The Beiyan Infinite Bead glowed, and a laser burst out, almost piercing the sixth-order monk in front of him.

The sixth-order monk broke out in a cold sweat, and the laser was close to his right arm, and the terrifying aura shocked him, but the more he did, the stronger he wanted to get the Infinite Bead.

Then he unleashed all his speed, wandered with Bei Yan, and looked for an opportunity to inflict heavy damage on Bei Yan.

On the other battlefield, Wang Ziyi's brows were furrowed, the sixth-order monk on the opposite side was too fast, and he had already been hit several times, if it weren't for Wang Ziyi's terrifying physique, he would have already become a puddle of mud by now.

Seeing that, the monk behind him slapped his palm again, and Wang Ziyi's eyes flashed, and he entered the inner world.

"Disappeared again?" the Sixth-Order Cultivator was shocked and angry.

At this moment, the sixth-order monk felt a chill in the back of his neck, and a terrifying fluctuation hit, his expression tightened, and he dodged to the left.

"Phew"

Suddenly, the sixth-order monk's face changed greatly, I don't know when, Wang Ziyi had already slashed down from the left with a sword, the sword light was terrifying, he had no doubt that if this sword fell, half of his life would be gone.

Looking at the back again, at this time, a terrifying demon beast was biting, and the sixth-order cultivator was getting more and more shocked, even though he had been in the cultivation world for so many years, he had never seen such a difficult fourth-order cultivator.

At the moment of emergency, the sixth-order monk's body moved sideways and rushed forward, but at the same time, there was a palpitating fluctuation in front of him, and the sixth-order monk was really panicked.

"Escape to the sky!"

Wang Ziyi has not used the Heavenly Disk until now, because he has not used it at all before.

At this time, the surface of the Heavenly Disk was radiant, and a portal appeared, coming towards the sixth-order monk.

The battle was only in an instant, and Wang Ziyi almost used three moves at the same time.

"Brush"

The Heavenly Disc swallowed the sixth-order monk in one bite.

Several people around were shocked, especially Chang Xuan and Rong Sheng. His face was hard to see, and his heart fluctuated, this prince was too perverted, why did he even clean up the sixth-order monk?

Wang Ziyi finally breathed a sigh of relief, but before he could relax, his face became serious again.

Air. The treasure of the Heavenly Disk was dazzling, big and small, Wang Ziyi could feel a lot of pressure inside, and the sixth-order monks were frantically attacking inside, and it seemed that the Heavenly Disk would not last long.

It's not that the Heavenly Disk is not powerful, but because the prince's righteous realm is too low, and now he can't even exert one-twentieth of the power of the Heavenly Disk, and if he wants to exert all of it, killing a sixth-order monk is as easy as crushing an ant. The same goes for the Liuli Red Flame Sword.

Seeing this scene, several people around were relieved, but Wang Ziyi's gaze swept over, and several people suddenly fell into an ice cellar.

"Hand over the golden sunflowers, and spare you from dying!" Wang Ziyi shouted, and at the same time, his figure disappeared in vain.

Chang Xuan and Rong Sheng's faces suddenly changed, and they shouted almost at the same time: "Senior." Help me!"

The sixth-order cultivator who was fighting against Beiyan was just about to make a move, but it was still too late.

"Phew"

A sword flash flashed. Rong Sheng's eyes lost their brightness, and then they exploded, filled with blood mist, and killed instantly.

The last time Rong Sheng fought with Wang Ziyi, Xiu Wei had already fallen to the early stage of the third order, and now Wang Ziyi killed him as easily as pinching an ant to death.

Chang Xuan was so frightened that his face was bloodless. But after all, he still had the cultivation of the middle of the fifth order, and his speed was much faster than that of Rong Sheng, and he dodged Wang Ziyi's killing blow.

"Boom"

At this moment, there was a crisp sound from the Heavenly Disk, and the sixth-order monk broke through the barrier. Flew out.

At this time, his clothes were in tatters, his hair was in a mess, his face was embarrassed, and it seemed that he was not feeling well inside.

Wang Ziyi quickly collected the Heavenly Disk, otherwise it would be terrible if he was snatched by a sixth-order monk.

The Heavenly Disc was not damaged, but with the realm of Wang Ziyi, it couldn't trap the sixth-order cultivator for long at all.

"Boy, you've me off!" the sixth-order monk came out and said something that made Wang Ziyi want to laugh.

Wang Ziyi joked: "Every time someone is about to be killed by me, he will say something like this!"

The sixth-order monk had a pale face, but he didn't speak again, and if he spoke again, he could only bring humiliation on himself.

"Ahh

Suddenly, Bei Yan shouted in pain, and the sixth-order monk finally found an opportunity to send Bei Yan flying.

Bei Yan's chest collapsed deeply, his face was bloodless, and the corners of his mouth actually spit out pieces of liver and threw them far away.

With just one blow, Bei Yan was on the verge of death.

"Brother Beiyan!" the prince was in a hurry.

But the monk who seriously injured Bei Yan did not rush to kill Bei Yan, but hurriedly rushed to the front of Wuji Zhu, preparing to take the treasure.

"Bang!"

Who knows, it suddenly protruded, and as soon as the sixth-order monk's hand grabbed it, the Infinite Bead released a brilliant light, and suddenly sent a strong force from the inside, crashing into the monk's air.

The monk was pale, apparently wounded.

"Stupid!" the sixth-order monk beside Wang Ziyi scolded angrily.

Taking advantage of the distraction of the sixth-order monk, Wang Ziyi's hand tightened, and he swung the glazed red flame sword and slashed down.

"Sword Shadow with you!"

"The sword slashes the gods!"

Suddenly, the color of the heavens and the earth changed, the space sounded, and the surrounding aura surged into the palm of the prince's righteous hand like madness, and the glazed red flame sword emitted a thousand zhang of light, and the power was extremely terrifying.

Wang Ziyi seemed to have become a god standing in the center of the universe, emitting a light that shocked the world, and slashed down with a sword.

"Boom"

Like a waterfall toppling, a big river flowing backwards, wave after wave, one heavy stirring up, countless sword lights pouring down towards the sixth-order monks, terrifying!

The sixth-order monk was shocked, his face changed drastically, and he fled desperately.

"Click!"

The ground shook, and a bottomless ravine appeared, and the cracks quickly extended out of Qulian Mountain, shaking the heavens and the earth.

Everyone was shocked and looked at this scene in a daze.

The sixth-order monk's face flushed, just now he was able to dodge Wang Ziyi's blow, his hair was cut off from the middle, even if it was on the edge of the attack, he was also injured.

Wang Ziyi's pupils shrank, and he was a little regretful, he couldn't hit the sixth-order monk hard just now, and he didn't think about killing it, even if he cut it directly, the sixth-order was only seriously injured. His blow was already equivalent to the full force of a sixth-order early monk.

Wang Ziyi's body shook slightly, just now the sword slashed the god, almost consumed half of his spiritual power, if it weren't for Wang Ziyi's own strong spiritual power, he would have pumped his body clean.

The corners of the sixth-order monk's mouth smiled strangely, although Wang Ziyi concealed it well. He could still see it clearly, and Wang Ziyi shook it just now.

"I don't have time to play with you, let's die!" The sixth-order monk's face was hideous, and he stretched out his hand to cover Wang Ziyi, and a golden light imprisoned Wang Ziyi.

Wang Ziyi's face finally changed greatly, he couldn't move at all now, and he couldn't even call the inner Qiankun, and for a while, Wang Ziyi was also a little panicked.

"Haha!" the sixth-order monk laughed hideously. The ending of Wang Ziyi, which he had already seen, was blown to the ground by himself, and he died of pain.

Then, his other hand gathered spiritual power, and the dazzling light beat in the palm of his hand, and fine lightning appeared on the surface.

Wang Ziyi watched quietly, his eyes wide open.

"Junior, just have fun. Why kill people?" Suddenly, without warning, a sentence sounded in the sky. Everyone panicked, because what followed was an incomparably terrifying aura, and the sixth-order cultivator in the air swallowed his saliva, and under this coercion, he lost the confidence to resist.

Wang Ziyi was pleasantly surprised, this voice was somewhat familiar. He already knew who it was.

"Brush"

An old man appeared in front of everyone, with kind eyebrows, silver hair, and gray clothes, this person was the old man who came to find Wang Ziyi yesterday.

"Former ...... "The old man's breath is too terrifying. The Sixth-Order Cultivator trembled a little as he spoke.

"You still don't let him go!" the silver-haired old man looked over, and immediately made the sixth-order monk fall into an ice cellar.

"Yes, yes!" The Sixth-Order Monk withdrew the hand that controlled Wang Ziyi, and also withdrew the attack that was about to be unleashed.

"Brother Beiyan!" Wang Ziyi ran over and quickly helped Bei Yan up, fortunately Bei Yan still had breath, but the injury was too serious.

Ji Yun Ji Feng was also seriously injured, but he did not die, Wang Ziyi put away the Wuji Bead and walked to the silver-haired old man.

"You, bring the golden sunflower!" Wang Ziyi pointed to the sixty-year-old man who had a deal with Ji Yun Monsoon, the old man trembled, answered, and hurriedly sent the golden sunflower over, smiling bitterly, they kicked the iron plate this time.

Wang Ziyi put away the golden sunflower, turned to look at the silver-haired old man, and said, "Senior, they have seriously injured Brother Beiyan and Ji Yun Jifeng!" Wang Ziyi looked at the silver-haired old man and said with a smile, he wanted the silver-haired old man to teach this group of people a lesson, it is impossible to kill people, the silver-haired old man will not do this, they are too weak for the silver-haired old man, and the reputation of bullying the younger generation is not very good.

The silver-haired old man didn't know what he was thinking, smiled bitterly, and then looked at the few people present.

"Cut off your arms as punishment!" The silver-haired old man waved his right hand, and suddenly blood spurted wildly, and everyone broke an arm.

Everyone else was crying wolf, but only two sixth-order cultivators turned pale and didn't say a word.

"Let's go!"

"Let's go!" Wang Ziyi smiled, got the golden sunflower, and taught the group a lesson, everything was complete.

The silver-haired old man waved his hand, and suddenly a faint light enveloped several people, and then he jumped and disappeared into the sky.

When the eastern part of Qulian Mountain entered the mountain pass, the two sixth-order monks looked at Chang Xuan, and the killing intent in their eyes burst out, but they endured it for a while and did not have a seizure.

Chang Xuan lowered his head, trembling, his heart was in his throat, he was really afraid that the two sixth-order monks would do it, and after waiting for a long time, the sixth-order monks turned into two golden rays of light and disappeared into the sky.

Suddenly, Chang Xuan was like a deflated ball, lying on the ground, and he was afraid!

Chang Xuan swore that he would never provoke Wang Ziyi again in the future!

In the Wuji faction, Wang Ziyi's eyes showed yearning, just now the silver-haired old man took them to fly, only to see the mountains under his feet retreating wildly, in an instant, several people arrived at the Wuji faction, he really couldn't imagine the strength of this silver-haired old man.

Then, the silver-haired old man turned his head and asked Wang Ziyi, "Is the matter done?"

"It's done!

"Have you decided which sect to go to?"

Wang Ziyi pondered for a moment and said, "Glaive Sect!" Then a smile appeared on his face.

"Boy, how did I find you smiling so cheaply?" the silver-haired old man looked disdainful.

The prince was righteous and said, "When I arrange Brother Beiyan and them, let's go!"

"Hmm!" the silver-haired old man nodded. (To be continued.) )