Su Musha seemed calm, but in fact, he had already raised a hundred thousand points of vigilance in his heart.

After all, this is a strong man in the realm of Jiedan, and his means are not something that Su Musha can comprehend after reading two more idle travelogues and living for more than ten years.

This is a height that Su Musha has never reached in his previous life and this life.

Just the coercion came, and Su Musha felt like he was in prison, and his whole body was shackled.

Even that person didn't make a move, Su Musha felt that there was a sharp pain in his limbs, and even the originally boiling qi and blood were solidified.

Even if there are six Jiedan Ancestors hidden around him, but facing the Jiedan Old Demon, the first person to bear the brunt is still himself!

Even if it was exchanged for the Purple Que Incense Fire Divine Dao Origin, Su Musha's heart still swelled with anger, and this anger came from Lin Danqing's six people and from Bilan.

If it weren't for a few of them making their own opinions, Su Mu would definitely not have fallen into such a crisis.

It is precisely because Su Musha once died once, and he has tasted the changes in his mood between life and death, and the great horror contained in it, that Su Musha is extremely sorry for his life now.

Shot!

Su Musha hadn't even seen the true face of the person in front of him clearly, and as soon as he appeared, he was accompanied by terrifying mana fluctuations.

It's a miracle!

A real supernatural power!

It wasn't until he faced this type of supernatural power that Su Musha's heart really set off stormy waves.

Su Musha only understood at this moment how ridiculous it was for him to use the seeds of his divine powers to use seemingly terrifying methods in the past.

It's like a grain of rice competing with the bright moon.

The former is not as good as the latter.

Restraining his mind, this is definitely not the time for him to sigh, Su Musha almost squeezed out every part of his true yuan, every part of his qi and blood power, and in an instant, he burst out with a terrifying speed and retreated straight behind him.

"Shaft, take your life!"

The terrifying shout, in front of Su Musha, was like a thunderbolt.

Su Musha bit the tip of his tongue and forcibly struggled out of his confusion.

The five-colored evil qi formed an endless murderous aura barrier behind him, and Su Musha tried to use this method to block the magic power of the old demon of Jiedan, even if it was ...... Even if it's just for a breath.

But who knew that the five-colored evil qi faced the crimson divine light of the old demon of the elder, as if the ice and snow were melting.

Damn, why don't you shoot yet!

The anger in Su Mu's eyes was about to gush out.

It is clearly the previous agreement, just waiting for the moment when the old demon of Jiedan makes a move, the six Lin Danqing who are hidden beside him will make an instant move and kill the old demon of Jiedan by means of thunder.

How long has it been?

Two or three breath time?

Even Su Mu, as a true person who built the foundation, really felt the fleeting passage of time, not to mention this group of Jiedan ancestors who cultivated above him.

Bilan's figure appeared from the crowd.

Su Musha's heart gradually cooled.

A few days ago, he calculated and calculated, but he never thought that he would be calculated by a group of monks who had worked hard to calculate!

Yes, he was like a flash in the pan, and a meteor appeared in front of Bi Lan's eyes, but he didn't want to reach some kind of agreement with Xia Yushu and make a vague deal, Su Musha's approach obviously threatened Bi Lan.

With a wry smile in her heart, she used to only regard Bi Lan as Xia Yushu's senior sister, the female cultivator who stood next to Xia Yushu with empty eyes, nothing more, but she forgot that this woman had long since lost Xia Yushu under the door of the Five Souls Master.

As the years passed slowly, God knows how much ambition had swelled in this woman's heart.

Xia Yushu, who thought he was calculating, was seamless, but he missed a Bilan.

Whether it is today's plan, or now Lin Danqing and others deliberately delay the time to make a move.

It's nothing more than to get rid of himself by the hands of this old demon.

Even if he fell on the river of blood in the next moment, the scene was still an ambush on all sides, but it had nothing to do with him.

After all, it was my own chess trick that was missing.

The wind and clouds gradually swept away, Su Musha no longer fled, and the voice containing the true yuan was transmitted.

"Lin Danqing, if you don't make a move, when will you wait?"

Half of it was because Su Musha wanted to vent his anger, and half of it was indeed because Su Musha couldn't hold on alone.

Su Musha could only barely escape the killing method of this fang by taking advantage of the difficult terrain to dodge, using the secret technique of feng shui and forcibly controlling the scattered evil qi around him.

The qi and blood true qi in his hand slammed into the empty space that was clearly empty on the side.

Swish!

A figure appeared in embarrassment above the blood river, and almost everyone in the Xuanyang Sect saw Lin Danqing's embarrassment at the moment.

In such a situation, what attention did Lin Danqing pay attention to, and how could the onlookers not be clear.

No matter what kind of agreement and reluctance Lin Danqing and Bi Lan have in private, at least this appearance is destined to leave a trace of suspicion between the cultivators of the Soul Cultivation Dao Sect and the disciples of the Xuanyang Sect.

A gap that can no longer be bridged!

The six Jiedan Ancestors appeared, looking at Su Musha's gaze, but it was so cold.

The supernatural powers fell.

None of the six made a move.

Poof——!

Dark red blood gushed out from Su Musha's mouth, and this figure was even faster than the speed at which the divine power descended, and it was blasted straight into the river of blood.

The next moment, he didn't pay attention to the dead man again.

There is no foundation monk, who can resist the old demon of the Jie Dan and contain a magical power.

And in fact, it is.

No foundation building monk can resist, but Chu Han is not a foundation building monk.

That divine power flashed with a crimson glow, and it was accompanied by a strong murderous aura, which not only blocked everyone's eyes, but also made everyone's divine sense unable to penetrate it.

At the moment of life and death, Su Musha almost had to take out the flag of hatred, but at the last moment, a bold idea came to Su Musha's mind.

What he took out to resist was not the hateful flag, but Chu Han!

Even if he has been tortured by Su Musha for so long, the embarrassment is only the appearance of Chu Han after all, with the means that Su Musha can use now, there is no one that can shake the origin of a primordial old monster, even if that woman can only lie on the cloud bed and let Su Musha do it.

This can be said to be the flesh of a complete infant old monster.

Even though this blow was a little unsmooth for Chu Han, it was nothing more than that.

It was Su Musha's mouthful of blood, but it was because the force of the shock was too great, Chu Han could bear it, but Su Musha couldn't bear it.

Instantly let Chu Han resist, and before the evil aura dissipated, he took Chu Han back into the storage bag.

Su Musha was dancing on the tip of a knife, deceiving all the onlookers.

The moment he fell into the river of blood, the Fadan in Su Musha's body who "hid from the sky and crossed the sea" flashed with mist, and Su Musha's figure also changed in an instant.

The middle-aged man with gray hair disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a mutilated corpse without the slightest life, floating down the river of blood into the distance.

On that day, the tiger returned to the mountains and forests, with infinite hatred for Lin Danqing and Bilan.