On the other side of the spatial teleportation, on top of the bluestone altar, the blood-colored light gate floating in the void stood quietly, and the blood light flowed.

At this moment, a figure suddenly flew out of the blood-colored light gate, but it did not rise into the air, but went straight to the bluestone altar in a free fall movement.

Immediately after, there was a muffled sound, coupled with a crisp sound of gold and stone crashing.

"Woo... Wow!" On the bluestone, Qin Tianwolf stood up from the ground, his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood couldn't help but spurt out.

Looking at him at this time, his breath was sluggish, his cyan clothes were tattered and stained with blood, and on his chest and shoulder, several fist-sized terrifying wounds rolled up with blood, looking shocking.

Not daring to delay for a moment, Qin Tian grabbed the dim black sword next to him, forcibly suppressed the injuries in his body, and shot out of the passage one by one.

After a while, the blood gate suspended in the void was another burst of blood light, and two people stumbled out from it, but it was Qingyunzi and the beautiful woman in plain clothes.

At this time, the two of them completely lost their usual fairy wind bones, and they looked frightened, looking like wolves, but they didn't know how the two escaped.

But at this time, the breath of the two of them was like a candle flame that could be extinguished at any time, ethereal.

Qingyunzi's original crane hair and childish appearance has changed at this time, as if he has aged in an instant, the folds on his skin are like old bark, where is there still the posture of the fairy wind and bones before, completely like an old man in his last years.

And the plain-clothed beauty on the side was even more unbearable, not only did she lose one of her arms, but her breath seemed to be about to drive the crane west at any time, and her body was already half-kneeling on the golden hairpin.

After the two of them came out of the blood gate, they trembled and stabilized their bodies, and their faces were shocked. At this time, I saw Qing Yunzi wipe it from the cloth bag around his waist again, and a blue and dark iron bead appeared in his hand out of thin air.

It was the "Thunder Fire Bead" that Qingyunzi used to deal with the huge palm before.

"Hurry!" Throwing the thunder fire bead into the void, Qingyunzi's old face was full of solemn and nervous expressions, and he pointed at the blood-colored light gate not far away, and shouted in a deep voice.

And at this moment, the door frame of the light gate was full of blood, which indicated that someone was teleporting from the opposite side.

In the next moment, the blood-colored light curtain in the center of the light gate flowed in a burst of light, and a suppressed terrifying aura was slowly releasing from the spatial portal.

The two plain-clothed beauties felt this "familiar" aura, their bodies couldn't help but tremble slightly, and their faces instantly turned pale. But at this time, the thunder fire beads sacrificed by Qingyunzi also instantly hit the blood-colored light gate.

"Boom", a thunderous explosion sounded, and just as the blood-colored light curtain was circulating, the thunder fire beads exploded.

Under the bombardment of thunder and fire in the sky, the blood-colored light gate flickered rapidly a few times before it instantly collapsed and disappeared. Immediately after, a fierce and violent spatial tearing force raged in all directions.

Because Qingyunzi and the two were too close to each other, the two of them were caught off guard and lit up with a thin layer of spiritual power light, but they were still swept into the void by a huge tearing force, smashing to the ground like two disemboweled cannonballs.

Two rumbling noises came out, and two large pits appeared on the bluestone altar, and Qingyunzi and the plain-clothed beauty were lying in one of the pits with a faint breath.

"Ahem...... Cough", after a while, Qingyunzi relieved his strength, stroked his chest and coughed violently, coughing up a mouthful or two of blood from time to time, his breath was extremely sluggish, and he was obviously seriously injured.

Although the space portal was broken, this place was still not a safe place, Qing Yunzi took out a white pill from the cloth bag around his waist and swallowed it, and his face looked better. Then he jumped into the pit next to him, and found that the plain-clothed beauty was unconscious, and the breath on her body was even weaker.

Seeing this, Qingyunzi frowned, and after a few flashes of light in his eyes, he sighed helplessly, took out a green pill and put it into the mouth of the plain-clothed beauty.

Then the blue light in his hand surged, turning into a slender rope of light to wrap the plain-clothed beauty, and then he made a purple flying sword, and he stepped on the sword with a wolf and shot out of the passage.

............

Hundreds of miles away in the misty valley, high in the sky above the reckless green mountains, a huge flying sword traversed the sky, turning into a ghostly light whistling in the void, like a long rainbow piercing the sun, piercing the sky.

The flying sword is more than three zhang long, and there are three people standing above the sword, and there is a person sitting cross-legged at the tip of the sword.

The cross-legged man was none other than Qin Tian, who had escaped from the wolf bèi in the misty valley.

As soon as he escaped from the valley, under the scanning of his divine sense, he found the three Su Qingshi waiting outside, and then without saying a word or giving an explanation, he beckoned the three of them to get on the flying sword, and he didn't dare to delay for a moment and leave quickly.

And Su Qingshi and the three of them saw Qin Tian's wolf appearance, and his face was very solemn and nervous, as if he was running for his life, so he suppressed many doubts in his heart, and left with Qin Tian without saying much.

At this time, Qin Tian's whole body was full of blue light, his brows were tightly locked, and fine beads of sweat oozed from his pale face.

And as the blue light continued to flicker, a trace of black qi continued to overflow from the wound on his chest and shoulder.

The strange thing was that these black qi seemed to have spirituality, and as soon as they were forced out, they wanted to re-enter Qin Tian's body.

"Hmph!", a cold snort came out, Qin Tian's palm was raised, and a suction force came from the palm of his hand, sucking those black gases into his hands. Then as soon as the blue fire on his hand appeared, those black gases were instantly burned without a trace.

Half an hour later, Qin Tian's eyes opened, and a trace of exhaustion flashed.

At this time, he had temporarily dragged out his injuries, although his body was destroyed, and even his lungs were pierced by those strengths, but fortunately, his vital point was not damaged, which can be regarded as a great luck in misfortune.

In fact, the most seriously injured thing in front of Qin Tian was not his body, but the strange black qi left in his body.

Qin Tian was no stranger to these black qi, when he was injured by the bloody corpse turned by the young man in white when he fought with the young man in white before, he was entangled by these black qi and entangled in his spiritual power, making his cultivation restricted. At the time, it took him a lot of effort to get rid of it.

And now, these black qi are haunted again, and they are even several times more difficult than the previous black qi, and they all have a little spirituality.

With Qin Tian's current situation, he could only barely suppress these black qi and prevent it from spreading and raging in his body. But his current strength can't play three or four out of ten.

Standing up, Qin Tian's divine sense kept letting go, and there was no abnormality within a radius of several miles, so he couldn't help but look gloomy and let out a sigh slowly.

"It seems that there is no chasing!" Qin Tian's eyes first flashed with a look of horror, and then he seemed to think of it again, and his expression showed a bit of sadness and regret, and he sighed lowly.

It turned out that Qin Tian was feeling sorry for Qing Yunzi and the others, if what he expected was good, these people would have been killed.

"Qin Tian, how are you injured? What about my master and the other seniors?" Seeing that Qin Tian had finally woken up from his pranayama, Su Qingshi, who was standing behind Qin Tian with a worried face on her face, couldn't wait to ask, because when she saw Qin Tian's appearance, she had a faint sense of foreboding.

After speaking, he stared at Qin Tian with a trace of nervousness on his face, waiting for Qin Tian to answer.

And the two people who were standing on the side, Ghost Li and Dusty Wind, also had a touch of melancholy, staring at Qin Tian with a pale face, and they also wanted to know the answer.