"Run ......"

In the dense forest, two figures flew between the branches.

"Chen Qinglong, evil people, you can't run away, why don't you catch it quickly?"

Behind the two of them, more than a dozen monks from the Qi Transformation Realm chased after them, led by a sword-wielding man at the peak of Qi Transformation, smiling coldly.

"Mo Lingxi, do you think I'm an idiot? Just be caught, your brain was burned out when you were cultivating, right? Or was accidentally caught by the door panel, it's still broad daylight, go back to the Xuanxin Dao Sect and do your Spring and Autumn Dream!"

Chen Qinglong smiled, his body was staggering, there were several sword wounds on his back, and his blood-stained green shirt was the same, compared to the evil Taoist in Yixiang Garden more than two years ago, the evil Taoist at this time was full of white hair, his body was withered, and only a pair of eyes were bright and abnormal, which was obviously caused by cultivating some kind of evil skill.

The evil man and Chen Qinglong were both seriously injured, coughing up blood all the way, dodging the chasing soldiers behind, but unfortunately they were injured after all, seeing that the pursuers were getting closer and closer, the evil Taoist suddenly stopped his body, looked at Chen Qinglong who was flying forward, and shouted: "After I break it for you, you have to give me life, tell Ning Gongzi that I owed his parents back then, and I paid it off!"

Chen Qinglong looked backwards when he heard the sound, and the evil Daoist had already flown backwards.

"I'll tell Childe what you say, but I still want you to tell him personally!"

Gritting his teeth, Chen Qinglong knew that this was not the time to care about these, someone had to escape, otherwise those brothers would die in vain, his heart was ruthless, he accelerated violently, and flew forward without looking back.

"Run, why don't you run?" Mo Lingxi chased after him with a group of panting Xuanxin Dao people, staring coldly at the white-haired evil Daoist standing under the tree.

"Take him down for me, kill seven or eight of my brothers, and if you don't torture him to death, I won't be called Mo Lingxi!"

Mo Lingxi smiled coldly, several disciples held their swords and rushed towards the evil Daoist, the sword light shimmered, and the evil Daoist sneered, "If you want to kill me, just a few of you, it's not enough to see!"

Untied from his waist and whisked the dust, the evil Taoist figure was like a crane, rising from the ground, and instantly fighting with the disciples of Xuanxin Dao.

Mo Lingxi's gaze swept over the dense forest, and with a wave of his hand, five or six disciples nodded, and walked to the side, bypassing the two sides of the fierce battle, and chasing into the distance.

When the evil Taoist saw it, he was also powerless, he had already been seriously injured, he belonged to the end of the strong crossbow, and he was surrounded by the disciples of the Xuanxin Dao, and he couldn't kill him for a while.

"The Light of All Evils!"

The evil Taoist snorted coldly, swept away the dust, and the three thousand dust filaments were abruptly elongated, and a strange white light erupted, shining brightly, and countless fine silver needles flew out of that light, which really floated out like a rain of light.

"Ahhh......h

A few Xuanxin Dao disciples who were fighting with the evil Dao people did not expect that the evil Dao people still had such a vicious secret weapon, although the Qi Transformation Realm was strong, they could not resist the silver needles infused with evil qi, and immediately two disciples were blinded and rolled on the ground in pain, and the other people were also howling miserably.

Although being pricked by silver needles is not fatal, the pain is not something that ordinary people can bear, and these silver needles are the last means of evil people, so how can they be ordinary silver needles?

Soon, all the disciples who were pierced by the silver needles were covered in green smoke, and their bodies became pitch black, like charcoal burnt with a gust of wind, turning into ashes.

"Damn, kill him for me!" Mo Lingxi saw that the disciple in the sect was killed, and at the same time, he was angry and angry, and at the same time, he was also afraid in his heart, if he also rushed forward just now, he would definitely be on the way.

The three disciples who survived because they did not besiege and kill the evil Daoist glanced at each other, looking at the evil Daoist's scalp tingling for a while, who knows what other means the evil Daoist has in the past few days, more than ten fellow disciples have been planted in the hands of the evil Daoist in a row, and the death is so miserable, thinking about it is all panicking.

The three disciples hesitated, Mo Lingxi saw it in his eyes, couldn't help but be furious, and kicked the three of them a few times, "Don't go quickly, a dying person can't clean it up, what is Lao Tzu raising you waste?"

"Damn, Mo Lingxi, don't think that your Lao Tzu has been following the current sect master for a long time, we are afraid of you, if it weren't for Senior Brother Le, who would listen to you?"

The three people who were kicked in the ass were also furious, glaring at Mo Lingxi, no one wanted to be killed in the shadow!

The evil Taoist looked at Mo Lingxi and the others who were infighting, and laughed, "Mo Lingxi, do you want to kill me to invite merit? Unfortunately, you will never be able to kill me!"

The evil Taoist sneered at Mo Lingxi, his body shook violently, the color in his eyes disappeared, and the vitality was diffuse.

"Damn, suicide?"

The evil man's sneering smile remained on his face, and the eyes that had lost their luster stared directly at Mo Lingxi, making him smoke in his seven orifices, and laughing at him even when he died?

This is a real failure!

"I think I can be freed by death, I want to whip your corpse, chop it into meat sauce and feed it to wild dogs to vent the fire in my heart!" Mo Lingxi roared in his heart, and his eyes showed resentment.

"Senior Brother Mo, just give him seven or eight swords, it is said that some people who practice evil skills also have evil qi in their bodies, maybe he still has a hand left before he dies, just wait for us to go over and chop him up. A disciple said very seriously.

Mo Lingxi glared at the disciple frantically, when he thought of the methods of the evil way and the yin people, his heart trembled, he was just a dead man, why should he be angry?

"Forget it, leave him alone, go chase the other person first, it's better to make an errand earlier!"

Mo Lingxi said very reluctantly, coldly glanced at the corpse of the evil Taoist who was still standing in place, and chased forward with his three disciples.

Soon after, a bird flew in the dense forest, and a man with a disheveled head fell from the sky, with an evil sword behind his back, a big red wine gourd on his waist, a linen rag, a face full of vicissitudes, and his eyes were hollow and terrifying.

Yan Chixia, who has disappeared for two years!

Standing in front of the evil man, Yan Chixia sighed softly, untied the wine gourd, poured a sip of wine into her mouth, and looked at the evil man, "Alas, it's a step too late, so I can only collect the body for you!"

A palm was slapped out, the earth and stones were flying on the side, a grave pit appeared, and the body of the evil Taoist was buried, Yan Chixia split a tree again, grabbed a wooden plank, slapped it with one palm, and inserted it into the soil.

"Rest in peace, you also died a well-deserved death, and you have gone through your life without regrets!"

Pouring the wine in the wine gourd in front of the grave, Yan Chixia's body was like a ghost and disappeared in place.

Under the water mansion of Dongting Dragon Palace, Ning Wujian realized the magic power, and tried it one by one against the rock wall, the strongest is the silver glow Shenyue, Ning Wujian is too weak, just a little bit of the power of the supernatural power has caused such a terrible phenomenon, if it is a complete supernatural power, even if it is to destroy the heavens and the earth, it is not an exaggeration!

Absorbing the rich vitality of heaven and earth, Ning Wuqian has stabilized the realm of transforming gods, with the guidance of the old demon of Black Mountain, he has taken too many detours, and his breath is not the same as that of the realm of refining qi, on this day, Ning Wuqian opened his eyes.

It's time to get out of the clouds, August 15th, just in these days, right?

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