"who?"

Tu Ziru roared in horror, and half of Tu Dan's body gushed out of his blood, like a blooming red flower, which had just been put into the storage bag of black spikes but was thrown into the void.

In the late stage of the instant killing of the golden elixir, Chu Shen felt a chill on his back and used his natal magic weapon to protect his body. He shouted, "The formation was set up" and more than ten old guys were not confused at all, quickly gathered together to form a refined gold-type formation, and then measure the situation around him.

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A hand stretched out from the void and caught the storage bag steadily. The sneak attacker showed his true body, but he was the first male cultivator of the Qinglian Sword Sect who rushed in when the secret treasure was opened, carrying the unique skills of sword escape. This man had a national face, middle-aged man without a need, big eyes and thick eyebrows, full of righteousness, and a green lotus embroidered on his white Taoist robe. As soon as the storage bag disappeared in his arms, he immediately pointed at Tu Ziru and said loudly: "Can the heretics who abused and killed fellow Taoist Zhu of Tianli Sect know that if you don't know, you can't do it unless you do it?"

The sword cultivators of the Qinglian Sword Sect in Heifeng Valley called the Dao Sect madmen. They claimed to be "striking the demons with one sword, and attacking the heretic cultivators who caught the handle. This old man was rushing to escape] with a unique skill, and had the courage to take the lead in front of the two Nascent Souls. Tu Ziru saw him and lost his courage. He didn't even say anything harshly, and flew out of the secret room directly. The fierce black wind wrapped around his body and had a momentum. Unfortunately, two Tianli Sect scholars were ambushed outside the illusion array of the secret room. One of them held the pen and the other held the seal, and two magic weapons hugged their heads and forced the Black Wind backwards.

"Nian'er and I are from my Taoist lineage, so I won't pursue it this time. Get out of heretics and murderers next time."

Tu Shan is dead, Tu Ziru is a cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Pill, and he can't make waves at all. The cultivator of the Qinglian Sword Sect sacrifices a flying sword to slash at the Black Wind, and can still take time to scold Chu Shen.

It would be best if he was willing to let people go. Chu Shen and others were overjoyed. They didn't even bother to clean up the hiding wind formation, and they didn't even have the intention to rescue Tu Ziru. They kept their formation and retreated quickly. When they passed by the two Confucian scholars of the Tianli Sect, Gan Long and Qi Bingyan, two old ladies who practiced the outside Dharma and were not wearing Taoist robes, were in their throats. Fortunately, the other party had no intention of blocking them and came to the corridor outside smoothly. "Let's go back" to see the black wind that Tu Ziru turned into running around like a headless fly in the siege of the three. It should be only a matter of time before they were defeated. Chu Shen had no intention of taking risks and decided to take everyone on the way back.

"Everyone keep up..."

Just as I turned around, I was about to give some instructions, but suddenly my whole body was knocked away by several powerful forces from the front, and it hit the edge of the corridor. The sound of my bones shattered came from my ears.

"Uncle Master"

Then he heard Chu Zhuangyuan and others cry loudly, hoho, what he wanted to say, but his throat was blocked by the blood coming up.

The mantis stalked the cicada, and the oriole was behind. Several black-clothed golden elixir figures appeared at both ends of the corridor. The thick black hood only exposed her eyes. The tight-fitting clothes were painted with dark golden skeleton hand bones. The neat black claw magic weapon was smashed whenever it saw people. How could the formation formed by more than ten foundation-building formations be able to compete? It was broken in an instant, and there were heavy casualties. Before Ganlong could react, he was clawed in the head and his brain burst.

The body fell softly to the ground, and its face was difficult to tell, with only red blood and white hair.

"Black Hand?"

Qi Bingyan has been operating for many years, so she naturally understands the origin of these deadly Yama. She is more aware of the meaning of being the target of these guys. She is extremely frightened and forced to sacrifice life-saving things under the pressure of the golden elixir. She struggles to survive in the turbulent spiritual power in the field.

"Black Hand?" Faced with the overwhelming indiscriminate attacks, the two Tianli Sect scholars who were besieging Tu Ziru became enemies from both sides. They turned around to resist in a hurry, and shouted in anger, "How dare the maggots hiding in the gap to openly attack my Tianli Sect?"

No one answered the black hands, and they only took action silently with one claw and one claw. The rules were strict and they did not give everyone a trace of life at all.

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One of the Tianli Sect cultivators took back the large seal magic weapon that attacked Tu Ziru, and shaking his hand to sacrifice it again. The white giant seal that almost filled the entire corridor and three black claws fought hard, and a loud noise like the sky and the earth was shaking. Four powerful magic weapons hit the debris and flew around. The big seal light dimmed, and the owner vomited a mouthful of blood at the same time.

Before the two sides could decide the winner, the Qinglian Sword Sect cultivator in the secret room slashed Tu Ziru Black Wind with one sword. The flying sword kept turning to the exit of the corridor and flew quickly. "Let's go" him greeted the monks of Tianli Sect, and the man and sword were united, and disappeared without a trace at the same time.

"Fight" the two Tianli Sect monks also wanted to follow them, but they could not stop the black handed Jindan.

"Can you leave?"

A loud shout came from behind the corridor. It turned out that there was a black-handed monk standing there to press the formation. "It's been prepared for you." With his silence, the escaped Qinglian Sword Sect monk appeared again, and the sword escape was broken. At the same time, there was a nearly transparent spider silk web that tied it tightly in the air of the corridor.

"You actually dare, you actually dare"

The golden elixir of Tianlimen repeated this sentence in a trembling voice. In fact, he himself knew that he had clearly wanted to catch it all in one place. What else would he dare to do? He could only talk about being brave. The two of them hurried behind a book of wooden simplified artifacts and survived.

"Snap the quick battle, no one left"

The black hand pressed the formation of the golden elixir arranged for people to besiege the golden elixir of Tianlimen. He spread his arms and rushed towards the Qinglian Sword Sect monk in the net like an eagle fighting against the rabbit. Two black hands rushed into the secret room to see if there were any other people. The remaining one black handed golden elixir was assigned to deal with the remaining foundation-building monks, Qi Bingyan, Chu Zhuangyuan and others were scattered everywhere, each with injuries.

"The great dream of life and death, no trace of silence." Chu Zhuangyuan was slightly injured, but she also knew that it was impossible to escape in front of these golden elixir evil stars. Yu Qian sat cross-legged, calmly recalled her life past, closed her eyes and waited for the arrival of that moment.

Seeing her like this, Qi Bingyan and others woke up one after another. Instead of struggling like a clown, it would be better to die with dignity. "The so-called killing is like this." The explosion of magic weapons duel was already stained with blood. The hideous faces on the faces of people when they strive to live. This is the Shura field where birds die for food. They sat down and looked at each other, and felt conscious in their hearts, but they couldn't help but sigh.

On the other side, the Qinglian Sword Sect cultivators were still rushing to survive in the small area of ​​the net. One secret treasure after another was sacrificed, causing smoke to fill one side of the corridor, and elemental fragments to fly around. The same was true for the two besieged Tianli Gate golden elixirs. Although the defeated elephant was revealed, they were still fighting for their lives.

The monk who was responsible for the solution, saw that no one resisted, slowed down and pointed at the eyebrows of the old man in southern Chumen, and sent the other party to the road without any pain. This was also a kind of respectful expression.

‘Puu, the sound of the body falling down was inconspicuous in the corridor where the death was fighting, but it hit the hearts of the other four people heavily. Qi Bingyan, who was looking to death, couldn't help but tremble for a moment, thinking that she was still showing her timidity after all.

"Hehe, I'm so old, why are you still running around?"

The black hand's voice was unexpectedly young, he deliberately regained his pace, and walked towards Chu Zhuangyuan, who was closest to him.

"I come from the Qiyun Taoist lineage." Chu Zhuangyuan opened her eyes and said calmly.

"I care who owns you." The black hand Jindan stretched out his finger.

"Please transform our bodies later, so as not to be humiliated by the casual cultivator." Chu Zhuangyuan looked up and met the other party's eyes.

"Uh... OK, OK."

The black hand Jindan subconsciously dodged her eyes and pointed it out.

Chu Zhuangyuan fell softly to the ground, and her vitality was cut off.

The black hand golden elixir is moving towards the next one.

"There is another one inside." A fierce spell explosion suddenly came from the secret room. "No. 8 is done quickly and helps," shouted at the cultivator who was attacking the Qinglian Sword Sect's cultivator.

"Yes," the black hand Jindan replied loudly, too lazy to make fun of others. With a wave of his hand, three deadly spiritual power attacked the remaining three.

"That's it."

The moment before his death, Qi Bingyan's spiritual sense became extremely sensitive. Not only could he feel the murderous intent transmitted, but he could also hear the weak spiritual power of a Biaokong body clearly. "Hiss, like a whisper of a poisonous snake, it will soon pass through his eyebrows, and then there will be eternal darkness.

Suddenly, the sound disappeared.

"Go away quickly"

If thunder roars sounded in the ground, a familiar voice came from Chu Shen.

The three of them opened their eyes and saw a bloody man with limbs hanging softly on their bodies. They rose up in the air with the power of will. The bloody abdomen, the restless spiritual power was boiling and roaring, and the strong desire for death spread.

"Why isn't he dead yet? He's going to self-destruct"

The black hands fighting in the distance shouted, but it was too late. The black hands called No. 8, just set up two layers of defense, Chu Shen had already flown to him.

"Go apart"

Chu Shen shouted the last sentence, "Boom, the explosion shakes the sky and the earth, the exquisite murals turn into nothing, those star maps, those flying immortals from the sky, and the bodies of Chu Zhuangyuan and others, disappeared.

Qi Bingyan bounced up, and the desire to survive made her make the right choice at this time. As soon as the shock wave passed, it turned backwards to the center of the explosion, and then flew to the other side of the corridor. Before leaving, she could no longer see Chu Shen's existence. Only No. 8, who fell to the ground with his back to the sky, lost his black hood, and half of his body disappeared. His face was preserved intact, and he was indeed so young that he was unremarkable.

"No. 5, chase it"

Seeing this, the cultivator of the Qinglian Sword Sect tried harder to break free. The flying sword in the net could not be used, and the sword escape was completely defeated. He sacrificed the last life-saving green lotus, which was sealed with a Yuanying power. The green lotus came into contact with the spider silk web, and the two substances immediately began to annihilate and melt. Although it was not as heroic as Chu Shen, it was also extremely dangerous. The black hand in the formation could not break up, so he could only order one of the digital golden elixirs that besieged the two Tianli Sect Confucians.

"Don't leave." The two Confucian scholars were at the end of their lives. Chu Shen's behavior reminded them of their behavior, looked at each other, and tacitly activated their own golden elixir. They also worked together to create a magic weapon for the tablet to intercept the No. 5 that was trying to pursue Qi Bingyan.

"The black hand of the killer" they shouted at the same time: "Let the ancestor avenge us"

‘Boom, ‘Boom,

Two more intense self-destructions affected the entire secret realm and shook it slightly.

Another fork, another secret room.

The same cylindrical puppet was lying on the ground, and the body of a female cultivator was lying next to her, but it was Gui Qingzhi's wife.

"Damn Wan Xuan, he didn't say that this thing is that powerful." Guiqing kicked the mechanical puppets all over the place, heartbroken.

"Women are like clothes, the way is eternal"

His father glared at him unhappily, but his face was filled with joy. He was completely unaware of the strangeness of the secret realm. He looked at a white nail in his hand over and over, "This thing is at least the fifth level, and it may not be just Wan Xuan who claims to know everything in this area. He really has some tricks and can be regarded as a believer." He said.

"Let's go"

Gui Qingzhi took his wife's body angrily, "Don't forget that her ancestor is a Nascent Soul monk. When I go back, I will look good."

The two of them were cleaning up and were about to leave, when a large group of black-clothed golden elixirs suddenly rushed into the door of the secret room, and the dark golden color of the skeleton bones on their chests seemed to flow blood.
Chapter completed!