Luo Yuan's eyes were solemn, and he moved sideways quickly by shrinking the ground into inches, as if he was constantly teleporting, and the speed was so fast that even the Golden-winged Dapeng would be surprised when he saw it. There was a great pressure in his heart, and at the same time, there was a thought lingering in his heart, which lingered for a long time: "That living soul cultivation is in the late stage of the Yuan Infant, but in essence, its strength is not inferior to that of the Infinite Demon Lord. Pure-blooded creatures, even among the ancient monks, are the top existences. If I can reach his strength, I can return to Zhao and destroy the demonic path.

As for balanced teaching, we can take a long-term view. Otherwise, in the past few decades, the Demon Dao of the Zhao Kingdom has been rampant, even if the righteous path will not be completely destroyed, they must have survived very hard. Although today's cultivation is capable of killing the monks in the middle of the Yuan Infant, if the Demon Dao Yuan Infant in the Zhao Kingdom strikes at the same time, it is definitely not something I can compete with. What's more, there is also Hao Chengzi of Yuanyang Peak, this person is a great monk of the Yuan Dynasty, and it is difficult to say whether I will win or lose against him alone. The flesh is still not enough. ”

Luo Yuan's heart was full of thoughts, he wanted to reach the Yuanying realm as soon as possible, so that he could have enough strength to avenge the blood feud that he had borne for decades. In fact, Luo Yuan could have broken through to the realm of a half-step primordial infant, but he was attacked by the Essence Tiger Ancestor, which made him have to give up that half-step. If he had taken that half a step, he would have joined forces with the two Great Cultivators of the Empress Yuan and then used the Annihilation Finger of his comprehension. Although he is still not the opponent of the Elite Tiger Ancestor, he will never be so embarrassed and can resist a little.

To put it bluntly, the cultivation of the Elite Tiger Ancestor can be called the strongest under the Supreme. With his own strength, under the condition of eliminating the Tongtian Ancient Treasure, it would be enough to destroy the two realms of Zhao Guo's Zheng and Demons! You must know that the two people who had just come out to protect Luo Yuan were both great monks of the Qin State, who had practiced for nearly two thousand years, which was unfathomable and prestigious. But these two existences, when they join forces, are not the opponents of the Elite Tiger Ancestor. That Hao Chengzi is even more difficult to survive the three moves and two styles.

"In my current situation, I have been injured again when I left the customs, and I am afraid that I will need to retreat after this matter is settled. It was really an eventful autumn, and in more than ten years, I was fifty percent sure that I would step into the Yuanying. After stepping into the Yuan Infant, relying on the power of the Annihilation Finger, even if he is not defeated by the spirit creature, he can still compete with it. With this magical power, it is enough to make Hao Chengzi and other demons pay for their blood debts!" Luo Yuan thought in his heart, and his feet did not stop for a moment, and at this time he had already left the battle situation for hundreds of miles.

"What, you two still want to fight with this ancestor?" The Essence Tiger Ancestor carried his back with one hand, looked at the two great monks in front of him who were breathing slightly, and spoke calmly.

Hearing this, the white-haired monk and the woman beside him glanced at each other, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "The seniors are advanced in cultivation, and the two juniors are not rivals of the seniors." Now that the little friend has also left, the task we waited for is completed, and I will leave. The two of them finished speaking, and immediately turned into a long rainbow and left here. Letting the ancestors above the sky fight, and tens of thousands of disciples on the earth killed, they turned a blind eye.

The Essence Tiger Ancestor looked at the backs of the two leaving, and after a little groaning, they also disappeared in an instant.

It's not that they don't want to shoot, it's that they can't. As far as the Jing'e Tiger Ancestor is concerned, being within the scope of the Heshan Great Sect, although he is strong in cultivation, he is only alone after all. It is difficult to guarantee that there will not be a few Yuanying Great Perfection monks, and at that time, even if he is under such a siege, I am afraid that he will be hated on the spot.

And in the layout of the Heshan Great Sect, it is not easy to move. Because they have a layout, they can't be variable. If they forcibly leave the other party behind, then the pure-blooded creatures in the Blood Nunnery Mountain will be killed, and I am afraid that even if they win. From then on, there were only a few Yuanying cultivators left in the Heshan Great Sect, as well as Qi cultivation disciples. This kind of price is too heavy for them to bear, even if they have a heart for the common people and do not hesitate to sacrifice, but this kind of result is definitely not what they want.

Luo Yuan hid his figure, looked at the more than a dozen light clusters in the sky, his eyes were thoughtful, and then sat down. He took out several pills from the storage bag, swallowed them all, and began to urge his spiritual power to recover his body.

Above the sky, all the primordial ancestors fought, just like the battle of the immortals, sometimes the demon clouds were surging, and the black fog was churning. Sometimes it turns into a mysterious symbol, and thousands of runes are dense. Every figure is like a star, bursting with immeasurable light, and the breath shakes the heavens and the earth. Their every move and style is like the collision of big stars, stirring up thousands of layers of qi waves, shaking the heavens and the earth.

I saw the clouds rumbling and moving, like a black ocean, huge lightning flashing, thunder rolling, lightning monstrous, terrifying. There are also nine golden symbols imprinted in the void, shining brightly, exuding a supreme aura, like nine gods coming to the world!

The sky was shining brightly, the glow was like clouds, and more than a dozen different paths were intertwined, and the scene was awe-inspiring. Every figure is like a sacred, and they can easily split mountains and mountains with their gestures.

Luo Yuan cast his gaze to the sky, and then moved his gaze into the distance. He's waiting, waiting for an opportunity. Waiting for a good chance to settle this battle in one fell swoop, he has an extremely crazy, but really feasible method. That is, go deep behind enemy lines, capture the thief and capture the king first! With the jade slip given to him by the Taihua, he will kill the pure-blooded creatures. With the prestige of the Taihua, it is not in vain to say that he is a refined tiger ancestor, even if he comes to ten or eight. And in the Blood Nunnery Mountain, there are no ten or eight elite tiger ancestors who exist like this. He only needs to kill one of these beings to put this battle down!

The stars and moon rise, the sun rises in the east, and day and night alternate. For three days, both sides were in the midst of a fight. It was not until three o'clock in the afternoon that the truce was withdrawn in exhaustion. Mo said that it was a disciple of Zhuji and a Jindan monk, even if it was a Yuanying monk in the sky, he was exhausted and in a trance. The difference is that there are very few fallen Yuan Infant Monks, but the two sides have lost two of each other. And the old man Wanzhu, who cultivated to be the weakest, was transformed into a puppet body because he transformed his physical body, so even the most fragile abdominal dantian of ordinary yuan infants. It's not fatal to him either, it doesn't matter.

And the Great Religion of the Mountain

"How much do you know about the pure-blooded creatures in the Blood Nunnery Mountain? Lan Wuregret Supreme sat on the throne and frowned. Although they are chess players, they do not have to face life and death, but they have to constantly think deeply before they can take the next step. Moreover, every step of the way, there must be no mistakes.

"Muslim Zun, the younger generation only knows the fine tiger ancestor who fought a few days ago. This beast is a pure-blooded creature, the golden qi is the main killing, and the cultivation is profound, far surpassing the younger generation. Even if it is the existence of a half-step god, I am afraid it is not enough to suppress him, and it can only be contained and resisted. And the existence of a similar Essence Tiger Ancestor, even if there is, there are definitely not many. The white-haired monk saluted Lan Wuxian and spoke, but his face was full of heaviness.