This ghost emperor Lu Zhengyang listened to his words, and looked in the direction he was pointing. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 Info only glanced at it, and immediately frowned.

Sora looked at him in horror, for fear of missing any expression on his face. Because of him...... I don't want to die here today. He still has a lot to do—a lot that doesn't matter to others, to the big guys, but to him it's the most important thing in life.

He had always been cautious, and this time he had been the most daring adventure since his cultivation to eliminate demons. I thought that with his cultivation, he wouldn't run into the Great Demon - there were so many True Realm powerhouses in the Dao Sect Sword Sect, and the Great Demon always had to guard against them!

But I didn't want to bump into it, so I bumped into three!

Now...... You can only rely on the mind. He knew that although the great demon was far more shrewd than ordinary demons, after all, he was a bird and a beast, and his spiritual intelligence could not be compared with that of a human. I also know that although ghost cultivation was a human being in the past, once I have done ghost cultivation, I must have an obsession. He had to rely on his mind to mediate in this extremely dangerous situation and earn a way out for himself!

Since this ghost emperor hates the people of Qingguo, then when he sees the royal relatives and nobles of Qingguo, he must not be able to control himself - first give him the hateful-looking painter. Then, take a closer look, temporarily show the enemy weakness, and look for an opportunity to provoke them to fight with Na Yujun...... It may not be impossible to get out of this scrolling mountain alive!

Thinking of this, seeing the look on the face of this ghost emperor Lu Zhengyang again, Kongtongzi's heart widened a little - he frowned!

Then he plucked up his courage and said: "This ghost king can look carefully! That little boy humiliated the poor Dao in every way along the way, but he only relied on his worldly aristocratic status. The poor path is because the cultivators don't care about him, and as a result, he has intensified his efforts, and even wanted to harm the poor path when he met that red-hot general before! This kind of behavior, whether it is a person or a ghost, can be called despicable and vicious!"

Speaking of this, seeing that Lu Zhengyang was only staring at the painter, his brows furrowed even tighter, and his heart became more and more settled. So he stood up from the ground, gritted his teeth and turned to the emperor who left him: "This ghost king, Poor Dao, did not hesitate to risk his life and sacrifice his life to protect these people of yours. This fang, together with those Qing troops, watched from the wall behind the battle, and wanted to sit back and watch us die. Is this something you can bear?"

Before Emperor Ye could speak, Emperor Li glared at Fifth Jing when he heard this: "I hate those vicious villains who secretly make bad - Fifth Jing, what the Taoist priest said is the truth?"

Fifth Jing hesitated for a moment—not knowing whether to tell the truth or defend the empty son. Kong Tongzi fought side by side with them before, and the comradeship was there after all. If someone asks him, he will say, "What he says is true." But now, it was the Emperor Lidi who asked him - the awe of this ghost emperor made him unable to make up his mind for a while.

At this moment, I heard a young man suddenly shout: "You fart! When will we sit idly by, when will we hurt you?!"

It was none other than Yan Er, who had fine skin and tender flesh but a fiery temper.

The people of Qingjun, seeing the situation in front of them and listening to the words in front of them, even if they didn't fully know the inside story, they knew that they were already in a desperate situation. In this case, as mortals, their lives are in the hands of demons. In other words, there is no way out.

If you don't have a way to live, you won't lose your courage like someone like Kutongzi who still has a glimmer of hope. Therefore, when Yan Er heard these words, anger rose from his heart, and evil grew to his guts. The first one jumped out - on the hill beside the path.

He wore a soft leather armor and held a longbow in his hand, and while scolding, he took out three feather arrows from the quiver on his waist, and shot them with arrows: "The master is always going to die today, so I will send you, a bastard Taoist priest full of running horses, on the road first!"

As soon as the words fell, he was using the means of a series of arrows - three feather arrows swished and went straight to the door of the empty Tongzi.

It's windy, it's dark, and it's far away. But the aim of these three arrows was terrifying—the first arrow was hitting the bridge of his nose, but the empty boy held it in his hand. But the second arrow, which hit the tail of the first, did not split it, but nailed it forward.

It turns out that this Yan Er's feather arrow is actually specially made, and the tail feathers are also made of fine iron!

Kong Tongzi was slightly stunned - he was a cultivator, and it was the first time he had seen a mortal's skill so exquisite, it could almost be called magical. At this moment, the third arrow was also shot—the end of the second arrow, which was being struck, was nailed forward by the one he was holding!

It was only a little bit before the arrow finally pierced his skin.

But Kutongzi is also a monk of the Transformation Realm, and his body is much tougher than that of mortals. The arrow left a small hole in his body and could not move any further, and only a drop of blood was stabbed.

But this drop of blood has already made this empty Tongzi frightened and angry!

The cultivator, the cultivator of the Transformation Realm, was actually injured by a mortal!

A breath of evil welled up in his chest. As soon as he pressed the palm of his hand, the shaft of the arrow immediately turned into crumbs. Then he stared at him and shouted: "Two ghost kings, let Poor Dao help you take care of this mortal who doesn't know whether to live or die!"

A sword cultivator in the realm of transformation and a mortal are fighting-this matter is just a trivial matter like an ant fight in the eyes of the big demon, who cares about it.

Emperor Li didn't even look at him, but only said to Emperor Ye: "Brother, what are you thinking?

Emperor Ye Lu Zhengyang frowned again: "That person ...... Acquaintance with you—"

The "man" in his mouth was sitting on a low horse at the moment, looking at the emperor.

Leaving the Emperor...... Except for the two saints of the world and the true dragon Jinpeng, the demons closest to the Taishang realm. Li Yunxin really wanted to see something different from him, but he didn't know if it was because his cultivation was limited or because his cultivation was too advanced, but he didn't see anything abnormal.

Like Emperor Li, he didn't care about the battles of these mortals and low-level monks around him. But others can't be as calm as him. Yan Er jumped up the hill and shot three arrows, then Ding Min grabbed Li Yunxin's hand, and didn't care about any etiquette: "Dao Chief, what is the origin of that person in front?

This was the first time he had touched Li Yunxin's body regardless of his identity and etiquette -- it was in a hurry. But even so, I noticed something unusual.

The hands of this hybrid Taoist are so cool. It's an autumn night, and it's naturally cool. When the iron armor touched his neck, it was so cold that he inhaled. But the hands of this mixed Yuanzi Dao Leader were as cold as iron armor, as if he didn't have a body temperature, and whatever temperature was outside, he was what kind of temperature he was.

Because of this vision, he was stunned and hurriedly released his hand.

But seeing Li Yunxin's eyes squinting slightly on the horse, he didn't care about his actions - as if everything they did had nothing to do with him.

This state was seen by Ding Min when he first got rid of them from the old fox. He had also seen it when he left the army before and fought with the Red Fire General. At that time, he always felt that they all had their own reasons - the first time he saved them, it was called a superior posture. Naturally, the clouds are light and the wind is light. The second time he sat back and watched the army fight with the demons, he himself said that he hated the empty son.

But now, in the face of such a terrible enemy, in such a desperate situation, he is still doing this-

Ding Min is a smart person. Therefore, he suddenly realized that maybe he had been thinking about this Taoist master all along...... It's not a "master" or a "hateful", but ...... He really didn't really care. Nothing is done with the same clear goals and desires as those of these worldly people. He just did what he wanted, and didn't do it if he didn't want to—just like now, he didn't want to run away and didn't rush to escape, so the waves were as steady as a mountain.

Ding Min was stunned for a moment, and finally glanced at Li Yunxin. Then the horse walked away from him. He realized that this Mixed Yuan Daoist was not going to save them or give them advice because he "asked" him.

It's like those rich and noble sons in Beijing who meet a poor beggar on the road, if they are in a good mood, they will throw a dime of silver, and even ask someone to take the beggar back to the house. But if this beggar thinks that he can ask the noble man for everything, he is delusional.

Ding Min jumped off the horse - at this time, the empty Tongzi was suffering from Yan Er's three arrows, and he was furious. This team knew that the moment was on the verge of life and death, and the opponent was not something they could compete with, so they pulled out the short knife at their waist and plunged it into the ass of the war horse under their seat first!

The war horse was in pain, neighed and pulled its legs, and rushed forward into the army. So on this narrow mountain road, the army was also in chaos, and the people turned on their horses. Then Ding Min shouted: "Let's run for our lives! Those who escape must tell today's events!"

He was a veteran who had seen life and death, so he was very decisive -- when many Qing troops were still waiting and hoping for luck, they knew that there was no way to retreat, and they were going to take advantage of the chaos to break through separately. Therefore, the departure army and the empty Tongzi were slightly stunned. After this stunned, many Qingjun also followed his example, and scared away those war horses and pack horses carrying red clay. For a time, although there were only a few dozen horses, but the mountain road was even narrower, there were thousands of horses galloping, and the night was chaotic.

Sora's anger finally erupted. Seeing that the ghost emperor was not displeased, he raised his hand and raised the flying sword, shouting: "Run, where to escape!? First take the head of your painter and give it to the ghost king!"

Li Yunxin had also used this method, and he liked it very much--first to please the enemy, make them relax their vigilance, and then slowly try to do it. Kong Tongzi was also very handy, staring at the white-robed conspicuous "Mixed Yuanzi" in the chaos of the army, only when he was stunned, he stabbed it with a sword!

His flying sword had been damaged during the battle with the Red Fire General, so although it was still green now, the light flickered and faded, and the castration was not very fast. But even so, it was far faster than the feathered arrows of the world--he drank this, and the flying sword immediately arrived at the face of the mixed yuanzi!

The killing intent that had been withheld for a long time was finally released temporarily, and at this moment, Kong Tongzi felt extremely comfortable on his body, and even the blood flow was hot in this autumn cold night!

And then......

His blood clotted again.

Li Yunxin raised his hand and caught his flying sword—just as he had caught Yan Er's feather arrow before.

With two fingers.