Ji Huan recited the words for the third time, and saw that the feet of the monks under the golden pill on the opposite side were all lit up with blue light, and the monks of the third grade took the lead in starting to block the operation of the true qi, and the magic weapons of the sky also began to disobey the call, and fell into the air one after another, followed by the early stage of the fourth grade, the middle stage of the fourth grade, and even the monks of the late fourth grade began to crumble.

I saw that above the void in this closed enchantment, among the group of people led by Wang Qingjue and Sun Changsheng, the monks under the Jin Dan began to fall freely, accompanied by screams, and fell to the boat below in an endless stream.

Seeing that many monks of the two sects were submerged in the sea of corpses, the other monks who had just fallen and were lucky enough to survive burned their essence and blood, urged the supernatural powers to bounce away the walking corpses that surrounded them, and took the opportunity to jump off the boat and land into the valley.

At this time, everyone in the Dao Extreme Immortal Sect was cheering for Ji Huan's little prince, Ding Yuanying, Gong Fan and others picked up Ji Huan and threw him into the air, cheering for him...

Seeing the laughter and laughter on the other side, and the wailing all over the field, Wang Qingjue shouted to everyone in the void:

"Hold the yuan and keep one, stabilize your mind, don't be disturbed by the words and the law, run the true yuan, and break the blue light under your feet!"

After hearing this, everyone did so, and the decadent situation eased slightly, and at this time, Xiao Ziqian secretly read behind Ji Huan:

"The boy in front of me, his words and words are ten times stronger with the effect...!"

Suddenly, the disciples behind Wang Qingjue began to explode uncontrollably with the true yuan all over his body, Ji Huan was stunned for a moment, and when he looked back, Xiao Ziqian smiled evilly at him, and then stopped looking at him, and said to Han Yunqing:

"Master, I'll go back first, there is a calligraphy class for the babies in the afternoon..."

Han Yunqing smiled and nodded:

"Okay! Brother Xiao walks slowly..."

But Han Yunqing privately transmitted to Xiao Ziqian:

"Are you ready over there?"

Xiao Ziqian replied:

"Luo Xiaocen and He Qiuyuan have already lurked on the periphery of Dao Xuanzong, and there is a garrison in the early stage of Jindan, just waiting for you to go round..."

Han Yunqing said:

"Okay, you go first, I'll be there later!"

Xiao Ziqian bowed down to Han Yunqing, sat on the donkey and disappeared, this situation made the people of the Dao Extreme Immortal Sect look at it, surprised, mixed tastes, what is the origin of this son, how can his subordinates be monks whose strength is not weaker than the elders...

Han Yunqing looked at the disciples who had fled from the Dao Xuan Sect and the Bixia Immortal Sect, and shouted towards the valley:

"Ladies and gentlemen of the green forest, there are more wolves and less meat, please hurry up and pick up the leaks..."

The scattered cultivators who were ambushed in the mountains were all stunned there, how dare they go up... These are all the inner disciples and core disciples of Bixia Immortal Sect and Dao Xuan Sect, who dares to provoke them...

"Everyone, don't be impulsive, don't let the Dao Extreme Immortal Sect take advantage of us!"

"Yes, yes, they're so scheming, they might even eat us together..."

"It makes sense, wait and see!"

Han Yunqing opened his heart, and when he heard that the scattered cultivators were a little cowardly at the moment, he said in his heart:

"These guys... I usually opened this mountain and planted this tree by me, but now they have become dogs..."

After thinking about it, he opened the Heavenly Eye and looked at the valley in the distance, nodded with a smile, and with a sneak movement of his fingers, the Demon Heavenly Wheel escaped into the void and disappeared.

And in the valley, there is a group of people and horses, led by three people who are all four grades, two men and one woman, the woman is quite beautiful, the other two men are a bald man, the other is a thin man, the woman is one-handed, and the magic wheel is back in his hands.

Ling Ruomei withdrew the Demon Heavenly Wheel and said to Wang Xiaoshun and Sun Dabiao behind her:

"Cover your face, follow me!"

Wang Xiaoshun nodded, and whistled in the direction of the dense forest behind him, and the scattered cultivators in the back suddenly found that one of every few casual cultivators around him covered his face, flashed, and disappeared.

Ling Ruomei led everyone to the bottom of the battleship quickly, and seeing that the disciples of the two sects were still in a daze, she said softly:

"Everyone, take the ring, the magic weapon, the weapon is left, and the person can leave!"

The monks looked at the masked bandits in front of them, and they were angry, they had just been overshadowed by the little monks of the Zongheng family of the Daoji Immortal Sect, and then they were surrounded and killed by the walking corpses, and now they finally escaped to the ground and were targeted by this group of thieves...

"What the fuck, are all the men in the Chenshan bandits' den dead? First there was a female devil Yun Qinghan, and then a Bai Xiaomeng, this will be your mother-in-law again! Even we dare to rob it! Fellow Daoists, fellow disciples, we can't do it in the Dao Extreme Immortal Sect, and we can't kill this gang of bandits? Give it to me! ”

Talking and carrying a weapon, he rushed towards Ling Ruomei, Ling Ruomei didn't look at him, and pointed in the void with one hand, and the Demon Heavenly Wheel was sacrificed, cutting the monk who rushed to the front from the middle, and the vitality was interrupted in an instant...

"Everyone, take the ring, the magic weapon, the weapon is left, and the person can leave!"

Ling Ruomei's silver bell-like voice once again pierced the minds of these two sect cultivators....

......

Above, Wang Qingjue glanced around, and determined that there were less than two hundred people in the sky who still had his disciples and the disciples of the Bixia Immortal Sect in the sky.

Han Yunqing looked at Wang Qingjue at this time and said:

"Master Wang, surrender... We're here to treat the captives! ”

Wang Qingjue took out his sword, pointed at Han Yunqing and said:

"Boy, I can see that you are their leader, I challenge you, one-on-one!"

After hearing this, Han Yunqing was stunned for a moment, and then laughed:

"Hahahaha, challenge me? Are you crazy? ”

Wang Qing was stunned for a moment, and said in his heart, could it be that he suppressed the cultivation? No, suppressing cultivation is something that can be realized by himself, and he can't help asking:

"What's wrong, are you in the Yuanying realm?"

Han Yunqing was stunned for a moment, this guy is really a traditional face-painted villain with high appearance and low IQ... Then he smiled and said to him:

"I mean, I'm only four, you challenge me, are you sick? Why should I fight you? There are two Jindan pinnacles behind me, and I'm one-on-one with you?? ”

Sun Changsheng looked behind him, more than 100 people were less than 200, and then looked at the opposite side, more than 2,000 people were almost no attrition... He knew that there would definitely be a risk of being wiped out if he fought hard at this moment...

I can't help but wonder, how can it be clear that my side has a large number of people at the beginning, and the soldiers are strong, why is it that in less than an hour, there are less than 200 people left... Where did this little cub named Yun Qingyan come from...

Sun Changsheng was very angry in his heart, if it weren't for the fact that there would be others, he would have sat on the ground and started beating his chest... After thinking for a moment, he looked at Han Yunqing and said:

"Your name is Yun Qingyan, right... Sure enough, although there are still 200 people left, if you fight to the death, you can still fight your 300 elite disciples! ”

"So according to the old man, it's better for everyone to take a step back, and you Dao Extreme Immortal Sect will each send out three people to face off against the head of the king, me, and my sect's holy daughter Pan Feng'er! Two wins in three games, if you win, we will surrender, let you dispose of it, if we win! How about you let us go?! ”

Han Yunqing was stunned for a moment, what a moral kidnapping, if I don't agree, it will be equivalent to disregarding the lives of three hundred fellow disciples, if I agree, they have a better chance of winning, Xing Shan controls the corpse group at this time, and he can't be distracted and go head-to-head, and the high-end combat power that can fight is only Yang Yuanzhi at the peak of the fifth grade, and the holy son and saintess at the peak of the fourth grade.

Even if Pan Feng'er is defeated, Elder Sun will win against the Holy Son... Wang Qingjue tried his best and should not lose to Yang Yuanzhi, after all, he is the head of a sect, and his power is definitely not weak, unless Li Changkong comes to fight him, he has a little chance of winning... It's a bit difficult to do, if you agree to one-on-one, we won't have much chance of winning... At this moment, Han Yunqing was a little embarrassed...

Oh yes... You can avoid horse racing... Let the Holy Son fight Wang Qingjue and admit defeat directly, Shangguan Qianhong will directly kill Pan Feng'er, and Elder Yang Yuanzhi will deal with Sun Changsheng! Get!

Han Yunqing thought for a long time, and had a plan in her heart, just when she was about to reply, Elder Yang Yuanzhi stepped forward, she seemed to see that Han Yunqing could not risk the lives of three hundred disciples, no matter how Tianjiao he was, he was a newcomer after all, and this kind of offending people still had to be done by her, an elder, so she said:

"Wang Qingjue, don't think that my Dao Extreme Immortal Sect and your Dao Xuan Sect are all the way, even if they are new disciples, there are no people who are greedy for life and afraid of death! Don't use your yin trick, even if Master Yun's nephew agrees, our two thousand disciples won't agree...!"

"That's right! Don't say yes! ”

"Yes, we don't!"

A group of old disciples from the past shouted loudly, echoing Elder Yang Yuanzhi, at this time, the morale was at its peak, including the Holy Son and Shangguan Qianhong, they were all planning to fight the last battle, completely breaking the inheritance of their two sects.

Just when everyone wanted to unite as one to fight to the death with the last two hundred people on the opposite side, Ding Yuanying whispered at the end at this time:

"Actually, I should have agreed, after all, I'm only a third grade, and I should be one of the three hundred people who were spelled out."

Gong Fan also nodded and said:

"Hmm... I would also say yes... I'm also a third product, I just entered the sect, and I haven't eaten meat with Brother Yun yet, so don't be slaughtered so soon..."

Hua Qingsi secretly turned around and teased:

"I think you were all influenced by my man Yun Qingyan, so you all became like this..."

Ji Huan said at this time:

"Yes, Senior Brother Yun's way of thinking is very novel to me... Don't be swayed by emotions to judge, be pragmatic, don't do things that are not beneficial... So I don't think there's any need to kill them all, there are still two hundred people left, just go, they can't make it anymore...... Wait, when did Senior Brother Yun become your man? Sister, can you make a face? ”

Zhang Ruolin rubbed her sword and said beside her:

“... If I used to fight to the death, I would have cut the grass and eradicated the roots, but it seems that I have gotten along with Yun Gongzi a lot, and I also feel that life is better than anything else! The ice cream he brought me last time, I'd like to eat it a few more times..."

I saw that these new disciples who were close to Han Yunqing all began to rot their Buddhist systems, and Yang Yuanzhi in front of them, and the old disciples such as the Holy Son and Shangguan Qianhong rolled their eyes angrily... It's not easy to bring this class of freshmen...

At this time, Xuanyuan Zijing walked to the front with two scimitars on his back, looked at Wang Qingjue and the others, and the Holy Son and Elder Yang Yuanzhi saw that Xuanyuan Zijing was still fearless, his eyes were firm, and he nodded with satisfaction for a while.

The Holy Son said in his heart: New disciples are not all as willing to fall as Yun Qingyan, this son respects the junior brother and dares to face the battle, after all, he is also a fourth grade, well, it's not bad!

Elder Yang Yuanzhi also asked with relief:

"Is Zijing's nephew going to fight!?"

Xuanyuan Zijing looked at Han Yunqing, and the two of them transmitted their voices for a moment, and then Xuanyuan Zijing looked at Elder Yang Yuanzhi and shook his head, turned his head to Wang Qingjue and said:

"I speak to you on behalf of the three hundred people who are about to be killed by you: if you want to leave, you can go back, and you can't go forward to ventilate the news!"

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