"Poof!"

Jian Chen's body did not retreat, but he was hit on his chest by the ripples of violent spiritual power, and the ground under his feet cracked even more severely, and his chest was hit with a mouthful of blood spurting out.

He covered his chest with one hand, panting, standing reluctantly, and muttered a few words in his extremely solemn face, which no one could say at this time:

"Lao Tzu, the king of the Purple Mansion, really can't beat the Qingxuan Realm!"

Jian Chen stretched out his hand to wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his face became extremely pale, this move looked extremely beautiful, in fact, his comprehension was not deep, and when he used it, it was even more huge than the consumption of the "White Tiger Killing Technique", and in his undulating chest, it seemed that there were ten thousand grass-mud horses galloping past.

Why is the power so bad, he can't kill a Qingxuan Realm with one punch, I already know that I don't need this hole card!

The middle-aged man of the Qingxuan Realm of the Xingyun Gate could naturally see at a glance that Jian Chen was already at the end of the crossbow, his shocked expression instantly turned into nothing, he smiled coldly, the killing intent in his eyes could not be hidden, and the powerful aura surged again, and he was about to fly out again.

"Boy, I have to say, you do have some skills, Lao Tzu has cultivated for seventy or eighty years, and he has killed many genius boys, you are still the only Purple Mansion Realm that can make me take it seriously, but it is also the last one!"

"Buzz!"

Just as his words fell, the middle-aged man in Qingxuan Realm suddenly felt that his heart was grabbed by a ghost claw, and without warning, he gave birth to a feeling of suffocating oppression.

When he completely reacted, he couldn't care about looking at Jian Chen, who made him hate him, but turned around in an instant, but it was a short blade, and he didn't know when it flew towards his body.

This was the critical moment when Jian Chen was fighting with the middle-aged man, and Yan Hou found a near-perfect angle and time for the assassination.

The middle-aged man in Qingxuan Realm only felt that the young man who jumped out of nowhere behind him was about the same age as Jian Chen, and the cultivation of the three grades of the Purple Mansion was so fast that he wanted to re-burrow into the belly of the old lady who had already died, and be reborn once, at this moment, he only felt that it was dark in front of him, and there was no way to avoid it.

In a hurry, he communicated with the Natal Purple Mansion, and the complex Dao pattern spread out, and the majestic spiritual power aura accompanied the Dao pattern instantly condensed behind him, turning into a big snake phantom with a blue and ink-colored body.

"Roar!"

The blue ink snake phantom suddenly condensed, and a bloody aura suddenly spread into the sky, suddenly twisting its soft body, and forcibly letting its own vital point avoid the knife that seemed to be a must.

But at the same time, there was also a screaming voice, and the phantom of the big snake that had not yet breathed had appeared, with a bloody mouth open, and before he could show his strength, he was stabbed into the body by the short blade that was rarely bloodthirsty after it was unsheathed.

At the junction of the short blade and the phantom of the big snake, faintly, there seemed to be a pure black black streamer, and in an instant, this streamer was like a flame, piercing from the short blade to the junction of the phantom of the big snake, spreading like a flame, and in an instant, it burned the figure of Benge.

"Ah!!h

With a painful roar of the big snake phantom, as long as anyone with eyes can see that the big snake phantom was so hard, completely wrapped around the entire body by the strange black flames, and finally burned out.

The middle-aged man in Qingxuan Realm also let out a miserable scream, the pain of the destruction of the Natal Purple Mansion, as if the bones of the whole person were forcibly taken out from the human body, the pain was so intense that it was unbearable, and the middle-aged man was quickly wrapped around his body.

He was no longer able to organize the means to fight back, and he paid the price of his natal purple mansion to barely save his life, looking at Yan Hou as if he had seen a ghost.

Quickly retreat.

But at this time, he seemed to have forgotten that behind him now, there was also a Chen Jian who seemed to be at the end of the crossbow, and he was also eyeing him.

"You're the one to die for!"

The middle-aged man only withdrew from the distance, and then he heard Jian Chen's loud shout, and at this time, it was as if he had heard the swan song under the Nine Shadows Yellow Spring.

Chen Jian endured the discomfort on his body, summoned the power of the wind, and quickly rushed behind him, first with a flickering punch of lightning, bombarding his spine.

"Bang bang bang!"

Then a big hand clasped his face, smashed his head on the ground, smashed out a dirt pit that was not big or small, neither deep nor shallow, and waved a meteor-like fist mark, which pressed his head to the ground, and was completely buried in the dirt pit, leaving half of his body exposed.

At the moment when the battle was over, before Jian Chen had time, he heard someone start roaring loudly when he breathed back a trace of spiritual power.

"Protector Liu was actually killed by a kid from the Purple Mansion Realm, kill him quickly!"

After hearing the loud roars of those monks who no longer wanted to face these three perverts, some people quickly paid attention to the situation on Jian Chen's side.

The protectors of the Nebula Gate, all of whom have cultivation above the Qingxuan Realm, can they be killed by the Purple Mansion Realm?

"Little demon, you can't be left behind!"

The Qingxuan Realm monks who saw this scene, Chen Jian and Yan Hou in the Ascending Time Realm, were included in their hunting lists, and behind such geniuses, there was often a hidden luck that could not be seen and touched, and some unknown secrets, which were what these ordinary monks dreamed of.

They looked at Jian Chen and Yanhou's gaze, as if they were looking at two women who were dancing wildly in front of them without wearing one piece, and they almost didn't scream out one by one.

"Kill them, and everything about them will be ours."

In an instant, the figures of the three Qingxuan Realm cultivators all left their faces at home, and they suddenly rushed towards Jian Chen by themselves.

On the other hand, Yan Hou's situation is not much better than him.

At this time, there was only one voice left in Jian Chen's mind, "You bully the small with the big, and I will also find a helper, this is not too much, right?" ”

This question, in his heart, did not need to think at all, and he heard him shout loudly and shamelessly: "Madam, help! ”

After listening, everyone still doesn't know what nerves he is making.

But in just a short moment, they paid the price of their lives for their stupidity, and standing in the distance, Yan Feng, Zhou Kui and Mrs. Ma, who had not yet participated in the battle, actually stepped on this battlefield together.

Maybe it's a test of its own strength, it's almost tested, and this time, for the few remaining manpower of the Red Dust Gang, they have grown enough.

Next, they should be allowed to completely quell this bloody battle, only to see Zhou Kui and Yan Feng leap into the air and rush towards the battlefield suspended in mid-air.

In all the eyes, the woman who was so beautiful that she was only in the eyes of the moment, and in the pupils of her eyes, you could see a deep pattern flickering.

Even Jian Chen was surprised, this mother-in-law didn't talk to him about any conditions, so she decisively chose to make a move, and a strange thought suddenly appeared in her heart, could it be this mother-in-law who has become infatuated with her buddy's body?

At the moment when this battlefield was overturned, hundreds of miles away from the battlefield, led by one person, followed by twelve monks, all dressed in black robes with a strange aura draped over their bodies, actually raised their heads in unison.

Visible to the naked eye, the leader was a young man with a strange blood-colored stripe on his face, who seemed to sense something keenly, and raised his head to look into the distance.

Then, looking down at a jewel glowing with blood in his hand, he leaked a sinister smile and said with an obscene smile: "Finally found you, my queen mother!" ”