Bang!

As He Shenguang softened to the ground with an unbelievable look, the crown in Mao Zhenhuang's hand also fell to his side.

"Poof—"

The trembling left hand spurted out another mouthful of blood as Mao Zhenhuang raised his head, and he couldn't lift half of his strength, and the whole person fell to the ground with a bang.

The heart dodged the sharp eagle beak, but the middle of the meridian Grand Pivot Mansion did not dodge, and was pierced by the other party, the left half of the arm was in a semi-wasted state, and the lobes of the lungs were surging blood, and his eyes began to sink from the blood.

Picking up the wine gourd at the back of his waist with difficulty, he poured it in front of him, grabbed the black jade bottle in it, poured out the only four neem andan and swallowed them all into his stomach, and then swallowed seven pills to stop bleeding from internal injuries in a row, and it took more than ten breaths to feel a strength, and he took out a handful of breath to stop the dispersion and covered the wounds that were transparent before and after.

The white powder was stung by the hot blood and water, and the painful Mao Zhenhuang didn't even snort, but just bit the skin of his mouth.

In the first half of his life, he experienced a lot of life and death, and his fat body was full of tattoos painted with scars, and no one would feel sorry for him Mao Zhenhuang with his bared teeth, this time it was just the closest to death.

Seeing that the bloody water on his left chest was pressed back by him, Mao Zhenhuang could finally relax for a while.

External injuries are not injuries, internal injuries are not injuries, and the scorching aura that the other party's dying blow pierced into his body is an injury.

If this ferocity is not handled well, he Mao Zhenhuang may be wasted on the threshold of the peak of the Mandate of Heaven.

And the only thing he could hope for was that the four neem pills could be of great use.

"Whew~~~"

As soon as he was about to start disposing of some meridians, Mao Zhenhuang felt that the spiritual energy of the water behind him seemed to be emptied.

Holding his eyelids and looking back, there was a surge of water vapor at the mouth of the huge mountain where he came, and there was an endless blue light from dim to bright.

Someone's coming!

It's not as fast as it is usual.

"It's a good time. ”

Mao Zhenhuang sighed, turned around, grabbed the crown, supported his body, walked to He Shenguang's body, picked the other party's body into his wine gourd, and slapped a swift talisman on his leg that was already a little disobedient and turned around and left.

Looking at the majesty coming from the mouth of the mountain, Mao Zhenhuang knew that the person who came was not a good stubble.

At this time, not to mention that there is a He Shenguang coming, even a strong destiny can kill him.

Run!

He didn't know how big this underground world was, and he didn't know where it was.

Running out of this valley full of ravines, and running along the undulating terrain, it takes at least three miles to run out of the range of Mao Zhenhuang to be a little safe.

Because he didn't know if the water behind him just now was passing by, or targeting.

Although there is a swift talisman that is better than three steps, Mao Zhenhuang at the end of the strong crossbow doesn't know where he has the strength to run out of the valley, until an inconspicuous protruding mountain bag He has the courage to look back at what kind of character popped up in the sky.

A big fish!

The fin is between heaven and earth, like the shore of the river and the sea.

A whale salamander is so big that it covers the sky, like a small mountain flying in the sky.

This is the spiritual giant murderer of the true trick of the phantom spirit - Kun!

There are Peng and Kun, and the people who come are self-evident.

He Shenguang's junior sister, Fang Yangyue of the Soap Sect!

"Hoo ......"

Mao Zhenhuang spit out the turbid qi in his chest fiercely, and his eyes, which were already sunken, immediately burst with murderous energy.

It must be the death of He Shenguang, the other party has something to feel, otherwise the other party will follow this place.

Looking at the giant kun that was still roaming in the sky, Mao Zhenhuang was stunned and directly dragged out He Shenguang's corpse, and the crown was cut off by a cold light flash, and then took off the other party's Sumeru ring and Lu Shi card, and swept it away.

Very poor!

Three or two soap robes and two or three thousand Xuanyang crystals, and the rest is a bunch of Lushi cards.

Mao Zhenhuang frowned when he saw this, he didn't expect that there was such a thing in the Sumeru ring, the son of He Jitong, the sect leader of the soap sect.

Unwillingly, he touched his body again, but the result disappointed him.

Not to mention talismans and magic weapons, there is nothing else except this Sumeru ring.

Mao Zhenhuang, who was puzzled, finally had no choice but to take out the pile of broken Lushi cards and take another look.

There are a total of fifty-nine pieces, eight broken Xuanjing Lushi cards, and fifty-one broken Qingyu Lushi cards.

It's all from the Guanlou Sect!

"Bad luck!"

Mao Zhenhuang scolded, threw out the sundries and turned around to leave, not daring to stay in front of He Shenguang's corpse for a moment.

Since Fang Yangyue was able to chase here, it was enough to show that He Shenguang had something on her body to position her.

is keeping the other party's corpse, that's purely looking for death!

However, as soon as he took a hundred steps away, he felt the sudden fluctuation of the water aura from his back, and Mao Zhenhuang was in great distress.

Looking back at the sneak peek, the salamander that was still flying in the sky pierced his head with a huge mouth full of fangs.

Really!

He guessed that there must be something on He Shenguang's corpse that Fang Yangyue was tracking.

Mao Zhenhuang reluctantly grabbed out the last Crossing Cloud Sky Flying Step Spell and tore it to smithereens, even if He Shenguang's fatal claw was on the verge just now, he was not willing to apply this last Crossing Cloud Sky Flying Step Spell.

Three breaths!

He could go two miles.

The rest can only rely on the Swift Charm.

"Return my brother's head!"

Just after the effect of the Crossing Festival Cloud Sky Flying Spell, Mao Zhenhuang heard a terrible sound behind him that tore the sky and the earth, followed by a loud sound of the sky crashing and cracking the earth, and the aftermath of the earth dragon was that he was two miles away, and he could also sense the earth and stone shattering under his feet.

Moo~~~~

The whale salamander echoed Fang Yangyue's grief with a loud muffled sound.

And Mao Zhenhuang, who was rushing away, stepped directly into the air and fell into a big pit with a bang.

The swift talisman attached to his leg instantly became invalid with the loss of voice in this heaven and earth.

Mao Zhenhuang looked back at the fierce kun in heaven and earth in horror, this person is stronger than He Shenguang!

He Shenguang can only transform a part of the Peng Bird, and the woman who has gone crazy behind him can not only perpetuate the salamander, but also make a phantom sound of murder.

Looking at the giant kun in the sky that was piercing in this direction, the other party knew that he had fled this way!

Mao Zhenhuang didn't know if the other party happened to be in this direction, or pointed directly at his good head, but at this time, he didn't have time to think about it, so he grabbed out a swift talisman and reattached it to his leg, covering the wound that was broken open and ran out of the pit for a while.

followed Jiaojiao and slaughtered He Tianguang, but a He Shenguang came, and he slaughtered the other party, and another Fang Yangyue came to his mother!

If Mao Zhenhuang slaughtered this woman in his long skills, he couldn't say that he could lead to any power in the soap sect, He Shenguang This is the most aggrieved person he has killed in his life.

Originally, there was no festival, and he was hit together by the coquettish ones, and if he killed him, he would be killed, and the poor one was not as good as the one-day monk of the Tianqing Sect, and the only bit of Xuanjing was not enough to pay back the two purple killing characters he used.

"You're right?"

Mao Zhenhuang, who was complaining, listened to an angry shout behind him.

Glancing back, I almost didn't pee.

It's so fast!

He could already see the figure standing above the salamander's head.

It's not a coincidence, it's Jiji!

"Get in your mother!"

Mao Zhenhuang scolded the "hill" behind him, and then turned his head and grabbed He Shenguang's Sumeru ring, and his divine sense swept it inside.

Rings don't!

The skull doesn't!

Xuanjing still didn't.

But it's simply not possible!

These three things must have the trace of the mad woman behind them.

"The thief of the Guanlou Sect dares to take my senior brother's head!"

Mao Zhenhuang, who is about to go crazy, is in the mood to take care of this crazy woman behind him, if there is no tracking mark of the other party, relying on the ravines of this leyline, he still has a glimmer of hope to live.

And if he can't find him, he will die!

But after sweeping it three times in a row, it still didn't, and Mao Zhenhuang suddenly became anxious.

Boom!

After the rapid figure, there was a loud bang, Mao Zhenhuang instantly felt that his back was a wood, and the strong impact almost slapped him out.

Looking back in a heartbreak, one of the kun salamander's huge dragon whiskers plunged straight into the earth and rocks three feet behind him.

And another dragon's whisker has risen to the sky!

Mao Zhenhuang's heart was ruthless, grabbing the crown to a big stone on his side, and the left side was a bone, grabbing the last Evil Breaking Heavenly Dragon Talisman and throwing it out behind him, and then looked back and didn't see the calf rushing out along the leyline ravine, and at the same time he touched the Sumeru ring in his hand, pulled out He Shenguang's head and Lu Shi card, and threw out the Sumeru ring containing two or three thousand Xuanjing.

Xuan Jing Shao didn't feel distressed, but He Shenguang's head and Lu Shi card were a little reluctant, after all, the reward he received from the sect with Jiao Jiao was not ordinarily rich, and he didn't find Fang Yangyue's tracking mark among the two things.

Run, run, run!

Desperately running, dragging a large Xuanyang crystal Mao Zhenhuang in his hand to frantically absorb the pure spiritual power on it, even the huge penetrating wound on the left chest that collapsed could not be taken into account at this time.

Because he knows that an earth dragon can't prevaricate the other party for a long time.

"I'll see where you're going!"

"Noise!"

Mao Zhenhuang thought that he could escape with the difficulty of finding a small life in the mountains and ravines, but he didn't think that before a few dozen breaths of time, his ear bones would burrow into the other party's angry shouts.

Not right at all!

The tracking mark is still on him.

Mao Zhenhuang, who was sweating profusely in a hurry, grabbed He Shenguang's head and Lu Shi card again, and his consciousness was swept again.

"Mao Zhenhuang, you stupid pig! How could there be no Kun if you have Peng. ”

This time, he found the mark left on He Shenguang's body by Fang Yangyue, and there was a little Peng Bird False Mark on his forehead, Mao Zhenhuang patted his head and scolded himself at this.

This mark was not left by Fang Yangyue at all, but the same source as the method observed by He Shenguang and the murderous woman behind him.

Peng is Kun, and Kun is also Peng!

The two of them must be Taoist couples.

After thinking about everything, Mao Zhenhuang suddenly felt that He Shen's bald head was hot.

But at this time, it was too late to throw it, and the distance between the giant salamander flying in the sky behind him was less than five feet away from him.

What Fang Yangyue wants is not his senior brother's head, but his Mao Zhenhuang's life!

In a panic, Mao Zhenhuang even felt a trace of unprecedented despair.

And that's something he's never felt in his life.

But this mood of falling into the bottom did not last for a while, looking at Mao Zhenhuang on the road ahead, squinting his eyes was a burst of ecstasy.

He can't die!