Because the female cultivator is the lowest cultivation in the field, she has already been forced by the other party to be quite embarrassed, if it weren't for Lin Huanzhi's occasional help, I'm afraid she wouldn't be able to support it at all. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

But Lin Huanzhi was already struggling against the old man in the late stage of Jindan, and soon he was a little clumsy.

Liu Qinghuan's green bracelet came just in time, making a sharp whistling sound in the air, and its momentum was so fierce that the black-clothed monk who attacked the nun had to suspend the offensive, forcing the nun to retreat in one fell swoop, and when he turned around, a square seal flew out of his hand.

He sneered: "Where did you come from, you are not afraid of the wind flashing your tongue, today I will teach you how to behave!"

The square seal was carrying the momentum of ten thousand jun, and at the same time as it grew in the wind, a black shadow like a hill rose behind the square seal, and it was actually trying to suppress the extremely fast cyan ring in one fell swoop, and the heavy oppressive force attacked Liu Qinghuan from all directions.

Before Liu Qinghuan could do anything, he heard Xiao Hei roar, stomped Chu Yi down, and rushed out like a black boulder. While it was still in the air, I saw that its body suddenly became larger, and the golden armor and red cloak on its body seemed to be about to burn, and it was very majestic with his constant shouting.

Liu Qinghuan divided his hands, and the cyan ring suddenly split into nine moments before touching the square seal, and flew away in all directions. Then there was a large thick knife from Xiao Hei, slashing through the bloodthirsty and furious red and black knife shadow, slashing towards the square seal that had also become huge.

There was an earth-shattering bang, and a violent hurricane erupted between the two!

In the stunned gaze of the black-clothed male cultivator, the square seal was actually defeated, and it sank down suddenly, turning back into its main body in a dripping and chaotic way, and smashed into the mountain range below, and the huge black mountain shadow was also shattered.

When the others saw this, they all pulled the battlefield outward.

The old man in yellow shouted while fighting with Lin Huanzhi: "Brother Ji, that Taoist friend will be handed over to you, please don't keep your hands, after this fight, I will invite you to go to the drunken spring sky for half a moon." ”

The black-clothed male cultivator sneered and opened his mouth, obviously transmitting sounds.

Lin Huanzhi's expression was extremely light, and Liu Qinghuan's appearance didn't let him say a word, just nodded over there. White flames continued to splash between his gestures, and the whole person was ethereal in the fluttering flames.

With Liu Qinghuan, his pressure was greatly reduced, and while the old man in yellow was distracted, a phantom appeared on him, and his momentum increased sharply.

The old man in yellow was awe-inspiring in his heart, although he was in the late stage of Jindan, he didn't dare to be careless at all.

Lin Huanzhi ranked first in the Qingyu faction during the foundation building period, and later after the Qingyu faction was broken up by his Huangshan faction, although he was much more low-key after following Shoujing Zhenren to join the Wenshi faction, but in today's battle, he knew that the other party was still as terrible as he was back then!

At this time, Xiao Ze was quite at ease, and glanced at Liu Qinghuan with a smile from time to time, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

The black-clothed male cultivator no longer cared about the situation on the yellow-clothed old man's side, in fact, he couldn't even be distracted to kill the female cultivator, he could only watch the other party flash to the side to get a respite.

Xiao Hei slashed Fang Yin with one blow, and the big knife did not stop, and it had already attacked him closely. And there was a tiger-eyed Liu Qinghuan behind him, and the cyan rings scattered in the air were flying and circling, just waiting for him to reveal his flaws.

He didn't care about the square seal anymore, and raised a white bone banner in his hand again, and the sharp ghost roar pierced his eardrums, and at the same time, a sharp claw wrapped in black gas stretched out from the flag, and grasped the blade of the big knife that slashed at him.

But it was a big ghost that was four or five feet tall, and after grabbing the knife, he was roared by Xiao Hei, and both of them were smashed to the ground, and the two were entangled together.

Liu Qinghuan floated away with the wind, only glanced down at Xiao Hei, pointed forward with both hands, and shot out a Qiankun finger that was as fast as lightning, and in a blink of an eye, he pounced in front of the man in black.

The man's reaction was extremely fast, and his figure flashed, and he dodged this Qiankun finger, but he didn't want Liu Qinghuan to follow one finger after another, and each finger struck at an extremely tricky angle with his changing direction.

He roared, and billowing black smoke gushed out of the white bone flag, and soon condensed a white miserable bone shield.

Qiankun fingers hit the bone shield one by one, and the black-clothed male cultivator was startled, only to see several deep finger holes appear on the extremely hard bone shield, and the strength was so great that he retreated again and again.

With a flip in his hand, a diamond-shaped crystal that was so red that it seemed to drip blood appeared in his hand, and a trace of flesh pain flashed in his eyes, but he knew that he was no longer allowed to hesitate at this time.

But before he could activate the diamond-shaped crystal, it was as if he heard a slight whip sound in the air, and then he was whipped violently, and an unbearable sharp pain came from his divine sense.

He screamed, the sky was spinning in front of him, and the mana in his body could no longer be gathered, and he fell straight down from the sky with his head in his arms.

Struggling to recover from the severe pain, he found that his limbs and bodies had been imprisoned by the cyan ring, and while screaming in his heart, his mana churned like a monstrous wave, and when he looked up, he looked into a pair of indifferent eyes.

Liu Qinghuan slashed off the opponent's head with a sword, and the Yuan Shen who escaped in the other party's hurry was twisted by the sword intent of life and death, and disappeared! This change was so fast that life and death were decided in a few breaths, making everyone in the audience stop in shock.

Monk Jindan is already considered a high-level monk, each of them is a person with advanced mana, and each has its own means of preserving life, and it is generally extremely difficult to kill.

And although the black-clothed monk was only in the early stage of Jindan, he was obviously much higher than Liu Qinghuan's cultivation, and he died in Huangquan so easily, how could people not be surprised!

The old man in yellow's face changed several times, and he only shook for a moment before retreating, and the other person also turned around and ran away when he saw this.

"Want to go?" Xiao Ze said softly with a smile on his face, and immediately chased after him, Lin Huanzhi shouted, he limped, and immediately gave up the monk who had been fighting against him, and the two chased after the old man in yellow at the same time.

At the speed of Jin Dan, the three of them disappeared into the sky in a blink of an eye.

Liu Qinghuan only glanced over there, and did not follow, but looked down.

As soon as the black-clothed monk died, the four- or five-foot-tall ghost was stunned for a moment, and was slapped to the ground by Xiao Hei, and then seemed to come back to his senses, let out a happy rattling sound, and had no intention of fighting with Xiao Hei, and wanted to run when he got up.

Xiao Hei didn't let it run, and when he sat on it, he chopped it down like a knife, and Liu Qinghuan shouted: "Don't kill it, now this thing is ours." ”

"Oh. Xiao Hei reacted at this time, and sure enough, he put away the big knife and replaced it with a fist to smash it down.

Liu Qinghuan put away the ring in the monk's hand, reached out to pick up the white bone flag, touched the divine consciousness above, and pondered for a while before putting away the powerful ghost.

The female cultivator on the side watched Liu Qinghuan unceremoniously accept the loot, and then came up and arched her hand: "Thank you Daoyou for saving me!"

Her voice was hoarse and cold.

Liu Qinghuan hid the color in his eyes, turned his head and smiled: "Don't thank me." I'm just because of Senior Brother Lin. ”