For the sake of a Dan furnace, two of the three of them have died, and one of the True Master Offerings of this sect has also been killed!

As soon as he thought of this, Wu Yinglong panicked in his heart, gritted his teeth and patted the storage bag, turned out several pills, and swallowed them in his mouth without thinking, after the spiritual power catalyzed, he bit the tip of his tongue, and after spewing blood mist, his hands quickly played several spiritual tricks in the mist, and his body withered quickly with the spiritual tricks, but the speed increased several times.

Leaving an afterimage in place, Wu Yinglong's body had already rushed out of a hundred miles.

Yuwen Zhouyuan sneered, stretched out his hand and patted the car, which was pulled by the three-headed Deqi tamarin, cutting through the sky like a meteor, and saw Wu Yinglong from a distance.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes flashed with a cold glint at this time, and he opened his mouth to spit out the silver light chasing wind sword, and the silver light chasing wind chasing sword turned into a crystal light and disappeared immediately, instantly appearing a hundred miles away.

Wu Yinglong's panicked flight suddenly felt a pain in his heart, and when he lowered his head, a crystal light penetrated through his chest, and his golden pill immediately flew out of his chest and floated backwards.

Wu Yinglong opened his mouth, but he didn't make a sound, his eyes became darker and darker, and finally his body fell from the air with a crooked body, before he died, he never understood why all this suddenly reversed, and how the prey became a hunter.

The moment his body fell, a thin golden thread was immediately thrown out of the tendons of the Immortal Beast behind Yuwen Zhouyuan's car, and his body was bound under a roll, and as the car flew forward, Wu Yinglong's body was bound by the tendons of the Immortal Beast and thrown behind the car.

The Jin Dan that escaped was received into a jade bottle by the big hand of Yuwen Zhouyuan, and then put it into a storage bag.

The corpses of the three monks are like the three tail feathers of the peacock, and the finished characters are pulled straight by the tendons of the behemoth in mid-air, and the car that Yuwen Zhouyuan is riding in is the body of the peacock, and the three-headed Deqi tamarin is the crown of the peacock.

"The third!" Yuwen Zhouyuan's face was gloomy, he raised his hand and patted the car, changed direction, and flew towards the next target.

Dongfang Yunfei looked at the scene in front of her, although she had prepared it for a long time in her heart, it still set off stormy waves, and at this moment, the strength of Yuwen Zhouyuan turned into an indelible imprint, deeply engraved in her heart.

She can be said to be not very familiar with Yuwen Zhouyuan, if it weren't for the fact that she was rescued by Yuwen Zhouyuan and Dongfang Hancui during the battle with that Jiao Python spirit that day, she wouldn't have known Yuwen Zhouyuan at all.

From that day on, he knew that Yuwen Juyuan was very powerful, but she didn't expect Yuwen Juyuan to be so powerful!

Xin Jiangfeng is an elder of the Wind Spirit Sect, he enjoys respect on weekdays, at this time like a lost dog, fleeing in panic, he knew that he couldn't do it, so after escaping not far, he immediately dug a big pit on the side with a spell, put away his whole body's breath, and buried himself underneath.

When Xin Jiangfeng was still in the True Yuan Period, he had used this method many times to escape the catastrophe, and at this time, lying at the bottom, he smiled bitterly in his heart, and secretly said that he had not used this life-saving technique for a long time.

Xin Jiangfeng sighed lightly, but then the sigh froze in his mouth, and his eyes bulged violently, revealing that blood suddenly appeared in his pupils, and the blood couldn't stop flowing down from the seven orifices......

A thin line drilled into the soil, tied Xin Jiangfeng's body, lifted layers of dirt, and dragged it out, and at the same time, Jin Dan was dug up with a sword.

"The fourth!" The end of the tendon of the Pluto Behemoth was divided into four, three corpses of the True Master and one corpse of the True Master Period.

Except for the True Master Stage who lost his head, the other three corpses were all blood condensed between their noses and eyes, which looked extremely terrifying.

Killing two people in a row, the cold light in Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes not only did not decrease, but became heavier, and as soon as he urged the car to drive, the Deqi tamarin flew away again.

After a stick of incense, the corpses behind the car that Yuwen Jooyuan was riding in had changed from four to nine.

The last person left was none other than Zhao Wanchao, who was the first to escape from the peak of the early stage of the Great Worship True Master.

The more Zhao Wan ran towards him, the cooler his heart became, especially when his divine sense swept away, he saw the nine corpses behind Yuwen Zhouyuan that were tied by the tendons of the Pluto Beast, which made his scalp even more numb.

In just such a short period of time, the other party actually killed all the real cultivators except him, what kind of cultivation can this do.

Even with his true master cultivation, he can't do it!

"Could it be that he is in the middle stage of the true master?" Zhao Wanchao said in his heart, but then he denied this idea, when they chased and killed Yuwen Zhouyuan before, they saw his cultivation clearly, and it was clearly just a false master monk of the late stage of the Great Perfection of a real person.

If it weren't for that, they wouldn't have pursued it like a joke, but now the situation has suddenly reversed.

The process of reversal is too fast, so fast that Zhao Wanchao now has a feeling of daydreaming, but this dream is not a beautiful dream, but a nightmare that makes people's hearts palpitate.

Yuwen Zhouyuan drove the car and followed closely behind, the cold in his eyes grew thicker, staring at Zhao Wanchao, who had already run far away, he sneered in his heart.

After all, this Zhao Wanchao is the peak of the early stage of the true master, and his speed is several times faster than that of others, but Yuwen Zhouyuan is not in a hurry, the other party is so fast to escape, the consumption of spiritual power will definitely be huge, and it will not take long for it to slow down.

Zhao Wanchao gritted his teeth and turned around, he remembered that there was a Wind Spirit Sect rudder not far away, and there were two real late-stage monks in it, and he didn't care about anything else in front of him in the life and death crisis, he just begged others to hinder the other party a little, and save his own life.

Zhao Wanchao used twelve points of spiritual power and galloped towards the wind spirit rudder with the greatest speed.

Qipanling is a towering giant mountain, the attic on the mountain is everywhere, thousands of years ago it was a large sect outside the Sin Canyon, but unfortunately after a thousand years the sect declined, and after being wiped out by the Wind Spirit Sect in one fell swoop, it became one of the rudders.

On this day, the disciples of the Qipanling Steering were practicing separately, and the two brothers, Tie Zonglei and Tie Zongting, two real late stage elders, suddenly opened their eyes from meditation, the two looked at each other, and hurriedly flew out of the quiet room.

In mid-air, Zhao Wanchao flew in embarrassment, and before he could get close, he shouted loudly: "Tie Zonglei, Tie Zongting! I order you two to cooperate with all the Qipanling disciples to stop the person who is pursuing behind me! This person is not allowed to fly out of Qipanling for half a step, if he can successfully reward ten thousand pieces of high-grade spirit stones!" As he spoke, his body flashed and fled in panic.

As soon as Tie Zonglei and Tie Zongting appeared, they heard Zhao Wanchao's voice, and their expressions changed slightly when they were stunned, how could the two of them resist the enemy who could make the great worship of this peak master in the early stage of the True Master flee for his life.

At this moment, as far as the two of them could see, Yuwen Zhouyuan's car appeared.

Tie Zonglei and Tie Zongting were already guessing in their hearts who could make the Great Offering so embarrassed, and at this time, when they saw Yuwen Zhouyuan sitting in the car, their hearts immediately shook for no reason, especially when they saw the nine corpses hanging behind the car that Yuwen Zhouyuan was riding.

The two of them looked at each other, and their faces immediately changed again and again, and Tie Zonglei lost his voice and said, "This is actually the eight elders of the chief helm and one worship lord...... This...... This ......"

Tie Zongting took a deep breath, the cold in his heart filled his body, he dragged Tie Zonglei, and then stood aside respectfully and said loudly: "Junior Tie Zongting, see senior." ”

Tie Zonglei's body trembled, and he hurriedly said respectfully: "Junior Tie Zonglei, see senior." ”

Yuwen Zhouyuan glanced at the two of them coldly, and Deqi Tamarin's speed did not decrease, and he pulled the car and rushed through the air.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's glance made Tie Zonglei and Tie Zongting tremble, and their backs were immediately wet with sweat.

Zhao Wanchao flew in a hurry for so long, his spiritual power couldn't keep up, he patted the storage bag, took out the elixir and took it, but after such a delay, Yuwen Zhouyuan's car was closer to him.

Zhao Wanchao saw Yuwen Zhouyuan chasing closer and closer, he couldn't help laughing miserably, turned his head and looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan viciously, gritted his teeth and pulled out a red token from the storage bag, on which was written a black word "evil".

This token is the most famous "Hundred Days of Curse Order" in the Sin Canyon, this order has been handed down since ancient times, and the production process has been cut off, even in the Sin Canyon, there are less than ten pieces left.

Zhao Wanchao also inadvertently arrived in the exploration of an ancient monk's cave, and after obtaining it, he immediately sacrificed and practiced, as a treasure, for fear that others would know, and had been deeply hidden as his biggest killer weapon, preparing to increase the probability of city power in the future when he hit the middle stage of the true master.

The requirements for opening this order are extremely strict, and it must be at the cost of the lives of monks above the early stage of the true master, and whoever kills those who are cursed by the "Hundred Days Curse Order" can obtain the whole body cultivation of the sacrifice.

And the essence blood and primordial spirit of the person who was killed will be refined into a "Evil Heart Pill", which will be swallowed by the spell caster to increase cultivation.

It is precisely because of this strange effect that once the demon cultivators see someone who has been cursed by the "Hundred Days Curse Order", they will often come forward to fight.

It is precisely because of this special effect of the "Hundred Days Curse Order" that almost no one who gets the token will open the token in person, but look for a true master monk. Turn it on.

As for the cursed one, just find someone with a high level of cultivation who has an enmity with him, and in this way, the tokens are getting fewer and fewer.

Up to now, the entire Sin Canyon, I am afraid that ten pieces are too much, Zhao Wanchao originally intended to do so, and he was going to use it when he sprinted to the middle stage of the True Master.

But now that life and death are in crisis, Zhao Wan was ruthless to his heart, stopped after taking out the token, and waited for Yuwen Zhouyuan to chase after him.

Anyone who is cursed by this order, as long as they are still in the sphere of influence of the Sin Canyon, few will survive more than a hundred days.

On the other hand, if there is nothing to do within 100 days, then you can swallow the "Heart Pill" transformed by the essence blood of the person who opened the token to enhance your magical powers.

Seeing that Yuwen Zhouyuan's car was approaching, Zhao Wanchao held the "Hundred Days Curse Order" in his hand and shouted loudly: "Stop! Daoist friend, this Hundred Days Curse Token, this seat has been refined with the token, and the soul has been integrated into it, if you kill me, you will definitely be cursed by the Hundred Days Curse Order." The fault of today's events is here, but you have already killed nine people, why do you want to kill them all? If you let me go, I can introduce you on your behalf, so that you can become the great worship of my Wind Spirit Sect like me. Fellow Daoist, what do you think!"

Yuwen Zhouyuan slapped the wheels of the car and made Deqi Tamarin stop, and then his eyes swept over the token in Zhao Wanchao's hand, staring at Zhao Wanchao coldly.

After Dongfang Yunfei saw the token, he was stunned for a moment, and then took a few more careful looks, his expression immediately changed, and he said in a low voice: "This is a hundred days curse order, I didn't expect that there would be such a magic weapon in the Sin Canyon, I just saw some introductions on the jade slip in an ancient monk's cave in the Dongzhou Divine Domain when I didn't transform back then." ”