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Qi Qing, Ling Xuehong and the others didn't know that Yu Ziqing would scatter beans into soldiers' immortal family spells, and when they saw that there were still so many Jindan stage monks hidden in the dark clouds, the blood on their faces suddenly faded, and there was a look of retreat in their eyes. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Yu Ziqing took the changes in everyone's expressions into his eyes one by one, and secretly sneered. This world is like this, without strong strength as a backing, all truth is nonsense. Hmph, if it weren't for the fact that this time the Immortal was the first to intervene, and there was no 100% certainty that he would leave all of you with his current strength, why would he be so conspicuous and would have destroyed you directly!

"How is it? Can you sell this face now?" Yu Ziqing said coldly, his eyes flashing with murderous intent, and a trace of cold and bone-chilling murderous aura emanated from his body.

He had already decided that if these six people dared to be verbose again, even if they used their natal primordial gods, they would leave all six people behind tonight, so that they would not have to have to toss when they met in the cultivation realm in the future.

Qi Qing's face was gloomy and almost terrifying, how could it be said that the Tianshan Sword Sect was also one of the few major sects in the cultivation realm, and he himself was the best among the descendants of the Tianshan Sword Sect, and he had never suffered such a big loss. However, Yu Ziqing's strength is unpredictable, making it difficult to see through, and now there are fifteen Jindan stage monks to help, although those fifteen Jindan stage monks seem to be at the level of the middle and middle Jindan periods, but the dazzling golden light, tall and majestic body, and majestic momentum are obviously not simple.

"Please also ask Daoist friends to give me a name, and I can ask for advice again if I change it!" Qi Qing said with a gloomy face.

The hero does not suffer immediate losses, with Qi Qing's status and status, he is unwilling to risk his life for the sake of the two demon beasts, and the power behind him is strong, and if he has the opportunity to get back to the field, he is even more unwilling to risk his life for the sake of fighting for a moment.

"Isn't there more than a dozen Jindan stage monks? What are we afraid of him for? It's a big deal to lose both!" Ling Xuehong saw that Qi Qing was actually convinced, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth again, and screamed with a cold face.

Before the words fell, the Flame Whip had already whistled out with the shadow of the Flame Whip in the sky, and it was fiercely whipped towards the Golden Armor Giant.

Poor Ling Xuehong didn't know at all that Yu Ziqing's repeated reluctance was not because he was not sure of victory, but because he was not completely sure of leaving them all without using his natal primordial spirit.

Originally, Qi Qing released his words and came to ask for advice, but Yu Ziqing had already completely moved to kill. Unexpectedly, this Ling Xuehong was so ignorant, but took the lead in making another move.

Yu Ziqing's killing machine was raised, his deep dark eyes soared, and his incomparably strong momentum burst out, and he shouted coldly: "Kill!

"Kill!"

Fifteen gold-armored giants were ordered, their eyes were round, and their bodies were full of golden light.

The majestic and low roar carried the momentum of the mountains and the sea, like the muffled thunder rolling from the clouds.

The giant sword in his hand was raised high, blooming with dazzling golden light in the dark night, releasing endless murderous aura.

Roar!The fifteen golden-armored giants let out a majestic and low sound in their throats again, and the giant swords in their hands slashed towards the rapidly attacking fiery whip.

The golden blade slashed across the night sky, and fifteen sword rays were like fifteen golden crescents with a scream that tore through the night sky, and the momentum slashed towards the fiery whip like a rainbow.

At this moment, it seems that the heavens and the earth are trembling, and the moon and stars are eclipsed!

Qi Qing, who had already mastered the sword technique and was ready to control the Qingsha Sword to help in the battle, saw that his eyes could not restrain a frightened look. At his level, in fact, the monks in the middle and middle stages of Jindan were already difficult to see him. It's just that he has always been cautious and cautious, and the city government is deep, and he is easily unwilling to take risks. Yu Ziqing, who was already a little jealous, was unfathomable, and suddenly saw that he still had fifteen Jindan period "guards", so he didn't want to do an uncertain life-and-death fight, and said that he came to the door, but Ling Xuehong's heart was arrogant, and he didn't want to endure the anger for a while, and he shot angrily, and he didn't want to watch it. However, he never expected that the action of fifteen monks in the early and middle stages of Jindan could cause such a huge momentum, and he couldn't help but hesitate a little.

Qi Qing was a bystander, Shang Jue was a huge and terrifying golden armor giant, and Ling Xuehong, who bore the brunt of the attack, was even more so, Tie Qing's face suddenly turned snow-white, and only then did he regret that he was too Meng Lang. It's just that there is no turning back arrow when she opens the bow, the fire whip has been killed, and the other party is like a rainbow to kill, if she is soft at this time, it is tantamount to asking for her own death. He gritted his silver teeth and shouted angrily, and the flaming whip swept away even more fiercely, bringing up bursts of scorching wind.

Fifteen golden sword rays and fierce fire whips as fierce as a fiery dragon slammed together in the air, fifteen dazzling sparks erupted in the air, and more than a dozen waves of heat rushed towards all directions, blowing everyone's clothes flying and their skin aching.

Poof! Ling Xuehong seemed to be slashed by fifteen fierce and sharp swords, her blood was churning, her spirit was turbulent, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but rush out. The flaming whip was even more dim and flew back rapidly.

Ling Xuehong was injured with one blow, and the fifteen golden-armored giants did not please either, their huge bodies flew backwards like kites with broken strings, but their hands still held the giant sword tightly. When they stabilized their bodies, the expressions on their faces were still as cold as iron, and the golden light in their eyes was still full of strong battle intent.

"Kill!" fifteen golden-armored giants stood majestically between heaven and earth, and once again raised their giant swords in their hands.

The vast murderous aura and strong war intent once again enveloped the entire heaven and earth.

Ling Xue's red face was completely bloodless, her delicate body trembled slightly, and her steps involuntarily took a few steps back.

"Senior Aunt!" The four men in Tsing Yi were shocked, and they all raised their magic weapons and greeted the fifteen golden-armored giants.

Qi Qing's face changed several times, and he suddenly took Ling Xuehong's hand and shouted, "Let's go!"

Yu Ziqing didn't expect that this Qi Qing obviously had the strength to fight, but he was vicious and decisive, and when he saw that the situation was not right, he immediately left behind the four men in Tsing Yi, but he left resolutely with Ling Xuehong.

"Where to go!" Yu Ziqing was slightly stunned, and snorted coldly, the Taidou Sword had already turned into a rainbow and shot towards Qi Qing's back.

As soon as the Taidou Sword turned into a rainbow, countless points of red brilliance shot out from Yu Ziqing's eyes, which was the red blood sand that Jinhua Guanchen Breaking Daoist had collected with countless painstaking efforts.

Qi Qing slapped his head towards his chest without looking back, and a purple light rose into the sky, turning into a large purple light mirror to cut off the night sky, while his body slashed towards the East China Sea without stopping.

There was a loud bang, and the sword hit the purple mirror.

The light of the purple light mirror dimmed, and a few cracks were faintly exposed.

Qi Qing, who was flying rapidly, felt a pang in his heart, a muffled sound came out of his throat, and the blood on his face faded.

Qi Qing's eyes reappeared with a look of horror, the purple light mirror was his heart protection treasure mirror, which could be regarded as a good defensive magic weapon, although the sacrifice was in a hurry, but there were cracks looming under the sword, which still shocked him, and at the same time, he was secretly glad to see the opportunity quickly, otherwise it was really possible to hate here today.

Qi Qingzheng was secretly glad that he was decisive, and suddenly felt that there were countless murderous forces behind him, and when he turned around, he saw an overwhelming blood light rushing towards them.

Rao is Qi Qingsu was conceited, and he was also frightened at this time, and he couldn't care about his demeanor anymore, and screamed.

"Xue Hong, hurry up and sacrifice the Tianluo umbrella!"

After screaming, Qi Qing even more fully controlled the flying sword.

Although Ling Xuehong was secretly dissatisfied that Qi Qing had fled without a fight, she also knew that Yu Ziqing, a monk who seemed to only have the Bigu period, was unpredictable and powerful, and she didn't dare to slack off when she heard the words.

The Tianluo umbrella is good in the wind, and in the blink of an eye, it covers the sky and the moon, blocking the road of red blood and sand.

Countless points of red blood sand hit the Tianluo umbrella, like countless raindrops and hailstones hitting the umbrella, making a crackling sound.

Puff! Puff! Ling Xuehong was already injured, but now the magic weapon of the heart and mind connection was hit countless times again, and two mouthfuls of blood spurted out from her mouth one after another, and the bright red blood spilled on the white clothes on her chest, bit by bit, which was particularly dazzling.

Yu Ziqing saw that his two attacks in a row were blocked by the opponent's defensive magic weapon, and he wanted to sacrifice the Tongtian Xuan Pagoda, but when he remembered the incomparably precious Natal Primordial God, he still hesitated after all, and in the blink of an eye, Qi Qing and Ling Xuehong turned into two black dots and disappeared into the vast night sky.

Yu Ziqing knew that the pursuit was hopeless, his face sank slightly, and he grabbed the void with his five fingers, grabbed the purple light heart guard and Tianluo umbrella that the two of them gave up in order to escape for their lives, and then put them into the storage ring.

After Yu Ziqing collected the two defensive magic weapons, he set his sights on the battlefield.

In the battlefield, fifteen golden-armored giants and golden-eagle white apes were besieging and killing the man in Tsing Yi.

The four men in Tsing Yi were already panicked when they saw Qi Qing and Ling Xue Hongshe flee for their lives, plus the fifteen golden armor giants closed the two golden eagle white apes in the late stage of Jindan, and their strength was much better than them. In just such a short period of time, the four men in Tsing Yi were already in danger, and they were at the point of life and death.

Seeing this, Yu Ziqing's eyes flashed, and countless strands of black silk suddenly shot out from the unicorn beads above his head, and the black silk shot like lightning towards the four men in Tsing Yi in the encirclement. The four men in Tsing Yi were already exhausted, and at this time, where could they still block Yu Ziqing's attack, and they were immediately entangled in black silk hand and feet, and in the blink of an eye, they were either split in half by the golden armor giant giant sword, or torn into pieces by the golden eagle steel claws.

In an instant, the night sky was full of brilliance just now, and the night sky with the constant sound of gold and iron resonating returned to calm, only a few magic weapons and four golden pills were floating quietly in the night sky, and the north wind was blowing by.

Yu Ziqing turned his hand towards the sky, and the fifteen golden armor giants turned into a little golden light and flew towards the palm of his hand, repeating the golden bean shape. Yu Ziqing put away the golden beans and put away the magic weapon, and then set his eyes on the four golden pills suspended in the night sky.

Suddenly, Yu Ziqing's eyebrows seemed to open an eye, and a ray of light shot out from that eye, and then around the night sky, four golden pills rolled up and retracted into the center of his eyebrows.

(To be continued)