In the middle of the spit, Gu Qing stared at the formation light curtain on the side.

This small courtyard is on the edge of Feilei Peak, and on one side is an arc-shaped dark blue light curtain, which is five or six zhang thick, with countless subtle silver-white lines, which seem to be surging in it, converging somewhere above.

One breath ...... Two Interest......

Gu Qing counted silently in his heart.

As if waiting for the guillotine to fall, the time became a little long, and when Gu Qing silently counted to sixteen breaths, the sound of the wind that was originally whistling around him suddenly stopped, and on the peak, the entire Flying Thunder View seemed to freeze for a moment.

Then, the dark blue formation light curtain trembled, and it became no longer able to isolate the outside world.

I saw that the position of a hundred zhang above the Flying Thunder Peak.

Wearing a blue robe, the Flying Thunder Daoist with a pale face stood in the formation light curtain in the air, his aura was sluggish, and he held the trick in his hand, a cyan tripod and a dim purple spiritual light, protecting him in front of him.

“…… Do you really want to kill them all? ”

The Flying Thunder Daoist said in a deep voice.

Before he finished speaking, a black mountain peak had already flown from a distance like a meteor, directly smashing the dim purple spiritual light, and falling on the dark blue light curtain with a bang!

Airplanes!

The entire Flying Thunder Peak trembled violently! In the direction of the Flying Thunder Palace, a pillar of light with a diameter of more than one zhang rushed straight into the air, and then exploded violently, turning into multicolored light and spreading around, and the light that soon spread covered the vicinity of the Flying Thunder Palace, condensing into a five-color formation with a rich spiritual light!

Immediately after, there was a click, and a huge crack suddenly appeared on the dark blue light curtain that enveloped the entire peak!

The fine lines spread like spider webs, and the dark blue light curtain was like a dam that had been washed away, and hundreds of silver-white lightning bolts continued to escape towards the peak of the Flying Thunder Peak.

Immediately, the formation collapsed.

Rumble!

The hurricane, which was a hundred times more awe-inspiring than before, suddenly pressed across the top of the Flying Thunder Peak, accompanied by silver-white lightning washing the ground, and the entire Flying Thunder Temple, except for the vicinity of the Flying Thunder Hall that was protected by the five-color formation, all fell apart in half an instant.

Countless gravels that split his head and covered his face smashed on Gu Qing's body who was shrinking in the corner, at this time, the blue brick wall had collapsed, only the corner part remained, Gu Qing's nose and face were swollen, and he did not do anything other than protect his internal organs with spiritual power.

In the rubble, there were several silvery-white lightning bolts, which were linked together and rippled out.

His fingers trembled slightly, and then, along with the rubble around him, was slashed, and his face suddenly turned black.

More than ten Dao Tong in the front yard were also blown away, most of the Dao Tong were blown up by lightning in mid-air, their flesh and blood evaporated, and a bloodshot black wreckage fell, which happened to be stuck in the crack of the rubble, face to face with Gu Qing with a scorched face.

Several Dao boys who still had their lives, including Ge Desheng, took advantage of the wind to run frantically towards the bottom of the mountain, but after a huge divine sense swept away, the flesh and blood of several Dao boys were stripped away, and the remaining white bones also quickly decayed.

The rotten white bones turned into a trace of black qi and converged towards the black mountain peak that had fallen.

With the formation broken, the cyan Da Ding was suddenly hit by the black peak, and with a bang, it swept out the light purple lines, and then flew out upside down with a sad scream, and the Flying Thunder Dao Man with a painful face beckoned, put away the cyan Da Ding, and held the extremely dim purple aura in his hand.

The purple aura was wrapped in a flying sword.

The black peak, after smashing the cyan tripod, also fell into the lilac lines, the black gas continued to diffuse, and soon burst out, a man and a woman two figures, revealing their figures.

This pair of men and women are extremely strong.

The two of them were each dressed in black, and the coercion of the early stage of the foundation building period around them did not hide half a point.

The two of them didn't say a word, as soon as their bodies were revealed, and they didn't care about the residual power of the formation that had not yet dissipated, they had already turned into two black lights, forgetting to die, and attacking the Flying Thunder Dao people at the same time.

"His grandmother's, a madman from the San'in faction!"

Flying Thunder Dao cursed in his heart.

He turned around and flew towards the direction of the Flying Thunder Palace, and at the same time his divine sense spoke: "Two fellow Daoists, move slowly!" Qi is willing to offer eight proud sons of the heavens of the immortal sect, just to be able to enter the Shanyin faction! The bottle of Sanpin Huanglong Dan that day was photographed is also willing to be presented together! ”

As he spoke, the Flying Thunder Daoist waved his sleeves, put away the flying sword in his hand, turned around and fled towards the direction of the Flying Thunder Palace.

With the wave of the Flying Thunder Daoist's sleeves, an invisible sword aura quietly slashed down.

A sword light flashed, and with a pop, half of the cliff below was cut off, and the male cultivator's eyes widened slightly, and he only had to make a defensive form, and he was directly cut out more than ten zhang away!

"Huh...... Old dogs. ”

The male cultivator laughed hoarsely.

He didn't look at the deep sword marks on his arms, patted the storage bag on his waist, and suddenly a small black flag was taken out by him, this small black flag grew in the wind, turned into a soul banner of Zhangyu, he took it in his hand, waved it violently, and suddenly the black gas filled the sky!

Countless miserable cries resounded throughout the entire Flying Thunder Peak.

"Ten Thousand Souls!"

The Flying Thunder Daoist only glanced at it, and suddenly the horrified souls were all rising, he slammed his palm on his chest, spurting out a few mouthfuls of essence blood, and then his body turned into a light that directly turned into blood, and it was actually a direct performance of the Blood Burning Technique!

The three monks of the foundation building period flew away at the same time towards the five-color formation that shrouded the Flying Thunder Palace.

Then.

Gu Qingcai's body buried by the rubble moved, and the whole person shot towards the bottom of the mountain like an offline sharp arrow!

With ten Shenxing talismans attached to his legs, coupled with the slightest disregard for the consumption of spiritual power in his body, Gu Qing's speed at this moment was close to the level of the late stage of qi refining, but it was slightly uncontrollable.

His whole body flew close to the ground, constantly avoiding the aftermath of the collapse of the formation, and in less than half a breath, he had already burrowed into the mountain forest.

"Didn't notice my ......"

"Or do you think it's an ant that doesn't deserve attention?"

"Or, down the hill, there are other people guarding ......"

Gu Qing's thoughts turned sharply.

He noticed that the vegetation on the slopes of Feilei Peak on both sides had withered, and many trees had almost all died.

"It seems that it is indeed the Sanyin faction, and the black peak that fell down should be the secret technique of the Sanyin faction's 'Mountain Soul', I am afraid that Fang Cai's blow can directly destroy a small city, and the power is really terrifying."

The Mountain Soul Secret Technique, which requires extracting the 'soul' of a mountain peak to use the fighting method, and the peak of the 'soul' that has been extracted will turn into a dead peak, and it will not regain its vitality until it is dozens or hundreds of years later.

Gu Qing didn't dare to delay at all, and in just a few breaths, he had already descended the Flying Thunder Peak and came to the foot of the mountain.

Just fell to the ground.

Gu Qing's heart sank, he rolled on the spot without thinking, only a muffled thunderous sound was heard in his ears, and the hard ground where he originally landed had been torn apart, and stone chips were splashing.

"Huh?"

There was a cry of surprise on the left.

Gu Qing didn't look at it, with a wave of his left hand, he directly threw a first-order ice blade talisman over, and the long sword in his right hand picked up the gravel on the ground, and with a bang, he went straight to the door of the person on the left.

On the left is an extremely plump nun.

Cultivation is probably at the fifth level of Qi refining, wearing thin black clothes, with solid muscles, she is the first rank among the female cultivators Gu Qing has seen in her life, this woman is wearing two huge black fist gloves on her hands, and she should be extremely good at hand-to-hand combat.

Hula!

The Ice Blade Talisman suddenly burst open, turning into a frost storm with a diameter of more than a zhang, sweeping in.

The plump female cultivator's body was cold, and a thin layer of frost had condensed around her body.

"Such a powerful first-order spirit rune!"

The plump female cultivator's face was a little excited, and the spiritual power in her body flowed, and then the fist glove magic weapon on her wrist lit up, only to be protected by a black light, and the frost storm had enveloped her.

Bang bang bang!

Dozens of ice blades slashed the black light, the plump female cultivator did not panic at all, her body shook, and the frost condensed around her body suddenly shattered, she looked at the cold light that came to the door in front of her, and laughed fiercely.

"Phew!"

"That boy, it's good to come!"

"If you can make the old lady happy, the old lady doesn't mind multiple male pets with darker faces!"

The plump female cultivator's divine sense spoke, and he directly hit it with a punch, Gu Qing's scorched face, he couldn't see the expression, but he directly turned the sword sideways and blocked it in front of him.

Baste!

The black fist gloves fell on the sword, the fine frost flowers condensed on the sword, and there was a chill from the hilt of the sword, Gu Qing only felt a strong force, smashing him out, his face became pale, and a wisp of red blood overflowed at the corner of his mouth.

He used his strength to retreat towards the rear, and shook his hand to shoot another first-order fire dragon talisman towards the rear.

The wisp of blood he left behind was directly burned clean.

Originally, the plump female cultivator in the frost storm saw a ball of fire melt into the frost, swirling with the wind, turning into a dragon dancing in the air, the two closely fused, and then exploded violently.

Boom!

A large amount of white heat, in an instant, stretched for a hundred meters, connecting from the bottom of the mountain to the dense forest on the side, covering the eyes of the plump female cultivator.

After two breaths.

The plump female cultivator swept out the white gas, and the wet clothes made her figure loom, and there was a kind of fatal temptation, she scanned the surroundings with her divine sense, found nothing, gritted her teeth with hatred, and hammered on the tree beside her.

"Ran away? It's really boring. ”

The two of them hugged the thick tree, and the middle section turned directly into sawdust, breaking like dead grass.

……

In the dense forest, a yellow light was fleeing close to the ground, it was Gu Qing who was scorched and black, and he was extremely embarrassed at the moment.

Removing the silver and white lightning contained in several formations, ten Divine Talismans and two first-order spirit runes in a row, plus he had escaped so far, only half of his spiritual power remained, and he was almost exhausted.

The viscera has been injured again, although he has taken the healing pill, but if it is really an ordinary third layer of qi refining, I am afraid that he has just received a punch from that plump female cultivator, and he has been dead for a long time at this moment.

"The Sanyin faction didn't even arrange a formation to block the mountain?"

Gu Qing endured the feeling of fainting, and wondered in his heart.

His eyes moved slightly, and he understood.

The Sanyin Sect had already sent two monks from the foundation building period, so there was no need to waste any more energy and arrange formations to block the perimeter.

Left and right, it is nothing more than getting rid of himself, a little monk of the third layer of qi refining, and thinking that the plump female cultivator of the fifth layer of qi refining will guard the mountain, it is just a better arrangement than nothing, and it is not the point at all.

There are not many others in Huaining County, but there are many lakes and waters.

After walking away for half an hour, Gu Qing changed directions several times, and finally plunged into a stream with a thud, and when he went ashore again, he was already hundreds of zhang away, and the long sword in his hand was received in the storage bag, and he was changed into a light-colored Confucian shirt.

Sitting on the big stone on the shore, Gu Qing glanced around, waved his hand and took out two lifelike beards and four silver needles of different lengths from the storage bag, and pounded on the water surface for a short while, and then he turned into an elegant middle-aged Confucian appearance.

"Hoo ......"

"This place is more than 100 miles away from Feilei Peak, and I have changed my appearance, unless the foundation monk comes in person, it is very unlikely that he can find me with his qi, and he should be safe for the time being."

Gu Qing pondered for a moment.

Feeling the healing elixir that was dissolved by the spiritual power, and the slightest pain of pulling out the viscera, he looked at the reflection on the water, his eyebrows and eyes lowered, thinking of Zhao Tieshan and the others.

The water rippled, distorting his reflection.