Zheng Tianlong also moved, sneered, and pointed at the old man of the Huang family who flew towards him, only to see the three thunderballs around him quickly spin up, and the slightest arc was released wildly, and in an instant, it became the size of a fist, and smashed towards the attacker.

The old man of the Huang family had obviously experienced Zheng Tianlong's moves before, and his arms were blocked in front of him, and a circle of earthy yellow light curtain appeared.

The next moment, only to hear a boom, three thunderballs collided with the light curtain, splashing snow-white thunder in the sky and scattering in all directions.

The old man of the Huang family was stopped by this huge force, his body was unstable, and he planted backwards.

At the same time, Broken Rain, who had been standing beside Zheng Tianlong, also moved, but seeing that her eyes flashed, her body flickered, leaving only an afterimage of her in place, and the next moment Broken Rain's figure appeared strangely behind the old man of the Huang family, and his body was as fast as teleportation.

At this time, Broken Rain held a flickering cold scimitar in his hand, and lifted it upwards violently, making a gesture to split the old man of the Huang family in half.

And at this critical moment, the old man of the Huang family showed a weird smile on his face, "Hehe, it's just a flaw for you." ”

After speaking, the fallen body rolled straight in the void, dodged the killer blow of Broken Rain, and reached out with one hand to grab Broken Rain's neck.

Zheng Tianlong's face changed, he thought that he would ask for another hand this time, but he didn't expect it to change suddenly, and he hurriedly urged the three thunderballs and smashed them towards the old man of the Huang family.

Broken Rain's face also changed, and as soon as his figure moved, he was about to perform that ghostly body again, but it was too late at this time.

The old man of the Huang family's big iron tongs generally grabbed the neck of the broken rain directly, and without saying a word, he punched out with his other hand.

In mid-air, I saw blood light bursting out, and the old man's fist of the Huang family pierced through Broken Yu's chest.

Broken Yu's body immediately softened, she spat out a mouthful of blood, the scimitar in her hand fell weakly, the glint in her eyes gradually faded, at the last moment of her life, she turned her head to look at Zheng Tianlong in the void, and reluctantly said two words, "Quick... Run.... ”

"Broken rain!" Zheng Tianlong's relaxed expression finally disappeared, and instead he stared at the old man of the Huang family who was still carrying the body of broken rain with a hideous expression, "I will kill you today..." ”

After speaking, on the waist storage bag, a long painting scroll flew out, Zheng Tianlong pointed at the painting scroll, and the painting scroll slowly unfolded.

But I saw that the scroll was unfolded two feet, and more than a dozen hideous beasts were painted on it, and this fierce beast was lifelike, as if the real beast was sealed inside.

Zheng Tianlong pinched his hand, and shot dozens of spiritual lights at the painting scroll, and the next moment a strange scene appeared, only to see all kinds of fierce beasts on the painting shaft move, and a roar came out at the same time, and a strange spiritual pressure swept in all directions.

The old man of the Huang family threw the body of the broken rain at random, dodged the three thunder balls attacked by Zheng Tianlong, and when he looked up again, his heart suddenly tightened when he saw such a scene, and his body turned into a long rainbow and swept away into the distance.

"Want to run, take your life!" Zheng Tianlong let out a long roar and pointed at the old man of the Huang family who was far away.

In an instant, the fierce beast on the scroll came to life, struggled out of the scroll, and turned into more than a dozen phantoms and chased after the old man of the Huang family.

Although the old man of the Huang family was fast, the phantom of the fierce beast was faster, and it was just a few flashes that surrounded the old man of the Huang family in the center.

The next moment, more than a dozen beasts went crazy and bit at the old man of the Huang family, and almost in an instant, the old man's body was torn apart, and the scene was extremely bloody.

Although Wen Changming said that although he was a cultivator of the ninth layer of Qi and stabilized the helpers of about the seventh layer of Qi brought by Huang Yong, there were many people who had no choice but to come, although he did not have to worry about his life for the time being, but at this time he was still in a hurry.

Ji Liao and Huang Qiyuan also fought to a state of anxiety, the two of them met at the same time, just a few breaths between the two collided hundreds of times, a circle of energy rippled out between the two, and the red fire feathers behind Ji Liao were instigated again and again, sprinkling fire rain all over the sky.

Ji Liao relied on his physical strength and the blessing of the talisman, he could barely draw with Huang Qiyuan, and it was impossible to take down Huang Qiyuan.

"It's not the way to go on like this. Ji Liao was fighting-for-tat with Huang Qiyuan, and at the same time thinking of a way to get out.

No matter how big Ji Liao's spiritual sea is, no matter how much spiritual liquid it contains, it is still a big difference with Huang Qiyuan of the thirteenth layer of Qi acceptance, if it continues to be consumed like this, then it will be a matter of time before he is drained of spiritual power.

Raising his eyes and sweeping the rest of the battlefield, Zheng Tianlong and Mo Xiang both killed a member of the Huang family, but they were soon entangled by another Huang family.

The Huang family, who suddenly fought with Zheng Tianlong, suddenly abandoned Zheng Tianlong and rushed towards Hu Lai, who was fighting fiercely on the side.

Hu Lai and the old man were evenly matched, and there was no time to separate, and between the swings of the spear in his hand, he only felt the evil wind hitting the back of his head, and when he turned around, the head of the spear was raised behind him.

With a pop, blood splattered, and the spear pierced the man's shoulder.

And in this blink of an eye, the Huang family, who had fought with Hu Lai before, had their eyes flashing, and they bombarded Hu Lai with a punch.

"Boom!"

The big punch hit Hu Lai's head.

Hu Lai tilted his head and spat out a mouthful of blood.

The people of the Huang family threw out several punches in a row and slammed them into Hu Lai's body.

Rao is Hu Lai's body is strong, and he can't resist such a ferocious attack, and it didn't take long for his body to soften, and then he fell weakly from mid-air.

Ji Liao's face became more and more ugly, the people on their side died one after another, and now only him, Wen Changming, Mo Xiang, and Zheng Tianlong are left, and there are more than a dozen people from the Huang family in the field, and the combat power is already crushing compared to them, if it is consumed like this, their result can only be hated here.

And just when Ji Liao was distracted for a moment, Huang Qiyuan's eyes flashed with excitement, and his figure rushed towards Ji Liao.

"Not good!" Ji Liao secretly said that it was not good.

The eyes were condensed, the five-colored unicorn in the center of the eyebrows jumped out, the five-colored unicorn stared at the small eyes, bared his teeth and pretended to be fierce, seeing the fierce Huang Qiyuan, his cheeks bulged, and he suddenly spit out, and a five-colored flame the size of a fingernail spit out.

Huang Qiyuan originally thought that he had been tricked, and he thought that Ji Liao had just lost his mind to lure him up to attack, but he didn't expect Ji Liao to use such a little bit of means... A little bit of fire, although the moves are a little strange, but he can't feel a trace of spiritual power fluctuations in this flame, it is too childish to use this method when fighting for life and death.

"Haha, death. Huang Qiyuan laughed, regardless of the five-colored flames that shot at him, the earthy yellow light curtain around him wrapped him in it, and he actually wanted to directly break through the Qilin True Fire and kill Ji Liao.

But the next moment, Huang Qiyuan couldn't laugh anymore, his protective light curtain couldn't stop this inconspicuous five-colored flame at all, and he was easily burned through by this five-colored flame.

At this moment, Huang Qiyuan was extremely close to the five-colored flames, and Huang Qiyuan could even see his own reflection reflected in the flames.

"No..."Huang Qiyuan yelled.

The castration of the five-colored flame was still there, and it went straight into the top of Huang Qiyuan's head, and came out under him, and once again melted through the protective light curtain, shooting straight towards the ground, nothing could stop the castration of the five-colored flame along the way, and the places where the five-colored flames passed were burned through, leaving holes the size of fingernails.

Huang Qiyuan's body collapsed in mid-air, stopped the momentum rushing towards Ji Liao, and tumbled and fell to the ground.

"Patriarch!"

"Patriarch!"

"Patriarch!"

More than a dozen Huang family monks in the field were shocked when they saw Huang Qiyuan being killed by this inconspicuous kid.

"Bang".

Huang Qiyuan's body fell heavily to the ground, splashing a puff of dust.

Zheng Tianlong's eyes narrowed slightly, and when he saw Ji Liao using such a strange move, his heart was moved, and he said secretly, "This kid still hasn't used the means at this time, I really underestimate this kid." ”

Mo Xiang's eyes lit up, they are now at a disadvantage, and now they are just struggling to support, and the people on their side have fallen one by one, so the hope of survival is even more slim, and now that Huang Qiyuan, the strongest of these people, is dead, if Ji Liao kills a few people again, he may not have a chance to escape.

Ji Liao smiled contemptuously, "Don't underestimate anyone. ”

Now there have been some subtle changes in the situation in the field, Huang Qiyuan is dead, and there are less than ten people from the Huang family who can fight with Ji Liao and a few people in the field, and the rest are the children of the Huang family who are eight or nine layers of qi.

On the contrary, although there are only four people on Ji Liao's side, and their cultivation is also ranging from the eighth to the tenth layer of Qi acceptance, the strength of these people can be seen if they can survive until now.

In fact, the strength of the Huang family is already very strong, and it is enough to witness the strength of the Huang family if they can gather more than a dozen monks above the tenth level of Qi at once.

But although Ji Liao's cultivation is a little worse than them, Ji Liao and they are all disciples of the sect, and the magic weapons and exercises are far from being comparable to these families, even if the cultivation is higher than them, they also have the power to fight, this is the gap between the power of the sect and the power of the family.

Ji Liao's eyes flashed slightly, and he raised his eyes to look at the formation that blocked the area here, and his eyes flashed with a strange color.

At this moment, the mutation arose, and the collapsed Daluo Mountain was suddenly swept into the air, turning into a sky of powder to cover the sky and the sun.

"Who broke my family's sacred mountain. At the same time, a voice suddenly sounded, shaking the heavens and the earth.

The few people who confronted each other in the air, regardless of the Huang family or Ji Liao and others, all had their heads buzzing under this roar.

When the smoke and dust dissipated, a huge pit appeared under Daluo Mountain, and a huge underground palace appeared in the pit.

Then a black light flew out in the dungeon, and in the void, a hovering and standing firmly above the void, a small black sail with a length of a foot appeared.

Immediately afterwards, a figure flew in the dungeon, this person was wearing a yellow robe, about forty years old, and under a pair of extremely thin eyebrows was a pair of narrow eyes, which set off his sinister and ruthless temperament.

The man put his hands on his back and stepped on the void, and flew straight to the small sail in mid-air.

This person looked at Ji Liao and the others fiercely, "Since you are here, then don't leave any of them, it just so happens that my Ten Thousand Soul Sail still needs a few monks' souls for suppression." ”

Ji Liao's eyes widened suddenly, and he looked at the heart in front of him in shock, and a chill inexplicably rose in his heart.

"Foundation building period!"