Behind the little monk of the Ten Directions, the young man covered in blood suddenly slipped off the copper wooden fish and fell to the ground with a thud.

The young man staggered to his feet, stretched out his hand and wiped it on his face, wiping away the blood, sweat, and frost that covered his eyes, a little dizzy, but still firmly raised the long knife in his hand, and hissed: "Shifang, quickly find the people of the Three Holy Lands!" he said, his feet did not stop, and rushed towards the place where the battle was most tragic.

"Ji, Ji, Ji......" A series of oozing strange laughter sounded.

The old monster leaned out of a strange black mist, his curly yellow hair fluttered in the wind, and said with a smile: "Don't dream, you are too busy to take care of yourself, how can you have time to take care of you? The gang of rotten good people on Luoxia Island, saying that saving people's lives is better than building a seventh-level floating slaughter, the sect leader sent someone to get 3,000 children, and floated them on the Wangxiang River one by one in wooden basins, and the great benevolent people are not allowed to fish until tomorrow? As for Tianji Palace, Gaga, Lao Tzu can't find them, I wish someone would lead the way!"

Li An fell silently to the ground, and as far as his eyes could see, any time his hand rose and fell, and blood splattered, his pupils suddenly contracted. It was as if someone was holding a cold blade, standing out of sight, and wringing his heart into pieces.

The strong bloody breath made Li An feel extremely heavy even breathing. He wanted to shout, he wanted to turn and flee, and he wanted to draw his sword and rush over. But reason made him continue to watch in silence, and the timing he chose would determine the fate of more people.

The blood-colored scimitar of the old monster is full of energy, and he is invincible. He laughed loudly, and the knife momentum rolled up in the sky, and the thunder and wind rushed and collided with each other, and there was no three-in-one enemy under the knife.

Finally, the sound of breaking the sky came one after another, the snow on the trees flew down, and the masters of the Demon Dao gathered together, chasing the great monk of the King Kong Gate, and entering the range of the Tianji Palace formation.

"Open!" Li An turned the Taiyi Heavenly Machine Mirror, and the sky light and cloud shadows were strangely distorted and deformed, and all the formations were instantly opened. In a flash of Xuanguang, the great monk and the master of the Demon Gate who were fighting for their lives suddenly disappeared into the formation.

The old monster's laughter stopped abruptly, he rubbed his eyes, and yes, the mountain road was gone, and the dense forests on both sides of the road were gone, and even the little novice he was about to make up for it and send it to the western sky was nowhere to be found. chased and killed the brothers in the sect of the Vajra Gate together, but they couldn't see any of them.

The sky is vast and high, the earth is vast and boundless, and there seem to be a few faint starlight falling. The old monster suddenly gasped, it was not starlight, but mirror light, he thought of the legend of Taiyi Tianji Mirror refining the soul, he couldn't hold it anymore, his body rose into the air, and rushed towards the light.

It seems to be a little distance in an instant, but at this moment, it seems to be separated by a moat. The old monster felt like he was flying forward, as fast as an arrow from a string. But the distance between him and the light was always so far away, without the slightest change, that he felt a sense of helplessness as he climbed a tall building and tried to pick up the stars in the sky.

The old monster stopped, and when he looked down, he saw that his feet were still on the ground. A long-lost panic hit my heart. He frantically poured his true qi into the scimitar, and the runes on the knife suddenly emitted a piercing red light. He whistled and waved his hand, and the long knife sliced through the void,

On the opposite side, the blue glow flashed, and an identical scimitar suddenly appeared, bringing up thousands of feet of blood light, and slashed over. In a trance, the old monster seemed to see his own shadow, the same dark green clothes that hunted in the wind, the same curly and flying hair, and the same domineering and resolute knife light.

Poof! The old monster only felt a chill on the side of his neck, and a blade had cut through the soft armor close to his body, cutting deep into his shoulder. He let out a terrible howl, and the scimitar fell off his hand, his entire right arm hanging down strangely, his palm and knee level. Not because his arms are long, but because: his shoulders collapsed!

Just like looking in a mirror, the shoulders of the opposite figure also collapsed at the same time, and the scimitar fell to the ground. In the severe pain, the old monster picked up another scimitar with his left hand, looked at the same blood-colored rune on it in disbelief, and muttered a low laugh: "Sure enough, it's my knife, it doesn't get blood." ”

He didn't dare to act rashly again, but the person who arranged the formation obviously didn't just want to invite them in and sit down, and strange cyan flames emerged from the ground and swept in suddenly......

Shifang Xiao Shami had the experience of falling into the formation once, so this time, he was very calm, and with one hand, the copper wooden fish trembled violently, and once again supported him to fly. After staggering around, he didn't touch any of his fellow doors, and he didn't find an exit.

Outside the array, the heart suddenly came and went like a ghost, leading the disciples of the Heavenly Machine Palace to chase after the fish that slipped through the net. There were very few hostile opponents who did not fall into the formation, and there were fewer than the disciples of the Heavenly Machine Palace.

Li An and Zhang Shaoquan were in charge of the formation. In fact, it was mainly Zhang Shaoquan who was controlling the formation, and Li An was holding the Taiyi Heavenly Machine Mirror to lure out the Vajra Sect disciples trapped in the formation. When he saw the little monk of the Ten Directions, he sat cross-legged on the ground and whispered in his mouth: "All living beings are disturbed, and their suffering is immeasurable, so I should be for heaven and earth." For dry farming, for rafting, for hunger and thirst, for cold clothes, for sickness, for light. If there is a turbid world when it is upside down, I should be a Buddha in the middle and save all sentient beings. ”