The five of them looked at each other with different expressions, and from the distance they stood, it could be seen that they were quite defensive against each other. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Even Sun Laodao, who knows all five people, is smiling on the surface, but in fact, there is a powerful magic weapon hidden in the sleeve robe, and if something is wrong, it will be a tragic fight.

They are all old monks who have lived for decades, and they are no longer rookies who have just entered the world of cultivating immortals, this demon hunting competition, as Chongshan Zhenren said: In addition to himself, the people around him are their own enemies, and only by defeating them and stepping on their feet can they become the final victors, and betrayal and deception are actually very common, nothing unusual.

Suddenly, Sun Laodao's eyes flashed, and in a sleeve robe behind him, he suddenly shot out a brilliant golden light, like lightning shot out, and slashed at a place a few miles away.

Bang!

Hearing a loud thunderous sound, a cold young man in a green robe waved a spear and stopped the golden mang.

Immediately, seven or eight figures flashed out of that space, removing some kind of stealth spell.

"It is worthy of being a second-grade alchemist, and the strength of his divine sense is indeed far from being comparable to that of ordinary foundation building cultivators. The cold young man said with a smile.

That is, in the blink of an eye, when this voice came, the group had already arrived.

"Who are you, why are you following behind the five of us?!" Several quenched darts, filled with a silvery white cold glow, swirled around the thin man, and he glanced around coldly, there were seven of them, two more than his own, and both sides were roughly equal in strength.

The cold young man ignored it, glanced over, looked at Sun Lao Dao, and said with a smile: "I heard that Sun Daoyou successfully refined the Zhuyuan Pill a few days ago?"

As soon as these words came out, the other four people looked at Sun Laodao's gaze, and suddenly became different, in those eyes, in addition to surprise, there was also a little greed and heat.

Zhuyuan Pill is an anti-heaven pill that can improve the realm of Zhuji monks! The preciousness of this pill is far above that of Zhuji Dan. A casual cultivator like a thin man spent half a lifetime without getting a single Zhuyuan Pill, so you can imagine the rarity of this Pill.

Feeling the greedy and blazing gazes around him, Sun Laodao felt a chill all over his body like a thorn in his back.

Sun Lao Dao forcibly calmed down, and said quietly on the surface: "The old Dao refining has not been refined, what are you doing?

"Xu Song, can you know Sun Daoyou?" the cold young man asked lightly.

Sun Laodao's pupils shrank imperceptibly slightly, and he was suddenly silent.

"Since Sun Daoyou doesn't say it, then it's up to me to say, this Xu Song is your eldest disciple, only forty-one years old, he is already a first-grade alchemist, cultivation, hehe, barely reached the ninth layer of the qi refining period. The cold young man smiled and said.

"I said these days, why is there no news from Song'er, it turns out, it's you......" Sun Laodao sighed lightly, his tone revealed a sadness, no need to ask, his eldest disciple must have been poisoned by a cold man.

"What did Lao Dao offend Dao Fellow Daoist? In order to kill my disciple!" The sad look suddenly fell, Sun Lao Dao's eyes widened, and he let out a sharp sound, and a majestic aura fluctuated, like a big mountain, pressing towards the cold man and his group.

A thin guard appeared on the bodies of the seven people, the cold young man snorted lowly, and a pair of dark eyes suddenly burst out with a cold killing intent, "Old fellow, do you remember that eight years ago, you killed a short yellow-robed monk at the ninth level of the Qi Refining Period?"

Sun Laodao thought for a moment, his eyes moved slightly, and he murmured softly: "I remember that he once said that there is a younger brother who is cultivating in the foundation building period......"

Looking up at the cold young man with a face full of anger and indifference, Sun Laodao was suddenly relieved in his heart, laughed a few times, and said happily: "Good kill! That brother of yours is purely damned, trying in vain to take advantage of the old Dao alchemy, sneak attack and plot against me, now it seems that you two brothers are a character, if it weren't for the old Dao divine sense, maybe you would have been attacked by you now." ”

"Old guy, you are looking for death!" The cold young man was furious, dancing the Zhangba spear in his hand, only to hear the sound of "Qiang", the spear shook, and shot out countless Dawson cold spear lights, if sweeping thousands of troops like a sweep, slashing towards Sun Lao Dao.

At the same time as the cold young man did it, the rest of the scattered cultivators also had to do it.

However, except for the cold young man and Sun Laodao, the rest of the people are the same, they don't do their best, they retain a little bit of strength in every move and style, guard against each other, guard against each other, and plan to be ready to withdraw at any time whenever something unexpected happens.

This battle is going on in such a strange atmosphere.

The spear of Zhangba is extremely sharp, and as soon as the two come into contact with the dust weapon of the old way, the two are entangled, regardless of whether they are up or down.

Seeing that Sun Laodao was inseparable from the cold young man, the pastoral language hiding somewhere was also like watching a big show, wearing an invisible Jiao robe, and pinching a stealth spell by the way, to be the fisherman in the dark.

Swish!

The cold young man's wrist flicked, his little elbow pressed against the body of the gun, and a fiery red aura swept towards Sun Lao Dao violently like the vast magma that emerged after a volcanic eruption.

"Wow!" A soft cry came out, Sun Laodao hurriedly sacrificed a copper block, and after his lips buzzed a few times, this copper block was filled with a strange miserable green light, boom, and in the face of the vast gun attack, he actually carried it hard.

Laugh at!

The three thousand white filaments on the dust turned into a forest of guns that shimmered with a cold luster, shooting like raindrops towards the cold youth.

The cold young man took a few steps back, causing the spear to be withdrawn in time, and then the iron spear danced with both hands, forming a circle, and a faint flame cyclone erupted like a huge fire wheel, gradually turning into red crystals.

Qiang Qiang~~

Three thousand white filaments swept like a forest of guns, shooting on the crystallized fire wheel, and suddenly burst out of dazzling sparks.

The cold young man looked at Sun Laodao, let out a low shout, kicked the ground with his hind feet, kicked out two feet of pits, like a flying eagle, jumped towards Sun Laodao, and at the same time raised the spear in his hand above his head, and slashed at Sun Laodao's head with a standard "force splitting Huashan" marksmanship.

As we all know, the physique of the cultivators who refine the qi flow is very weak, and of course, this weakness is only the relative cultivation of the body flow monks. In the face of the almost desperate gunshot blow of the cold young man, even if he resisted with the physique of Mu Yu, even if his head did not bloom, he was dizzy for a while, and his seven orifices were bleeding.

"Thief retreat!" Sun Lao Dao opened his eyes angrily, two bright rays of light shot out from those eyes, and the terrifying divine consciousness power poured out towards the cold young man like a tide, like a 10,000-pound hammer, smashing into his mud pill palace.

His face turned pale, causing the cold young man's trick to slash down.

And at this moment, Sun Laodao hurriedly rolled around, and escaped from the desperate shooting in embarrassment, and at the same time slapped the storage bag, regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one, he threw out all the talismans.

Like ghost fire, the talismans turned into orange-red light clusters and smashed towards the cold youth. These talismans are Sun Laodao's lifelong savings, and there are as many as seven of them in the third-order talisman alone.

Thundered~~

A series of explosions resounded in the sky, and invisible air waves slowly rushed up, causing the sky like a blue sea to change color, and countless white clouds also collapsed.

"Wu Na Lao Dao, suffer death!" In a cloud of smoke and dust, a terrifying figure rushed out, and the slightly embarrassed cold young man shouted, and with a shake of the iron gun in his hand, three fire wheels emitting orange red swirled towards Sun Lao Dao.

"Fellow Daoists, help me!" Sun Lao Dao shouted, from the few rounds of fighting just now, he could be regarded as having roughly figured out the strength of the cold young man, and he was definitely not the opponent of the latter.

The rest of Sun Laodao's companions, after hearing this voice, hesitated for a moment, and then were replaced by a wave of perseverance. If Sun Laodao died, the elixir promised to them before would not be fulfilled, and the group would fall apart, leading to disbandment.

Because they all knew Sun Laodao, but except for Sun Laodao, the other four people didn't know each other, and they were vigilant and vigilant, so far, they haven't talked to each other much.

Whoosh~~

The thin man took out a rusty axe, and slashed at his opponent without looking back, and then he slashed it with one hand, pointing at the cold young man, and the purple-black dart at the tip turned into streamers and slashed at him.

Wow!

A man with a thief's eyebrows and rat eyes sacrificed an apricot yellow flag, and with a slight shake, seven fierce fire dragons roared out, rolling up with majestic flame aura, and rushed towards the three darts that shot over.

The fire dragon and the dart were entangled in the void for a while, and after a while, the seven fire dragons were wiped out, but the three darts, also because of the loss of aura, buzzed a few times and trembled, and flew back into the hands of the thin man.

Seeing that the thin man was gradually at a disadvantage, Sun Laodao was also secretly anxious. The other side has two more people than their own, and the strength of both sides is roughly equal, which is undoubtedly very disadvantageous for them.

The other four people can escape, I believe that they can survive until now, and successfully build the foundation, all of them have a few hands of life-saving hole cards...... But Sun Laodao couldn't, because these seven people were obviously led by a cold young man, and the latter also had the intention of killing himself.

“...... Old Dao can only save himself!" Sun Lao Dao looked at the cold young man with resolute eyes, the hesitation in his eyes disappeared, and a slight sneer appeared in his heart.

"Old man Wuna, repay my brother's life!" the cold young man roared, his body blazing with flames, and a shot pierced through the space, causing a piercing sound to sound in the space, piercing people's eardrums and causing pain.

"Little rabbit cub, are you really an old man who is easy to bully?!" was called by the cold young man one by one, Sun Laodao was also angry, his face was red and grinding his teeth, his left hand reached out somewhere in the amber belt, and patted the gray pouch, a palm-sized judge's order appeared in the palm of his hand.

"The thief is killed!" Sun Lao Dao shouted, and the judge order in his hand was ordered, and a ghostly miserable light rushed out in an instant.

Phew!

With a strange sound, the light seemed to tear through the space, shooting straight towards the cold youth.

Suddenly, the cold young man felt as if he was surrounded by endless evil energy, he was cold, his pupils shrunk to look at the light, he hurriedly recited a mantra in his mouth, held the gun in one hand, withdrew his hind feet backwards, ploughed out a shallow trace, pressed his little elbow against the body of the gun, and stabbed straight forward.

Airplanes~~

The storm centered on the cold youth, forming a hurricane that rapidly expanded outward, and an orange-red protective spirit burst out from the tip of the spear, turning into an oval shape, colliding with the ghostly light.

Thundered......

Like a spear against a shield, under the impact of that gloomy light, the cold young man's feet kept flying backwards, and the traces of the plough on the ground were getting deeper and deeper.

Whoa!

Eventually, the orange-red defensive spirit shattered bits by bit, turning into the shape of chips, and flying messily under the hurricane.

Burst~~

A mouthful of red blood flowed from the corner of the cold young man's mouth. He wiped it casually, like an angry lion, carrying an iron spear, and rushed over with a roar.

"The thief retreats quickly, otherwise you will be wiped out!" Sun Lao Dao let out a shout as if he was fierce, and under the cold light of thousands of guns, he fled in all directions in embarrassment, and the judge's order in his hand was like extinguishing the fire, turning into a dark and ordinary object.

"Old Dao, I will kill you today!" the cold young man roared, his eyes holding a raging flame, almost about to erupt.

"Bahe Swimming Spear!" The cold young man threw up the spear in his hand, splitting, sweeping, stabbing, and blocking...... Countless marksmanship routines and tricks are all included in this shot.

Unpredictable and unpredictable!

Looking at the cold young man who was approaching more and more, Sun Laodao, who was originally full of panic, raised the corners of his mouth imperceptibly slightly, revealing a faint smile of ridicule and triumph.

"Little rabbit, you are too young after all...... "Sun Laodao muttered softly, hiding his right hand in his sleeve robe for a long time, holding a simple brick at some point.

A layer of fine beads of sweat appeared on his forehead, looking at the iron spear that was less than a foot away from his body, Sun Laodao secretly bit his thin lip, and this gun kept changing back and forth in his heart, neck and dantian, as if his eyes were full of sharp guns. Rao is strength of the divine sense of the second-grade alchemist of Sun Lao Dao could not prepare to capture where the attack part of this gun was.

Slowly, Sun Laodao's lips opened, his eyes opened angrily, and with a loud bang, the brick in his right hand smashed forward like a meteor.

"Yuan tiles, go!"

Sneer......

The quaint bricks swelled up in the void, like a solid iron shield, carrying the attack of the "Liuhe Body Gun", a magical marksmanship. Immediately, silver-white lightning burst out from the bricks, like fire burning ice, washing away the flame spiritual power on the iron spear.

"This is ......" Looking at the Yuan Magnetic Tile that was patted, the cold young man was suddenly shocked, "The power of Yuan Magnetism!?"