A moment later, in the underground.

In a place where demonic energy gathered, two figures came out of thin air.

After a loud sound, the coercion on Sima Yuan's body was like substance, squeezing the surrounding soil in all directions.

He Jun directly swung his sword up and down, slashing one after another, and directly slammed out a Zhangxu Cave Mansion.

Suddenly, the two of them raised their heads and looked at a pitch-black stone in front of them, which seemed to be covered with demonic patterns, absorbing the spiritual energy of the four directions to transform into essence demonic energy.

He Jun sneered, "It seems that this should be the back hand left by those demon cubs." ”

After that, he raised three feet of sword light and swept away, and the black stone was like a spiritual wisdom, and after the black light flickered, it broke through the ground with a bang.

Sima Yuan looked strange and followed closely.

He Jun's eyes sank, and he walked side by side with Sima Yuan.

In the middle of the earth, rocks shot from the front from time to time, and the two of them were easily killed.

Half an hour, under the surprise of Sima Yuan and the others, the black stone seemed to go in a certain direction as if it had a spirit.

He Jun suddenly secretly said, "Brother Sima, I am afraid that you and I have fallen into the plan to divert the tiger from the mountain, and we must not continue to move forward." ”

Sima Yuan raised his eyes, "I'm afraid it's too late to go back at this time, you and I can only go back after we continue to move forward and kill that person." ”

The two of them paused, as if they didn't want to continue.

Heishi also stopped immediately, as if teasing, but in fact seducing and threatening.

Sima Yuan secretly said, "He Daoyou, you and I must call for a way to pursue." ”

He Jun's heart moved, and after hearing Sima Yuan's transmission, he immediately nodded.

Immediately, the two of them set off again, but they saw that Sima Yuan seemed to have a burst of brilliance on his body, chasing after the black stone in front of him.

It skyrocketed in speed and sped forward.

There seemed to be a thing that looked like a dragon and not an insect on its side, and after a while, it followed He Jun forward, but his eyes were a little dull.

After a little while, after walking for half a mile, He Jun suddenly heard a secret sound coming, and his eyes suddenly brightened.

Suddenly, ten sword rays seemed to fall from the sky and trapped the black stone.

He suddenly pointed at it and said coldly, "Broken!"

There was a thud, and after a terrible scream, the black stone shattered.

At the same time, there was a muffled grunt from above, as if it meant pain.

He Jun's body rose vertically, and after a few breaths, he suddenly broke through the soil layer.

At this moment, there was a loud crash in the air.

He looked up and saw that there were three qi machines surrounding Sima Yuan, attacking and killing continuously.

One of them was in a high-crowned black robe, and his red aura was whistling, like a person in the demon gate.

In addition, the figure of the person is rickety, ghostly, and chilling.

It was the Holy Spirit Sect Uncle and the Demon Emperor Hall Zhong Xi!

The other person was a woman with a hideous and evil face, looking at her crazy attack and killing aura, as if she wanted to break Sima Yuan's corpse into ten thousand pieces to relieve the hatred in her heart.

But I heard a hoarse and miserable scream, "Sima Xiao'er, you go to die!!"

Sima Yuan laughed loudly, "Not long after the Tang Palace Master left, Xu Daoyou was going to follow, it was really affectionate!"

His figure jumped, "Come, Sima will give you a ride!"

The old man's uncle snorted coldly, and the Living Spirit Pagoda fell suddenly, intending to stop Sima Yuan from committing murder.

And when Sima Yuan made his move, Zhong Xi had already sneaked to his side, wanting to carry out a sneak attack.

He Jun's face changed slightly, and when he was about to go to help, a siren sounded in his heart.

His body suddenly retreated, and the sword light in his hand instantly enveloped him.

It seems that even so, it is still difficult to stop the sudden surge of energy.

He burst into a mouth, "Illusion Magic, I don't know which Taoist friend of Illusion Dream Xuan taught me?"

A gurgling sound sounded, "Qingsi has seen He Daoyou, I wonder if you, a master of the Sword Gate, still remember the concubine?"

He Jun's figure was high, and he spat out several mouthfuls of blood with a pop.

His eyes were extremely clear, and he laughed loudly, "I have heard that the essence of Fairy Liu's illusion is deeply inherited by the predecessors of the peach god, but it is an eye-opener for He. ”

Before the words arrived, several virtual and real qi machines swept again, "Qingsi is ashamed, He Daoyou is careful." ”

He Jun snorted and confirmed a few ways

After the qi machine was extinguished, there was a sudden sense of mang's back behind him.

As soon as he swung his sword and fell, he spat out a mouthful of blood again, and was caught off guard by another sneak attack.

He raised his head suddenly, only to see a cold figure in front of him quickly disappearing, as if this person was truly Liu Qingsi.

He snorted coldly, "It turned out to be two Illusion Dream Xuan Dao friends, and He was honored." ”

He finally reacted, and it was actually the two Great Illusion Dream Xuan Jin Dan existences who joined forces to set up a psychedelic formation.

The laughter rose again, "Come, Qingsi, you and I will help He Dajian Immortal." ”

Suddenly, the wind and clouds changed again, like a thunderstorm pouring down, and there were hundreds of more attacking and killing qi in all directions.

He Jun suddenly fell into an embattled situation.

On the other side, Sima Yuan is also experiencing a life and death crisis.

But when he killed his uncle and narrowly avoided Zhong Xi's sneak attack and Xu Lingwei's revenge, two figures appeared again above his head.

It is also the upper realm of Jindan!

One of them was in a golden robe and boots, handsome and vigorous, and people couldn't help but secretly praise the 'dragon among men'.

The person who came was none other than the ancient witch clan Lingye!

And the middle-aged man on his side is the Qian Hui of the Evil God Temple.

Three states and five factions, join forces to hunt Sima Yuan and the two!

After Sima Yuan knocked back Zhong Xi with a punch, he fell in front of Qian Hui in one step, and when he raised his hand, he shot a burst of sword qi.

Qian Hui snorted, and a green lantern appeared in his hand.

The lamp is no more than a foot high, bronze-colored, as if there are spots of rust scattered unevenly, and a few Sanskrit stripes are mostly covered, as if most of them have been eroded by the power of time.

Even so, the power emitted by the faint light that was about to go out made Sima Yuan feel terrified.

It suddenly retracted its fist as if it were hot, and its figure was about to retreat.

Qian Hui did not retreat but advanced, approaching Sima Yuan's door, and the swaying firelight on the wick was clearly visible.

Sima Yuan's heart palpitations and cold ground rose several feet high, and he was afraid again and again, and cold sweat was pouring down.

At this time, a sound of breaking the air behind him hit, and the Holy Spirit Pagoda above his head landed again.

It's like an ambush on all sides, and there is no life in ten deaths.

At the last moment, Sima Yuan took out a treasure jade without thinking.

This thing is 'Yan Ruyu', and on the occasion of his departure from the sect that day, the great real person gave it to him along with the cloth bag.

saw the aura in his hand, and shook his hand tightly.

Suddenly, a mysterious imprisoning power erupted, and the power of the surrounding attacks immediately slowed down for a moment.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Sima Yuan took out the cloth bag 'Golden House' again, and as soon as the mouth of the bag was loosened, a huge tearing force suddenly erupted.

The figure behind him snorted and retreated frantically.

The wick swaying in front of me is already in view, and it is about to fall into the body.

Sima Yuan gently exhaled a breath of turbid air, and the little beast was suspended in the air in front of him.

Condescending, overlooking Qian Hui.

In an instant, a roar burst into deafening.

The monstrous anger contained in the roar seemed to turn into an endless blade of sword intent, whistling towards the wick.

Qian Hui's face changed suddenly, he hissed and retreated, and quickly escaped.

A long red sword suddenly came out in front of Sima Yuan, the tip of the sword pointing upward, full of evil energy.

He raised his head slightly and said lightly, "Broken Tower!"

With a bang, a sword roar rang out.

The Soul Tower in the sky above shattered, and Uncle Tai snorted and flew upside down, coughing up blood.

Sima Yuan's eyes drooped, and fell on Qian Hui, who was in a panic, his eyes were cold, and he pointed at him from afar.

A whisper rang out, "Ask God, beheaded!"

Qian Hui roared wildly when he heard this, "Sima Yuan, you dare to kill me!!"

Before the words fell, the god swished and crossed the sky.

A light sound sounded, and Qian Hui's body stiffened in the flight, and a trace of blood appeared on his neck, and at the same time, his eyes gradually dimmed, as if there was a trace of resentment and unwillingness.

In Russia, Qian Hui's corpse was divided into two parts.

At this moment, Sima Yuan's face suddenly changed, and he secretly said in his heart!

In an instant, a bone cracking sound sounded behind him, and then the death crisis was belated.

But it was too late.

Suddenly, I was hit hard by this, Division

Ma Yuan's body was like a kite with a broken string, falling downward.

The strong figure behind him, which had no breath fluctuations, followed him like a shadow, and raised his fist again and smashed it down.

With a click, Sima Yuan seemed to hear the sound of a broken spine behind him.

At this moment, his vision was blurred, and his mind was a little confused.

The extreme pain came, and it woke him up instantly, and he gasped.

Huo Ran looked back, and the indifferent and fierce figure was all within reach, and even the black dirt in his face was clearly visible.

It was none other than the inconspicuous Lingye of the ancient witch clan.

Sima Yuan's figure fell, his pupils shrank, and the other party's smile bloomed, showing his hideous nature.

Without thinking about it, he threw a punch with all his might, slammed it, and hit each other with fists.

Sima Yuan's wrist exploded on the spot, and his muscles and bones were misaligned.

He snorted and roared, "Stop him!"

A crimson sword suddenly appeared, and a gluttonous little beast roared in the sky, with a magnificent momentum.

But I saw Lingye gently grabbing down, and the light in his hand flickered and rattled.

The light turned into a cage, and the breath took time to cover the sword of the question.

The body of the Divine Sword slammed left and right in the spiritual light cover, almost stabbing it out of the steamed bun cages, but it still never broke.

Sima Yuan's heart sank, and his mind turned rapidly, thinking of a way to break the situation.

The other party is an ancient witch clan, with a strong physique, and he really shouldn't fight against his brute strength;

In this way, there is only one flaw.

He snapped the storage ring with one hand, and a ghostly tome appeared in front of him.

Taking advantage of the other party's seal to ask the divine sword, Sima Yuan solemnly spit out several formulas, and endured severe pain and spit out several mouthfuls of blood.

Flipping through the blank pages on the ghost record, he slammed it towards his own sea cave.

With a muffled snort, a trace of soul consciousness was cut off and wrapped around the page.

At this time, the sturdy figure seemed to sense the coming crisis, and the breakthrough of the Divine Sword became more and more violent.

It wasn't until he breathed that he let out a loud cry and slapped his palm down.

With a snap, the sword was slapped off the spot, and the breath of a wailing fell sharply.

The man's face was gloomy and he quickly rushed straight towards Sima Yuan, and without hesitation, he punched Sima Yuan.

The boom came quickly, and the life-and-death crisis came again.

But seeing Sima Yuan waving with one hand and suddenly stopped, the ghost light in his hand was suddenly terrifying, and under the great change of Ling Ye's face, a ray of soul light quickly came out and rushed into his head.

At this moment, a figure that quietly appeared on Sima Yuan's side was covered by the soul light in an unwilling roar, and he suddenly froze.

It is to go and return to the earth.

A scarlet sword slashed suddenly, and when it could cut off its waist, a desperate shout rang out.

Sima Yuan turned his head to look, only to see that his eyes were ruthless, and he slapped at the top of his head.

The wisps of soul light were shocked out of his head, and when he was about to cut off his waist, he twisted back at an incredible angle, and immediately avoided the killing of the sword of Qianshen.

However, Sima Yuan only glanced at it, and his focus was still on the ancient witch clan's spirit witch.

But he said that at this time, he drank loudly in his mouth, hugged his head and roared.

And that soul light had already enveloped its upper body, and at this time, a living spirit tower quietly appeared, and when he breathed, he shrouded it, intending to rescue it.

Sima Yuan's eyes sank, and after a slight hesitation in his eyes, he knew that his plan to turn him into a puppet was in vain.

He made a decision immediately, and after a ruthless flash in his eyes, he pointed towards Ling Ye from afar.

Under the angry glaring of the uncle in the distance, he shouted loudly, "Burst !!"

Suddenly, the soul light above Ling Ye's head was violently turbulent, and he closed his eyes tightly and opened them, his eyes were bloodshot, as if he was crazy.

The breath of the whole body is disordered, and the body trembles.

Hearing this order, his face immediately changed greatly, his eyes showed madness and fear, and he let out an unwilling roar, "No!!"

However, its roar did not help.

The soul light of its head finally gained the upper hand, completely crushing its resistance.

Sima Yuan's voice fell, and the soul light exploded like an edict.