"Bloodless, this is what you owe me." Saying that, Xue Sitang and Zuo Dao launched an attack towards Xue Wuyi, and even if Blood Wuyi was depressed in his heart, he had to raise his hand to fight back.

In the face of the attack, both Blood Wuyi and Zuo Dao were in the early stage of the Middle Realm, but because of the special spells, the Thunder Tribulation of Blood Wuyi was more terrifying than Zuo Dao, which also led to his strength being stronger than Zuo Dao, but because of Xuesitang, Blood Wuyi's shots were restricted everywhere, and after a while, he fell behind, and his blood-colored robe was already a little tattered, full of the breath of Zhengyangmen's spells.

On Bai Che's side, the raging flames were burning, as if they were going to burn everything, Bai Che was in the sea of fire, confused, obviously poisoned by the fire poison of the "Yang Yan Curse".

"The 'Yang Yan Curse' incinerates the divine sense, no matter how strange the white devil is that you strip your clothes, you will definitely die without a place to be buried." Elder Qiu said coldly.

"Elder Qiu, this son has been poisoned by fire, and I will help the sect master kill the blood Wuyi." An elder spoke.

Elder Qiu was about to nod when he saw a thunderbolt rush through the sea of fire, and then, a figure slammed into Elder Qiu with a punch.

Elder Qiu shook suddenly, he wanted to retreat, but it was too late.

With a "bang", Bai Che's punch fell on Elder Qiu fiercely, and the power of tens of thousands of catties instantly tilted on him. Elder Qiu's body flew out like a cannonball and landed on the ground.

Bai Che was about to take a step forward and prepare to attack again, when he saw that the few elders who were about to attack the bloody Wu suddenly turned back and surrounded Bai Che. This made Bai Che frown. He knew that he couldn't kill an elder quickly. Fortunately, Elder Qiu was injured.

Elder Qiu got up, his chest was already dented, I don't know how many bones were broken, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and looked at Bai Che with a solemn look, "Are you okay?" How is this possible! ”

"What's impossible, big-headed grandson, only you can't think of it, there is nothing that your white grandfather can't do." Bai Che laughed.

However, what Elder Qiu didn't know was that although Bai Che had cracked the "Yang Yan Curse", he had almost been wiped out, if it weren't for the purple light emitted by the "Dao Sutra" at the last moment, which dissolved the fire poison and made Bai Che sober up, and Bai Che released the power of thunder, I am afraid it would not be so easy to break through.

"This son is weird, I'll kill him together first, Elder Qiu, you recover from your injuries first." An elder spoke.

Elder Qiu nodded, Bai Che's punch was indeed not light, and his injury was not serious.

"Boy, just laugh, I'm sure you won't be able to laugh soon." An elder stepped forward and sneered.

"Your Grandpa Bai doesn't believe it." Bai Che smiled and immediately smashed the bronze tripod at the elder. The elder looked at Bai Che's sudden attack, and couldn't help but be stunned, without this, before he finished speaking, he began to attack, not to talk about martial arts.

"Boy, you dare to sneak attack, don't talk about martial arts!" The other elder's eyes were quick, and he moved, and used his moves to push the bronze tripod towards Bai Che.

Bai Che just gently flicked, and unloaded the power of the bronze tripod, that technique is Tai Chi, it is the technique of four or two thousand catties, it is the ancient martial arts practiced in the original world, as early as some time ago, Bai Che has realized that it is useful to smash people with the bronze tripod, but it will inevitably meet opponents who are stronger than themselves, and they will definitely smash the bronze tripod back, and the unlucky one is himself.

Therefore, Bai Che had been thinking about how to unload the power of smashing back into the bronze tripod, and it was not until Fang Cai that he realized it.

"Idiot." Bai Che stopped the bronze tripod, sneered, and said, "Are you sixty-nine years old this year?" ”

Bai Che suddenly remembered someone coming, and couldn't help laughing, Bai Che said coldly: "Anyway, you are also an elder of the sect, at least don't be so idiotic, right?" Who will talk about martial virtue on the battlefield? Besides, the last few of you are also in the late stage of soul casting, and you are attacking me in the early stage of soul casting together, who is not talking about martial arts? ”

Hearing Bai Che's words, the elder who pushed the bronze tripod back turned red, and said, "Boy, you are sharp-toothed, looking for death, you will fight with me and fight the ...... together."

Before his words fell, Bai Che punched up, just hitting his old face, beating his face like a big-headed son.

"There's so much nonsense in a fight, isn't this a fight?" Bai Che muttered to himself, and suddenly felt that the elder of Zhengyangmen was quite simple.

However, this is a battle of life and death, and if he can defeat one first, he will defeat one first, which will be more advantageous for him.

"Ah...... Hate boy, I'm going to skin you and cramp! The elder touched his big head and roared loudly, and then, regardless of the consumption of spiritual power, he continuously cast the "Yang Flame Spell", and several small suns smashed at Bai Che.

Seeing this, the rest of the elders who were preparing to attack dispersed one after another, after all, this "Yang Yan Curse" couldn't distinguish between teammates, so many "Yang Yan Curses", it was not a joke to accidentally injure themselves.

Seeing this, Bai Che's eyes moved, and he quickly cast the "Thunder Control Heart Method", and the purple-red thunder rushed away in an instant.

The rest of the elders saw the purple-red thunder retreating even farther, and even held up the spiritual power shield, they didn't dare to approach, for fear that they would accidentally fall.

The purple-red thunder was extremely violent, and the "Yang Yan Curse" was broken in an instant, and the violent thunder went towards the elder, who felt the terrifying aura of the purple-red thunder, he gasped, pinched his fingers, and summoned the magic weapon.

"Skyyang Shield." The elder shouted.

I saw a shield glowing orange and yellow appear in front of the elder.

Boom Boom Boom ......

The purple-red thunder continued to bombard, and that Tianyang Shield actually blocked the purple-red thunder for a while.

"Hehehe...... Boy, my Tianyang Shield can withstand the strongest blow in the early stage of the Middle Realm, although your spell is strong, it is impossible to break my 'Tianyang Shield'. The elder smirked.

"Then this shield is a good thing." Bai was completely red, he licked his lips, and the idea of winning the treasure came to his heart.

"Then you, Grandpa Bai, have taken it." Bai Che smiled, and then stepped out and rushed straight to the "Tianyang Shield".

"Dream, how can you take my things?" The elder snorted coldly.

"You don't have much spiritual power left now, so you're still worried about yourself." Bai Che sneered.

As he spoke, Bai Che smashed the bronze tripod out.

Clang......

There was a sound of metal clashing, and the purple-red thunder continued to bombard, and the elder injected spiritual power into the "Tianyang Shield".

But he didn't have much spiritual power left, how could he block Bai Che's continuous and domineering attacks? Finally, he collapsed, and the "Sky Yang Shield" crumbled.

"Poof......" The elder spurted out a mouthful of blood. His momentum waned instantly. The crumbling "Tianyang Shield" finally fell, Bai Che's eyes were quick, and he grabbed it, and in this way, the "Tianyang Shield" fell into Bai Che's hands, and the purple-red thunder also dissipated.

The bronze tripod smashed at the elder, but after all, he was a soul casting consummation, so he did not suffer fatal damage, but the consumption was too great, and with the loss of heart and blood, his future realm would very likely stagnate, or even fall.

After Bai Che erased his divine sense, he put away his shield, looked at the sluggish elder, and his body moved, after all, it was a grudge between life and death, and he would not be soft.

"Boy, presumptuous!" A scolding came, "Have you forgotten that I am still waiting?" ”

Bai Che saw that it was those monks who had just hid far away, they didn't even dare to fight, and now what could they be counted, even if the realm was higher than their own.

"You shrunken-headed turtles still dare to come?" Bai Che sneered: "Aren't you good to shrink in the turtle shell and poke your head out to find it?" ”

Afterwards, Bai Che said to the elder who had lost the "Tianyang Shield": "Your loss of the shield has nothing to do with your fellow disciples. ”

The elder only moved his lips slightly, unable to speak, he had just seen the other elders flee one after another, if they shot together, he would never lose the "Tianyang Shield", and he would not suffer irreversible injuries.

"Shut up, boy." An elder said sharply: "If you hurt my Zhengyangmen elder, and dare to transfer our relationship, you will die." ”

"The turtle king also bites?" Bai Che smiled.

Seeing Bai Che's body move, he opened the way with a flying sword and a bronze tripod, and then protected the "Tianyang Shield" beside him, and killed several elders. His momentum is overwhelming.

"Kill yourself." An elder snorted coldly.

"Ladies and gentlemen, set up the 'Zhengyang Killing Array' and kill this son." Another elder said.

I saw several elders casting spells one after another, sacrificing array flags, and ...... Hastily...... Hastily......

A pole array flag surrounded Bai Che, and then a formation was raised, enveloping Bai Che.

"Another formation?" Bai Che frowned, he remembered that he had also encountered a formation in the Blood Puppet Sect before, "Could it be that the strongest means of your various sects are formations?" Then you have to study hard. ”

"This array looks like a trapped formation, it doesn't seem to be anything special, but its name is 'Zhengyang Killing Array' will definitely be a little different." Bai Che pondered.

"Boy, now is your death period 'Zhengyang Divine Light' Qi." An elder's voice was cold.

I saw the "Zhengyang Killing Array" spinning, and suddenly a scorching light fell in the formation.

Seeing this, Bai Che's eyes moved, and he felt the crisis.

Rumble......

Fortunately, Bai Che used the "Tianyang Shield" to protect his body so that he would not be hit by the "Zhengyang Divine Light" all of a sudden, but in the long run, the "Tianyang Shield" would definitely not be able to bear it.

Bai Che's brows tightened, and he thought about how to break the formation.

"Array Eye, or Force." Bai Che muttered, "But this light attack is intensive, and the degree of compulsion is extremely dangerous, so it is better to find the formation as soon as possible." ”

Because when forcibly breaking the formation, he will consume a lot of spiritual power, and he needs to concentrate on it, plus the means to break the formation, Bai Che currently has only one way, that is, to make that "tripod-shaped lightning bomb".

This move is extremely powerful, enough to destroy the formation, but it is also very expensive to use, it is his hole card at the bottom of the box, so he will not use it until the last moment.

Bai Che finally took out another card of his own that had not been revealed: the talisman.

After Bai Che pasted a few Vajra talismans and Divine Talismans, he went to look for the Formation Eye.

......

Blood Wuyi saw the "Zhengyang Killing Array" and frowned.

He knew that this formation even the Middle Realm cultivators had to deal with it carefully.

"Bloodless, dare to be distracted in a duel with me?" Zuo Dao sneered, and as he spoke, he slapped his palm on the body of the bloody.

A mouthful of blood spurted out, and he had another wound on his body.

At this moment, the blood Wuyi looked extremely miserable, and he no longer had the demeanor he had before, his body was scarred, dripping with blood, palm wounds, fist wounds, and sword wounds......

He looked at Zuo Dao and Xuesitang with a solemn face, the pain on his body was far worse than the pain in his heart, only then did Xuesitang recruit a dead hand, which was deadly everywhere, more ruthless than Zuo Dao, like killing his father and taking his wife.

But who would have thought that this was a "father-son game", or a killing game, a killing game between father and son.

"Little Elder Sitang, Xue Wuyi is already seriously injured, it is easy for you to kill him, it's time to get your things back." Zuo Dao smiled and said, "Let him see how wrong his decision is." ”

"I will." The evil aura in Xuesitang's eyes became stronger and stronger, and he sneered: "My things, sooner or later, will be mine, and no one can take them away." ”