Just when the thousands of monks of the two realms of good and evil were slaughtered together, no one noticed that the wounds on Kunlunnu's body were slowly healing.

It lay on its stomach on the ground, trembling slightly, as if it were going through a painful process.

The iron bars that had been tightly tied to it began to melt and break. The huge cell on his head began to crumble and crumble.

Guo Yang, who was standing in the distance, was once again overwhelmed by the heavy heartbeats one after another.

Some of the Jin Dan periods seemed to be aware of it, and their faces were frightened, but they were entangled by the attacks of their opponents, and they had no time to care about anything else.

Leng Ruyan, who was standing beside Guo Yang, was also aware of it, his eyes staring at the mountain-like Kunlun slave body in the distance, his face was solemn.

"Kunlun Nu is resurrected!" someone shouted, his voice full of horror.

But people have long been red-eyed and can't stop at all. Even if someone noticed the abnormality and wanted to quit the battle group, they were entangled by the magic weapon flying in the chaos.

The breath of a terrifying force quietly spread, several zhang, dozens of zhang, hundreds of zhang.

With a bang, Kunlun Nu's right hand suddenly grabbed the chain again, and before he could get up, he swung the hammer fiercely.

Then, taking advantage of the inertia, Kunlun Nu jumped to his feet, roared angrily, and swung the hammer round and round. With each swing, the chain is pulled out of the stomach for more than ten feet.

All of this happened in the blink of an eye.

Before the two ways of good and evil in those melee were understood, Kunlun Nu's heavy hammer swung three times. Hundreds of monks closest to Kunlunnu, whether in the Jindan period or the foundation building period, were all knocked into powder.

And the most losses are those who stand by and watch from the sidelines. Before they could react, they were bombarded by Kunlunnu's sledgehammer, and in an instant, dozens of foundation building period and one Jindan stage were smashed into flesh, turned into bloody rain, and dissipated with the wind.

When the hammer swung to the fourth circle, Kunlun Nu violently loosened the chain, and the hammer broke through the air with a heart-palpitating air, and instantly swept around within a radius of hundreds of zhang.

Thousands of monks, some of whom had been smashed into powder by heavy hammers, some hung on chains, and could not see that they were alive.

In the confrontation of pure power, the spell appears pale and powerless, even ridiculous.

After killing thousands of monks, Kunlun Nu took a step forward, and the hammer swept in circles under the control of the iron chain.

The crowd immediately dispersed.

The Jindan periods, who fled to a distance, were horrified to find that without the suppression of those iron bars and the cells on their heads, the strength of Kunlun Nu had suddenly skyrocketed several times.

Its dark skin remained intact, as if the horrific scars had been replaced by a new flesh.

Kunlun Nu's body has been reforged!

Some Jindan period monks who reacted from the chaos sent out magic weapons from afar and smashed them on Kunlun Nu's body, but they only made his skin sink slightly, and they couldn't cause harm at all.

Gradually, more and more Jindan monks joined the battle group, and one or two hundred magic weapons were once again concentrated on Kunlun Nu and smashed.

Kunlun Nu carried it carelessly.

These physical damage and the magic weapons of the five elements attribute can't hurt Kunlun Nu who got rid of the seal at all.

Its body, millions of years ago, was tempered by the cruel and perverted king master to be almost indestructible.

"Roar~" It roared angrily in the sky, and let out a long breath of turbidity, as if it was spitting out the resentment of a million years.

"Woo~" The hammer swung with a vengeful arrogance, vowing to turn these ants who wanted to hurt and enslave it into powder.

Its once dark and thick face was full of hideousness.

Its once-gentle and humble eyes were full of rain and lightning.

Kunlun Nu chased a group of human cultivators to the ground.

Leng Ruyan, Guo Yang and others, who were dozens of miles away, quickly decided: escape!

Leng Ruyan took Guo Yang and other sixteen people during the foundation building period, and flew away in the southeast direction. No one even looked back at how the hundred-foot-tall giant was slaughtering human monks.

Even if the materials on the Kunlun Nu can refine the earth-shattering Xuantian Spirit Treasure, even if it is the Kunlun Nu hidden a treasure that has attracted worldwide attention, it doesn't matter. In cold words, only by living can you be eligible for these things.

After Leng Ruyan and the others hugged their heads and scurried for half an hour, they were already hundreds of miles away. Leng Ruyan turned around and investigated, sacrificed the little flying boat, and let everyone board the flying boat and continue to escape.

Obviously, the "elite disciples" of the Xuanyin Sect had completely given up the treasure hunting mission.

After flying at full speed for a day and a night, Guo Yang and the others had fled the central area of the Kunlun Mountains. Leng Ruyan breathed a sigh of relief, and let several foundation building periods take turns to drive the flying boat, and he went to the side to close his eyes and recuperate.

The flying boat flew at full speed for another two or three days, and finally came out of the Kunlun Mountains. Cold as smoke, this is completely reassuring.

"Uncle Leng, what are we going to do next?" asked Guo Yang.

"How do you get there? Such a simple question to ask. Leng Ruyan said.

"But the other people sent by the sect ......," Guo Yang wanted to speak, but stopped.

"Boy, alive, is the most important goal of all missions. Leng Ruyan said coldly, and his expression returned to his face.

Guo Yang and the other sixteen foundation building periods had no choice but to nod yes.

More than a month later, Guo Yang and others slowly returned to Stone Town by flying boat.

Along the way, they intentionally or unintentionally inquired that the tens of thousands of monks of the good and evil realms who besieged Kunlun Nu suffered heavy casualties, and less than one-fifth of them survived.

If it weren't for the three Yuan Infant Elders of the Kunlun and Penglai factions in the end, they exerted great magic power and seriously injured Kunlun Nu, and the casualties might have been even greater.

As for the whereabouts of the Kunlun slave, it became a mystery for a while.

Some say that he was sealed by the elders of the Kunlun faction, some say that he was killed, and some say that he was injured and fled far away, and may have fled to the South China Sea.

Guo Yang and the others waited in Stone Town for more than ten days, and the elite disciples sent by the Xuanyin Sect in the early stage also came back one after another.

Compared with the rumored one-fifth survival rate, the Xuanyin Sect is slightly better, losing half of its manpower, but it is all in the foundation building period. The Jindan period monks of the Xuanyin Sect all returned safely.

Coming in high spirits, the elite disciples of the Xuanyin Sect looked a little depressed. Therefore, as soon as he returned to Stone Town, he had no time to despise the cowardice and incompetence of the team led by Leng Ruyan, so he hurriedly announced his retreat.

Leng Ruyan went out for a trip, handed over the task in the sect, and led Guo Yang and others to Yongzhou City.

A huge treasure hunt is over, and the Xuanyin Sect has returned to its former calm.

Even, even the war against the Yuntai Sect seems to have slowed down a bit, only in the middle of the confrontation between the two factions, there are occasional skirmishes.

This result made Guo Yang breathe a sigh of relief. He summoned Chen Du, explained his business matters, and announced his retreat.