Dense forest to the east.

The light of the six-pointed star array bloomed to the extreme, the glow was brilliant, and the six figures all urged their power to the maximum, pouring into the most central altar.

The black light in the altar rolled, making a strange whistling, and bursts of mysterious breath continued to diffuse from the altar, as if echoing something in the dark, suddenly, a blue light in the distance attacked, piercing the night sky, as fast as lightning, and rushed directly into the altar.

Bang!

The blue light struck, shattering the black altar on the spot.

The six figures were all shaken, their blood was churning, and the corners of their mouths were bleeding.

There is an extra cyan ancient lamp on the ground, like a lotus blooming, ancient and mysterious, and the surface is covered with strange patterns.

"It's here, let's go!"

One of them hurriedly grabbed the cyan ancient lamp and shouted.

A group of people also hurriedly got up and were about to leave.

The surrounding figures also received orders, and they also hurriedly dispersed into the distance.

But at this moment, the man's body suddenly shook, stopped, and his eyes widened in horror.

"What's wrong?"

The five suddenly stopped and looked at him.

"The wick is gone. ”

The man's voice trembled.

"What?"

"How is this possible?"

The faces of the five people changed, and they hurriedly walked over and looked at the cyan ancient lamp.

At first glance, they all gasped.

Inside the green light, it was dark.

In the original wick position, only a mysterious hole remained.

"Oh no, the wick is still in that seal, get over it. ”

One of them suddenly reacted and shouted.

The soul renewing lamp, without the wick, is not far from scrap iron.

All functions are maintained by the wick!

The six of them were about to rise to the sky in a hurry.

That's it!

A loud roar came, and the terrifying aura was immense, and the two Heavenly Rank figures carried an incomparably terrifying aura and rushed over in an instant.

At the same time, there was also a long howl from the north, and the white light was shining, like a meteor falling from the sky, attacking the six people.

"You stop them, Wu Dao and I go to find the wick. ”

A figure spoke, drank.

Immediately, four people rose into the sky and met the three people who were chasing after them.

The remaining two were hazy and rushed towards the valley in the distance in an instant.

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Qi Yu Xuanang, the young man with jade on his waist, looked sluggish, looking at the yellow cloth in his hands, it was still difficult to react.

The Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending actually took the initiative to fall into his hands?

Is this to confess Him as Lord?

Even if he was calm and calm in the past, he couldn't help but tremble his hands at this moment, and he was extremely excited.

The middle-aged man next to him was shocked, suddenly reacted, and exclaimed: "I know, you are practicing Zixia Divine Skill, and the righteous qi is awe-inspiring, such as Zixia coming from the east, representing the righteous qi of heaven and earth, and only then was it sensed by the divine skill and automatically rushed in." ”

Call!

As soon as the words fell, a group of Jianghu guests' eyes were red, and they all rushed over instantly.

Rushing to the front was a figure wearing a demon mask, which was extremely fast, and slapped it with one palm.

The middle-aged man shouted: "Bold thief, An dare is rampant!"

The body was vertical, and a palm greeted it.

Bang!

In a photo, the middle-aged man was shocked and sprayed blood on the spot, flying upside down for more than ten meters.

Zhang Yuan only had less than thirty percent of his palm power, otherwise with the second-order great success power that Ren Xingyun had instilled in him now, he could directly blow up the middle-aged man with one move.

Flying away from the middle-aged man, his body was undiminished, as fast as light and shadow, and he continued to rush towards the young man with a magnificent weapon, and slapped it out with one palm.

I'm sorry brother, the eighteen palms of the dragon descend, I'll borrow it for two days, and I'll definitely pay you back in the future.

Seeing Zhang Yuan's palm shaking his companions, the young man's face changed, he roared, his internal strength was transported to the maximum, the purple glow in the palm of his hand was permeated, the breath was long and heavy, and he greeted Zhang Yuan with one palm.

Bang!

There was another muffled sound, and the young man spurted blood wildly and flew upside down on the spot.

The yellow cloth silk in his hand rose directly into the sky, and Zhang Yuan jumped up and grabbed it in his hand.

The other Jianghu guests hurriedly rushed towards him.

"Put down the magic and spare you from dying!"

"It's him, he's the West Poison Ouyang Feng, everyone be careful of his palm power!"

Suddenly, there was a loud shout from the crowd.

A group of powerhouses from the Jiangzuo Sun clan also rushed over and recognized Zhang Yuan's mask and figure.

Call!

As soon as the yellow cloth silk arrived, suddenly there was a powerful sound of breaking the air behind him, as if someone was performing kung fu such as splitting the empty palm, slashing towards him.

Zhang Yuan's body spun rapidly in mid-air, avoiding it in an instant.

Bang!

A terrifying layer of palm force brushed against him, instantly rushing into the dense forest in the distance, knocking down patches of trees.

Zhang Yuan landed on his feet, unwilling to entangle, and hurriedly exerted his speed and rushed into the distance.

Under the strength of the second-order Dacheng, the speed unfolded, and it was indescribably fast.

Although it can't shrink into inches like Ren Xingyun, it is also faster than before, I don't know how much.

Sou!

The figure flashed, and rushed into the depths of the dense forest.

Behind him, there was an angry shout, and many strong people were exerting their strength one after another, chasing after Zhang Yuan.

The young man from before, vomiting blood, his face was pale, lying not far away, almost paralyzed by a palm, trembling all over, unable to exert a trace of strength.

"Damn, my Eighteen Dragon-Descending Palms. ”

His eyes were red, almost mad.

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There was an angry roar from the ground, and a terrifying loud noise continued to vibrate, and suddenly, the surface of the ground exploded, and all the figures who had rushed down quickly rushed over.

"Damn, what about the eighteen palms of the dragon?"

"The soul lamp has also been summoned, who is calculating?"

They roared in anger and shook the world.

Suddenly, two figures rushed towards the valley in the distance.

Ren Xingyun and the others all had a sense, a divine light shot out of their eyes, and they quickly looked over.

In an instant, he noticed the cyan ancient lamp in the hand of one of them.

"Soul Renewal Lamp!"

A white figure beside him shouted and rushed over first.

Then everyone rushed out one after another, and the breath was overwhelming.

Zhang Yuan's heart was pounding wildly, and it was difficult to contain.

In any case, I didn't expect that the Eighteen Palms of the Dragon Descending would be so easy.

But soon a little guilt appeared in my heart.

Is it really good to rob like this?

Forget it, the person who robbed it was Ouyang Feng, the Western Poison, and it wasn't Zhang Yuan, my sky-turner.

I turned the sky upside down, and I was anxious for justice and righteousness, how could I do such a thing?

I quickly figured it out in my heart, and ran forward even more excitedly.

The piercing whistling sound behind him was rapidly approaching, and although his speed was fast, he was finally followed by some third-order masters.

"Bold Ouyang Feng, stay for me!"

Suddenly, a loud shout came, and a warrior rose up, with a long knife in his hand, swung it, and slashed directly behind him.

Bang!

The more than ten meters long Daogang caught up in an instant, terrifying, and the dense forests on both sides continued to explode along the way.

In a moment, Zhang Yuan hurriedly avoided it.

"Compare knives with me, the old man will teach you what is the knife technique!"

Zhang Yuan's voice was hoarse, he quickly turned around, pulled out the snow drink, and his palm was shocked, and a white light was monstrous.

Directly slashed down with a knife.

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