"Boom!!"

Another roar.

Li Du, Miao Daoren, Old Confucian, Hou Yuan sacrificed these four people, no, it should be said that the four immortals, looked at a big pit in the distance, and were silent.

They have already done their best to attack that wave just now, and if they still can't get results, they can close their eyes and wait for death to say something unpleasant.

After a while, they could not see any movement in the pit.

Li Du said in a low voice, "How's it going??" ”

Ram Li, that is, the second remaining offering of Dakang, heard Li Du's words, his eyes did not relax at all, he stroked his already gray beard, and said loudly: "You can't be careless." ”

The Miao Daoist stood aside, his divine sense searching for the figure of the young man through the smoke and dust, but at this moment, his wrist was still trembling.

He blocked Jia Chen's two blows this time, the first blow was borne by himself, and the second blow was resisted by the four of them together.

Although it was resisted, the inner government had already suffered a heavy blow.

The other three had also been hit hard, and one thing they were not wrong about was that if their attack didn't work this time, they could have waited for death.

As the minutes passed, the battlefield was still quiet, except for the four people who leaked their qi because of their injuries, there was no breath left.

Miao Daoren, Li Du and the other four people, their eyes slowly began to soften.

Even the current situation was something they didn't expect.

Originally, I thought that it would be a big deal to deal with a young man who had not yet stepped into the fairy world, and dispatched the nine of them, but now, they can no longer say that kind of thing.

Nine people shot and most of them died, and there were two true immortals from the immortal world, which was no longer the combat power that an ordinary man who had not yet ascended to the immortal should have.

The eyes of the misty Taoist flashed with divine light, as if they were searching for something in the big pit.

But the next moment, his brows furrowed tightly, Jia Chen had not yet entered the immortal realm, and that body was weak compared to them who had been washed by the immortal qi.

If the other party used that weak body to resist their blow, it would be normal to turn into ashes, but the immortal soldier on the opponent's body was hard in texture, and their attack would definitely not be damaged.

And that immortal soldier is also the thing of the Upper Realm Immortal Monarch, and after completing the task this time, it will still have to be returned.

However, for that immortal soldier, Miao Dao people also have their own little thoughts in their hearts, Jia Chen can control that immortal treasure, I am afraid that something will happen above the immortal realm, otherwise when Xu Wei dies, the immortal treasure should automatically fly back.

Thinking of Xu Wei, an immortal, the misty old man's mood was even more complicated, the other party stimulated the immortal treasure, and the power of the blow he hit was far above his ability to stimulate the Fengyue Treasure Jian.

Because the opponent's blow provoked the Heavenly Tribulation, and just now he made a move, the Heavenly Tribulation did not move, which means that his attack is still within the range of the human realm.

And Jia Chen, who fought with Xu Wei at that time, also made him feel infinitely emotional.

If Jia Chen didn't have that talisman at that time, maybe this battle would have ended as early as the time of the catastrophe, but unfortunately, creation is impermanent, and Jia Chen didn't know where to get that talisman, so this battle dragged on until now.

Suddenly, the misty old man sighed in his heart for no reason, and all the hairs on his neck stood upside down.

"That's not right!"

His pupils shrank suddenly, because he sensed the immortal treasure several times, but he never found a trace.

"Be careful!!"

The misty old man shouted, and at the same time, the figure shot out backwards, and the Fengyue Treasure was also re-summoned by him.

"Ding!!"

A crashing sound reached the ears of the misty old man in an instant, and as for the others, before they could react, their bodies were knocked out by a huge force.

Compared with them at this moment, although this blow did not kill them, it was even worse.

For a while, the three human immortals who had run out of oil and dried up fell to the ground.

"Ahem~~"

After that, a cough suddenly sounded in the empty world.

The misty old man was like being struck by lightning, his eyes were fixed on a direction outside the big pit, and he was shocked, and the voice was familiar to him.

It was the same young man they had fought before.

However, then his eyes narrowed again, and he also saw what happened to Li Du and the others, Jia Chen only hit the immortal treasure and hit himself, as for the other people, it was just an ordinary attack, with the protection of human luck, these people were not in danger of life.

If it weren't for the fact that the young man in front of him was almost out of oil, Fang Cai's three attacks should not be ordinary attacks, but a blow from the immortal treasure.

"Master Jia, you shouldn't show up."

The faint old man's voice sounded faintly, and looking at Jia Chen's already pale face, his eyes began to flicker.

Jia Chen stood with his hands on the knife, the treasure of the immortal monarch at this moment, the divine light had already dimmed, this immortal soldier was originally injured by the catastrophe, and his spirituality was greatly damaged, and now he was driven by Jia Chen one after another, injured and injured, and the divinity and spirituality were almost nothing.

Looking at Jia Chen's appearance at this time, his clothes were ragged, three thousand green silks were dancing in the wind, and the corners of his mouth were still hanging with a blush that had not been wiped clean.

Obviously, this battle has been fought so far, and Jia Chen's condition is not good.

"Can you go?"

Jia Chen's voice was a little soft, giving people a sense of weakness.

Miao Dao shook his head.

"The matter has come to this, as long as I can't wait to die, then Hou Ye Jia won't be able to leave, let the tiger return to the mountain, there will be endless troubles, we have finally come to this point, naturally we will not make such a low-level mistake!"

Jia Chen slowly exhaled a long breath, his eyes were as calm as water, and he did not feel fluctuated by the current situation of running out of oil and lamps, and then said again: "That Dao Chang still doesn't make a move??" ”

Miao Miao Dao suddenly smiled.

"Hou Ye Jia doesn't have to pretend anymore, if you can drive the immortal soldiers to strike a second blow, then the old way will turn around and leave, but, can you?"

Jia Chen was silent when he heard this, just like a javelin stuck in place, quietly looking at the other party.

At this point, silence is better than sound, as if to say, if you don't believe it, you can give it a try.

Seeing Jia Chen's appearance, the Miao Daoist was stunned, and he couldn't stop sighing in his heart, the young man in front of him was in such a good state of mind that he couldn't see a little greasy at all.

According to this young man's calculations, it is possible to deliberately leave a blow and wait for him to strike, because those four people do not have immortal soldiers in their hands, and the threat to him is much smaller, but he is different.

However, at this point, he has no other choice at all, no matter what Jia Chen is thinking about, he has only one choice now, and that is to make a move.

As for whether it is life or death, it can only be left to fate.

Miao Miao Dao lightly touched his arm and sighed softly.

"Speaking of which, the death of that monk is still a little unjust, and he can at least die with Hou Ye."

When Jia Chen heard this, his brows furrowed, what did this old Taoist priest mean by saying this at this time?

It's just that the next moment, the heavens and the earth are stormy again.

The mirror that was suspended next to the Miao Dao suddenly shone brightly, and a coercion descended on this place, and he felt a stronger offensive than when the Miao Dao attacked before.

The misty old man glanced at the sky, his waist straightened, and then he seemed to point to it, "It's time to finish."

(End of chapter)