The green mang was only an inch away from the old man's eyeballs, and his eyes were closed, and a small green sword pierced his eyelids, and the ferocity of the little magic sword teacher actually left a string of sparks on the old man's eyelids.

With one blow missing, the magic sword flew behind the old man, Ye Liuyun held Qingyue in his hand, and the strange figure that was almost close to the ground came to the three people in the melee.

The clear moon in his hand was ready to go, and while the old man closed his eyes, the white light in his hand probed into the old man's heart.

"The sword of the king, can punish the evil demons!"

Some people say that a battle of life and death is the best touchstone for training monks' cultivation, and many people have improved their skills at the moment of life and death.

Ye Liuyun is now the best example, although before Qiu Fuxu found it, he would also play some tricks. But after all, that's just all the measurements of the rivers and lakes, every time I see how Tang Qingshan is.

He was both happy for his brother and anxious for himself. The pampered Ye family encountered a crisis in his life for the first time.

He wanted to see those indescribable things with Tang Qingshan again, and to pursue the Tao in his heart.

Whether it was a coincidence or not, when Zhao Beihong taught him the sword trick on Lanque Peak, the two unexpectedly met, and then Zhao Beihong protected the way.

Although the teaching time is extreme, Ye Liuyun has done his best.

successfully cut a hole in the old man's heart, and the four of them quickly swept back in pairs.

Tang Qingshan, who was standing on the side, looked at his eldest brother Ye and felt a lot.

Even though he has a lot of means now, Brother Ye has only been cultivating for a few days. Before the two of them rushed to the battlefield, Ye Liuyun cut it short to smooth out the ins and outs for it.

But when he really saw everything in front of him, Tang Qingshan still sighed at the impermanence of creation.

Although he had some opinions about that middle-aged sword immortal, it seemed that Brother Ye had an extremely close relationship with this person. Although Brother Ye also said that the two of them had only cultivated at the top of the mountain for a short time, but now even if anyone sees this posture, they won't believe it.

It's not the first time the old man has seen Ye Liuyun, and now he is even more angry when he sees him. The opportunity just now will not appear a second time, and with Tang Qingshan's caution, the next battle will only be more careful.

Even if you don't kill yourself, you can still do it by dragging yourself and waiting for reinforcements.

"Zhou Qing, go and kill the two of them. Kill both of them, and I'll give you back your freedom, along with your woman's soul!"

Weeping Night Spirit Zhou Qing retreated to protect the Black Venerable, and after being refined, he had no heart. All actions are done in accordance with the instructions of the old man.

But at the moment when the old man just finished saying that, Zhou Qing's eyes had a little more light. As if struggling, he glanced back with a little confusion.

"Look at what you see! Kill them, Lao Tzu will do what he says!"

The Black Venerable was really a little anxious, and the Heavenly River had been refined just by this little effort. And the speed of ablation is still increasing, and those people will come here when they are done. Then...

Zhou Qing stuck the two scimitars in the dirt under his feet, and the black robe on his chest was torn and scratched at will. Revealing a sturdy white upper body, he pinched a few magic decisions that he had never seen before. Biting the tip of his tongue, a mouthful of black blood spurted out, and the blood mist seemed to be pulled by a gas machine. Following a strange gust of wind, it slowly wrapped Zhou Qing.

After casting the spell, he grabbed the two blood-devouring demons beside him again. At this moment, Zhou Qing's whole body was red, and his eyes were full of madness.

The old man was also shocked by Zhou Qing's change, and secretly retreated, and the old man was thinking in his heart. I don't know this ability to stimulate potential, Zhou Qing's breath is still rising. Could this be...

Before the old man could think about it, Zhou Qing, whose body was swollen for three points, had already rushed towards the two opposite. Two scimitars, one on the left and one on the right, one red and one purple on the blade. The light suppressed the bloodthirsty and danced a fishy wind.

A golden light flashed in the sky, piercing through the clouds and hurrying towards the three of them.

Tang Qingshan and the others pointed their toes on the ground at the same time, flying backwards. The golden electric light grazed Zhou Qing's right cheek and disappeared in a flash. A scorched black mark remained on that face, a little delicate.

Zhou Qinghun didn't care, wiped it casually with the back of his hand, and continued to rush forward with the knife.

If you don't succeed in one blow, don't you want to lose face in your palm thunder, which wanted to fly towards Tang Qingshan, drew an arc and smashed down from above Zhou Qingzheng again.

The fairy sword rushed out of the sea at some point, and Qing Yue in Ye Liuyun's hand was not to be outdone. The sword and the master's mind are connected, and Ye Liuyun raised his hand to send the sword. The clear moon shines brightly, chasing the sea and rushing forward.

The three divine weapons with the lowest level of spiritual treasure rushed towards Zhou Qing in three directions. The fairy sword has the most fierce momentum to catch the sea, followed by the palm thunder, and although Qingyue is small, the speed is much faster than the palm thunder.

Now that the magic weapon has been sacrificed, he simply doesn't keep his hand anymore. Ye Liuyun and Tang Qingshan agreed, each exercising their own power. Ye Liuyun pinched the sword technique, and the emerald magic sword named Yingzhu that flew back to the bun came out again.

His target was no longer Zhou Qing, but the swarthy old man who was ready to seize the opportunity to run away. Tang Qingshan would not let him slip away easily, seeing that Zhou Qing and his position were not too far apart. Stretching out his right hand and shaking it in the void, he saw the black soul power condensed at a high speed in his palm.

Zhou Qing was already too busy to take care of himself, and the attributes of the three spirit treasures were complicated. It was very tricky to deal with, and the two blood-devouring demon patterns flashed, and countless messy blades chased after the magic weapons and slashed hard.

The battle was raging, and suddenly the ground began to shake beneath his feet. The Black Venerable who retreated from the ground stumbled and was almost hit by Yingzhu. The bottom of the body is in shape, and he is carefully guarded. At present, the situation is confusing, and the old man does not dare to act aggressively, for fear of setting himself on fire.

The position where the two of them stood kept climbing upward, and the large and small stones continued to roll down the arc. Tang Qingshan cast a spell, and he was summoning the chilling iron that had already responded to him. Because he absorbed nearly seventy percent of the souls of the dead in the entire battlefield, he lost Tang Qingshan's suppression, and his volume swelled again.

To control this magic weapon the size of a mountain, don't say that the two brothers are reasonable. Even if it is an individual, it is a dangerous means to fight for the enemy's life.

"Young people, don't be impulsive. Quickly reclaim the supernatural powers. ”

Behind the two of them, several figures were moving rapidly. Pinglan Fort must have been saved, and everyone is counting the battlefield and treating the wounded.

In the distance, the treasure light flows, and the purple and red are red. From time to time, there were amazing energy fluctuations, which made everyone in front of the city secretly frightened.

There are people who are still fighting, the overall situation has been decided, the demon beast is dead, and the person who escapes, the person who can fight with this kind of energy is by no means an ordinary person. Everyone thought about it for a while, and several figures rose from the ground.

It doesn't matter if you're in the sidelines, you can also help. After all, there are many people who are easy to do, and they are all here, so everyone decides that good people will do it to the end and send the Buddha to the west.

I thought that the battle would be fierce enough, but watching the black ball in front of me slowly rise into the air, the leading old man shouted urgently!