up the formation in the Flying Floating Mountain also had to take the initiative to attack and attack—and then the situation was linked one by one, and it gradually fell to the point where it is now.

At this moment, although the party still maintains a certain advantage, Meng Tianxiao, who has killed countless people in this life and has also experienced countless desperate situations, has already smelled that the smell of death is gradually approaching.

His reason told him that he should retreat now, however, Meng Tianxiao chose to take the initiative to extinguish this spiritual intent, and he let his demonic heart stubbornly and wantonly pollute the boiling mana of his divine consciousness.

"Sect Master, you sent someone to call me?"

At this moment, an old gray-haired Purple Mansion monk came to Meng Tianxiao's side to give a salute, he ignored the bloody corpses all over the ground, and remained respectful and calm.

"Xie Yun, you have been in the valley for more than three hundred years with the qualification of a single spirit root, and you are still an early stage cultivator of the Purple Mansion, and the upper and lower levels of the Soul Valley look down on you, yes or no?"

"The disciple's qualifications are dull, and he is really a negative sect cultivator." When the white-haired monk Xie Yun heard this, he replied.

"Hahahaha, no, it's not because of your blunt qualifications that it has been difficult to break through for hundreds of years, but because you are a good person, a naturally good person!"

"Hahahahaha, who would have thought that among the Purple Mansion monks in the Soul Valley, one of the four murderous places, there would be a good person, a good person who naturally doesn't like to kill! Hahahaha"

At this moment, Meng Tianxiao, who was dressed in a black robe, laughed so much that he seemed to be about to lose his breath, and he laughed so much that tears seemed to flow out.

“…… Disciple, disciple"

The old white-haired monk Xie Yun clenched his hands into fists and bowed his head at this moment, finally feeling a little frightened. At this moment, he really couldn't figure out what the Great Elder Meng Tianxiao in front of him was thinking.

Because of the unknown, fear arises in the heart.

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. I called you this time, not to clear the portal, on the contrary, I want to hand over the Dao system of the Soul Valley to you. ”

The more Meng Tianxiao spoke, the more he whispered.

If it weren't for the white-haired monk standing in front of him, it would have been difficult to hear the almost murmuring whisper.

"This, Great Elder, there are countless senior brothers and junior brothers in the Soul Valley who are better than me, not to mention that you are at your peak, how could you suddenly want to do this, please think twice."

"It is the principle of heaven that the murderer will always kill him. Today's event is coming, I admit it, and they will admit it too! But you are different, obviously as a monk of the Soul Returning Valley, you have almost never cultivated the Soul Returning Valley's Killing Dao Method, if one of the people can leave alive this time, I think this person should be you. ”

When Meng Tianxiao said this, the white-haired old monk finally understood what the Great Elder meant: in Meng Tianxiao's heart, he no longer had confidence in the success of this pursuit.

"Great Elder, it's too late for us to withdraw and retreat. Even if you offend Xiaoshan Old Demon Xuanguang Mountain, you can't stay any longer, but as long as you are in the Soul Valley, you can start a sect and establish a strong foothold. Xie Yun said comfortingly.

However, in response to him was the categorical refusal of Meng Tianxiao, the Great Elder of the Returning Soul Valley:

"Either you win all life or you lose all death. This seat has no interest in a draw between winning and losing. ”

"Okay, don't talk nonsense anymore, you guy doesn't have any talent except for being a bad good person, I'll give you something here, you have to keep it after you leave, after this battle, whether I win or lose in the end, I don't want to see you again, and when I see you again, it's your death."

As he spoke, Meng Tianxiao stuffed a hard object into the hands of the white-haired old monk in front of him, and then said:

"After a while, I will arrange for you to leave with a spare spirit boat, that fourth-order spirit boat can't completely block the erosion and pollution of the fierce light, although you have the protection of the Dingchen Pill, but you can't do anything with people in the filthy cloud sky again, you must leave this place as soon as possible, otherwise it is still possible to be eroded by the fierce light."

"Alright, let's go. Hurry up, get out. ”

After doing all this, he waved his hand and sent the Purple Mansion monk away. Meng Tianxiao turned around and sat back in his position, supported his forehead with his hand, and began to think about the strategy of pursuing and killing later.

After all, he still refused to admit defeat easily.

A person like Meng Tianxiao, he can lose or die, but he doesn't admit defeat.

At the same time, on the other side, the silver spirit boat also successfully locked on a fifth-order spirit boat controlled by a real person in the Jindan Realm through various methods, and rushed into it.

Blood clouds lingered, and the filthy clouds were full of fierce light.

In the face of the collision and attack of the silver spirit boat, the white spirit boat did not back down, but met it.

Because I don't think I'm going to lose.

"Hmph, this is bullying the real people who are lonely and have few disciples?"

As the cold intent was revealed, the filthy clouds and heavens within this area seemed to be frozen and frozen, followed by a cold whisper of divine consciousness that penetrated the bone marrow.

Xuanguang Mountain Yunmeng Zhenren is from a casual cultivation background, and she has only focused on her own cultivation over the years, and she has not included disciple cultivation at all.

At this moment, in the spirit boat controlled by Yunmeng Zhenren, although two eight foundation building monks of the Purple Mansion also flew out when responding to the enemy, but these people were given to her by the three sects of Taiyue Gate, Soul Returning Valley, and Bliss Immortal Township, if Yunmeng Zhenren herself was not injured, with her withdrawn and joyful temperament, I am afraid that she would not accept the assistance of these low- and middle-level monks at all.

At this moment, the silver spirit boat was clearly aimed at rushing towards itself, which also made Yunmeng Zhenren feel very annoyed in his heart.

In fact, she was not wrong.

In Zhang Lie's judgment, even though Yunmeng Zhenren, who was born in loose cultivation, had extremely good means, he was slightly weaker than Jindan Zhenren from the sect in terms of background.

What's more, in her previous encounter, she was injured by Xiaoshan Zhenren. Zhang Lie fought with her again, understood some of her methods, and under the superposition of various reasons, there was no reason not to choose the direction of Yunmeng Zhenren when breaking through.

But in Yunmeng Zhenren's position, this kind of offense from a low-level monk was still intolerable.

Before the implementation of this plan, Meng Tianxiao had already shown everyone the terrifying power of the Blood Infant in advance, so Yunmeng Zhenren could also confirm that even if Xiao Shan cracked the control of the Blood Baby, at least in a short period of time, he would definitely not be able to recover his vitality.

In other words, all he needed to fight was a few Purple Mansion Stage cultivators. There is no need to win, as long as there is a slight delay, others will come quickly.

At this time, no monk of Xuanguang Mountain will not do his best, Meng Tianxiao, Zhong Yue, Ji Wufang, there is no one who does not know the horror of Xiaoshan Zhenren for 800 years of cultivation, this time let him escape, and everyone will be greeted by the second half of his life that can no longer sleep with peace of mind.

The fighting methods of the two sides entered the most intense situation from the beginning.

The first person to strike was Mingfeng Lao Dao Xie Jingliang, who was holding several fourth-order high-grade talismans in his left hand, and urged them to be used in one go, but this blow was thrown out of tens of thousands of spirit stones at any cost. In the next moment, Xie Jingliang turned the flying sword in his hand into a dragon, and the imperial envoy struck it out, completely showing the advantages of his divine consciousness mana cultivated in the later stage of the Purple Mansion in a very short time.

Yunmeng Zhenren has a cold temperament, and his friendship with the monks of the three sects of Taiyuemen, Returning Soul Valley, and Bliss Immortal Township is not deep, and everyone's cooperation is more about interests.

In this case, the monks sent to her by the three sects were of course not the backbone of the sect, and the four Purple Mansion monks and the eight foundation building monks were suppressed for a while just in the face of Xie Jingliang, who was going all out.

When the two brothers, Wei Yuanchen and Wei Yuanhong, made a move, and there was even a Purple Mansion monk who was the weakest in cultivation, who was instantly created into a mortal situation, and was defended by the ice and fire twin swords in a short period of time, and broke through his body.

Compared with these hostile monks, Wei Yuanchen and Wei Yuanhong can definitely be called the backbone of the elite monks of Danyang Palace, especially when these two brothers join forces, so they have a deep and absolute trust in each other, and their combat power when they join forces to fight swords and spells is much higher than that of normal alliances.

And at this time, Yunmeng Zhenren's whole person has been overwhelmed by the endless layers of golden armor in front of him, the Immortal Venerable Niankong's chaotic golden light armor and aurora puppet technique are all stunts, and at this moment, he even swallowed the pill to stimulate all the divine consciousness mana potential, and among the golden glow that spread all over the sky, there were countless golden armor heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals pouring out, driving clouds in all directions, which can be called a huge and majestic weather.

However, standing in the center of these golden clouds and the attacks of the heavenly soldiers, the stunning female cultivator in blue clothes and white hair had a look of disdain on her face, her lips slightly opened, and she spit out the word "seal".

Even if it is a million soldiers, what can it be in the face of the infinite power of natural disasters and ice?

The sky was full of ice and snow, and the terrifying chill spread in all directions with the female cultivator's body as the center, and at the same time, its Jindan realm was greatly opened, and the millions of soldiers and armor in all directions, although they were flying rapidly, it seemed that they would never fly in front of Yunmeng.

Jin Dan is so fierce that Si is not a well-known Purple Mansion master like Immortal Zun Niankong, who can expect to challenge, even if Yun Meng is actually not lightly injured.

"Die!"

Yunmeng Zhenren turned around on the spot and threw a cloud-like gauze in the direction of the immortal Venerable Niankong, this gauze transformed into a handsome snow sculpture with two wings spread out and several zhang in size, fiery red eyes, and black claws.

"Wow!"

With a sharp chirp, the snow sculpture flapped its wings and flew away, shuttling through the gaps between the golden-armored heavenly soldiers who were frozen in ice, and rushed straight to the direction where the Immortal Venerable Niankong was.

However, at this moment, with Yunmeng Zhenren as the center, golden walls appeared out of thin air, they were walls, but they were also doors!

The fifth-order middle-grade charm, the eight-door golden light talisman, after casting, takes the enemy monk as the center, summons eight eight and sixty-four golden light arrays, trapping the opponent, even if it is a Jindan period monk, it is difficult to resist without means of restraint or high formation cultivation.

Yunmeng Zhenren has been cultivating for hundreds of years and has profound knowledge, so of course she can recognize this formation.

He frowned slightly, as if he was worried that Zhang Lie and the others would escape by using the time they were trapped in, because the whole person turned into an ice crystal blue light and flew into the golden gates on one side, but from a bird's-eye perspective, he could see that the entire Eight Gates Golden Light Array was slowly moving and moving around with that blue light as the center, endless mystery, although the Yunmeng real person who was in it frequently changed the direction of the flight, but in fact, she was always in the center of the entire formation, unable to get rid of it.

"It's hateful, if I hadn't been seriously injured by Xiao Shan, the Jindan Realm couldn't be fully opened, how could I have fallen into the formation so easily?"

It seemed to whisper resentment, but the speed of the ice crystal blue light did not decrease in any way.

Just when Yunmeng Zhenren seemed to be getting more and more anxious, in the dark void behind her, it seemed to be a sword-like phantom, and it seemed to attack and kill slowly.

It's just that the moment before this sword wire was about to touch Yunmeng's real body, it slashed at a circle of ice blue realms that suddenly became translucent, and the terrifying cold snap attacked in an instant.

At the same time, Yun Meng Zhenren, who had his back to the attacker, also showed a touch of pride on his beautiful face, like a little girl succeeding in her prank.

"Got you!"

"My enmity with your master, you will repay one or two first!"

Centered on the blue-clothed and white-haired Yunmeng real body, a terrifying ice dragon-like cold aura spread.

In an instant, behind him, the sword-wielding man in a black Dao robe slammed into the ice.

If it was an ordinary Purple Mansion monk, at this level, it would already be up to Yun Meng to handle it at will, but Yun Meng looked up to Zhang Lie unusually well.

As she turned around, an extra golden bell appeared in her hand, which shook gently with the injected divine sense mana.

"Bell bell bell ......"

Four clusters of incomparably bright, diluted and extremely strong mana fluctuations, were summoned and sacrificed, flying towards the young Daoist who was frozen by the terrifying cold air.

"Remember when you are reincarnated in the next life, don't think that refining the sword qi thunder sound and refining the sword into silk is enough to fight the world. What's wrong with learning to learn those ancient dead sword maniacs? Very foolish. ”

Although one mass was missing, even the remaining four regiments of Gengjin Essence Sand were terrifyingly destructive, and they could be compared to any fifth-order top-level magic weapon.

The only drawback is that the amount of this fine sand decreases with each use. Other than that, there really are no drawbacks in terms of power.

"Bang, bang......"

Without waiting for the four clouds of Gengjin Essence Sand to be all gone, the black-clothed Daoist sealed in the ice stone had already been bombarded into a burst of blood mist.

However, before Yunmeng Zhenren could make a slight adjustment and press the smugness in her heart, she found that in the blood-black and red blood mist in front of her, the demon head was rolling, and finally a long banner with white bones as the material and human skin as the face faintly appeared, the treasure of the Demon Dao: the Taiyin White Bone Banner.

It was at this moment that the golden wall of light beside Yunmeng Zhenren fluctuated, and a monk holding a long sword containing majestic sword qi walked out of it.

Although this person was Zhang Lie, at this moment, Yunmeng Zhenren almost felt that he had never known each other at all.

At this moment, at the forehead of the young Taoist, a dark golden light cluster opened, like an ancient god's eye, looking down at this moment, the divine power is like a prison!

"How is it possible, how is it possible?"

"How could a monk from the Purple Mansion Realm defeat me in the realm of illusion?"

Yunmeng Zhenren only had time to let out such an angry roar, just because the sword she faced next had already swept away all her superfluous thoughts.

In the state of opening the purpose of Haotian Law, Zhang Lie shot with all his strength, and the sword qi that swept away was like a hurricane descending, like a roaring tide, and like a thunderstorm...... The sword pressure was like moving mountains and seas, and the rational Yunmeng Zhenren clearly knew that he was the Jindan Zhenren, and the other party was just a Purple Mansion monk, but the stronger survival instinct overwhelmed everything, and at this moment, he was clearly going to die!

"I'm going to kill you, a sword is enough."

This was the last word Yun Meng heard in this life, and then, endless darkness swept in.

The blade of the Heavenly Pupil was superimposed on the blessed state of Haotian Law Purpose, and the strength of the sword intent was almost enough to cut through all the differences between illusion and reality, and when Yunmeng Zhenren's mind was suppressed by Zhang Lie's sword heart, she was already dead, no matter how strong her mana was objectively and how high her realm was.

Zhang Lie also saw that Yunmeng Zhenren was broken by Xiao Shi's blow, so he concluded that her Dao heart was not strong, and she was definitely not enough to face her own sword.

Otherwise, if the other party does not die, then the one who dies should be himself.

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Today's blind date, the difference in the number of words will be made up tomorrow

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