"My life is over!" Kongtong forced himself to urge the red flag to fight to the death, but the soul in his body suddenly shook, and a sea of ​​blood in his mind. In an instant, several cold and cold streams ran around like thin snakes. For a moment, the whole body was stiff, and the red flag and red light suddenly disappeared. The amazing ghost was instantly shattered by the crisscrossing lights.

It turns out that the six-sided red flag is called Chiluo Banner, which is a rare magic weapon for both offense and defense. Those with high cultivation can condense into a fearful yaksha, just like the external incarnation that can only be cultivated by a great sage. However, the power of the formation of the Chiluo Banner itself comes from the extraction of the black evil demonic energy underground. The caster is extremely destined to be backfired by the illusion of demonic energy. Kongtong's cultivation is not enough. He did not dare to use this magic weapon when he was facing the enemy Hetu that day. Now he fought to the death, but there was no luck at all. The soul was backfired by the evil evil illusion of the blood sea. The original ghost spirit in his body could not be suppressed and suddenly burst out.

This life-and-death battle is extremely dangerous and cannot be missed at all. The thought of my life-and-death pending flashed through Kongtong's mind. Miro in the air smiled and the black air surged out of his hand, condensed into a black giant claw, and grabbed it with one claw.

The sacred pearl that Miluo wanted was in the hands of the young man who had already been shocked by the fighting between the two. In addition, Kongtong was always very tricky, so he was merciless. Miluo's Yinsha hand was originally a magic trick to deal with the magic weapon flying sword, full of vicious and filthy aura, and contained galaxy sand, emery and other objects, which could crack gold and stone. It was pitiful to Kongtong without any strength to fight back. After grabbing, the man and the coffin were crushed like a short cake.

Miro killed Kongtong with one claw, and suddenly his eyes changed. He saw several sword lights in the northern sky as if they were astonishing dragons, and they broke through the air. The speed was amazing, and it seemed that they had flashed. Three people were standing in the field, two men and one woman, all wearing silver silk and brocade white robes. One of the two men had thick eyebrows and a tall figure. The other man had long beards and a black bun on his head. Although the woman looked over thirty years ago, she had a charming figure and looked like she was about to float up when blown by the wind. Three sword lights, one black, one red and one white, were hovering around each of their bodies, Ming Mie was unable to swallow or spit.

"How about Yinsha Hand! The Imperial Thunder Silver Pearl! Is it under the Taoist Yin Xiao of Beim?" As soon as the three of them appeared, they saw Milu killing Kongtong with one claw, put away the Imperial Thunder Silver Pearl, and immediately saw Milu's identity. "How could it be a person from Qingcheng?" Milu was also secretly surprised. First, they did not expect that someone would come so quickly. Second, from the appearance of the three of them, Milu had already recognized that these three were not disciples of Shushan, but disciples of Qingyang Sanren in Qingcheng, Ao Ming, Song Hezi and Shui Wuyue. These three were all famous masters. Milu had already thoughts that he might not be the opponents of these three. Before the three of them could speak, the fishy and black air gathered again and directly grabbed the young man in the red banner.

"Caizhu? Let's wait!" Ao Ming, Song Hezi, and Shui Wuyue were actually just passing by. Seeing the strange light flashing here, someone came here because of the fighting. Now I just discovered that Miluo was from the lineage of Yin Xiao of Beim, and I still don't understand why, but while Miluo suddenly attacked the young man, Song Hezi's eyes were sharp-eyed. He glanced at the bead in the young man's hand and immediately exclaimed. As soon as the screams came, a white sword light had already jumped three times, intercepting Miluo's desperation Yinsha hand.

"What?" Although Ao Ming and Shui Wuyue didn't know what was going on, the three of them were in the same spirit and had a tacit understanding. As soon as the sword light of Songhezi came out, the two sword lights of Ao Ming and Shui Wuyue had already emerged. Shui Wuyue's sword sheath was green, but when her mind moved, the sword light flew out, and it was red all over, reflecting with Ao Ming's black sword light, circling rapidly around the two.

"Go!" A silver light directly hit Shui Wuyue, who seemed the weakest among the three. With a "thorn", it was Ao Ming's black flying sword blocking the silver light shot out of Miluo's fingers. As soon as it hit, black scales emitted from the black flying sword. The black light and silver light scattered like golden liquid, while Shui Wuyue's red flying sword was directly twisted towards Miluo.

"Qingcheng Flying Sword is indeed extraordinary!" Miluo's face was gloomy and clear. Before that, Miluo had fought with other sword immortals with magic weapons, but this famous sect in Qingcheng, the flying swords of ordinary cultivators were completely incomparable to it. Song Hezi's flying sword was made of something. Facing Miluo's decisive sword, Yinsha hand was not afraid of it. The silver light was the silver pearl of the imperial thunder that Milu had just recovered. Although the lightning had been used up, it had been used up.

However, the silver bead itself is also a magic weapon, and it has a thousand pounds of force under one attack, but Ao Ming's flying sword easily blocked it under the combo attack, and these three people had great skills in their attack and defense. With one attack, Miro knew that he was not an opponent. However, the sacred bead was right in front of him. It was a huge difficulty to let Miro give up. However, the Yinsha hand quickly retracted and grabbed Shui Wuyue's sword light. Miro's thoughts flashed wildly, thinking about how to deal with it.

"There is another flying sword? Who is it?" At this moment, a golden light shot from the sky like a stream of flames. Before it could be seen, waves of pressure were pouring down. I was moved by the sound of the coming people, and for a moment, the flying swords of Ao Ming and others flew back, each focusing on their own alert.

The sword light poured down like a waterfall, and a figure appeared. A bald, short and fat old man with fat ears and thin eyes, without the demeanor of a master, but when his eyes turned, there was a flash of lightning. "After all, it's a step late!" The short and fat old man glanced at him and sighed first. Seeing that the golden flying sword around him were pounding like a ball of flames, Song Hezi suddenly remembered someone again, and was shocked, "Chinyan Jinqian Sword, is Senior Lieyang Zhenren?"

The short and fat old man did not answer, and his eyes fixed Miluo, "Are you going to break yourself up or do you want me to do it?"

At this moment, Miluo also knew that this short and fat old man was Kongtong's friend Zhenren Lieyang. Just looking at the cultivation of Zhenren Lieyang Flying Sword, Miluo knew that he was not an opponent, but Miluo was vicious by nature, but she was not afraid. After snorting, she simply didn't say a word, but just looked at Miluo coldly.

"Suan Xiaozhu?" Lieyang Zhenren's sword light surged. He was about to take action. Suddenly, he saw the blue light exposed between the young man's fingers, and his whole body was shocked.

"Why, I only realized that this is a slaughter bead?" Miluo sneered when he saw this, "Kongtong asked you to save him, but he didn't tell you that it was because of the slaughter bead that he suffered this disaster?"

"Boy, even if your master comes in person, he will not dare to speak to me in such a tone. He will be so arrogant when he dies!" Lieyang Zhenren was furious, and the sword light was practised, and it exploded at Miluo like a thunder thunder on the ground.

Miluo stretched out his hand, and the black gas and sword light touched it, but it was like hot oil poured on a red iron plate, turning into blue smoke with hissing. But Miluo was not in a hurry and just said, "Do you think these people in Shushan are all dead pigs?"

When Master Lieyang heard this, the sword light jumped, "Minister Yin Xiao's magic has always been vicious. This kid is his disciple. If he fights his life, he may not be able to take it down for a while. This place is close to Shushan, and the three people in Qingcheng are not ordinary people. They accidentally took advantage of it." With the lightning in his heart, Master Lieyang was even hesitant.

A sneer of disdain suddenly appeared on the corner of Miro's mouth.

No matter how high your cultivation level is, it is not the case when you see this sacred pearl!

What Miluo thought was originally good, and this sacred pearl was also a great temptation to Lieyang Zhenren. As soon as he recognized this sacred pearl, Lieyang Zhenren was also shocked by the soul, as if he had fallen into the greedy hell of Buddhism practice. He almost couldn't even control his own flying sword that cultivated both his life. But what Miluo didn't expect was that Lieyang Zhenren's personality was extremely strong, "Even if I don't want this sacred pearl!" At a glance, he saw the mockery at the corner of Miluo's mouth, and the nameless karma fire in Lieyang Zhenren's heart was filled with, and he didn't think about it. The sword light exploded, and a golden crow lit up in front of everyone's eyes, which was as bright as daytime within a few feet.

"Okay, you short and fat gourd!" Miluo was shocked when he saw it, and quickly waved his short staff, and black air burst out.

The Lieyang Zhenren laughed wildly, and with one finger, the Red Flame Golden Sword is made of underground gold tempered by the Red Sun True Fire. It is extremely powerful and is not afraid of the filthy soul. It can be pulled and the black air scattered and flew everywhere.

A silver light hit Lieyang Zhenren's face, but Miluo saw that the situation was not good, smashed out the Chilei Silver Bead again, "Hmph!" Lieyang Zhenren did not dodge, and suddenly opened his mouth, and a white wave of air burst out, and the Chilei Silver Bead was immediately swept into the mouth of Lieyang Zhenren. Miluo suddenly trembled all over and looked pale, and almost was slashed by Lieyang Zhenren's sword light.

"The flying sword magic of Lieyang Zhenren is indeed domineering, and he actually took away the opponent's magic weapon in an instant!" The three Qingcheng people had just flashed in their minds in a flash, and suddenly they heard Miluo shouting: "Why, do you want to take the opportunity to grab the scavenger pearl?"

Ao Ming, Song Hezi, and Shui Wuyue were all stunned. Lieyang Zhenren hesitated for a moment. Suddenly, Miluo shook his hands and scattered a piece of green smoke. The green smoke was cold and cold. "What a trick!" Qingcheng three people frowned, and immediately realized that it was the extremely vicious Xuanming Yin Phosphorus Sand. At the same time, the three of them also reacted. Miluo deliberately shouted that to disrupt Lieyang Zhenren's mind. She had time to release the Xuanming Yin Phosphorus Sand under the flying sword of Lieyang Zhenren's flying sword.

"Not good!" Lieyang Zhenren also woke up instantly, but the green smoke shook and had already stopped his Red Flame Golden Sword. When he rushed to collect the flying sword, the sword's body was already filled with green and red phosphorescence flashing.

This flying sword of the commander looks very ordinary, but it is not easy to practice in practice. Generally, the method of the commander flying sword must first have a powerful flying sword as the sword body, use its own energy to nourish the soul, slowly divide the soul into it, and use it as your own hands and feet to be considered as the first achievement. Although the Red Flame Golden Void Sword of Zhenren Lieyang is extraordinary, Miluo's Xuanming Yin Phosphorus Sand directly adheres to the sword body and burns the vitality. At present, the light of the Red Flame Golden Void Sword has been greatly reduced, and the damage of the vitality will take at least a thousand days to replenish it.

Lieyang Zhenren cut off the connection between Milu and the silver pearl of Zhilei with his own true energy, and collected this magic weapon, which injured Miluo's soul. Miluo now burned Lieyang Zhenren's soul with Xuanming Yin and Phosphorus Sand, and damaged the flying sword. It can be said that he immediately returned the reward. But for Lieyang Zhenren, Miluo was just a junior. He could not handle it for a few encounters, but the flying sword was damaged. Lieyang Zhenren was so angry that the three corpse gods were furious, "I won't kill you today, I won't be a human being!" As the sword light flashed, Miluo waved his short staff to block it, but it was a false move, rumbling! A few loud noises, the golden light thunder erupted in the air, and the electric snake flew vigorously. Five golden light thunders emitted from Lieyang Zhenren's hand hit Miluo. Miluo screamed strangely, and most of the black smoke around his body was shaken, and his body was shocked to fly backwards in the air like a windmill.

"This person is so lucky!" Qingcheng and the three men saw the golden sword light of Lieyang Zhenren chasing behind him, and then they twisted to the head. The black cloud that Miluo had just condensed was scattered in one stroke. Seeing that Miluo could not escape, suddenly a black light fell from the sky, but it was a flying sword about three feet long and surrounded by black clouds.

Looking at the gloomy black cloud air on this flying sword that was similar to Miluo's true essence, Lieyang Zhenren knew that the visitor was an enemy, not a friend. Before the black light entangled his flying sword, he had already locked a fire cloud shuttle in his hand. However, before this fire cloud shuttle, which is not inferior to the ordinary flying sword, was released, Lieyang Zhenren saw a yellow and green clouds covered the top of the bag.

The yellow and green cloud group was already smelling before it was approaching. The Lieyang Zhenren recognized that the yellow and green cloud group was made of the rotten corpse poison gas mixed with the poison of a hundred insects. He hurriedly used the magic tricks and turned into a ball of red light to cover himself tightly.

"Senior Brother!"

When Miro's surprise voice sounded, a man with a sinister face appeared beside him, looking at Lieyang Zhenren coldly.

"This is Hetu, the eldest disciple of Yin Xiao Zhenren!"

Hetu and Miluo are of the same lineage, but they are very different in magic practice. Not only are they also refined and fly swords, but their cultivation seems to be much higher than Miluo. No wonder Kongtong is not an opponent. Moreover, judging from the expression between the eyebrows and eyes, this person's viciousness and ruthlessness can be said to be even more vicious than Miluo.

As soon as the two flying swords of Jin and Hei were twisted, Lieyang Zhenren felt that he might not be able to withstand the two of them. After a moment of hesitation, in the vast black mountain in the distance, several dazzling sword lights had already shone the sky.

That place is Shushan.
Chapter completed!