Ma Chuan saw that the total number of disciples of the five sects in the valley was less than thirty, and most of them looked embarrassed and had injuries on their bodies. As a result, he secretly wondered how fierce the five sect disciples had fought during the time they had entered the Broken Space.

Some people may still be looking for elixir in other parts of the Broken Space, but the people who come to the valley are actually like that.

"Senior Brother Wan, the Daoists of all factions have arrived, and they can open the exit. "Ma Chuan directly put pressure on Bandung Mountain, he didn't want to be annihilated.

Wan Long Shan was a little annoyed when he heard Ma Chuan's words, but he didn't make up his mind for a while, so he said a high-sounding reason that no one would believe: "Senior Brother Ma, don't be anxious, there may be other Taoist friends picking elixirs, in order to ensure fairness, I can't open the exit in advance." ”

"Wan Daoyou, when the moon is full in the middle of the night, do you have any intentions in Qingxi Valley?" The monk surnamed Min of the Ten Thousand Puppet Sect had experienced the dangers of the swamp before, and now he was terrified and had no heart to fight.

"Hmph, since ancient times, good and evil have not been separated, and the Ten Thousand Puppet Sect and the Six Yin Hall have done a lot of evil, do you think there is still a chance to go back alive?" Su Xinguan's old Taoist raised his hand with one hand, and a simple and unpretentious wooden sword appeared in his hand, and said in a deep voice.

"Mingling Sword! No wonder you old guy is talking wildly. At some point, Lauritzin stopped attacking the temple gate and came to the altar.

"Lian Xuzi, don't think that with the Ming Spirit Sword in hand, you can leave all the people of our three factions behind, and the people from the Moon Gate are no less than you. "The tiger-shaped puppet of the monk surnamed Min has been completely destroyed when he crossed the swamp, and the Ten Thousand Puppet Sect is left in the valley except for him, the purple-haired young man, where does he still have half of his fighting spirit.

"Is the Ming Spirit Sword famous?" Ma Chuan asked Zhang Yuniang beside him with a divine thought, and he suddenly thought that since Zhang Xian was uniting with Su Xinguan and wanted to completely annihilate the people of the Six Yin Hall and the Ten Thousand Puppet Sect, even if it was to let Lin Zhan and the three of them go out with the elixir smoothly, they would inevitably give a heavy treasure, and the Ming Spirit Sword taken out by Lian Xuzi should be a sharp weapon given by the predecessor of Su Xinguan.

"Of course, it is famous, the Ming Spirit Sword is a rare top-level magic weapon, and because a hundred years ago, a Jindan monk of Suxinguan used this sword to destroy the natal magic weapon of the enemy of the same level, and cut that enemy under the sword and became famous, so it became the first magic weapon in the Jedi cultivation realm of the Three Kingdoms. Zhang Yuniang also replied to Ma Chuan's words with divine thoughts.

"The nine Tongmen of Bengu and the three of Su Xinguan have joined forces, how sure are they that they want to leave the five people of the Six Yin Hall and the Ten Thousand Puppet Sect here?" Ma Chuan was preparing to take advantage of the chaos to go out, and on the other hand, he was preparing to fight hard, but he couldn't see the enemy very clearly, so he could only ask Zhang Yuniang, who was higher than him.

"I see the most draws, and I have to beware of the Mochizuki Gate. Zhang Yuniang didn't know the order of Quan Annihilation, but she answered Ma Chuan's question seriously.

"Tie, why did Senior Sister Zhang come to this conclusion?" Ma Chuan was a little surprised by Zhang Yuniang's words.

"Intuition. Zhang Yuniang smiled slightly.

Ma Chuan nodded slightly, he naturally didn't have any doubts about the intuition of a genius like Zhang Yuniang.

Zhang Yuniang was very happy to see that Ma Chuan's judgment made by herself with ethereal intuition was undoubted.

Lian Xuzi stood up directly, Wan Long Mountain no longer hesitated, and shouted directly: "Senior brothers, Uncle Zhang's ancestor has a life, and Bengu, the Six Yin Palace, and the Ten Thousand Puppet Sect have a deep blood feud, and they can't easily let these two factions leave." ”

As soon as Wan Long Mountain's words came out, he didn't pay attention to the others in Qingxi Valley, and a green thing appeared in his hand, and he threw it into the air, and his hands played several magic tricks one after another.

The cyan object was originally only the size of a fist, but under the urging of Bandung Mountain, it turned into a three-zhang giant, like a dark cloud blocking the sun, it was actually a real green peak, not a phantom like casting mountain spells at all.

"My father is the Jindan Elder of the Ten Thousand Puppet Sect, and he has planted a mark in my body, so you'd better not mess around. The purple-haired young man held a puppet in his hand and said tremblingly.

The purple-haired young man was so ugly, even in a dangerous situation, the monk surnamed Min still mocked indignantly in his heart: Isn't it just that there is a father in the Jindan realm, who usually shows off his might, and this time he returned the Jindan puppet, otherwise he would have died in the hands of others or in the swamp with this cowardice. But what about the Jindan puppet, it's not that I'm scared and urinated and lost the face of my sect.

The two of them had no fighting spirit, but the three people of the Six Yin Hall had no fear, and Lao Lixin's face was even calmer, and his eyes flashed with green fire and said: "It turned out to be the magic weapon of Heavenly Descending Peak, no wonder you are so confident." ”

"Heaven's Peak!" Ma Chuan hadn't heard of it again, so he couldn't help but whisper, naturally asking Zhang Yuniang. Understand the strength of both the enemy and the enemy, he can make corresponding countermeasures, if there is a real chance, he does not mind killing demons, the strength is too strong, of course, it is the best plan.

When Zhang Xian first advanced to Jindan, he found a strange stone outside the sky, and used a large number of precious materials, wanting to let the refining master of Qingxi Valley at that time refine it into a magic weapon, so that it could be used as his natal magic weapon.

Later, after the refining was successful, it was named Tianxia Peak, but Zhang Xian found a problem when he sacrificed and refined, this peak did not have the characteristics of a magic weapon, and it could not be refined with the method of heart refining at all, and could only be refined with essence blood like a magic weapon.

In this way, although the power of this peak is equivalent to the magic weapon, it cannot be included in the body cultivation, let alone drive Ruyi, and the speed of sacrifice is also much slower.

It took such a big price to refine a chicken rib, and Zhang Xian was not willing to exchange it at that time, as his cultivation became profound, this peak was used by him to crush low-level monks, but he was invincible.

Zhang Yuniang didn't use her mind this time, and said directly to Ma Chuan.

The Heavenly Descending Peak was slow to come out, that was relative to the Jindan monk, and Zhang Yuniang didn't finish Ma Chuan's words.

Bandung Mountain successfully sacrificed the Heavenly Descending Peak, and instantly appeared above the heads of the monk surnamed Min and the purple-haired boy, and the blue light was shining, trapping the two of them in it, and they seemed to be smashing down with a slow illness.

In the blink of an eye, the blue light was exhausted, and where the two monks surnamed Min were standing, a deep pit the size of three zhang appeared.

The monk surnamed Min and the purple-haired boy were nowhere to be seen, but there was a stain of blood in the center of the pit, indicating that it had become a pulp.

With one blow, Bandung Mountain made a meritorious effort, and the sky-descending peak turned into a two-inch-high cyan peak and returned to his hands.

At the same time as Wanlong Mountain made a move, Lin Zhan and the three of them flew up directly, and came to the space distortion above the altar, and the three of them had a tacit cooperation, one of them urged the jade talisman that opened the exit with all their might, and the other of them guarded against others.

Ma Chuan and Zhang Yuniang glanced at each other and quickly flew towards the altar.

But almost at the same time as the cyan peak of Bandung Mountain fell, a purple light appeared above the altar, quickly circling the space distortion area, and before Ma Chuan and Zhang Yuniang could get close, Lin Zhan's three bodies actually burst open, turning into three clouds of blood mist and scattering in all directions.

The purple light flickered, it was the purple-haired young man of the Ten Thousand Puppet Sect, but his face was very calm at this time.

Ma Chuan saw that the purple-haired young man killed Lin Zhan and the three of them in an instant, and received more than ten bulging mustard seed bags and three jade talismans, but he couldn't sit still, he had to make a move in public and private.

So he teamed up with Zhang Yuniang and started a fierce fight with the purple-haired boy.

The three Qingxi Valley disciples who followed Bandung Mountain into the valley went to attack the three of the Six Yin Palaces at the same time as the Bandung Mountain moved.

While the three of them were shooting in Bandung Mountain, they were not idle, and they fought with the Mochizuki Gate and his party.

A quarter of an hour later, the Nine Lauric Nine Ghost Flames spread out with the momentum of heavenly fire, sweeping through half of the valley, and all kinds of battles stopped.

After the light of all kinds of evasive lights and magic powers was exhausted, there were only six people left in the valley.

Qingxi Valley is the most, with Ma Chuan, Bandung Mountain, and Zhang Yuniang.

The Six Yin Hall was left with a green-eyed Lao Lixin.

Mochizuki Gate also only has a girl surnamed Han left.

There is only one person who refines the void son.

The Six Yin Palaces were completely annihilated, and the purple-haired boy died under Ma Chuan's hands, but in the void, the ordinary size of the purple puppet made the remaining six people feel uneasy.

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