The grimace grew larger, and the cobweb-like texture wriggled and changed color, then transformed into an eerie green.

Little by little, the ghost fire burned and flickered, and more and more corpse qi began to be extracted and sucked, and the hideous face of the ghost head general became clearer and clearer.

The muscles on Wang Lun's chest began to atrophy rapidly, and gradually spread to the abdomen.

The seven-colored sword in the sky was grabbed by one of Wang Lun's arms, and the seven-colored glow was the same as before, Wang Lun waved the other two arms and pulled the entire arm away.

Li Xiaoyi recalled Jing Zhongyue with his hand, and with another swirling volley, the roll flew out with a seven-colored glow.

At Wang Lun's two-day broken arm, there were granulations wriggling and growing, and the other arm turned into a palm knife and plunged straight into his chest.

The big meat shield of the ghost head was picked up by him again, blocked in the air, and slashed the shield with a knife.

Wang Lun looked at the seven-colored flame on the shield with a surprised expression, threw his hand, and smashed it at Li Xiaoyi.

At the same time, with one hand in his chest, he grabbed and dug out, and a hideous ghost head was dragged out by him.

But it was not uprooted, and the green hair of the ghost-headed general, like a poisonous snake, quickly drilled in, sucking and pumping.

Wang Lun wanted to crush it in his hand with a hideous face, but he didn't expect that the head of the ghost head general was so hard that he couldn't crush it.

Li Xiaoyi, who was shifting and transposing, put away the knife and returned his hand, seeing the desperate insistence of the ghost-headed general, he didn't even think about it, and threw out the roundabout volley again.

The ghost appeared on Wang Lun's side out of nowhere, and the square treasure mirror was lifted and shone, just reflected on the other party's face.

Wang Lun only felt that the soul was swinging, and the soul entrusted by the spirit seemed to be about to be pulled out.

As for the ghost-headed general, he also got a chance to ease up at this moment.

With a big mouth, a green ghost fire erupted out, and after burning a hole, it flashed and returned to Wang Lun's huge body again.

Crazy absorbing the flesh and blood essence of this body, the purple thunder and lightning in the corpse suppression demon array, a thick thunder light that had accumulated for a long time, burst down.

Outside the formation, many of the sect's disciples had already fallen to the ground, but Xu Yun had red eyes and a crazy face.

Su Yunhan was shocked that Xu Yun was so desperate, she wanted to stop it but couldn't stop it, and she didn't want to fall short.

Mu Jianchen stared at the thick purple lightning, this might be the limit of what they could do.

It can almost be said that the inside should be combined with the outside, or the profit of the joint efforts of everyone.

The cultivation of the corpse flesh demon is between the middle and late stages of the true pill, and after Wang Lun is turned into a black-faced zombie, it is equivalent to the cultivation of the peak of agility.

The corpse body and flesh demon achieved by the secret method has not been completely transformed, and it also has the realm of the early stage of the True Pill.

At this moment, the body that could no longer hold back collapsed like a mountain collapsing.

The Devil-headed General was still in the flesh and blood, sucking constantly, with green hair and greed wriggling like a snake.

The moment countless unjust souls broke free from the sea of flesh, they were all devoured by the Quartet Treasure Mirror in the hands of the ghosts.

The seven-colored flame of light burning on the ground was swept away by the well in Li Xiaoyi's hand, and then returned to the blade of the knife and disappeared.

The Great Array of Corpse Suppression and Demon Suppression that shrouded all around, because of this blow, finally could not be maintained and dissipated into the air.

Xu Yun fainted without saying a word, and there were also the disciples of the various sects who fell one after another.

Gao Zhuofan and Sun Jiaqi also fell to the ground weakly, and there were many disciples whose lives and deaths were unknown.

Mu Jianchen rushed to Li Xiaoyi's approach and walked towards the corpse together.

Before he could take a few steps, black light flashed on the cracks in the sea of flesh, and Li Xiaoyi grabbed Mu Jianchen, who was about to step forward, and then there was a loud bang, and countless flesh and blood flew up.

Li Xiaoyi and Mu Jianchen retreated sharply and dodged, still shocked by a layer of air waves.

The two stood up and looked at each other, Li Xiaoyi's mind moved, and the ghost-headed general flew out of a mound not far away.

Staggering as if he was drunk, when he came to Li Xiaoyi's approach, Mu Jianchen looked at the ghost-headed general's gaze and became extremely strange.

Li Xiaoyi took it back into the ghost head ring that he wore on his tail finger.

Together with Mu Jianchen, he walked towards the sea of corpses and flesh again, the stench made people frown, and the divine sense probed, and Wang Lun's breath was long gone.

No one knows whether it is dead or alive, Mu Jianchen checked it over and over again, until Li Xiaoyi shook his head helplessly, he was still checking.

Walking to the place where everyone was resting, there were four corpses lying not far away, among which was a newly promoted Kunlun disciple.

Xu Yun was overwhelmed, his breath was dying, and he had been fed the healing pill by Zhang Sheng, and he was still in a coma at this time.

Standing next to the corpse of the dead Kunlun disciple for a while, Li Xiaoyi said to Zhang Sheng: "Take it back, it's not easy to keep a whole corpse these days." ”

Many people looked up at this side, Li Xiaoyi shook his head, and shouted at Mu Jianchen, who was still looking for Wang Lun's body, he wanted to leave quickly.

There was always an extremely bad premonition, he felt that Wang Lun was not dead, if that was really the case, then it would be extremely dangerous here, once this guy killed him......

Li Xiaoyi mobilized the disciples who could still move, and said to Mu Jianchen, who was still not giving up, "We have to leave quickly!"

Although the latter has a stubborn personality, he is not stupid, he was said by Li Xiaoyi, and then looked at the wounded all over the ground, and agreed to pull up the team with Li Xiaoyi and walked back.

The road was still not smooth, but fortunately, Li Xiaoyi and Mu Jianchen were there, sword and sword, back and forth, and finally returned to the mountain gate safely.

This time, the patrol team of the twenty-four sects can be said to have suffered heavy casualties, and several sects were almost wiped out.

Only Kunlun, although many were injured, only one person fell.

The merit exchange is also the most, which has attracted the attention of several other sects.

Then Mu Jianchen and Gao Zhuofan, after seeing the team formation mode of the Kunlun Sect, reported to their respective sects, and were unanimously recognized by all the real people in charge.

Mr. Miao Ke praised: "This son is extraordinary!"

It's just these four words, and there is no reward for one more point, and the disciples in Kunlun are somewhat angry, but Li Xiaoyi doesn't care.

His method is actually not very complicated, the alternation of sword cultivation, also known as the two-stage rush kill or more multiple charge kills, has existed since ancient times.

As for the formation forbidden, even more so, he just interspersed it, and this method was very effective before this.

When the main battlefield was moved from Fengyang Prefecture to the territory of Shushan Sword Sect, it was already not very practical.

In the face of a small group of enemies, it is still possible to do it, but if there are too many, it will be a situation of being beaten, so it is necessary to change something.

As for the seven-colored flame of the Nirvana Orb, because the scene at that time was chaotic, although some people noticed it, most of them thought it was a special magic weapon, and no one mentioned it anymore.

After returning to his residence, Li Xiaoyi walked towards Murong Yunyan's residence.

The Kunlun disciples he met during the period all stood up and saluted Li Xiaoyi to show respect.

Now Li Xiaoyi's reputation among Kunlun disciples can be said to be unmatched among the three generations of disciples.

Every time he returned the gift, he was not arrogant or impatient, his heart was full of joy and satisfaction, and he was more and more sure of what he really wanted in his heart.

Murong Yunyan seemed to know that he would come, and had been waiting for a long time, and when he arrived in this room, Li Xiaoyi took off all his disguises.

He poured himself a cup of fragrant tea, and talked to Murong Yunyan without a match, which could make him relax physically and mentally, and there was no pressure at all.

Where there is Murong Yunyan, there is a harbor for him to shelter from the wind and rain, after going through the stormy waves, he likes the comfort in front of him even more, and he also likes this woman more and more.

He couldn't tell what it was like, but he loved it.

"I'm going back to the mountain in a few days. Murong Yunyan's voice was very soft, and he said as if he was a common word.

Li Xiaoyi said "um", he didn't ask more, and he didn't want to ask, he set a position for himself, at this stage, due to cultivation, anything in the door is not something that a disciple of his agile period can participate in, so it is better to talk less.

A meaningful smile appeared on the corner of Murong Yunyan's mouth: "You have grown up a lot." ”

Li Xiaoyi smiled, and leaned on the chair without refuting, he was now full of thoughts about how to lead the Kunlun team and accumulate more popularity for himself.

"You really don't want to be curious, why did I rush back to the sect at this critical juncture?"

Li Xiaoyi raised his head and looked at Murong Yunyan, who was also looking at him.

Li Xiaoyi frowned, what he said made him have to think about it more.

"Has the sect changed?" he asked.

Murong Yunyan looked out the window, the sun was setting, the burning clouds in the sky were beautiful, and a round of red sun was falling slowly unconsciously.

She didn't want to go around in circles, so she poured herself a cup of tea, and then said word by word: "Our master is going to cross the catastrophe!"

Li Xiaoyi's face changed instantly: "So fast?"

Murong Yunyan nodded, and sighed again: "The master has suppressed it for a hundred years, and it has been dragged out until now, and it is also a helpless thing. ”

He opened his mouth, his mind in confusion, trying to say something, but not knowing where to start.

The twenty-four sects of the Daomen, headed by the six sects, seem to be fair and just, but Li Xiaoyi never believes that every time he assigns a task, or in a big war like before, there is not the slightest bit of cat in it.

A sect, it is by robbing the law that the real person to show its strength, Kunlun has suffered all these years, although it has suffered a lot, but it is still within the six sects, it is precisely because of the real person Xuanyun who is in charge of the sect.

If there is any accident for him in this great tribulation......

"Will you go back with me?"

Li Xiaoyi looked at Murong Yunyan, and she was also looking at him, her expression was still as indifferent as before.

"What about the Kunlun squad?"

Li Xiaoyi shook his head and wanted to refuse, but he heard Murong Yunyan say unhurriedly: "There is the ...... I want there."