"Boom ......"

The sky, thunderclouds surged, roaring incessantly.

And the earth, too, is in the midst of a fight, wailing and howling, like hell.

Violent storm.

Everywhere in the Qingying Mountain, the Holy Witch Sect members and the elders and disciples of the Righteous Path sect clashed together, regardless of the heavy rain and the survival of life and death. There is only the murderous aura and depression in the sky, with the wind, drifting thousands of miles away.

But I don't know, what are they fighting for?

Survive?

Benefit?

"Nine Palaces, San!"

"Boom ......"

In the forest south of the Qingming Mountain, a roar erupted. The purple gossip hexagram that was close to Qin Chuan's body suddenly spread out in all directions, bringing out a strong wind and scattering wildly. However, it was the attack of Tao Danqing's six phantoms, together with the ropes that the primordial gods turned into, to move in all directions and come out in a backlash.

Heaven and earth were silent, falling into a brief silence.

"Whew!"

Feeling a touch of fresh wind, Qin Chuan's body suddenly disappeared, and he suddenly appeared a few feet away with the wind with his emptiness. The dragon's spine in his hand trembled slightly, and his complexion became more and more gloomy.

In his mouth, he exhaled hot air and disappeared into the rain and mist.

In an instant, in the sky above the original place, the final blow with the strongest killing intent of the Seven Kills bombarded down in an instant. The muddy water splashed, and it actually blasted out a mud puddle, so strong!

At this moment, Tao Danqing couldn't help but feel a little more dignified.

"Hoo ......"

Exhaling a mouthful of turbid air, Qin Chuan wiped the blood from the corners of his mouth and quickly adjusted his internal breath.

Glancing at Zhao Mingcheng on the side, he noticed that his inner demon incarnation also had a faint momentum, and then, his eyes turned to meet Tao Danqing, and suddenly, the corners of his mouth raised, and he felt a little happy.

However, there are many worries in my heart.

Tao Danqing's strength is much stronger than he expected, and in just a few breaths, he has fought for several rounds, although he has not yet lost, he has suffered a lot of internal injuries. In addition, he has to divide the demon incarnation to deal with Zhao Mingcheng, with one enemy and two, he will eventually be defeated.

Moreover, the most worrying thing is that the head of the three noble paths, if the other party sends out information, those three people will gather here to deal with themselves. Then, the general trend will go.

"No, we have to do our best to solve the current trouble. ”

With a thought in his heart, Qin Chuan couldn't help gritting his teeth.

......

Qingming Mountain, before the mountain gate.

This righteous path attack was extremely fierce, no worse than the tentative attack in the morning, this time, all the masters had already participated, and in less than half an hour, they had already attacked outside the mountain gate.

In addition, there are small groups of enemy offenders in all directions.

Heavy rain.

Sanna stood quietly on a boulder, her body emitting a faint glimmer of light, barely shielded from some wind and rain, but her hair was still wet, and a little rain slid down her hair, quite wolf-like.

The Western Xinjiang Gu Technique is different from the Central Plains Cultivation of the True Truth, does not pay attention to qualitative changes, in terms of Taoism's theory of "essence, qi, and spirit", it is to pay attention to the cultivation of "God". It is precisely because of this that it can directly attack the mind, which has a surprising effect on the various gates of the Central Plains. But in the current embarrassment, there is also some powerlessness.

The enemy chose to attack the mountain on such a rainy night, and must have considered this reason.

Suddenly, Sanna's eyebrows furrowed slightly.

In such an urgent situation, the sect leader A Luo Ye and Qin Chuan were nowhere to be found.

His eyes kept wandering in this battlefield, looking for the breath of the two people, but except for the people on both sides who were fighting fiercely all over the mountains, they found nothing. Sanna's eyebrows were even tighter.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, there was a flash of light, and I saw a man fall in front of Sanna.

However, it was Xu Zhiqian's true yuan that was scattered, and the magic weapon in his hand, Hengtian Ruler, was shining, and he looked at Sanna firmly. There is a fear on the face, but there is also a calm color, wearing a plain Confucian robe, not stained with wind and rain.

"Why are you again?"

Sanna came to her senses and sneered.

"Your Excellency's Tricks!"

Xu Zhiqian naturally couldn't laugh, and with a deep voice, he had already started his posture. At this time, the battle situation was chaotic, and he saw that the Holy Witch Cult was defending with Sanna as the center, so he crossed the Daodao defense line, trying to take Sanna directly and break the Holy Witch Cult's enemy formation. It's just that......

Seeing this, Sanna smiled again.

"I know you, Mr. Hedong of the Confucian Garden. But you're okay with dancing and writing, if you want to fight me, I'm afraid your ten lives won't be enough. ”

"Life, Xu only has one, but if you don't try, how can you know...... What?!"

Suddenly, Xu Zhiqian was shocked before he finished speaking.

Immediately, a strange flower vine grew out of thin air under his feet, spreading upward, and in a moment it had firmly restrained him. Immediately afterwards, I saw the jade bamboo cane in Sanna's hand waved slightly, and a ray of light converged into a semi-circular mirror, which instantly covered Xu Zhiqian in place.

"Bang!"

In the round mirror, the sound of Xu Zhiqian's struggle was heard, but it was unbreakable.

Mare's nest!

"You stay well, my sister will play with you later. ”

Sanna smiled inexplicably as she looked at the image of herself reflected in the mirror. But soon, his face sank, and he looked at the battlefield with a very familiar old man from the Central Plains.

Han Tianqiong.

After several intelligence collections, coupled with Qin Chuan's advice, Sanna had clearly memorized the threatening people in the various sects of the righteous path, and at this time, the masters of the sect also fought with them.

"New hatred and old grudges, let's settle them together this time. ”

Success or failure, survival or death, it depends on this battle!

......

"Whew!"

In the middle of the battlefield, a white shadow flashed, and he retreated several feet.

Xiao Rubai couldn't stop his steps, but he didn't know whose corpse he was stepping on, and a jade flute in his hand spun rapidly on his fingertips, and finally stopped. As for who is under his feet, there is not much to care about.

"The sect master broke through the void with a sword, and when I saw it a few days ago, Xiao Mou already admired it. Now that I have experienced it myself, I am even more amazed. This sword is unparalleled in the world!"

"Hmph. ”

Ahead, there was a cold snort.

The Jade Sword Immortal held a white jade fairy sword in his hand, standing in the air, his clothes fluttering. She has been famous in the Central Plains for nearly a hundred years, and her swordsmanship is unparalleled, but how can she allow a junior to evaluate, "The dignified disciple of Xiaoyao Valley is in the same stream with the cult at this moment, which is really insulting to the admiration of the world and the name of Xiaoyao." ”

"The sect master's words are wrong. ”

Xiao Rubai shook his head and said, "The Holy Witch Doctrine, everyone in the world is a family, and the four seas are the same, you must not know it." In this way, by means of unknown techniques, we can convict unclear crimes, and we do not know the reason of right and wrong. ”

"What is evil?"

"If you talk about Qin Chuan, I think he is not wrong. ”

After saying a few words in a row, Xiao Rubai sighed in his heart and looked directly at the Jade Sword Immortal in front of him.

Hearing this, the Jade Sword Immortal's face sank, and the sword soldier in his hand trembled inexplicably. Suddenly, his eyebrows raised, the blade of the sword suddenly rose, and he said coldly:

"There is no mistake or not, but it is up to the people of the world to judge. ”

"Who are the people of the world?"

Xiao Rubai asked rhetorically, and then suddenly got up again and faced the Jade Sword Immortal. With the unique true yuan atmosphere of Xiaoyao Valley, although there is no killing intent, its strong Cheng dù is not inferior to others.

A new round of confrontation is unfolding again!

......

Rain.

Between heaven and earth, there is a vast expanse.

Qingyin Mountain, shrouded in the night, was pitch black, and there was a terrifying yin qi, raging and open. Wailing and howling, the yin wind gusting, the legendary underworld, I'm afraid it's just that.

"Master said that in addition to the Sanskrit sound of Buddhism, in this world, the most feared ghost art is the Fuxi gossip and the burning sky of Beiyan Pavilion. Today, I'm going to have a good lesson. ”

Hearing this, a white-haired old man shouted as if angry:

"Do you think you can be the enemy of the two of us?"

"Hmph. ”

Immediately, the ghost ghost chuckled lightly and looked at the Beiyan Pavilion Lord in front of him, and at the same time, behind him, the Purple Void Immortal Gu held a dusty, rich Dao method, which was constantly dispersing the yin qi in this space.

"Dementor!"

Suddenly, only listening to a spell from the ghost, under the soles of his feet, a blood-colored six-pointed star suddenly appeared, as if forming a large array, eerie and abnormal. In just a moment, above the hexagonals, a stream of black qi converged and condensed into a human form, covered in black robes, like ghosts.

Ghost Spirit!

Unexpectedly, six were condensed!

"If you are more than people, you are at a disadvantage. ”

“！”

At this time, the Purple Void Immortal Gu and the Lord of the Beiyan Pavilion were both shocked, and at the beginning, a Yuan Soul broke into Luoyan Peak unscrupulously, and the Beiyan Pavilion was even more stolen from many treasures because of this.

However, this time, there were six at once!

"The way of the demons, suffer death!"

"Boom!"

"Boom ......"

......

"Boom!"

The entire Qingming Mountain exploded in all directions, like a landslide and the ground cracked.

Shaon was bare-chested, his skin reflecting the mottled color everywhere, shining, and he didn't know if it was rain or sweat. A broken mountain axe, jumping into the air and slashing down, like a thousand jun, opening the mountain and breaking the stone.

Hearing only the sound of "click", the bones of Xu Wei's pair of fists in Donglei Pavilion were broken, and the thunder light that originally flickered on them suddenly dissipated, and his body fell back several feet away, falling to the ground and groaning.

"If it weren't for the Lord's explanation, would you still have your life?"

Shaon let out a roar, glanced at it, and turned to look for the next target.

It's not that Qin Chuan told him not to kill, it's just that Sha Ang's body is special, and his strength and speed are different from ordinary people, and even far beyond those who cultivate truth. The task given to him by Qin Chuan was to constantly wander around the battlefield, looking for opportunities to abolish those who could not improve their cultivation, and relieve the pressure on the members of the Holy Witch Sect.

If Xu Wei is killed, the other party will resist desperately, although the result is still death, but this will not do the slightest benefit to the entire battle situation.

Gradually, Sha Ang seemed to have figured out Qin Chuan's intentions, and his heart was even more respectful.

"Whew!"

Suddenly, a rainy night flying flower fan flew out of nowhere and rushed to the side of Shaang's body. But it was Xue Hao of the Confucian Garden who found an opportunity to take the opportunity to make a sneak attack and attacked towards Sha'ang.

"Look for death!"

Seeing this, Sha Ang shouted angrily, his seemingly rough and bulky body was surprisingly dexterous. One turned around, and with a slash of the big axe in his hand, he had already split the flying fan several feet away and fell into the mud.

However, it turned out to be intact.

"Hmph. ”

However, I saw Xue Hao retreat a few feet at once and let out an evil laugh.

“？！”

At this time, Shaon finally knew that he was on the way, and a little horror flashed in his eyes. Behind him, Na Tao Hong, who almost killed the sect leader in the morning, was gathering the same spell, extremely powerful.

Killing intent was born quietly.

Seven kills!