At this moment, Wu Chen's real body, who was in the sand dunes, suddenly opened his eyes, and most of his injuries were already healed. stood up and looked into the distance, and under the action of the ghost face, he turned into an old man, stepped away, and disappeared.

Wu Chen's real body, because the storage ring was taken away by the deputy body, is extremely poor, it can be said that he is so poor that he only has a body, and his sleeves are empty.

On the top of the mountain, the giant tiger in the sky collided with the yin and yang graphics, and the rolling air waves raged everywhere, and in an instant, the sand and rocks flying below seemed to be swept by the wind. Seeing this, many monks used their own means to defend themselves.

In mid-air, the eyes of the Holy Son of Hehuan condensed slightly, and then flew towards the sloppy man, his hand condensed in the shape of a sword, and the white sword shadow on his fingertips transformed. In a flash, he came to the man and stabbed him in the center of his eyebrow.

But I saw that the corners of the gray-clothed sloppy man's mouth were slightly hooked, and he didn't dodge or dodge, but let the Holy Son of Hehuan attack.

When everyone saw this, they didn't know the details and were amazed. The man in gray is about to be defeated in two moves, so how strong the Hehuan Holy Son is.

Seeing the smile on the corner of the man's mouth, the Holy Son of Hehuan suddenly felt inexplicably uneasy, and he didn't know what it was.

The white sword shadow pierced the man's body, and he didn't see the blood splashing, and the gray-clothed sloppy man in front of him suddenly collapsed, and it turned out to be an afterimage.

And at this moment, above the back of the Hehuan Holy Son, a figure appeared, and with a move of his hand, a huge hammer appeared, the hammer handle was very long, and it looked extremely strange.

The gray-clothed man burst with green tendons on his hands, holding the handle of the hammer with both hands, rotating the sledgehammer, smashing it down on the Hehuan Holy Son, and shouting in his mouth: "Eat grandpa's hammer!"

Feeling the space, looking at the black pressure sledgehammer smashing, the Holy Son of Hehuan couldn't dodge, so he had to pour out the spiritual power of his whole body, quickly condensed, and protected his body, but he was also smashed to the bottom of the mountain by the sledgehammer.

"I'll go!" Looking at the tall man in the sky, Hua Haitang was full of worship, and his eyes showed starlight, "A fierce man, a model for my generation!"

Chi Haoran also wiped the sweat from his forehead, and secretly thought to himself, if he suffered this hammer, I am afraid it would not be comfortable, this person's strength is a little terrifying.

The man in gray carried a hammer, floating in the air, staring at the bottom of the mountain below, his thick eyebrows raised lightly. He didn't think that a holy son could solve it so easily.

Sure enough, at the bottom of the mountain, there was a loud roar, and then a big aqua blue hand came out from the bottom of the mountain, extremely fast, and pinched the sloppy man.

At the bottom of the mountain, the Holy Son of Hehuan flew up and jumped above the gray-clothed man who was held by Shui Lan's big hand. Put your hands together, reach up, and slash at the man below.

In an instant, above his head, the silver-white sword pierced through the sky, slashing at the man with unparalleled might.

The man in gray kept struggling, gritting his teeth after no result, his eyes shining brightly, and he looked up to the sky and roared.

I saw that on his body, a phantom of a giant ape appeared, and the phantom became bigger and bigger, breaking through the big hand of Shui Lan, beating his chest with both fists, and the fierce light in his giant eyes appeared, and he roared towards the silver-white sword that was cut down. Finally, he raised a huge fist and blasted it away.

In an instant, the space seemed to be broken, and there were thousands of lights.

The monk below, who was not strong enough, was pushed away by the destructive force of the impact, smashed to the ground, spat blood from his mouth, and hurriedly crossed his legs to breathe in horror.

Wu Chen and the others conjured up their spiritual power, forming a giant shield, struggling to block the impact caused by the two people above.

In the middle of the mountains, the Holy Son of Hehuan was pale, and blood flowed from the corners of his mouth, which was particularly dazzling. And the sloppy man in gray was also uncomfortable, his clothes were in tatters, and his spirit seemed to be a little sluggish.

The two looked at each other, and the man in gray frowned slightly, didn't say a word, and flew away. After thinking for a moment, the Holy Son of Hehuan wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and chased after him.

"It shouldn't be!" Wu Chen looked at this scene and muttered softly. In his senses, this gray-clothed man was obviously a little stronger than the Holy Son of Hehuan, and at this moment he actually withdrew.

"Mo Fei, there is fraud!" Wu Chen woke up and paused for a moment. Then seeing Hua Yun'er in front of her, she was full of anxiety, and flew towards the direction of the pursuit of the Holy Son of Hehuan.

Seeing this, Wu Chen twitched the corners of his mouth, stood up and walked lightly, and instantly came to the back of Hua Yun'er and slapped her jade neck with a palm.

Hua Yun'er fainted softly, Wu Chen carried it on his shoulder, and was about to take a step, Hua Haitang and Chi Haoran had already come to him, staring at him with big eyes full of incredulity.

"Brother Mo, I thought you were a righteous gentleman, but I didn't expect you to be such a person. Hua Haitang was speechless, looking at Wu Chen's petite and beautiful flower rhyme on his shoulders, his eyes lit up, and he grinned: "How about letting me help you carry it?"

Chi Haoran glanced at the two of them, extremely disdainful, snorted at Wu Chen, and said quietly: "Brother Mo, although this woman is beautiful, but we have to pursue it, that Hehuan saintess is a stunner in the world, why don't we partner up and take it down?"

looked at the two of them, and saw that they had thief eyebrows and rat eyes, looking extremely obscene, Wu Chen was speechless, and his cheeks were red after a long time, and he could only shout the word "roll".

After speaking, Wu Chen flew towards the land of the sand dunes, as for the result of the battle between the Holy Son of Hehuan and the man in gray, he was not interested, but he could guess that the Holy Son of Hehuan would suffer a big loss.

"Lao Hua, you see, Brother Mo is embarrassed and embarrassed, haha......" Chi Haoran laughed, and also followed Wu Chen, shouting strangely: "Brother Mo wait for me, I'll help you carry it!"

Hua Haitang touched her chin and muttered, "Brother Mo has my previous style, not bad, hehe......" smiled lewdly and flew in the direction of Wu Chenchi Haoran.

At the top of a certain mountain, the woman in white was about to go to watch the battle between the two sons of Hehuan, but suddenly stopped.

The purple squirrel on her shoulder disappeared at this moment, her mouth pouted slightly, she closed her eyes, opened her beautiful eyes after sensing it for a while, and flew in the opposite direction without thinking about it.

Taking a closer look, the place she went to was the direction in which Wu Chen and the others left.

And the onlookers, some chose to go and watch the battle between the two, and some chose to leave.

The reason why the land of the West Hidden is called the West Hidden is because there are many hermits on the continent of the West Hide.

It is said that once upon a time there was a monk named the West Geek, who was blind but powerful and famous.

Then he seemed to be tired of fighting and came to a certain place to live in seclusion. However, the enemy did not give up, inquired about his hermitage, and hired many powerful monks at a high price to go to his place and kill him.

However, when everyone came to find them, they were all killed, and since then, the world has called the place where the West Geeks live in seclusion the West Hide. One after another, many monks who were tired of the strife in the rivers and lakes also came to the West to live in seclusion, and gradually, the West Yin became a must-choose place for hermits.

At this moment, on a certain road to the Beast Domain, Xiyin was on both sides of the mountain. And on the gorge, a slender woman looked ahead, her peach blossom eyes revealing endless sorrow.

The woman's face is captivating, her willow eyebrows are verdant, her lips are like Danxia, and the green silk in her ears is fluttering lightly in the breeze, which is beautiful.

Not far behind her, next to a big rock, there was a woman in a yellow shirt, the woman's goose egg face was extremely pale, she was sickly panting, the original cherry red mouth was bloodless at the moment, and above the eyebrows, beads of sweat appeared on the forehead.

She supported her emaciated body with her bare hands, and then gently raised her right hand to pull the sideburns that were blown by the breeze on the bridge of her nose.

He looked ahead and slowly got up. In the breeze, her thin body swayed and was distressing.

"Sister Yue'er, let's continue on our way!" Hu Ji'er said softly, she also knew that at this moment, Dong Liyue was worried about her grandfather, why wasn't she, worried about the man in her heart.

Dong Liyue has grown up at this time, and she has lost her previous youthful appearance, and has become a living beauty.

Looking back at Hu Ji'er, who was standing unsteadily in the wind, Dong Liyue hurriedly stepped forward, supported his arm, and said softly: "Sister Ji'er, don't worry, Brother Wu Chen will be fine!"

Seeing the sad Dong Liyue, Hu Ji'er's soft face flashed a wry smile, "I know he will be fine, but, I'm afraid I won't be able to see him for the last time!"

"Sister Ji'er, don't say it, let's go!" Dong Liyue cried, her eyes were full of tears, and her spiritual power wrapped Hu Ji'er and flew up.

At the boundary of the fifth circle of the beast domain, at this moment, more than a dozen figures were sitting in the air, staring at the white fire domain, the white-haired figure on the red iron pillar, extremely vigilant.

From time to time, the beasts below looked up at the people above, and they didn't pay any attention, prostrate on the ground, quietly waiting for the return of the king.

In the air above, there was a gray-haired old man with a flickering gaze and an orange wine gourd hanging from his waist.

Looking at the fire below, the white-clothed blood-stained figure on the red iron pillar and the white-haired figure hung down was full of helplessness.

This person is Dong Liyue's grandfather, after he arrived at the ancient space, he saw that the space passage had been closed, so he planned to go back to Xiyin first, but he was robbed by the man in yellow halfway to guard this place, and he was not allowed to leave.

In his heart, he was secretly worried about Dong Liyue and them, but he was helpless, the strength of the man in yellow was far beyond his imagination.

In the ancient space, Wu Chen carried Hua Yun'er, and they ran all the way with Hua Haitang. For the sake of commitment, Hua Yun'er can't be allowed to return to the Hehuan Sect.

But they didn't notice it, in the extreme distance behind them, a purple shadow followed them secretly, even Wu Chen of the Mind Power Realm, and the powerful Chi Haoran didn't notice it.

During this period, Hua Haitang gradually couldn't keep up with the two, and finally had to rely on Chi Haoran to take him.

Looking at Wu Chen in front of him, Chi Haoran was extremely surprised, this cuttlefish seemed to only have the early stage of cultivation in the Jiedan, and his speed was actually faster than him. And looking at his extremely relaxed appearance, Chi Haoran was even more surprised, "He doesn't seem to have used all his strength." ”

Suddenly, Wu Chen stopped and suspended in mid-air. I saw a rickety old man in front of me, and the old man and Wu Chen looked at each other, their eyes were extremely flat.

When the old man appeared, Chi Haoran was frightened, and on his body, he felt an aura of terror. came to Wu Chen's side, staring vigilantly at the old man in front of him.

Wu Chen took off the storage ring in his hand, took out the storage ring given by Xie Lingying, put it on his hand, and finally threw the one from the old man.

The old man took it and put it on his hand, nodded slowly, turned into an afterimage, and left quickly.

And Wu Chen carried Hua Yun'er, regardless of Chi Haoran and Hua Haitang's doubts, and continued to hurry.

No one noticed that when the old man appeared, the purple shadow behind him trembled rapidly, as if he had seen something terrible, and when he saw the old man leaving, he stabilized his body and continued to follow Wu Chen and them.