Defending against the three Black and Gold Guards is the limit, and any variables will lead to imbalances.

The figure of the black gold armor guard on the Humen position was like a ghost, and in an instant, he rushed to the battle circle of Qiu Li and the four of them, and the gusts of wind brought up the sword that trapped the black gold armor guard in the shocking door position and crumbled, and the black gold armor guard took the opportunity to get out of the trap.

Qiu Li reluctantly retreated with his sword, and saw Chang Xi stunned in place as if he didn't know that a catastrophe was coming, and shouted: "Senior Brother Chang, retreat!"

Chang Xi's face was pale, and the green tendons on the back of his fist bulged up and he couldn't hold it, not that he didn't want to move, but that his whole body seemed to be tightly wrapped and wound into a dumpling by invisible silk threads, and he couldn't even move a finger.

The figure of the armor guard who rushed here from the Hugh Gate grabbed Chang Xi, who couldn't move, with one palm, and made a throwing posture. In Qiu Li's horrified gaze, the black gold armor guard threw Chang Xi out of his hand!

Chang Xi's figure turned into a black line invisible to the naked eye in the air, and a circle of vacuum ripples was shocked from the place he passed, and Chang Xi's back slammed into the temple pillar with a deafening roar, and the whole person was almost deeply embedded in the pillar wall.

Chang Xi was caught off guard by this heavy blow, and his internal organs were all displaced, and he relied on the dragon blood keel in his body to support this blow. Rolling down the blood-soaked rubble, he struggled to turn his cheek sideways, and saw that Qiu Li, who was about to rush to his rescue, was stopped by a black and gold guard, and his fingers moved slightly.

Sticking to his face is still the terrifying face with no facial features.

The black gold armor guard repeated his old trick, trying to pick Chang Xi up from the broken stones, Chang Xi's face suddenly became fierce, his fingertips flashed with weak spiritual power, and the last few bush blade talismans shot out from the cuffs, all of which were attached to the black gold armor guard's face. Chang Xi bit the tip of his tongue and snorted out a mouthful of essence blood and sprayed it on the talisman, and the burning lines on the blade talisman suddenly skyrocketed.

The scarlet sword qi wave swept in an instant, Chang Xi turned his back and gritted his teeth to hold his breath and concentrate, resisting the violent sword qi with his physical body.

There was silence in the hall for a while, and the movements of the other three black and gold armor guards were also sluggish. Qiu Li looked at the black gold armor guard who was swept by the earth-shattering sword intent, his face trembled slightly, and his heart shook.

The terrifying sword marks on the head of the black-gold armor were so deep that they almost destroyed half of their heads, and they never lingered after one glance.

The black-and-gold guard took several steps back, and was about to fall. Qiu Li breathed a long sigh of relief, thinking that he had finally broken a black and gold armor guard with the help of Senior Brother Chang, and even if the remaining three were defeated, there was still room for maneuver.

But at the same time as Qiu Li thought about it, the heavily injured black gold armor was forced to stop the downward trend, and his legs turned into liquid into the black gold brick surface of the soles of his feet, and under the dumbfounded gaze of everyone in the main hall, the black gold bricks turned into a steady stream of black gold liquid and flowed back to the head of the armor guard, and it was repaired intact after a while.

The black-and-gold armor guard who "came back from the dead" once again reached out and held Chang Xi, who was already unconscious, in his hand. Chang Xi's black robe was shattered and gold blood flowed, the nameplate of the disciple woven by the blue rope slipped down, and the black gold armor guard pinched the nameplate, and the strange lines on his face suddenly fluctuated for a moment.

Chi Ming only felt that the cold air on the soles of his feet rushed to the top of the Heavenly Spirit, and he said in a trembling voice: "How can you fight this? This black gold armor guard can't be killed at all, as long as we are in this hall, we are not opponents at all!"

As soon as Chiming's words fell, the entire hall shook in an instant, and the surrounding space became more and more unstable.

Qiu Li's heart was bitter, and he vaguely knew the cause and effect of the current change.

The space in the Bishan Mausoleum is chaotic and overlapping with each other, and it is extremely fragile, because the monks below the Yuanying Realm cannot threaten the balance of space, so the monks of the Jindan Realm enter the tomb to search for treasure. But right now, in just one main hall, there are four black gold armor guards whose aura is close to the consummation of the Jindan Realm and ten Terran monks with the combat power of the Jindan Realm, and the fluctuations of fighting with each other have already touched the threshold of the Yuanying Realm level, destroying the spatial balance here.

The space in the main hall shattered like a mirror, tearing out the void cracks, and the void air in the cracks filled the air. A void crack happened to open next to the hapless Chen Haoran, and when he turned around, he pushed the junior disciple on the other side of him as a shield, and the disciple of the Spirit Void Sect didn't even have time to shout a scream, and was instantly torn into blood foam by the domineering and incomparable Gangfeng in the crack.

An Li and the other women only wore two mausoleum seals on their chests, and the thin film attached to their delicate bodies immediately showed signs of melting when they came into contact with the strong void air, and their chests were so dull that they could barely breathe, and the pink mask was self-defeating.

Fortunately, the Black Gold Armor Guard also seemed to be suppressed by the Void Air, and his originally unusually fast movements became sluggish. Qiu Li took this opportunity to hurriedly fly to the side of the disciple of the Spirit Void Sect who had been pinched to death by the Black Gold Armor Guard before, and found a few still intact tomb seals in the mass of filthy flesh and handed them to An Li, which barely saved his life.

The earth shook and the mountains shook, and the dome of the main hall was also swallowed up by the broken space, and the sky outside the main hall was gloomy and dead, and there was no light to be found.

He was shocked in his heart, Bishan Mausoleum was about to return to the void!

In just a moment, the Kung Fu Hall had been destroyed, and the center of the Bagua Array was completely destroyed, and several black and gold armor guards lost their formation support, standing and dissolving into a pile of black gold liquid, leaving only the Bagua Array Diagram in the middle of the Sect of Life.

Qiu Li immediately turned around to take Chang Xi out of danger, his face turned pale, and the original place was empty. The damage to the main hall is getting worse and worse, and it seems that it will not last long. The blood from his lips and teeth was bitten, and his unwillingness and remorse turned into a roar, and he was dragged into the door by Chi Ming and An Lilian, leaving only Chen Haoran, whose legs were broken by the black gold boulder, wailing in the ruins.

"Don't go... Help me... Help me..."

Chen Haoran's mouth was bloody, pale as paper, trembling and crawling in the ruins, a long string of blood stains behind him, and the slurred words in his mouth spit out together with the blood clots in his organs, only the remaining half of his body kept twitching, and gradually calmed down and lost his breath.

Next to his side face was a foxy woman who had been pierced through her chest by a black and gold spear, her neck bent in a strange arc twisted, and her head hung to the ground. The corners of his lips were dyed scarlet by the blood of the negative mood, and the poignant face smiled for no reason, and finally stared.

Chang Xi opened his eyes, and his eyes were full of stars, and he was full of indescribable strangeness.

The scenes he had experienced before he fell unconscious were still fresh in his memory, and with the thought of burning the jade, the veneer blow of the several cong blade talismans blessed by the essence blood was enough to drag any Jindan Realm existence to get off the horse and die.

He clearly remembered that countless scarlet sword qi slashed at him, even if the sword qi on the Cong Blade Talisman was of the same origin as him, even he couldn't resist it under the rage.

Chang Xi's face was solemn, he touched the top of his head, checked the moon rainbow and the storage bag, and finally grabbed his crotch cautiously, and then he breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, there were no important parts missing.

He crouched with his head down, the strange sight under his feet attracting his attention.

It seems to be looking down at the entire mountain mausoleum, and the folding formations like stars are staggered and horizontal, connecting several areas that are close to each other but have little to do with each other. Looking at it from the entire height, the original chaotic structure of the Bishan Mausoleum seems to have another mystery at this time.

The entire mountain mausoleum under his feet is indeed falling apart, but if you don't look closely, the pictures are no different from still, as if the whole river of time has slowed down, but Chang Xi looked at his hands, but he was normal

At this moment, an old voice full of ridicule suddenly came from behind him.

"Boy, which peak of Qingyun Mountain are you?"