"Ahh

Nan Jiantian used the Totem Jar to release endless poisonous miasma, and did not stop until the poisonous miasma filled most of the ancient palace space.

The colorful poisonous miasma does not distinguish between friend and foe, and it is turned into a puddle of pus and blood as long as it is stained with the shell, leaving the bones of the corpse.

Both the Heavenly Demon and the Heavenly Song Academy suffered heavy losses, more than half of them were lost, and most of the survivors lost their combat effectiveness, surviving for a long time.

Under the persecution of the colorful poisonous miasma, the two sides did not stop, but desperately attacked each other, killing red eyes, and fighting for the last living space.

From time to time, corpses fell to the ground, and then were swallowed by a poisonous miasma and turned into Lei Lei's bones.

"Chief, if we continue like this, I'm afraid we'll all hate this!" said the cronie in a dark golden robe's bloodshot eyes.

There were several more terrifying sword wounds between his ribs, and a sword mark more than a foot long in his abdomen almost disemboweled, and his whole body was covered with blood, which showed the fierceness of the battle.

"Evacuate, evacuate here!"

A day of sorrow, the moment several orders were given, directing the survivors to retreat in an orderly manner, and everyone seemed to see the dawn of hope again.

"Mi Tian Banner!" one day Bi opened his mouth violently, spitting out a small three-inch red flag.

I saw that the small red flag quickly skyrocketed, turning into a huge banner covering the sky three feet high, automatic in the void without wind, and hunting.

The majestic banner of the sky is spreading, and the flag extends infinitely, opening up a strange blood-colored channel, and the surrounding crystal system is like a rippling lake, which seems to be as thin as a cicada's wings, but it can isolate the colorful miasma.

This blood-colored space tunnel is deep and endless, and it should lead to the outside of the ancient hall.

"Everyone, retreat, the blood-colored passage won't last long, but it's enough for us to reach the outside of the temple. ”

Although the blood color has been achieved, it needs to be maintained at the other end, which means that the Heavenly Banner will remain here forever.

One day, he took one last look at the sky, but he was reluctant to give up, and then he first stepped into the blood-colored passage and opened the way ahead.

Seeing this, the martial artists of Tiansong Academy did not hesitate anymore and followed in at the moment.

The men and horses of the Heavenly Demon Brigade bit the group tightly and followed into the blood-colored passage, and from time to time the martial artists of the Tiansong Academy behind the mat were killed.

With the entry of the Heavenly Demon Army, the blood-colored space in the rear became extremely unstable, and in the earth-shattering collapse, the poisonous miasma from the outside world poured in, engulfing this wave of people and horses in an instant.

The children of Tiansong Academy were buried in it with the Heavenly Demon.

The blood-colored passage in the middle seemed to be under attack from the outside world, trembling sharply, and the group was almost unstable.

When one day led several cores, including the golden-robed youth and Xuanjian, to pass, this blood-colored corridor suddenly collapsed from the middle, and another wave of Tiansong Academy martial artists were left behind forever.

One person didn't know what was going on, and he turned around and wanted to save someone.

"No, come back quickly!" said one day.

I saw that the man was entangled in a poisonous miasma, like being stung by a snake and scorpion, and a terrible scream turned into a pool of pus and blood.

"Let's go!"

Don't talk much for a day, lead the way.

After all the previous experiences, everyone no longer questioned his orders, and followed closely behind, lest there be any more complications.

As expected, the blood-colored passage went directly to the outside world, and at the moment when the passage completely collapsed, a group of seven people, including Yitian, Xuanjian and the golden-robed youth, also escaped from danger and arrived outside the hall.

One day, looking at the Heavenly Demon Army array, which covered the sky and the sun in the void outside the valley, I felt a chill in my heart, and I was afraid that the road out of the valley would be another bloody battle.

With a stroke of his mind, he took out the space-time scroll, and as long as he crushed the scroll himself, he could reach wherever he wanted to go, including leaving the Heavenly Demon Battlefield.

One day, looking back at the few people standing behind him, he mourned, if he left alone, their end could be imagined, and he couldn't bear it.

The huge team of hundreds of people in Tiansong Academy, the elite was almost wiped out. If you have a burden, what kind of face do you have to go back to your country? Even if you can survive in the world, what is the meaning of life?

Thinking of this, one day gave up the plan in my heart.

On the side, Xuan Jian's eyes showed a cunning light, he had already cast a space-time scroll, but he missed a good opportunity to get out, he naturally knew what the space-time scroll meant.

In this battlefield blocked by the Heavenly Demons, just a few of them could not fight out of the valley to make peace with the main force, and in this desperate situation, the Time and Space Scroll meant a chance to live.

Xuanjian's face was gloomy, and his body suddenly shot out, and he rushed straight for a day, and his single arm soared with five fingers like a hook, and he took the space-time scroll in the palm of the day.

"Chief be careful!" said one of the men beside him.

Several people present were stunned, never thinking that Xuanjian would shoot at this moment.

Even one day, because of negligence, he fell into the way, and as soon as his palm was empty, the space-time scroll was stolen by Xuanjian in his hand.

"Thank you for the Chief's life!" Xuan Jian snickered with joy, he was in a hurry to get out of this place, and he wanted to crush the space-time scroll and leave.

"Sure enough, I have bad intentions, and I will guard against you in the morning!" The golden-robed young man had been walking at the end, and he felt that Xuanjian's aura was gloomy and the city was deep, so he had been secretly watching his motives.

Sure enough, Xuanjian actually tried to intercept the space-time scroll.

At the moment when Xuanjian was about to crush the space-time scroll, he felt a chill in his wrist, and his palm lost sensation, and then a sharp pain came.

It was the golden-robed young man who was the first to come back to his senses, urging the sword to cut off his wrist, and the space-time scroll fell to the ground in response, and the palm of the Xuanjian was still clenched.

Still missed the opportunity! Xuan Jian held his sword in his hand, glanced at the golden-robed young man viciously, and no longer stayed at the moment, and fled from the road.

Seeing several sword qi like silver refining coming from behind him, he rolled on the spot and had reached the bottom of the steps. The swords and swords shot out in all directions.

Xuanjian's face was rubbed by the rubble, and the blood flowed like an outpouring of blood, but fortunately, he avoided several deadly sword qi, otherwise he would have been in a different place.

He secretly said "It's dangerous", he didn't dare to stay at the moment, and chose the way to escape.

"Kill the same door, even if this seat kills you, no one will find out. ”

One day I wanted to catch up, only to hear the sound of "woo" breaking the wind, a silver mang hit head-on, his five fingers were violently opened, and the silver mang was intercepted in the palm of his hand, and it was a silver gun under careful inspection.

It was the silver spear that Xuan Jian threw in order to gain time to escape.

One day he looked at Xuanjian and saw that he was already a hundred zhang away, and he was afraid that it would be too late to pursue at this time.

"This gun is very good, I am afraid that it will be buried in your hands, and it should be compensated for this seat. One day, he shook the body of the gun, the buzzing sound, the spear pointed out, the cold was pressing, he was like a treasure, and the displeasure of the moment was swept away.

Xuan Jian looked at the day that was standing far in front of the ancient hall behind him, and saw that the other party was not chasing, and was secretly glad that he was out of danger, when suddenly, he only felt a flower in front of him, and a figure passed by him.

The silver light flashed and disappeared, and Xuanjian only felt a chill on his neck, and the whole person froze on the ground, his face was unbelievable.

Nan Jiantian's figure appeared behind him out of thin air, and there were still traces of blood on the short sword.

He shook off the blood beads on the sword body, and walked towards the ancient hall without looking back.

Then, the Xuan Jian servant fell to the ground, his head rolled down a few meters away, his eyes were round, he vaguely saw Nan Jiantian's back, and he still maintained the last moment of solidified expression until he died.