"Ah?????h

Another scream was heard, and the dark night had become a kind of horror teaser. Yanchen threw away the dry death in his hand, ignored the other fleeing monks, and clenched his fist, he felt that the strength of his body was strong to a limit, and he gradually found that there was a membrane blocking his power from advancing, and he was constantly impacting this membrane.

But this film seems to be very thin, but the strength of the body is helpless, and more powerful force is needed. Just now, he had already absorbed more than a dozen fourth-level Qi cultivators in a row, and there were also three or four fifth-level Qi cultivators, all of whom had turned into a huge amount of energy and fed into his body.

"If there is a cultivator who has cultivated more than eight layers of qi, this diaphragm ?????" Yan Chen's eyes flashed.

"But the monks who came up from this mountain are basically the fourth and fifth layers of Qi cultivation, and they have never seen anyone who has practiced Qi at the seventh or eighth level, and even if they encounter it, it will be a little difficult to kill it. ”

And at this moment, Yan Chen's eyes looked fiercely at the place that was about to approach the foot of the mountain, where a few people formed a team and were sweeping towards the outside of the mountain, a middle-aged man with a white face and beard, followed by several monks of the same kind, but the monks behind were all frightened, and the middle-aged man was gloomy.

He was holding a glowing sword in his hand, illuminating the path ahead, and bursts of coercion came from the sword in his hand. Yan Chen's eyes flashed, "The peak of Qi training." ”

His eyes flashed, and he swept directly down the mountain.

The middle-aged man and the group of monks had just walked out of Lion Rock, and they all breathed a sigh of relief, but the middle-aged man had a horizontal sword body, and the sword light stretched directly to a zhang away, slashing towards the rear.

Rumble??? With a bang, a stone-sized stone behind him was directly split in half, and a figure flashed to the side. "Those who practice qi at the peak are really not vegetarian materials......"

"This fellow Daoist, why is he chasing after us?"

"Hey???? Because I like you?? ...... of blood" Yanchen laughed eerily in the night, a pair of fangs glowing eerily in the night.

"Ah??? He??? He??? He's the demon......" A third-level Qi cultivator next to him shouted. When the middle-aged man heard this, his face suddenly became gloomy, he clenched the spirit sword in his hand slightly, and said to Yanchen: "You want to die, since this is the case, the demon will die." “

Suddenly, a snow-white sword qi swept towards Yanchen, who didn't dare to underestimate it and hurriedly dodged. With a red sound, the debris of the place where he had just now splashed, and a sword mark appeared. Yan Chen was startled, his cultivation qi was at its peak, and the monk who was about to enter to build the foundation was really terrifying.

"Flowing water??" Suddenly, the middle-aged man let out a deep sigh, and then the spirit sword appeared in front of him, like a row of swords appeared in front of him, these swords were extremely soft, like flowing water, but they emitted an astonishing killing intent, shooting towards the wild goose dust.

"Wow??? It is the flowing water swordsmanship of the flowing water family. This demon is going to die. Several monks around looked at the middle-aged man with excited expressions.

Yanchen's face suddenly changed, and he retreated violently, but it was not as fast as the sword, and then followed. There were four loud bangs, and I didn't even hear the screams, and the wild goose dust didn't know whether to live or die.

Boom!

After the middle-aged man finished this move, he was like a seriously ill person, his body trembled slightly, his face was covered with heavy sweat, his face was pale, and he reluctantly inserted his spirit sword into the ground as a support point to keep his body from falling.

"Senior Liushui, are you okay? Seeing that the wild goose dust had disappeared, the group thought that the demon had been eliminated, and they came up to support the pale middle-aged man and express their gratitude.

"Didn't?? It's okay, I'm just a little seriously depleted in spiritual power, it's okay to rest for a few days, let's go, otherwise there will be a second demon and I will have to die here. The middle-aged man straightened his body slightly with slight difficulty, and said to a few monks who were practicing qi at the third or fourth level.

Several monks also thought deeply one by one, supported the middle-aged man, and quickly moved away from here, but at this moment, a pair of bright red hands appeared in front of them out of thin air, grabbed the middle-aged man in the middle, and then flew out one by a huge force.

"Ah!!!!h

A miserable scream came out, and when they turned around, they just saw Yanchen biting the middle-aged man's neck, blood flowing, the middle-aged man's eyes were round on the stool, cooing and wanting to scream, but he couldn't make a sound, it was visible to the naked eye, the middle-aged man's body was born a little withered.

Several monks suddenly felt that they had seen the most terrifying picture in their lives, and they all felt cold and suffocated, and suddenly bursts of screams came out, running in all directions.

Yanchen didn't care about the few monks who escaped, greedily sucked the blood from the middle-aged man's body, and finally when the middle-aged man completely became a dry corpse, Yanchen finally let go of the corpse.

"Roaring ??????"

At night, Yanchen felt that the thin diaphragm on his body had finally broken through under the impact of the last bit of blood, and that feeling of physical comfort made him can't help but roar at the sky.

For a moment, he felt that his body was indescribably light, and he was really listening to all directions like the martial arts novels he had read before. The body is full of explosive power. He had a feeling that if he faced a master of the primary realm of foundation building, he could also fight, even if he was a monk at the peak of the building, he could escape for his life, but it might be miserable.

The monks around were still fleeing in all directions because of the panic just now, but now they have basically fled, and there are only a few monks who are a little slower.

Yanchen's eyes flashed slightly, he looked at the mountain along the night, hesitated when he looked at the place of the mausoleum, and swept directly towards it.

At the beginning, maybe Yanchen was not qualified to see the mausoleum, but all kinds of things made him have a breakthrough, and he believed that he could go into the mausoleum to see what was going on. If he can't beat those Tianjiao, he can also run away. After all, the treasures in the mausoleum of a monk are a bit tempting.

Although he can't practice the exercises, the treasures can be used. The magic weapons of those monks who have been knotted with Dan, he can see how powerful they are in the Aurora Sect and some senior brothers have taken them out.

As soon as he entered the entrance of the cave, Yan Chen found that the black fog inside was much thicker than the outside, but it didn't seem to be harmful to him, it just made him feel a cold feeling, slightly lifted his spirit, and walked towards the depths of the cave.

The inside of the mausoleum is much darker than the outside, and for the current wild goose dust, there is no difference between night and day.

"Click??? Just when Yanchen looked at the front with full attention, there was a sound under his feet, and then there was a feeling of shaking the mountain in the cave, Yanchen's face changed, and when he looked at his feet, a rotten branch was trampled in two by him. A huge stone rolled towards him from the depths of the cave, Yanchen was startled, and ran towards the entrance of the mausoleum without hesitation.