The whole world was like rocks passing through the sky, and huge dust rolled in, like a Shura field.

All the beasts rushed in quickly like torrents of tides. The huge black iron city wall was also shaking and almost collapsed under the impact of the ferocious beast's fearlessness!

Finally, the tall city wall cast by black iron collapsed completely after only two days. Without any accident, the ferocious beast rushed in like a huge torrent.

Countless disciples of the Jiuxuan Sect began to fight life and death with ferocious beasts!

Chu Qing looked up slightly. Outside the window, the three little guys were working extremely hard to complete the maximum work they could do. However, they were given too little time. Moreover, although their strength and means were strong, they seemed not worth mentioning in the rolling wave of ferocious beasts.

There are too many ferocious beasts and too strong, and they have almost no time to prepare, so they are facing these ferocious beasts.

The dagger in Long Yao's hand flashed coldly, and powerful black sword auras rushed towards a powerful red bird like a horse.

Just one move was a splash of blood. Then, Long Yao was like a dancer walking on a steel knife, harvesting the lives of strange beasts one by one.

Blood color spreads across the sky, spreading out a long river of blood. It is thick and uncultivated, and the blood color blooms, better than all the beautiful flowers.

With a sudden jump, the runes under her feet flashed repeatedly. Every time she took action, a huge strange beast fell down. The blood light flashed over her dagger, and the blood essence energy was completely absorbed by Long Yao.

When Chu Qing created this kind of martial arts, he felt that it was too cruel to heaven and was too cruel. However, this is the world of immortality and no longer can be restrained by the human nature.

However, it is certain that good will be rewarded, and this is an eternal truth.

There is a cause and a fruit. What kind of flowers will the seeds planted will bloom? We should express our feelings about our creation, rather than putting all hope on our creation.

A bloodthirsty light flashed through the little girl's eyes. Chu Qing shook her head slightly, "You can't learn Qingxin Mantra."

If you want to avoid getting lost in the killing, you must not let the spiritual platform fall.

The clarity or not of the spiritual platform is the most fundamental thing to control consciousness.

Bai Qi used at least tens of thousands or hundreds of thousands of people to calculate it, but it was only schizophrenia, dividing the spiritual platform into two halves, half bloodthirsty and half pure and elegant. It does not depend on how much hostility there is, but whether it can be controlled.

Bai Xiaokuang was much more stable. Standing on the high wall that had not yet collapsed, his face was as quiet as an abyss, and his fingers were constantly flashing. In front of him was a huge formation formed by fire, which almost reached the limit that Bai Xiaokuang could reach.

Every time I take out the crystal, the surging fire will turn the ferocious beast in front of me into dust.

Beside him, there are the realm of qi cultivation, and even the two people who enter the Tao are inseparable from protecting each other, which makes Chu Qing sigh that rich people are really doing whatever they want.

When entering the Taoist realm, not only can you be a king or a ancestor, but you can dominate the world, but now you are only protecting one person in close proximity.

Money can make the devil push the mill, not just talk.

Those powerful people in the Qi cultivation realm are not easy. They should have been brought by Bai Xiaokuang's family. They have a strong face, iron blood on their bodies, and are disciplined. Obviously, they have really been on the battlefield.

A few people, together, can almost be compared to an old-fashioned strongman in the realm of entering the Tao.

Chu Qing finally looked at Zi Lin. Among the three, Chu Qing's most optimistic attitude was not Long Yao, who inherited the seeds of Jindan Avenue, nor Bai Xiaokuang, the heir to the Bai family who was rich in the world, but this little guy.

The little guy is simple in his mind and as kind as a child, he never argues or gets angry for anything. He always looks smiling, has a casual personality and a beautiful face. This is the most perfect boy.

Although he is not a top genius in his understanding of medical skills, he is willing to make great efforts to learn and work hard. This is better than anything else.

Therefore, Chu Qing admires this most.

At this moment, the silver needles in Zi Lin's hand kept flying and he knew that it would be useless for him to participate in the war by himself, so he was sitting in the back and was sent one by one to the other, and he took action to treat it.

It only takes a moment to get back onto the battlefield. The busiest of the three is Zi Lin. Although she was sweating profusely, she had no complaints at all.

Chu Qing observed the achievements of the three of them one by one, and then he placed his mental power on the main battlefield.

The three people entered the realm of Taoism, which is all the foundation of the Jiuxuan Sect. Chu Qing is also familiar with the last one entered the Taoism. He is the leader and Taoist Zixuan. He has just broken through. Although his current strength is empty, he can almost stand alone.

The enlightenment of Taoism that was created by using the sect's foundation is naturally much worse, but now, no one can care about that much.

The war was in full swing, and the corpses of both sides were flowing like a river of blood, and the viscous blood dyed the earth red.

Chu Qing scanned it and stopped paying attention.

But when he swept over Leng Yan, he paused and said, "The strength is too weak."

At this moment, Leng Yan was covered in blood, fighting against three ferocious beasts who entered the realm of Taoism alone.

He knew that he could not defeat him, but he knew even more that he could not retreat. He had already sent a signal of support. The mainland sects would soon come over. If he retreated now, what should he do if the group of disciples from Jiuxuan Sect behind him!

Not only him, but also Yin Jing and Zi Xuan Taoist were not feeling well, but they still gritted their teeth and persevered.

At one moment, the long sword in Leng Yan's hand was shaken and was instantly shaken away by the soles of the huge red bird stepping down from the sky.

The energy in his body was already unsustainable under the rapid shock. The sharp claws of the beast beside him took advantage of the opportunity to grab them hard. Just as he was standing sideways, a huge black figure suddenly rushed towards his abdomen.

Leng Yan could not dodge at all, so she could only turn slightly and then move sideways, as much as she could avoid.

A palm gently grabbed his sleeve and pulled Leng Yan to the side. His body flew to the side, and familiar voices of thoughts sounded in his ears, "You are stupid, don't you know how to avoid it. You are overestimating your ability. With your strength, you still want to fight three. Don't dream."

The visitor waved his sleeves gently, and the three huge ferocious beasts in front of him instantly turned into blood mist and spilled down.

Leng Yan took a deep breath and the corners of her mouth rose unconsciously, "Aren't you unable to speak?"
Chapter completed!