Hearing Mu Wanfeng kick the problem to Xiaomi again, Ao Li's eyes also looked at it, and he snorted: "Small, Xiaomi, that Xuanhuo ......"

Xiaomi's eyes widened, and after a few chirping sounds, Ao Li's head drooped, and his expression was full of disappointment.

Although it claims to be a divine beast, it is also an ordinary spiritual creature, and in front of Xiaomi, it can't afford to put a divine beast on the shelf at all.

Even if Ao Li's strength is stronger than Xiaomi, he can't afford to rise to the slightest evil thought.

Not to mention the nobility of Xiaomi's bloodline, it is thousands of times stronger than it, not to mention the forces behind it, which are unimaginably strong.

Even if it forcibly seized the Xuanhuo and survived, no matter how big the world is in the future, there will be no place for it......

The longer you live, the more you know the horrors of this world, and there are some races that they can't provoke like these pseudo-divine beasts.

Mu Wanfeng pursed her lips and said, "Xiaomi, since it is willing to eat saliva, you can spit out two more mouthfuls to him, anyway, it's not mouth-to-mouth......"

Xiaomi glared at Mu Wanfeng angrily, just now he described Xuanhuo as saliva, and he choked it disgustingly, and now he is actually fanning the flames on the side.

Mu Wanfeng saw that Xiaomi looked like she was going to blow up, and when she saw it, she accepted it, and said: "Yes, what do you love, how do you ......?"

Xiaomi twisted her little head, thought about it, and suddenly her eyes lit up, and she said something to Ao Li.

After Ao Li listened, he looked at Mu Wanfeng with a look of hope.

Mu Wanfeng was startled by its eager eyes, and suddenly felt that she was not wearing clothes, and it was really a little cool. Hurriedly took two steps back, waved his hand and said, "Don't look at me, my saliva is useless to you!"

Ao Li said weakly: "Lord Xiaomi said, let you take out the small stone that you got in the peacock hole......"

"Little stones?"

Mu Wanfeng was stunned for a moment, and then thought that at that time, in the peacock cave, Xiaomi did take out a light red transparent spar, but he never knew what the warm spar did.

Ao Li's body became weaker and weaker, and it seemed that a gust of wind could blow it away. Seeing Mu Wanfeng in the storage ring, she rummaged for a while, but didn't come up with anything, and she was about to cry.

Finally, Mu Wanfeng took out a red spar the size of a fingernail and spread it in the palm of his hand, exuding a trace of scorching temperature......

"Red Water Essence Crystal!" Ao Li was ecstatic, and his four hooves immediately straightened, and he was about to pounce forward.

Mu Wanfeng's palms were closed, and he hid behind him as fast as lightning, and said, "Eh...... I forgot to ask, where did you get my senior sister?"

"In the abandoned Xuantian Sect. Ao Li replied succinctly and quickly.

"Then how are we going to get in?" Mu Wanfeng asked again.

Ao Li's mouth opened, and under a wave of spiritual power fluctuations, a circle of light appeared on the ground, and said: "Step into this circle of aperture, you can enter......"

Mu Wanfeng nodded, and just wanted to give it the red water essence crystal, Xiaomi seemed to think of something, and chirped a few more times.

Ao Li's forward body staggered again, and he was very helpless in his heart.

However, the beast was under the eaves and had to bow his head, and he still said to Mu Wanfeng: "Lord Xiaomi asked you, do you remember the Qianshan Jue, that is the method of treating your meridians!"

As soon as the words fell, in Mu Wanfeng's stunned effort, Ao Li couldn't wait, turned into a wisp of white smoke, and rushed into the red water essence crystal in the blink of an eye......

Although the red water essence crystal can keep Ao Li's soul alive, it also has to enter it to have an effect. It was really worried that if this person and a bird grinded for a while, it would really disappear.

"Qianshan Jue, what Qianshan Jue? Tell me clearly, hey!"

By the time Mu Wanfeng reacted, Ao Li had already disappeared in place, shouting at the red water essence crystal in his hand for a long time, but there was no response.

He was so angry that he immediately wanted to throw the broken stone out, but he gritted his teeth, and finally held back and put it back away......

"Senior brother, get out of here quickly!" Mo Yushu's face changed, and he shouted at Mu Wanfeng.

Hearing Mo Yushu's reminder, Mu Wanfeng also sensed that something was wrong, and the nameless wind around her rose, and it was tight for a while, and her face hurt.

This demonic wind is very weird, and Ao Li has already hidden in the red water essence crystal, so I can't guarantee that the aperture will dissipate immediately.

Mu Wanfeng didn't have time to think about it, pulled up the ink jade book and the snow without a trace, and stepped into the aperture.

The aperture shone brightly, and the three of Mu Wanfeng, plus a bird and a dog, disappeared into this world.

Just after they left, the wind was strong, like a steel knife, cutting stones and wood, invincible, and in an instant there was a mess around them......

The cult killing group led by Ouyang Yan left this place as early as after the three talent formations were united, leaving more than ten elders of the cult to deal with the righteous people.

This time, the three factions of the righteous path can be said to have suffered heavy losses, and it was difficult to avoid the killing machine in the original illusion, and most of them were lost.

In addition, the cult didn't know what method it used, but in the illusion, it was not affected at all, and Leng Buding jumped out of a person and beheaded the disciple in the righteous path under the sword.

Even Wan Beichen and the three of them were frightened step by step, dodging everywhere. Several times he escaped the pursuit of the illusion, but he was hit hard by the sneak attack of the cult elders.

On the other hand, when Wen Hua broke into the big array, although he was anxious, he was also blind.

The phantom array under the integration of the three formations is more confusing than the two times he broke into the formation, Rao is his cultivation of the Purple Mansion Ninefold, and when he enters the phantom array, he still can't distinguish between the southeast and the northwest.

Fortunately, people who have reached his level have a strong sense of perception, so he made a decision, closed his eyes, and saved some of the disciples of the Jindan period with his own sense of external qi.

Wen Hua, who was furious, while saving his disciples, tore several cult elders in half with his bare hands......

The elders of the cult are not fools, after losing a few people, they quickly withdrew from the formation, the purpose of this trip has been achieved, there is no need to fight hard with the righteous path.

Wen Hua took the part of the disciples who had escaped death, and when he just found Tang Yuping and the three of them, the phantom array happened to disappear little by little, returning to its original appearance.

However, the scene that several people focused on made them speechless for a long time.

Corpses are everywhere, and blood stains the sky!

Bright red blood soaked the land that had not dried up after the rain......

After some searching and inventory, they sadly found that there were only more than 30 of the hundreds of disciples brought in before and after only half a pillar of incense, and most of them were disabled.

The afterglow of the setting sun shone on everyone who survived, but there was no joy of escaping death.

Because the cold ground in front of them is full of the same brothers and sisters who ate and laughed with them before.

"Ahh......h

I don't know who it was, but the first one cried out, his voice was desolate and hoarse, and he was grief-stricken, as if his throat was stuck, and he forced it out of his body.

With the first, there is naturally a second, a third......

After a while, this sad emotion spread to everyone present, and all of them burst into tears......

Good and evil have been fighting for thousands of years, and death and injury are common, but in the past, they would never behave like this.

But this is the first time in a thousand years that so many people have died without seeing such a face. In addition to sadness, it also makes them feel aggrieved, the kind of grievance that is powerful but has nowhere to vent!

Only by crying can the emotions in my heart be diluted......

Wan Beichen didn't scold or stop them, because they all felt sorry, and those dead disciples didn't have the face to blame the living.

"That's enough! Who are you crying for!" Wen Hua snorted.

Because of his extreme anger, his blood-stained face kept shaking, and he looked extremely terrified.

The disciples of the Hundred Flowers Valley are okay, but the disciples of the Yuntian Palace will not buy Wen Hua's account, they are holding back an evil fire and have nowhere to vent.

It doesn't matter what you drink, the disciples of Yuntian Palace suddenly looked at Wen Hua with red eyes, and some even clenched the spirit sword in their hands.

Wen Hua's overstepping of the line, this is the second time.

Originally, Wan Beichen had a lot of complaints about Mu Wanfeng's affairs, and now he was arrogant to other disciples, and his anger suddenly went straight to his head.

"Hmph, Elder Wen, you are an old-timer, and a fraction of your age is older than these juniors. Pointing them out, I naturally have no opinion, but it was my lack of teaching that led to the death of so many disciples. Since Elder Wen is a good teacher, I will leave them behind, when will you be satisfied with the training, when will you put them back, and my master will also have peace of mind, so good?"

"Wan Beichen!" Wen Hua shouted.

He has lived for such a long time, how could he not hear the meaning of Wan Beichen's words?

Wan Beichen didn't care at all, and sneered: "Oh? Elder Wen seems to want to keep me behind and reprimand me?"

"You ......" Wen Hua pointed at Wan Beichen, trembling with anger.

What kind of apprentice is there, what kind of master is there, Mu Wanfeng is the same as Wan Beichen, they are all hard bones and stinky tempers.

As long as you provoke them, no matter who you are, they will pounce on them and bite them like mad dogs......

"Master!" Tang Yu shouted angrily.

Tang Yuping was very helpless in his heart, the people of Yuntian Palace had come to help, and many people had died, not to mention, and they were embarrassed by the host, who they were, they would not have a good face.

Xuanjing walked a few steps forward, and also persuaded: "Beichen......!

Wan Beichen snorted coldly, turned his head, and found Chongxiao.

Before Chongxiao fell into the phantom array, he had already been stabbed by Xiang Xuelan. At this time, he was lying on the ground dying, if it weren't for a few Kaiyang Peak disciples who desperately protected him, I was afraid that he would have become a corpse like everyone else now.

"How are you?" Wan Beichen squatted down to check his injuries.

Chongxiao said anxiously: "Master, I'm fine, the evening breeze is gone!"

For this junior brother, he sees it more important than anyone else, even if he dies, he doesn't want to see Mu Wanfeng have an accident.

So after several disciples counted the bodies and the number of survivors, Chongxiao asked about Mu Wanfeng's situation, but they all said that they had not found it.

This made Chongxiao's heart burn as uncomfortable, and he wanted to find it in person, but he didn't even have the strength to do it.

Wan Beichen's face suddenly sank, and he got up and was about to walk into the formation.

At this moment, another female disciple of Yaoguang Peak shouted to Xuanjing, "Master, we didn't find Senior Sister ......"