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Yi Qingxin had already reported the heart of a mortal battle, and after hearing Wen Xifeng's transmission, "Hmm!" nodded his head and hummed, as if he didn't mean to continue to speak.

Wen Xifeng heard Yi Qingxin's transmission, and there was no extra time to think about her mood, at this time, any calculations and schemes were pale, and some were just desperate battles.

"Thunderbolt. ”

"Whoa。。。。。。 ”

"Puff puff!"

The light curtain of the Wen family forbade the big array, and finally under the continuous attack of Situ's side, "Bombardment and Bombing!", it was like tempered glass, shattering inch by inch, and in a moment, it fell to the ground. In the Wen family's presiding over the prohibition of the Great Array of monks, a series of scurrying and puffing blood vomiting life, it was broken and ceased to exist.

On the side of the Situ family, like a flood that had been unloaded, the tide was surging with the monks on the Wen family's side, and they started a melee, from attacking the small area of the light curtain to the spread of several battle groups after the light curtain was broken, and gradually the scope of the battle was also expanded.

Yi Qingxin controlled the alchemy furnace, and his body was covered by the coiling dragon furnace on the alchemy furnace, and he was flying up and down to protect it tightly. The alchemy furnace without a furnace lid constantly emitted various colors of Dan light, shooting at Situ Mad who was rushing to the front.

Wen Xifeng was holding a round chess jar in his hand, and there were black and white chess pieces in the chess jar, which shot at Situ Mad. A hand was hanging in the air in front of him, and a blank scroll of paintings was flying fast, drawing all kinds of defensive magic weapons, triangular shields, round shields, turtle shells, these things were painted, and they all came to life, and from the blank scroll, they flew out and flew up and down around Wen Xifeng and Yi Qingxin.

Situ Crazy was surrounded by a copper bell, rotating up and down to protect it, holding a cyan giant sword, holding several copper coin-style magic weapons, facing the Danguang and chess pieces that shot in. Relying on his own speed to want, close to the body of the second daughter.

But every time it appears, it can be discovered in advance by the coiling dragon furnace cover, and it is a blow to Situ Mad.

The second daughter's temporary surname was reluctantly dragging Situ Mad back.

"Haha!" The two monks on the Situ side who rushed up had just killed two disciples of the Wen family and collected the storage bags and other items for the magic weapons, "Poof!" Several monks of the Wen family came from behind, and they fell down softly through their bodies.

The Wen family's successful sneak attack on the monk was just as soon as he succeeded, he was bombarded into scum by dozens of various attacks.

"Ahh

"Big brother。。。。。。 ”

The screams, the roars, the blood and tears are intertwined, the unwillingness, despair, and the cruelty and thirst for murder form a stark contrast, where there is no sympathy, no mercy, there is only killing and being killed, madness and roaring! The weak are fish and meat, and the strong are swords. Survival of the fittest. The number of disciples in the Qi cultivation period is similar to that of both sides, both of them are between the hundreds, and the Wen family is slightly more numerous.

However, the comparison of the monks who built the foundation is almost the situation of the first Wen family and the second Situ family. Coupled with the dense attack spirit beasts in the field, and the puppet army that is not afraid of life and death and does not know pain, the scene is no less than the two armies in a melee.

From a distance, in the land of the Mianjiang Shanwen family, all kinds of halos flickered and dimmed, the roars of beasts, the shouts of killing, the sound of fine iron colliding with weapons, the rumbling sound of the explosion of talismans and great magic weapons, followed by a round of miserable howls and roars, those who were injured and fell to the ground, and were killed immediately, one after another, the scene was extremely tragic.

"Hehe, Zhang Jue Daoyou, if you can go back alive this time, my old wine head will invite you to drink. ”

The little old man and Zhang Jue were back to back, looking at the four or five Situ Fang around, the fierce and vicious Zhuji monks, and said.

Zhang Jue and the little old man's clothes were a little broken, and their faces and arms were all black and white, and they looked a little embarrassed.

If he says that he wants to invite you to drink, it means that he definitely regards you as the closest person, otherwise it will not be so.

"Hehe, then let's kill the last one first!" Zhang Jue heard this, his heart was also sour, knowing that this wine Taoist friend said this, maybe he was revenge for death, so he sneered, controlled a green giant sword, and killed the enemy, the little old man urged the wine gourd to turn upside down, poured a few mouthfuls of spiritual wine into his mouth, and his body became shaky.

Although the little old man looked drunk, Situ's attack, when he attacked, he could avoid it in dangerous situations.

In another battle group, a big man wearing a loose black robe and a beard had just killed a foundation building monk and collected the items left behind by the other party. A cold, strange giant blade slashed at him.

Without waiting for the black-robed beard to react, "Dangchang!" With a sound, the strange giant blade was slammed out of the ground by a figure who held a triangular strange blade, and after knocking the strange giant blade on the ground, he cut off the opponent's head. "Ah!" the owner of the strange blade howled, and the human skull shuffled and rolled away.

The bearded man in a loose black robe turned around and smiled, and the person who shot it was a young man wearing a green robe with an ordinary face.

"How many?"

The black-robed bearded man said.

"Three, what about you?"

The young man in the green robe said expressionlessly.

"Tsk, you're amazing, I'm only two. "A loose black robe, a bearded man, stretched out his thumb and admired.

Who are these two? These two are the two elders of the Ye Lian Business Alliance, Xiao Qing and Huo Fei. From the relatively calm faces of the two, they really can't see that they are in danger.

"What are we going to do! We can't really wait here to die, can we?"

Huo Fei said that he had talked before, and he didn't use the technique of sound transmission.

"Alas, Ye Lian Business Alliance has taken you and my brother to be not thin, wait to see what the situation is saying, if you really kill to the end and lose all the personnel, you and my brother are rushing out, but they will be much more at ease, at least they are not sorry for them. ”

Xiao Qing sighed lightly and replied.

"Got it, do your best to follow the destiny of heaven!"

Before Huo Fei could say anything, the two of them were surrounded by several foundation building monks.

The red blood, the wounded and the corpses everywhere, scattered everywhere, the broken monks, the fragments of spirit animals, and other miscellaneous objects, the smell of blood and the stench of disembowelment, mixed with the smell of charring and other mess, filled the Mianjiang Mountains.

Horror, horror, terror, these emotions are already there, and the monks can't see them in the eyes of the monks in the live fight, only blood-red eyes, bursting with monstrous killing intent, desperately towards their enemies, sending out all the attacks they can. Some of the low-level monks ran out of mana, so they fought naked and hand-to-hand. Scratching or biting, or digging under the footstool, will kill the other party.

Yi Qingxin's face was pale, and his mana consumption was not small, and his eyes were full of desperate intent as he watched his companions fall one by one.

With the tug of war in the melee, on the Wen family's side, there were less than 20 foundation builders left, and more than 100 Qi cultivation stage disciples who could still move.

The Situ family is not much better, seventy or eighty disciples in the Qi cultivation period, less than fifty people to build the foundation, from the perspective of the situation on both sides, the consumption is one-to-one. But if it is consumed like this, only the Wen family will eventually perish, and the Wen family will definitely die first.

"Move closer to me. ”

"Come this way towards me. ”

"I'll save your lives!"

“。。。。。。 ”

Yi Qing's heart was broken and he wanted to die! A voice that was almost pleading was transmitted, and he was still alive. At this time, if you see it from a high altitude, you will find that the battlefield is like a blooming blood-red flower, and the battle groups are all facing Yi Qingxin's side, fighting and retreating.

"Knock, knock, knock!"

A huge one I don't know how many times, the golden giant bell made a thick bell ringing sound, covering all the people on the Wen family's side inside, Situ was a fierce spirit, and retreated a hundred zhang away, avoiding the giant bell, afraid that there was something strange inside.

Sure enough, before they had time to exit, the monks on the side of the Situ family, after being covered by the golden bell, the sound waves emitted on the giant bell directly dispersed their consciousness. The reaction became more and more sluggish, and they were slaughtered by the people on the Wen family's side, and these people from the Situ family who were accidentally covered in it died extremely aggrieved.

Inside the golden giant bell, Yi Qingxin controlled it, so that everyone on the Wen family's side inside could see the outside.

A few fireballs turned the corpse of the Situ family, shrouded in the giant bell, into ashes, and the rest of the Wen family's side were still alive, all of them sat on the ground, taking pills, holding spirit stones in their hands, and recovering a little strength as much as possible.

Yi Qingxin and Wen Xifeng too, filled the pills into their mouths, looking at the people who were still alive in this scene, Yi Qingxin's pride from childhood to adulthood was all gone, and there was an urge to cry.

When I approached this side just now, I lost some manpower again, and there were still more than ten foundation building monks and more than fifty Qi cultivation stage disciples left.

Wen Xifeng can be regarded as this time, there is no luck at all, there is a sense of powerlessness and incompetence in his heart, the good Wen family is in his hands, and without a few years of hard work, this will soon be destroyed and removed from the cultivation world.

The Situ family did not give the Wen family too much time for sentimentality and emotion, and the ensuing attacks bombarded the golden giant bell wildly, "Knock knock!" The golden giant bell made a thick buzz, and the bell sounded monstrous outside, but the people inside the golden giant bell did not hear the huge sound. It seems that this golden bell is indeed a good treasure.

"Poof, poof!"

Yi Qingxin spit out two mouthfuls of blood in a row, her charming little face was snow-white, her body leaned softly, and the inner wall of the giant bell slid to the ground.