The monks of Qiongzhou, who were nervously staring at the movement in the sword array, looked at the warriors who were crying so loudly, with different expressions.

What did it take to cry so loudly?

Tan Boxuan saw that Rong Hui was indifferent, and his heart was impatient.

The aura stretched open the thin walls of blood vessels, and the feeling of swelling and tearing made Tan Boxuan panic, and the thunder above his head was like a talisman, and he let Qin Yan fall a few monks one after another, and those monks were intact.

But as soon as Qin Yan's tentacles reached the side of the sword array, they were torn to pieces by the brutal sword intent.

And the people who inexplicably entered the sword formation of the Sword Spirit Sect were at a loss, and then shrank together with the warriors.

Tan Boxuan became more and more impatient, he was seriously injured when he fought with Rong Hui, and he didn't even have the strength to hold a sword, "Rong Hui, have you played enough?"

As he spoke, the two stone doors that Qin Yan had taken away stood beside Tan Boxuan, helping him absorb the excess aura in his body.

"What is that!" Monk Qiongzhou looked at the stone gate engraved with the Ziwei Sword Sect and the Psychic Sect in a daze, "Why did the Dragon Bone Gate of the Psychic Sect appear in Elder Tan's hands." ”

At this time, Wang Hongyu, who had woken up leisurely, saw Tan Boxuan and said angrily: "Tan Boxuan, because I trust you so much, why do you want to use the painting soul to control your grandfather, and try to kill me to seize the stone gate of the Psychic Sect!"

After the death of the sect master of the Psychic Sect, Wang Hongyu saw the door of the Psychic Sect that had been pushed open in desperation, and he was about to enter when he was assassinated by Tan Boxuan.

Fortunately, Jiang Xueyun arrived in time and used the secret technique of the Wind and Rain Building to take Wang Hongyu to escape.

Seeing this situation, the people of the Psychic Sect were worried about Wang Hongyu's safety, and rushed to the Wind and Rain Tower.

Then I happened to meet Wang Shi.

Immediately afterwards, Qin Yan appeared, and he used the strategy of diverting the tiger from the mountain to deceive Jiang Xueyun and Wang Shi, and used the secret technique to take away the dragon bone door of the Psychic Sect.

As soon as these words came out, the monks in Qiongzhou were dumbfounded.

Things changed so fast that they didn't have time to react.

Tan Boxuan knew that Wang Hongyu was the key, and when he fought to the death with Rong Hui, he tried every means to kill Wang Hongyu.

However, Wang Shi's sword spiritual cultivation was too strong, and all he could do was get close.

Because he was too aggressive, he was almost split in half by Rong Hui's sword.

The matter was revealed, and Tan Boxuan didn't have the heart to explain, "The milky child who has not dried up also wants to get the power behind the door, and he can't help himself." ”

The spiritual power that continued to rush into Tan Boxuan's body almost burst him, he had no extra choice, and ordered Qin Yan: "Lord Qin Feng, what are you waiting for, kill!"

Qin Yan looked at his brother who was wandering outside the sword array, holding a blood umbrella, and said in a daze, "I can't get close to the sword formation at all, how can I go?"

The blood umbrella had a deal with Tan Boxuan, and it had already handed over the door of the Wind and Rain Building to Tan Boxuan.

In addition to the movable doors on Qin Yan's body, three of the four dragon bone doors in Qiongzhou were in his hands.

"Why is your Heavenly Dragon Peak's spiritual power so weird, and it keeps drilling into my body. ”

Tan Boxuan's pale face was swollen like a balloon, and the three stone doors only absorbed a little spiritual power, which couldn't help him at all.

Tan Boxuan glanced at the stunned monks, "The sword formation does not reject them, let them open the door physically." ”

"Elder Tan!" everyone was so frightened that they retreated again and again, "You actually let us go to death?!"

Just because the sword formation doesn't hurt others doesn't mean it doesn't hurt them.

Rong Hui had expected that there might be a scene, the sword array would not harm ordinary monks, if they had a ghost spirit, they would definitely die a tragic death under the sword.

Wang Hongyu was already sober, Wang Shi's sword cultivation was paying attention to dealing with these little people, and Rong Hui was not worried about a fire in the backyard.

"Boom—"

The terrifying thunderbolt exploded above Tan Boxuan's head, his heart trembled, and he couldn't restrain himself from roaring: "If you insist on this, I will immediately give an order to the painting soul in Qin Lie's body and kill him!"

Qin Yan's face was hideous, and he dared not speak angrily.

Only now did he know that Qin Lie's painting soul was completely out of the hands of Tan Boxuan and the Blood Umbrella.

They first planted the painting soul in the shadow of the living and used it to control the living.

Such as Jiang Mingyue, the sect master of the psychic sect.

In the end, he found that this soft control was unsatisfactory, so he put the painting soul in the sea of consciousness of the living, and Qin Lie was the first experimenter.

Qin Lie was born to recruit yin, and when he first hallucinated, Qin Yan was only infested by evil ghosts.

By the time the painting soul was discovered, Qin Lie was already terminally ill.

In order to save Qin Lie.

Qin Yan pushed open the stone door that his father had ordered forbidden to be opened.

Meet the blood umbrella in the world behind the door, and learn the way to save people from its mouth.

Qin Yan believed it, but jumped into the trap of Tan Boxuan and the blood umbrella.

Tan Boxuan stole Xiu Yuanding and pretended to take out the painting soul, but in fact, let it sleep temporarily, and it would be of great use when the time came.

The blood umbrella wants Qin Lie's body.

Tan Boxuan used Qin Lie to contain Qin Yan.

One person, one ghost, hit it off.

Qin Yan thought that he could protect his younger brother in his own blood gate.

I never thought that the horror of the blood umbrella and Tan Boxuan was like this.

He is not an opponent at all, and he can only watch his younger brother, who is in pain to the bone, lose his mind and become a puppet.

"You dare!" Qin Yan's eyes were red.

Seeking skin with the tiger has its benefits.

Qin Yan lifted the blanket to reveal his terrifying lower body.

Dozens of feet long tentacles swept the terrified monk into the sword formation like a giant python.

"Blame... Monster!"

"I've seen the appearance of the sea god, it turns out that the peak master of Tianlong Peak is the sea god!

"Tan Boxuan is actually in the company of monsters!"

"What's wrong with your brain, are you still surprised? Didn't you hear that Tan Boxuan was going to use them to make a meat shield sacrifice flag!"

"They're the badass!"

"Help......

Countless vicious, fearful, afraid, disgusted, disgusting expressions smashed into Qin Yan's eyes.

The strange eyes of the others cut through Qin Yan's terrifying lower body like a sharp blade, pierced into the flesh and blood, and fiercely tore off his humble self-esteem, "Die!"

With a flick of Qin Yan's tentacle, hundreds of monks were thrown into the sky, screaming, and stoned to death on the ground.

"Bang bang bang!"

The monk became Qin Yan's tool to vent his anger.

The people who did not flee were smashed into a blur of flesh and blood, and the scarlet blood mixed with the white brains was shocking.

"Cultivation is not benevolent!" Wang Shi trembled with anger, "Fifth Senior Sister..."

Rong Hui looked up at the black sky, a huge, soul-piercing thunderstorm shuttling among the clouds, and the thunder blew the entire night sky to a miserable white.

"Senior brother, please be safe. Rong Hui said worriedly: "You can save as much as you can, be careful of Qin Lie who is controlled." ”

The blood umbrella has not been shot yet, and Rong Hui is very worried.

She raised her hand and touched the merit seal behind her ear, feeling much more relieved.

Once Wang Shi had a problem, she crushed the merit seal, which attracted heavenly punishment.

Rong Hui's merit seal was different from that of other disciples of the Sword Spirit Sect.

The other disciples could only be passively triggered, but she could take it off and crush it.

She won't sacrifice until she has to.

Wang Shi hummed and rushed out.

Everything is out of order.

Tan Boxuan didn't expect Qin Yan to run wild, he didn't kill Rong Hui, and first took revenge on the monk who discriminated against him.

Wang Shi rolled up domineeringly and threw the living monk into the sword formation.

When he came to Qin Yan's side and was about to eliminate harm for the people, Qin Lie, who was holding a blood umbrella, blocked Qin Yan, he opened his eyes that only left the whites of his eyes, and said word by word: "Put, go, I, brother!"

The blood umbrella evoked Wang Shi's nightmare, he held his breath and took a few steps back, grinding his teeth and said: "The best way to eliminate fear is to face fear, Ollie!"

Qin Lie's blood umbrella fluttered lightly.

At the same time, the Demon Cloud Thunder Tribulation, which had been brewing for an hour, fell from the sky.