"Whew!"

At the last moment, the gray mist suddenly dispersed, and an inch of red Pi Lian broke through the air, Yan Chixia shook her body to avoid it, and immediately showed a look of astonishment: This is... Warn?

Ordinary heavenly treasures will not warn, could it be that this thing has given birth to spiritual wisdom?

If it is a spiritual thing, it may be best to communicate and reach a consensus, to be honest, he doesn't particularly want to provoke this thing, and he is not afraid of death, which does not mean that he is long-lived.

With that in mind, he was about to speak.

But the gray mist suddenly expanded wildly at a speed visible to the naked eye, until it reached a certain critical point, only to hear a click, as if something had broken free from the shackles.

A hand shaped like a tree slowly poked out the gray mist, and then pressed down sharply.

"Tear up!"

The gray mist forcibly divided into four, and everyone was horrified, just because inside, there were actually three men and one woman, sitting in a circle, all lifeless, lifeless and without vitality.

The woman's palm at the head is flipped a little bit, and her movements are stiff, like a marionette.

However.

The moment her palm was completely upward, it directly affected the majestic vitality in all directions, like a whale swallowing and encroaching, endlessly, all poured into the four people and seven orifices.

"Boom!"

The deafening and muffled sound of sound lingered, and the roar of the sea water sounded faintly in the ears, like the roar of the waves crashing on the shore, and the fishy smell of the sea water came from nowhere.

Yan Chixia retreated into the crowd, nervous, with a vigilant face, staring at the four of them.

It's not that he talks about martial virtue and refuses to take advantage of the danger of others, but the energy tide caused by the violent and surging vitality in front of him makes it impossible for him to get close to the four of them at all.

"Whoa!"

About 100 breaths.

Manzhu Sawa shook violently, the gray mist diluted to almost transparent, and the skin of the four people who were filled with vitality actually showed an extremely strange pink.

Then open your eyes.

Instantly.

Yan Chixia and the others gasped one after another, only to feel that their scalps were numb.

The gray-white pupils, muddy and hollow, exude a dark black light, obviously looking in the prime of life, but in the corners of the eyes on the left and right sides, you can glimpse the meaning of the old dragon clock.

Even the well-informed Li Qingjun couldn't think of what words to use to describe their eyes... Not like a living person? Well, not exactly like a dead man.

The woman at the head stood up.

The remaining gray mist gathered at her fingertips, turning into an irregular cane, and she scanned the crutches as her gaze swept across the crowd, and suddenly, her movements froze.

Looking at Li Qingjun!

"Traitor..."

Long.

The woman's lips squirmed, and she spat out two inexplicable words, probably because she had not spoken for too long, and her voice sounded unusually hoarse, and the words were like gold.

Li Qingjun was stunned.

Traitor?

I?

We... Know?

The woman on crutches ignored Li Qingjun's doubts, moved her hand back, and the other three old monsters also slowly got up, and four cold and gloomy eyes fell on her body at the same time.

Looking at each other, Li Qingjun subconsciously shuddered and shuddered.

The breath of evil ghosts and monsters is rising, countless scarlet blood lines appear out of thin air, and in the cramped and narrow cave, the atmosphere is tense, and everyone is waiting for it.

Finally.

She spoke again: "Betrayer... They all have to die... He... Where..."

Still vague and intermittent, like the friction of gold and stone, extremely sharp and piercing, dusty for more than a thousand years, she has long forgotten how to speak normally.

He?

Li Qingjun captured the key information and suddenly realized.

The traitor in this woman's mouth is not herself, but an existence who betrayed her or the organization behind her five thousand years ago, and she had contact with that person...

"Senpai, I..."

Adhering to the concept of salute before soldier, she tried to communicate with the woman.

"You... Shut up. ”

But as a veteran Yuanying who has never met an opponent since the fall of the Shenyu Dynasty and has lived to the modern era, the other party didn't take her seriously at all, and directly ordered:

"Soul searching... Kill! ”

Kill the word.

The three old monsters made a brazen move, every move and style were all nirvana, and the three kinds of ways each accounted for a corner of the four elephants, and the crutches woman blocked the east, forming a net of heaven and earth to attack.

The overwhelming will to destroy, as if not dying, poured out the town.

At this moment.

Li Qingjun's state can be described as having no way to go to the sky, no door to enter the ground, embattled, and nowhere to escape, Yan Chixia turned her hand to summon the Xuanyuan Sword, ready to rush to the aid at any time.

The other monks also spared no effort to use their magical powers, hoping to help Li Qingjun relieve some of the pressure, after all, they were grasshoppers tied to the same rope at the moment.

Dead lips and cold teeth.

If Li Qingjun died, they would not be able to resist the killing of the four people.

Can.

To everyone's surprise.

Whether it was the attack of the four old monsters or the spells they played, they all stopped unbelievably at the moment when they broke through Li Qingjun's body.

Without exception.

It's as if the time of that distance has been frozen vividly...