"You want to kill me too? Wish for the moon. ”

Although Mu Yuan was surprised, he did not panic.

As one of the Seven Great Evil Cultivators, he naturally wouldn't think that he was weaker than the other party.

"Blood God Palm!"

Mu Yuan shouted angrily, his body was like electricity, and his palms slapped out.

A powerful blood qi suddenly erupted, turning into a huge blood-red palm, and slapping it fiercely with endless killing intent towards the Fire Source Daoist.

The Fire Source Daoist sneered, and the flames in his hand burned fiercely, turning into a fire dragon and colliding with the blood-red palm.

For a moment, the flames were intertwined with the blood qi, and the air was filled with a rich fiery and bloody aura.

Two powerful forces collided together, making a deafening loud sound.

The surrounding land was torn apart by a violent shock wave, and rubble was scattered everywhere.

Mu Yuan's figure flashed, turned into an afterimage, and instantly flashed in front of the Fire Source Daoist, his fists were like electricity, and he bombarded fiercely.

The pupils of the Fire Source Daoist shrank, he didn't expect Mu Yuan's speed to be so fast, he didn't have time to react at all.

He hurriedly raised a flame shield to try to fend off Makihara's attack.

However, the flame shield quickly collapsed under Mu Yuan's attack, and the Fire Source Daoist took a few steps back, and fine beads of sweat were already oozing from his forehead.

Mu Yuan did not stop at all, and at the moment of repelling the Fire Source Daoist, he fled into the distance.

"The dignified Fire Source Daoist is nothing more than that, and he can't even stop a small evil cultivator."

In front of Muyuan, the heavens and the earth were split, and a hundred-zhang giant sword pierced the sky, and with a fierce killing aura, it slashed towards Muyuan.

At the end of the sword, a white-bearded Taoist had sharp eyes and a temperament like a killing god.

White-eyed swordsman, the seven elders of Lanmen, and the peak monk of the Lingtai.

When this sword fell, Mu Yuan's expression changed suddenly, and he hurriedly raised his hand, and a monstrous bloody palm slapped out, colliding with the giant sword.

The terrifying sword wave spread in all directions, the sky collapsed, and a hundred-meter hill was flattened in an instant.

The terrifying sword momentum forced Mu Yuan back three hundred zhang, and a mouthful of blood gushed out, and his face turned pale.

The white-eyed swordsman was too strong, and just one sword hurt him.

However, his being held back was only the beginning of the nightmare.

A thunderbolt tore through the sky, the space trembled, Mu Yuan raised his head, and saw a monk wearing a thunder armor slowly descending, holding a thunderbolt spear, his eyes were like electricity, as if he could penetrate everything.

"Thunder Wing Daoist!"

Mu Yuan's heart trembled, he knew that the Thunder Wing Daoist in front of him was the sixth elder of the Jade Sword Sect, a mysterious and powerful existence, and his cultivation had broken through to the peak of the spiritual platform, with the power of thunder and lightning, and he was invincible.

"Evil cultivator, hand over the Vermilion Bird Egg, and you will be caught!"

The voice of the Thunder Wing Daoist was as loud as thunder, and the momentum was amazing.

The appearance of the Thunder Wing Daoist also put a lot of pressure on the white-eyed swordsman.

"Hehehe, if you want me to be tied up, Lei Yi, you're not worthy."

Mu Yuan's face was grim, before Yuheng County exterminated the evil cultivators, there were no less than a thousand evil cultivators who died under the thunder of this Thunder Wing Daoist.

"The Great Butcher!"

A palm slapped the sky, this palm contained all his essence and spirit, under one palm, the heaven and earth were blood-red, and he was in Shura Hell in a trance.

A hundred-foot bloody hand covered the sky, as if the hellish Shura was making a move, and the endless killing made the heavens and the earth let out a wail, and shrouded towards the three people above the sky.

He even imagined that one person could repel three people and find a way out.

"The mantis arm is a car, not self-sufficient!"

The three of them shot together, bound to kill the evil cultivators, and then take the Vermilion Bird Egg.

The Fire Source Daoist turned into a flame giant, and the flames dyed the sky red, and the flame giant raised his foot and stepped on it.

The sword in the white-eyed swordsman's hand flipped over, and a hundred-zhang long sword broke through the air, tearing the sky and the sky, the sword intent was fierce, and the earth was scarred.

The thunder exploded in the hands of the Thunder Wing Dao people, as if opening the heavens and the earth, tearing the heavens and the earth apart, and the purest destructive power of the bearer bombarded down.

Three powerful attacks converged in the air, forming a majestic force that approached Muyuan.

At this moment, the heavens and the earth seemed to have lost their color, and only the terrifying killing intent remained.

Mu Yuan's face was hideous, he knew that he couldn't resist the combination of these three people, but he didn't have the slightest intention of backing down.

He gritted his teeth and violently urged the power of evil cultivation in his body, trying to increase the power of that bloody hand to the extreme.

However, at the moment when those three attacks were about to fall, the bloody hand was like tissue paper, vulnerable to a single blow.

The terrifying attack tore through the earth, piercing the earth, leaving the earth to collapse within a radius of ten miles, and a terrifying abyss appeared out of thin air.

Not a single trace of ashes was left behind, leaving only the specially made box silent beneath the abyss.

In Yuxu City, Zhou Qiankun looked up at the sky, his eyes full of shock.

At this time, the sky darkened, and a bright moon rose on the horizon, and the frost sprinkled down, illuminating the earth in silver.

The most shocking thing is the light that climbs from the ground, like bright fireworks soaring into the sky, and like a meteor shower flying backwards.

One by one, the Lingtai monks rode into the air, straight into the sky, like ten thousand swords piercing the sky, the light of mana overwhelmed the light of the moon, and the sky crossed a series of colorful traces, straight into the north.

Whoosh!

The sky seemed to be torn apart, cut into countless pieces, leaving a shocked crowd behind.

These Lingtai monks exuded a terrifying battle intent, the battle intent of thousands of people, condensed into a thousand zhang high mountains, as if they would fall at any time and sink the Jade Void City.

Fortunately for Zhou Qiankun and the others, this fighting spirit was not aimed at Yuxu City, but rushed towards the north of Yuxu City, thirty miles away.

"I'm afraid there won't be another Lingtai melee of this scale in a hundred years."

Countless people have sighed and witnessed history.

I don't know who shouted: "Let's go, go to the north city wall to watch the battle." ”

Countless people were instigated by this sentence and swarmed towards the northern city wall.

Of course, Zhou Qiankun will not miss this kind of excitement.

The most important thing is that Feng Xiaolin and Ouyang Feihe also headed towards the north city wall, and the only people who can track the imprint are the people from the Jade Sword Gate, and only these two people can show him that good show.

Coming to the north city wall, Zhou Qiankun seized a favorable position and saw through the outside of the city.

Thirty miles away, ordinary people can't see so far, they can only see the sky in the distance as bright as day, one after another brilliant spells cut through the sky, fell towards the earth, and then raged on the earth, the sky fell apart, like the end of the world.

Zhou Qiankun condensed his aura on his eyes, and his eyesight skyrocketed in an instant, and he could barely see the battle thirty miles away.

Countless people chased a golden box, and the box shifted back and forth in the air, and the person carrying it didn't last more than a minute before being bombarded into slag by countless spells.

Fortunately, the material of the box is excellent, so it can still be intact in such a terrifying battle.