The purple-shirted real person in the photographic world never imagined that when he returned to the sect with a group of junior brothers and sisters, he was intercepted by two strange monks, and within a few breaths of the two appeared, all the junior brothers and sisters were killed in place.

It wasn't until one of the two that the tall and fat monk spoke: "Brother Qin, slow down, stay alive!"

As soon as Qin Baisui turned his head, the black mangs of the warmth knife had just been collected, and the purple-shirted real person had been separated by his waist, and the golden pill in his dantian flashed, and he disappeared in heaven and earth, only his soul escaped, ran into the white mist, and disappeared.

"Forget it, that's a living mouth. Qin Baisui shrugged his shoulders, and with a twist of his wrist, he put the warmth knife into the sea of knowledge.

Su Zhan knew that Qin Baisui had excellent combat effectiveness, but he didn't expect that after twenty years, Qin Baisui's sword skills had improved so quickly, and he originally thought that the two of them would retreat after killing a few people at most, but when Qin Baisui was just slashing and slashing quickly, he effortlessly wiped out this small team, except for the soul of the late-stage monk who escaped.

The soul is related to the strength of the spiritual sense, and most of the people who can transform from the body are monks with strong spiritual sense.

"Brother Qin, that person's soul, can you rush back to the camp in the photo world?"

The soul is out of the body, if there is no soul treasure to protect it, at most one tea will survive in the world, and it will be recalled by the ghost world.

Maybe you won't even be able to hold on to a cup of tea.

"Who knows, let's go, let's go back first. ”

Qin Baisui and Su Zhan put away the storage bags of the monks on the ground, and then rushed to Guan Fengying's three-person position, during which they easily solved a small team.

When the two of them returned to Guan Fengying and the three of them, Qin Baisui looked at the array flags that were almost integrated with the grassland, and asked, "Senior Sister Guan, is the progress going smoothly?"

"Don't talk to me. ”

Qin Baisui pursed his lips, divided the storage bag she and Su Zhan had obtained outside with them, and then sat down next to Murong Yu and Su Zhan, and said softly: "Brother Murong, how is the situation in the camp?"

"Since you left, there has been no team coming out, during which two Yuan Infant Breaths suddenly swept around, but there is a formation, and they can't find us. ”

I think it's not that soul that reports the news, or that soul has a primordial lamp.

Qin Baisui didn't dare to use his spiritual sense to explore the camp of the Shadow Realm in front of him, in case it was a monk from the late Yuan Infant stage, he would find them by touching the vine, after all, the small hidden array was not invincible, and who said that there were only two Yuan Infant monks inside.

"Third Brother Su, you take advantage of these two or three days, and find some Taoist friends to trap and kill them together, you can't pin all your hopes on the formation, if the other party's monk is good at the formation, breaking the formation sends a signal, and it is only a blink of an eye for the god-transforming monk to come. ”

"I'm going to find someone, what about you?"

"I'll stay around here, and since none of them have left, I'll go and attack their patrol, lure them to chase me, and buy time and place for Senior Sister Guan and Brother Xiaobao. ”

"No, what if a Primal Infant Monk catches you?"

Qin Baisui patted Su Zhan's shoulder and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Third Brother Su, I will harass them with the Star Cutting Bow, and if I hit me, I will change places, how can they send a big tiger for me, a little loach." ”

"You, you have a lot of ideas. Su Zhan stood up, since he was looking for someone, he didn't rest, "Then I'll go find someone and see you in two days." ”

Qin Baisui thought about it, stuffed a box for Su Zhan, and said, "Inside is the Wind Talisman, you take it for self-defense." It's good to find almost enough twenty Taoist friends who are willing to come, and don't force the rest. ”

Su Zhan nodded and put away the box, taking advantage of the night and thick fog, his figure quickly disappeared from the field of vision of Qin Baisui and the others.

Qin Baisui twisted his neck and said to Murong Yu: "Then next, you will continue to protect them, and I will move my muscles and bones." ”

Before Qin Su and the others could rest for a stick of incense, they left separately.

In the sky of the photo world, there is no sunlight during the day, no moonlight at night, only the white fog that is so thick that it can't be dissolved, which makes people wonder what the scenery is ahead, whether there are fierce beasts lurking, or there are fairy grasses.

Around the camp of the Lingering Photography Realm, the monk team responsible for patrolling the building, a group of twenty people with expressionless faces, the patrol work is always boring, except for their footsteps, there is not even the sound of demon beasts around, because of the battle to seize the border, many demon beasts have left this place of right and wrong.

There were a few meters between the people of the patrol team, and I don't know who suddenly snorted, and before everyone could react, another muffled snort sounded, accompanied by the sound of whirring robes.

"Zhou Hu, what's wrong with you!" In the crowd, someone heard who the muffled person was, and the monks' spiritual sense expanded outward, probing more information.

"Captain, Zhou Hu is dead!"

Hearing this, everyone leaned over, and sure enough, they saw that the male cultivator who was called Zhou Hu was open-eyed, his face was still ruddy, but he was already out of breath, and there was a thumb-sized blood hole in the dantian of his abdomen, and he didn't know what he was killing.

In addition to Zhou Hu, there was also a knotted male who cultivated his body to death, and he had a terrible wound on his neck, and blood was left on the ground, and when they looked at it, his wound was still gushing with blood.

"The monks of the Yushui Realm are really some rats! How many geniuses have they sneaked up on our photographic realm this day, but I didn't expect it to have come to our camp!"

On this day, news came from other camps in the Photography Realm, and they learned that a group of Yushui Realm monks were hunting and killing the Photography Realm monks outside.

They also wanted to engage in this hunting and invasion, but they didn't expect the Yushui Realm monks to act faster than them and do what they wanted to do first.

Qin Bai, the perpetrator they called the "rat generation", was staring at them coldly from a tree a few meters away.

Qin Hundred-year-old Mixed Yuan Gong was already hidden, as long as she didn't use spiritual power and spiritual sense, and hid under the nose of the Yuanying Cultivator, she would not be discovered.

That's why she dared to look at the monks in the team so unscrupulously.

Don't you really want them to find out?

The corners of Qin Baisui's mouth hooked, and she casually pulled out the star cutting bow, and a round stone was shot out by her.

The leader of the patrol squad in front suddenly turned his head, raised his hand and grabbed the stone that was shooting, and shouted angrily: "Rats!

The white mist surged, and a giant palm with condensed spiritual power struck, and the big tree a few meters away from everyone slammed into sawdust, but he couldn't see the corpse of the rat in his mouth.

Qin Baisui had already changed his position when he shot out the stones.

This game has just begun.

......

In the Black Stone Palace at the highest point of the Heavenly Shadow Mountain Range in the Shadow Realm, Zishui Immortal Jun showed her anger for the first time, she stared at the broken arm of Chiyan Immortal Monarch, and said in a deep voice: "What a sinister Yushui Realm monk, when did the sword cultivator actually start to poison!"

Yuanhong Xianjun, who is good at medicine, sat beside Chiyan Xianjun, scraping the rotten flesh on Chiyan Xianjun's broken arm with a special ice knife with one hand, and holding a jade bottle in the other hand, he sprinkled the medicinal powder on Chiyan Xianjun's broken arm, and the black blood and rotten flesh were gradually scraped off under the eyes of the three of them.

Without the treatment of Yuanhong Immortal Jun's special medicinal powder, Chiyan Immortal Jun's severed arm would not be able to be reborn, and even the toxins would invade the whole body until it was completely rotten.

"This poison can actually hurt the body of the god cultivator, it seems that behind the Yushui Realm, there is the help of high-level monks!"

"In a short period of time, from the two-star spirit realm to the current invasion of the four-star spirit realm, it can be simple, we have underestimated it before!" Especially the three god-transforming cultivators in the Yushui Realm were not affected by the suppression of the formation of the Shadow Realm, which had already greatly exceeded their expectations.

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