"The blood sacrifice is really gang, there is no trace of it!"

Yang Zhenyuan didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately used the secret method of pressing the bottom of the box.

On his body, a cloud of blood-colored mist rose and wrapped around his body, as if a blood-red flame had ignited.

Shout!

In an instant, Yang Zhenyuan turned into a blood-colored streamer, flashing in the sky.

He was originally a five-fold monk in the foundation building period, and his Gang Qi was condensed into a true gang, and his speed was far better than that of ordinary foundation building periods.

Now, he has even used the Blood Escape Secret Method, and the speed has reached a terrifying level.

"Hahaha...... Stupid, mentally retarded, stupid coin! Unexpectedly, Lao Tzu also hid a means of escaping at the bottom of the box. ”

"As long as you flee back to the Qingyang Sect, I will immediately report this matter to the elders. Kill the true disciples, even if you have ten lives, it's not enough to compensate!"

Yang Zhenyuan laughed wildly.

He made a sudden move, and he escaped directly, and appeared thousands of meters away in an instant, and after a few breaths, he had already swept over a distance of 10,000 meters.

No matter how weird Qin Yi is, he is just a threefold monk in the foundation building period after all, and if he can kill the two true inheritances in an instant, it is already against the sky.

It's impossible to beat even the speed......

Swish!

Yang Zhenyuan's face turned pale in an instant.

While he was thinking about it, he looked up and suddenly saw an indifferent face.

"What's the matter, little brother?"

Qin Yi appeared beside him inexplicably, following closely at exactly the same speed.

The two of them flew at the same speed, as if the other was at a standstill.

"No, it can't be!"

Yang Zhenyuan exclaimed.

"Thousands of miles of blood!"

He gritted his teeth fiercely, opened his mouth and squirted out a mouthful of essence blood, which turned into a thick blood mist and wrapped around his body.

As soon as this blood mist appeared, Yang Zhenyuan's speed increased again, and it disappeared as soon as he slipped away.

"Hahaha...... You can't catch up with me now!" Yang Zhenyuan laughed.

However, before he could laugh a few more times, that indifferent face appeared again.

"What's the matter, little brother?"

The cold words directly scared Yang Zhenyuan out of a cold sweat.

"Impossible, absolutely impossible! Blood escape, burn me!"

Crash!

The essence and blood of his whole body burned violently, soaked in blood and fire, and he was desperate to increase his speed.

"I don't believe that you can catch up with the old ...... Old...... Old ......"

Yang Zhenyuan stammered, stammered, and couldn't say that.

Because, that indifferent face appeared again.

Closely following his left side, he turned his head and said coldly-"What's the matter, little brother?"

Burst!

A mouthful of old blood spurted out.

It's just like a fountain, Yang Zhenyuan squirted blood non-stop, and the whole person turned into a blood squirting machine, spraying blood everywhere.

He!

Already speechless!

No matter how you fly, how you escape, how crazy you increase your speed.

That man, with that indifferent face, can always appear next to him in the next second.

Especially that cold sentence, repeated constantly, it almost made him nervous.

"Kill me!"

Yang Zhenyuan roared angrily.

Eyes are cracking, and the face is full of madness!

He's going crazy.

"As you wish!"

Click!

Qin Yi gently twisted his neck.

Even if he made a random move, he would directly kill this true disciple of the fifth level of the foundation building period, and there would be no life on his body.

Level 3 one-trick spike!

Crossing three small realms, skipping the level and killing.

With the current threefold realm of Qin Yi's foundation building period, let alone a fivefold one, even if it is a sixfold monk, it will be difficult to escape death in his hands.

"Whew!"

After devouring Yang Zhenyuan's cultivation, Qin Yi's realm reached the peak of the triple foundation building period.

Tens of millions of pounds of power, terrifying and boundless!

Moreover, after all, he devoured the three major foundation building periods one after another, especially this Yang Zhenyuan, who cultivated profoundly.

The current Qin Yi is already the pinnacle of the peak, the limit of the limit, and he is only the last bit away from breaking through the realm and being promoted to the fourth level.

However, he did not revel in the pleasure of the surge in strength, but after scavenging the things on Yang Zhenyuan's body.

Turn around and run!

Level 10 line word secret, ten times the speed, directly deployed.

At the same time, Qin Yi even used level 3 teleportation, a distance of 10,000 meters, in an instant.

He didn't dare to stop at all, even for a second, even for a moment.

Because, he killed the three true disciples in a row.

I'm afraid that now, the entire Qingyang faction is going to shake the mountains.

Any true disciple is a cultivator in the foundation building period, the mainstay of the Qingyang Sect, and the foundation of the future.

Now, with the death of three true disciples in a row, the Qingyang Sect must not make a fuss?

Wang Dalong was the second true disciple of the Three Elders.

Song Qingyun was the third true disciple of the Four Elders.

Yang Zhenyuan was the first true disciple of the Five Elders.

Now, all three of them are dead, and I'm afraid the three elders will vomit blood and go crazy looking for the murderer.

This is different from when Qin Yi killed Sun Zhan and the others.

Those three are just mere inner disciples, their realm is low, their identities are ordinary, and it is normal for a few or even a dozen to die every year.

Even if the torture hall suspected Qin Yi, they could only search his house, and they could not find evidence at all, let alone convict him.

But now it was different, the three True Transmission disciples were killed at the same time, and the three elders were directly furious.

I'm afraid, they will take it personally.

If Qin Yi didn't run farther, he would be bumped into by those three elders. When the time comes, even if there is no evidence, he will have to be skinned alive.

In comparison, Boss Ji, who was in the ninth stage of Qi refining, was insignificant.

Bang!

A huge figure descended on the battlefield just now.

The old man in black with a beard is as imposing as a humanoid tyrannosaurus, and he is powerful in all directions.

It's the Three Elders.

Boom! Boom!

Two terrifying auras descended one after another.

It was the four elders and the five elders.

The three of them gathered together, and their momentum was like a raging wave, like a wild dragon roaring.

Compared to these three elders, even Yang Zhenyuan's five-fold foundation building period seemed as weak as an ant, and it was not worth mentioning at all.

"Who is it? Who dares to kill my disciples?"

The three elders were furious, raised their hands and pressed them, like the wrath of the gods, and the majestic mana turned into a giant hand covering the sky, and suddenly suppressed it.

Bang!

Hundreds of meters of ground around, the entire subsidence was several meters deep, and a terrifying huge palm print appeared.

"Qingyun, who killed you?"

The four elders were furious, and they casually struck out a palm, directly bombarding a million-jin boulder not far away into pieces in the sky.

"Ah, I'm going to kill your whole family, I'm going to kill your whole house!"

The Fifth Elder was even more insane.

A sword fell, and the sword was thousands of meters longitudinal, and the earth was cracked because of it!

Yang Zhenyuan is his first true disciple, a five-fold monk in the foundation building period, I don't know how much effort it took him.

But now, it's all gone!