Seeing these fast-running Qi Refiners rushing towards this side, Gao Sishu's eyelids jumped, blocking in front of him at a speed that was not inferior to the other party's at all, and with a flip of his palm, he brought out a stream of green light and hit the person in the lead.

Syllable!

The man used his palm to face Gao Sishu, and his body retreated, and at this time, Gao Sishu directly shot out a cloud of green mist, its poisonous gas was violent, covering the mountain pass, one of the fast running qi refiners was confiscated at once, and drilled into the green mist, it was a miserable howl, the whole person seemed to be corroded, half of his head was corroded, his body was full of pits, and he lay down directly in the green mist.

The person who slapped Gao Sishu stopped, looked at his palm full of green poison, sneered, and his palm stirred up an aura and forced the poison away.

This person is also of the same rank, to say the least, if you really fight. He's not an opponent.

Because Gao Sishu and his opponent's palms and arms were full of cut wounds at this time, and even his clothes were cut open with just one blow, and blood was flowing down.

Don't mention the combat power of the Golden Immortal Gate!

Although the bell is there to control people to fight each other, the rest of the people are not easy to mess with.

Wang Qizheng, who was holding a magic weapon axe against the enemy, was unaware for a while, and was bullied by a qi refiner, only to see that the qi refiner let out an inhuman roar, which shocked Wang Qizheng, stretched out his five fingers, and brought out several beast ghosts, which penetrated into Wang Qizheng's body like arrows, making him bleed from the corners of his mouth and half-knelt down.

Zhang Feixuan didn't get a good deal either, he was almost desperate, the treasure pestle emitted dozens of blood arrows, blocking the enemy's attack, but a disciple of the True Purity Sect suddenly cast a divine power, which made him look in a trance, feeling that his divine consciousness was gone, and when he relaxed, the blood arrow could not be maintained, and it was broken through.

No matter how strong the bell is, he will not take care of everyone, and on the other side, there are not only many people, but also a sixth-order Qi Refiner, although one has fallen, but the rest is still difficult to deal with.

It's going to die!

If it is a dead disciple of the Golden Immortal Sect, it is better to say, if it is a mortal dead.

"Don't go up!"

Sun Jiubei suddenly stopped at the entrance of the mountain road, his face was firm, "You evil ways, senior brother is back, I must make you look good!" ”

The Qi Refiner of the Tempest Village looked disdainful, and raised his hand to roll up a raging wind, and the wind whirled to form a wheal, like countless sharp blades cutting through it.

They are not interested in mortals, that is the spoils of war, and now the important thing is to deal with these Golden Immortal Sect people.

However, if someone makes a provocative statement, he is still a mortal without mana fluctuations, so let's kill him first!

The wind came quickly, almost no one could react, Zhang Feixuan and the others did not slow down, and the remaining disciples of the Golden Immortal Sect were all dodging the attack in a hurry.

With their current combat strength, they are no match for these people at all, so what can they do but escape.

The wheal rushed straight towards Sun Jiubei, but no one stopped it, and it reached the top of his head in an instant.

If this is realized, with the assets of mortals, it is impossible to resist at all, and it will be directly cut into several balls.

And the awe-inspiring edge of the wheal also made Sun Jiubei subconsciously close his eyes.

In fact, he was scared to death.

He should have gone up the mountain with the mortals to hide, but when he thought that the senior brothers below were struggling to resist, he was hiding on it alone.

This is not supposed to be.

He is also a disciple of the Golden Immortal Sect!

He's going to do his part, too!

So he came down halfway up the mountain, and as soon as he reached the mountain pass, he came to say this.

As a result, the opposing attack smashed down.

If this wheal is hit, it will surely die.

"Senior brother won't let you go!"

Before he died, Sun Jiubei screamed again, as if to boost his courage.

As for the Qi Refiner of the Tempest Village, they didn't even look at this mortal.

As long as you go out from them, you will definitely meet the masters, the heads of the six sects are all there, and what senior brother is not a senior brother, he is already a dead person here.

Their bosses are dead!

Just as the man was about to continue his attack, the wheal that had descended on the mortal's head suddenly disappeared.

"Big brother!"

Around, some people's exclamations sounded, and I saw that they all raised their heads and looked at the air in surprise.

That direction is above his back

It's just that before he could turn around, he suddenly felt a burning pain all over his body, and he didn't feel anything after that.

The white flames burned all the bodies of everyone except the disciples of the Golden Immortal Sect, and as soon as the flames burned, whether they were controlled by the bell to fight each other, or those who were chasing and killing the disciples of the Golden Immortal Sect, or those who wanted to rush over to deal with Zhang Feixuan, there was nothing left, and they were burned into ashes.

"Senior brother."

Zhang Feixuan looked at the sky blankly, at that position, Song Yin's figure was appearing there, and he was still holding something in his arms, but he didn't stay in the air at all, just glanced down, and flew straight towards the top of the mountain.

Faintly, you can still hear the sound he left behind.

"Master, if you hold on any longer, I will definitely save you!"

Song Yin held the golden light in his arms and flew towards the mountain gate quickly, at the same time, one hand was also flooded with white flames, and its flames turned into a thin layer, wrapping the golden light, and around him, there was a yellow wind void, which seemed to be hanging.

The evil path that suddenly turned into a monster and seemed to be infinitely powerful was not Song Yin's opponent.

Looking at the might, in front of Song Yin, it was only a punch.

With just one punch, the other party will be gone, after all, such an evil demon will be restrained by his Great Dao Fire.

In contrast, the master is more important, as soon as the person dies, he will fly this way with the master in his arms.

"Master! Hold on, master! ”

Flying in the air, Song Yin shouted anxiously.

The golden light in his arms, the breath was even weaker, and it had reached the point where it was almost imperceptible.

It's obviously supported by the yellow wind, and it's also healing with the Great Dao Fire, why is it still not working, why!

Jin Guang's head was dangling there during the flight, and he didn't have much consciousness left

There was still one just now, although he was seriously injured and dying just now, and he didn't have any divine sense, but there was one just now, if Song Yin gave him the pill, maybe he could be rescued.

Even if it was just with that inexplicable yellow wind, he could sense it and feel that his vitality was recovering.

But as soon as the white fire burned, he was gone.

The already dark divine consciousness was already muddy under this burn.

Maybe the body has recovered, but its consciousness is as weak as a candle in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any time.

Disciple, don't burn it, if you burn it again, your soul will be burned, you can spare me

The only little consciousness left, only one thought.

Hurry up and get rid of it.

"Master, master!!"

In a trance, he heard Song Yin's more anxious voice, and the pain in his soul, and then he felt that his soul was light, drifting into the distance, and disappeared.

The last bit of consciousness completely disappeared under this white fire refining.

(End of chapter)