Monk Qingxiao never expected that this siege and slaughter arranged by Daqi would turn into a bloody massacre, in just a few breaths, Wei Xiongjian, Zhao Huizhi, and Li Chaotang all died in the hands of that young man.

The Qingxiao monk's heart moved, and the wisp of gray smoke quickly moved into the distance.

Xia Ze's Yang God's outer body returned to his body, but the Yin God who exuded a glittering golden light stepped on a fire sword and chased after him.

"Be forgiving and forgiving! Why should the benefactor exterminate the poor monks!" Qingxiao Monk scolded, and several times he could feel that the sword qi swung by the Yin God could almost behead him with a sword, only three or four inches away. He was extremely convinced that as long as Xia Ze wanted to kill him, he could do it at any time, and now he was a mouse who was played by a cat before he died.

As soon as the words fell, the Yin God really stopped chasing, suddenly stopped, and stood with his sword in his hand.

"Thank you..... Thanks to the benefactor, the poor monk will retreat." Monk Qingxiao's eyes were dark, and he cautiously looked at the expression of the Yin God, while the hand in the monk's robe secretly held the prayer wheel that had been quickly withdrawn from the acupoint.

But seeing that the young man in front of him spread his hands for some reason, the Qingxiao monk's heart tightened, and he confirmed the idea in his heart more and more, this young man really still moved the murderous intent, his face changed suddenly, and he was about to sacrifice the killing move in the prayer wheel, and fight to break the net, but he heard a boom behind him, and turned his head to see that the golden-eyed girl frowned slightly after killing the two monks neatly, and the whole person merged into a golden light and quickly killed.

Almost instantly, the Qingxiao monk didn't care about the risk of running out of spiritual energy, his mind moved, and the prayer wheel in his hand spun rapidly, as if a round of gray mist flew out of it.

After the explosion, out of the gray smoke, a blackened embarrassed monk fell out, and after rolling a few times in the clouds, he quickly climbed to a higher place.

Lin Luqing decisively retracted his sword, and the three-zhang tall black ghost in front of him burned with golden flames in his eyes, and in a cry of pain, he disappeared.

Qingxiao monk has palpitations, compared to Xia Ze, in fact, he is more afraid of this decisive girl, if it falls into her hands, there is no need to hope at all, there will be no chance of survival.

"Hey! If you don't want to die, help the poor monk delay for a while!" He shouted at the two monks who were wandering outside the battlefield and were slow to move.

The one on the left is a yellow-shirted Confucian scholar, with a thin face, but a rather slender figure, named Xu Mi, and the three people of the Haoqi Sect are the same brothers, and he is a Seven Realm monk who is good at thunder law.

The one on the right has some relationship with the old woman of the Ghost Snake Sect who was killed by Xia Zefei's sword in the Golden Thread River before, named Ren Si, who is also a ghost cultivator of the Eight Realms, and is extremely good at refining souls.

The two looked at each other and smiled, as if they were unwilling to leave the state of watching from afar, and the angry monk trembled.

No one would have thought that the next moment, Lin Luqing turned into a golden light, and his figure flashed away, Ren Sixin said it was not good, the girl in front of him stabbed him with a sword, he bit the tip of his tongue, and quickly sealed, a hideous female ghost poked out of his arms, looked at the girl in front of him stupidly, but was smashed by a sword.

Ren Si's back was already soaked in cold sweat, a thousand shots, it was really a thousand shots, it was him who died one step later and had no place to be buried, what a sharp and heavy sword qi this was, the female ghost who had been condensed by him for many years was actually counted as a ghost cultivator of the Six Realms, but it was still impossible to escape the ashes.

Lin Luqing frowned slightly, then turned his head and flicked his jade fingers.

Four cold silver lights flew out, quickly shooting towards Xu Mi who was ten zhang away, the latter reacted quickly, reciting the magic trick in his mouth, and the five internal organs began to flash with thunder, and with a wave of his big hand, there was a boom, and a majestic thunderbolt quickly slashed towards the flying thing.

The three silver rays of light flashed out when the thunderbolt struck them, and all of them shattered into powder. It seemed to be three silver needles, and the remaining silver light was just wrapped around the wisps of electric light, and the momentum was still unabated.

Xu Qi couldn't help but be a little surprised, this woman's killing power was so amazing, but she still used such a vicious secret weapon, but he was from the Haoqi Sect, as Liu Zhuoyu's senior brother, although he was not a cultivator

, but he is also quite loved by the gentlemen in the door, and he has a lot of talismans.

He slapped his chest, and in an instant, an orange-yellow treasure armor quickly covered his body, and around the treasure armor, there was also a talisman mantra written by the Taoist master himself, which could resist the full force of a monk of the Seven Realms, and ordinary monsters and ghosts could not avoid it, and the demons and ghosts who cultivated in the Middle Five Realms saw this Taoist handwriting, and they would not be full and had nothing to do to ask for hardship, and the trouble was not this armor, but the forces and rivers and lakes behind this armor.

Before the silver light arrived, Xu Mi was wearing the proverbs on the treasure armor, and he had quickly flown out, crashing into the silver light one after another, and under the bombardment of more than a dozen proverbs, Xu Mi finally saw the true face of the silver light in Lushan, which turned out to be a cyan flying sword.

He has accumulated thunder and lightning in his palm, as long as this flying sword insists on sealing his throat with a sword, with this thunder method and the treasure armor he wears, it is not only enough to protect himself, but if he is lucky, he can also successfully win this flying sword.

But for some reason, he had a vague sense of foreboding in his heart, as if his magic weapon, armed to the teeth, was useless in front of this flying sword. Sure enough, the next moment, the flying sword quickly dissipated, as if the world had evaporated. Xu Mi retreated wildly, obviously this flying sword used the so-called real name supernatural power.

Between his lungs, there was a sharp pain, and Xu Mi screamed miserably and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"This? What the hell is going on......" Ren Si looked shocked, but obviously Lin Luqing, who was chasing after him relentlessly, did not intend to let him go, and if he was distracted again, he was afraid that he would die on the spot.

Higher up, Xia Ze withdrew the Yin God and Yang God, his body was shocked, and he smashed his fist into the golden barrier raised by the magic weapon of the Qingxiao monk, and the entire golden barrier swayed non-stop. In an instant, there was an Arhat covered in golden light, penetrating the light curtain and slamming on the door of Xia Ze's face with a fist, but the latter did not move at all, and the three-zhang tall Arhat phantom collapsed.

Qingxiao monk never expected that the original siege would become such a scene, he looked at the prayer wheel in his hand that was on the verge of shattering, turned his heart sideways, and shouted, more than half of the aura in his body poured into it, and he slammed it towards Xia Ze.

The prayer wheel flashed with terrifying brilliance, shattering layers of light curtains, seeing that the terrifying power was about to explode, the corners of Xia Ze's mouth were slightly raised, and the red giant beast totem on his back gradually dimmed in color, and suddenly turned into a red giant beast in front of Xia Ze, and the prayer wheel that came to the top of his head immediately dispersed all the brilliance, and fell weakly.

Xia Ze grabbed the magic weapon, threw it away, and looked at the Yin God of the Qingxiao monk who had once again resisted the wind, this time, there was really killing intent in his eyes.

"Quick? Faster than my flying sword?" The boy laughed.

Qingxiao monk ignored the sound of the wind whistling in his ears and the near-depleted aura in the qi mansion, and ran desperately, but somehow a black figure flew in his ears, and in an instant, a thunder pool completely made of majestic thunder gas plasma suddenly generated.

The thousands of wisps of electric light, like a highly poisonous vine, densely wrapped around the wisp of Yin God, the electric light was swirling, and then a flame rose, and the Yin God of the monk began to spit out a stream of black gas, and he screamed in despair, becoming a Buddha or a demon, in a thought.

Just as he was about to fall into the demon path when he infinitely magnified the evil thoughts in his heart, another golden flying sword instantly pierced through his eyebrows, and then the Yin God exploded.

If you don't die in a great calamity, you will have a blessing in the future.

Two golden rays of light flew back to Xia Ze's body in an instant.

On the other end, Hao Qi Sect Xu stingy covered his heart, vomited a mouthful of blood, and then fainted all of a sudden, and then fell from the clouds, looking at the momentum of the fall, even if he was wearing that treasure armor, it was estimated that he would die on the spot, but Lin Luqing did not kill them all, but chased and beat Ren Si of the Ghost Sect, every time he stabbed out a sword, a ghost thing on Ren Si's body would be wiped out, making him puzzled in addition to the pain.

In the crowd, Chen Xin'an quickly flew up with a talisman in his hand, and firmly caught Xu Mi who had passed out, and at the moment he landed, a cyan figure as small as a mustard seed flew out of Xu Mi's body, and then returned to Lin Luqing's hands.

Flying swords, see the subtlety.

It wasn't until this moment that Xu Mi, who had been unconscious, began to bleed from his seven orifices, and Chen Xin'an saw this scene,

The shock was beyond measure, and he sighed: "Senior brother, you still have to thank others for sparing your life, if it were another person, I am afraid that there would be no scum left to kill people a long time ago." Is this kind of battle really something that we juniors can participate in?"

Ghost Sect Ren Si had exhausted all the ghosts that his body could use to resist, he scolded Ju Niang, his anger was shocked, and while sacrificing the flying sword, he used his own spirit to form thousands of obscure ghost shadows, and bombarded Lin Luqing.

The latter smiled contemptuously, and a blue talisman burned in his fingertips.

In an instant, a hurricane full of domineering aura, and the thousands of powerful ghosts and flying swords, shook each other, the situation was one-sided, and the ghosts were like ice and snow melting in an instant, completely dispersed.

Ren Si's neck was cold and he died on the spot. Lin Luqing glanced at the black flying sword, sneered, and slowly retracted the sword. For some reason, the flying sword looked like a shy little girl, quickly swept into the clouds and disappeared.

Xia Ze also arrived at this time, and said with a smile, "Why did you let go of that Haoqi Sect monk and kill the one from the Ghost Sect?"

The brilliance in Lin Luqing's eyes dissipated, looking a little tired, and she said softly: "Those people from the Haoqi Sect seem to be in love with you, and they can be killed, but there is no need, as for the Ghost Sect, they have long been mortal enemies, and it seems that there is nothing wrong with killing another one."

Xia Ze was noncommittal, in the distance, Zhan Yan also withdrew the jade sword, and there were two more statues as bright as jade around him, compared to Xia Ze and Lin Luqing, he was merciful.

Wei Yinxi was completely stunned, ten monks of the Eight Realms, from the south and north of the world, were all famous figures in the rivers and lakes, gone, just gone.

"Without further ado, let's do it." Wei Yinxi shouted.

In the depths of the shadows, the man who had been dormant for a long time came out, smiling, with a unique beast pattern embroidered on his chest, nine heads, nine tails.