Chen Yi's pupils were shocked, and he could tell that this Nine Demon Locking Heaven Great Array was from the hand of the Golden Immortal. In the Sword Sect, the only possibility that can break the formation is Ji Li.

But what Chen Yi needs now is time, within three minutes, the cold poison on Wang Xiaoya's body will be completely detonated, how short is three minutes.

Almost the last glimmer of hope was extinguished, Chen Yi held Wang Xiaoya's hand tightly. At this moment, his mind was about to go blank and out of proportion. He was afraid, afraid that the eldest lady would leave like this.

"It's going to be fine...... Chen Yi muttered, staring at Wang Xiaoya: "We have experienced so many storms, and this time it won't knock us down." ”

Wang Xiaoya's body was infiltrated and raging in the cold and biting cold, trembling constantly, and even her bones began to rattle, her white lips were unconsciously biting red, and blood seeped out, but she didn't shout half a word.

"Is there really no other way?" Chen Yi's eyes looked at the Demon Divine Turtle with a faint redness.

"Hahaha......"

At this time, a wanton laughter resounded, and a group of figures above the Nine Demon Locking Heaven Great Array descended straight down, spreading out in all directions in an instant, and the strong power spread all over the heaven and earth.

One after another, the silver-clothed figures, expressionless, divided into two rows and lined up, surrounding everyone in the Sword Sect.

One row held a blood demon weapon, and the other held a chain of immortal locks. In addition to the weapons in their hands, their own strength is also extremely strong.

Of course, the most shocking thing is the few people in front, one of whom is the old person Ji Li knew.

"Zhuge Bin!"

Ji Li Immortal gritted his teeth, and the murderous intent in his eyes surged. If the Demon Gate of the Praetorian Guard Family is the enemy of the Sword Sect, then the one who makes the Sword Sect people hate it the most is their traitor after all, Zhuge Yimai.

This vein was one of the main forces of the Sword Sect at the beginning, but it was their betrayal that caused the Sword Sect to collapse like a landslide.

Ji Li's expression was surging with the slightest murderous intent, and it was also extremely solemn.

Zhuge Bin, when he was in the Sword Sect, his strength was on par with himself, and in the past hundred years, his soul has been dedicated to the Demon Gate, and he must have gained a lot of benefits from it, reaching the level of a golden immortal. Even, Ji Li Immortal felt a hint of danger.

"I was still wondering, who killed Senior Brother Zhuge Chi, it turned out to be ...... What an infatuated sword immortal, you can still come back to life for a hundred years. ”

Zhuge Bin looked down at Ji Li Immortal condescendingly, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.

"Your potential is very good, Ji Li, I can give you a chance, as long as you surrender to the young master of the dark pupil, then the Sword Sect can still have a chance to survive today, no matter what, you have also made a contribution to us today!"

Hearing this, Ji Li stared coldly at Zhuge Bin: "It turns out that the fierce Demon Gate is not an iron bucket, but Zhuge Bin, do you think that everyone will be like you Zhuge Yimai, there is no man?"

Ji Li Immortal sneered: "I don't care what kind of young master or blind master you are, today's battle is!"

Shout!

The divine sword in Ji Li's immortal's hand pointed at Zhuge Bin, and Zhuge Bin sneered: "Others are afraid that you are a sword immortal, but don't forget, I am also a sword immortal!"

Swish!

In the snap of his fingers, a divine sword came out of its sheath and bloomed with infinite brilliance: "Moreover, I want to tell you an ironclad fact, only Zhuge is qualified to take a divine sword!"

Sonorous and sonorous......

The two figures fought fiercely in an instant, and the rest of the Sword Sect did not move, vigilantly guarding the silver-clothed people who were eyeing all around.

However, before Zhuge Bin gave the order, everyone gathered around.

It was another battle between the two peerless sword immortals, and this time Chen Yi was even more sure that most of the power of the disappeared Sword Sect Zhuge still existed on the earth, and this power was even stronger than any Praetorian Guard family, and they originally belonged to the Sword Sect.

Burst!

At this moment, another burst of blood spurted out of Wang Xiaoya's mouth.

"Is there really no way, is there really no way?" Chen Yi didn't dare to let go of Wang Xiaoya's hand, and his internal qi poured into it without hesitation.

But it couldn't stop the cold air from invading Wang Xiaoya's body, and even at this moment, Liu Feng could feel that Wang Xiaoya's breath of life was gradually disappearing.

This is not an ancient desolate world, Chen Yi can't save Wang Xiaoya by revitalizing Yao Gu, not to mention that Xiao Shenlong's technique of returning to heaven can only be used once in a hundred years.

At this moment, even the Demon Turtle couldn't help but wipe a trace of helplessness in his eyes.

"Chen Yi! I said that I would make you miserable, life is better than death!hahaha......" At this time, the cold whip immortal's cruel laughing voice suddenly and strangely penetrated through the cold poison, resounding out of thin air, shaking Chen Yi's soul.

At this moment, Chen Yi's eyes burst out with a strong blood-red light. Monstrous hatred, fists clenched.

"Cold whip old thief!" Chen Yi's eyes were extremely red, the pain on Wang Xiaoya's body became more and more intense, and she suddenly couldn't help but let out a light snort, her expression was extremely painful, and Chen Yi was even more heartbroken.

On the island in the middle of the lake, in the jungle, the sound of cruel laughter kept ringing out. The Cold Whip Immortal laughed wantonly, as if he had seen the pain that Chen Yi and Wang Xiaoya had experienced together.

The strange light on the altar kept flashing with dazzling and evil brilliance, and one after another mysterious white light fell on the wooden man engraved with Wang Xiaoya's birthday.

"In less than a minute, Chen Yi, you will see Wang Xiaoya go to hell with your own eyes!" the cold whip immortal smiled fiercely, urging the cold qi on his body.

The voice was piercing and spread in all directions, and among the trees, the monk was shocked.

"It turns out that this weird witchcraft is aimed at my sister-in-law!"

Monk Kong's face changed: "According to this old thief, it will take less than a minute for this witchcraft to be completely completed...... Why hasn't Miao Miao come back with news yet?"

Monk Konggong raised his head, looked anxiously into the distance, took a deep breath, his eyes fell on the wooden man on the altar, and he gritted his teeth violently: "No matter what, no matter what, I must find a way to stop it!"

The figure of the monk was quietly approaching, and at this moment, he could be described as bold. He was nothing more than a first-order Buddha, while the Cold Whip Immortal was a terrifying fifth-order immortal.

The strength of the two sides is very different, and Monk Konggong chose to make a move desperately at such a critical moment. The figure was like the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it appeared dozens of meters away from the altar.

Sou!

Monk Konggong instantly took out the Buddha Yuan Wooden Fish in his hand, and knocked it down with a bang, the sound came abruptly, like thunder, and many strange lights above the altar were shattered.

At this moment, the Cold Whip Immortal suddenly turned his face sideways, and his eyes were like an electric explosion gushing out with a strong killing intent: "Stinky bald donkey, you dare to come and destroy the good deeds of this immortal!"

With a wave of his hand, the long whip suddenly burst out, and it slapped at the monk like lightning, and the earth-destroying power made the monk feel as if he was about to suffocate.

The Buddha Yuan Muyu in his hand was in his hand, and the figure suddenly fell sharply, suddenly raised his hand, and the Vajra Descending Wand was in his hand, and hit one of the Divine Whip Gate powerhouses with a bang, and the person was caught off guard, his body was knocked away, and the altar was knocked through a gap.

"Go die!" The cold whip immortal's face was cold, and in an instant, he locked on the monk Kong, and the whip shadow was like thunder.

"Ten thousand years in a flash!

The difference in strength between the two sides was too big, and Monk Konggong had no second choice at all, and directly used a powerful secret method to improve his strength in an instant.

But the distance from the cold whip immortal is still a world apart, the huge golden body of the Buddha is displayed out of thin air, and the long whip is bombarded to pieces in an instant.

Burst!

Monk Konggong spurted out a mouthful of blood, and almost at the same time, the Vajra Descending Wand in his hand flew out directly, crashing into the Cold Whip Immortal.

The eyes of the cold whip immortal flashed with contempt, and he raised his hand to knock down the Vajra wand, and at this moment, the lightning and stone flashed, and the other hand of the monk Konggong took out a string of Buddhist beads and waved it out.

Rumble!

The Buddha bead slammed heavily on the wooden man, and with a bang, cracks appeared on the wooden man's body, and then it exploded directly.

At this moment, the eyes of the Cold Whip Immortal revealed a hideous look: "Dog is bold! The altar of this immortal dares to destroy it? Today, this immortal is bound to want you to die without a place to be buried!"

"Do you think it's useful to destroy this piece of wood now? The cold poison has completely invaded Wang Xiaoya's body, even if she doesn't die within a minute, she won't be able to last ten minutes, and you, will die faster than her!"

Syllable!

A cold whip slapped on the body of the monk Kong, and the light of the golden cicada's robe rose, but the monk could not help but spurt out a mouthful of blood, and the seriously injured figure fell backwards sharply, falling into the lake with a bang.

"Suffer death!"

The figure of the cold whip immortal flashed away suddenly, and at this time, there was a long howling sound in the distance, like a dragon chanting the heavens and the earth, and the thick and fierce aura covered the whole world.

"Who is it?"

The face of the Cold Whip Immortal changed suddenly, but his reaction was quick and decisive, his eyes flashed with a trace of unwillingness, and he turned around directly, and his figure disappeared between heaven and earth like lightning, even ignoring the rest of the Divine Whip disciples.

In less than thirty seconds, the figures of Liu Xian and Liu Ruomei arrived.

"Ruomei, you save people first!" Liu Xianren slapped his palm towards the lake, and in an instant, the lake splashed.

Monk Kong's body was shaken up, but he was already in a coma at the moment, and it was a great luck to be able to save his life if he withstood the attacks of several fifth-order immortals with the strength of a first-order immortal.

Liu Ruomei instantly waved out the Shennong Ding and put the monk Gonggong into it.

At this time, Liu Xianren rushed into the woods, without mercy, and killed all the Divine Whip Men inside with a gesture, and the altar was also destroyed.

"We're still a step late. After witnessing everything in the woods, Liu Xianren also understood what was going on here, and his expression was gloomy.

The Cold Whip Immortal was too cunning and fled in advance, and with his strength, it was almost impossible to pull him out in a short period of time.

Almost at the same time, on the Nameless Peak, the battle between the two peerless sword immortals became more and more intense.

Zhuge Bin swung out his divine sword, and his voice was arrogant: "The remnants of the Sword Sect, no matter how hard you struggle, destruction is an inevitable end for you!"

In an instant, the sword intent on Zhuge Bin's body suddenly increased by a few points again.