On the Broken Dragon Stage.

Wei Wuxian looked at Yan Feixue, who had disappeared into the portal, and he was surprised: "This...?Yan Feixue just escaped!?"

For a while, Wei Wuxian looked a little unacceptable! He had never seen the arrogant white-clothed Yan Feixue retreat without a fight!

Although Yan Feixue's escape made Wei Wuxian a little unexpected, it was actually reasonable. Because in Yan Feixue's mind, the four of them combined failed to defeat the remnant soul of the reverse dragon, and the ghost face in the madness could actually destroy the dragon soul with his own strength, and swallowed the remnant soul of the reverse dragon by the way!

Although the strength of Ghost Face Sheng is really unbelievable, but these are all things that he has seen with his own eyes, and he has to believe it! Of course, Yan Feixue will not admit that Ghost Face Sheng's strength is far superior to him, so it has to be attributed to the fact that Ghost Face has the help of Xuanlong, and he also has the sharp magic weapon in his hand. Because of this, Yan Feixue coveted the dragon's back.

He thought that Ghost Face was busy suppressing the manic qi and blood in his body, and he was in a state of confusion, so it was a good time for him to make a move. But he never thought that this ghost-faced creature would go so far as to take away his 'treasures' in turn! Who could stand this? He didn't want to be devoured by this madman like the remnants of the dragon!

He believed that it would not be long before Luo Yu would be severely injured by the force of the backlash. As long as you can endure for a while, you may be able to get what you want...... Therefore, in an instant, Yan Feixue made what she thought was a wise choice - to escape!

... No!

Seeing that Yan Feixue had already fled, Wei Wuxian was about to step forward to ask Luo Yu, but before he could take a step.

I saw that Luo Yu had trembled his back, looking back and smiling evilly at Wei Wuxian.

When Wei Wuxian saw Luo Yu's ghostly appearance, he immediately became vigilant, and the Hundred Flowers folding fan hurriedly blocked his chest: "Hey, are you crazy? Do you still know this son?"

At this moment, although Luo Yu's temperament has changed greatly, he still has a little clarity! I saw him pointing his gun at Bai Lianxing, who was lying on the ground, and said in a low voice: "Take care of... She. ”

Saying that, Luo Yu didn't wait for Wei Wuxian to answer, he had already stepped out towards the portal!

I saw that his bloody figure, when he swept to the middle of the sky, a mysterious light under his body had already swept in an instant, revealing the shadow of the three-zhang dragon!

Looking at Luo Yu who disappeared into the teleporters, Wei Wuxian swallowed his saliva inexplicably.

Immediately, he withdrew his envious gaze, and sighed with a wry smile: "Take the dragon as a mount?! It is estimated that you are also the first one in the mountains and seas..."

As he spoke, Wei Wuxian took out an elixir after probing Bai Lianxing's pulse. After feeding him, he gently lifted the Hundred Flowers folding fan upward, and Bai Lianxing's body slowly floated up!

Immediately, Wei Wuxian continued to urge the spiritual power, and when he waved his hand to move the Quartet at will, he saw that under Bai Lianxing's body, countless spiritual flowers and plants were born!

Obviously, Wei Wuxian was healing Bai Lianxing's injuries.

...

Before a stick of incense.

Between the peaks and mountains, on the banks of the abyss!

As the blood and qi entangled, the ghostly face like a flame stepped into the air, and the dragon's spine stabbed the sky, and the remnant soul of the reverse dragon was destroyed!

The faintly red pool in front of him slowly returned to its clearness, and the blood qi rising above it was also slowly dissipating .......

Obviously, it is not difficult to see from the information that came from the last picture. The remnant soul of the powerful anti-dragon was killed by the ghost face...!

Although the children of various sects and families have thought about many results, they did not expect that it would be the ghost face who finally destroyed the remnant soul of the reverse dragon!

At this moment, everyone's hearts were shocked.

The people who wanted to kill the ghost face before, but also became hesitant, and even many people had the intention of retreating! That ghost face had the strength to destroy the remnant soul of the reverse dragon, and their strength was not as good as the four people on the Qingyun List, so wouldn't it be hitting a stone with an egg?

On the other hand, the Immortal Spirit Sect and others were all happy. They used to get along well with the ghost-faced students, and now they have to see the ghost-faced vitality to punish the dragon soul, and they are also honored.

At this moment, Mo Tong had already led Mo Xiaoyi and the others towards the outside of Tanyuan.

As she reached a mountain boulder, she looked back at the vanished curtain of water.

After a while, she reached out and touched her lower abdomen, and then smiled sweetly and murmured: "The dragon soul has been executed, the stigma is gone, and there is no more danger." ...... It is better to forget each other in the ...... rivers and lakes. ”

And at this moment, Mo Xiaoyi, who had walked to the front, looked back strangely and asked, "Sister, what's wrong?"

When Mo Tong heard this, when he turned around, he was already grinning, and the corners of his mouth raised: "Go, go back to Wanren Mountain." ”

As she spoke, her heroic figure disappeared behind the boulder.

......

Shortly after the people of the Mo family left.

Above the abyss, the brilliance of the water pattern was suddenly revealed! However, this time it was not a shadow light curtain, but a portal that was a height of a foot!

In a short time, a figure in a cloak flew out of it! His body was as fast as lightning, and he had already swept to the top of a mountain in the middle of a leap and motion.

When everyone saw it, they immediately exclaimed: "Black Knife Wood Yan Evil." ”

And the disciples of the Qiushui Sect put their palms together on their chests and knelt down on one knee to salute: "Meet Senior Brother." ”

The broken hat was covering Mu Yanxie's face, and I didn't know what his expression was. I saw him look back slightly, as if he was looking at the tall Qiushui Yiren who was smiling and standing tall in front of the disciples of the Qiushui Sect.

Seeing that Qiushui Yiren was looking at him with a smile, Mu Yanxie quickly retracted his gaze and said in a deep voice: "Return to the sect!"

After Mu Yan gave the order, he stepped on his sword and went away!

And when Qiushui Yiren saw that Senior Brother had left like this, she hurriedly said without looking back: "Senior Brother Han, you take them back! ”

As he spoke, Qiushui Yiren also stepped on the water pattern sword shadow and chased after Mu Yanxie.

Han Qian seemed to be injured, but he coughed lightly, then looked back and ordered, "Let's go, go back to the sect." ”

And at this moment, Jun Zheng rushed to stop him: "Senior Brother Han, this... Just leaving?"

Han Qian frowned and said, "Otherwise?"

"This...!" Seeing Han Qian's gloomy face and unkind tone, Jun Zheng hurriedly laughed and said, "Didn't you say it was good before, the ghost face is ......"

Without waiting for Jun Zheng to finish speaking, Han Qian glanced at Jun Zheng with disdain, and snorted: "Senior brother has a life, you dare to disobey?

Saying that, Han Qian didn't look at Jun Zheng with an embarrassed face, so he shook his sleeves and left with a hum.

Obviously, Han Qian deliberately humiliated their Jun family, but he was just a vassal of the Qiushui Sect... Minion.

Looking at the arrogant Qiushui Sect and the others who had already left. Jun Zheng's embarrassed and smiling expression disappeared instantly, and he gritted his teeth full of hatred.

At this moment, on the shore of the Tan Yuan, there are only three families left: the Immortal Spirit Sect, the Jun Family and the Xuantian Sect.

Jun Zheng looked at the situation in front of him, reluctantly came to Jun Shan's side, and said depressedly: "Brother, the Qiushui Sect and the Longqiu Clan have left, it seems... Don't do it. ”

Seeing that Junshan was still silent, he seemed to be unwilling.

Jun Zheng had no choice but to persuade: "Brother, that ghost face can fight the dragon soul, I'm afraid that after it comes out, it will be disadvantageous to me......"

Jun Shan naturally understood what Jun Zheng meant, so why didn't he know that the departure of the Qiushui Sect and the Longqiu Clan was the best explanation. The two families naturally believe that the ghost face has the strength to destroy the remnants of the dragon. Even if the four of them win together, they are very likely to lose a lot. And how many 'benefits' can Ghost Face Sheng and Wei Wu have on them, enough for the four of them? Rather than outweigh the losses like this, it is better to leave as soon as possible.

Seeing that the four families had gone to two and there was nothing to do, Jun Zheng put down the arm holding the sword in his chest and sighed: "Let's go." ”

But just as he turned around, suddenly, the portal in the abyss fluctuated again, and a figure shuttled out again!

This figure is white-clothed and snowy, stepping on the pond, and not even a trace of fluctuation is revealed, which shows that his body magic is unique. And this person is the white-clothed Yan Feixue who escaped from the Broken Dragon Terrace!

I saw Yan Feixue flying out, and he didn't go back to his junior brothers and sisters, but the sword flew in the sky!

He stepped on the sword shadow streamer, looked down at all directions, and said sonorously: "Fellow Daoists, the ghost face has fallen into the demon path, and we are the righteous people of the mountains and seas, so we should get rid of this evil man..." ”

"What! How could a ghost-faced student fall into the Demon Path?" the Immortal Spirit Sect and the others were shocked.

Obviously, Yan Feixue's words were too appalling.

Wei Wuwu pointed at Yan Feixue even more disdainfully: "Yan Feixue, I am waiting outside to see the truth, the ghost face is alive and powerful to punish the dragon soul, how can it be an evil man?

Yan Feixue looked at Wei Wuwu and snorted: "~ Yes, the remnant soul of the reverse dragon was indeed punished by the ghost face, but after he destroyed the dragon soul, he actually devoured the evil soul of the reverse dragon. ”

"Empty words!" Wei Wuwu obviously didn't believe it.

Beside me, I Lingfeng also looked up at Yan Feixue above the sky, and asked, "Your Excellency's one-sided words, I'm afraid it will be difficult to convince the public?"

Yan Feixue knew that the Immortal Spirit Sect and the others would react like this, so he pointed to the portal and said, "Then you can just wait for seeing to be believing! Are you protecting the right, or are you helping the evil?"

Everyone in the Immortal Spirit Sect immediately hesitated, and my Lingfeng replied: "My Immortal Spirit Sect has been in the mountains and seas for 100,000 years, and it is naturally a protector, and the rights and wrongs of this are still unknown. ”

Hearing my Lingfeng's words, Yan Feixue sneered: "Again?~ I'm afraid that as soon as the ghost face comes out, it will be bloodthirsty and furious, and kill all directions." ”

And at this moment, Jun Shan's voice came from the waterside of Tanyuan: "If what Yan Daoyou said is true, my Jun family will definitely help and kill the evil cultists......!"

Obviously, although Jun Shan wanted to kill Ghost Face, Ghost Face's strength made him quite jealous!

Yan Feixue smiled when she heard this: "Young Lord Sovereign doesn't have to worry too much, the ghost face has devoured the remnant soul of the reverse dragon, and it has been corroded by the Yin and Evil Death Qi, and the blood and qi in the body have reversed and reversed. I expect that in a moment, its strength will be greatly damaged. ”

At this moment, when the Immortal Spirit Sect and the others heard that Yan Feixue was talking about something, it seemed that they were conclusive.

Ru Qian'er looked worriedly at the portal at Tanyuan: "How could he become a demon...?"

"Don't worry, with the senior brother here, it will be fine. Wu Lingxue beside him said with relief.

Wu Lingfeng also came closer, nodded and looked at the center of Tanyuan: "Yan Feixue is just a one-sided word, if the ghost-faced Daoist friend has really fallen into the demon, how can he retreat with his whole body?"

When Wei Wuwu heard this, he patted Wulingfeng on the shoulder, and said approvingly: "Yes, if I am enchanted, I will definitely clean up Yan Baiyi first, haha......"

Seeing that the people around him looked worried and didn't smile at all, Wei Wuwu embarrassedly suppressed his laughter, looking a little bored...

And at this moment, the portal in the abyss of the pool actually fluctuated again!

Obviously, someone was going to teleport out.

And just when everyone was guessing who it would be, they saw that the figure did not appear, and a dragon roar and tiger roared from within!

The blood light appeared in the heart of the pool in an instant, and then turned into a Xuanchi afterimage, which turned into a streamer, rushing out of the lightning and rushing straight to Yan Feixue above the sky!

Before everyone could see who that figure was? Yan Feixue's eyes were already wide open, and the figure of the sword shadow on his feet actually retreated several feet away! He held the Feixue Sword in one hand and spread his arms in the other, and a large banner with a silver rod appeared in his hand -- the slogan: Horror Flag!

Above the sky, opposite Yan Feixue, a dark dragon shadow of more than three feet was hunting. The dragon shadow bowed its back and coiled constantly, its teeth and claws danced, and its roar shook the sky like thunder, and the surrounding mountains seemed to tremble under its dragon might. Above the pool of water, it was even more urged by the sound waves, constantly jumping and trembling!

And above the back of the Xuanlong, there was a figure of a demonic man with long hair scattered and fluttering, and his clothes were torn and hunting in the wind.

The man grabbed the dark dragon mane in one hand and the blood-colored dragon spine spear in the other, and the blood and qi around his body were churning, and the space behind him was more than enough. Beneath those black faces, his eyes were as red as flames, looking crazy and evil!

The blood-colored dragon's spine slowly raised and pointed to Yan Feixue, who was waiting solemnly on the other side of the sky.

Luo Yu was extremely violent, and roared wildly: "Yan Feixue... Dare... Fight or not?"

It's like the sound of iron and stone rubbing, and it can be finished. The dark dragon shadow under Luo Yu's seat roared angrily at Yan Feixue in the distance!

The sound waves shook in all directions, making people's eardrums crack and their hearts unstable...!