Suddenly, the sky where the orcs were located was shrouded in strange powers, and the Yuan Pattern continued to emerge.

The orc reacted extremely quickly, and with a wave of his big hand, the majestic Yuan Force surged out, sweeping towards the oncoming Yuan Pattern.

He snorted coldly: "A few scrolls with less than sixty yuan patterns dare to fiddle in front of this king!" ”

Just as the orcs were trying their best to deal with the attack of the Yuan Pattern Scroll, Li Yuan grabbed the vine green, and with a few flickers, he appeared several miles away.

Immediately afterwards, a pair of thunder wings behind Li Yuan stretched out, and a deafening thunderous sound was heard.

"Seniors, juniors don't want to be with you, there will be no time in the future!"

Li Yuan's voice came from afar, full of banter and ridicule.

After the orc dispersed those painless attacks, he looked up, only to see a lightning point in the sky, so fast that even he couldn't compare.

"Cunning human boy!"

The beast gritted its teeth in anger, and it was unlikely that he could catch up with his speed, so he could only snort unwillingly, and turned around and swept into the black mist.

Suddenly, the sound of Yuan Force colliding continued to come from the black mist.

………

On the top of the majestic mountain, Li Yuan sat quietly.

His figure was softly shrouded in moonlight, as if it blended in with the surrounding rocks, grass and trees.

The cold wind of the night howled, but it could not affect him in the slightest.

His heart is like a quiet lake, undisturbed.

The Yuan Force in the body quietly became full, and warm currents flowed in the meridians, bringing an unprecedented sense of comfort.

Li Yuan could clearly feel that every cell of his was greedily absorbing power, as if the dry earth was ushering in a long-lost rain.

After several days of continuous flight, Li Yuan was like a tireless bird, crossing the clouds and skimming the mountains.

Every time the consumption of Yuan Li is like a breath of life force being withdrawn from the body.

But whenever he stopped to pranayama, he was able to recover in a short time.

Here, there are hundreds of thousands of miles away from the area where the great battle took place between the merchant ships of the five major families.

Hundreds of half-step transformation realms, hundreds of heavenly kings, he didn't want to mess with half a point.

What's more, there was also a sixth-level demon beast with a strength close to the middle stage of the Transformation Realm.

After exhaling a deep breath of turbidity, Li Yuan's eyes slowly opened, and a bright light flashed in his eyes.

He looked up at the stars, each one shining like a jewel set in the night sky.

In this silent night sky, he seemed to hear the whispers of the stars and feel the vastness and depth of the universe.

At this moment, the bitterness in his heart came like a tide, and he muttered to himself: "The cultivation of the peak of the middle stage of the Yuan Shen Realm, in this place, there is only escape. ”

The moment he felt powerless, the helplessness in his heart became more and more intense.

Li Yuan looked around, and the top of the mountain peak was shrouded in a thin layer of mist.

This vast world is full of unknowns and dangers, and only by constantly improving its strength can we gain a foothold here.

Not to mention the peak powerhouse of the half-step transformation pattern realm, even if it is an ordinary half-step transformation pattern realm, Li Yuan will never dare to underestimate it.

Recalling that when he left the Qinggu Continent, the fierce battle with the Four Heavenly Kings still made him feel palpitations.

In that battle, he truly experienced the power and horror of the half-step transformation pattern.

Although now he is far stronger than when he merged with Yuan Yao.

But in the face of the powerhouse of the half-step transformation realm, he still needs to go all out, and even fight to the death.

The slightest negligence can lead to a catastrophe.

Even if the four Heavenly Kings of Bihai Pavilion were forcibly promoted to the Half-Step Transformation Pattern Realm, their strength would never be comparable to those Yuan Masters here who were only at the peak of the late stage of the Yuan God Realm.

Here, the strong gather, and life-and-death battles are almost commonplace.

They can often go to many seniors to give guidance, sharpen in actual combat, and constantly improve their strength.

In contrast, the Heavenly King of Bihai Pavilion, although he also has a good cultivation, is far inferior to the powerhouses in this land in terms of actual combat.

"There was a fierce fight over there, and there seemed to be quite a few of them."

Suddenly, not far away, the vine green eyes vigilantly cast into the distant sky, and a dense forest was like a green barrier, obscuring everything.

Li Yuan felt the fluctuation of Yuan Force trembling slightly in the air, nodded, his brows furrowed slightly, and his eyes revealed a bit of solemnity.

He closed his eyes slightly, sensing the aura of battle in the distance.

After a while, Li Yuan slowly opened his eyes: "The strongest strength should be in the late stage of the Yuan Shen Realm."

"Let's go and have a look."

Li Yuan stood up, and as soon as his body moved, he floated down from the top of the mountain like a light wind and fell into the dense forest.

Teng Qing followed, and the two of them quietly melted into the depths of the forest like two ghosts.

Li Yuan glanced back at Teng Qing, and couldn't help but feel a little envious in his heart.

Although the vine Qing cultivation has not yet recovered, the ability to step on the void without the need for an imperial weapon in the previous Destiny Spirit Realm still exists.

It's just that her flight speed is about the same as that of an ordinary Yuan Shen Realm powerhouse.

After the two of them flew for a distance in the forest, their figures suddenly flashed, and they completely disappeared between the dense giant trees, and even their breath was hidden.

Deep in the forest, in a relatively flat area, the flames were blazing, and hundreds of figures were fighting fiercely.

The Yuan Force collided, like thunder, crushing the surrounding towering trees into powder.

The ground cracked into cracks several feet wide, like a pitch-black centipede crawling on the ground, crisscrossing and crisscrossing.

The originally flat plain could no longer meet their fight, and many strong men flew into the sky to start more fierce battles.

The various colors of Yuan Force collided in the air, bursting out with dazzling brilliance, reflecting most of the night sky as if it were day.

The smoke of the war intensified, and the sound of fighting through the clouds and cracking stones and the loud sound of the collision of Yuan Force rose and fell in the forest.

As time passed, the air began to smell of blood, which became heavier and heavier, threatening to dye the forest blood-red.

This smell of blood caused the countless demon beasts that originally inhabited the forest to scatter and flee.

Their eyes widened in horror, not daring to approach the area where the great battle was taking place.

On the battlefield, the men and horses on both sides were red-eyed, and life and death were in an instant.

Yuan Li raged on the battlefield like a violent torrent, bursting with brilliant light.

In the sky, the strong men stood in the air, and their figures looked tall and majestic under the reflection of Yuan Li.

Their shots were all full of devastating power, and the Yuan Force was intertwined, forming a gorgeous trajectory.

On the ground, the debris of trees that had been crushed into powder by the Yuan Force flew everywhere, covering the entire battlefield with a layer of gray smoke and dust.

A middle-aged man had a gloomy face, a trace of undried blood hung on the corner of his mouth, his eyes were full of anger, and the long knife in his hand was wielded vigorously, splitting a mid-Yuan Shen Realm Yuan person in two.

Despite his struggles, he was overwhelmed by the tide of enemies around him.

"You Chuanfeng, my Fengguan Shao Clan has nothing to do with your Crazy Sword Sect, why do you want to kill my people so cruelly!"

The middle-aged man looked at the bald man in a battle circle in the sky and shouted angrily.

When the bald man in the black power suit heard this, his face was full of arrogance and disdain, and he laughed.

His laughter echoed in the sky, and it was particularly harsh.

"Are you afraid that I will close the Shaw Clan and destroy the Crazy Sword Gate in the future?" The middle-aged man shouted.

The big knife in his hand flashed with cold light, and You Chuanfeng snorted coldly: "Fengguan Shao Clan?

"It's just an eighty-three-ranked family, and you dare to shout in front of our Crazy Sword Gate?

"If you want to destroy us, you will pay a heavy price.

"In the future, there will be no more of your names on the hundreds of rivers in the river."

His gaze coldly swept across the battlefield below, a cruel smile on his lips.

The battlefield below had turned into a sea of blood, and countless corpses had fallen to the ground in rivers of blood.

With a backhand knife, You Chuanfeng knocked back a few feet from a Yuan Shen Realm powerhouse who was attacking him, then took a deep breath and sniffed the smell of blood in the air.

The rich smell of blood seemed to make him more excited, and his eyes became more fanatical and cruel.

The clansmen of the Fengguan Shao clan were defeated and retreated under the siege of the other party, and fear and despair were born in their hearts.

And the disciples of the Crazy Sword Sect were like bloodthirsty beasts, frantically slaughtering the clansmen of the Fengguan Shao Clan.

The battle has been going on for several hours, and both sides have paid a heavy price.

"What does the Crazy Knife Gate want?" The middle-aged man's tone was cold, like words squeezed out of his teeth.

You Chuanfeng touched his bare head, and the corners of his mouth hooked up a sinister smile, as if a beast was staring at its prey, and slowly spoke: "This time, you Fengguan Shao Clan went to the ruins of the Jinglan Feng Clan with great fanfare, wanting to gain some benefits from it.

"Well, there's a lot of danger there, so we don't plan to join in the fun.

"Hey...... I heard that you brought a lot of treasures with you this time just in case.

"Shao Chong, as long as you obediently hand over the Yun Ring, I may be able to consider letting you live."

When the middle-aged man heard this, a chill flashed in his eyes, and he said coldly: "The Yun Ring in the hands of our Fengguan Shao Clan, how can you ask for it if you want it from the Crazy Dao Sect?"

"You're not qualified enough, call your master here."

"You're not good enough to disturb the master." You Chuanfeng smiled.

He didn't care about Shao Chong's provocation, his eyes swept around the battlefield around him The people on both sides who were fighting fiercely, and people fell from time to time in the shadow of the sword and sword.

You Chuanfeng shouted: "Don't leave any of them, kill them all!"

"When you get the ring, you only need to hand over half of the things inside."

With his order, the disciples of the Crazy Sword Sect rushed frantically towards the disciples of the Fengguan Shao Clan as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

Their eyes sparkle with cruelty and greed, and they treat each other as tempting prey.

The children of the Fengguan Shaw Clan did not have an advantage in numbers and strength, but at this moment, they were overstretched in the face of the full force of the Crazy Sword Sect.

For a while, there were screams and blood splattered on the battlefield.

Many of the weaker Shaw Brothers fell one after another under the onslaught of the Crazy Sword Gate.

Shao Chong's eyes burned with a strong killing intent, but under this killing intent, there was a deep sadness.

He looked at the people who were lying in pools of blood, and his heart was filled with endless pain and anger.

After that, he fixed his gaze for the last time on a young man who was fighting fiercely with the disciples of the Crazy Sword Sect in the distance, and shouted:

"Shao Chun, you take Yan Ting to break through, and I will buy time for you.

"When the elders and the powerhouses of the Qianyu Palace arrive, they will definitely avenge these dead clansmen!"

When Shao Chun heard the call, his expression changed slightly, and he quickly glanced at the battlefield around him.

I saw that the clansmen of the Fengguan Shao Clan were completely at a disadvantage in the face of the crazy offensive of the disciples of the Crazy Sword Sect.

Their overall strength and the number of Yuan Masters are far from the other party, and if they continue to fight hard, the result will inevitably be the annihilation of the entire army.

Shao Chun's heart swelled with struggling and wandering emotions, as a powerhouse at the peak of the middle stage of the Yuan Shen Realm, how could he watch his clansmen fall into a desperate situation and ignore them?

However, he also knew that there was only a dead end to stay.

At this moment, Shao Chong's voice sounded again, and he said firmly: "Go!"

"You are left with only a dead end.

"Yan Ting is a disciple of Qianyu Palace, she is the future of the Fengguan Shao Clan, and she must not be allowed to fall here!"

When Shao Chun heard this, his heart sank.

He turned his head to look at a woman in a long inky dress not far away.

As a disciple of the Qianyu Palace, this woman exudes an extraordinary temperament.

Her existence is indeed the future of Fengguan Shaw.

Thinking of this, Shao Chun took a deep breath and suddenly waved the long knife in his hand, forcing a disciple of the Crazy Sword Sect to retreat.

Then, he turned around and swept in the direction of Shao Yanting.

Shao Chun's body was like the wind, galloping in the sky, and with a wave of his palm, a majestic yuan force exploded instantly, directly shattering a mad knife disciple in front of him, and the blood mist was filled.

Immediately after, he slashed out with his backhand, and the sharp blade slashed through the void, cutting the other disciple in two.

He was in the chaotic sky battlefield, a few flashes, and came behind a woman with a graceful figure, slender legs, a snow-white neck, and a mid-stage cultivation of the Yuan Shen Realm.

"Yan Ting, let's go!" Shao Chun grabbed the woman's slender wrist, and then the two of them flashed and galloped towards the outside of the sky battle circle.

However, their actions immediately attracted the attention of the disciples of the Madsword Sect.

Not far away, You Chuanfeng, who was fighting with the Shao clan of Fengguan, stared.

"Shao Chun, if you were younger, you might be able to compete for a place on the 100 genius list, but it's a pity." The corners of You Chuanfeng's mouth hooked up with a sneer.

He sensed Shao Chun and Shao Yanting's intentions, and said secretly: "Want to go?

"It's not that easy.

"Shao Yanting, a disciple of the Qianyu Palace, if you can't leave it, it will be a lot of trouble."

With terrifying murderous intent in his eyes, he shouted, "Stop them!"

"Even beauties can't be merciful.

"It's a matter of life and death for the Crazy Knife Gate.

"If they are allowed to escape, no one can afford to blame the master of the door."

With an order, the disciples of the Crazy Sword Gate immediately took action.

They naturally understood that if any of the Shaw clansmen left tonight, the consequences would not be very good.

The disciples of the Crazy Sword Sect, who had been inspired by You Chuanfeng's promise before, only had killing and madness in their eyes, and rushed towards Shao Chun and Shao Yanting one after another.

For a while, the sword light and sword shadows flickered on the sky battlefield, and the yuan force fluctuated constantly.

Shao Chun and Shao Yanting had just torn open a breakthrough opening, and they were immediately blocked by the disciples of the Crazy Knife Gate.

Seeing this, a trace of fierceness flashed in Shao Chong's eyes in the distance, and he shouted, and his yuan power exploded without reservation.

(End of chapter)