Mo Ming felt a tingling of his scalp, this kind of fight was too intense, the weak ones had already been killed, and the people who died again were those who were comparable to Daozi.

Such a person is difficult to kill with one blow when fighting alone, and most of the dead people are killed by people joining forces.

As for Ye Xuanxuan and Liu Rumei, the two of them had already fled far away when the big battle was triggered, although their cultivation was higher than Mo Ming, they were still a little too weak compared to the people present.

Only Qin Xiaocheng rampaged with an unparalleled momentum, without the slightest fear, and only relied on the strength of his body to open and close with people, and kept shooting.

In the entire field, the Hundred Refining Sect and the Biyun Sect, the Spirit Control Sect and other sects were united, the Corpse Spirit Sect and the Poison Sect, and those two sects that had been teleported from the ruins of the Dao Heaven Sect were united. The Luo Jian Sect, on the other hand, united with the sects of the Great Yan Holy Land.

The battle situation seems to be extremely chaotic, but in the dark there is a clear camp, and often when someone is surrounded, another sect will intervene.

Just after three more people were killed and thrown into the pool of blood, suddenly, Mo Ming's pupils shrank, and he turned around and fled.

Because at this time, someone noticed him, and there was surprise in his eyes, and then he was murderous and came directly.

"Give me death!"

The man shouted, and a spear shot at him, heading straight for Mo Ming's heart, and the speed was extremely fast, making it difficult for Murong Qingzhuo and Qin Xiaocheng, who had just discovered this scene on the other side, to rush over to the rescue, and the two of them were also fighting with people, unable to pull away.

Mo Ming was horrified in his heart, that person's strength was too strong, although his cultivation was the foundation building consummation, but the strength he showed was definitely far beyond his own cultivation, and he was already close to the blow of an ordinary Jindan monk.

The sound of breaking the air was sharp and piercing, and at the moment of crisis, Mo Ming didn't have time to dodge at all, so he could only take out the ruler jade plate on his body and put it behind his back.

"Khooth!"

With a loud bang, Mo Ming's whole person was like an electric shock, his body rushed forward, his mouth was sweet, and he almost spurted out a mouthful of blood.

However, the jade card's defense was also really amazing, completely blocking this blow and defusing a crisis.

"Dare to kill my junior brother! I want you to die!"

A loud shout sounded from behind the man, and Murong Qingzhuo crossed over, with an extremely domineering momentum, his hands were waved out at the same time, and two fists bombarded him from afar.

Murong Qingzhuo's physical body is the same as Qin Xiaocheng's First Heaven Realm, and what is stronger than Qin Xiaocheng is that he also has the spiritual power cultivation of the Great Perfection Realm, the two complement each other, and the power displayed is only stronger than Qin Xiaocheng's attack.

The silver light on those two fists flickered, as if they were about to smash open this void, and the momentum was like a rainbow, and it struck violently, making the young man's face suddenly change greatly, and he felt the crisis.

In an instant, the man waved his hand, and a blow of spell blasted past, and with a muffled sound, his body retreated at the same time, and he broke away after missing a blow, which was very decisive.

Murong Qingzhuo glanced at him coldly, did not pursue, but came to Mo Ming's side and pulled Mo Ming up from the ground.

"Senior brother, the exit is about to open, I can't take care of you too much, you follow closely behind me, and rush out together when the time comes!"

Murong Qingzhuo whispered, and without waiting for Mo Ming to answer after the words were finished, he turned around and entered the basin again.

Because at this time, Qin Xiaocheng was being surrounded by the Dao Zi of the three sects, even if his physical body was strong, he was also a little overwhelmed, and Murong Qingzhuo needed to break the siege.

"Two more corpses!"

A loud roar came from the field, and the sturdy young man surnamed Xu crossed between the crowd and kept shooting.

But at this time, the liquid in the blood pool was already tumbling like wastewater, and the scarlet blood splashed was about to overflow, getting closer and closer to the stone gate, and it was already less than a few inches away.

Everyone in the audience obviously saw this scene as well, and as his words came out, several young men dressed in different costumes and obviously belonging to different sects suddenly turned around and rushed towards a single person not far away.

"Hey, there's a person there who has cultivated to the thirteenth layer of Qi Condensation, kill me!"

Suddenly, a young man rushed over with a roar, and when he saw Mo Ming who was following closely behind Murong Qingzhuo, he suddenly became murderous.

And as his words came out, more than a dozen people also saw Mo Ming, and their eyes showed bloodthirsty intent and came over.

At such a moment, as the scarlet liquid got closer and closer to the stone door, everyone already knew that it only took three or two corpses to open the stone door.

But no one wants to die, no one wants to fight for their lives, and most of what they can do is self-preservation.

And seeing such a weak existence now, how can it not make people feel murderous.

It is always easier to kill a monk at the thirteenth level of the Qi Condensation Stage than it is to kill a person who also exists with oneself.

Suddenly, as these dozen people rushed over, dozens of people immediately followed noticed this scene, and almost more than thirty people gave up their respective opponents at the same time and rushed towards Mo Ming.

"Get out!"

Murong Qingzhuo was furious, obviously, he didn't expect this scene to appear when he put Mo Ming behind him, but the change in the situation did deteriorate in an instant, and the crisis came for him and Mo Ming.

Nearly fifty people rushed in, such a majesty, not to mention monstrous, but also terrifying.

No matter how confident Murong Qingzhuo was, his true strength far surpassed that of everyone present, he didn't dare to really fight against those people.

Almost at the moment when those people just rushed over, his figure flashed, and he fled around the corner with Mo Ming.

However, at this moment, what made people's hearts chill was that the sturdy young man surnamed Xu, who had been waiting for an opportunity not far away, suddenly came, stopped in front of him, and his two muscular arms swung out, looking like he also had the body of the first heavenly realm.

"Senior brother, let's go!"

Murong Qingzhuo immediately shouted, unable to care about Mo Ming's safety anymore, and quickly confronted the sturdy young man surnamed Xu.

In the distance, Qin Xiaocheng wanted to rush to the rescue, but before he could rush a few steps, he was entangled by someone.

Everyone knew that killing Mo Ming was imminent, because the rolling momentum of the blood pool was gradually bottlenecked, and if the corpses were not thrown in, it would not be long before they would be completely calm, and then the corpses that were thrown into the blood pool before would be in vain, and they would no longer be able to open the six stone gates.

Moreover, the most important thing is that it is not because Mo Ming has hatred with everyone, but because Mo Ming is too weak, he is the best person to kill in the field, and he is the fastest to kill, so there will not be too much time for the blood pool to calm down.

"Not good!"

Mo Ming suddenly felt cold, his complexion changed sharply, and he naturally felt the crisis, and the scene became more and more unoptimistic, and the monstrous crisis had knocked on his heart.

Not daring to hesitate at all, Mo Ming's body was in shape and fled immediately.

"Leave me there!"

Suddenly, there was a loud shout behind him, and a man with a long sword in his hand killed, and the speed was extremely fast, like a shocking slam into Mo Ming's heart.

At the same time, nearly fifty people also came together, and all kinds of killing techniques were overwhelming, wanting to kill Mo Ming on the spot.

Mo Ming suddenly felt the biggest crisis in his life, his scalp was numb for a while, his heart was beating wildly, he didn't have time to think about it, he immediately turned around, his big hand twitched around his waist, and a blood-colored cold light slashed out with the rotation of his body.

At such a moment, Mo Ming couldn't care about anything anymore, the only thing that could save his life was the demon knife, as for what to do if the essence blood was lost after using the demon knife, he didn't have time to think about it.

In an instant, the knife slashed, quickly slashed the first person in front, and there was no accident, the knife mang stopped his waist, the speed was extremely fast, and the person was not allowed to react at all, bringing up a pillar of blood to spill into the sky.

And then, the sword slashed at those who rushed forward, and in the great change in the expressions of those people, they were destroyed all the way, and they were extremely strong.

In an instant, more than a dozen people died, and the sword passed through until it slashed into the black stone wall not far away.

"What !!"

The whole scene suddenly looked unusually bloody, blood was spilled, accompanied by dozens of half-cut bodies lying horizontally, those who were lucky enough not to be beheaded were stunned, and turned shocked, unable to believe it.

Even the sturdy young man surnamed Xu, who was fighting with Murong Qingzhuo, saw that his pupils shrank sharply when he saw the dazzling eyes, and he quickly retreated and stopped.