A certain moment.

The male cultivator holding the three-color fan once again shook his hand and fanned out a fire-colored cloak, scorching the flesh-and-blood body of the Netherworld Ghost Zhi that was blocking the path in front of him into ashes, and the withered black and hard part in front of him that was still emitting black smoke was suddenly torn apart by a force.

The expressions of the four of them were all changing.

A speeding black shadow burst out from the cracked part, and stomped on the ground with a bang, and in an instant, it was already in front of the door of the male cultivator holding a three-color fan, and slammed his heart-warming fist.

"Huh!"

The male cultivator holding a three-color fan sneered.

Although the speed of the black shadow in front of him was extremely fast, he had already swung down the three-color fan in his hand with all his strength at this moment.

Airplanes!

A fire like substance was draped and fell.

This fire-colored cloaking turned into a semicircle, and the man holding the three-color fan was repaired behind him, and the speeding black shadow still smashed his fist down without dodging, and slammed it fiercely on the fire-colored cloak.

Boom!

The fire color cloak was directly pierced!

The fire-colored aura that escaped scorched the earth and stones on the ground, as well as the remaining flesh-and-blood body of the Netherworld Ghost Zhi, into white gas in an instant.

Within a radius of more than ten zhang, the astonishing heat diffused, like an invisible and insubstantial flame with a transparent color.

The male cultivator holding a three-color fan has a tearing eye.

This moment seems to be an incomparably long time.

The black shadow that came at a gallop crashed straight through the pierced fire-colored cloak, and under the transparent invisible and substantiated flames, the whole person's body turned into a charred black shape, all the beards were burned, and countless white flesh buds squirmed rapidly above the figure of this black shadow.

The fist of this black shadow, like the outstretched blade teeth of a fierce beast, smashed silently on his chest.

Under the punch, his chest has been blown up.

Blood splattered out like money, his viscera, with the fine stubble, and the smashed flesh and blood, and his body, half of his arm was brutally torn off, and flew upside down at great speed, plowing a deep ravine on the earth and stone covered with black ashes.

The black shadow that came at a gallop, that is, Gu Qing, grabbed half of his arm, and he didn't look at the male cultivator with a broken arm like a dead dog.

He slammed the ground again.

His gaze swept around.

With this dead dog-like male cultivator with a broken arm, the three people who were traveling with him all looked at him with fear on their faces at this moment.

Among these three people, the person with a young face and extremely handsome face was the cultivator of the Chongjia of Yan Kingdom in the mouth of Xi Mengyun that day, Chongting.

On that day, this Chongting also met Gu Qing, but at that time, Gu Qing was a bald head who didn't even have eyebrows.

"This place is dangerous, retreat quickly."

Gu Qing retracted his gaze.

He whispered a warning.

Forthwith.

And he swept straight out.

Walking through the path opened up by these few foundation-building monks in the flesh-and-blood body of the Netherworld Ghost Zhi, Gu Qing's speed increased greatly.

Soon.

Gu Qing had disappeared from the sight of the three foundation building period cultivators.

Several of the monks in the foundation building period were silent for a moment.

Followed by.

"Niu Daoyou?"

"Niu Daoyou! But is there still life? ”

Except for the white-bearded and white-haired man surnamed Xiang, whose eyes were as bright as fire, the remaining two were all male cultivators with broken arms like dead dogs, approaching quickly.

Seeing this, the male cultivator with a broken arm like a dead dog said in a low voice: "Qiao Daoyou, Chongdaoyou, don't force Niu to blow himself up!" ”

His eyes were bloodshot.

The heart was full of disbelief.

The kid who was almost slapped to death by him just now, actually ran over his fire cloaking with his body, blew his chest with a punch, and tore off his arm by the way, taking away his treasure fan!

"Ahem...... Don't blame Niu Daoyou. The two people who were approaching quickly stopped when they heard the words, and one of them said stupidly, "The two of us are just concerned about the safety of Niu Daoyou, so I just stepped forward to investigate." ”

The surnamed Xiang had white beard and white hair, his eyes were as bright as fire, and he frowned lightly and said, "Do we continue to explore ahead?" Look at the arrogance of that Daoist friend just now, the Demon Spirit Stream can already run rampant, but there is a little panic in the expression of that Daoist......

When the monk surnamed Xiang said this, the remaining three, including the monk surnamed Niu who struggled to stand up, all looked solemn.

That's when it happened.

A vague roar rang out.

The four of them were all shocked, and their eyes were shocked.

"This kind of might," cried the monk with the surname, ...... "impossible! How could there be such a powerful existence in the Demon Spirit Stream?! Hurry back! ”

said.

Regardless of the wear and tear, his body was already bursting with a cloud of golden light, three feet above the ground, turning into a golden light towards the back, flashing away like a meteor.

Chongting and the man he knew well glanced at each other.

The two of them also used their own means and quickly retreated.

Time.

Only the monk surnamed Niu who had just stood up remained.

He cursed a few words in his heart.

Then, his intact arm lifted, and the turquoise ring between his fingers flashed, and he held a bead-like object the size of a finger belly with a faint cyan luster.

A hint of flesh pain appeared in the bottom of his heart.

He pressed it between the flesh and blood of the severed arm.

……

In the essence of the Nether Ghost Zhi.

In a 'crack' that was incomprehensible to the huge body of the Nether Ghost Zhi, Gu Qing, who was once again scorched black, slammed on the ground.

Throat!

Where he landed, the earth and rocks seemed to be evaporated, turning into a deep pit of white gas, and he jumped high with the help of his strength, and shot forward.

"That roar is louder......"

Gu Qing's stiff cheeks were on top of his brows furrowed slightly.

He had a guess in his mind.

The existence that made that terrifying roar, the reason why the roar is getting louder and louder, should not be that the distance between him is getting closer and closer, but that the existence that emitted a terrifying roar is about to get out of trouble.

As soon as this idea appeared, it lingered in Gu Qing's heart, and the more he thought about it, the greater the possibility he felt.

Throwing half of the arm in his hand, along with the three-color fan, into the space of the stone tablet, his eyes flashed slightly.

Another roar, still like nothing.

He actually heard a hint of excitement and eagerness from it.

Gu Qing ran away quickly.

In the blink of an eye, about ten breaths passed.

Just as he stepped on the ground again.

An absolutely powerful invisible force swept from the rear.

In a split second.

This force affected Gu Qing.

Everything around Gu Qing was under this invisible force, first stagnating slightly, and then disappearing.

He saw the flesh-and-blood body of the Netherworld Ghost Zhi, like a bubble, and a dark red light sprinkled from afar.

This Heavenly and Earthly Netherworld Ghost Zhi, under this invisible force, has turned into powder before it can be held up even one in a thousandth.

No.

It's not powder.

Gu Qing, who was stagnant and flew backwards, realized this.

The flesh-and-blood body of the Netherworld Ghost Zhi clearly collapsed violently towards the center at an extremely fast speed!

The situation around Gu Qing is changing rapidly.

In front of him, a big man in black with a beard flew sideways, this big man in black looked frightened, his face was distorted, and he didn't know what he was shouting, he couldn't hear it clearly.

The man in black struggled to resist something, but it still couldn't stop him, his body was twisting and deforming.

Gu Qing only felt that his head was a little swollen.

Sometimes his arms swelled and his legs became extremely small, and sometimes his chest swelled and his limbs shrunk......

In a short moment, he was pulled into a curved line, obviously still conscious, but he couldn't think at all, and he couldn't turn his thoughts.

Until a humanoid black shadow appeared in his extremely narrow field of vision, his heart could not be suppressed with unspeakable fear.

This humanoid figure is black, tilting its head, and its body is like water.

In the next moment, it turned into Gu Qing's appearance.

Then he opened his arms, as if to greet something.

Its extremely strong thoughts seemed to contain special power, which made Gu Qing immediately understand its thoughts.

Freshman!

This thing is welcoming a new lease of life!

didn't wait for Gu Qing, whose thinking became slow, to think about something more.

The body of the Netherworld Ghost Zhi, the sky that was revealed after the collapse, and the dark red light of the remnant sun in the sky became extremely intense, and the entire sea and land of the Demon Spirit Stream were all glowing with a misty luster, and Gu Qing's originally slow thinking became extremely sensitive in an instant.

His eyes darkened.

A sense of the world spinning appeared.

In the narrow field of vision, the dark shadow of the human figure has disappeared.

"The Demon Spirit Stream is closed."

Gu Qing's heart was a little more fortunate.

That humanoid black shadow was definitely not something he could deal with.

The situation is unimaginable.

The body of such a huge Netherworld Ghost Zhi completely collapsed in an instant, and the black-clothed man with a full face and beard was constantly distorted and deformed in front of his eyes.

His own body was also pulled into crooked lines, which gave him a sense of collapse and confusion.

But his happiness did not last for the next breath.

A roar of nothingness, with a strong thought of annoyance and anger, sounded in Gu Qing's ears again.

The darkness in front of him was tearing apart like a curtain.

A big black hand grabbed it across the space.

Gu Qing was shocked in his heart, but he didn't panic.

It was only because of this big black hand that countless pitch-black cracks appeared, and these cracks absorbed and devoured the big black hand, and Gu Qing's eyes were once again dark and silent.

……

Outside.

Zhongsun Li, who was dressed in gray, looked cold.

He sat in a pillar of black light a few feet thick, and flicked his fingers, smashing the prohibition into the iron-gray boulder below.

On top of the iron-gray boulder, in a cloud of gray light, a light gate several feet high slowly condensed out.

At this time, the light gate several feet high trembled slightly.

The illusory door of light almost went out.

The gray-clothed Zhongsun Li's brows furrowed, and he whispered, "Huh?!" The space covered by this great array is actually a little unstable, which is really unusual. ”

He struck at the iron-gray boulder's inhibition, a little more intensive.

In the dense gray light cluster, the illusory light gate several feet high stabilized and solidified at an extremely fast speed.

The cultivators who were waiting nearby all breathed a sigh of relief.

A group of monks with a high level of cultivation have been waiting for a long time.

Among these monks, most of them were cultivating in the late stage of Qi refining, and there were also many cultivators in the foundation building period, and there were even a few monks who were standing at the forefront and close to the gray pillar of light where Zhongsun Li was, and their cultivation had reached the stage of attaining the Dan stage.

These monks from the Yudan Realm are communicating with each other.

"Senior Brother Zhao, whether or not you can gather the medicinal materials for refining that furnace of pills this time, the Danding faction will come back!" The fat and tall cultivator with skin like a baby, suddenly like a god, said to the short and thin monk on the side.

This fat and high cultivator's name is Ke Ming, known as Minglong Zhenren, and he is one of the two Supreme Elders of Danding Sect.

The short and thin monk beside Ke Ming is named Zhao Wubei, known as Minghu Zhenren, another Taishang elder of the Danding Sect, and Ke Ming's junior disciple.

Zhao Wubei heard Ke Ming's transmission, his face was expressionless, and he responded: "Whether the Danding faction will return to the Danding Gate or not, what our two old guys said doesn't count." ”