The illusion took out the Qinglong Town Jade Pendant again, sighed and said, "This Qinglong Town Jade Pendant...... Treat it as the inheritance of my lineage, and leave it to you!"

Huan Zhen turned around and was about to speak to Han Yue, but heard Han Yue preemptively say: "Master, Master, don't arrange for the disciple, the disciple's qualifications are really not very good, if it is not for chance, he will not be able to enter the Xuanwu Sect, this time the Xuanwu Sect is in a catastrophe, there must always be a few loyal people, the disciple is willing to accompany the master, the master, the ancestors, to be the loyal people." Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Seeing Han Yue's resolute gaze, Huan Zhen sighed, changed the list slightly, and ordered the two hundred and fifty to leave immediately.

The Xuanwu Sect was crying, and the two hundred and fifty disciples, under the persuasion of everyone, wiped away the tears from their eyes, and escaped from the Xuanwu Peak through a gap let by the Demon Sect everyone.

They don't dare to fly with their swords, there are still many Demon Sect disciples on the periphery of this Xuanwu Peak, and there are many disciples of affiliated sects, among which there are many distractions and Mahayana masters, if they are discovered, the hard work of Bingyun's predecessors will be in vain. can only rely on the familiarity with the terrain of Tianling, divided into more than ten roads, and each escaped, I really hope that as much as I can escape, there are as many as I can, and Han Yu'er This way, there are only about a dozen people such as Liuyun.

Seeing that the two hundred and fifty disciples had disappeared into the mountains and rocks jungle, Bingyun breathed a sigh of relief and shouted loudly, "Who else is here to send them to death?"

These words can anger one, it is the left envoy of the Western Desert Demon Sect, Qu Zhonghuan, known as the Great Demon King, has seen Bingyun's methods, and he is proud of his amazing defense, he is not afraid of the ice lotus blooming, he jumped out, and shouted: "Little Lao'er, Hugh is rampant, I Qu Zhonghuan is here to fight you!"

This one is not simple, stepping on the second-grade golden lotus platform, with five colors of open light gas on his head, holding a 3,800-pound mountain opening giant axe, wearing a black dragon playing with the moon and geese, and five black gases around his body, and countless golden lights flashing between the black gases, and he is a good demon god.

Bingyun hooked his hand at him and said with a smile: "If you want to die, just come here!"

Qu Zhonghuan couldn't stand such a provocation, shouted, raised the giant axe, and slashed towards the ice cloud on the spot, only hearing a "hiss" between heaven and earth, the space was cut out of a huge gap by the axe, and he was about to cut the ice cloud Dao people under the axe.

Bingyun was afraid of him, the ice sword in his hand waved, turning into a glacier, resisting Qu Zhonghuan, taking advantage of the time when he broke the glacier, the ice sword moved, and hundreds of millions of sword shadows reappeared, only to listen to the "brush brush brush ......" Ice lotus bloomed again, and countless sword rays slashed towards Qu Zhonghuan.

"It's a good time!" Qu Zhonghuan's eyes widened angrily, and he burst into a shout, only to see five black qi lingering in one place, turning into a black curtain, protecting Qu Zhonghuan in it, and at the same time wielding a giant axe, blocking the sword, the hundreds of millions of swords were helpless.

Bingyun sneered, threw the ice sword, and shouted: "Go!" The ice sword went straight to Qu Zhonghuan's head, Qu Zhonghuan was shocked, he didn't expect that the people of Bingyun Dao would abandon the ice sword, and hurriedly danced the giant axe to resist, but the ice sword was not a real form, blocking the air, and in an instant, it pierced the black curtain, Qu Zhonghuan gritted his teeth, separated his divine sense, turned into an entity, and resisted the ice sword.

At this moment, I heard Bingyun shout "Boom!", only to hear another earth-shattering loud noise, the Mighty Demon King wanted to dodge again, it was too late, the black gas dissipated, and half of the corpse fell to the Xuanwu Peak.

Elder Bingyun spat out a few mouthfuls of essence blood, and his body was already a little unstable, a good Bingyun Dao person, he exploded the Lotus Platform in one battle, defeated the leader of the Qingjiao Sect, and then fought the Ice Sword, and slashed Qu Zhonghuan in the array, the Ice Sword was his natal magic weapon, and if he exploded the Ice Sword, he would be considered to have lost half of his life.

Yin Shiwei, the leader of the Yinshan Sect, saw the bargain, flew forward, and said with a smile: "Bingyun Lao'er, don't go, wait for me Yin Shiwei to fight you!"

The people of the Xuanwu Sect scolded Yin Shi for being insidious, and Elder Bingyun was already seriously injured, how could he defeat him? Several elders rushed forward, wanting to replace Bingyun, Elder Bingyun shook his head and said: "None of you are his opponents, how can I take care of this injury for a while? I fought for this old life, and I will also hit this guy hard, and you will clean him up again!"

Everyone also knew that Bingyun was telling the truth, and silently retreated, and the faces of the Xuanwu Sect disciples were full of pathos and anger.

Huan Zhen and the others persuaded one after another: "Ancestor Bingyun, you take the opportunity to leave, for the sake of the Xuanwu Sect, you have done enough! The escaped disciple still needs your protection!"

Elder Bingyun shook his head and said, "Arrange for the disciple to leave, this old bone of the old Dao is gone!"

He smiled at the Yinshan Sect Master again: "Don't worry, don't worry, it's not at this time, when this group of disciples leaves, Lao Dao will fight with you again!"

Many disciples burst into tears, everyone knew that in this battle, this Xuanwu celebrity who had practiced for more than 100,000 years would definitely die. One of the Xuanwu Sect's Optimus Primes is about to collapse.

The cold wind is howling like a ghost's throat, and the thick clouds cover the sun, who is sad?

"Boom" and then there was an explosion that shook the mountain, and the high-wind, fairy-winded Bingyun had made countless dusts and dissipated in this world, and as soon as he fought, Elder Bingyun rushed to Yin Shiwei's side regardless of the number of wounds in his body, and blew himself up.

At this time, the Xuanwu Sect naturally lost, but it also hit Yin Shiwei hard, so that he could no longer fight.

"It's my turn!" another tens of thousands of years of Taoist post-tribulation elder stepped forward.

......

"Boom" "Boom" "Boom" ......

On the Xuanwu Peak, the sound of self-explosion continued one after another.

Groups of disciples went down the mountain and left, but the price they paid was that the twenty-four scattered immortals of the Xuanwu Sect, and the thirty-two tribulation masters left on their own, and all of them turned into dust. Twenty-eight batches of seven thousand disciples also fled from Xuanwu Peak because of this. The Demon Sect also lost eighteen Tribulation Masters and seriously injured thirty-five Tribulation Masters, just because the elders of the Xuanwu Sect would not hesitate to choose to blow themselves up when they knew that they were invincible.

Illusory Zhen took a look at the remaining one hundred and sixty-five Mahayana realm masters in the Xuanwu Sect, and there was no one who had passed the tribulation or scattered immortals. And there are no less than 300 masters of the Demon Sect.

"It's my turn!" "Phantom Void glanced back at Phantom Void and said, "Senior Brother Phantom Void, it's up to you to decide who you arrange to leave in the future!"

Phantom nodded and said, "Go ahead!

Phantom Zhen walked to the front of the battle to invite the battle, and several demons were eager to try, and suddenly heard someone behind him shouting: "Wait, let me do it this time!" The sound of chains moved, and a sturdy man wrapped himself in chains, brushed aside everyone, walked to Hu Yanshuo and asked, "This thing, can't it be impossible?"

"Senior brother?" Phantom Zhen looked over, it was no longer the original one, the chic and upright, arrogant junior brother, his body was wrapped with chains, his back was slightly rickety, and his weather-beaten face had been carved with a few deep wrinkles.