Author: Battle of Tiandu

However, the other few people present at this moment had indifferent expressions on their faces, and their eyes were full of contempt, as if the woman in the colorful clothes of the Jindan period in front of them was now a dead person.

At this moment, Wen Yiqiu, because the two magic weapons were destroyed one after another, and he was seriously counterattacked, he was already injured a lot, and when he raised his eyes, he suddenly saw a menacing sword.

Knowing that she was planted today, she thought about it in her heart, and suddenly she suddenly shouted in her mouth:

"Even if I die, I can't let you, the Demon Dao monks, leave the Supreme Sword Sect alive and sound."

As she spoke, she silently recited some strange mantra in her mouth.

The next moment, as Wen Yiqiu's face gradually turned red, an incomparably powerful mana fluctuation suddenly spread out from his body, and an inexplicably powerful spiritual pressure caused some small stones on the ground to slowly shake for it.

However, at this moment, the sword like a raging wave was approaching, and it was obvious that she had made up her mind and did not want to dodge it, and she also knew that she did not have much time to do anything else now.

Immediately after that, there was a boom that shook the sky.

Wen Yiqiu, who was still silently reciting the mantra, was hit by this terrifying knife that quickly slashed out.

The light curtain barrier formed by the handkerchief magic weapon in front of him suddenly exploded after a bang.

However, at this time, the strange human bone sword was bounced out by the aftermath of this powerful explosion, and he didn't know where it fell.

A hurricane that swirled extremely fast, swept away in all directions, and at the same time, rolled up countless earth and rocks on the ground and smashed them into the surrounding mountain walls, striking away.

There was a loud crackling sound of rain hitting the plantains, and it sounded one after another, which made people shocked when they heard it.

Just after two or three breaths, a woman with a disheveled hair suddenly rose into the air from a pit of earth that had been cut out, and her colorful clothes became tattered at this moment, looking extremely embarrassed.

"Oh, I didn't expect you to be dead!" Wu Long exclaimed in disbelief.

At this moment, Wen Yiqiu's eyes were red, his little face was pale, his mouth and nose were bleeding, and he was still chanting in his mouth, as if he was speeding up a little faster than before.

"Everyone get out of the way, she wants to blow up the golden pill", at this moment, Shi Liquan, who was attached to Lin Yunchen's body, saw this, stood behind everyone, and shouted urgently.

Originally, they were still looking at Wen Yiqiu with a playful face, and the six elite disciples in the late stage of foundation building suddenly heard what Shi Liquan said, "self-detonating Jin Dan", and suddenly their faces changed greatly, and they began to be a little confused.

There was no lack of quick thought in his heart, if the Jindan period monk blew himself up, he would be in ruins within a radius of ten miles, and there would basically not be a living mouth.

The expressions on the faces of the six people immediately began to become panicked, and they all looked towards Baili Ziming in unison.

One of them asked urgently:

"Great Elder Baili, what should we do now, should we avoid it first, Jin Dan blew himself up, but it is not something that we Foundation Building Stage disciples can compete with, Great Elder, you quickly have an idea."

"What a panic, I have my own way, all six of you will give me a way to step back and hide away", Baili Ziming's eyes flashed slightly, and he said calmly.

"I want to see if you blow up the golden pill fast, or my soul suppression talisman fast."

At the same time as Baili Ziming spoke, his sleeves flicked, and a black rune paper flew out suddenly, and the black rune was seven inches long and three fingers wide.

After a burst of black light flickered on the surface of the talisman, all the runes written on it lit up, and quickly shot towards the top of Wen Yiqiu's head in the distance.

At this moment, the hovering talisman, under the urging of Baili Ziming sparing no effort, the black rune paper suddenly emitted a strong black light, and the next moment, a ray of black light quickly disappeared into Wen Yiqiu's head, quickly eroding her divine consciousness sea.

At this moment, Wen Yiqiu didn't have time to react before he was instantly shrouded in the black light turned into a talisman, and the mantra he was silently chanting in his mouth was also interrupted.

She suddenly felt that her body was no longer under her control, and there was chaos in the sea of consciousness at this moment.

"Martial Dragon Daoist, if you don't do it at the moment, it's too late", Baili Ziming, who cast a spell to control the soul suppression talisman, exclaimed urgently.

"Baili Daoyou's talisman is really powerful, and then it's up to me."

As soon as he spoke, the arm that was originally holding the black knife in one hand instantly burst out, and the robe swayed without wind, and the hunting sound.

Feeling a little unstable in one hand, he changed to holding it in both hands, and the mana on his body poured out, all of which were injected into the black knife.

The blade of the black knife stabbed instantly, bursting out with terrifying power, and slashed towards Wen Yiqiu fiercely.

Immediately afterwards, the next moment another knife was slashed out, and the two swords were one after the other, like a flood beast that chose people to eat, and went towards Wen Yiqiu, who was hanging in the air, devouring and strangling, and the momentum was amazing.

At this moment, Wen Yiqiu, who was hanging in the air, was extremely confused, his eyes were cloudy, and he had wanted to explode the Fa Dan and the demon monks here.

Just now, I didn't know what kind of talisman was on her head, which made Wen Yiqiu Zhihai suffer a great bruise, and she worked hard with all her mana to barely resist the erosion of the talisman.

Now there are two more knives in his eyes, and if he wants to blow up the golden pill, there is not enough time at all.

"Only the last game". Wen Yiqiu's cloudy eyes suddenly widened, and he sighed bitterly.

Immediately, a big mouth sprayed again, and a ring magic weapon flew out of its mouth, rapidly expanding in midair, and a terrifying mana fluctuation rippled towards the surroundings.

Wen Yiqiu quickly bit the tip of his tongue again, and the blood of the stone tip sprayed on the ring, making a buzzing sound, and its power instantly soared.

The golden runes on it suddenly appeared on the ring, emitting bursts of golden brilliance, which were gorgeous.

Wen Yiqiu had just finished all this, her face was as pale as a dead person, without any blood, and at this time, the mana in her body had been exhausted, and she whispered in her mouth, "Go."

After speaking, his body slowly fell to the ground, and it was already a matter of life and death.

The ring buzzed, and collided with the oncoming blades, and at the moment of collision, a huge sound erupted, and the earth trembled violently, and the surrounding air flow flew chaotically.

At this time, the demon monks who had fled to a distance sacrificed their defensive magic weapons one after another to resist the wind blowing over, followed by another earth-shattering loud noise.

The second sword slashed into the ring one after another, and with a click of the ring, a crack suddenly appeared, and then more cracks appeared.

With a crisp snap, the internal formation of the ring was destroyed, and it completely exploded, and finally turned into a little golden powder and scattered, and finally dissipated into nothingness.

Baili Ziming muttered: "It's so dangerous, it's so powerful, it seems that cultivating in the big sect still has some unknown doorways among them."

looked at Wen Yiqiu, who had not moved at all, and shook his head gently: "It's just a pity, it's a pity."

Seeing this, Shi Liquan immediately collected the defensive magic weapon, and said: "Oh, Baili Daoyou, what are you sorry for?"

"Don't say it, don't say it, it's all old things."

Baili Ziming's eyes at this time seemed to evoke some unbearable old past, and he didn't want to say it.

Wu Long raised his hand to cast a spell to recall, and the human bone sword that was blown away by the explosion shock wave flew into the distance, and with a roar, the human bone sword turned into a mini small sword, and quickly flew back into Wu Long's big sleeve, and he put the black knife in his hand behind the storage ring.

walked to the side of the two who were talking at the moment, and said to Shi Liquan: "Shi Daoyou, you must not know, Baili Daoyou also wanted to join the ...... back then."

"Shut up", Baili Ziming glared at Wu Long, and immediately interrupted what he wanted to continue.

Baili Ziming immediately changed the topic and ordered: "Shi Daoyou, you go and see if Wen Yiqiu is dead."

"Okay", Shi Liquan was relieved when he heard this, and reluctantly walked towards Wen Yiqiu, who fell to the ground.

Seeing Wen Yiqiu's explosive shock wave released by the magic weapon, the injured body was simply miserable and unrecognizable.

Shi Liquan immediately reached out to probe his nose, and then probed his veins, and said in his heart: "It's dead."

"How's the situation, Shi Daoyou", slowly walked over to Baili Ziming, looked at Shi Liquan, who was a little stunned at the moment, and asked.

Shi Liquan immediately got up when he heard the voice, waved his hand sideways, and said: "Dead, the mana is exhausted, the body is destroyed, even if the gods come, it will be difficult to save them."