"This Daoist brother, who is enforcing the law at the outer gate of the Ten Thousand Souls Sect, and Dongfang Ye, the national teacher of Zhao Guo, is out this time, and I don't know how to offend Your Excellency.

I also hope that Brother Dao will be merciful for the sake of the sect and Zhao Guo.

I came out this time on the orders of the master, and if I go out with three long and two short, I'm afraid it will be bad for Brother Dao.

It's better for everyone to say goodbye, just as if it didn't happen this time, of course, I won't let Brother Dao run in vain, I still have some things here, and I hope Brother Dao raises his noble hand and lets us go! ”

Saying that, Dongfang Ye took down the storage bag on his waist, and under the light support of mana, he floated to the Sancai Daoist.

What's in the bag isn't worth much, but the storage bag is worth it.

Dongfang Ye has no way to make this decision, now his own life is in the hands of others, if he can rely on these in exchange for his life, of course, it is the best result.

Therefore, Dongfang Ye also expressed full sincerity, and directly gave the storage bag to the Sancai Dao people, without a trace of hesitation, since the money is exchanged for life, it is better to be atmospheric.

The storage bag floated in front of the Sancai Daoist, but he didn't look at it, just a crow that landed on his shoulder, flapped its wings and flew up, and then held the storage bag in his mouth.

In this fighting method, how can you directly open the things sent by the enemy, and it is not the first time that the Sancai Dao people have entered and exited the rivers and lakes.

Although he now has an absolute advantage, it is not uncommon for the boat to capsize in the gutter, how can Sancai Dao people do such a wrongful thing.

As for Dongfeng Ye's plea for mercy and his identity as the protector of the Ten Thousand Souls Sect, it didn't matter to the Sancai Dao people.

If the Sancai Daoist really cared about the sect, he would not have defected from the sect back then, after all, compared to his master back then, this Ten Thousand Souls Sect was nothing.

What's more, the tattered Taoist priest in front of him is already in the palm of his hand, and life and death are just between him waving his hand, so he still needs to talk to him more.

The Sancai Dao people didn't say a word, and what followed was an even more violent attack from those crows.

Dongfang Ye gradually felt that something was wrong in this spell dodging, not only did his limbs begin to become numb, but even his mana was sluggish.

Although he was seriously injured, and then suffered from the cold poison of the claws, the mana should not run so slowly.

"Oh no, there is poison in this cloud!"

This poison was specially used to deal with cultivators, and Dongfang Ye did not dare to delay again in this cloud.

He had already put down his body before, but he didn't expect that the Sancai Dao man ignored him and directly wanted his life.

Such an evil cultivator who does not pay attention to the rules and only takes the lives of others, Dongfang Ye only hates itchy teeth.

Hate to hate, but it will not affect the current situation.

Dongfang Ye is clumsily dealing with the crow's attack left and right, and now that the Sancai Dao people have not made a move, just these demon beasts he raises, Dongfang Ye has been unable to deal with it.

What's more, Dongfang Ye also carried an oil bottle on his shoulder, and at this time, his sword flew in this cloud, and he didn't dare to stop at all, so he could only try to reduce the number of crows around him through constant movement.

But the clouds never rushed out, and every time Dongfang Ye's flying sword rushed to the edge, from those shadows, more crows rushed to their faces, completely blocking those exits.

From time to time, there were flashes of sword light in the clouds, and occasionally a few screams could be heard, not only from Dongfang Ye, but also from crows.

After all, in terms of individual strength, none of these crows can compare to Dongfang Ye, so it is impossible for Dongfang Ye to be injured alone, and those crows are unscathed.

In the midst of this fight, occasionally a few crows fell from time to time and fell into the boundless earth.

The blood blurred Dongfang Ye's eyes, and his eyes were bright red, and he was wheezing violently, like the broken old bellows.

The magic weapon talisman on Dongfang Ye's body was consumed in the previous battle with the ghost general, otherwise he would not be as passive as he is now, and he would not even have an effective counterattack.

Dongfang Ye couldn't get close to the person who stood in the way, and he just fought uselessly with these crows under his command.

Moreover, Dongfang Ye felt that his body was becoming more and more heavy and numb, and this feeling gradually spread all over his body.

His mana was becoming more and more sluggish, and if it was like a river, it was now like a stream.

Even the flying sword of the royal drive is not as smooth as before, I am afraid that I will not be able to wait for a pillar or two of incense, and I will be buried in the belly of this crow, and I don't need the Sancai Dao people to make a move at all.

Now the magic weapon on Dongfang Ye's body, except for the Wanluo umbrella that has been damaged, is only the flying sword on his feet.

However, Dongfang Ye's royal drive to the flying sword is completely inferior to his ghost-making skills.

As for the spells he controlled, Dongfang Ye also extinguished his mind after seeing the strong momentum on the Sancai Dao people not far away.

Instead of wasting mana to cast some spells, it is better to save some spells that are not a threat to the Sancai Dao people at all, and accumulate them in order to change the situation.

Dongfang Ye stepped on the flying sword and began to rush to the edge of the clouds again, which in the eyes of the Sancai Dao people, this was just the last dying struggle before dying.

At this time, Sancai Daoist looked at Dongfang Ye, he had been forced to a desperate situation, and he no longer stood there to watch the play, he was ready to give Dongfang Ye the last blow and end this farce.

But Dongfang Ye didn't want to die, he saw the Sancai Dao people flying towards him from a distance, and he knew that the Dao people in front of him were going to take his own life.

Dongfang Ye still wanted to make a final struggle, he took out the Wanluo umbrella that had been broken, held it on the handle of the umbrella, and the mana was continuously input into it.

The surface of the umbrella glowed intermittently, and the figure of the dragon also appeared intermittently, but it couldn't be connected into a section.

Looking at the Sancai Dao people who were getting closer and closer, Dongfang Ye suddenly became anxious, he desperately sent mana inside, and finally the cyan on the umbrella surface gradually stabilized, and the dragon flew out of the umbrella surface and pounced towards the Sancai Dao people.

The dragon was not as majestic as before, the scales were full of pits, and the dragon claws were also broken, living up to the previous divine might.

Not only that, Dongfang Ye pointed two fingers and pointed at the flying sword at his feet, and the flying sword was golden and appeared in front of him in an instant, while Dongfang Ye stood without wind and was suspended in the air.

"Ten Thousand Swords Return to the Sect!"

I saw that the flying sword transformed into a golden light sword that was three feet long, and around this big sword, dozens of light and shadow swords also appeared.

Although the name of this spell is domineering, the effect is far inferior to that year's soul refining banner.

These flying swords followed closely behind the dragon and struck towards the Sancai Dao people.