When a billion Gu worms flapped their wings at the same time, the sound was more powerful than a horn.

The drumbeat beats the rhythm of the attack, and every time the drumstick falls, there will be an extra urging note between heaven and earth.

Xuanyi Valley and Hidden Killing Alliance, a total of twenty-two Jindan monks, nineteen people present.

Jian Xuanshan, disciple Jia Keqing, a total of twelve Jindan monks, seven people present.

Under the Sword Peak, there are one hundred and eighteen monks of the Demon Dao Foundation and thirty-four monks of the Sword Xuan Mountain.

The overwhelming scuffle broke out completely.

The Red Rainbow Sword Immortal Mei Yiren bore the brunt of the attack, and was coerced by the insect cloud, and the rainbow light burst out in the insect cloud, but it couldn't kill the endless Gu worms, and Mei Yiren's screams came out, which was extremely poignant.

Another cloud of insects rolled towards Zheng Yi, the master of the medicine house, the only descendant of the Immortal Sword Immortal, who was suppressed on the ground by the Gu worms, and the Gu worms gathered densely, and immediately turned into a tall tower, and Zheng Yi's life and death were unknown.

The five guests of Jian Xuanshan were surrounded by the Demon Dao, and Gu Lao, who was the leader, pinched out a strange Dao seal with both hands, and more than a dozen black true qi escaped to the surroundings.

"Ghost Cultivator ???"

The black true qi carries the coldness of the gloomy, but whoever is blown by it immediately has a kind of ghost crying wolf howling auditory hallucination, and falls into darkness.

In the dark place, the demon disciple of the middle art didn't know where he was, and he was terrified, and suddenly found that in front of him, a pair of eyes opened, and then an oil lamp appeared, it was Gu Lao's face, and the oil lamp reflected Gu Lao's face with a ghostly and demonic spirit.

"Are you a ghost cultivator?!"

Gu Laoyin smiled and opened his mouth to blow towards the oil lamp.

Just in an instant, beside Gu Lao, more than a dozen foundation building monks of the Demon Dao fainted to the ground.

"Gu Feipao, there are too many demon path thieves, your 'Soul Quenching Lamp' can't deal with it at all!" the other four guests roared.

"How many can I deal with, these fainting ones, all of them will be slaughtered by me!"

Under the Sword Peak, a handsome sword cultivator, his white robe was already stained red with blood, and beside him, short-haired sword cultivators and stump arm sword cultivators were surrounded by him, barely coping with this group of Gu cultivators and spell cultivators of the same realm.

In front of him, a figure flickered, disappeared, flickered again, disappeared, and the handsome sword cultivator was full of true qi, and shouted: "Di Teng, Mu Xin, you block them, I will kill that witch." ”

As he spoke, the mantra cultivator suddenly appeared and stopped moving.

Blood spilled from the corner of his mouth, and he looked behind him in surprise, it was a female sword cultivator.

"Ding Yuqiu?"

"Senior Sister Ding!"

"Well done!"

Ding Yuqiu watched the long sword in her hand pierce the other party's body, and felt that it was very interesting, but the process of killing was too fast, which made her a little unsatisfied.

She glanced at the three of them, "I forgot your names, but don't die." ”

After speaking, Ding Yuqiu entered the battle again, she felt that she had been staying with the righteous path for a long time, and she seemed to be infected, and she would care about others at the moment.

The three of them looked at each other, and the short-haired monk said, "Lu Jianshen, this person is as proud as you." ”

The handsome monk smiled: "Death is coming, be arrogant, be proud, kill one is enough, we can kill two each, we can help Jian Xuanshan solve the problem!"

Ask the mountain behind Jianfeng, the inner sect teaches Xi Wangpan, Tibetan Flower Valley Chu Feihuan, Yaolu Yun Ruolin, and Chixing Peak Luyinxi stick here.

Chu Feihuan watched as those ghostly spell cultivators were pierced by Yun Ruolin one after another, and couldn't help but praise: "Senior Sister Ruolin's talent is still so high. ”

Lu Yanxi narrowed his eyes, and a smile appeared on his handsome face: "It's a pity that I learned the Mercy Sword." It's just that I haven't seen Senior Sister Yun be kind today, not bad. ”

Wang Pan said in a low voice: "Everyone, there are people again, be on guard!"

Now, no one dares to take the sword in the sky, the sky is full of insects, whoever fights the sword, it is a live target, they are at the edge of the forest, suddenly, see a few demon beasts rushing out.

Wang Pan's eyes were shocked.

After the demon beast appeared, it was followed by a group of monks wearing black robes and black veils.

"Blood Beast Gate...... Black Wind Mountain ......"

Then there was a group of shirtless monks and white-clothed men with sword wheels on their backs.

"Blood Buddha Temple...... Evil Moon Sect ......"

There were twelve people coming, and Wang Pan's heart had already raised his throat.

Damn it......

Why are all the demons of Wu Yue and Liangzhou here???

The twelve demonic monks surrounded them, and suddenly, a spear fell from the sky and stuck it on the ground.

A monk appeared with a spear, standing at the end of the tail.

"Fellow Daoists, don't be afraid! The high-level monks of Wuzhou have been left behind by our Hundred Battles Mansion and Xingchen Sect, and these low-level monks have come to take advantage of the fire to rob them. We've sent people to help, too!"

The man was in golden silk armor, walked to the ground, knocked his heels, and the spear flicked up and fell in his hand: "Baizhan Mansion, Inner Gate, Cui Lie." ”

Build a foundation?

The four of Jian Xuanshan were stunned, this person has such a big aura!

As soon as Cui Lie appeared, the twelve people on the other side took a step back, he laughed, glanced at Yun Ruolin and Chu Feihuan, and finally returned his gaze to Yun Ruolin.

"This fairy, if I help to retreat from the enemy today, can you accompany me to visit Yuezhou?"

Cui Lie's eyes lit up, and the inner sect taught Xi Wangpan frowned, such a frivolous young man.

Yun Ruolin's cheeks were cold, and she was about to refuse, but next to her, Lu Yinxi walked out: "I am in charge, I agreed." ”

Cui Lie was overjoyed and immediately killed him.

Chu Feihuan said: "Lu Yuxi, why are you in charge!"

"You're stupid...... You don't need such a good helper, can the four of us beat each other?" Lu Yuxi said with a wink.

Wang Pan said disdainfully: "You used to be our uncle, but now you have been reduced to the same generation as us, and you still have the heart to study these things...... Sooner or later, you will be surpassed by your nephew. ”

Lu Yinxi pouted: "I'll go to the front mountain and tell them to be careful, you pay attention." ”

......

In front of the mountain, when Mei Yiren broke free from the insect cloud, he saw the mountains full of messes.

Zheng Yi's life and death are unknown.

The five guest secretaries were targeted by more than a dozen Jindan monks, only three were left fighting to the death, and the whereabouts of the other two were unknown.

Mu Santong and Wu Beidou are still nowhere to be seen.

Mei Yiren found that the Lingjiao real person on the opposite side was very calm, and it was effortless to control the Gu worms, and he still had time to support the ground.

Jian Xuanshan ...... It's going to be over.

Mei Yiren's arm trembled uncontrollably, and he reached for a token.

After a few hesitations, he took the token back again.

The mountain protection array can only produce two swords!

Who is he going to kill?

Lingjiao real people?

Empty Witch?

Does killing them help the situation?

Mei Yiren laughed miserably.

The next moment, a beast roar came.

The familiar roar resounded through the mountains and forests, reminding Mei Yiren of a person.

He followed the prestige, and a monk with a naked body, a cloak and a demon beast, was standing on the top of the main hall of the Red Star Peak, looking at this side.

Swallowing toads?

Mei Yiren's heart tightened: the 'Five Visceral Demon Lords' of the Blood Beast Gate......

On the other side, a black wind blew in the direction of the Hidden Flower Valley, and a monk with a cloak of hair stepped on the wind.

Mei Yiren fell into the ice cellar: the bone-eating old demon of Black Wind Mountain......