readx(); The two of them didn't understand why Li Xianyuan fell down.

Looking around, only by myself did Li Xianyuan know that the outside world had determined something.

However, without waiting for his reaction, suddenly, it was turned upside down.

Li Xianyuan rolled on the spot, rolled out several feet, and fell heavily on the cold ground.

The pain was whimpering from front, back, left and right, and the sound of falling was constantly heard. Li Xianyuan came back to his senses and quickly swept around. Seeing the copper mustard pot overturned, all the disciples poured out.

He has withdrawn from the trial and returned to the martial arts field.

I felt something, and suddenly looked up and saw another copper mustard pot in the air, and countless figures were missing from the air. In actual combat, no one could trap it.

He was panicked and saw an elder in the martial arts field shouting: "All the disciples left the martial arts field!"

Zhi Chunyang Sect had something wrong. Li Xianyuan ignored the hidden clumsiness and summoned the spiritual sword, jumped on it and walked against the sword, and wanted to escape.

I took the time to look up and glanced at the trapped beard pot, and rushed left and right. Seeing that I couldn't break through, I suddenly stopped moving and suddenly surged!

Like a balloon, each rate doubles, and a mere five breaths turn into a huge pot of five feet in size.

The elders around him were unable to support him and vomited blood one after another. Fortunately, they could barely hold on and did not let the beard pot escape.

Buzz —

The mustard pot trembled slightly, suddenly contracted, and in the blink of an eye it shrank into a needle, and the next breath—

Suddenly swelling!

The loud noise shook the sky, and the spiritual ripples spread for several miles. The elders around them vomited blood and flew back hundreds of feet. They turned into a ten-foot-large mustard pot and broke free, with a shocking power and smashed down the martial arts field!

Bang—

Another loud bang in the sky, the blue brick floor of the martial arts field suddenly sank, dust wrapped in terrifying momentum, sweeping across the eight wildernesses!

At the end of separation, the moment the loud noise rang, there was only a buzzing sound in Li Xianyuan's ears.

...

Two loud noises came one after another, and the disciples of Qifeng looked at the main peak with spiritual power reaching the sky with worry more than ten miles away.

Such momentum can be clearly heard even if it is a hundred miles away.

In the seven peaks of Pure Yang, countless elders turned into rainbow light, like locusts spreading over the sky, rushing straight towards the main peak.

At the front of the rainbow light, Ning Jiya's figure appeared. Her eyes and the loud noise came, and her beautiful eyes shrank. That position... was the martial arts venue!

He was worried, and Ning Jiyahu pinched the magic trick and bit his fingertips.

"escape!"

Then he shouted coldly, his face turned pale, but his speed increased several times in an instant!

...

The air waves rolled, and in the blink of an eye, Li Xianyuan, who had arrived at the edge of the square, rolled to the ground.

The wind was strong and the stones and gravel hit the body. The five fingers were not visible, and the things were not visible. Li Xianyuan squatted halfway, summoned the spirit sword, divided it into two, and blocked his body in front of him.

Fortunately, my eardrums were broken, and there was only a buzzing sound, and I couldn't hear the howling wind.

A black shadow rushed forward and hit the spiritual sword. Li Xianyuan groaned, and the spiritual sword was moved several inches back after being pretended to be hit, barely holding it.

The black shadow flipped over Li Xianyuan's head. After a quick look, the black shadow was a disciple.

Li Xianyuan turned around and wanted to save him, but at this moment, the shadow had disappeared in the dust.

To resist the strong wind, the air waves raised by the mustard pot last for more than ten breaths and will dissipate.

The martial arts venue was in a mess, with a deep pit in the middle and cracks spread across the square hundreds of feet.

The ears were warm, and my head was slightly tilted, and a thread of blood flowed down. In the buzzing sound, there were other sounds.

More than a dozen figures fell around the pit. Li Xianyuan looked around and saw dozens of other flying rainbows flying around, saving those disciples who were swept down the mountain by the waves of air.

Behind me is the main hall. Because of the barrier, it still stands in this situation.

Just then, Li Xianyuan suddenly felt something and raised his head slightly.

A rainbow light was far away in the sky and came to the sky in the blink of an eye.

"Master." Li Xianyuan said in shock.

Ning Jiya, who had pale cheeks, was in front of Li Xianyuan. Seeing that he had nothing to do, he sighed with a sigh of relief: "It's fine if you have nothing to do."

This place is dangerous and I dare not stay for too long. Moreover, the Dharma Decision has a time limit, so Ning Jiya wants to leave with Li Xianyuan.

Suddenly, a mutation broke out!

The mustard pot shrank into a 10-meter-long whisker came out of the deep pit, and rolled around in the air. The disciples around him came straight to Li Xianyuan!

Ning Jiya was stunned, as if she couldn't react.

Li Xianyuan's eyes shrank into needle light and pushed Ning Jiya away with one hand.

This move is purely subconscious. When Li Xianyuan pushes it away, the mustard pot has reached its front, and it will blow the wind away from Li Xianyuan's loose hair and black hair will draped over.

Death is coming.

Things in the world are unpredictable. Li Xianyuan originally felt that he would die on the road to seeking immortality, or he would enter the foundation building without a way, and died in humiliation at the ninth level of Qi refining...

The only thing worthy of gratitude is that I am not ruthless. At least I am willing to sacrifice myself to save people...

Suddenly, a sword tip broke through the ground, and the immortal energy flowed around him, blocking Li Xianyuan's body.

clang--

The deafening sound of the impact, and the fairy sword was broken and shredded.

Li Xianyuan staggered back, knowing that someone was helping him, so he hurriedly retreated and turned around and ran into the hall.

at the same time.

By the deep pit, the young man of the Supreme Elder spewed out a mouthful of blood. The pupils were filled with pure gold light and drank: "Form a formation! Hold on until the ancestor comes back!"

"Yes!" The elders behind him all responded.

Li Xianyuan stepped onto the steps, and suddenly saw Ning Jiya falling on the side, her face was bloodless.

"Master, what's wrong with you?" Li Xianyuan rushed to squat down.

"I used the forbidden technique to force me to come, and now my cultivation level has been dispersed for the time being." Ning Jiya smiled weakly and said, "Not only did I not take you away, I also let Xianyuan save me once."

"You are my master." Li Xianyuan only said one sentence. He helped Ning Jiya up and helped her into the hall. He avoided the impact for the time being.

Originally, he wanted to hide, but he would turn to look for others. However, as soon as Li Xianyuan Funing Ji Ya entered the hall, he heard the scream behind him.

"careful!"

I turned around quickly and saw that the ghost of the bearded pot was still dispersed and came straight!

It turned into five feet large, not only wanted to hit Li Xianyuan, but also wanted to destroy the hall!

Come again!?

It is by no means a coincidence that the two attacks are, so why is it...

In the flash of lightning, my mind changed rapidly. Li Xianyuan suddenly summoned two spiritual swords, with spiritual energy, great aura, and incense attached to it, controlling it to fly away!

The surroundings were quiet, and time suddenly seemed to slow down. Slowly into the field of view, countless wood chips slowly scattered, and two spiritual swords entered the snail quickly and crawled forward inch by inch. Slowly so that he could carefully look at the beard pot.

The beard pot has a simple pattern all over the body, with a little bit of dirt and mud in the gaps of the pattern. It is shaped like a tripod, with three-legged tripod standing.

boom--

The sounds around him returned to his ears. The mustard pot finally hit Li Xianyuan-

Bypassing slightly, chasing the Spirit Sword.

really!

Li Xianyuan breathed a sigh of relief when he escaped from death. He picked up his master horizontally and ran out of the hall with difficulty.

"careful!"

Another reminder.

Is it coming again?

Li Xianyuan had this thought, and he heard the whistling of the air above his head. His eyes turned dark and he knew nothing.

Although the hall has a barrier, it cannot withstand the ravages of magic weapons. The rushing pot was already shaking and shaking. Then it knocked down the last giant pillar. The hall was finally overwhelmed and collapsed with a bang.

Li Xianyuan and Ning Jiya were caught off guard and pressed under ten thousand pounds!
Chapter completed!