A series of blue water balls flew towards the immortal cultivators who were blocking them on the other side of the canyon, and the speed was extremely fast.

"When has it been, you still let us use water balloon to open the way, is there a man like you?" Mo Ziyi questioned Zhao Yao angrily.

"Water polo is also used to show ugliness, it seems that this stowaway is not very powerful!" Some of the monks of the Shangyuan Gate laughed.

"Let's be careful." A monk from the Haisha sect reminded.

"Hey, it's actually a thunder bead..."Mo Ziyi noticed that one of the water balls flying out was bubbling with a trace of lightning.

At that moment, a voice rang in her ears, "Come back." ”

It was Zhao Yao's voice, Mo Ziyi's lotus feet were light, the aura was sheng, and when he turned around, dozens of talismans came out of his hand.

said that it was too late and that it was fast, she jumped up, and Miaoman's posture was like a flying goddess, fluttering like a frightening dragon.

The sudden scene shocked everyone, and before they could guess the reason, they knew that it was not good by their subconscious intuition.

Sure enough, the ground shook for a while, and only a violent roar was heard from the opposite side.

Then, a huge wave of air swept everyone out of the place where the epicenter was located, and the blocked intersection suddenly opened a gap several feet in size.

The road ahead is in sight, and through this place, a new chapter will be opened.

"Idiot, what are you doing lying on your stomach!" Zhao Yao turned around and roared at Han Yuan.

With just this sentence, Ye Ming and the others had already crossed a distance of several zhang, and in less than a few breaths, before the monks of the Shahai Sect and Shangyuanmen could react, they rushed out of the canyon.

When Han Yuan reacted, seven or eight magic weapons and dozens of spells had already attacked him.

The wind whistled in the ears of Ye Ming and the others, and they only heard "Ah... Ahhhh

Then there was the sound of a spell popping behind him, and several bows, and then a swearing and angry sound behind him, until there was no more sound in his ears.

……

In a nameless small barren mountain, a blood-stained young man in Tsing Yi was lying alone on the rocks, as if he didn't feel that the rubble on the ground would hurt his buttocks, because he had lost his strength and couldn't walk.

His face was as pale as paper, his chest rose and fell, he was panting heavily, and he still had an expression of the rest of his life.

This person was Ye Ming, who had escaped from the canyon, and Mo Ziyi and the others had disappeared, apparently lost in the escape not long ago.

Thinking back to the whole process of escaping from the canyon, he had palpitations. Although the process is short, the danger is indescribable.

Although he had both offense and defense, he gradually exhausted the pure mana that he was proud of.

Later, in the face of the joint pursuit of seven late-stage Qi cultivation cultivators alone, in order to recover his mana as soon as possible, he frantically ran the exercises along the way, frantically swallowed the pill, and almost injured his vitality.

It wasn't until not long ago that he jumped into a dense forest, and after several lurking and great difficulty, he set up a set of lowest-level mist arrays.

With the effect of concealing the divine consciousness attached to this array, he killed the four people and used all his means to frighten the three ninth-level Qi cultivation cultivators who had been chasing after him.

Bandaging the wound on his waist, taking the pill, meditating and pranayama, he opened his eyes, a wind blew through the mountain rocks, clearing the breath left on his body, a few jumps, leaving several phantoms between the mountains and rocks, the figure has reached the foot of the mountain, and those phantoms are also disillusioned like bubbles, and they are gone.

A purple figure sat cross-legged in a hollow in a long-rotten tree, her breath fluctuating, and a large black stain of blood that had not yet dried up at the corner of her dress.

It was Mo Ziyi, who had already gotten rid of the chasing soldiers, at this moment, the hat that covered her face had already been removed from her head, and her beautiful and picturesque face had a trace of sadness, and her eyebrows were slightly frowned, adding a touch of charm.

When I thought of my various encounters, coupled with the fact that I was used by "Fengting" this time, I couldn't help but sigh in my heart, this sigh has thousands of resentments and thousands of sorrows. Wu Zi was endless, tears fell like rain, flowing down the small pear nest on his face and falling to the ground.

……

At the exit of the canyon, several tents several feet high were temporarily erected, and a series of angry shouts came from one of the tents.

"You, you, and you, what are you eating, and you can't hold the meat that has been caught in the bowl." It was a young man dressed in a dark robe.

He pointed to a few people under the tent to connect the dots, and with the other hand attached to his back, he paced back and forth in the tent, his face full of anger, and his two short yellow eyebrows were about to twist together.

"If you can't find it, don't go back to Shangyuanmen, just stay in the secret realm and continue to look for me." The yellow-eyed young man glared angrily, and his gaze was selective.

"Senior Brother Shangguan, one of those six has already fallen into our hands, and we found it in the storage bag he left behind." The good men under the tent glanced at each other, and one of the short young men stood up, and he handed the yellow-eyed young man a jade bottle that was more than two inches high.

The yellow-eyed young man took the jade bottle, frowned, and asked, "What is this?" What do I want to do with this? ”

He then complained: "I really can't do anything, a big living person can't stand it, and I actually killed you." ”

The short young man was in place, his face was blue and white for a while, if it weren't for the fact that this senior brother Shangguan had a father in the Dan period, he was really ready to say two sentences.

The short young man felt aggrieved in his heart, his chest was jammed, he hesitated for a moment, and finally felt that he should still say, "Senior Brother Shangguan, the scene was chaotic at that time, but I didn't expect this person to dodge, but he was attacked by a few magic weapons...... Later, we felt that this matter was strange, and then we saw that the person's appearance was no longer human, and the remnant soul of this person was detained, only to find that even the soul was a little demented, and the junior brother guessed that it should be that group of people who gave up on him, and cast a very clever illusion on him in advance, using him as a shield..."

After hearing this, the yellow-eyed young man rubbed his eyebrows, then sighed, then opened the cap of the bottle and poured out a black and shiny elixir.

"Jade Brown Spirit Pill!" The yellow-robed young man who had been sitting on the sidelines shouted out Dan's name.

"Jade Brown Elixir? … Does Senior Brother Zhong know the origin of this Dan? The yellow-eyed young man was surprised and asked sideways.

Senior Brother Zhong looked at it fixedly, and said firmly: "This pill is the unique healing elixir of the Han family on the outlying island, refining this pill requires the use of several rare thousand-year-old elixirs as medicine, and the pill rate is frighteningly low. I heard that only the disciples of the Han family have one or two, and as long as the immortal cultivators in the Qi cultivation period still have a breath left, they can use this pill to hang their lives. ”

He then sighed to a few people under the tent: "This person is also destined to be like this, if you don't detain his soul and feed him this pill, there is a chance that his life will be saved." ”

The yellow-eyed young man's face turned slightly pale, paused, and then snorted coldly, "What a Han family, how can this account be counted on his Han family." How could the life of a disciple of his small family be exchanged for the life of my fifth-generation senior brother of Shangyuanmen. Shi Bozu is also such a grandson as a senior brother. ”

"Alas!" He then sighed lightly and said, "I didn't expect that Senior Brother would actually fall here. ”

Senior Brother Zhong of Huangshamen lowered his head and pondered for a moment, and said to the young man with yellow eyebrows: "Senior Brother Shangguan, the fall of Senior Brother has become a fact, if Senior Brother wants to make meritorious contributions, it is nothing more than to find the entrance that these smugglers have entered as soon as possible, I think we should prophetically understand the other four factions in this matter, as long as the other five people have not fallen, they will not be able to escape from the secret realm." As long as one person is captured alive, the junior brother can go back and have an explanation with Zhang Zhenren. ”

"Alas...... The matter has come to this point, just do what Senior Brother Zhong said! The yellow-eyed young man frowned, pondered for a moment, and didn't think of a better countermeasure, so he nodded and echoed the suggestion of the young man surnamed Zhong.

He raised his sleeves and waved his big hand to signal the three junior disciples to leave.

When only the young man surnamed Zhong was left in the tent, he took out a stack of four transmission notes from the storage bag.

He shot a few rays of light at it, whispered to the transmission note in his hand, and then the transmission note turned into three fires and flew out.

When the last sound transmission flew out of his hand, the yellow-eyed young man said "hehe" twice, and showed a stretched smile to Senior Brother Zhong, he moved a chair, sat next to Senior Brother Zhong, leaned on the chair and closed his eyes for a while, before he opened his eyes and said leisurely: "Senior Brother Zhong, junior brother has a great benefit here, I don't know if Senior Brother is interested?" ”

Senior Brother Zhong was aroused by this remark, "Oh, Brother Shangguan, what is a good thing, let's hear it, as long as my brother needs my help, he will go to the soup and fight for the fire, and he will not hesitate to do it for his brother." ”

The yellow-eyed young man said, "Senior Brother Zhong's cultivation should be a fire attribute cultivator, right?" ”

Senior Brother Zhong said: "I didn't expect that my brother knows a lot about being a brother..."

The yellow-eyed young man lowered his voice, "Senior brother, you come with your ears." ”

……

A flash of fire pierced through the low clouds and descended down a hill, stopping in front of a young man in a white shirt, who cast a spell into the firelight, and then listened intently.

A young man in a white shirt, with a fair face, was born rich and handsome, and his long red hair was tied at random at the waist, which was extremely conspicuous.

After listening to the content of the transmission note, he showed a surprised look on his face, and after thinking for a moment, he muttered to himself: "I didn't expect him to be fighting the idea of the entrance of the secret realm!" ”

……

The same flame passed through a jungle and fell into the hands of a slim girl in a blue dress in the woods.

Although the girl's face was covered with a blue light veil, it still couldn't cover the jade-like skin, and the outline of a beautiful face could be faintly seen.

The first three thousand green silk are tied behind the waist with a blue ribbon at will, and the breeze is coming, and the green silk and skirt are fluttering in the wind, like a beautiful woman with a peerless style.