"Whoosh!"

While everyone was struggling to support at all times, Feng Yuanyuan was restrained, adjusted his breathing, turned into a black shadow, and quietly walked towards the entrance of the Valley of the Fallen Gods. Success or failure is here, Feng Yuan's heart keeps beating, and his spirit is always vigilant against the bronze statue that is filled with black mist in the distance, and if there is a slight movement, he will immediately use the escape method to escape.

"Huh?"

Yuan Taiyi, who was still scuffling with the tentacles, was already covered in blood at this time, and his state was no longer as good as three-tenths of his peak, and suddenly his soul captured some, uncoordinated aura, and felt very familiar, he and Feng Yuan had been together for thousands of years, and they were somewhat sensitive to each other's breath, and this feeling couldn't be wrong.

Click!

The lightning was intertwined, traversing the sky, and a tentacle emitted a white light, carrying an evil aura, and swept towards him, Yuan Taiyi held the sword in his right hand and held it on his chest, and held it horizontally.

"Bang!"

Yuan Taiyi's whole person was touched by the tentacles like a kite with a broken line, and the void exploded, a seemingly ordinary blow made him fly out a hundred meters away, and the black substance carried by the tentacles, along with the natal flying sword that was constantly corroding him, looked like it was already covered with rust spots, and lost its original edge, as if it was polluted.

The robe on his body melted, sizzled, emitting a burnt smell, and the seal of the black substance that had been suppressed in his body slowly began to move, he was a monk in the late stage of the God Cultivation Realm, how many years, even when he fought with Feng Yuan for life and death because of something, he had never suffered such a serious injury, a large amount of blood continued to flow out of his seven orifices, dyeing him into a bloody man, his body kept trembling, and his soul became dim.

Yuan Daoyi took out a jade bottle from his arms with difficulty, took out two pills and took them, his spirit was in a trance, and his emaciated body swayed in the wind, as if he would fall down at any time.

"No, I can't just go down like this!"

Biting the tip of his tongue, the tingling sensation made his sluggish spirit lift a trace of spirit, and he hurriedly sat up with difficulty and absorbed the pill to heal his wounds.

The time of the half-pillar incense passed, he opened his eyes again, although the state was still not very good, at least, he had also recovered his own one-percent heart source power, and his eyes scanned the battlefield again, there were few elite disciples of various sects left, there were screams everywhere, and there was blood and bones all over the red earth. There was also a young elder of the Hundred Flowers Immortal Palace, in order to protect his disciples, he was directly pierced through the chest by the tentacles, leading to the back, and the blood stained the three-foot white skirt red, and the fragrance disappeared, and even the spirit was fixed, and there was no way to escape.

"Poof!"

One was torn, the jade body burst, the flesh and blood were blurred, the sky rained blood, and the soul was swallowed by the blood-colored hole along the tentacles.

"No!

The disciple who was rescued, the whole person was shrouded in the rain of blood, witnessing all this, kneeling in place, looking at his master's death so tragically, the whole person's spirit collapsed, and the tears in his eyes had been replaced by blood.

"Bang"

This disciple of the Hundred Flowers Immortal Palace also followed in his footsteps and was directly smashed to the ground, leaving nothing left.

In the Hundred Flowers Fairy Palace, only silence and wailing remained.

Seeing this scene, the elder of the Hundred Flowers Immortal Palace was also her best friend for many years, and he just watched her encounter a poisonous man, but he couldn't do anything, and many disciples, he couldn't do anything, and he almost gave his life.

"Ahh

Looking up to the sky and howling, why, why, why did they set foot in this forbidden place, this is hell, it's a nightmare!

After a while, his emotions calmed down, he knew that it was useless to complain now, for thousands of years of cultivation, he had seen too many lives and deaths, but this time it hit him too hard, most of the people present thought that for those cultivators who were in the Divine Realm and had almost touched the threshold of the Holy Realm, there were very few things that could hurt them, but they didn't expect this time......

was thinking about it, and found that it was not far from him, Yuan Taiyi stared at it, and his old eyes were red. There was a person who was also covered in blood and scarred lying there, and a plate of Qiankun mirrors rolled to the side, who else could this be Situ Xuan.

"Xuan'er!!" Yuan Taiyi hurriedly rushed over and shouted in a choked voice.

But at this time, Situ Xuan had already been seriously injured and unconscious. Yuan Taiyi picked up the gray and a little shabby Qiankun Mirror that was thrown aside, and looked inside, and found that there were several disciples lying inside the Qiankun Mirror, it is estimated that Situ Xuan did not hesitate to be injured and took advantage of the chaos to save it, this is the treasure of the master, because the previous head, that is, Yuan Taiyi's master, saw that he was kind-hearted, but he was not suitable to inherit the position of the head, so he could only hand over the position of head to his senior brother, but he gave him the Qiankun Mirror that had followed him for many years, just in case of accidents, it can be regarded as being fair and just, so as to avoid what happened in the sect after he retreated and recuperated, without him, he could not deal with it。

But after all, it is a ground-level magic weapon, and it is still very reluctant to urge Situ Xuan's innate power, originally Yuan Taiyi was ready to die, if he was buried here, let Situ Xuan return the treasure of this sect to the sect, and finally return the thing to the original owner, and save the time to fall into the hands of others. But I didn't expect that in the end, by coincidence, I also saved the lives of my disciples.

"Finally, there is still a glimmer of life, but the consumption is too great. "I used my soul to investigate Situ Xuan's situation, and understood that he was just out of strength, and consumed too much essence blood to urge the magic weapon, resulting in damage to the meridians, took out a few pills from his arms, and after feeding him and taking it, Situ Xuan's pale complexion finally recovered a little blood, and his breathing was slightly normal.

After taking care of everything, he put Situ Xuan'an in a place a little away from the valley mouth, and breathed a sigh of relief, and finally he decided to break into this Fallen God Valley, the sects of various clans have lost so many elites in the sect, but they haven't seen anything, plus they feel some familiar aura in front of them: "That's right, it must be Feng Yuan, this old thief! I haven't seen him since just now, even if all the disciples under the sect are wiped out, I haven't seen him appear, this thief must be planning some strange conspiracy behind his back!" Maybe this trip to the Valley of the Fallen Gods is also a conspiracy of his Xuantian Gate!" After sorting out the thoughts in his heart, Yuan Tai's face was gloomy, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

"Roar!!"

Suddenly, except for the earlier action, there was no movement again, at this time I suddenly heard him roar, it seemed to be very angry, this roar, as if the void was about to collapse, a strong sound wave churned in the air, and attacked the rest of the people, except for some elders above the god cultivation mirror of the sect, all of them were knocked out, their whole bodies lost blood, the magic weapon fell to the ground, and they lost their brilliance, and the remaining low-level elite disciples, all of them were in the moment they came into contact with this sound, without exception, their heads were shattered, and even their souls were torn to pieces。

I saw the huge skeleton, between his eyes, the ghostly fire beating, in his eye sockets could only see endless darkness, at this time it was facing a place, his eyes were firmly fixed on a black figure, already one foot into the valley.

"Feng Yuan!! it's you!"

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