In a moment, this group of people had already analyzed the gains and losses clearly, and looking at the glowing Luoshui in front of Beiluo, their eyes also became hot.

Xue Buyu hid in the dark, full of laughter, now, there is a lot of excitement to watch!

Seeing that everyone was already determined to go against him, Beiluo hated them even more for staring at the spirit treasure in his hand.

In addition to being angry, the majestic spiritual power poured into Luo Shui.

Luoshui, which was watered by strong spiritual power, was glorious, and the position on the edge raised small tips one after another, and spun in front of Beiluo.

Luoshui is mighty, the glow is through the sky, and the brilliance shines.

The disk-like body also rotated rapidly like a tornado, and there was a faint sound of wind roaring and thunder, and the faint white light on the surface instantly turned into a boundless mist, spreading out in all directions to the west.

The mist surged out, and the speed of the spread was also extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, several monks were enveloped in it.

I saw that the monks panicked, and their bodies glowed with spiritual light, and they disappeared in an instant, and their bodies fell to the ground.

Xue Buyu couldn't see the monks who were shrouded in mist, so he could only use the eyes of Tianqu to see that the spiritual power around them had dissipated, and the spiritual power in their bodies had stopped rotating, and their life and death were unknown, and he was shocked by the strong power of the spiritual treasure, and he was secretly glad that he didn't rush up to snatch the spiritual treasure.

Although the cultivators were struggling to perch and flee, the white mist that spread all over the mountains and fields was too fast, and after a while, several figures fell in the fog.

Xue Buyu was also affected, when the mist came, he secretly said that it was not good in his heart, and he hurriedly sank to the ground, but he didn't know that the mist actually tracked down, and as soon as it touched his divine court, it came in like a poisonous snake.

When he landed, his mind was dizzy, his eyes were dizzy, his ears were ringing, and his secret path was not good, so he urged his spiritual power to drive the mist out of his body.

Looking at it like this, he realized that this Luo Shui had time to attack the treasure of the soul.

But now, he didn't have time to admire, and he was a little panicked when he remembered what happened to those monks.

The soul seemed to be pulled away, slowly leaving the body, and he could only watch the translucent human form slowly leave from his body, even though he could shout in his heart.

At the last moment, his mind roared, and a cold voice sounded, "Waste, this level of crooked ways, you will all be tricked, and you are also the bottom of the waste." ”

Then, the dantian thunder spirit revealed a trace of purple thunder, although the purple thunder was small and thin, but it was extremely fierce, and he pounced on the mist that burrowed into his body with his teeth and claws.

In front of the tyrannical purple thunder, that bit of mist was like a mouse seeing a cat, and escaped from the divine court with lightning speed, leaving far away, refusing to approach Xue Buyu again.

A suction force came from the body, and the soul that floated out of the body suddenly returned to its original position, and Xue Buyu's eyes slowly glowed with brilliance.

Recalling the thrilling scene just now, he had palpitations, and when he touched his chest, there was a bang inside.

He hurriedly restrained his spiritual sense, thanked the lonely and arrogant thunder seed at the dantian, and got another cold snort, which made his angry teeth tremble.

With Lei Ling by his side, Xue Buyu had confidence, but even a trace of purple thunder made him a little tired.

At this moment, he hid in the ground and slowly recovered his spiritual power, even if the fight above was lively, no matter how magical the spiritual treasure was, he would not come up to see the drama of the immortal cultivation war.

After about a stick of incense, Xue Buyu pondered that the war was over, and he floated to the surface again like a native grandson.

For safety, he only showed half of his head, and his eyes popped out of the ground, trying to probe the truth.

I secretly wondered in my heart, this place was really a bit dangerous, and it was only right to return to the Blue Dragon Empire as soon as possible.

Fang popped his head out, and he heard the sound of shouting and cheering in front of him, and he looked at it, only to see two figures in front of him, one blue and one yellow, circling back and forth, fighting fiercely in the air.

Just now, those sect monks were scattered in the nearby mountains, not moving at all, it seemed that their souls had left their bodies, and their lives were gone!

After hundreds of years of practice, once devoured by greed, years of penance turned into flowing water, and ended up with a dead body, and the soul returned to the Yellow Spring, which is also embarrassing.

Xue Buyu looked at the two fiercely fighting monks, and the one with fluttering blue sleeves and flowing clothes was the Falling Star Sect Sect Master Beiluo.

As he whirled around, he looked at the young Taoist in a splendid yellow robe opposite in surprise and shock.

"Yuan Ni, are you crazy?"

"Hehe, senior brother, you already have Luoshui, give me the Lingbao this time!"

"It turned out to be for Lingbao!"

Bei Luo's face was full of anger, and he couldn't believe it, looking at the familiar face in front of him, "In the past, the master wanted to pass on the position of the sect master to you, but you swore to death because your Taoism was too shallow, so the master gave me the position of the sect master and the spiritual treasure to suppress the sect, why are you like this today?"

"Hehe!" The yellow-robed young man's eyes flashed with a hint of resentment, and with a wave of his big sleeves, a red flame shot straight towards Belo, and the fire was like a meteor piercing the sky, with infinite light and heat whistling under the blue night sky.

Beiluo just fought, and used Lingbao Luoshui, there was not much spiritual power left in his body, seeing that his junior brother was ruthless, and he wanted to kill himself, thinking of the feelings of the past, he felt great pain in his heart.

On weekdays, he regards his junior brother as his right-hand man, and he trusts him, but now Lingbao is at present, and his junior brother does not remember the old feelings, but fights a rake, and regards him as an enemy, and his mood is even more depressed.

Yuan Nie saw that his senior brother was distracted in his eyes, and he was deaf to his questioning, but one move was more ruthless than the other.

In normal times, he would never dare to challenge the authority of Beluo, but now that he is in Zhongguang Mountain, all the monks have been killed, and there are no outsiders, even if he kills Beluo, it will not be spread.

What's more, at this moment, Beiluo's spiritual power is almost exhausted, his body is tired, and he suddenly encounters the rebellion of his own junior and brother, and his heart is even more agitated, if he doesn't take this opportunity to kill him, he will not have a chance in this life!

Thinking of this, he held the sword in one hand, the spiritual power was infused, and the red light blade of the Dao Dao killed Beiluo with the sound of gusts of wind and thunder, and the other hand was not idle, constantly changing gestures, and the clear air flow shot out from his fingertips, quietly approaching Beiluo.

Belo whisked the dust and flew, and thousands of flexible and snowy silk threads were overwhelming, just like a woman's hair, sweeping towards Yuan Ni.

The red flame and the white silk completely covered this mountain col, and the sky was full of steaming flames and endless white silk threads, the two phases wrestled, although the red flame was monstrous, fierce and violent, but in the face of the soft and rigid, the impermeable white silk shrouded in front of it was difficult to enter for a while.

"Yuan Ni, why did you betray me?"

Beiluo was unwilling in his heart, racked his brains, and it was really difficult to sort out the reason, so he questioned his junior brother again and again.

"Hmph! It's nothing, it's just that you are too arrogant on weekdays and don't take the brothers and sisters seriously, that's all!"

Yuan Ni's hair was flying, his face was cold, under the reflection of the firelight, his face was flushed, and those two eyes stared at the defensive round shield formed by the white silk in front of him, which was very vicious.

"That's it?"

Beiluo looked up to the sky and roared, and from his terrible and angry howl, Xue Buyu heard a trace of helplessness, "Since that's the case, then let's die!"

He suddenly went crazy, desperately squeezing the spiritual power in his body like a desperate fight, if he continued like this, even if he won this battle miserably, Dao Xing would be greatly damaged, but right now, he couldn't think about it so much!

The brown robe swayed endlessly on the surface of his body, the dense spiritual power began to evaporate outside the body with his squeezing, the black beard and emanation flew upwards with the spiritual power, and the momentum of condensation became more and more vigorous.

In a panic, the pupils in his eyes shrank into a small dot, his face was full of crazy and evil smiles, and the red spiritual power mixed with the slightest trace of evil qi also gushed out, using all his power to condense a red fire lotus in front of him.

The fire lotus became more and more condensed under the blessing of spiritual power, and the red petals seemed to be crystal clear, but there was a red mist-like aura lingering on them.

In an instant, the red light was magnificent, completely enveloping this heaven and earth, and even the black clouds above the sky were dyed as red as lacquer, and a thick trace of destruction and death slowly rose, making Xue Buyu, who was far away, feel palpitations.

Belo looked at the red lotus in front of him, no surprise, no anger, no sorrow or joy, and Luoshui, who had just been haunted by the white mist, appeared here.

He looked at the smug and crazy junior brother in front of him with a blank look, and said lightly: "Senior brother, I gave you the exercise of avoiding Luoshui Qingwu, which is the first ability to avoid Luoshui, but you never imagined that the second use of Luoshui has been thoroughly understood by me some time ago. ”

"What? There is a second use for Luoshui?"

The crazy Yuan Nie's face showed a shocked expression, and the originally crazy and evil face became even more distorted after a moment of silence, "Impossible, innate spiritual creatures only have one function, this is what Master once said himself." ”

He stared at Bei Luo's expression for a long time, and suddenly showed a hint of pride that I had seen through you, "You lied to me, you must be lying to me?" I want to see if you can really comprehend the second kind of exercise in Luoshui, which the master can't even see!"

"Hahaha!

Although Yuan Nie, who was angry and had a crazy face, didn't believe it, his body twisted, and there was a "crackling" sound of firecrackers from the bones around his body, his arms were opened, his hands were pinched, and he pointed at the fire lotus in front of him, and the blazing fire lotus rushed towards Belo with a huge roar.

The fire lotus is clear and clear, and everywhere it passes, the ground cracks and ravines under the blazing temperature, and the indomitable momentum seems to destroy all obstacles in front of it.