At this time, Dongfang Yu raised his eyes to look at the young man in front of him, the two looked at each other, and the purple strange eyes were full of evil light, which made the man's mouth twitch, but he didn't know what to say, and his body was motionless. This man was really nervous, this was something that Dongfang Yu could intuitively feel, he suppressed the restlessness in his heart, it was the desire to kill, and most of his covered face made the other party unable to see it really, he took the storage bag and the sword and walked away quickly.

The middle-aged man exhaled a breath of turbid air when he saw Dongfang Yu leaving, and a ball of blue fire fell directly from his right hand, and the corpse of the middle-aged man in front of him turned into a wisp of green smoke in a moment. After half a day, he calmed himself down, and then began to cultivate, from beginning to end, he didn't dare to use his divine sense to probe Dongfang Yu's cultivation, there was no doubt that he was robbed of Dongfang Yu's 'fighting heart'.

Dongfang Yu came to the previous location again, quickly arranged the Nine-Nine Gathering Source Array again, and embarked on the cultivation process again, standing on his shoulder, constantly refining the gentle source power. Although her body shape has not changed, the speed at which she absorbs the source qi is not slow, and her cultivation has changed towards the early stage of the Yuan Infant, although her state of mind has not kept up with her cultivation, but her strength has increased significantly.

On the evening of the third day, the eight-star pattern above Daqing Mountain had been completely materialized, the purple lines flashed with dreamlike colors, and the Tai Chi pattern in the center was still rotating, transforming the source force of the fury into a gentle source force and channeling it to the interior of Daqing Mountain. At this time, there were ravines at the foot of Daqingshan Mountain, obviously there had been a big battle before, but there was no trace of blood around, even if everyone found the difference, they only put it in their hearts, but most of them put most of their hearts on perceiving the changes in the outside world.

In the center of the Gathering Source Array, Dongfang Yu is still rapidly absorbing and refining the gentle source qi, and his cultivation has been promoted to the late stage of the Yuan Infant, and the breath has begun to stabilize, but it has not been improved again, the definition of the consummation realm is not simply to reach the point of consummation of the source qi reserves, but more is the evolution of the state of mind, but this is not very applicable to Yiyi, her cultivation has directly crossed the consummation of the Jie Dan, and changed to the early stage of the Yuan Infant.

A pair of purple eyes stared around, but there were no other monks around him, and his previous actions made him qualified to occupy this area, quickly put away the Gathering Source Formation, and flew away from Daqing Mountain, he sensed that there would be danger here in a moment.

After he flew up, the monk who had reached the refining period with cultivation either led people or flew directly into the distance, and a black-clothed monk directly took Shui Mu Lily of the Valley, who was wearing a long green floral dress, and flew into the distance, directly surpassing the cultivator of the refining period in mid-air in front of him, but at this time, Shui Mu Linglan looked at the gray figure in front of him.

Among the monks who flew up, Dongfang Yu's cultivation was too eye-catching, surrounded by monks in the refining period, and his cultivation speed in the late stage of the Yuan Infant was not much slower than that of the monks in the early stage of refining the void, his purple eyes were full of demonic light, he stepped on the fantasy steps under his feet, and he carried a cyan sword at his waist, before staring at him for a moment, her heart beat even more 'happy'.

As soon as Dongfang Yu left the foot of Daqing Mountain, the purple eight-star pattern fell directly towards Daqing Mountain. As soon as those monks who realized it later flew up, the purple eight-star pattern shrouded many monks, the purple lines imprisoned the monks inside with dreamy colors, and the red and white Taiji went directly through Daqing Mountain, came to the jade gate of the huge palace below, and flew to the Taiji pattern dent on the gate, and the two were perfectly integrated.

The purple streaks morphed into a purple dagger and flew towards the shrouded monk, bringing with it a puff of red blood. The dagger ran irregularly, enveloping all sides of the foot of Daqing Mountain. One of the god-shifting monks blocked the two purple daggers that struck at his chest, and the other dagger pierced directly through his chest from behind, knocking him out of a half-foot-wide hole in his chest, and the blood flowed uncontrollably, gathering into a small pool of blood under his feet, and another purple dagger flew in, and his body was hit so hard that his soul had to escape from his body.

He thought that he would definitely die but did not see the purple dagger attacking his soul, at this time, a blood-colored stream had formed under his feet, flowing towards Daqing Mountain, looking around, one by one soul bodies of different shades appeared at the foot of Daqing Mountain, obviously he was not alone in receiving this treatment. There are people in the back who directly abandon their physical bodies, after all, the world is not as big as their own lives, and then wait for the unknown fate one by one.

At this time, many monks on the periphery of Daqing Mountain looked at the foot of the mountain, they didn't expect such a change, and they couldn't help but be glad that they didn't have the ability to pass through the source qi storm. Nearly a million monks gave up their bodies, purple daggers passed through their corpses, and countless red tributaries converged towards Daqing Mountain, even dyeing the cyan mountain into blood red, and the giant trees on the Daqing Mountain quickly dried up to reveal the red mountain, and pieces of exposed red rocks entered everyone's field of vision.

Dongfang Yu watched the changes in front of him on the periphery of Daqing Mountain, if he could send out those white mystical silk threads around the stars, he would find that these silk threads were flowing faster and faster, and his purple eyes exuded a terrifying light, and the blood was like a river passing through his heart with purple meaning, and the sound of thunder reached Dongfang Yu's ears.

The killing at the foot of Daqing Mountain continued, and at this time, a steady stream of red tributaries had turned that area into hell, and some people in the outskirts of Daqing Mountain were immersed in blood-colored terror, their red eyes looked at the many monks around them, and they directly slashed towards one side, and screams rang out one after another.

And on Dongfang Yu's side, a woman in a long green floral dress stood beside a man in black, who was none other than Shui Mu Lily of the Valley, and around her were many royal children of the Star Luo Domain. At this time, Shui Mu Linglan did not look at Daqingshan, she looked at Dongfang Yu's figure, a purple * snorting dream-colored wings on Dongfang Yu's shoulder, and the dream-like color would be liked by any little girl.

Shui Mu Suzulan's pair of sheared water autumn pupils had already recognized the figure in golden chain mail, and she was not the first to discover it, that purple * was too unique, even if it was very small now, it could be grabbed with one palm, but except for that purple *, at least they didn't know what kind of butterfly demon had a sense of dignity and majesty.

After a while, the red tributary slowly disappeared, and the source qi storm was gone, and at the foot of Daqing Mountain lay a corpse with dried blood all over its body, and all the dim soul bodies had different eyes. Their cultivation has improved to a certain extent, but his physical body is finished, and I don't know how many resources are needed to create a physical body.

Now they have to choose whether to stay or leave, the soul body alone cannot survive for long, and as for the seizure, they will simply omit it, this kind of thankless thing they will not do. In a moment, most people flew directly in the opposite direction of Daqing Mountain, they needed to leave here as soon as possible and re-condense their physical bodies, and a single soul body could only exert its own eight-layer strength, this situation was extremely dangerous here, after all, no matter how good the treasure was, it needed to have a life to enjoy.

When the red tributaries disappeared completely, the mountains shook for a while, and the Daqing Mountains split directly from the middle. Many monks flew quickly into the distance, but Dongfang Yu flew directly towards Daqing Mountain, and at the same time, Yiyi's body quickly became larger, turning into a behemoth of nearly three hundred zhang, and the purple wings were shining with golden lines, and in the surprised eyes of everyone, carrying Dongfang Yu to fly.