"Good Risk",

"I don't know if I've acted too much..."

Qian Yunsheng hid behind a big ding, covering his bulging forehead that was smashed by his own seeds, while quietly controlling everyone to fly towards the old man one after another.

"Three pillars of incense, three pillars of incense" Every time one flew over, Qian Yunsheng had to hum lightly.

He glanced at the old man who was already crazy in the field, and hurriedly shrunk his neck behind Da Ding.

Just as he showed his head, he saw another person being torn to shreds.

"This demon is cruel"

Qian Yunsheng said secretly, no longer looking at him, concentrating on control.

On the other side,

Mu Xueqing had already begun to despair, she had exhausted all means, but the old man's strength still seemed to be endlessly increasing, you must know that this is just a reflection of the demon body, and the real demon does not know how strong it is.

Even the Tao Ah Sword, as a magic weapon, has begun to appear to scream, which is a sign that the magic weapon has reached its limit.

Mu Xueqing regretted it extremely in her heart, she still trusted herself to attract such a powerful demon, and even she could think of how many casualties would be caused if the old man escaped.

At the thought of the calamity that Linhai City was about to face, her heart sank.

However, the usual training and the sense of honor of the sect still made her adjust her mood in an instant.

"Only death!"

Mu Xueqing gritted her teeth and was about to start rushing forward desperately.

Suddenly, there were many changes,

There seemed to be some huge suction force around the old man, sucking everyone around him one after another.

He is like a beast that has completely lost his mind, knows only killing, killing, killing, and is distracted by these people.

This time, Mu Xueqing felt that the pressure was greatly reduced.

She hurriedly turned her hand and swallowed a pill first, and her already pale face gradually began to flush.

However, these people are obviously not the opponents of the old man, except for one or two who were caught off guard at the beginning, and the rest reacted one after another, taking weapons and digging things. Although everyone was still involuntarily sucked into him by the strange suction force around the old man, the situation was still better than the first one.

Mu Xueqing gritted her teeth, feeling that the pill was beginning to moisten her whole body, she also joined the battle group with the Tao'a sword.

The man in the distance, who had been beaten by his own seed in the first place, seemed to wake up, and countless seeds and vines were thrown out by him.

Drag, pull, drag, scramble,

Tie, wrap, wrap, pull,

All kinds of strange trees, weeds, and vines kept coming out of the ground, although these things could not stop the old man's blow, they were torn off one after another by the old man, and they were shattered by his collision.

But the man still continued to throw seeds, coupled with the tricky angle of his shot and the counterattack of everyone, he actually trapped the delirious old man in the middle like a dog for a while.

Mu Xueqing was holding the Tao'a sword, her steps were light as if she was stepping on the wind, and her body was flexible like a bee around the old man's desperate stabbing.

The old man was so affected by everyone that he didn't pay attention to it, and he didn't actually move a few steps.

Everyone was surprised to see that after changing tactics, the situation stabilized, and everyone began to adjust one after another, no longer fighting hard with the old man, but taking out all kinds of things to entangle the old man.

But even so, due to the big difference in strength, some people were still unable to dodge being blasted by the old man's punch or palm.

Others tried to quietly retreat away from the center of the circle, but before they could take a few steps back, another great suction force came, so frightened that they had to follow the old man in a circle.

For a time, circling, dodging, shooting, and entanglement became everyone's subconscious actions.

Blood, death, wailing, and crashing have almost become the main theme of the field.

The remaining utensils that had been arranged in the field before were also detonated by Mu Xueqing one by one, just to stop the killing of the old man in the field.

Seeing that they couldn't escape, they finally realized that if they didn't kill the old man, they would all have to die here in the end.

So everyone simply got up desperately, while avoiding the poisonous hand of the old man, while sacrificing all kinds of attack methods, thinking that even if it was a little useful.

"Three pillars of incense, three pillars of incense"

In the end, Qian Yunsheng could only jump out, and as soon as he stepped on the leather boots under his feet, the phantom moved in steps. As soon as the hand was flipped, thirty-six seeds flew out and formed a small forest.

"Boom"

In Qian Yunsheng's eyes, the old man was like a tank, and the only remaining foot and hand jumped to break the giant trees blocking the road, and hit him with a crooked and fierce attitude, and those giant trees couldn't even stop him for a few breaths.

"Go"

When the old man collided, Qian Yunsheng pulled the vine and threw out thirty-six seeds, and the huge tree surrounded the old man again, and he took advantage of this time to grab the vine and quickly swing to the other side.

The old man had lost his mind, and only knew that he continued to chase him with a reflexive body like a madman.

Just when the old man was about to catch up with Qian Yunsheng, Mu Xueqing also eased up a little, and Tao Ajian went to the top of the old man's head, causing the old man to turn around and chase after Mu Xueqing...

For a while, everyone followed the old man, everyone tried their best to drag the old man for a while, and then was picked up by another person, everyone seemed to be dancing on the edge of the limit.

Under this great pressure and huge nervous tension, Qian Yunsheng even felt that every second passed so slowly.

"Pong"

The old man casually knocked a person who he thought was blocking the way, but in fact he couldn't dodge, into a blood foam.

He finally felt his strength begin to fade,

The endless power in his body began to grow more and more weak.

He began to panic, and even let go of the few nasty things he had been chasing, like a hungry traveler in the desert, trying to find water in a panic.

"Stop him!"

Qian Yunsheng threw out another handful of seeds, and he couldn't even figure out what kind of seeds he threw out, but he was numb enough to know that he needed to make a move, and he needed to block him.

The old man pushed aside these plants that obviously had no hindering power and rushed to the edge of the big array,

"Tom, tom, tom" The large array arranged in the corner of the wall was smashed by him and trembled.

After all, this large array is mainly an auxiliary large array, and it does not have a strong defensive ability, so it is about to be smashed by the old man.

Qianyun was discouraged for a while, everyone had run out of strength, but they didn't expect to be busy for so long, and finally escaped by the old man.

"Go"

Suddenly, there was a soft sound behind him,

Mu Xueqing's peach sword flashed with cold light, and it flew out of her hand with a "boom", penetrating the old man's shoulder and nailing the old man to the wall.

The old man roared madly, he was full of hatred for the woman in front of him, he grabbed the long sword nailed to his shoulder, and was about to pull it out with all his might.

Hum, ah, moo,

Well, what, boom,

Horn, baa, boom...

Mu Xueqing flew in mid-air, and the nine-character mantra came out of her mouth slowly.

In an instant, the old man seemed to have grabbed a soldering iron, and his entire skin was so hot that he couldn't let go of his hand at all.

On the Tao'a sword, countless spiritual energy flew out of the sword body like a spirit and slowly escaped. From a distance, it looks like a brilliant firework, falling like snow, and just like peach blossoms.

Qian Yunsheng stood aside and saw Mu Xueqing so resolutely start burning the magic weapon, and he felt a pain in his heart,

"That's a magic weapon, not a cabbage!" Qian Yunsheng felt that he was a miser, even if he saw other people's gold falling into the water, he felt that his heart was extremely painful.

Mu Xueqing thought of when she first entered the mountain gate,

The master asked himself, "What do you do in the Tao?"

He replied immaturely: "Cultivators can eat a lot of marshmallows." ”

The master smiled and touched his head,

Later, when he grew up, the master asked himself, "What do you do in cultivation?"

He thought for a while, and replied seriously: "Cultivation can lead to immortality." ”

The master smiled but did not answer,

Later, when he received the sword, the master asked himself, "What do you do in cultivation?"

He replied loudly: "For the common people of the world!"

The master still laughed and said nothing,

Finally, when I was going down the mountain, I asked my master, "What do you do in cultivation?"

The master looked at himself lovingly and shook his head,

"Only you know the answer, idiot," the master replied.

"Even if I tell you a lot of things, you still don't understand, and there are some answers that you need to find yourself. ”

So, I went down the mountain with the Tao'a sword on my back, can I still carry the Tao'a sword up the mountain again?

The old man in front of him howled, bitten, and swayed like a wild beast, but he couldn't move at all.

The rest of the people gathered together, watching with complicated eyes as the old man gradually dried up again.

And the old man began to feel that his power was passing quickly, and even his crazy thoughts were getting smaller and smaller.

A large amount of demonic energy was emitted into the air, colliding with the aura emitted from Tao's sword and annihilating into invisibility.

Just when the old man watched and swallowed his last breath completely,

Mu Xueqing flew over and gently pulled the Tao A sword back into her hand.

The peach in his hand no longer has the demeanor of a sword, and the rust seems to be like a defective product found from the battlefield of 10,000 years.

Looking at the Tao A Sword in her hand, Mu Xueqing suddenly wanted to ask, "Master, am I doing the right thing?" She felt a sense of confusion in her heart.

And the rest of the crowd quietly gasped,

Everyone sat limp on the ground,

It's really not easy to live.

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