Liu Qinghuan quickly escaped from Yellowthroat's side, and the other party became confused again in the middle of the road that rushed towards him, and after turning around in place a few times, he went in another direction.

Liu Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief, and when he turned around, he heard the movement from the Seven Absolute Demon Luck Pill.

The fog in the center of the huge magic circle churned violently, and the red-clothed old man and the other six people were waiting for the battle, and one after another magic tricks flew into the mist, and bursts of roars came from within.

And the stripes covering the small realm below are exuding an increasingly dazzling red glow at this time, and something invisible but distinctly present is slowly gathering.

It is the soul of the mountains and rivers, the breath of the earth, the vitality of every tree and grass, and the luck that comes from the invisible.

Liu Qinghuan was shocked, has it already begun?

The thunder sounded faintly, ripples appeared under his feet, Liu Qinghuan's figure flashed, and he had already appeared behind a monk, and the thunder meter brought out a thunderclap and smashed it down!

"Bang!"

A wall of fire suddenly appeared in the sky, and the dark green flame was smashed into flames, falling everywhere in the void, still burning without extinguishing.

"Thief, you dare to come again!" The old man in red roared, he had been paying attention to Liu Qinghuan's movements, helping to block this blow, and said: "I won't skin you today, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"

Liu Qinghuan's expression was cold, he didn't look at him at all, and after another flash, he was behind another person.

These people need to stand in a fixed position, maintain the operation of the magic circle, and complete the last refining procedure of the Seven Absolute Demon Luck Pill, so they can't hide if they want to at this time.

Seeing Liu Qinghuan rushing over, a sneer appeared on his face, and with a wave of his hand, a bone shield came out of his hand to protect him!

Liu Qinghuan's body swelled with a rich green gold glow, and the thunder meter in his hand suddenly lightened Huohuo, and smashed down with a sudden explosion of thunder roar!

"Boom Boom~"

Lines of lightning as thick as an arm snaked out, and in the monk's astonished gaze, the thunder meter was like the real thunder gong coming to the world, and the huge force broke through the mountains and seas, smashing the bone shield to pieces. After that, the remnants continued to decrease, and together with the thunder and lightning, they slammed into the man.

The gods are destroyed!

The rest of the people couldn't help but be stunned, no one thought that he would kill a monk of the same rank in the blink of an eye?!

However, Liu Qinghuan didn't pause for a moment, and stretched out his finger to the monk closest to him: "Fixed!"

With the improvement of his cultivation, and most of the time the enemies he faced were higher than his own cultivation, so he rarely had the opportunity to use the Fixation Technique, a divine technique that was almost invincible in the same level.

But today, these people were comparable to his cultivation, so the monk was instantly fixed on the spot, watching the giant ruler with lightning flickering draw a chilling trajectory, breaking through the void, and the tyrannical aura of destruction was shocking.

The old man in red was so angry that a flagpole flew out of his hand, but it snapped into two with a click.

Breaking ten thousand laws with one force, Liu Qinghuan has been refining his body for many years, and his strength is so strong that he can smash magic weapons with his bare hands, not to mention that he also has a thunder meter in his hand.

The monk screamed briefly, and his entire head exploded!

Almost in a few breaths, two people were killed in a row, such a thunderous method, which was shocking, and the back was even more cold.

Except for the old man in red, the remaining three people couldn't stay any longer, and flew out one after another, for fear that Liu Qinghuan would also go to them.

"Come back quickly, keep the magic circle running!...... quickly" The old man in red shouted anxiously, but no one listened to him at this time, and the three of them were all shocked by Liu Qinghuan's killing of the two in an instant, and they were afraid that they would lose their lives in an instant.

The old man in red yelled angrily: "You fucking give Lao Tzu back, there are many of us, we can kill him in a few clicks, what to run!"

Hearing this, the three of them slowed down, thinking yes, the four of them beat one person, why are they afraid?

However, at this moment, a hissing roar was suddenly heard from within the black mist wrapped in the Seven Absolute Demon Luck Pills, and the magic circle, which had only barely stabilized due to the lack of people, began to turbulent, emitting an uncertain light.

"No, no, no!" the old man in red said in horror, scrambling to try to save it, but the collapse of the circle seemed to be unstoppable, and the formation pattern was already broken.

If you don't leave at this time, Liu Qinghuan took the opportunity to fly back and get out of the range before being entangled by those people, but when he turned around!

"Want to go?" The yellow-throated iron with a blue face appeared in front of him, as if he had finally recovered from the confusion, and his anger overflowed all over his body, but he didn't make a move at the first time, but said: "Little thief, let you hand over the wooden bottle, the deity can spare you from death!"

Although it was only a glimpse of the sky, and he didn't see it clearly, Yellowthroat was very keenly aware of the source of such a big heel today, and he completely ignored the collapsing magic circle over there, and first wanted to seize the Ten Thousand Wood Bottle.

Liu Qinghuan's heart sank, he didn't expect Yellow Throat to recover his senses so quickly, this is really, just out of the ghost gate, and met the king of Yama again.

However, he couldn't let the Seven Absolute Demon Luck Pill continue to refine, so he missed the best opportunity to escape.

"What wooden bottle, I don't know. ”

Liu Qinghuan quibbled in his mouth, and secretly complained in his heart: This time he has no grandeur to use, how can he escape from the brink of death again?

Yellowthroat looked at his right hand hidden in his sleeve, probably because he was afraid of the loss he had suffered before, but he didn't force it this time, but he just locked him with a huge coercion with a gloomy expression.

"Boy, if you don't want to suffer the eternal pain of your soul being lit, I advise you to be practical at this time, I repeat, hand over the wooden bottle, I can not only open the net and not kill you, but also ......"

His words paused suddenly, and he looked up, and the sudden spatial fluctuations were so strong that the void rippled, the starlight cooled, and a boundary gate appeared, rushing out of it.

Seeing the person in the front, Liu Qinghuan was amnesty, and it was actually Taiqing, a Mahayana monk who had a relationship many years ago.

After dragging on for so long, the people of Qingming finally came over, and he was saved!

However, he was relieved too early, forgetting that people can jump over the wall in a hurry when they are faced with a desperate situation.

When the yellow throat saw such a scene, he didn't know that the matter had been revealed, and the other party also had a Mahayana monk coming, and he could already predict ten deaths, so he suddenly became murderous, raised his hand and slapped a palm, in a vain attempt to pull someone on his back when he was dying.

A pitch-black palm print came like a mountain of mountains, sealing all his retreats, Liu Qinghuan was shocked, and the cultivation gap of a whole level was higher, so that he had no possibility to resist this palm!

"Taiqing seniors save me!"

Liu Qinghuan closed his eyes and shouted, at this time he could only hope that Taiqing would notice this side and lend a helping hand in time!