Seeing the poisonous arrow flying, Shi Chen's brows tightened. At this moment, there is no spiritual power to exert a dream back pearl.

Although Runyu fell on him, his recovery was not obvious. Because this rain was used by Xiaoyu to exert the last trace of spiritual power, it was far less effective than before.

"Arjun, I'm sorry, but I still haven't been able to avenge your extermination of the Evil King Hall until I die. I just killed the Dust Cultivator who made you fall at that time, I'm sorry...... If there is an afterlife, I will avenge it. My wife, Arjun, has come to see you for my husband!"

Shi Chen said silently in his heart, his eyes staring at the arrow that was approaching him, not afraid of death.

"Ah Chen!" Lan Ziqian in the distance finally came, the speed of the rain thunder dragon was really fast, he chased it for so long before he caught up, looking at Shi Chen, who was almost close to falling, Lan Ziqian was anxious.

With a flick of his sleeve, he met the poisoned arrow, deflecting its attack from its trajectory. Disappeared into the sky along the trail.

A cloud of smoke quickly fell in front of Shi Chen, and Lan Ziqian slowly walked out of the smoke and looked at the evil cultivators in the sky.

"Hmph!" The Ten Thousand Poison Daoist snorted coldly, this Shi Chen was the person he would kill, how could he be interrupted by a small female cultivator in the early stage of the championship.

"Boom me!" The Ten Thousand Poison Dao people ordered all the surrounding Evil King Hall monks not to let go of this God-given opportunity.

All cultists were ordered to unleash a storm of attacks.

Lan Ziqian used her cigarette to create a protective enchantment, at this time, I am afraid that it is impossible to take Shi Chen and Xiaoyu away, there are too many people on the other side, and there are a few infant monks and a late-stage monk who crushed him, it is too late to escape.

"Smoke World!"

Lan Ziqian stood in front of her apprentice, using all her strength to block the stormy attacks of the cultivators of the Evil King Palace.

The Ten Thousand Poison Daoist sacrificed a crossbow arrow containing severe poison and shot an arrow aimed at the source of the smoke world. This arrow was more than five times more powerful than before, enough to kill a mid-stage monk!

When the arrow came, Lan Ziqianmei began to sweat on her forehead, knowing the power of this arrow, but she couldn't dodge.

Let this arrow pass through the smoke realm and land on Lan Ziqian's chest.

Lan Ziqian grabbed the tail of the poisoned arrow fiercely, so that it did not pass through the chest. A few regressed and staggered in front of Shi Chen, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Shi Chen looked at the master in a daze, his pupils were full of shock, he had never seen her noble and cold like this for a long time, all the causes were caused by his own obsession.

Lan Ziqian gently threw the poisoned arrow to the side, turned around and tightened her brow. Xiaoyan knelt in front of Shi Chen, ignoring the blood that was still spilling from the corners of his mouth, and held the apprentice in his arms.

With all his spiritual power, he used his back to turn into the last solid smoke realm to resist the constant attacks of the evil cultivators behind him.

"......" Shi Chen choked his throat, did not pronounce, and his trembling pupils began to fall silently. Once upon a time, it was so moving, and the master who was like a fish and a goose made his heart tremble, and when he looked at it from a distance, he made himself blush and heartbeat.

Such a woman should have been supported by tens of millions of people, how could He De die for herself!

Lan Ziqian hugged the indifferent apprentice, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, her eyes were soft, and she began to tell the deep feelings in her heart.

"Ah Chen doesn't move, just don't move, let the teacher hold for a while. You are really too similar to him, with a resolute and benevolent way, a gentle character, and a jealous and hateful appearance, it is just the same. In fact, since you were shocked by the Tao on the high platform of the Blue Cloud Sect in order to be a teacher, the master has begun to be attracted to you, if it weren't for Shi Qiong's appearance, the master might have slowly approached you and married you. It's a pity that it's ...... now No more chances......"

Shi Chen still trembled and looked at the master, how could he not have been admired by the appearance of the master in his heart! However, the separation between master and apprentice, and the grace of saving lives, the grace of entry, when there were three graces in one grace and a deep kowtow, Shi Chen decided that she was his only master, and he should not have distracting thoughts.

Lan Ziqian was constantly bombarded, spit out a mouthful of thick blood, and continued in a trembling voice: "After the master leaves, you will bury the master and Lan Zixuan together, the master is incompetent and failed to avenge the husband, so I had to go to Jiuquan with tears to apologize to you." ”

Seeing the smoke under him at this moment, the Ten Thousand Poison Dao people couldn't see the situation clearly, so they simply shot another arrow into the smoke.

At this moment, not far away, the Lan Sect Master and the others from the Blue Cloud Sect finally arrived, saw this thrilling scene, and began to fight back against the monks of the Evil King Palace!

Seeing this, the Ten Thousand Poison Dao people had a bad voice, and ordered the monks of the Evil King Hall to evacuate quickly. The group of monks on the opposite side are afraid that they will exterminate their group of people in minutes, and they must not stay.

The people of the Blue Cloud Sect slaughtered into the fleeing crowd and began to slaughter. Good and evil are like mortal enemies when they see each other, so how can they let it go! In a moment, they were strangled together, and monks continued to fall.

On Shi Chen's side, the poisonous arrow was entering Lan Ziqian's abdomen, Lan Ziqian only felt a breath of death coming, weakly spit out a mouthful of visceral blood, and fell into Shi Chen's arms with hatred.

Shi Chen was sprayed with blood by the master, and then he gradually woke up from the shock, and slowly hugged the master who had lost his breath into his arms, tears gushed out silently, and large pieces of them dripped onto the master's clothes.

"Master, how can you do this for me! All this is the disciple's life! It is destined to avenge Arjun and meet her, how can you go first for me......

Shi Chen was extremely sad and angry, hugging his master's cold body tightly, like hugging Arjun who had turned into dead wood in the lotus altar, and shouted out loudly and unwillingly: "Ah......hh

For a long time, Shi Chen gradually eased from his sadness. Master's body was poisoned by the Ten Thousand Poison Daoists, and it began to gradually turn into a pool of blood and disappear to the ground.

Shi Chen looked at the master's blood and water, not even the bones were left, and his eyes looked fiercely at the Ten Thousand Poison Daoist who was being chased and killed by the people of the Blue Cloud Sect in the sky: "How dare you!"

At this moment, just as Shi Chen was about to stand up, a beautiful butterfly flew in front of Shi Chen's eyes and gradually landed on Shi Chen's hand.

Shi Chen was a little puzzled at first, but as he took a closer look, he realized what this thing was! This was the immortal luck that the good and evil sides were fighting for now!

This thing, the Blue Sect Master and the Hades King want, the Evil King and the Blood Evil Dao people even want, as long as they get this thing, they can easily touch the second layer of the monk, and thus step into the divine realm.

Shi Chen grabbed the butterfly into his hand, and looked at the immortal luck that flew to his side inexplicably in disbelief, shouldn't this thing be a spiritual thing? Unexpectedly, it turned into a butterfly.

At this time, Shi Chen only had the killing intent of the Ten Thousand Poison Dao people in his eyes, where would he care who would benefit from this thing the most, and it would involve the situation and fate of the immortal world. He has no spiritual power at all, and Xiaoyu is lying on his side and dying.