"Good rain, can my Wenxuan treat you badly, but can the sect have a place to feel sorry for you? You give me a reason to betray the patriarchal sect!"

Wen Xuan turned around, trembling slightly, his eyes flashing with anger, surprise, and confusion. And very disappointed.

Elder Chen's betrayal did not bring down Wen Xuan.

The betrayal of Feng Haoyu dealt a huge blow to Wen Xuan's heart and God!

While Feng Haoyu was still calm, Wen Xuan asked the Lord to teach Feng Haoyu's Ethereal Sword in advance.

In the inner gate, in addition to the three inheritance disciples, Feng Haoyu is the only basic monk who has learned these three mysteries!

"Betrayal"

Feng Haoyu sneered and said, "I'm not from the Void Peak, I'm here to worship this Void Mountain for these three mysteries. In other words, I never treated you as a teacher!"

"Badass!"

Wen Xuan said in a cold voice, "I'll shoot you today!"

"Old dog, if you can survive, let's talk. Feng Haoyu laughed.

Precipitous!

The two elders next to Wen Xuan shouted, "Be careful!"

Lao Yu and another patriarch shot at the same time, intercepting the two flying swords.

Wow!

At this time, standing next to the blood-robed youth, Jindan Zhenren Peng Yue suddenly stepped forward, looking cold, and the spirit nearby was surging wildly.

Just around Peng Yue, a strange dark wind condensed, whistling by, whimpering, and dust covered the sky.

When I saw this scene, the elders' expressions changed dramatically.

Another student of a patriarchal elder became ill and moved slowly. The flying sword was swept in by the black wind, and the sound of countless fine sand hitting on the sword sounded.

Jingle bells!

Cut!

Almost in the blink of an eye, the flying sword was broken, and the spirit was dimmed, falling from mid-air.

The sword flying above his head can't hold his breath in this black wind!

Seeing this scene, Su Qin was shocked.

The old man looked very ugly, and said slowly: "Jin Dan's eyesight, the black wind that has eroded the bones!"

"It turns out that this is Jindan's vision. ”

Su Qin was secretly surprised.

Although he had heard of Jindan's vision, he had seen him for the first time now.

Among the true Jindan people, there are very few people who can practice the ideals of Jindan.

With the vision of Jindan, you can crush almost all the real Jindan people who have no vision!

Whether it is a condensed state, a basic state, or a golden realm, the source of strength is aura, and spiritual strength, training, and battle are all using spirituality. The source of strength is aura, mental strength, training, battle, spirit, spirit.

Jindan's vision is the ultimate in spirituality!

Spiritually, vision is respected!

Therefore, in the environment of the Yuan Dynasty, those who have the vision of Jin Dan are the most powerful real people of Jin Dan.

"Die for Me"

Peng Yue's voice was cold, his sleeves waved, and the black wind condensed into a huge whirlpool, as if an ancient beast opened its mouth in an instant and swallowed the elders of this void mountain peak.

Wen Xuan wants to save each other, and he is already inferior.

Click!

The patriarch's body protector collapsed in an instant.

"Ahh

A creepy shout came out.

Under the black wind, the flesh and blood of the patriarchal elder began to crumble, and during this time, only a black skeleton remained, lifeless.

"Ahh

Another scream.

Jin Dan, a real person, was on the side of the Blood Opium Palace when he was suddenly hit by a heavy rain, and there were countless blood stains everywhere.

The man was full of holes, his eyes were dim, he fell from mid-air, and he couldn't survive.

Tick tock!

Until this time, all the people heard the sound of raindrops falling.

The denser the density, the clearer and more urgent!

Where did you get the rain?

The crowd looked at it with their voices.

I saw that around Wenxuan, it suddenly began to rain heavily, pouring down.

The rain is as thin as a sword, scattered on sharp edges!

Jin Dan's gaze, the ethereal sword rain!

In Wen Xuan's Jindan vision, the Jindan Zhenren of the Blood Opium Palace also had no ability to fight back, and fell on the spot!

Seeing that the other party had ten Jindan real people, and even Chen Lao had rebelled, Wen Xuan was always able to stay calm because he was Jindan complete and practiced Jindan's vision.

Even if there were ten real Jindan people on the other side, Wen Xuan also had this kind of confidence, and all of them would be killed here in the future!

This is the power of Jindan's vision!

Now, Peng Yue also had an opinion on Jin Dan, and Wen Xuan realized that the situation was not right.

Exactly, this is very serious, life and death!

Yu Fei was a spiritual demon of Jin Dan, he looked calm, protected the young man with a blood robe, and then landed on the ground.

The young man in the blood robe smiled coldly and waved his hand, "Peng Yue, go to war, you will kill two real people in the air as soon as possible, and the other Foundation monks will also give it to us." ”

"Yes, sir!"

Peng Yue, who was in mid-air, nodded in agreement.

On the ground, hundreds of warrior monks were killed in the Blood Opium Palace, circumambulating the young man in the blood robe and killing many disciples in the direction of the Unveiling Peak!

"Don't love to fight, break through as soon as possible and notify the sect!"

Seeing this scene, Wen Xuan drank a lot of wine and gave an order.

At this time, he was separated from his elders, lacking skills, and he was safe and could not support himself at all.

The so-called cutting battlefield of the blood-robed young man actually let Peng Yue and other Jindan real people involve Wen Xuan and the others, and the two of them will be killed!

Fight with the base monks on the ground.

In this way, whether it is the Jindan battlefield or the battlefield of the basic border line, the Blood Opium Palace is completely under the control of the situation.

"Breakthrough?"

The young man in the bloody robe laughed to heaven and said, "Don't be whimsical, I won't let you leave here today, no one can leave!"

Bang! Bang!

At this moment, Peng Yue's bone erosion black wind and Wen Xuan's ethereal sword rain collided with each other, and a loud bang erupted.

Two distinct anomalous forces compete with each other in mid-air, and the momentum is staggering.

There is no significant difference in the strength of the Jindan vision of the two, and it is difficult to distinguish between the two in a short period of time.

In addition to Peng Yue, there are nine real people in the Blood Opium Palace.

And by Wen Xuan's side, only the old man was left.

"Kill!"

Master Chen drank a big glass, and the first step was to drink a glass mercilessly.

The elders gritted their teeth and tried to resist them, but in a few moments they fell into the tailwind, lying down over and over again, repeating in agony, threatening to die at any moment.

Seeing this scene, Wen Xuan Long roared, ran madly Jindan, and the spiritual power of the immortal vision poured in!

Squeak!

Wen Xuan's sleeve robe waved, rolling up an endless rain of swords, and Elder Chen and the others were all enveloped by it.

"Dead!"

Peng Leng snorted, and the black wind howled, almost forming the sky after a tornado, sucking all the sword rain in.

Plop! Plop! Plop!

The forces of these two illusions collide again, entangled, and the stronger they become.

Wen Xuan's face was pale and staggering.

At this moment, it is equivalent to its own people, against ten real Jindan people!

Moreover, among these ten real people, there is one person who has the vision of Jindan!

He didn't last long.