"Bang, bang, bang!"

Inside the space created by the Soul Shaking Drum, the Tattooed Monk was controlling the mountain-like runic treasure to smash the ground hard, and each blow made the entire space shake violently.

Rune treasure is a very precious item, the price is high, the tattooed monk this mountain rune treasure was obtained in the Fu Ling Sect many years ago, over the years, he has encountered strong enemies several times, are used this rune treasure to tide over the difficulties, kill the opponent.

However, although the rune treasure is powerful, it has a disadvantage, that is, there is a limit on the number of times it can be used, that is, it is used less than once, and in the end, it becomes a piece of waste paper.

Over the years, the Tattooed Monk has used it many times, so this rune treasure is only the last time, so he has been reluctant to use it, which is the reason why he didn't take the rune treasure out in the first place.

However, he was trapped in the space released by the Soul Shaking Drum, and the only way to wait was death, so he couldn't care about it, so he had to come up with a means to save his life.

"Haha, junior, you can't trap me!" the tattooed monk shouted frantically, his hand pointing at the huge mountain again, and roaring, "Smash!"

"Bang!" a mountain fell from the sky and smashed on the ground full of sand, and the space shook violently, and the yellow sand also flew all over the sky.

Yuwen Zhouyuan rushed into the space transformed by the Soul Shaking Drum, and found that it was like the end of the world, with landslides and ground cracks, flying sand all over the sky, and he couldn't see the surroundings clearly.

Although the yellow sand in the sky obscured his vision, it also obscured the sight of the tattooed monk.

In front of him, directly in front of him, about five hundred paces, Yuwen Zhouyuan released his divine thoughts to sense the direction of the tattooed monk.

Knowing the location of the tattooed monk, Yuwen Zhouyuan grasped the silver light sword magic weapon tightly and plunged headlong into the sand.

Suddenly, Yuwen Zhouyuan thought that the tattooed monk was in the late stage of the True Yuan, and he could use his spiritual sense to sense the movements around his body, and as soon as he entered the range of his perception, he would be exposed. Thinking of this, a smile appeared on the corner of Yuwen Zhouyuan's mouth, took out a spirit rune from the storage bag, silently recited the magic in his mouth, and then slapped the spirit rune on himself.

In an instant, Yuwen Juyuan disappeared.

"Damn, I can't see all the sand in the sky!" the monk scolded in annoyance, although he couldn't see it, but it didn't affect him to continue smashing the ground.

However, the tattooed monk was also very shrewd, he saw this flying sand all over the sky, and thought to himself, there was no such yellow sand flying just now, so he didn't want to be attacked by that junior. So he took out a flying sword spirit weapon and stepped on it to float in midair.

But he didn't know that Yuwen Juyuan was slowly approaching him in the sand below him.

Close, three steps, two steps, one step......

"Alright, Monk Tattooed, your time of death has arrived!" Yuwen Zhouyuan didn't wait any longer, and suddenly raised the small sword magic weapon and broke through the sand.

I saw that on the long yellow sand ground, a mouth suddenly left and a dazzling white light poured out.

In the blink of an eye, a dazzling white light shot upwards like a match.

The white light was like a dazzling light curtain, cutting through all the obstacles in front of him, and Yuwen Zhouyuan, like a dragon, rushed out of the sand, soared out, and went straight to the sky!

"Not good!" the monk knew it was bad when he noticed the light under his feet.

But it was already too late, and Yuwen Zhouyuan's fatal blow came so quickly that it wouldn't leave him any respite at all.

"Boom!" a white curtain of light swept from under the Tattooed Monk's feet.

The light curtain also flashed away, and the yellow sand still covered the sky and the sun, but there was no movement inside.

Soon all the yellow sand dispersed, and I saw that Yuwen Zhouyuan was already rummaging through the storage bag of the tattooed monk.

But the tattooed monk had been split in half from the crotch of his pants, lying on the sand, his intestines and heart and liver flowed to the ground, and even the flying sword he stepped on was split in half, lying on the sand, Fang Buddha was telling his sorrow.

Yuwen Zhouyuan put away the storage bag of the tattooed monk, and then walked out of the space opened by the Soul Shaking Drum, and raised his hand to collect the Soul Shaking Drum.

"Brother Yuwen, you are really handsome!" Nangong Dai said.

"Oh, yes? Daer, you were very handsome when you cleaned up that monk just now. Yuwen Zhouyuan said busily.

The two of them were talking, when suddenly they heard the sound of ping-pong flying swords striking in the distance, as if someone was fighting.

Nangong Dai was originally a person who loved to join in the fun, and Yuwen Zhouyuan also felt that it was a little strange to fight within the range of the Mountain of No Return, so Yuwen Zhouyuan flew forward against the wind.

In a moment, Yuwen Zhouyuan and Nangong Dai came to the sky above the two sides of the big battle, and the two stood proudly in the sky, looking down, only to see that there were two groups of people on the ground fighting fiercely.

On one side were wearing the same black clothes, obviously three people from a sect, all three of them were men, and they were watching the battle on one side, and the cultivation of the plundering array was the highest, and the true qi was perfect, and the two who were fighting in the field were two late stages of true qi.

The other party, the strength is obviously not good, it is a pair of men and women, and they are both at the level of the late stage of true qi. It is said that they and the other party are also evenly matched, but there is still a true qi Dajing who has not made a move.

The woman who was fighting was about thirty years old, full and white, with a straight face, looking at it from a distance, it made people think about it, judging from the clothes, that person turned out to be the indigenous female cultivator of this mountain of no return, although she wore little, her arms and thighs were white, which attracted people's attention.

The female cultivator saw someone coming, and just wanted to call for help, but when she saw the other party's level, her heart suddenly cooled half, and the two true qi were in the middle stage, and they were useless.

The female cultivator couldn't ask for help, so she had to beg the other party, and giggled while fighting: "Little brother of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, you can let the slave couple have a way out, everyone looks down and doesn't look up, although I don't know your name, but I also know it very well." ”

The male cultivator on the opposite side snorted coldly: "Come less, it's useless to pull the relationship, who told you that the Beast Spirit Sect refused to merge into our Ten Thousand Beast Sect." ”

The female cultivator saw that the other party refused, she could only show off her own capital, a tall chest, and threw a flattering eye.

"Little brother, let the slave couple go, and the slave family will let you do whatever you want...... "The nun said, and even pulled the neckline with her hand, her neckline was already low, and with this pull, a white-flowered Sydney jumped out......

"Be careful!" Suddenly, the monk behind him reminded him, and the man in black who was fighting against the nun also woke up and decisively let go of the nun's sudden blow.

"Old guy, you're looking for death!" was almost successfully plotted by this woman, the man in black suddenly became angry, and manipulated the flying sword to speed up the attack, and the female cultivator quickly fell behind.

The fight was fierce below, and Yuwen Juyuan and Nangong Dai chatted fiercely.

Nangong Dai scolded: "Shameless! This woman is so shameless." Men are all virtuous, what is there to look at. ”

Yuwen Juyuan smiled and said, "Of course it's good-looking, otherwise what would a woman use to attract a man." ”

"I don't need this to attract men. Nangong Dai snorted angrily, and urged Yuwen Zhouyuan to leave.

It seems that it is a contradiction between the Beast Spirit Sect and the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect, but Yuwen Zhouyuan doesn't know about them, and he has the idea that more things are better than less, and Yuwen Zhouyuan doesn't want to interfere indiscriminately.

But who knows, he was just about to fly away, when suddenly the True Qi Great Perfection Monk of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect made a move, and threw a magic weapon like crab pincers at Yuwen Zhouyuan with his hand.

"Leave the bag and the woman behind!" the blackfriar roared and chased after him.

"Bastard bastard plus three levels, the master didn't do anything to you, you actually just attacked the master!" Yuwen Zhouyuan also raised his hand, and the small sword magic weapon instantly became larger, and a white light flashed like a practice, and the crab pincers were cut in two.

This monk of the Ten Thousand Beasts Sect was shocked, originally he thought that it would be easy for him to get two monks of the same rank with him, a monk of the Great Perfection of the True Qi Period, but he didn't expect the idea to be so strong.

However, when he saw Yuwen Zhouyuan's attacking flying sword, his heart became excited again, originally he wanted to grab Yuwen Zhouyuan's storage bag, but he didn't expect this kid to have an attack magic weapon.

It is an ordinary thing for people who cultivate immortals to kill people and seize treasures, and it is only natural for those with a low realm to be killed by a high realm.

At that moment, he beckoned: "Leave that couple alone, let's deal with these two little guys in the late stage of true qi first." ”

As soon as he shouted, the two guys below who were fighting fiercely immediately dropped the couple and flew over.

The Taoist couple secretly screamed for luck and slipped into the woods.

Looking at the three black-clothed monks in front of him, Yuwen Zhouyuan sneered: "One True Qi Great Perfection, two True Qi Late Stage, besieging the two of us, you really give face." ”

The three black-clothed monks laughed and said: "Boy, the world of cultivating immortals is the law of the jungle, if your strength does not reach a certain level, you should hide in a no-man's corner to cultivate, if you can't cultivate, you have to take a beautiful woman with a magic weapon to swagger, you are killing yourself!"

Nangong Dai smiled faintly, raised her hand and took out the Thousand Bee Fire Wu Hook that the tattooed monk had obtained, which immediately caused the eyes of the three black-clothed monks to widen.

"Wow! I haven't seen a top-grade spirit weapon before!"

"Get rich, get rich!" the three monks looked wolf-like.

"It's really a good order!" Nangong Dai didn't say much to them, and raised her hand to sacrifice the Thousand Bee Fire Wu Hook.

"Hum!" The Thousand Bee Fire Wu Hook immediately let out a buzz that vibrated his eardrums, and then scattered into hundreds of tiny flying swords.

"Hum!" Hundreds of flying swords vibrate, and the buzz became loud and loud, and the momentum was amazing, and each flying sword resembled a bloodthirsty killer bee.

"Go!" Nangong Daiyu pointed with her hand, and the flying sword was like a group of excited deaths, buzzing and rushing out!

"Not good!" The leading True Qi Great Perfection cultivator knew that it was not good, the most powerful thing in the immortal cultivation world was the needle-shaped magic weapon, and there were hundreds of them this time, and they couldn't dodge.

"Run!" they knew they had kicked the iron plate today, but it was too late.

Hundreds of flying swords shot out in a swarm, and the popping sound of piercing the spiritual power shield was endless, and in the blink of an eye, the three Ten Thousand Beast Sect monks were shot into honeycomb coal.

"With this ability, you dare to speak out, the weak eat the strong?hmph, are you very strong?" Nangong Dai scolded disdainfully, raised her hand to recall the Thousand Bee Fire Wu Hook, and ripped off the storage bag on the waist of the three monks.

"It's all poor ghosts, what good things can be?" Yuwen Jooyuan's voice rang out.

Nangong Dai looked back and found that this Yuwen Zhouyuan was actually sitting on the side, holding a fruit, and he didn't know how happy he was to eat.

"Hey, Brother Yuwen, this girl is fighting, and you don't even know how to help. Nangong Dai pounced and snatched another fruit that Yuwen Zhouyuan was lying next to.

Yuwen Zhouyuan said with a smile: "These poor monks, their cultivation is low, do you need me to take action?" Remember, generally powerful people are the last to appear!"