After a while, Yan Shizong calmed down his aura and asked, "Then what should we do next?" ”

"You also know where you are now, you can only take one step at a time!" Lin Hui spread his hands, shrugged his shoulders, and said.

"Nonsense!" Yan Shizong was stunned for a long time before he could hold back such a word or two. If he could, he really didn't want to say even a word to Lin Hui. With Lin Hui, he felt that it was the most painful period of his life, and every time he stayed for a quarter of an hour, he felt miserable for an hour.

"You don't have to look at me with such eyes, do you? I didn't provoke you, we had no grudges in our previous lives and no hatred in the near future, so why bother? Look at it! The sun is about to set, and if we don't hurry up and find a place to hide, and when those demon beasts come out, we will already die under the mouth of the demon beasts if we are not killed by the marauders." Lin Hui shrugged his face and said.

Yan Shizong's face was puffed up, and those eyes seemed to be about to swallow Lin Huisheng.

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In one of the dense forests of Yunmeng Swamp, a thin-looking old man chased a cold female cultivator with his hands behind his back, completely like an eagle catching a chicken.

"Little beauty, the way you run out of exhaustion really breaks my heart to watch!"

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"Little beauty, why are you doing this? As long as you obey me, your life will be saved. For monks, immortality is the most important thing. Why do you care so much about that skin?"

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"Little beauty, if you keep running, you will go into the depths of the swamp. There are all kinds of monsters in it, and no one will be able to save you then. ”

It's good that the thin old man didn't say this, but as soon as he said this, the speed of the female cultivator seemed to increase a little more, and her face ran inside. For a female cultivator, dying in the mouth of a demon beast is naturally ten million times better than being humiliated by an old man.

"Hmph! Want to go inside to die? The thin old man snorted coldly, his face turned cold, and his speed soared. In a moment, she was in front of the nuns.

The nun stopped abruptly, stared at the old man coldly, bit her lips lightly, and said in her heart: "Is it that I am going to die here today? At this moment, who will come to save me?" Thinking of this, the nun couldn't help but think of those senior brothers who had been pursuing her hard in the past, and a sad smile suddenly appeared on her face.

"How about it, little beauty, to give you one last chance, just from me, you can live. Think about it, which is more important, life or body, don't waste a good life and cut off the road to immortality because of a single thought!" the old man said bewilderingly, holding on to the last glimmer of hope.

The nun did not answer the old man.

The answer to the old man was a water spell that the female cultivator quickly pinched and cast.

"Look for death!" said the old man angrily. He has no shortage of beautiful female cultivators. If the other party insists on seeking death, he will not pity the jade.

This old man is a sixth-level cultivator in the Qi cultivation period, but the spells he has learned do not seem to be the inferior spells that he cultivates in casual cultivation. What's more, what's even more incredible is that this person also has a medium-grade magic weapon. Otherwise, with the cultivation of the fifth layer of the female cultivation period, she is still the core disciple of the sect, and she will naturally not be defeated.

A small water-based spell was naturally not seen by the old man, and with a wave of his robe, the spell was annihilated in the air. And then, the old man patted the storage bag and had a purple gourd in his hand. On the exterior of the gourd, tadpole-shaped runes are inscribed, densely packed.

As soon as she saw this gourd, the nun turned pale, and her already pale face became more and more pale.

It was because of this gourd of medium-grade magic weapons that the female cultivator was forced to such a point. The black qi emitted by this gourd is extremely filthy, and it seems to be able to destroy all magic weapons. And the few medium-grade and high-grade magic weapons she was carrying were all destroyed under this gourd.

Right now, she no longer has any magic weapon that can resist the black qi of this gourd.

A sinister smile appeared at the corner of the thin old man's mouth, his face was hideous, and he seemed to still have a little hope or two in his heart, "Little beauty, it's too late to regret it now." When the demonic qi in my purple demon is released, there will be no more chance. ”

The nun replied to the thin old man with a cold "snort".

"Toast, don't eat, eat and drink! The thin old man's face sank and he said coldly.

But seeing that the thin old man no longer hesitated, he punched out several seals on the gourd, and a black gas as thick as ink suddenly erupted, instantly dyeing this small world into pitch black. The surrounding trees, grasses, and vines withered one after another, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into a pool of liquid as thick as ink.

And the female cultivator had to urge the spiritual power in her body to form a shield that completely enveloped her body. It's just that this shield of hers, as thin as a cicada's wings, seems to be shattering at any moment. Obviously, there is not much spiritual power left in her body, and she will die here at any time.

The thin old man looked at the female cultivator who was surrounded by black qi for a long time, and a happy smile that was almost perverted appeared on his face.

After a moment, the shield formed by the female cultivator's external spiritual power was almost transparent, and her face was already terrifyingly pale, and her blood was completely gone. Sweat, soaking her countenance, gives people a poignant feeling.

Perhaps, in a few breaths, that shield will be completely shattered.

The nun was completely desperate in her heart, and a smear of dead ash appeared on her pale face.

And the thin old man seemed to be planning to urge the demonic qi to kill the female cultivator as soon as possible. He didn't have the patience to keep going. Otherwise, if Hall Master Wei investigates it, it will be difficult for him to deal with it.

However, suddenly an extremely exaggerated voice fell into the ears of the old man and the nun.

"Wow, old man, are you still going to be shameless? Make so many black rumbling gases out and force a beautiful woman like this? Are you still not a man?"

But I saw a young man with a very steep appearance, with one hand on his waist and the other thumb down, looking at the thin old man with contempt, and his expression was extremely arrogant.

This young man is naturally Lin Hui.

"Little brother Sejong, kill this old man for me. Lin Hui pointed at the old man and said sonorously.

Seeing that the two monks, one was only at the fourth level of the Qi cultivation period, and the other was only at the second level of the Qi cultivation period, but they were so arrogant that they dared to say that they had destroyed themselves? The thin old man couldn't help but laugh, it was a kind of cruel smile. Dealing with such a monk is as easy as digging for something.

But the nun who was already desperate was like seeing a savior. The almost transparent shield, under her desire to survive, suddenly solidified a little more.

"Zhang Daoyou, Yan is here to save you. As soon as Yan Shizong jumped forward, the fan was released by him, and after being stimulated, he threw it at the thin old man.

This woman is the female cultivator of the fifth layer of the Qi cultivation period with Lin Hui and his party, Zhang Ziyan from the Xuanling Sect.

"Yan Daoyou, be careful!" Zhang Ziyan hurriedly shouted, "The black qi emitted by this person's gourd can destroy magic weapons. ”

And Lin Hui, who was full of ruffians, was only a second-level cultivator in the Qi cultivation period, and his speech was extremely arrogant and arrogant, Zhang Ziyan didn't bother to look at it, and directly regarded him as air. Lin Hui's young heart was greatly traumatized. Fortunately, Lin Hui was thick-skinned enough, and as soon as his mouth was pursed, he looked for various reasons to comfort himself.

"Don't worry, he has a lot of magic weapons, and it doesn't matter if he destroys one or two. Lin Hui said without saying anything on the side.

Yan Shizong almost vomited blood when he heard this. Fortunately, he was accustomed to Lin Hui's words, and it was not strange that he was strange. With such a person, you have to get used to it if you don't get used to it! Could it be true that you vomit blood and die?

Facing the fan that pounced, the thin old man sneered, and quickly pinched his hands, and the gourd suspended in mid-air immediately dispersed a part of the demonic qi and wrapped it towards the fan. With this gourd in his hand, he is not afraid of any magic weapon.

But there is a premise, that is, the magic weapon does not explode on its own.

However, the thin old man could never have imagined that Yan Shizong was willing to use the fan that was obviously a high-grade magic weapon. You must know that most of the core disciples of the four major sects use medium-grade magic weapons, and few can have high-grade magic weapons. Perhaps only a person like Yan Shizong, who has a deep knowledge of refining weapons, does not take high-grade magic weapons seriously.

"Burst!" Yan Shizong pointed at the fan and shouted.

Actually, that fan exploded early. If the surrounding air is surrounded by violent fire spiritual power, the power will definitely be doubled. But it doesn't work if it doesn't explode. Those black demonic qi had almost wrapped the fan, and if it didn't explode, the fan would be destroyed by the demonic qi and become a mortal fan.

With Yan Shizong's shout, the fan suddenly "boomed", making a loud noise, with the fan as the center, all the surrounding fire spiritual power burned, and the raging fire appeared out of thin air. The demonic qi that pounced on the fan was immediately burned away. The fire deliberately led to the gourd and the thin old man before Yan Shizong detonated the fan, and surrounded the gourd and the old man in the blink of an eye.

The blazing fire spiritual power squeezed all the other spiritual power out of the space! The self-explosion of the fan made this place a territory for fire spiritual power.

After the gourd was surrounded by fire, the demonic qi that rushed towards Zhang Ziyan was partially burned by the fire, and the rest was scattered and returned to nothingness with the efforts of Yan Shizong and Zhang Ziyan.

"Zhang Daoyou!" Yan Shizong suddenly exclaimed, and when he was still thinking about whether it was time to step forward, a figure had already rushed over with a roar and held Zhang Ziyan who had fainted.

In the process of dealing with the demonic qi, Zhang Ziyan had already collapsed, and she had not been in a coma until now, and it was completely a desire to survive that supported her. Now that the situation has improved, she is relieved. As soon as that breath relaxed, she could no longer support herself and passed out.

Zhang Ziyan in a coma, her face is still so cold and beautiful. Leaning on Lin Hui's shoulder, his breathing gradually became even.

"What are you looking at, why don't you hurry up and destroy that old man?" Lin Hui glared at Yan Shizong, who had been staring at him with his cheeks puffed out, and roared angrily. Isn't it necessary to make a fuss? Lin Hui was quite speechless at Yan Shizong's performance.

"Extinguish, how to extinguish? His gourd is not afraid of any magic weapon at all. Yan Shizong asked.

"Oh! Brother Sejong, you don't need to be so prejudiced against me, don't you think about it yourself, look at the old man's current situation, you have trapped him with the self-explosion of your fan. Hehe, if one or two more magic weapons are exploded, they won't be able to destroy him?" Lin Hui smiled extremely obscenely.

"No, I don't have a magic weapon to blow myself up. Yan Shizong refused without hesitation.

"Look, the old man is going to rush out at once. When he rushed out, there was no chance. We're dead. Are you willing to die or are you willing to keep those magic weapons for the old man?" Lin Hui's face immediately changed, and he said angrily.

Yan Shizong glanced at the thin old man who was surrounded by the fire, frowned and thought for a while, then turned his head and glared at Lin Hui, "When I met you, I really fell into bad luck for eight lifetimes." ”

"Haha! Don't say that! I'm not that strong. But it's my honor to meet you!" Lin Hui's cheeks were already invincible in the world, and he directly ignored Yan Shizong's resentment, and laughed instead.

Yan Shizong stared at Lin Hui coldly for a while, but did not speak. When he looked away at the thin old man surrounded by fire, there was already a round disk-like magic weapon in his hand. Without any delay, Yan Shizong immediately activated the magic weapon. Suddenly, the magic weapon shone brightly, dazzling. can have such power, it is definitely the best magic weapon.

In order to survive and completely kill the thin old man in the fire, he was completely free. Otherwise, once the power of the fan's self-explosion disappeared, it would be difficult to have such a good chance to trap the old man and deal with him calmly.

As soon as the thin old man saw the disk-shaped magic weapon running towards him, it was obviously another magic weapon that was about to explode itself, and his face, which had been calm, finally changed, and he felt a fear coming out of his heart.

Who are these people? What kind of monster did I provoke? Why did I shoot casually, they were all self-detonation of high-grade magic weapons and top-grade magic weapons? That kid was only at the fourth level of Qi cultivation period, how could he have this kind of magic weapon? Or was he just taking a magic weapon that detonated itself. Could it be that among the disciples of the sect, there are already so many top-grade magic weapons and top-grade magic weapons that they can be overflowing?

The thin old man spent his entire life in poverty before he got a medium-grade magic weapon purple magic gourd, which has always been regarded as a treasure more precious than his life. Now, compared to these sect disciples, he felt that he was too shabby, and he didn't have a face at all.

A fan of a high-grade magic weapon has been trapped for so long, and if the disc-shaped magic weapon of that superb magic weapon explodes, the power will definitely be multiplied. I'm afraid I'm going to have to explain my life here, I'm really aggrieved!

Yan Shizong fingered the magic weapon, and spit out the word "explosion", and the disk-shaped magic weapon suddenly exploded with a power that was even more surging than the self-explosion of a fan. In the air, a tornado formed by the wind spiritual power quickly gathered, and there were as many as thirteen. If you look closely, what is even more terrifying is that where is this tornado? It is clearly a knife formed by a colorless wind spiritual power to form the form of a tornado.

"Damn! this fierce!" Lin Hui shouted exaggeratedly, his eyes widened.

The thin old man bit the tip of his tongue and spurted out a mouthful of blood onto the shield condensed by the spiritual power outside his body. The fire caused by the self-explosion of the fan rubbed against the shield and made a "swish" sound, while the wind blade formed by the disc-shaped magic weapon after the self-explosion hit the shield with a "bang" sound.

In an instant, the thin old man's face turned several points pale.

"Damn! Why hasn't that rotten cover been broken for so long? Little Brother Shizong, explode another superb magic weapon and kill him!" Lin Hui shouted as he pointed his fingers on the side.

Yan Shizong directly gave Lin Hui a roll of his eyes.

The thin old man was injured in his internal organs by the self-explosion attack of the two magic weapons, and he held back his breath so that no blood spurted out. Now, when Lin Hui said this, he couldn't get angry, and he couldn't hold back the blood anymore, so he couldn't help but spurt out a mouthful of blood with a "poof". And the shield condensed outside his body was obviously about to shatter.

The fire gradually weakened, and it would not be long before the power of the fan from its self-explosion would disappear. However, the thirteen tornadoes formed by the wind blade formed by the self-explosion of the disc-shaped magic weapon wrapped the old man to death, constantly attacking the shield.

The old man looked like he was struggling to support.

"Whoa!"

It seemed that the sound of glass shattering, and the shield could no longer withstand the power of a superb magic weapon after its self-detonation, and it was completely shattered. From the self-explosion of the disc-shaped magic weapon to the shattering of the old man's shield, it was a long story, but it actually took less than half a quarter of an hour.