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There was a long line of migration, with children, women, the old, the weak, the sick and the disabled.

Everyone unconsciously quickened their pace, the prime of life to support the old and weak, the young to support the sick and disabled, the young to hold the children, all of them have lived in the ancient town for generations, each other has a bit of homeland friendship before, at this time the danger is approaching, even if some neighborhood grievances in the past, they are all abandoned, no one wants to see someone die in the hands of the demon clan, become rations and blood food.

Slow, too slow, fast, faster!

There has never been a moment when several disciples of the Heaven Locking Sword Sect were so anxious, and the migration and evacuation of tens of thousands of people was far from being as simple as imagined.

More than ten miles, for a group of demon soldiers and horses, it is fleeting.

There is no way to be faster, tens of thousands of people have begun to stampede one after another, not to mention that they can improve a few points if they go faster, and the team that was barely maintained by the eight of them will most likely collapse, and there will be big trampling and casualties.

Thundered!

After half of the incense, there was a roar from afar, which was the sound of the demon clan running, and there was a huge amount of smoke and dust.

Not good!

The seven disciples of the Heaven Locking Sword Sect changed color, they came too quickly, their eyes were like torches, penetrating the dust and smoke, and they saw dense monsters, all in order, wearing blood-colored armor, and demon soldiers in blue-gray armor, the small commander of the demon soldiers in light cyan armor, at a glance, I am afraid that there are not thousands, and there are a steady stream of demons behind them to follow, and the number of demon soldiers and horses is getting stronger and stronger.

Where the dragon head is, Wang Qingyuan also changed color, the demon qi is rolling and condensed, far from what was seen in the Mochizuki Mountain Range at the beginning, this is the real war division of the demon clan, learning the art of war of the human race, keeping order, talking about military regulations, and the blood is strong, falling into Wang Qingyuan's spiritual induction, it is like a huge fireball, rolling on the earth, and it will soon approach.

Even Wang Qingyuan could see that the front of the monster had a cruel, greedy, and bloodthirsty gaze in its pupils, which regarded the migrating townspeople as the prey of escape.

Three miles, two miles, one mile, two hundred zhang, one hundred zhang!

In the land of a hundred zhang, the bloody demonic aura was already close at hand, and in the land of the dragon's tail, the two disciples of the Heaven Locking Sword Sect glanced at each other and drew their swords with a bang.

The sword path blade broke out of the body, sharp and sharp, and the approaching gray-black demonic qi was suddenly cut and shattered, blocking ten zhang away.

Ninety zhang, seventy zhang, fifty zhang, twenty zhang!

Ten zhang!

"Town!"

The two Heaven Locking Sword Sect disciples shouted violently, their long swords moved, and dozens of hundreds of swords were slashed out in an instant, and the pitch-black Heaven Locking Sword Qi broke through the air, each one was nearly four inches long, and the air was pierced, leaving pale vacuum sword holes.

Poof!

Dozens of demon creatures bloomed and fell down with a bang, but compared to the demon masters who gradually increased to nearly 10,000, they were insignificant.

It's just a sword, striving to slay the demon, and the two disciples of the Heaven Locking Sword Sect have their own vitality consumed violently.

There were demon soldiers-level figures rushing in, and there were four demon soldiers at once, and the vitality of the demon clan was running, and the fist sword of the finger palm shattered the air.

"Lock the sky!

The two of them roared, their eyes bloomed with murder, and the true meaning of the inherited first-order swordsmanship "Locking the Sky Sword" rose up, oppressing the spirit, and the long sword like ink sprayed a thin and murderous aura, disintegrating the moves of the four demon soldiers and holding the blades.

Rumble!

A cloud of air exploded, a strong wind howled, and the two disciples of the Heaven Locking Sword Sect staggered back, while one of the four demon soldiers coughed up blood and flew sideways, and the other three also retreated, their faces pale, obviously suffering a secret loss.

Dozens of monsters made up, spears and swords, and battle swords, all of which beckoned towards the two disciples of the Heaven Locking Sword Sect.

The two of them were bloody, their long swords were in the air, and they killed dozens of monsters again, leaving more than ten scars on their bodies, large and small, and white bones could be seen in the depths, and cracks were faintly visible.

His own vitality was exhausted, and the dragon was in the body, and two more disciples of the Heaven Locking Sword Sect swung their swords to the dragon's tail, and the sword qi broke through the air, and they exchanged positions with the two of them to take over the battle.

Occasionally, demon soldiers-level characters make a move, but most of them are hundreds of monsters rushing up, no matter how powerful the "Lock Sky Sword" is, it also needs the support of its own vitality, not to mention such a first-order swordsmanship, it is a great luck for seven people to be able to get the true meaning inheritance, if you want to comprehend it deeply, go further, it is not so simple, every time you cut out a sword, it is a great consumption of vitality and spirit.

Tens of thousands of residents of the ancient town migrated and moved forward to the promised land.

And here in the promised land, there are hundreds of corpses of the demon clan, the earth is stained with blood, and the seven disciples of the Heaven Locking Sword Sect are also covered in bruises, but they will not retreat.

The land of the dragon's head.

Wang Qingyuan's spiritual power filled the void, and as soon as his eyes sharpened, a farmer beside him felt a lightness in his hand, and the thick iron spear of his self-made protective body changed hands, fell into the hands of the young alternate patrol envoy, and then threw it like lightning.

Rumble!

The spear burst through the air, like a bolt of black lightning, and the air was sliced, pulling out a vacuum spear mark that was long for a mile.

Boom!

In the land of the dragon's tail, the flesh and blood were blown apart and fell to the earth, and the two disciples of the Heaven Locking Sword Sect were shocked, and they saw a demon eagle with wings that could be four zhang wide fall to the ground, the demon body was broken, and a thick iron spear pierced through the chest, nailing it to the earth.

Hiss!

At this moment, the two disciples of the Heaven Locking Sword Sect gasped, where they still didn't understand, it was clear that there was a demon soldier manifestation body, lurking in the sky, and the two of them swooped down and attacked, if it weren't for this spear, the two of them would be difficult to guard against, and most of them would be hit hard, or even killed on the spot.

"You go first, and I'll cut it off. ”

"Qingyuan!"

As soon as the two Heaven Locking Sword Sect disciples turned their eyes, they showed a look of shock, and at some point, Wang Qingyuan had already come to his side.

"Could it be that the spear just ......?"

The two disciples of the Heaven Locking Sword Sect looked at Wang Qingyuan, a little incredulous, originally, they had always thought that although this Qingyuan of Xuantian Dao Ziwei Peak was born in a great sect of Daomen, he was too young, and he couldn't sense the aura of his own vitality on his body, and most of them had not yet built a foundation, so they were only alternate patrol envoys, but they didn't expect that as soon as he made a move, he was actually terrifying.

A demon soldier sneaked into the air and was shot by a spear a mile away, without the slightest power to resist, this kind of power, the two of them thought that it was far inferior.

"Qingyuan, you ......"

"There's no time, let's go!"

Wang Qingyuan scolded coldly, and with a flick of his sleeve, the chaotic qi and blood exploded, and a strong wind directly shook the two back.

"What a big breath, don't even think about leaving!"

Ten zhang away, the demon soldiers were like a tide, and the two demon soldiers-level people were burly, with their bodies like Changhong, holding two thick-backed big knives, the tip of the knife was two inches long, and the sword light was intertwined into a cross, cutting towards Wang Qingyuan, and even the two demon soldiers were swaying their own vitality, and the qi was locked, which also shrouded the two disciples of the Heaven Locking Sword Sect.

"Go back!"

Without looking at it, Wang Qingyuan also waved his sleeves, the chaotic light on the cuffs flashed, and the light of any knife was shattered. The two demon soldiers were like being struck by lightning, and their burly bodies were as if they had been hit by a sledgehammer, and their muscles and bones crackled, and they didn't know how many were broken in an instant. flew more than ten feet away, smashed seven or eight monsters, and was already dying when they landed.

What the!

At this moment, many demon clans showed a look of shock, this Terran boy who looked only sixteen or seventeen years old was so violent. At what age this is, the two demon soldiers who just shot are not weak, and they have successfully built the foundation for two or three years, and they have at least turned the Dao Foundation for the second time, even so, they have not even stopped one of their sleeves.

There was a small commander-level demon soldier's gaze, and just as the chaotic light flashed away, a sense of foreboding was born in his heart.

"Could it be...... Chaos Qi and Blood! This son penetrates the secret secrets of the human body!"

Hiss!

There are some monsters who are short-sighted, but many demon soldiers, and even small commander-level figures. I couldn't help but gasp, whether it is the human race Kyushu, or the demon race, the foundation building skills are all similar, and those who can participate in the cultivation to penetrate the secret of the flesh body, ordinary demon generals are difficult to come out, only when they reach the demon lord clan, it is possible to have a clan and other racial heroes to reach this level.

Even the accumulation of three hundred and sixty-five secret tricks that need to be consumed is too great, and it is difficult for ordinary demon generals to supply it. The demon lord clan also has to break their muscles and bones.

It is because if there are ten young demon clan masters who are involved in penetrating the secret knots of the flesh, three of them can be cultivated with all their might, penetrate all the three hundred and sixty-five secret knots, and build the foundation with a flawless flesh body. It's hard to get.

The ninth layer of Xuantian Dao "Xuantian Gong"!

The two disciples of the Heaven Locking Sword Sect glanced at each other, some sighed, and some were solemn, in their opinion, originally this Qingyuan who came down from Xuantian Dao Mountain could never make a move. With his cultivation skills, it is more than enough to protect his life wisely, and even to protect the relatives in the carriage to leave, but now he has to cut off the road alone, which requires not only determination, but also the courage to put life and death aside.

Cultivators are bloody and murderous, but those who can really abandon life and death, and even abandon life and death, before killing the red eye, can count a slap after a few disciples of the Heaven Locking Sword Sect have walked in Kyushu in the past two years.

"Survive!"

The two Heaven Locking Sword Sect disciples glanced at each other, and even the other five disciples who were protecting the dragon body shouted at the same time, and then retreated in unison.

"Go, go, go, go, all fast, quick, quick!"

"As long as you get to Yicheng, you can survive!"

"Hurry!"

The seven disciples of the Heaven Locking Sword Sect roared, combing the flow of people to prevent trampling, and many of the residents of the ancient town seemed to understand something, and many of them turned their eyes and fell on the dark blue slender back of the young man.

The young man was alone, and the demonic aura in front of him was like the sea.

They worked hard to engrave the figure of the teenager in the depths of their minds.

The land of the dragon's head, on the carriage.

The little girl was red-eyed, this time, she was not for her grandfather.

The back curtain of the carriage was lifted, and the eyes of the four elders seemed to pass through the long flow of people.

Wang's old man burst into tears, and her mother patted her hand and said, "This is the descendant of the Wang family!"

"The descendants of the Wang family, there is no bad seed!"

As soon as his father snorted, he reached out and pulled down the curtain, and turned around, his waist was straight, and even if the corners of his eyes twitched, not a single tear was shed.

Nearly 10,000 demon clans stopped, and Wang Qingyuan stood alone in front of him, his eyebrows were delicate, but he had begun to show a bit of fortitude and angularity.

And only after a few breaths.

"Kill!"

Nearly 10,000 demon masters were actually shocked by a human race boy and stopped for a few breaths, which can almost be called a shame for all demon clans.

Call!

But no demon clan dared to underestimate the young man in front of him, in an instant, there were enough eight demon soldiers-level figures to shoot, all holding blades, or knives, or swords, or guns, or axes, and the vitality of different demon clans was urged, some of the demon clan's vitality was as strong as a wind blade, some of the demon clan's vitality was as strong as a mountain, some of the demon clan's vitality was as blazing as fire, and some of the demon clan's vitality was as soft as water.

Different vitality, different demon clan supernatural skills, are all racial supernatural skills specially created and deduced for the clansmen by the demon race, which can wield a clan's talent to the fullest.