Looking at the independent in the wind, although he was seriously injured, but in the face of dozens of Qi Cultivation Ninth Layer cultivators, his momentum was still undiminished, Chen Mo's heart rose with deep admiration.

Today, he got to know his brother again.

In the past, the senior brother was not good at words but was understanding, and he had a cold appearance but a warm heart hidden in his chest.

Whether it is to himself or to some of the senior brothers of Xianmen, the attitude of the senior brother is so gentle.

Today, in the face of a strong enemy, he finally saw the other side of his senior brother, and the arrogance and domineering have been deeply engraved in his bone marrow and integrated into his blood.

Senior brother is a strong man, his heart is a strong man's heart, no matter when, he will not allow him to do things against his will.

At this moment, Chen Mo finally knew that a strong man like Senior Brother didn't know what it meant to endure humiliation and bear heavy burdens, and what it meant to keep Qingshan without worrying about running out of firewood.

All his intentions are clearly revealed, and even against the enemy, he is dignified and unintrigued.

Suddenly, Chen Mo found that Senior Brother was so simple, simple and worrying, in this chaotic and deceitful cultivation realm, how could a person like Senior Brother survive?

But after thinking about it carefully, Chen Mo felt that if it weren't for the 'simplicity' of his senior brother, who was concerned about distractions, would he still be able to use the meager resources provided by the Little Empty Mulberry Immortal Sect to reach the tenth level of Qi cultivation?

In this way, this 'simplicity' is so profound that it makes people sigh in their hearts, but it is hopeful but difficult to touch.

In a short instant, Chen Mo's thoughts turned several times, and he figured out that for Senior Brother, this battle was not just for a mere Xuan Grass at the beginning, and his opponent was no longer the cultivator in front of him....

And he naturally couldn't be an obstacle to his senior brother, so he immediately dispelled the idea of handing over the refining root Xuancao, and the battle intent in his chest was also ignited by Ye Piaoling, and he said to Ye Piaoling categorically: "Senior brother, junior brother understands." ”

As he spoke, Chen Mo closed his eyes and quickly comprehended the content in the jade slip.

Feeling Chen Mo's changes, the corners of Ye Piaoling's mouth hooked up with a smile when he heard this, at any time, he Ye Piaoling would not go against his will.

Life and death!

The little things...

The white jade piece in his left palm was thrown suddenly, and the blood stains of Daihe on it receded, emitting a faint white light again.

Hearing Ye Piaoling's words, many cultivators were already red-faced, embarrassed and angry, seeing that Ye Piaoling's spiritual power was weak at this time, some people around him pretended to be bold.

What stood up was a young cultivator who practiced the Qi Ninth Layer Great Perfection, with a look of anger, a magic sword in his hand emitted a faint blue light, and the tip of the sword pointed at Ye Piaoling.

"He is only one person, although he is a tenth layer of Qi training, but he has not yet built a foundation, and now he is seriously injured, which of our group of people is not a ninth layer of Qi training, only one layer of difference, are you still frightened by him?"

"Think about refining the root Xuancao, as long as you take the Xuancao, you and I are also expected to practice the tenth layer of qi. ”

Saying that, the cultivator who practiced qi in the nine-layer circle raised the sword in his hand, and the majestic spiritual power poured into the magic sword, and the tip of the magic sword rippled out a circle of blue light, and as the young cultivator pinched his fingerprint, the magic sword suddenly shot like a blue light towards Ye Piaoling.

Seeing that there was a person taking the lead, some bold cultivators finally completely puffed up, and the several magic weapons that were stirred up turned into Dao streamers and shot towards Ye Piaoling.

Ye Piaoling raised his eyebrows, and the white jade piece in his hand flew out violently, breaking the blue magic sword into two sections in an instant, and the young cultivator suddenly snorted, and blood overflowed from the corner of his mouth.

Seeing this scene, the faces of the cultivators present changed slightly, not thinking that this cultivator surnamed Ye was already at the end of the crossbow, and he was still so powerful.

Then they set their eyes on the white jade piece, and their eyes were fiery, knowing that the white jade piece must be a treasure of extremely high grade.

And at this time, although he broke the magic sword, Ye Piao's seriously injured body was shocked, even if he was as strong as him, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but overflow with blood, and he took a step back.

The cultivators were overjoyed when they saw this, and under the urging of all their strength, several streamers forced the leaves to drift from different directions.

Ye Piaoling's eyes turned sharply, he waved the white jade piece in his hand, and no longer paid attention to those spiritual arts and magic swords, but directly killed those qi cultivators with the white jade piece.

In the blink of an eye, several Qi Cultivation Ninth Layer cultivators died in Ye Piaoling's hands, and at the same time, Ye Piaoling was also wounded several times, and a magic sword passed through his chest, almost hitting his heart.

Ye Piaoling failed to break out of the encirclement, staggered a few steps before he stood up, his face was pale and there was no blood, his throat was sweet, his face was flushed, and a stream of blood wanted to spurt out, but he swallowed it alive.

The right arm swayed, Ye Piaoling's left hand was right behind Chen Mo, even if he was seriously injured, he still refused to put on the small five-element magic robe, but slowly straightened his body again, the white jade piece in his palm shook, the blood on it faded, and a pair of fearless eyes calmly stared at the masters in front of him.

For a while, everyone was shocked by Ye Piaoling, they didn't dare to imagine, how could there be such a person in this world?

The battle is crazy but rational;

I don't know fear, I don't know life and death!

It was obvious that it was already at the end of the strong crossbow, but it had forcibly killed several ninth-level Qi cultivators.

Thinking of this, the cultivators felt cold all over their bodies, and their eyes were terrified.

But they also know that Ye Piaoling will run out of spiritual power sooner or later and die, but in this process, I don't know how many cultivators will take their lives, and will there be themselves among them?

Everyone didn't dare to move forward for a while, but under the stimulation of a cultivator who practiced Qi Nine-Layer Great Perfection with Refining Root Xuancao, they rushed forward again, and fought fiercely for a long time, and the nine-layer Qi cultivator in the field was killed or injured by less than half, Ye Piaoling was wounded by more than ten times, and finally he was still able to break through the encirclement, he underestimated the dedication of these people to refining the Root Xuancao.

Ye Piaoling gritted his teeth, held his breath, and just as he was about to fight to the death in the end, the mutation rose sharply.

The earth shook violently again, and the black jar above the black platform in the center of the lake shot out dozens of black and white chains.

Several of the cultivators couldn't dodge and were directly pierced by the chains, and with a few screams, the cultivators began to wither from the pierced parts, no matter how much they struggled, they finally turned into several puddles of ashes.

Then dozens of black and white chains pierced into the earth, followed by a terrible roar that shook the mountains and rivers from the bottom of the lake.

Immediately after that, the ground at the bottom of the lake rolled violently, cracks appeared, and countless blood qi began to burst out of the cracks, and several cultivators who couldn't dodge were eroded by this blood qi, melting like candles, emitting a foul smell like rotting corpses.

This scene suddenly frightened many of the cultivators present to stop fighting and quickly move away from the blood.

And at this moment, a blood shadow suddenly burst out of the crack at the bottom of the lake, and with lightning speed, it pounced on a cultivator who was practicing Qi at the ninth level of the Great Perfection.