Ren Feiyan suddenly appeared in front of the Red Horn Blood Demon like a ball of purple light, and the purple lightning in his hand shone brightly and sizzled. I saw her right palm caressing, and a purple lightning bolt instantly hit the dark forehead of the Red Horn Blood Demon Demon, right in the center of her eyebrows.

Suddenly, it rushed straight towards the entire body of the Red Horn Blood Demon Demon, and the purple light rushed around, like a spring thunder. With a bang, the entire Red Horn Blood Demon was smashed into a pool of blood. The blood-colored mist in the blood-colored demon cave looked even redder.

This little girl is really fast and steady, without any drag.

The spell that Ren Feiyan cultivated was the Purple Lightning Thunder Split, and the Thunderbolt Spell itself was the nemesis of all demonic things. Therefore, the Red Horn Blood Demon was suddenly attacked by Ren Feiyan, and he almost had no power to fight back, and he was killed in one move almost in the blink of an eye.

After the Red Horn Blood Demon was killed by Ren Feiyan, the blood mist dispersed, and a red-black Blood Demon Bead floated in the air, shining with a faint red light, like a red agate. This is the upgrade treasure that the monks love so much.

With a move of Ren Feiyanyu's hand, the beautiful Blood Demon Bead flew into her palm and threw it into the storage belt. It looks very skillful and handy, and it seems that this little girl should have collected a lot of such good treasures along the way.

Li Zhaoyuan and Ren Feiyan cooperated with each other to remind each other, and slowly moved forward to kill the Blood Demon Demon, earning the Blood Demon Bead, while looking for the Blood Demon Tablet.

Suddenly, Li Zhaoyuan's induction jade slip had the induction of other Immortal Qiao Sect disciples, and several points of light kept flickering, as if there were a lot of people, just a thousand zhang away. It seems that the functional performance of the induction jade slip is still there.

"There are disciples of our sect in front of Feiyan, let's go over and take a look?" Li Zhaoyuan picked up the induction jade slip and pointed it to Ren Feiyan and said.

"Well, let's go over and have a look. See if there's anything we can help with. "Ren Feiyan is more enthusiastic about his peers.

So the two of them flew away in the direction of the same door. Although there was only a short distance of 1,000 zhang, when Li Zhaoyuan and Ren Feiyan were still nearly 500 zhang away, the light points in the sensing jade slip disappeared continuously, and finally almost all of them disappeared, leaving only a faint light point flickering.

Induction Jade Jian can not only sense the disciples of the Xianqiao Sect within a thousand zhang, but also provide the life state of the disciples. Because after induction jade jian was cultivated with the essence blood of a disciple of Xianqiao Sect, it was equivalent to becoming a part of this disciple's body. Therefore, it can also be distinguished according to the strength of the light point, whether this disciple is injured or not. As long as the point of light disappears, then it means that the disciple of that Immortal Qiao Sect has died.

Therefore, with the induction jade slip, the same door can support each other. However, this is only limited to a distance of 1,000 zhang. Therefore, whether you can get the support of your peers can only depend on your luck.

At this time, judging from the situation in Li Zhaoyuan's induction jade slip, the situation of those fellow disciples and brothers should not be good, and several of them have already died.

So Li Zhaoyuan said to Ren Feiyan: "Feiyan, the situation of those senior brothers is not good. We're going to get over quickly!"

After saying that, Li Zhaoyuan directly let go of the speed and flew forward quickly. When he entered the Five Hundred Zhang, his divine consciousness was just enough to cover the place where those fellow disciples and brothers were.

There were fourteen of them, all of whom were inner disciples of the Immortal Qiao Sect wearing blue robes. However, their condition was not good, and thirteen people had already fallen in a pool of blood, their lives and deaths were uncertain, and they thought they had already died in Huangquan. And the situation of the other inner disciple is also not optimistic.

In addition, there were three monks from other sects floating in the air around him, standing with their hands tied, looking coldly at the Immortal Qiao Sect disciple who had fallen in a pool of blood. The three monks seemed to be watching the excitement and did not seem to make a move. The monk at the head has the cultivation in the late stage of foundation building, and his strength is the strongest. The other two wore the same standard clothes as him, but their cultivation was one notch worse than him, only in the middle of foundation building.

The strength of the three of them was the strongest, so they were the leaders of this group of disciples who besieged and killed Immortal Qiaomen. Because at this time, there were still four monks who were only in the condensation stage cleaning the battlefield, and they searched out the storage bags from the bodies of those Xianqiao Sect disciples who had already been killed.

The only inner disciple of the Immortal Qiao Sect who had not yet died was already seriously injured at this time, and he reluctantly flew backwards. And in front of him, there was a grim-faced monk from the early stage of foundation building, who was in pursuit.

The Immortal Qiao Sect disciple who was seriously injured and fled was only a cultivator in the late stage of condensation. The difference in strength between the two is like a world apart.

The monk in the early stage of foundation building showed a hideous face and sneered coldly: "Hehe, boy, do you still want to run? Hmph! Can you escape? Take your life!"

He said cruel words with a wicked smile on his face, but the movements of his hands did not stop. How could he let go of the fat in his hand. Dealing with an injured Xianqiao Sect disciple like this, there is a big gap in cultivation strength. He didn't bother to use magic weapons at all. Therefore, I saw him raise his right hand and shout, and suddenly his flesh palm turned into a knife and slashed forward.

The palm knife shone with white light, like a real sword blade with a cold light. His whole person was like a treasure knife out of its sheath, shooting out quickly, and the speed was several times faster than that of the disciple of the Immortal Qiao Sect.

Therefore, in the blink of an eye, it appeared in front of his eyes, and the disciples of Xianqiaomen could not avoid it, so they could only show a sad and helpless face, shut their mouths, closed their eyes and waited for death. The palm knife saw that it split the seriously injured Xianqiao Sect disciple in half.

Seeing this scene, Li Zhaoyuan shouted: "Bold!

His voice was so loud that it suddenly resounded through the sky, and it was shocked for thousands of miles in the vicinity. The Zhuji cultivator who was chasing and killing the disciples of the Immortal Qiao Sect couldn't help but pause.

Because it was within five hundred zhang, Li Zhaoyuan could see clearly with his divine sense, so he had no worries, and at lightning speed, he galloped forward, and the last to arrive first, almost teleporting in front of the same door.

"Who dare to meddle with the affairs of our Heavenly Sword Gate! Are you impatient?" Because Li Zhaoyuan's speed was too fast, he didn't have time to see Li Zhaoyuan's appearance clearly, so he could only drink the other party with words first, but the palm knife he had already swung did not stop, slashed straight down towards Li Zhaoyuan, and shouted: "Die!"

"Hmph! carving insect skills, dare to show ugliness in front of grandpa!" Li Zhaoyuan sneered disdainfully.

He didn't dodge either, and directly let the opponent's palm knife slash at his face.

Seeing that Li Zhaoyuan was so supportive, and did not dodge but also came out with a magic weapon, the monk of the early stage of the foundation building of the Heavenly Sword Gate was overjoyed, and immediately increased his * mana, striving to kill him with one move. I saw that the white light knife with a golden light, like a giant blade slashing straight down.

There was a loud bang, and I saw the gold-edged giant blade slashing at a hideous grimace. Because at the last moment, Li Zhaoyuan's face suddenly had an eerie and terrifying grimace appearing strangely, as if the usual grimace was there, but it was just hidden. And the grimace was covered with spikes that were glowing with a chill.

After a loud bang, the white palm knife struck the spikes, and shattered bones, revealing a miserable white human hand. The grimace was unscathed, slowly retreating, as if it had never appeared, and it was really worthy of the name of the ghost.

The early foundation building monk of the Heavenly Sword Gate was suddenly horrified, quickly retracted his palm, and fled backwards.

But his speed is not as fast as Li Zhaoyuan. I saw Li Zhaoyuan slowly stretch out his right hand, which looked slow but was actually extremely fast, and grabbed the palm of his hand.

Giggle...... Immediately the sound of bones shattering was heard, followed by screams: "Ah——hhhh

And Li Zhaoyuan's next move has already been used. I saw his left hand gently slapped forward, and it was imprinted on the other's chest in an understatement. The other party's chest shattered, leaving a deep palm imprint, screaming and spitting out a large amount of essence blood, which slowly fell backwards like a fallen leaf. His face turned red and turned white, and he fell to the ground and remained motionless.

Li Zhaoyuan could have easily captured the other party alive, but in this bloody demon cave, there was no need to leave prisoners. Besides, the other party has already killed more than a dozen of his classmates, and he is already dying, and he can't leave them behind.