Warm blood dripped on Chang Xi's face, and the woman's chest was pierced by bone spurs on the back of the chest, and the murderer who didn't know that there was still a number of qi on the qi machine was gone, and the soldiers of the Yanzi Battalion who followed him angrily unloaded eight pieces, so that Daqing, who was trapped in the spirit beast bag by the thin eyebrows, saw the light of day again. Ah Guang took off his helmet, and when he saw Miss Xi'er, who was almost stabbed in two in the arms of the adult, his head suddenly went blank, and he knelt down in the yellow sand with his eyes blank, and he hid his face and cried when he was taught by his father that the boy had tears and did not flick.

Chang Xi lost her usual composure, folded her hands on Xi'er's chest, and hurriedly stopped the bleeding for her. Brother Xi... Xi'er can finally help you. ”

The rejuvenation talisman on the inner lining of the Fengxing armor was automatically activated, but the injury on Xi'er's chest was too terrifying, and the vibrant green light emitted by the rejuvenation talisman could not heal the wound, and Xi'er's penetrating wound also had a very different and bright red faint purple-black, which was obviously some kind of vicious witchcraft that could hinder the monk's self-healing.

"Xi'er, stop talking, with my brother here, you won't die!" Chang Xi didn't notice it himself, his voice was full of trills because of fear and fear.

Xi'er's little face was as pale as paper, and she nodded obediently, but such a simple action was extremely difficult, and then she seemed to be tired and no longer spoken.

Chang Xi didn't hesitate for a moment, burst into a sword, stabbed a sword into his heart, took out a drop of heart essence blood that was regarded as a second life by cultivators, and carefully wiped it on the tip of Xi'er's tongue. The surging vitality of the dragon clan's essence blood poured in, causing Xi'er's pale face to suddenly flush with a touch of red, but the injury still did not improve.

The sleeping Xiao Yao was awakened by Chang Xi, and appeared in a hurry, seeing the poor man who was almost pierced in the master's arms, his eyes blurred suddenly, and he picked up Xi'er and was about to take her into the medicine garden space, Xiao Yao wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said: "There is a world of its own in the medicine garden space, which may be beneficial to healing wounds and pulling out voodoo, only there can I try to save Xi'er's life." ”

Chang Xi nodded, watched them return to the rings on their hands, and stood up.

In the perception of the soldiers of the Yanzi Battalion around him, the adult was like a dragon full of monstrous anger, and no one could stop him.

Chang Xi looked at the soldiers in the distance who were putting away the corpses of the dead robes, carefully looked at every blood-stained face beside him, didn't say anything, just raised his hand slowly and solemnly, and seriously performed a solemn military salute that belonged to their cave and seclusion.

All the soldiers of the Yanzi Battalion who came over looked at the adults excitedly, and also raised their hands and eyebrows to salute, which was the best praise for them.

Daqing was still a little snake, and his injuries were the first time since he followed Chang Xi that they were so serious, and Chang Xi sent him to the medicine garden space to heal.

The world only knows that he is the palace master of the Yin Heaven Palace, but few people know the title of the Great Asura King granted to him by the Ghost Emperor.

The word Shura, every stroke is saturated with blood.

Chang Xi smashed the head of the Thin Eyebrow Famous Man with one foot, and the red and white things splashed in all directions. There was a dim-colored Yuan Ying in the corpse who wanted to take the opportunity to escape, but he held it tightly in his hand, and without even asking, he directly crushed it, and the rest of the corpse flesh and blood were shattered into minced flesh by invisible force, and then completely crushed into powder.

In the sea of blood that had already filled the golden mountain between his chest, the second personality stood on the dragon's head, and his face was indescribably terrifying and hideous.

Dragons have reverse scales, and if they touch it, they will die.

There was no trace of mercy in the eyes of the Great Asura King at this point, a palpitating golden eye, a terrifying silver cross star, and the lines of evil qi clinging to his face along his neck, and two wings of light that seemed to be substance spread out behind him.

Some attentive warriors noticed that there were some more scale-like things on the cheeks of the adults. In just an instant, Chang Xi's figure in place seemed to become blurred, and then a storm that rushed straight into the sky rolled up in front of the ghost gate, Chang Xi's extreme anger and beyond the limit of his body was so fast that everyone was suffocated, and he teleported out more than ten miles in a row, and went straight to the old celebrity.

The situation suddenly evolved into a life-and-death crisis, although the old celebrity was not as strong as the dead young celebrity, but the victory was sleek, and there was still strength left under the two-end attack of Lin Changfeng and Yan Kun. But when he saw Chang Xi, who was like a ghost, he couldn't help but be horrified, and he shook the two of them with his qi machine, and wanted to push away the person who came with his backhand, but he never thought that his white bone halberd connecting the meridians had just crossed his chest, and he was held in the palm of his hand by that person's hands, and with a brutal twist of his hands, the white bone halberd was broken into several pieces.

A glass-colored palm passed through his stomach and held on his backbone, only to hear two clicks and two clicks, and the unbearable backbone in front of the Ming King's glazed body was broken, and at the same time, the warm organs in the stomach were all ripped out by the palm, and the yellow sand splashed from mid-air.

The old celebrity, which had become an empty shell, was smashed by a palm, the Yuan Infant was wiped out, and the blood was sprinkled on Chang Xi's body.

Chang Xi's figure did not pause, and the sword steps under his feet were numerous, and he swept directly towards the scorching battlefield above the sea of clouds. The thunder was rolling above the sea of clouds, the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the man with the light wings dancing behind him let the thunder slash on his body, unscathed. He looked at the black-armored woman who was in a bitter battle, and only shouted two words indifferently.

"Come back. ”

The delicate body of the cave sword trembled, and then threw himself into the sword without hesitation, and the ink-black cave sword went straight to his master in the sea of clouds.

The coffin boy looked at Chang Xi like a bloody Shura with an ugly face, he had already felt the death of his three teachers and nephews, but he couldn't make a move. Originally, relying on the strong cultivation in the late stage of the Transformation God Realm, there should not have been so many twists and turns in dealing with this young palace master who was not familiar with witchcraft and treachery, but now this guy's momentum is basically in full swing, and it is even two or three points stronger than the coercion of the ancestor!

Knowing that today's events must be separated from a life-and-death coffin to emerge with endless killing opportunities, he did not hesitate to refine his body into a flesh and blood furnace without scriptures and bones, in order to be able to take the sword on the path of cultivation, in order to spy on the true meaning behind the refining realm, he would never believe that his own body was born, and he would be defeated in the hands of the hairy boys in the middle of the god realm. My Coffin Mountain Ridge has stood above the thousands of forces in the Luo Yu Mountain region for thousands of years, even if you are the palace master of the Yin Heavenly Palace, you don't want to get the slightest favor!

The coffin boy's whole body turned sickly red, and the rivers of spiritual power and red blood surging under his skin burst out in a form visible to the naked eye, and the tide in the sea of clouds rose and fell into a boundless sea of blood, and countless ghosts and ghosts in the sea of blood screamed miserably, looking miserable, but if any living creature fell into the sea of blood, there was almost no need to guess the end.

At this moment, Chang Xi, who was already half-human and half-dragon, stood in the clouds, his face expressionless, and then a sword fell.