"My life is over!" Gong Tong urged the red banner to die to the enemy, but the primordial spirit in his body suddenly shook, and there was a monstrous sea of blood in his mind, and in an instant, several cold streams were like thin snakes scurrying around in the body, and for a while, the whole body was stiff, and the red flags and red mangs were suddenly lost, and the arrogant ghost thing was instantly crushed by the criss-crossing electric light.

It turns out that the six-sided red banner is called Chiluo Tower, which is a rare tantric magic weapon with both offense and defense, and those who cultivate to the advanced can condense into a fear yaksha, just like the incarnation outside the body that can only be cultivated by the legendary sage and sage, but the power of this Chiluo Banner formation itself comes from extracting the black demonic energy from the ground, and the caster is extremely suffering from the demonic energy illusion, and Gong Tong's cultivation is not enough, and he did not dare to use this magic weapon when he faced the enemy Hetu that day, and now he is desperate to fight, but there is no luck, the original god is eaten by the fierce illusion of the sea of blood, and the original yin ghost qi in the body can not be suppressed suddenly, and it bursts out all at once。

This life-and-death battle method is already extremely dangerous, and there is no room for the slightest mistake, and the thought of stopping my life has just flashed in Gong Tong's mind, and Mi Luo in mid-air has already smiled, and the black qi in his hand surged out, condensing into a black giant claw, and grabbed it with one claw.

Now Mi Luo's Zhu is in the hands of the young man who has already been stunned by the two of them, plus Gong Tong has always been scheming, so he has no mercy, Mi Luo's helpless hand is a spell to deal with the magic weapon flying sword, full of vicious and filthy atmosphere, containing galactic sand, emery and other things, can crack the gold stone, but poor Gong Tong has no power to fight back, under a grab, even people with coffins, like a shortbread was pinched to pieces.

Mi Luo killed Gong Tong with one claw, and suddenly his eyes changed, only to see several sword lights in the northern sky like a dragon, breaking through the air, the speed was amazing, it seemed to be flashing, there were already three people standing in the field, two men and one woman, all three of them were wearing silver silk brocade white robes, one of the two men had thick eyebrows and angry eyes, and he was tall, and the other man had a long beard and a black bun on the top of his head, and although the woman looked more than thirty years old, she had a bewitching figure, and she looked as if she was about to float up as soon as the wind blew, one black, one red and one white three sword lights hovered around their respective bodies, bright and uncertain。

As soon as the three of them appeared, they saw Mi Luo kill Gong Tong with one claw, put away the Lei Yin Silver Bead, and immediately saw Mi Luo's identity, and they were stunned. "How could it be a person from Qingcheng?" and Mi Luo was also secretly surprised in his heart, first, he didn't expect someone to come so quickly, and second, from the clothes and appearance of the three people, Mi Luo had already recognized that these three people were not disciples of Shushan, but disciples of Qingcheng Qingyang Sanren Ao Ming, Song Hezi and Shui Wuyue. These three people are all masters of fame, and Mi Luo has already expected that he may not be the opponent of these three people, and before the three of them can speak, the fishy black gas regathers and directly grabs the young man in the red flag.

"Slow down!" Ao Ming, Song Hezi, and Shui Wuyue actually just happened to pass by, seeing the strange light flashing here, someone rushed to fight, and now just found out that Mi Luo is a person from the Yin Xiao Dao in the north, and it is not clear why, but at the same time that Mi Luo suddenly shot at the young man, Song Hezi's eyes were sharp, and he caught a glimpse of the bead in the young man's hand, and immediately exclaimed, and the exclamation started, and a white sword light had jumped three times in a row, intercepting Mi Luo's Nai He Yin hand.

"What?" Although Ao Ming and Shui Wuyue didn't know what was going on, the three of them were in the same breath, and they had a tacit understanding, as soon as the sword light of Song Hezi came out, the two sword lights of Ao Ming and Shui Wuyue had also come out proudly, Shui Wuyue's scabbard was green, but her heart was moving, and the sword light flew out, but it was all red, and Ao Ming's black sword light complemented each other, hovering quickly around the two.

"Go!" A silver light smashed directly into Shui Wuyue, who seemed to be the weakest of the three, with a "stab" sound, but it was Ao Ming's black flying sword that blocked the silver light shot out by Mi Luo's fingers, and under the collision, black scales flashed on the black flying sword, and the black light and silver light scattered like gold liquid, and Shui Wuyue's red flying sword was directly twisted towards Mi Luo.

"Qingcheng Flying Sword is really extraordinary!" Mi Luo's face was cloudy, before this, Mi Luo had also fought with other sword immortals who had magic weapons flying swords, but this Qingcheng thousand-year-old famous sect, the flying sword of ordinary loose cultivation could not be compared to it at all. Song Hezi's flying sword doesn't know what material it is refined, in the face of Mi Luo's special breaking of the flying sword, he is not afraid, that silver light is the thunder silver bead that Mi Luo has just recovered, although the thunder and lightning have been used up, but this silver bead itself is also a magic weapon, and there is a thousand jun power under a blow, but Ao Ming's flying sword is easily blocked under the combo, and these three people cooperate with the attack and defense to be very lawful, under one blow, Mi Luo knows that he is not an opponent. But the pearl is right in front of him, and it is extremely difficult to make Mi Luo give up, but it is extremely difficult, but the yin hand quickly retracted, and at the same time as grabbing the sword light of Shui Wuyue, Mi Luo's heart flashed wildly, thinking about how to deal with it.

"And the flying sword?!!" At this moment, a golden light shot out from the sky like a flowing flame, and before it could reach the front of him, the burst of coercion had already poured down. Sensing the momentum of the people, for a while, the flying swords of Ao Ming and the others also flew back, each concentrating on vigilance.

The sword light poured down like a waterfall, and a figure appeared, a bald short and fat old man, with fat ears and fine eyes, and no master demeanor, but in a blink of an eye, it was like lightning flashing. "After all, it's a step too late!" The short and fat old man's eyes swept away, and he first let out a long sigh, seeing that the golden flying sword around him was beating like a small flame, and Song Hezi suddenly remembered another person, and was taken aback, "Chiyan Golden Sword, the predecessor is a real person of Lieyang?"

The short and fat old man didn't answer, and his eyes were fixed on Miro, "Do you want to do it yourself, or do you want me to do it?"

At this moment, Mi Luo also knew that this short and fat old man was Gong Tong's friend Lieyang Zhenren, just looking at the cultivation of Lieyang Zhenren's flying sword, Mi Luo knew that he was not an opponent, but Mi Luo was ruthless and vicious by nature, but he was not afraid, and after snorting, he simply didn't say a word, just looked at Mi Luo coldly.

"Frost Beads?" Lieyang Zhenren's sword light skyrocketed, and he was about to make a move, when he suddenly caught a glimpse of the blue light between the young man's fingers, and the whole person was shocked.

"Why, only now did you find out that this is the Zhu Zhu?" Mi Luo sneered when he saw this, "Gong Tong asked you to save him, but didn't tell you that it was because of the Zhu Zhu that he was robbed?"

"Boy, even if you are a close teacher, you don't dare to speak with me in such a tone, you are still so arrogant when you die!" Lieyang Zhenren was furious, and his sword light was practiced, like a thunderbolt on the ground, and it exploded towards Mi Luo.

Mi Luo stretched out his yin hand, and the black gas and sword light touched, but it turned into green smoke as if hot oil was poured on a red-hot iron plate, but Mi Luo was not in a hurry, just said, "Do you say that the people in this Shu Mountain are all dead pigs?"

Hearing this, Lieyang Zhenren jumped when he heard the sword light, "Yin Xiao Zhenren's spells have always been vicious, this kid is his disciple, if he fights hard, he may not be able to take it down for a while." This place is close to Shushan, and the three of Qingcheng are not ordinary people, so they were accidentally taken advantage of. Under the lightning in his heart, Lieyang Zhenren was even more hesitant.

A disdainful sneer suddenly appeared at the corner of Miro's mouth.

No matter how high you cultivate, it's not like this when you see this stinging bead!

What Mi Luo thought was originally good, this Lieyang Zhenren was also a great temptation for Lieyang Zhenren, when he first recognized this Lieyang Zhenren, Lieyang Zhenren was also a great shock, like falling into the greedy hell of Buddhism cultivation, almost couldn't even control the flying sword of his own life and cultivation, but what Mi Luo didn't expect was that this Lieyang Zhenren had a very strong personality, "What if I don't want this Lieyang Pearl!" Seeing the mockery at the corner of Mi Luo's mouth at a glance, Lieyang Zhenren had no name in his heart, and he suddenly didn't think about it, the sword light exploded, and everyone's eyes were like a round of golden crows, as bright as day within a radius of a few zhang.

"Okay, you short and fat gourd!" When Mi Luo saw it, he was immediately shocked, and hurriedly waved his short staff, and black qi burst out.

The Lieyang Zhenren laughed wildly, and with a finger of his hand, the Chiyan Jinqi Sword was made of underground essence gold quenched with Chiyang True Fire, which was extremely powerful, and he was not afraid of the filth of the Yin Soul.

A silver light hit the face of the Lieyang Zhenren, but Mi Luo saw that the situation was not good, and smashed out the Thunder Silver Bead again, "Hmph!" Lieyang Zhenren did not dodge or dodge, suddenly opened his mouth, and with a pop, a white wave of air erupted, and as soon as it hit and rolled, the Thunder Silver Bead was swept into the mouth of the Lieyang Zhen. Over there, Mi Luo suddenly trembled, his face turned pale, and he was almost directly slashed by the sword light of the Burning Sun True Man.

"Lieyang Zhenren's flying sword spell is really domineering, and he actually accepted the opponent's magic weapon at once!" Such a thought just flashed in the minds of the three of Qingcheng, and suddenly heard Mi Luo shouting: "What, do you want to take the opportunity to snatch the pearl?"

Ao Ming, Song Hezi, and Shui Wuyue were all stunned, and Lieyang Zhenren hesitated for a moment, and suddenly Mi Luo shook his hand and threw out a green smoke, and the green smoke was cold, "What a trick!" The three of Qingcheng frowned, and immediately saw that it was extremely vicious Xuanming Yin Phosphate Sand, and at the same time, the three of them also reacted, Mi Luo deliberately shouted that to disrupt Lieyang Zhenren's mind, so that he had time to release this Xuanying Yin Phosphate Sand under the strangulation of Lieyang Zhenren's flying sword.

"Not good!" Lieyang Zhenren also woke up instantly, but the green smoke shook, and it had already intercepted his Chiyan Golden Lion Sword, and when he hurriedly retracted the flying sword, the sword body was already flashing with blue-red phosphorescence.

This imperial envoy flying sword looks very ordinary, but the actual cultivation is not easy, the general imperial envoy flying sword method, first of all, there must be a powerful flying sword as a sword fetus, with their own yuan temperature nourishment, slowly divide the original spirit on it, heart and mind, use it like their own siblings, it can be regarded as the first success. Although the Red Flame Golden Lion Sword of Lieyang Zhenren is extraordinary, Mi Luo's Xuanying Yin Phosphosand is directly adhered to the sword body, burning the vitality, and now the brilliance of the Red Yan Jinqi Sword has been greatly reduced, and the damaged Yuan Qi can only be replenished after at least a thousand days.

Lieyang Zhenren used his own true yuan to cut off the connection between Mi Luo and the Thunder Silver Bead, and received this magic weapon, injuring Mi Luo's Yuan Shen, Mi Luo is now using Xuan Yin Phosphosand to also burn Lie Yang Zhenren Yuan Shen and damage the flying sword, which can be said to be a report immediately. But Mi Luo is just a junior for Lieyang Zhenren, a few can't clean it up, but the flying sword is damaged, Lieyang Zhenren is so angry that the three corpse gods jumped, "I won't kill you today, I won't be a man!" Under the flash of sword light, Mi Luo waved his short staff to block, but it was a false move, boom boom! A few loud bangs, golden light and thunder erupted in the air, the electric snake soared and flew vigorously, and the five golden light heavenly thunder emitted by Lieyang Zhenren was in the middle of Mi Luo, Mi Luo screamed, most of the black smoke around his body was scattered, and his body was shocked like a windmill flying upside down in the air.

"This person is more than auspicious this time!" The three of Qingcheng saw the golden sword light of the Lieyang Zhenren chasing after them, and they twisted head-on, and the black cloud that Mi Luo had just condensed was twisted away in a single stroke. Seeing that Mi Luo could not be spared, suddenly a black light fell from the sky, but it was a flying sword that was more than three feet long and surrounded by black clouds.

Looking at the gloomy black cloud on this flying sword, which was similar to Mi Luo Zhenyuan, Lieyang Zhenren knew that the comer was friend or foe, and before the black light entangled his flying sword, he had already detained a Huoyun Shuttle in his hand, but before this Huoyun Shuttle, which was as powerful as an ordinary flying sword, was issued, Lieyang Zhenren saw a yellow and green cloud under the top cover.

This yellow-green cloud was already smelly before it got close, and the real person of the sun recognized that this yellow-green cloud was a carrion poison gas made by gathering countless carrion corpses mixed with the poison of hundreds of insects, and hurriedly transported the magic trick, turning into a cloud of red light to cover himself to death.

"Senior brother!"

When Mi Luo's surprised voice sounded, a man with a gloomy face had already appeared beside him, looking coldly at the real person of the sun.

"This is Hetu, the eldest disciple of Yin Xiao Zhenren!"

This Hetu and Mi Luo are in the same vein, but they are very different in the cultivation of spells, not only do they also have flying swords, but their cultivation seems to be much higher than Mi Luo, no wonder Gong Tong is not an opponent. And judging from the look between his eyebrows, this person's viciousness and ruthlessness can be said to be as good as Miro's.

Between the two flying swords of gold and black, Lieyang Zhenren already felt that he might not be able to withstand the combination of these two people. After a moment's hesitation, in the black vast mountain in the distance, there were already several brilliant sword lights that lit up the sky.

That place is Shushan.

The people in Shu Mountain finally realized it!