~Date: ~October 19~

"Chase!" The disciples of the three factions were helpless, and when they saw that the temptation was ineffective, they immediately gave a decisive order.

"Kill!" The disciples of the three factions of the Shanghua Sect had no choice but to disperse their formations and chase the enemy separately, but they were also well-trained, and they all attacked and killed in pairs.

For a while, around the entire wind pillar, the brilliance flashed, the sound continued, and from time to time there were miserable cries sounding in different places!

"Senior Brother Kan, I'll wait... How to deal with it?" Seeing the disciples of the three sects of the Shanghua Sect making a move, Kan Peng asked in a low voice.

"Hmph, let's see!" Kan Ximing glared at Kan Peng, and then glanced at Gen Yuhui, who was pale next to him, and said in a low voice, "Don't you see that Senior Brother Gen's injury hasn't recovered yet?"

"Yes!" Kan Peng replied with a low brow, but the yellow talisman in his hand was already ready.

The four disciples of the Yulei Sect were also unlucky, seeing Xiao Hua and the others rushing into the Underworld, they were happy in their hearts, and commanded the disciples of each faction to take advantage of the situation to tear apart the formation laid by the disciples of the three factions such as the Shanghua Sect, and they all rushed into the Underworld with joy. However, the pride in their hearts hadn't been rippling in their hearts for long, and the glory on their faces that had been praised by the disciples of other sects had only been hanging for half a moment, and they were targeted by the disciples of the Xunyan Sect!

Isn't it, your disciple of the Imperial Thunder Sect is really a cow, and he will tear apart the formation of the three factions of the people, and destroy the Jihua who swallowed the Netherworld Orchid alone, this is a shortcut to enter the foundation building, a great opportunity, can people not hold grudges? Xiao Hua is running away, what about the other disciples of the Imperial Thunder Sect? Can you run?

And at this time, seeing that the ten disciples of the Xunyan Sect were chasing and killing the disciples of the Imperial Thunder Sect, the disciples of the other factions were afraid to avoid them, where would they help Kan Ximing and them? As a result, after several battles, Gen Yuhui was seriously injured, and Gen Jiancheng was even more martyred. If it weren't for the vision of this huge wind pillar, which was discovered by Kan Ximing in time and desperately fled here, I am afraid that the three disciples of the Yulei Sect would have folded in the hands of the Xunyan Sect disciples without even seeing the shadow of the Netherland!

Of course. When Kan Ximing fled to the side of the Wind Pillar, the Xun Yan Sect disciple had no choice but to stop and focus on the Netherland's body. Kan Ximing breathed a sigh of relief and asked Gen Yuhui to quickly take the pill to breathe and heal his injuries.

"Xiao Hua, Xiao Hua, it's really hateful. It's just that you don't listen to the command of the poor Dao, and you still dare to take charge of the battle without permission! You obviously have the strength to break the formation, but you still don't make it clear to the poor Dao, and you can't obey the overall situation, this kind of consciousness of loose cultivation is really hateful! When you return to the Imperial Thunder Sect, the poor Dao will definitely report to the master of my family's palace ‰ Sect Master order to punish you! Hateful, really hateful!"

Kan Ximing was hateful in his heart, obviously hating Xiao Hua to the extreme, and he had already abandoned the credit for breaking Xiao Hua's formation and letting them enter the Underworld. And Kan Ximing's eyes have been wandering around the left side of the wind pillar, wanting to find the traces of Xiao Hua and Xun Shu and others!

"Senior Brother Kan, don't look for it!" Kan Peng sneered: "Xiao Hua is afraid that he has been martyred a long time ago, think about it" What are the disciples of the Yan Sect chasing after us ⌒ What are the disciples of the Qiqiao Sect doing? It must be chasing and killing Xiao Hua, we are all like this, can they still live? Besides, I have seen the vision here in the Wind Pillar, they haven't come until now, and they are still ......."

Kampen didn't finish his words. A sharp sound appeared near the left of Campeng in the midst of many noisy sounds, in the howling gusts of wind!

"Grandma's. It's finally here!" Kan Ximing smiled bitterly, seeing the Qiqiao Sect disciples flying over to attack. With a slap of his hand, an ice talisman was struck, and a light blue light flew into the air, meeting the ice spikes that flew over!

"You take Senior Brother Gen to the side of the Wind Pillar," Kan Ximing commanded, his figure flew up, and he raised his voice while hitting the Vajra Talisman on himself first.

"Yes, disciple understands!" Kan Peng didn't dare to slack off, and put his hand on the shoulder of Gen Yuhui, who was sitting cross-legged, and hit the flying charm, and was about to fly away with him.

"Haha, disciple of the Imperial Thunder Sect, where to go!" Another voice sounded in the gust of wind, and before the voice fell, a crimson light lit up in the air not far from Kanpeng, and a disciple of the Qiqiao Sect held a one-foot-sized red pu fan in his hand, and the red brilliance came from the pu fan!

"Ah??magic weapon?Ye Yang fan!" Seeing that there were thin dots of flames lingering around the pu fan, and the power of the magic weapon could not be covered even by gusts of wind, Kan Peng shouted in a lost voice.

Kan Peng couldn't take Gen Yuhui anymore, retracted his hand, and took out a three-inch long black stick from the storage bag, it was his magic weapon thunder roller, seeing that the Ye Yang fan was slowly fanning in the hands of the disciples of the Qiqiao Sect, and the surrounding heaven and earth aura were absorbed by the Ye Yang fan, first a red flame was born, and then countless flames converged to form a fire dragon, driven by the Ye Yang fan, flying towards him, and the fire dragon absorbed the aura of heaven and earth, and grew stronger and stronger, and when it flew close to Kan Peng, it had formed a three-foot size! Kan Peng bit his teeth and sent the mana of his whole body into the thunder roller, and countless tiny thunder lights gushed out like filaments, forming a thunder net in front of Kan Peng!

"Go!" Kan Peng waved the thunder roller with some weakness, and the thunder net let out a roaring sound and headed towards the fire dragon.

In an instant, the thunder net was submerged in the fire dragon, and there was a violent sound like fried beans, and the electric light on the thunder net was extinguished several times, and the power of the fire dragon was consumed a lot before it was annihilated! However, Ye Yang Fan was a magic weapon after all, and it was already good that the fire dragon was annihilated by the thunder roller, and more fire dragons crossed the thunder net with a snap of their fingers, and they drowned both Kan Peng and Gen Yuhui with lightning speed.

Kan Peng and Gen Yuhui's bodies were originally defensive yellow talismans to resist the gusts of wind of the underworld, at this time, the brilliance of this yellow talisman was under the scorching heat of the fire dragon, and it couldn't resist for a moment, and it was annihilated at once, "Senior Brother Kan, save me!" Kan Peng shouted, and hit the defensive yellow talisman on himself one after another.

And Gen Yuhui was even more miserable, only to feel a burning pain all over his body, and just before he could scream, his body began to melt rapidly!

Khampeng's resistance was only in vain, how could a few yellow talismans fight against the magic weapon? That is, after a few breaths, he also followed in the footsteps of Gen Yuhui!

"Hmph, disciple of the Imperial Thunder Sect!, but that's it!" The Qiqiao Sect disciple who was holding the Ye Yang Fan smiled proudly, his body was not waiting for Wang, he slapped his hand, took out a pill, and was about to put it in his mouth to take it, and a chuckle appeared next to him: "Lao Tzu has been waiting for you for a long time! As he spoke, a monk dressed in a black robe suddenly broke out of the battle with another Shanghua Sect disciple, raised his hand, and a fist-sized water-blue bead flew out, and a layer of blue brilliance rippled out from the bead, like a tide rushing towards the Qiqiao Sect disciple!