"Qingyu! Quickly destroy the teleportation circle!"

Just as Jian Zhenluo and Jian Qingluo were quietly discussing, Lin Caicheng had already stepped forward and shouted, "Don't let the masters of the cultivation realm invade the continent again!"

As soon as Lin Caicheng said this, there was an uproar among the people, one by one, as if they remembered something, their faces changed greatly, and they began to discuss, even many young disciples of the Daomen looked at Xuan Zhen and the others who were sitting cross-legged with their eyes closed and the stone platform between them with a look of surprise!

100,000 years ago, the tragedy of the ancient war has spread on the continent to this day, and the cultivation method of the continent's Soul Casting Period has all been lost.

Jian Qingyu was silent, but his heart became more and more solemn, his body was like electricity, and he ran around the second-grade attack spirit array, his eyes quickly swept around, searching for the formation base!

Dao Hong's real face was also extremely ugly, the matter had come to this point, the Dao Gate Foundation had been destroyed in one fell swoop, and he must no longer allow the teleportation circle to have an accident. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

The thought rose in his heart, and Dao Hong's face also showed a look of determination, and with a flip of his hand, an orange jade plate the size of a palm appeared in his hand, and the formation jade plate was put away by him.

"Since you are killing yourself, the old way will fulfill you!"

Dao Hong shouted, dragging the orange jade plate in his left hand, the handprint of his right hand changed, and there were words in his mouth, and the orange jade plate that looked extremely ordinary suddenly had a golden light, and as the jade plate shattered inch by inch, a wave of terrifying aura spread.

Everyone's complexion changed greatly, even Lin Caicheng and the others turned slightly pale, and many acquired masters fainted one after another!

Jian Qingyu, who was looking for the second-grade attack Spirit Array Formation Base, also had a great change in complexion, stopped his body, and looked solemnly at the direction above his head.

Above the sky, golden light flew out from the shattered orange jade plate, and in the blink of an eye, a huge golden mountain was formed above Jian Qingyu's head, and at the same time, the aura of heaven and earth quickly converged, and the golden mountain peak continued to grow larger and condensed, and the terrifying aura made Jian Qingyu's feet fall into the bluestone floor.

Although Jian Qingyu didn't know what kind of spell Hong was casting, the power of this kind of attack had definitely surpassed the means of the Spirit Casting Period, and even the power of the second-grade attack Spirit Array's blow must not be comparable!

Taking a deep breath slowly, Jian Qingyu put the Qingguang Sword in front of him, the long sword pointed directly at the golden mountain peak in the sky, and the blood-colored light around his body was flourishing, and then, Jian Qingyu's left hand flicked his fingers, and a drop of golden blood flew out and merged into the Qingguang Sword.

The golden light flowed, and in an instant, the cyan long sword shrouded in blood-colored light turned golden, and the blood light on the blade rose, and a sword aura that was not weaker than the golden mountain peak diffused out.

Everyone looked at Jian Qingyu's magical and terrifying means, and they couldn't help but be secretly shocked in their hearts, even Jian Qingluo, who had always had a calm face, his eyes instantly became solemn, and a strong look of jealousy still appeared in his eyes!

Dao Hong Zhenren looked at Jian Qingyu's means that were not weaker than the orange jade plate given by his own master, his heart sank suddenly, and his face couldn't help showing a look of horror, this kind of means had far surpassed him!

"You must die!

Dao Hong Zhenren was like a desperate gambler, his eyes were red, he screamed angrily, and his right hand was pressed weakly, and the golden mountain peak fell down suddenly, and the terrifying strong wind directly annihilated all the bluestone floors around Jian Qingyu, turning into a big pit!

"Broken!"

Jian Qingyu also snorted softly, his voice was like thunder, and the golden lightsaber shrouded in blood-colored light stabbed towards the golden peak.

The strong wind swept away, and the robe on Jian Qingyu's body was instantly torn apart, revealing a bronzed upper body, and on the well-proportioned body, there was not the slightest trace of strong muscles, but the strong wind hit him, but it could not leave the slightest trace.

The smoke and dust in the sky slowly dissipated, and under the golden peak, Jian Qingyu held the sword in one hand, and pressed against the golden peak, his face was extremely pale, and even his breathing became heavy, obviously he was also slightly injured under this blow!

But Jian Qingyu's body still stood straight, like a hero standing up to the sky!

Not far away, Dao Hongzhen's face became pale, and his body was slightly rickety, as if he had aged in an instant, but his eyes were still firmly fixed on Jian Qingyu and the golden peak, and his eyes were full of nervousness.

"Click!"

The crisp sound spread, impacting everyone's hearts, it seemed to be more terrifying than the strong wind before, making everyone breathe for a while, and their eyes looked at it tightly, without blinking!

"Click......"

The crisp sound sounded one after another, cracks spread one after another, and everyone finally saw the source of the "click" sound, which was the golden peak!

The golden mountain peak quickly cracked, and then turned into a little golden light and dissipated, Dao Hong's face suddenly turned pale, and then he screamed and jumped towards the second-grade attack spirit array!

Now, the only one who can resist the sword Qingyu is this second-grade attack spirit array that he controls!

However, how could Jian Qingyu let him get his wish, Dao Hong's real body had just moved, and Jian Qingyu had already swung out with a sword, and a sword slashed at him.

Dao Hongzhen's face changed slightly, where did he dare to take the sword of Jian Qingyu, his footsteps paused, and he stopped his figure, but Jian Qingyu had already flown over and stopped in front of him.

Dao Hong Zhenren took two steps back slightly, and then his figure flashed, more than twice as fast as just now, bypassing Jian Qingyu and fleeing towards the formation again.

"Wind Shadow Walk!"

Jian Qingyu's eyes froze, and at a glance he recognized that the real person of Daohong was the same method that Yang Xuying had also performed.

However, this kind of tricky body method is less helpful for people who are more cultivated, and the speed of Dao Hong's real person cultivating it to the fullest is only more than twice as fast!

For Dao Hong's real person to cast the wind shadow and run away, Jian Qingyu didn't chase it anymore, and he couldn't catch up with it!

However, a crimson long sword had already appeared in his hand again, and it was the flying sword of Dao Hong's real person!

With another flick of his fingers, a drop of golden blood flew out, quickly turning into a strange golden rune, and landed on the crimson long sword, the long sword trembled slightly, and then emitted a blood-colored light, flying towards the back of Dao Hong Zhenren.

"It's here!"

Dao Hong's face showed a look of joy, and his figure had already come to the side of the second-grade attack spirit array, and the seal in his hand changed, and he was about to enter it.

However, in an instant, the joy on his face suddenly froze, and the changing handprints also stopped, his eyes looked at the crimson long sword that pierced through his heart in horror, and his lips moved slightly, but he couldn't say a word!

Outside the second-rank attack spirit array, Dao Hongzhen's entire heart was crushed by the fierce sword qi, and the blood was sprinkled out, flashing with crimson aura, and if you look closely, it looks like a burning crimson flame!

Dao Hongzhen's breath quickly dissipated, and his body fell to the ground weakly, his eyes still open angrily, full of attachment and reluctance to the red world.

"Bell ......"

The blood-colored light of the crimson sword dissipated, and it fell weakly, and the crimson aura instantly dimmed.

Looking at the corpse of Daohong Zhenren indifferently, Jian Qingyu sighed lightly in his heart, and couldn't help but raise his eyes to look at the west, and the figures of his father, mother and others seemed to appear in front of him, and he muttered: "I finally avenge you!"

Suddenly, everyone's exclamations sounded, and a rich bloody aura that disgusted Jian Qingyu came, Jian Qingyu's complexion changed slightly, and he hurriedly retreated, looking down, only to see a dark red light enveloping the corpse of Dao Hong's real person.

I saw that in that dark red light, Dao Hong's real person's body was shrinking at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a fist-sized blood with crimson flames and a red purse-like object quickly flew towards Jian Qingluo's hand.

Jian Qingyu slowly turned around and looked at Jian Qingluo, her brows furrowed slightly.

"Such a good thing can't be wasted!"

Jian Qingluo slowly swallowed the ball of blood, carried the red purse, shook it, and said with a light smile: "That blood contains the essence of the whole body of the master of the Soul Casting Period, but it is a good tonic, this storage bag is a low-level storage weapon, although it is not as good as your Qinglan ring, but there is also a collection of Dao Hong's life, and if you pick it up, it is better than nothing!"

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but be stunned, they didn't expect Jian Qingyu to work hard to kill Dao Hong's real person, and the treasures were all taken away by Jian Qingluo, especially the formation jade plate, which was a treasure that Jian Qingyu hadn't even broken!