The Eight Directions Demon Dao was shaken down by the Chaos Bell Ring, and the Xuanyuan Sword in Xuanyuan Yi's hand fell from mid-air one after the other. "Jingle" two crisp sounds, these two treasures fell not far from the wind.

Looking along with the wind, he found that whether it was the Xuanyuan Sword or the higher-level Bafang Demon Dao, its surface was a burst of dull color, just like an ordinary mortal weapon, where was there still half a point of aura before?

"Brother Xuanyuan, don't worry, as long as I am alive, I will definitely take care of the Xuanyuan Sword. Never disappoint the glory of your Xuanyuan family. Sui Feng looked at the body of Xuanyuan Yi, who had been shriveled to a disfigure, endured the pain in his heart, and bowed deeply.

He walked slowly to where the Xuanyuan Sword was, and pulled it up. The Xuanyuan Holy Sword, which was still bright and extraordinary just now, seemed to have added a lot of vicissitudes to the sword body at this moment. Not only is the layer of light on the surface dim, but the spirit in the sword body has also weakened a lot.

"The Chaos Bell is an ancient treasure, vast and solemn, how can it become so treacherous today? Not only can it absorb the true essence of the human body, but even the spiritual light on the magic weapon will not be let go at all, has it been re-refined by some villain?" Obviously, this Xuanyuan Holy Sword has become like this, precisely because the aura in its sword body has been absorbed by the Chaos Bell Ring, this magic weapon is not human-like, once the true spirit in it is damaged, it will take a lot longer to recover.

And the Eight Directions Demon Dao scattered on the side was also a bleak color at this time. Just now, it struck a peerless blow with the Chaos Bell Ring, but instead of shaking it open. And he couldn't even keep his own aura, and in just one moment, he was absorbed by most of the Chaos Bell Ring.

"Xuanyong real ......" with the wind whispered, raised his head, looked upward, and was taken aback.

I don't know if it's because the concussive force of the blow just now is too strong, and the hairpins on Xuanyong's real people are all shaken off, covered in blood, and their heads are scattered, and their eyes are full of hideousness. I know I've come to this juncture. The trend has long since passed. He had no longer had any life, and shouted loudly: "What a vicious bell ring! The old man will die with you today!"

His eyes were bloody, bright red, and his eyes were about to split. And with his stray hair. Like a madman. A roar. Leave everything behind. Desperately rushed towards the bronze ring, as if he had never seen the black light wrapped around the bronze ring, and directly grabbed it tightly with both hands!

There was a slight muffled thud. He had wrapped his ten fingers tightly around the copper ring! Ten fingers connected to his heart, and when even a burst of heart-piercing pain came to his mind, Xuan Yong Zhenren snorted, and almost fainted directly from the pain! A little bit of Zhenyuan Zheng in his body gushed out from his ten fingers, and this black light also carried an incomparable scorching power, but in just one breath, it actually scorched his hands!

"This is Xuanyin Flame! Xuanyin... Ghost Fire ......" Xuan Yong Zhenren seemed to be stupid, and he couldn't even feel the pain in his hands, desperately recalling it in his mind.

"Ahh The Chaos Bell Ring is obviously extraordinary, and it is in its heyday, at this moment, with his half-crippled strength, it is simply helpless, only by silently persevering, waiting for the power of this formation to be lost, there is a glimmer of life.

Seeing that these two seniors had worked hard for himself, how could he feel good in his heart? However, if he acted recklessly, he would only die in vain, and the hard work of the two seniors would be wasted.

"Han Xin endured the humiliation of his crotch back then, and only then did he have a time to reach in the future. Today I hereby swear that if I can escape this catastrophe, I will find the person who laid out today's situation in the future, and use his head to pay tribute to the people who died today!"

At this time, Xuan Yong's real person's whole body True Yuan was rapidly lost, and his body became shriveled. But as if he was still unaware, his eyes flickering, sometimes clear, sometimes chaotic.

"He was on the altar at the time, and when I broke in, he was the one who had made a mistake and burned him to death with this same dark fire...... No wonder he borrowed such a heavy treasure from this Eight Directions Demon Dao so easily, so it is, so it is!" Xuan Yong Zhenren was shocked, as if he had woken up to something. But by this time, his body had shriveled up, and he mustered all his strength to say something, but he could only make a hoarse sound.

"I'm not reconciled! I will never let you go even if I die and become a ghost!" Xuan Yong Zhenren roared angrily in his heart, and only those eyes were still round on his dry face, which was extremely terrifying. With a bite of his fangs, he bit the tip of his tongue and squeezed out a trace of essence and blood from all over his body.

"Boom!" A dull sound came from above, but in an instant, Xuan Yong's real person's body turned into a blood mist.

With the wind bowing his head, he endured it and didn't look at it. But the tip of his nose was still sore, and the two lines of tears couldn't bear it anymore, and they flowed down his cheeks.

There were more than 30 people in his group, but at this time, he was the only one left. I watched them one by one either explode and turn into a blood mist, or they were sucked dry of the aura of their bodies and turned into dried corpses. First of all, he was a loose cultivator with relatively mediocre strength, and then he was a disciple of the Xuanyuan family. Especially when his former friends, Ji Jian and Ximen Changli, blew themselves up one after another and turned into blood mist, it stabbed him with a sharp pain in his heart.

Until Zuihou, all the disciples of the Xuanyuan family died here, and even Xuanyong Zhenren and Xuanyuan Yi also passed away one after another, until now only he is left.

All of this feels like a dream every time I think about it.

"Hum-" The sudden roar in his ears shattered this empty dream.

When he looked up, he found that at some point, the Chaos Bell Ring descended from mid-air, and at this moment it was suspended above the wind. The absolute suction gushed out, directly enveloping itself.

"No, it's not a dream, it's all real. Ji Jian and them, Yun Xuan and them, as well as the head of the family, are really dead. Only I survived, I must get out alive from here and avenge them!"

The round hole of this chaotic bell ring was aimed at the Baihui point above Suifeng's head, like a long whale sucking water, continuously sucking away the true yuan in Suifeng's body.

Rao is luck with the wind, no matter how much he works, he can't catch up with the speed of the loss of this true element. It's just easy to recover fifty percent of the true element, and at this rate, at most, a stick of incense will take time, and the wind will follow in the footsteps of other people, and be sucked dry here.

"It seems that I can only use this thing......" Sui Feng frowned slightly, as if he had made a lot of determination. The palm of his hand was spread out, and the light green light in the palm of his hand flashed, and there was already a fist-sized white bead, which was the dragon pill given to him by the true dragon before.

Although he has a lot of mystical methods in his body, there are only two things left that can recover the true yuan in a short time, one is this dragon pill, and the other is the Du Erjin pill that he obtained in the Dan pharmacy before.

He thought about it for a while, but finally chose Long Dan.

Listening to what the true dragon said, it has been entrenched here for thousands of years, and it has relied on the true yuan in the dragon pill to persevere. Compared with the aura contained in it, it must be more than the Nadu Erjin Pill, and he didn't have time to think about it, so he held this Dragon Pill in the palm of his hand with the wind, and silently carried out the Xuangong.

In order to prevent the aura above this dragon pill from being collected by the chaotic bell ring, he also deliberately used the emperor's weather to wrap it. He had tried, although the Great Emperor's meteorology could not completely prevent the leakage of his own true yuan, it could ensure that the true yuan of the magic weapon spirit pill was stable and intact. However, what he didn't expect was that he had just used the Xuan Gong, and the dragon pill in his hand seemed to be boiling, gushing out a large stream of spiritual energy. (To be continued......)

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