Two quarters of an hour later,

The battle was already coming to an end, and the originally flat and dense mountain forests were now collapsing one after another, and many of the ground was still covered with ice crystals from the remnants of the battle.

"Boom!!"

The last roar was heard, and the battle was calm, and everything around was quiet and terrifying.

The burly man lay on his back in the middle of a large pit, looked at the silent sky where the full moon hung high, and exhaled a long breath:

"Whew is finally over."

After lying quietly for a few breaths, the burly man struggled to stand up, still with a little palpitation in his eyes.

The two people are really strong, but fortunately, the other party was careless.

Thinking about it, the burly man shook his head slightly, picked up a bloody severed hand on the side, and walked slowly towards the edge of the big pit.

Next to the crater he was in was a river that flowed down the mountain, but the valley formed by the small river had now been cut off, and the number of collapses and the gravel craters caused by the aftermath of the battle cut off the entire river.

His gaze swept over, and the burly man quickly found the target he was looking for.

An old man with short hair with a broken arm standing next to a broken river valley.

Walking up to the other party, the old man with short hair with a broken arm glanced back at the burly man, and his voice was not cold:

"Are you alright?"

The burly man smiled reluctantly and said in a low voice:

"My injuries are fine, but it's a pity that Zhou Jing"

"B!" The old man interrupted the other party's intention to tell the name, and they could not leave any trace.

“.”

The burly man was stunned when he heard this, then nodded, and changed his words:

"It's a pity that C is dead."

With that, he glanced at the forest a hundred feet away,

There was a corpse there.

It was the chubby woman, who was frozen into an ice sculpture and then punched through the chest.

The short-haired old man looked very indifferent when he saw the death of his companion, and said softly:

"It's okay, it doesn't matter if C's life or death."

The burly man was a little dissatisfied with the old man's cold-bloodedness, but in the end he didn't say anything, and glanced in the direction where the woman Yuan Qi had disappeared:

"What about Ran Qingmo?"

The short-haired old man whispered:

"It's okay, she's already seriously injured, and I can't run far after the mark, I'll chase it later."

"What if you can't catch up?" The burly man hesitated a little: "This woman probably has a back hand." ”

The short-haired old man hesitated slightly:

"It doesn't matter, the closest county town to Shengshan will take about three days to run a round trip with Sanpin Xiu, which is enough for us to destroy all traces, but it may have to be postponed, after all, there is a high probability that Xiangguo Mansion will be involved."

After a pause, the burly man whispered to the old man and asked:

"Where's the man?"

The short-haired old man didn't speak, but raised his hand and pointed to a large crater in the middle of the river valley not far away.

The burly man glanced over there.

The flesh and blood of the man who suddenly sneaked out had all disappeared, leaving only a dry skeleton and a blood-colored robe lying quietly in the middle of the pit.

Retracting his gaze, the burly man had a hint of amusement in his eyes:

"If this person sneaks up on me or B, the three of us may really be planted here, but it's a pity that he chose to sneak up on you, the old man."

The short-haired old man glanced at the burly man and said softly:

"Some of this person's methods are very strange, his own cultivation is only about seven grades, and the Yuan Qi that can explode about three grades seems to be with the help of foreign objects."

The burly man smiled when he heard this:

"You old man are embarrassed to say that other people's exercises are weird? Your own exercises are really weird, and to be honest, sometimes I feel like you're not a human being anymore. ”

Speaking of which,

The burly man threw the severed hand he was carrying to the short-haired old man opposite.

"Hmph."

The short-haired old man snorted coldly, caught it casually, and then directly put his severed hand on the severed arm of his wound.

There was a moment of silence, and a strange aura surged.

In an instant, the flesh and blood began to surge, and countless flesh buds began to grow and connect at the severed arm of the wound, and finally the entire arm was directly spliced together with flesh and bone.

The burly man looked at the scene in front of him, was silent for a while, and said in amazement:

"Old man, are you a secret method or a practice? If you cut off your head, you won't die, and blood and rebirth are the means of the Origin Realm. ”

The short-haired old man glanced at him coldly and said:

"Don't talk nonsense, I'll clean up the traces of the battle here, you quickly go back and manipulate the formation to kill all the people in Shengshan County, then Ran Qingmo escaped, whether I can catch up or not, I have to hurry up and deal with the aftermath."

The burly man looked stunned when he heard this, and said in a low voice.

"Then I'll go back to the control formation first, and you'll come over when you've dealt with it."

"Hmm."

Words fall,

The burly man adjusted his breath slightly, then turned into an afterimage and galloped away into the distance.

And the direction he headed was not Shengshan County, but towards the interior of the Wanxing Mountains.

The short-haired old man watched the other party disappear into the distance, shook his head lightly, and walked slowly towards the place where the blood-clothed man died.

Standing next to the dry bones, the short-haired old man stared and shook his head slightly:

"This dress is unscathed, and the material is really superb, but unfortunately it can't be used, so I can only find an opportunity for the auction house to sell it."

As he spoke, the short-haired old man bent down to pick it up.

But at this point,

A few shimmering cherry blossoms fell from behind him

When the short-haired old man saw this scene, his fingertips froze.

He remembered that there didn't seem to be any cherry trees around.

What's more,

It's the season, not the time when the cherry blossoms are in full bloom.

Turning back sharply,

The short-haired old man saw two familiar figures behind him, one illusory, the other solid, talking and laughing.

The blood-clothed man chuckled and said:

"Old man Luo, look, I've said it, I can handle it myself, you don't have to worry."

The phantom of the middle-aged scholar replied with a smile:

"You kid can comprehend the Dao Yun so thoroughly, even if you are an old man, I underestimate you, and this charm God Dao Yun is really a bit mysterious."

“.”

Looking at the scene in front of him, the short-haired old man's constricted pupils shook slightly.

And then

He found that everything around him was beginning to change.

The blood-colored robe lying quietly on the ground was gone, replaced by the dry bones of a woman, and the lower half of his own body had been frozen into ice sculptures.

The cold air of the forest is constantly spreading upward.

Charm and Divine Dao

Contacting the words he had just heard, the short-haired old man instantly understood that he had fallen into the other party's illusion and killed his companion:

"What are you? What's the situation? No way! ”

"Nothing impossible, your companion called "B" has already taken Ran Qingmo to control the formation. ”

After saying that, Xu Yuan ignored the old man's low drink, and turned to the remnant soul of the saint and asked:

"Old man Luo, this person's exercises are so weird, have you seen them before? Sneak attack on him, only to be attacked in turn, almost capsized in the gutter. ”

The remnant of the saint shook his head:

"I don't know."

Xu Yuan smacked his lips, his eyes were a little disdainful:

"Tsk, why don't you know anything?"

"What are you in a hurry?"

The voice of the remnant soul of the saint was slow with a smile:

"Old man, although I have never seen similar exercises, I have seen similar creatures, and I am familiar with this kind of creature, old man."

Xu Yuan frowned:

"Biological. What do you mean? ”

The remnant soul of the saint stared at the old man who was gradually frozen into an ice sculpture, grinned, and spit out two words:

"Stranger."

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