Huan Yin turned around in pain, nodded to the junior brother beside him, and rushed out towards the north.

However, before the two of them had rushed far, more than a dozen disciples of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect blocked their way. These dozen or so disciples have cultivated to be strong, and they are all in the realm of the Ninth Layer of Great Perfection of Qi Condensation.

Huan Yin's junior disciples around him only cultivated in the late stage of the fifth layer of Qi Condensation, although he knew that Huan Yin was powerful, but at the same time, he was surrounded by such a Qi Condensation Great Perfection monk, and his body couldn't help but tremble.

These dozen or so Ten Thousand Poison Sect monks smiled fiercely, they had only killed a lot of Infinite Sect disciples, and when they saw Huan Yin and the others, four people immediately pounced with magic weapons in their hands.

It's just that what responded to them was Huan Yin's more hideous and weird smile, and the palm that came out of them.

The moment the four people rushed over, they were sucked by Huan Yin's palm, and they were directly eaten by Huan Yin's hand like an arhat. Then Huan Yin's spiritual power surged, and the four of them were completely sucked dry in an instant and fell to the ground.

"The latter can't be beaten, just take you under the knife!" Huan Yin felt extremely depressed because he couldn't turn back to fight, and when he saw these dozen or so Ten Thousand Poison Sect disciples, he suddenly became murderous.

The remaining disciples of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect saw that Huan Yin was so weird, and that the exercises were also extremely evil, and they killed the four Great Condensation Perfections in an instant, and their faces immediately showed surprise.

"You're a Gathering Strength Cultivator!" someone in the Ten Thousand Poison Sect pointed at Huan Yin with a frightened expression, obviously thinking that Huan Yin was the kind of person who deliberately suppressed his cultivation.

Huan Yin naturally didn't care what his enemies said, and the wind under his feet suddenly swept up. That is, more than a dozen breaths of effort. The dozen or so people who were still smiling at the two of them just now all became dried corpses. There was still a look of horror on his withered countenance.

Huan Yin killed more than a dozen condensation qi consummations, and felt that his cultivation had taken another step, but the strange speed he had born before was slowly dissipating, and the ability to absorb other people's cultivation seemed to be gradually fading. Huan Yin could imagine that if he really broke through the tenth layer of condensation to achieve cohesion, then his anti-heaven energy would completely dissipate.

"Let's go, junior brother. Huan Yin looked at his junior brother with a look of disbelief. Pull him to flee north again.

Huan Yin and the two of them quickly passed through the gate to the north of the Boundless Gate Sect and rushed into the vast grassland. In front of them, there were more low-level monks of the Infinite Sect who were dying, and behind them there were also more Ten Thousand Poison Sect monks chasing and killing.

"Stay!" a seventh-layer Ten Thousand Poison Sect cultivator raised his big sword and slashed at a third-layer Infinite Sect cultivator in front of him.

The little cultivator of the Infinite Gate saw that the monks who were so much more advanced than his own cultivation made a move on him, and his face immediately showed a look of despair. However, just as he was about to close his eyes and give up, the big knife in front of him suddenly stopped, and then the figure in front of him also froze.

The next moment, a flash of horror suddenly flashed on the face of the monk of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect, and then his body unconsciously flew out towards the back.

The Ten Thousand Poison Sect monk was quickly caught in the palm of Huan Yin's hand. let out a series of screams, and died in the hands of Huan Yin in an instant.

"Senior brother. Run!" shouted Huan Yin as he looked at the fellow cultivator who had not yet woken up from the shock.

When the little cultivator heard Huan Yin's shouting, he woke up like a dream, and immediately got up, bowed to Huan Yin, and then turned around and ran again.

Huan Yin saved a person, turned his face to his junior brother beside him and said, "Senior brother, run away, senior brother, I won't accompany you, you must take care!"

"Senior brother, do you want to help them?" The senior brother guessed Huan Yin's intentions, and his expression was anxious.

"Senior brother, you can't help it, the sect is about to fall, and the high-level monks will be killed immediately, and you may pay the price of your life if you stay for a moment!"

Huan Yin was noncommittal, and jumped directly from the junior disciple who had led him out all the way, and swept towards another fellow disciple who was being chased and killed by the Ten Thousand Poison Sect people. While running, Huan Yin turned around again and shouted, "Senior brother, run!"

The junior brother took a deep look at Huan Yin again, he knew that Huan Yin had made up his mind, clenched his fists heavily, turned around and ran away.

In the following time, Huan Yin escaped while constantly helping the same door he met, although this greatly slowed down Huan Yin's escape speed, but Huan Yin's character has always been like this, he can't see his fellow disciples being bullied by outsiders.

Half an hour later, Huan Yin had already saved twenty-three of his classmates. Suddenly, an excited roar came out behind him: "It's a big deal to re-enter the reincarnation, even if the old man dies, he doesn't want you to have a good time!"

Then, in the distance, a strong light suddenly erupted, spreading wildly in all directions, as if even the sky was about to be shattered by the light.

Huan Yin remembered the voice, it was Li Ji's voice, although he didn't know what Li Ji had done, but he knew that the light he saw was Li Ji's last fight, and it was also his desperate fight.

"Uncle Li......" Huan Yin's eyes were red, looking at the air, and his heart felt a pang.

However, Huan Yin hadn't stayed in place for long before he saw that the strong light caused by Li Ji quickly dispersed again, as if the power of that light had been disintegrated by something, and it had not been able to last.

Then, in the distant sky, a small black dot suddenly moved in the direction of Huan Yin.

The high-level cultivator is here! Huan Yin knew that the sect had completely fallen, and the battle of the high-level monks of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect had probably come to an end, and now some of them were killing them.

"Hahaha, the Infinite Gate has been broken by us, you should also die, haha!" Not far from Huan Yin, a Ten Thousand Poison Sect monk saw the black dot in the sky, laughed wildly, and slapped a palm towards an Infinite Sect monk in front of him.

Huan Yin's face flashed with anger, and he rushed directly in front of the man, instantly sucking him into a dry corpse.

"Even if you win, you won't be able to enjoy the fruits of victory!" Huan Yin looked at the dried corpse in front of him, spoke angrily, and then got up again and fled.

More than half an hour later, Huan Yin escaped all the way, but he fell behind because he repeatedly helped others, and was chased in front of him by the high-ranking monks of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect.

At this moment, behind Huan Yin was a huge pothole, and the pit was pitch black and bottomless. And beside Huan Yin, there were seven or eight disciples of the Immeasurable Sect standing with him, constantly retreating towards the giant pit.

"Kill quickly, continue the pursuit!" said a monk of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect in the late stage of cohesion, who was about seven or eight zhang away from Huan Yin, to the three fellow disciples beside him. These three of his fellow disciples were all cultivators in the early stage of cohesion.

When the three Ten Thousand Poison Sect monks heard their senior brother speak, they all laughed fiercely, and directly shot three flames towards Huan Yin's side.

These three flames are the most common of the Ten Thousand Poison Sect's Gathering Period Fire Technique, if it is an enemy of the same level, I am afraid they will never use this technique. However, the monks of the Infinite Gate are all in the realm of the Qi Condensation Period, and in their eyes, they are like lambs to be slaughtered, so it is enough to fight this fire.

The flames of the three of them quickly merged in front of them, and then instantly turned into a huge pillar of fire and swept towards Huan Yin and them.

Just when the three of them thought that they would immediately hear the screams of the Infinite Sect monks, and when all the Infinite Sect disciples were in despair, Huan Yin held the Yang Sword in his hand, and the Xuanwu Illusory Shadow was shrouded around him, and he took the initiative to meet the attacking pillar of fire.

"Tear the night!" A voice sounded in everyone's ears, and then a Xuanwu phantom suddenly knocked the three Ten Thousand Poison Gate Gathering Cultivators over and the fire pillar was scattered, and at the moment when the fire pillar dispersed, Huan Yin's figure was revealed, and the Yang Sword stretched forward, and the tip of the sword was facing the Ten Thousand Poison Gate Monk in the middle of the Gathering Force.

The Ten Thousand Poison Sect Gathering Cultivator had never thought that his spell would be broken, and naturally it was impossible for him to expect that Huan Yin, a Qi Condensing Cultivator, would be able to fight to the death.

The next moment, the blazing sword qi detached from Huan Yin's Yang Sword, and the Ten Thousand Poison Sect monk standing opposite Huan Yin, and even the late stage cultivator of Gathering Strength felt a trace of threat from Huan Yin's sword qi.

"Boom!" Shaoyang's sword qi rushed out frantically, and in the blink of an eye, it hit the early stage cultivator of Huan Yin's sword.

"Ahh

However, Shaoyang's sword aura was so powerful that he didn't ignore the power of that shield at all, and directly pierced the shield and hit the monk behind it.

The shield fell to the ground with a "dang", and the monk behind the shield was revealed again. His expression was hideous, and his last-ditch posture was still there, but the shocking blood hole on his chest and the burn marks next to the blood hole told everyone that he was dead.

"Senior Brother Liu, Senior Brother Liu!" The other three Ten Thousand Poison Sect monks looked at their dead fellow disciples with shocked expressions, as if they still couldn't accept the fact that he was killed by the Infinite Sect Condensing Qi Cultivator with one move.

"Kill him, let's kill him together!" Suddenly, the monk in the late stage of cohesion reacted, took out his immortal sword magic weapon, and yelled at the two people around him.

"A group of waste, even at such a time, even to damage the Gathering Strength Monk, really lost the face of our Ten Thousand Poison Sect. Suddenly, a voice floated in from a distance, and then a figure entered Huan Yin's field of vision at an extremely fast speed.

"Your sword is good, I want it. As for people, let's die!" The figure directly crossed the heads of the three Gathering Strength Cultivators, flew towards Huan Yin, and even raised his palm and hit Huan Yin.

There was no magic light and shadow, not even a sound, but the moment Huan Yin hit it in his palm, he suddenly felt a force that he couldn't resist at all transmitted to his body, not only instantly shattering the Xuanwu phantom around him, but also quickly entering his body, beating all his internal organs to pieces.

Huan Yin's body unconsciously rose up under the power of the monk's palm, and his hands were thrown up by themselves due to the instantaneous loss of strength, throwing the Yang Sword into the air.

The flying Ten Thousand Poison Sect monk stood in the air, stretched out his hand to take the Yang Sword, and then watched as Huan Yin was pushed backwards by the force of his own palm, flying into the huge pit not far away...... (To be continued.) )