The Heavenly Pattern Jade Chessboard in Zhang Yi's hand smashed through the air and smashed into the top of the head of the Red Immortal Hall Master Tu Tu with a roar.

The various mystical methods of the Acting Machine School are greatly restricted here, but the hardness of this Heavenly Pattern Jade Chessboard is extraordinary, if it is hit this time, then Tu Tu will inevitably have a lot of brains......

However, Zhang Yiyi's chessboard did not hit Tu Tu.

A barrier of hard blood coagulation appeared above Tu Tu's head, blocking the smashing of Zhang Yiyi's Heavenly Pattern Jade Chessboard.

The blood-colored barrier shattered with a bang, and the barrier turned into fragments and was pushed by a burst of spiritual power, and the blood-colored fragments pierced Zhang Yiyi like a blade.

"Change buckets!" Zhang Yiyi pinched the Dharma seal again, and his body swapped with a star.

Zhang Yiyi dodged Tu Tu from a distance, and a star rolled onto Tu Tu's face.

Since the Tianwen jade chessboard is not successful, then Zhang Yiyi will make another move.

At the same time, Zhang Yiyi had always secretly manipulated Wang Duobao, who was secretly manipulating the Thirty-Six Pillars Golden Light Array, and another junior disciple of the Acting Machine Sect to transmit the sound and let them open the formation again.

In addition to the ten disciples of the Qingshan Sword Sect in this Eastern Qinglong District, there are also three disciples of the Yanji Sect, as well as the disciples of the Ancient Spirit Sect who are recuperating from their injuries in the rear.

The golden pillar lit up again, and at the same time as the star, it slammed into Tu Tu.

Shi Zhuang's body was already in front of Tu Tu, and the spiritual power of the peak of Jin Dan directly shattered the thirty-six pillars of golden light array, and at the same time, a punch also shattered the star that Zhang Yi rolled over.

Zhang Yi let out a muffled sound, and the starry sky world dissipated, and he also spat out blood.

Shi Zhuang snorted in his strange voice, and a bloody hand grabbed at Zhang Yiyi.

Zhang Yi couldn't dodge, and he was about to be caught by this bloody hand......

A flash of sword light pierced the bloody hand and took Shi Zhuang's head.

Shi Zhuang stretched out his hand to block it, and that arm was immediately cut off......

Chu Sixiang's sword is so powerful that even the cultivation of Jindan's peak can't stop it.

Chu Sixiang, who was holding the spirit sword transformed by the sword spirit root, stood beside Zhang Yiyi.

"Senior Sister Chu...... You...... I haven't asked you the name of the sword yet. Zhang Yiyi, who was pulled up by Chu Sixiang, was a little embarrassed, and asked inexplicably.

Chu Sixiang glanced at Zhang Yiyi, "Twelve." ”

Zhang Yiyi rolled his eyes, "Twelve?"

......

In the Southern Vermilion Bird Area of the Four Elephant Compass, Jia Wu, who was neither male nor female, walked into this fog with four disciples of the Red Immortal Hall.

These four Red Immortal Hall disciples are all considered the elites of the crooked melon and cracked dates, three are his direct subordinates, and one is under the control of Yi Ji.

There are a total of fifteen disciples in the Red Immortal Hall, and there are eight with better conditions, A Wu and Yi Ji have four each, and Binghan has no choice but to pick the remaining seven.

Among the fifteen disciples, three of Binghan's subordinates died in the Xianyuan Restaurant, and four more died in the yamen of Xiaoyao Town.

Among them, there is one person who has no A, one person who is Yi Hime, and two people who are Binghan.

Therefore, now it can be regarded as an increase in the average level of disciples in the Red Immortal Hall.

At least that's what Jia Wu thought, he always felt that the few disciples under Binghan were too successful and more than defeated.

Jia Wu released his spiritual sense to probe the fog, but he couldn't see through anything.

These four elephant compasses are worthy of being maintained by two million spirit stones, not only that barrier armor cannot be penetrated by them, but even this fog their spiritual sense cannot penetrate it, and they can only probe around the body.

"Master Xiang, what should we do? Do you want to go separately?" asked one of Jia Wu's disciples.

Jia Wu thought for a moment, "Look for it slowly, this spirit array is estimated to not last long, and it is easy to fall into their trap if you go separately." ”

As soon as Jia Wu finished speaking, he heard a gentle male voice coming from the mist.

"You're still a pretty smart guy. ”

Hearing this voice, Jia Wu seemed to remember something, and looked in that direction.

In the mist, a figure gradually emerged, sitting peacefully on the ground, with a long lyre in front of him.

Jia Wu couldn't help but shudder when he saw this person, and his heart was filled with panic for a while.

"I made you forget before, let you wake up, and now you don't want to get up?" smiled the man sitting behind the piano.

His face became clear in the mist, this man was the silence of the boundless realm.

Jia Wu looked at his face and suddenly remembered the scene when he was in Xiaoyao Town before.

......

As soon as the Red Immortal Hall entered Xiaoyao Town, Jia Wu received an order from Tu Tu to take someone to settle the lives of the disciples of the Boundless Dao Court.

This Boundless Dao Court is the first sect in the Chengtian Continent, and although the disciples made a lot of mistakes in the Dharma Fighting Conference, no one knows what hole cards this Boundless Dao Court has.

Therefore, Jia Wu took people very carefully to the restaurant opened by the Boundless Dao Court.

Jia Wu arrived at the restaurant opened by the Boundless Dao Court and found that the door of the restaurant was open.

Seeing this, Jia Wu was even more cautious, he left all his men outside and walked in by himself.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw a white-robed young man playing the piano.

The sound of the piano is melodious and graceful, and it is extremely beautiful.

But after Jia Wu came in, the sound of the piano suddenly changed.

Jia Wu only felt that he was in an ice cave, and his whole body was trembling.

Jia Wu looked at the young man who was stroking the piano and felt weak inexplicably, and knelt down suddenly.

Jia Wu only felt that everything in his eyes was gradually disappearing, and in the end, only the figure of the white-robed young man who stroked the qin was left.

Later, the white-robed young man touched his head and waved his hand, and he retreated.

......

In the mist, Jia Wuye suddenly knelt down for Yan Mo, bowed his head and kowtowed.

The disciples of the Red Immortal Hall behind Jia Wu were all stunned, not knowing what was going on.

Finally, a disciple of the Red Immortal Hall who had been following Jia Wu stepped forward and pulled Jia Wu, "Master Xiang, what's wrong with you?"

Jia Wu turned his head suddenly, the murderous aura on his body suddenly emerged, and a pair of eyes stared at the Red Immortal Hall disciple.

The Red Immortal Hall disciple was so frightened that he hurriedly retreated, almost kneeling on the ground.

"It's not good, the incense master must have fallen for this person's illusion!" the disciple pointed at Yan Mo and shouted to the other Red Immortal Hall disciples after retreating.

These four disciples took action one after another, and they exerted their full ability to take down Yan Mo.

A cold blood aura rose up on Jia Wu's body, blocking the attack of the four disciples.

Four blood-forming tentacles crawled onto the bodies of the four disciples, strangling their necks at once.

"It's kind of obedient. Yan Mo looked at Jia Wu's actions and nodded with satisfaction.

He plucked the strings and made a pleasant sound.

The Jia Wu stood up suddenly, and his eyes became extremely hollow.

"Let's kill these little rats first. Yan Mo said gently.

His voice blew into the ears of the four Red Immortal Hall disciples like a spring breeze, but it made them extremely frightened.

"Incense Master, Incense Lord, Wake up quickly, ......"

Jia Wu stretched out his hand and shook it, and the four disciples who were shouting were suddenly twisted and their necks were broken.

Yan Mo, who was sitting behind the long piano, applauded, and then plucked the strings again.

Fourteen people came out behind him, including the remaining nine Boundless Dao Court disciples, as well as three Gu Ling Sect disciples who were not too seriously injured, plus two Yanji Sect disciples.

The movements of these fourteen Chengmeng disciples all seemed a little stiff, and their eyes were blank, like walking corpses.

Yan Mo looked back at them, and then said to Jia Wu, "Just kill ...... Four people. ”

Jia Wu immediately prepared to suck the blood of the three Gu Ling Sect disciples first.

The exercises he practiced sucked the blood of boys and girls and yielded the greatest benefits.

The exercises practiced by the three incense masters of this Red Immortal Hall are all flawed.

A Wu can only suck the blood of boys and girls, Otohime can only suck the blood of women, and Binghan can only suck the blood of men.

Yan Mo stopped him suddenly, "This disciple of the Ancient Spirit Sect can't be killed, you have to keep them, you can only kill four of these nine people." ”

Jia Wu, who had empty eyes, was stunned for a moment, and then looked at the nine disciples of the Boundless Dao Court.

His eyes moved, and he chose three of the nine disciples to directly break his neck, and another one slapped him on the chest.

When these four Boundless Dao Court disciples died, not only did they not make a sound, but they didn't even blink.

As if they were unconscious.

"You should also know how to do it below. Yan Mo said.

The armor nodded mechanically, and then left the remaining disciples with shallow or deep wounds.

Then this armor continued to release spiritual power, and constantly made moves, beating the ground in this fog into dust.

The already uneven ground was beaten by this armor and made ravines and potholes.

Even some of the formations arranged around here were shattered by Jia Wu.

Yan Mo is to create a chaotic war here, and only in this way can other people not be wary.

After everything was done here, Yan Mo snapped his fingers and made Jia Wu stop.

"Alright, now it's time to destroy the corpses, throw them all into the formation behind. As he spoke, he flicked the strings, and a note went behind him, breaking through part of the fog and forming a passage.

Jia Wu carried the four Red Immortal Hall disciples whose necks had been broken by him and walked along the passage.

After a while, a flash of fire appeared in the mist, and Jia Wu returned empty-handed.

Behind the fog there was a fire array, and Jia Wuzheng threw the four disciples there.

Yan Mo smiled with satisfaction, "You are really a smart person, now do you know whose turn it is?"

A little dazed.

Yan Mo chuckled, then began to play the long piano, and a mournful piece of music rang out.

If anyone who participated in the music talk meeting that day was here, they would definitely be able to hear that this song was the "Pain Bird" that Yan Mo played at the music talk meeting that day.

It's just a little different from that day.

The music reached Jia Wu's ears, and his expression suddenly became struggling.

Jia Wu looked at his hands, and also walked towards the formation behind Yan Mo step by step.

The lightning flashed, and several parts of the armor were blackened, and then walked back in a daze.

Yan Mo's music was still playing, and the blood qi on this Jia Wu's body exploded instantly, and a stream of blood mist erupted from all over his body, and then he fell straight to the ground.

The disciples of the Chengmeng who were injured by Jia Wu all used their spiritual power one after another, and used their housekeeping skills to hit Jia Wu's body.

Yan Mo stopped playing and sighed slightly: "This is indeed a smart dog, but it's a pity that you and I didn't meet at the right time......"

After Yan Mo finished speaking, he put away the piano, and then raised his right hand and slapped it on his left shoulder.