The flying sword and the mind are connected, the three flying swords released by the old way of the dry machine were cut off by the evil blue knife, and he has long known that it is not good, and hurriedly retreated, but he heard the sound of breaking the air from behind, and the sound of the ghost crying of the mourning stick shook the spirit fiercely, and the body was stagnant, and it was too late to dodge and release the magic weapon, and the sound of the wind was stabbed from behind.

The Heavenly Evil Blue Knife was fierce, as fast as lightning, only to hear a snort, the blue light turned around, and cut off one of the elbows of the old man of the dryer, and the blood and rain were sprinkled, and the agitation was everywhere, the old man of the dry machine snorted in pain, and finally did not scream, but the old face changed his face, his facial features were distorted into a ball, and his face was extremely hideous.

Since the old Taoist of the dry machine seized the body of his apprentice Yiyunzi, because he did not run in with the Yuan Shen, it took a long time, until he had to ask for the two relics, and after refining them with real fire, the origin of the Yuan Shen increased greatly, and he adjusted this physical body to its original appearance, and the power of the Tao is also rising, plus Yi Yunzi has been practicing the Kunlun secret method, and the true yuan of the whole body is penetrated, and the Yuan Shen of the old way of the dry machine is really a perfect match, after the old way of the dry machine is completely condensed, this body is actually a few points better than the original.

But the flesh body is still the flesh after all, unless it has been tempered by the heavenly tribulation, otherwise it is impossible to fight against the divine weapon, after the skill of the old Taoist of the dry machine is greatly advanced, the physical body carries the true yuan, and it can fight the medium flying sword without being injured, but the heavenly evil blue knife is the magic weapon of the ancestor of the blue god, how can it be comparable to the general flying sword, that is, the best flying sword is slightly inferior in the sharp Cheng dù, how can the old way of the dry machine be able to resist.

"Senior Brother in Charge!" Seeing the sudden change in the situation, all the old ways were all exclaimed, the old road of the dry machine was cut off arm, they all saw it clearly, but it was too late to rescue, and when they came back to their senses, they all launched the most powerful spell in their hands to bombard the tall horse-faced man who was transformed by the ancestor of the blue god, the old road of the dry machine is now a top beam of Kunlun, if there is anything missing, Kunlun and the old way are the cultivation of the late stage of the gods, although there are many people, but there is no master of returning to the void who can shake the scene, in this way, Kunlun's status in the Middle Earth Dao Gate is only afraid that it will be greatly reduced, which they cannot tolerate, Kunlun has been the leader of the Middle Earth Dao Gate since the self-establishment faction, if it is reduced to a second-rate sect, I am afraid that this old way has no other choice than to die headlong in front of the ancestral tablet.

Qianyuan, Qiankong, Qianzhen, and Qianwu are relatively deep and the four old ways of the four Dao lines are even more set up to escape the light, and fly towards the old road of the dry machine, so as to respond, the best flying sword of the old road of the dry sky was destroyed by the toad, so he had to spray out another mouthful of dark gold sè, with a trace of white sè stripes on the flying sword, the cold air hit people, and the blue god ancestor's heavenly evil blue knife was entangled, this flying sword was not ordinary, and the heavenly evil blue knife was entangled and collided several times, but there was a clanging sound, and the sparks did not splash one.

The old way of the dry machine substituted his arm for his body, and escaped the fate of disembowelment, but he was also very happy, seeing that a senior brother came to answer, he immediately put down his thoughts, and with the other hand, he grabbed the severed arm, there are many Kunlun secret medicines, and after going back, it is not difficult to recuperate after going back, and then use the elixir to continue to connect this arm.

"You dare to destroy the incarnation of the ancestor, the ancestor, I will never spare you!" The blue god ancestor held the mourning stick in his hand, shook it violently, and the white sè cloth strip wrapped around the stick rippled like a conjuring spirit, whining and wailing, a tangible and qualitative black sèyīn wind blew wildly, countless turquoise phosphorus fires flashed in it, and the other Kunlun Lao Dao's respective spells were swept away by the black sè wind, like a wind sweeping leaves, tumbling and rolling, I don't know where it blew.

A few mouthfuls of the best flying sword magic weapon stabbed in the chest are powerful, interspersed between the hurricane yīn wind, although it was not blown away, it was also shaky, the speed was greatly reduced, where could it still stab people, a little bit of green phosphorus fire like fireflies would go up, bang, these qualities are all superior, after many years of Taoist true fire and true yuan tempered flying sword magic weapons all fell to the ground, beating endlessly, obviously polluted by phosphorus fire, lost their magical powers.

Wherever the wind swept away, the rocks under the ground were shattered, and the wind swept up, forming a huge pillar of black sè, the ground was blown away by the wind three feet out of thin air, and the wind pillar was faintly visible in the grinding disc-sized broken rocks were rotating rapidly, and they were all dyed into a filthy black sè.

"What kind of monster is this! So fierce, is this the essence of the demon, isn't what was destroyed just now the original body can't be completed?" Seeing the strange mourning stick of the Blue God Ancestor's true face, Wuzhen Lao Ni was moved, thoughtful, but puzzled. Seeing that several old Taoists rushed out, the Wuzhen Lao Ni didn't have time to think about it, for fear that they would make a mistake, so he hurriedly sacrificed the two-pole Xuanyuan Treasure Bottle, flew into the air, and aimed the mouth of the bottle at a number of wind pillars, and pinched a word trick.

The treasure bottle emitted a strong suction, and the yīn wind and ghost fire shaken by the mourning stick were like encountering a guest star, and they were all included in the treasure bottle, the capacity of this treasure bottle seemed to be endless, and even those mountains and rocks were included in it, and the five people of the old way of the dry sky saw that the method was broken by the innocent old nun, and the jīng god increased greatly, and everyone started together, the flying sword danced, and the evil blue knife around the sky was twisted hard, the heavenly evil blue knife sank slightly, and the spark exploded, but it was hit hard, fell to the ground, and was also included in the treasure bottle.

"No True Thief Ni, Old Ancestor fought with you today!" Seeing that the only Heavenly Evil Blue Knife was also collected by the True Old Ni like a bottle, the Blue God Ancestor became more and more angry, this only bite is the main knife in the twenty-four mouths, even if it is taken away, it can be re-refined, but this main knife is collected, then it is really broken.

After giving up the dry machine and emptying the five people, the Blue God Ancestor raised the mourning stick and pounced towards the Wuzhen Old Nun, the huge body was like a virtual shadow, as if it had not been completely condensed and formed, but it was a little different from the ordinary Yuan Shen separated from the body, a little more textured, I don't know what form it is.

"Shameless demon! actually sneak attack, quickly die!" Wuzhen Lao Ni collected twenty-four mouths of the Heavenly Evil Blue Knife, quite a harvest, with her vision, naturally knew that this knife was not ordinary in terms of material or power, naturally in a good mood, seeing the Blue God Ancestor pounced, not afraid, the magic point, the treasure bottle was up, the suction was still the same, to put the Blue God Ancestor into the bottle, the Wuzhen Lao Ni saw the Blue God Ancestor into the blue mist body, and thought, although I don't know what this Yuan Body is, but it can be sure that the Yuan God is a class, and it is very good to receive it.

"Humph!" Although the old man of the dry machine broke an arm, the strength of the Tao was still there, swallowed a few elixirs, and the luck stopped the injury, and he was resentful of the blue god ancestor, seeing that the innocent old nun had the upper hand, but he moved the thief's mind again, the flying knife of the blue body ancestor cut off his arm, and he did not express his evil anger and was depressed in his heart, and with a long roar, he also set up a retreat and chased towards the blue god ancestor, and took out a small amethyst gourd in his hand, which was filled with colorful crystal sand, each of which was the size of a grain of rice, dazzling, this old way of the dry machine is worthy of being Kunlun Zhangjiao, there are so many magic weapons, it is incredible, but now you can't use the magic weapon of the evil sect, several brothers and sisters are looking at it。

Watching the old Dao of the dryer rush over, the four old Daoists of Qiankong knew that the old Dao of the dry machine could not swallow this bad breath, Kunlun has never suffered such a big loss since the opening of the faction, the head of the sect was cut off by someone, and it will be passed out, Kunlun's face is really about to be lost, these four old Daoists are also full of righteous indignation, and they followed tightly, on the one hand, it is to protect the old Dao of the dry machine, and on the other hand, they also want to take revenge on the ancestor of the Blue God.

The two-pole Xuanyuan treasure bottle is indeed a strange treasure, the power is amazing, the true old nun sucks the word trick with all his strength, the blue god ancestor's blue mist composed of the void body actually involuntarily threw towards the bottle, the blue god ancestor's eyes were red, waving this weeping stick, roaring and screaming again and again, the innocent old nun was ruthless into the bones, if he could get out, there was no doubt that this blue god ancestor would pounce over and bite off a few pieces of flesh of the innocent old nun.

The old road of the dryer was furious, and the speed of the light was extremely fast, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the back of the ancestor of the blue god not far away, because of the lessons of the previous car, the old road of the dry machine did not dare to get too close, but the amethyst gourd was sacrificed, and hundreds of grains of five sè crystal sand were sprayed out, and the streamer was brilliant, turning into thousands, forming a five-sè cloud with a radius of several acres above the ancestor of the blue god.

This colorful sand is a strange treasure, it is the Kunlun predecessors to collect Kunlun five sè clouds, five sè flowing water, calcined with real fire, condensed into an entity, often decades to condense into a grain, spread out, overwhelming, a magic weapon Yuan body is about to be trapped in it, extremely powerful, but each grain of divine sand can only be used once, the old Taoist of the dry machine resentment in his heart, only to make it, the heart still has the idea of receiving the blue god ancestor Yuanshen.

As soon as the colorful divine sand was sacrificed, the huge spiritual power fluctuations were immediately perceived by the Blue God Ancestor, and the Blue God Ancestor knew that it was powerful, and finally made up his mind, roared wildly, and the mourning stick was raised, and the white sè cloth strips that swayed on it burst violently, and each strip of cloth turned into a shadow that looked like the Blue God Lao Ren, scurrying in all directions.

Wu Zhen Lao Ni saw the time, knew that this was the magic weapon of the doppelganger, destroy his hard work to practice the magic weapon as a doppelganger, his own body Yuan Shen can escape, Wu Zhen Lao Ni where to allow him to escape, all the strength of the suction of the treasure bottle, only to hear the sound of swishing endlessly, a dry clone was all sucked into the bottle, but found that a pitch-black iron rod hit him head-on, Wu Zhen Lao Ni quickly turned over, dodged, and heard the surprise and screams of several old Taoists in Kunlun.

"Ahh

Lan shè Lao Dao hehehe

An arm was chewed and eaten by the Blue God Ancestor in an instant, swallowing the stomach, the blue mist that condensed the body condensed some more, the Blue God Ancestor did not wait for the old man to recover from the pain, the big hand grabbed it again, and with a thud, he tore off all the ribs of the old man of the dry machine, and opened a huge hole in his chest.

After eating the internal organs and large intestines of the old way, the ancestor of the blue god felt a lot satisfied, and saw a few old people spewing fire in their eyes, stabbing around themselves with flying swords, with a long roar, the body twisted and shaken, and turned around the old way of the dry air, the big hand was stretched, the nails were black, and the shape was like a bird's claw, but these old ways were only in the late stage of the transformation of the gods, where could they resist the skills of the ancestor of the blue god, and the soul was captured, and one by one the heavenly spirits were broken, and the body was destroyed, and the yuan god escaped and fled to the thirty or so brothers below.

The Blue God Ancestor was about to chase after him, but he heard a loud shout: "The demon suffers death!", looking back, it was the Wuzhen Lao Ni who dodged his crying stick, urging the two-pole Xuan Magnetic Bottle to attack him, and hurriedly grabbed the corpse of the old Taoist machine and drilled into the palace gate below, he lost the treasure, but he didn't dare to fight, and he didn't dare to run away from afar, only to enter the palace to hide, take advantage of the chaos, and also touch a few magic weapons, this wishful thinking played wonderfully.

With a bang, the corpse of the old Taoist of the dry machine burst, and the ancestor of the blue god was blown off guard, and the old Taoist finally found an opportunity, and the corpse was dissolved, and the ancestor of the blue god was extremely desperate to escape, and relaxed jǐngti, the original god escaped, and a purple light sandwiched a figure towards the old road, as long as he reached his senior brother, the original god would be safe, and then find a physical body to take the body in the future, although this is a demon method, but at this juncture, it is related to the rise and fall of Kunlun, and the senior brother will not object.

When the Blue God Ancestor saw the old Dao Yuan Shen of the dry machine fleeing, he didn't dare to chase after him, so he abandoned the corpse, forced the glow away, and also ran into the portal.

Kunlun a dry old Taoist saw the dry machine Yuan Shen escaped, all from sadness to joy, quickly flew over to answer, where do you know the mutation and sound, a coquettish shout, two white shadows suddenly appeared in the middle, a white shadow holding a long banner shook, black gas surged, blocking the way of the old road, the other white shadow sleeves waved, towards the dry machine of the Yuan Shen rolled over.

When the veteran Yuan Shen saw the white shadow, he was startled at first, and immediately saw his face clearly, but he was unexpectedly relieved.

"Hey, hey, hey!" There was a strange jiān laugh in the void again, and a skeletal hand cracked open from the void next to the old Dao Yuan Shen of the dry machine, and grabbed the old Yuan Shen of the dry machine with one hand, so that the big sleeves of the white shadow rolled up into the air, and then a blood shadow hey jiān laughed, and in an instant it also rushed into the portal of the palace.