At night, in the palace of Emperor Daqian, the sound of killing shook the sky, and the yin qi was thick, rising to the sky, almost covering the entire starry sky!

"Wen Xuan, let's go, I can't hold on!"

The person who spoke was a cold ** person, drenched in sweat, the runes in his hands flickered, and many runes seemed to be endless, constantly hitting out, flying like butterflies.

The cold ** person is actually the Fu Peak seat of the Ethereal Peak, Jindan real person Liu Hui!

Beside Liu Hui, there were also two Jindan real people who had a spirit blasting technique, running flying swords, and were fighting fiercely with the Yin soldiers around them.

The two of them had several wounds on their bodies that were neither deep nor shallow, their faces were pale, and they looked like they couldn't hold on.

One of them is the Formation Peak Seat, Xuan Yi.

The other was dressed in a white robe soaked in blood, holding a three-foot Qingfeng, his sword aura was like frost, and his sharpness was exposed, but he was a sword cultivator.

The three of them are divided into three directions, each occupying a corner, in a three-talent formation, constantly moving under their feet, taking care of each other.

But there are too many Yin soldiers, rushing to kill in all directions, almost endlessly, layer by layer, like the tide of the sea, constantly impacting the three of Xuanyi.

The Sancai array is crumbling!

Xuan Yi gritted his teeth, looking unwilling, but he could only say in a deep voice: "Retreat!"

"If I want to quit now, I'm afraid it's not so easy. ”

The white-robed sword cultivator's face was ugly, and he said in a low voice.

The movement of the three of them was not small, and Yin soldiers kept coming from other parts of the imperial palace.

The later Yin soldiers were extremely powerful!

The Yin soldiers who patrolled at the beginning could only burst out the power of the early stage and middle stage of Jindan at most, but now, Yin soldiers from the late stage of Jindan began to join.

The more dangerous the situation!

The three of them kept retreating, but they were trapped in the endless Yin soldiers, as if they were in a quagmire, and their steps were getting slower and slower.

The longer the time drags on, the more unfavorable the situation becomes!

All three of them were wounded, and their wounds were exposed to the aura of yin and evil, and even if they continued to devour the elixir, they could not heal and continued to bleed.

Moreover, with the passage of time, the yin and evil qi will invade the body along the wound, and the destruction of the meridians, dantian, and blood veins will become more and more serious, and the impact will become greater and greater!

In the end, even if the three of them were not killed by the army of Yin soldiers, they would be frozen by the Yin Qi Meridian Dan Dao, and their bodies would be destroyed.

Moreover, among the three, Liu Hui's state is already very bad!

Liu Hui's lips were purple and blue, her steps were vain, her spiritual power was consumed to the limit, and the surroundings of Jin Dan were shrouded in a yin and evil aura, and it was difficult to operate, and she could fall down at any time.

Although the Sancai Formation is exquisite, as long as one person has a problem, the entire formation will no longer exist.

At that time, the impact of the three will be even greater!

"Poof!"

Flashes of blood.

Liu Hui snorted, and a hideous wound was cut on her abdomen, and the blood flowed like an infusion.

Xuan Yi's expression changed greatly, he stepped forward, supported Liu Hui who was about to fall, and waved the sleeves of his robe, bursting out with a huge spiritual power, like a mountain and a sea, shaking back the Yin soldiers who rushed over.

"Ziyue, go all out to break through, I'll come to the palace!"

Xuan Yi glanced at the wound on Liu Hui's body, frowned, and a trace of madness surged between his eyebrows.

Xuan Yi slapped his palm on the storage bag, took out a few pills, and swallowed them in one go.

At the same time, Xuan Yi sacrificed a full twelve superb flying swords!

Zheng Zheng Zheng!

The body of the sword trembled, and the argument was endless.

"Liuhe Sword Formation!"

Xuan Yi's Jin Dan was running to the limit, and he was already in a faint pain, controlling the twelve flying swords, condensing two Liuhe sword formations, and blocking the Yin soldiers who rushed behind him.

Two six-pointed stars appeared in the void, shining brightly and dazzlingly!

Bang! Bang!

More than a dozen Yin soldiers rushed over and crashed into the Liuhe Sword Formation, directly turning into ashes and scattering in the air.

Xuan Yi is a sword formation master, although he has not cultivated the golden pill vision.

But with this Liuhe Sword Formation, you can also compete with some Jindan visions!

Directly in front, the white-robed sword cultivator took a deep breath, swallowed a few pills of the Spirit Pill, let out a long roar, the long sword in his hand shook, and reprimanded: "Jindan vision, ethereal sword rain!"

Tick tock!

Raindrops are falling, dripping.

Behind the white-robed sword cultivator, a rain curtain was propped up, and the denser the raindrops, the more fierce they became, like a knife and a sword, scattering endless edges.

Poof!

Many of the Yin soldiers in front of them were pierced by the raindrops, and they fell to the ground one after another, and they collapsed and turned into yin qi again, dissipating into nothingness.

The Jindan vision was sacrificed, and at least hundreds of Yin soldiers disappeared!

Ahead, a large blank space emerges.

"Let's go!"

The white-robed monk shouted, held his long sword, and rushed forward.

Xuan Yi put his arm around Liu Hui and followed closely.

I didn't go far when the sound of horses' hooves came, booming like thunder, and the ground shook irregularly, as if thousands of horses were galloping!

"Be careful!"

The white-robed monk's expression changed.

The dense Yin soldiers in front of them seemed to have received some kind of order, and they scattered one after another, and their positions were not chaotic at all.

A large number of light cavalry held Zhan Ge in their hands, riding Yin horses under them, murderous, forming an awl-shaped array, rushing directly over, and slamming heavily into the golden pill vision of the white-robed sword cultivator.

Rumble!

There was a loud bang.

Several light cavalry in front fell from their horses.

And the vision of the ethereal sword rain is also crumbling!

One more charge is enough to shatter the golden pill vision of the white-robed sword cultivator!

"Xuan Yi, Ziyue, let's go, leave me alone. ”

Liu Hui's expression was sluggish, the yin qi completely sealed the meridians and blood, and the colder the body, the whole person no longer had much strength, and he was unable to fight again.

"What nonsense are you talking about!"

Xuan Yi has been cultivating for more than 300 years, has a gentle temperament, and rarely has any mood swings.

But now, he looked excited, his eyes were slightly red, and he scolded loudly.

"Alas, with me can only drag you down, and no one will survive. ”

Lying in Xuan Yi's arms, a soft color flashed in Liu Hui's eyes, and he said in a low voice: "Xuan Yi, I understand your thoughts." It's just that we're afraid we don't have that fate in this life. ”

Hearing this, Xuan Yi calmed down.

"Liu Hui, since you know my heart, you should know that I will definitely not leave you!"

Xuan Yi's eyes were firm, he held Liu Hui's cold palm, refused to let go, and said with a smile: "I have been emotionally cowardly all my life, and today, I am finally brave." ”

Xuan Yi turned his head, looked at the white-robed sword cultivator and nodded, and said in a calm tone: "Ziyue, you go, I'll accompany her." ”

To accompany her means to die with her!

"Two fellow Daoists, you ......"

The white-robed monk looked anxious, and he stopped talking.

Xuan Yi smiled slightly, and said, "The path of cultivation is endless, when is the beginning? If you really seek immortality and end up alone, what is the point?"

"That's good, Liu Hui and I just went down to accompany Brother Wenxuan, saving him from loneliness, haha!"

Xuan Yi laughed again, hugging the woman in his arms tightly.

At this moment, it seems that between heaven and earth, there are only the two of them left, and nothing else.

Not everyone can have such an open-minded mind in the face of life and death.

Rumble!

At this moment, there was another loud bang.

The vision of the white-robed sword cultivator's golden pill was shattered by the Yin soldiers and Yin Horse!

The three of them were unprotected and completely exposed to the dense Yin soldiers!

(End of chapter)

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