The villain in the Purple Mansion stretched out his right hand nervously, and the small gray arrow pointed behind with his right hand, and with the sound of the "soul thorn", the small arrow disappeared from the Purple Mansion.

Xiao Yuanzhou was about to solve it completely, but as soon as the law was decided, suddenly his mind was like a pinprick in his mind, and he almost fell down, but then he returned to the same as before.

"What kind of exercise is this?" Xiao Yuanzhou was slightly frightened, it must be extremely powerful that a Qi Refining Stage cultivator could cause such damage to the foundation building.

If he can get it into his own hands, he will be more powerful, but now he must not be given another chance.

As soon as Yi Heng sent out the "Soul Thorn", he saw that the monk paused, and it was as if nothing happened, but he suddenly felt a great pain in his mind, and he fell into chaos.

Is it false that the soul stab hurts oneself without hurting others?, I didn't expect that the strength of the soul of the Zhuji monk could not move a bit, but he suffered a huge backlash.

The facial features were bleeding, the face was terrifying, and the most serious thing was that the villain in the Purple Mansion fell to the ground, languishing, and the gossip plate was completely hidden into the chaos and was not seen at all.

It is completely indistinguishable from the southeast and northwest, and it is already lucky to be able not to fall unconscious, but the desire and instinct of life continue to drive him to fly hard, but how long can he hold on?

"Let's hit the road. Xiao Yuanzhou looked at Yi Heng, who was getting slower and slower, and knew that this person must be at the end of the crossbow, and there was no way to return to heaven.

Transporting the spiritual power of his whole body, with a wave of his right hand, a cloud of air quickly caught up and hit Yi Heng behind him, this time, Yi Heng no longer had a defense.

In the dark night, with a loud bang, Yi Heng's body flew dozens of feet, and then fell like rags, as if there was no sign of life.

Xiao Yuanzhou also sighed secretly, being able to stir up the three doors to fight for it, and let the building gene make a move, as a qi refining cultivator, under the Yellow Spring, it is enough to be proud.

"But what the hell is that attack? But a look at this bag should reveal something. ”

Yi Heng fell faster and faster, and by the time Xiao Yuanzhou found out that there was a dark mouth under him, it was too late to catch it.

wanted to fly down closely, but as soon as he arrived at the entrance of the cave, he felt a suction force pull him down, so frightened that he hurriedly used his whole body spiritual power to reluctantly move to the edge of the cave.

He looked at the swarthy hole in front of him in a cold sweat, he didn't know if there was any danger inside, but he didn't dare to try it rashly, if Yi Heng hadn't died by his own blow, he would have been seriously injured and helpless, how could he survive if he fell into this hole again?

Even though his invisible attack was a little wonderful, it didn't seem to have much effect, and he couldn't afford to risk it.

This stop is overnight, dawn, Xiao Yuanzhou is still standing on the edge of the cave, and now he can barely see the cave.

The river was originally a slow stream, but when it came to the vicinity of the cave, it seemed to be attracted by something, and suddenly accelerated the speed of entering the hole, but it was very strange that it did not make the sound of a huge flowing water.

This deep hole with low black and swarthy eyes cannot be seen, and it is not deep when it goes straight down, and the innermost part is like a monster with its mouth open to the sky, opening its mouth and sucking hard, waiting for the prey to be sucked in.

An hour later, Xiao Yuanzhou completely gave up the idea of going in to see what was going on, and when he cultivated to this level, he was more cautious, and he knew more that there were many more things in the world that were beyond the scope of his understanding.

Thinking about this clearly, he no longer hesitated, took up the magic weapon, flew up to the sky, and disappeared into the distance in an instant.

And here is back to its former calm, no demon beast dares to come here, only a slowly flowing river, flowing into the dark deep hole with a silent weirdness.

Yimen, inside an elder's attic.

Zeng Yushu knelt on the ground, it had been three days and three nights, his face was pale, sometimes fainted to the ground, and slowly got up again in the middle of the sound, and his self-confident temperament was gone.

A long scar on the neck did not form a scar, but when I saw this scar, I knew the tragedy of the scuffle, if it wasn't for the senior brother pulling it at the critical moment, I'm afraid this scar would not be on the neck, but through the throat.

His brows were furrowed, his eyes were bloodshot, and although he pretended to be strong, he couldn't hide the sad look on his face.

"If you don't heal your wounds, what's the use of kneeling here?" The monk in front of him finally opened his eyes, but his whole body was as black as if he had been struck by lightning, and even his usually pale face had become charred.

The voice was still so indifferent, but it woke Zeng Yushu up from his semi-comatose state.

"Master, disciple, disciple begs Master to go again. Choking and speaking indistinct words is like exerting all your strength, or griefing excessively, almost unconscious.

Liu Hathan looked at Zeng Yushu in front of him, shook his head and sighed, where is this temperament that was the same as Feng Wuxing before?

Since he heard that the Zhuji monk was chasing and killing Yi Heng, he was depressed, his grief was better than one day, and he didn't even bother to recuperate from the injuries all over his body, if he wasn't allowed to go out of the mountain gate again, I am afraid that he would have already gone out to search for the misty forest.

"Yushu, the master has done his best, the master has done his duty, if you really want to take revenge, why don't you cheer up and go to revenge in person?" gently stroking the top of Zeng Yushu's head, a stream of aura instantly melted into his body, and Zeng Yushu was more sober.

"Revenge, revenge, don't, I want Senior Brother Yi, Senior Brother Yi will definitely be fine, will be fine. But the obsession in my mind can not be changed.

"Wake up. With a violent roar, Liu Hathan knew that if he didn't apply the fierce medicine anymore, I was afraid that this Zeng Yushu would go completely crazy.

Receiving this yell, Zeng Yushu slowly raised his head and looked at Liu Hathan.

The hair and eyebrows have long been turned to ashes, the face is like black charcoal, and the eyes are weak, but this vision is extremely stern, Zeng Yushu knows that the master has tried his best.

"The foundation building monk chases after him, Yi Heng will not escape this catastrophe, unless. ”

"Unless what?" Zeng Yushu excitedly leaned up and grabbed Liu Hathan's arm, the place where he started was not as fleshy as ordinary people, but it was as dry and hard as a wooden stick.

"Unless a miracle happens. Liu Hathan didn't know whether the glimmer of life left behind had any effect, but he really couldn't think of any reason.

Zeng Yushu choked up again, he had never been so sad after cultivating immortals for many years, he had always thought that he should be getting stronger and stronger, but now he found that although this heart was strong, it was actually made of flesh and blood.

When he touched the master's arm, he knew that the master's injury was so bad, and it was a great luck to be able to save his life, let alone go on another trip?

"Master, please heal with peace of mind, the disciple will do his best to cultivate, and the master does not need to worry about the disciple. ”

Such a serious injury has almost cut off the vitality of life, and now with the support of the rich aura of the Spirit Gathering Array here, once you leave this place, I am afraid that your life will not be guaranteed.

"Go, if you are in a hurry to take revenge, you don't need to care about the fighting method in ten years, if there is an opportunity, break through the foundation. Liu Hathan's cold voice came again.

"Yes, master. Zeng Yushu knew that revenge could only be relied on by himself now, so he got up slowly, tried his best to stabilize his crumbling figure, exited the door, and closed it gently.