The phantom of the soul elf greeted the faint halo, flickering like a bolt of lightning, slashing down towards Qi Mu Chongzhi, and with a "bang" palm force, there was a painful wail.

Qi Mu Chong's palm power was pierced by the soul spirit who was suffering from the loss of soul power, smashing half of his face, his eyeballs exploded in his chest, and the underworld stone was thrown out of his hand.

The phantom of the soul spirit gradually dimmed, the time exchanged for the soul life was too precious, she did not hesitate, turned around and shot towards the demon king, there was no other choice, she had to kill the enemy before the soul was gone.

Although the soul elves were weakened by the Underworld Stone, they still had an advantage over the demon king, and a desperate fight against time began.

The strength of the demon king is weaker than that of the soul elves, but he also has his own characteristics, that is, he has a strong defensive ability to resist attacks, like a tumbler, repeatedly hit by the soul elves.

Qi Muchong covered half of his face, trembling and crawling up, half of his face was already bloody and fleshy, and a large piece of his entire head was missing, but fortunately, the brain did not burst out, and the part of the brain that was exposed at the skull trembled rhythmically.

The Underworld Stone in the distance, the continuous ghostly light flashed, Qi Mu Chong wanted to pick up the Underworld Stone again, but his injuries were too serious, although he was not killed, his life was hanging by a thread.

The arrogant Qi Mu Chong never thought that the soul elf who had no body would choose to fight to the death, which made Qi Mu Chong, who claimed to be a strategist, unexpected it and paid a painful price for it.

The soul elf couldn't kill the enemy with a sword, and the long-term indecision between her and the demon king made Qi Cong have the urgency of the crisis, he swung his sword to kill a bloody path, approached the soul elf and let him possess him, and killed this tumbler-like demon king with a sword.

He took his mind away, and with a piercing of his mind, the soul elf attached to his body, and slashed towards the demon king with a sword, the sword blade roared with hissing revenge, and the edge was like a cold resentment, and he quickly slashed towards the demon king.

The Demon King didn't expect Qi Cong to come and possess her, and he was lucky, but when this scene appeared, he didn't expect it, and he was powerless to parry Qi Cong's fierce sword momentum.

Just when he felt hopeless for his life, the demon king black eagle rushed to support, he stretched out his claws like a steel rake, and the black shadow hit Qi Cong's neck like a fast-shooting projectile.

The assistance of the Black Eagle Demon King forced Qi Cong's sword blade to turn around, giving up the opportunity to kill the Purple Badger Demon, and facing the fierce attack of the sword breaking the Black Eagle.

The situation changed suddenly, and the siege of the two demon kings with their tactical cooperation made the soul elves, who had already had the advantage, weaken their counterattack, and Qi Cong's body added several wounds.

"My soul power has dropped, and you go into the cave to hide behind me, I must kill that Purple Badger Demon Chong today..." As soon as the soul elf's voice fell, a white light flew out and flew straight towards the Purple Badger Demon King.

Qi Cong couldn't stop the soul elves' adventurous revenge, so he simply didn't do anything, and he didn't plan to go back alive, so he and the soul elves attacked the Sable Demon King together.

The soul power of the soul elf is lost quickly, and the Purple Badger Demon King is like a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water, if he can, he will hide, and if he can't dodge, he will take a few hits, and there is also the assistance of the Black Eagle Demon King in the air.

The demon king noticed the change in her soul power, and it could drag on for a second, but for the soul elf, time was no longer enough, and her figure became faint, and she was a little loose and almost out of shape.

At this moment of crisis, a hurricane passed, and the dragon's powerful giant tail knocked the black eagle away, and then the tail lifted again, striking towards the Purple Badger Demon King.

An illusory and ethereal phantom, with the heavy blow of the swinging tail, followed by a wave of palms...

A piercing wail sounded, and then a palm force pierced through his throat, and the head of the Purple Badger Demon King was stunned, and the blood on his neck splattered and drooped down.

The demon king didn't expect that when he was dying, it was not the dragon swinging his tail that killed him, but the fatal palm that followed him, and the sharp palm wind slashed through his neck.

Qi Cong hurriedly took out the stone box and ran towards the soul elf, if he didn't enter the stone box as soon as possible to nourish, the soul elf would be gone.

The figure that was about to be scattered spread on the mother's flesh and blood blurred body, and finally, the trembling closed the mother's slightly open eyes, and everything was over...

The battle in the valley continued, and the mandrills had become the end of their crossbows, thrown into the stubborn resistance of the dying struggle.

Qi Cong, whose heart was like a knife, put the stone box back to his chest, he had hatred in his heart, and he was going to slaughter that Qi Muchong with his own hands, and when he turned around with his sword, he found that there was still his shadow.

The disciples in the cave saw the sadness on Qi Cong's face, and understood everything, although they were scarred, everyone's potential still erupted in the anger of revenge, and they worked together to kill it again...

The sound of angry fighting, accompanied by the sword light and sword shadow, blood and flesh splashed, the Nanshan Canyon was tragic.

Halfway up the mountain, there was a burst of wild laughter, "You all go to death!

Qi Cong looked up, it turned out to be Qi Mu Chong, who was missing half of his face, he threw the underworld stone in his hand into the air, and he didn't know what spell he was thinking, and the underworld stone exploded in the air with a "bang".

Accompanied by the faint brilliance of the Dao, a black quadrangular token, suspended in the air, a faint light, burst out from the golden characters on the token.

"Qi Mu Chong, you bastard, you killed this king like this..."

The meaning of Shanxiao's words, others may not know, but Bai Jiao immediately understood something in his heart, the scene from twenty years ago is about to reappear, looking at the many disciples in the canyon, Bai Jiao's heart is broken...

Thick dark clouds rolled in the distance, and in an instant there was a rumbling thunder and whimper, lightning and thunder, and the white light of the Dao was like a silver chain, hanging between heaven and earth.

"Hahaha! Jiao Snake, it's been a long time, let's meet again in the old place, this time see who can save you!" The words of the old man in the monk's robe came through the rolling dark clouds.

The appearance of the old man in the monk's robe made the fight in the canyon stop, and Bai Jiao returned to her human form and landed, she knew that there was no advantage in fighting the old man in the monk's robe with her dragon body.

She picked up a long sword from the ground, looked up at the dark clouds churning in the air, and said with an anxious face: "There is a debtor and a debtor, this is your business and mine, it has nothing to do with others, let these people exit the canyon, and there will be a break between you and me." ”

"Hmph, don't even think about living today, hurt my disciple, kill my brother, don't take revenge now, when will you wait?"

At this time, Bai Jiao, who was dressed in a long skirt, stood with a long sword in her hand, ready to deal with the former strong enemy, she stared at the rolling dark clouds in the sky, and suddenly she showed surprise on her face, and her expression was stunned.

As the old man in the monk's robe emerged from the dark clouds, she saw a familiar and friendly face...

"Hei Jiao, Hei Jiao..." Bai Jiao called her husband's name sadly,

I saw the old man in the monk's robe with a mocking look on his face, and he slowly landed on the ground on the black Jiao, and the black Jiao heard Bai Jiao's call, without any expression fluctuations, and his expression was still flat.

The old man in the monk's robe patted Heijiao's head, and then said to Bai Jiao: "What? Do you want me to subdue you personally?" After he finished speaking, he jumped down from the dragon's head and walked towards Bai Jiao with a Zen staff.

"Evil beast, don't hurry up and take your hands down, bow down to the old monk, and the old monk can also consider placing you in the mount. The old man in the monk's robe said with a domineering posture.

At this time, Bai Jiao, whose face was full of tears, instantly said with anger in her eyes: "My husband has already returned to the West, and he worships you for what he did. ”

When the old man in the monk's robe heard this, he immediately threw his Zen staff to the ground and said coldly: "The opportunity is given to you, since you don't know the current affairs, then don't blame the old monk for not speaking the way of heaven." ”

As soon as the old man's voice fell, the Zen staff waved with a "swish", and suddenly a strong force surged up, smashing towards Bai Jiao like Mount Tai pressing an egg.

"Huh", a sword light is like a broken bamboo, the edge drags the fire of the red underworld, followed by a three-headed purple gold fork, "bell, bell" to repel the Zen staff waved by the old man in the monk's robe.

With the harsh sound of metal colliding, the old man staggered back a few steps, and his face showed a look of surprise, he didn't expect that there was someone in the mortal world who could compete with his strength, which surprised him.

When he saw the swirling three-headed purple gold fork, he seemed to have guessed something in his heart, no wonder his brother would be framed, it turned out that this old ghost was making a mistake from it.

At the critical moment, Nanchen and his entourage rushed to Nanshan Canyon in time, fortunately he made a timely move, otherwise the blow that Bai Jiao faced, even if he did not die, would be seriously injured and disabled.

Nanchen's timely action not only surprised the old man in the monk's robe, but the others were even more surprised to find that this sharp critical attack came from Nanchen's hand.

The blow of the old man in the monk's robe made everyone present feel extremely terrifying, but it was indeed incredible that he was resisted by the young man in front of him.

Bai Jiao looked at Nanchen who was walking towards her, she recognized his identity at a glance, it was her son Nanchen, who had been thinking about her for a long time, she was both excited and anxious at this time, and the changes in her heart were extremely complicated.

The love of family affection and the anxiety of a sense of crisis coexist, she just wants her children to grow up safely.

Nanchen looked at the woman in a long white dress in front of him, and sensed the intimate atmosphere imprinted in his heart, although his expression did not change much, but his eyes were full of complicated feelings.

The old man in the monk's robe, who came to his senses, naturally sensed Nanchen's breath, and then said: "You are the child of that evil animal? Very good, I was looking for you, but you sent it to the door by yourself, and the old monk will send you to the reunion today." ”

Qi Cong saw Nanchen and Song Teng, and hurriedly shouted: "Nanchen, Senior Brother Teng, be careful of that evil monk, what happened twenty years ago was the evil done by this evil monk." ”

Qi Cong didn't say anything about the death of the master, he was worried that if he said it now, Nanchen would not be able to accept it, so he immediately walked over with a long sword, he was worried about Nanchen's safety, after all, it was the child of his junior sister.

Nanchen nodded slightly towards Qi Cong, then turned around and narrowed his eyes slightly, looking at the old man in the monk's robe in front of him, the monk who made him hate to the core, and said coldly: "It's you who sent it to the door, or I'll send you to the reunion!"

Nanchen turned sideways to look at Uncle Qi who was walking on the opposite side and said, "Uncle Qi, you take a few of them to step back, let me meet this old evil thing alone, and send him to reunite with the old decaying wood by the way." ”

From the heavy blow of the old man in the monk's robe, the exercise attributes that emanated were the same as Wu Yin's exercise attributes, and he couldn't be more familiar with them, these two people have an inevitable connection, either the same senior brother or the master-apprentice relationship.

He knew the strength of this old man in the monk's robe, even above the old man of Wuyin Pavilion, even if he defeated Wu Yin, it was he who used workarounds to outwit Wu Yin's life, if he resisted hard, he was not Wu Yin's opponent.

Nanchen was worried that a fierce fight would hurt all of them, so he asked Qi Bo to take them back, and he was going to single-handedly challenge the old man in the monk's robe today, which made him hate the shadow of his life.

Nanchen's voice made the old man in the monk's robe even more sure that his brother Wu Yin was killed by the kid who scolded him in front of him, and now he was completely angry, his beard kept trembling with anger, and he wanted to settle the old accounts together.

With a "bang", the old man in the monk's robe threw the Zen staff murderously, and said angrily: "Little sinner, the tone is not small, let's settle the new accounts and old accounts together, and the old monk will send your mother and son back to the west, and then go to the old ghost to settle the account." ”

The old man's Zen staff in the monk's robe was covered with a faint phosphorus fire, and the dark fire of the Tao suddenly made everyone's hearts and souls become trance and uncertain.

A voice came from behind him, "Nanchen, Yin and Yang Soul Meditation Zen •••"