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Elder Jiao Xiong, who was as strong as a bear, was lying in a pool of blood covered in blood, his strong body convulsing continuously, although he was still dying.

The Xiaoyaosan people have been famous for Tiangang Golden Armor for a long time, and their fame is simply the best martial arts. In a certain way, it is more well-known than the Seven Treasures of the Valley in their hands, but they are still vulnerable. Under a single blow, the golden armor will be damaged, and this kind of destructive power is impossible even if he personally strikes.

Even so, the loose people still have no intention of retreating. In his opinion, the young man was silently suffering the pain caused by the backlash of the alien true qi, and this pain could not be clearer to him.

As an elder, he would never sit idly by and see his juniors doing nothing while he was injured and in danger.

The corners of the loose man's mouth curled up arrogantly, and he walked away quickly after the young man, and even dragged a phantom behind him, and his skills were really good.

"Fifth uncle, ...... you" The white-robed young man wanted to say something, but he still stopped, and in his heart he was both grateful and respectful to the Xiaoyaosan people, and he was speechless for a while.

No one knew that the white-robed young man was still upset about something, and this kind of trouble was not only because of the alien true qi that he had absorbed, but also the five different gas-like spiritual powers that came from his own body. A balance between these five spiritual powers was almost broken, which can be described as extremely dangerous, and the slightest carelessness will even go mad.

Since getting the jade pendant, the white-robed young man has cultivated five spiritual powers, but these five spiritual powers are restraining and conflicting with each other. He had tried many ways to fuse these five spiritual powers, but these spiritual powers had always been in their own hands, and they could hardly walk exactly as he wanted.

As these spiritual powers continued to grow stronger, especially since he had broken through the five layers of the Qi Transformation, this state of equilibrium became more and more unstable, and sometimes it would swell dramatically as it filled each other, causing unimaginable inhuman suffering. This was also the real reason why he resolutely withdrew the sword shadow transformed by spiritual power and gave up the overwhelming xìng attack on the four members of the Tobu Alliance.

After the imbalance of spiritual power was slightly controlled, the white-robed young man coldly swept over the Heavenly Confucian, Qian Lingzi and the others, and the sword shadows on the two long swords in his hands appeared strangely again. In the shadow of the sword, there is an extremely cold and murderous aura, which makes people shudder.

The Confucian Monarch and the others were shocked, but they didn't expect that they had just wandered around the Ghost Gate, but when they were in shock, a breath of death surged through their hearts.

The carefree man felt that something seemed to be deep in his heart, and the running figure suddenly stopped, and he looked back at the white-robed young man in a daze.

In his eyes, the white-robed young man was no longer simply holding a sword, and every place on his body seemed to be a sword. It seemed that with the slightest movement, he would unleash a devastating attack from any part of his body.

The grim expression of the white-robed young man eased slightly, as if he had met a long-lost friend, but there was another indescribable pain mixed in.

People followed his gaze, and at the entrance of the altar place, more than ten people were rushing towards him, and one of them was a white fat old monk holding a purple-robed man walking towards the altar, they were the Suffering Zen Master and Gu Shuifan, as well as Ji Wu's four major disciples and Ji Xiaoqian.

Gu Shuifan seemed to be seriously injured, and the drooping head and neck, the bloodstains all over his body, and the messy sideburns were all so shocking.

Seeing that the hearts of the people were sinking straight down, what they were most afraid of happening still happened, even if they were experienced in a hundred battles, they couldn't help but be afraid.

The strange thing is that when Dongwu Qunhao and those masked black-clothed people saw Gu Shuifan and his party, no one stopped him, which made Zen Master Huinan, who had always thought that there would be a big battle, was stunned.

Zen Master Hui Nan took Gu Shuifan and Ji Xiaoqian and a few core disciples of the valley slowly through the crowd, and he suppressed his speed as much as possible so as not to cause a surprise attack by the people around him.

However, Hui Nan's worries were superfluous, and the appearance of the white-robed youth had completely calmed the situation in the field. Several first-class masters have suffered a lot of losses in the hands of young people, and as low-level disciples, how can Tobu Qunhao and those mysterious black-clothed people dare to do anything indiscriminately.

The white-robed young man always looked at the visitors, and in his impression he could recognize two of them at a glance, and he still vaguely recognized the others. The memories of my childhood came back to my heart, and I forgot that I was in danger for a while.

The Hui Nan Zen Master finally came to the altar without danger, and at this time, the qiē in the altar shocked them. Several of his brothers almost fell to the ground, and the severity of the shape was still beyond his imagination.

What made Zen Master Hui Nan speechless was that Ji Xiaoqian and the others secretly followed her to the altar, and finally he had to take her with him, which he never expected. While sighing helplessly, he is even more worried about the future of the valley.

He looked left and right for a moment, and there was still the slightest peace of mind. He turned around angrily and looked directly at the strangers and Qianlingzi in front of him, as if he was about to have a seizure.

Ji Xiaoqian entered the altar and suddenly saw her father and several uncles lying quietly or leaning against the stone pier, where could she still control her feelings?

"Third uncle, I'm Night Rain. The white-robed young man's figure flashed, and he quietly came to the side of Zen Master Huinan. He gently tugged at the sleeve of Zen Master Huinan's coat. Immediately afterwards, he pushed Gu Shuifan, who was supported by Zen Master Huinan, and asked eagerly, "Big brother, what's wrong?"

Gu Shuifan responded in a trance, but he was so weak that he seemed to fall unconscious at any time.

Bai Pao hurriedly reached into his arms and took out a bottle of turquoise vial, and as soon as the cap of the bottle was removed, it was poured into Gu Shuifan's mouth.

"You're Yu'er, you're really coming out!" was almost awakened by the Zen Master Huinan, who was almost carried away by anger. He was so strange that he didn't even realize how close the young man was to him.

"Daddy, what's the matter, Daddy......" Ji Xiaoqian lay on the side of the stone pier silently, shaking her shoulders gently and gently shaking Ji invisible. When I saw the claw marks on Ji's invisible chest, I couldn't help but cry even more.

At this time, a baby's cry came from Ji Xiaoqian's arms, adding a bit of sadness to this slaughtering altar.

When the white-robed young man saw Ji Xiaoqian, who had become slim, he couldn't help but think of the little girl who was only coquettish ten years ago. His unbearable heart paused, and then his figure flashed and left the side of Zen Master Huixin.

"Third sister, the fourth uncle will be fine, I will save him. Behind Ji Xiaoqian, the figure of the white-robed young man flashed out and said softly.

"Are you Brother Night Rain? Yes, you are Brother Night Rain! Brother Night Rain, you really came out, and Daddy said that you will not be a person after you come out...... Oh no, it's people...... Oh, no...... Anyway, hurry up and save them!" Ji Xiaoqian sobbed, crying indistinctly.

"When the matter here is dealt with, Brother Yeyu will do his best to save them, now is not the time!" The white-robed young man looked back at the unfamiliar faces again, and a complex emotion mixed with a fierce murderous aura flashed in those clear eyes.

Ji Xiaoqian responded softly, only then did she realize that the baby in her arms was crying tightly, and she couldn't help but look around, as if she was looking for something.

"Xiaoqian, give me Bao'er!" Bai Ling had already quietly stood beside Ji Xiaoqian, quietly waiting for her and her child, and then reached out to take the child.

Zen Master Hui Nan also carefully placed Gu Shuifan next to the stone pier, and Gu Shuifan seemed to be much calmer at this time, but he still looked extremely injured.

The white-robed young man stretched out his hand and carefully raised Gu Shuifan's wrist, and asked coldly, "Xiao Qian, what happened? Big brother, how could he use such a huge amount of qi? Who forced him to such a point that he actually used the Blood Soul Gong with all his might?"

Ji Xiaoqian sobbed, squinted at the masked youth and Kumu angrily, and then glanced at another cluster of black-clothed masked people with a complicated look. Although there is not a word of words, you can know what it means at first sight.

The white-robed young man's face sank, and he glanced at Ji Xiaoqian's gaze coldly, and there was a faint light in his eyes.