Mo Xinyan personally passed on the Ling Xiao Seven Illusion Sword Technique, and Jing Yao rarely used it.

This sword technique is unpredictable, but anyone who has a sense of consciousness and is covered by the sword trick will be robbed of his mind in an instant and be in a fantasy realm.

More than a dozen distracted monks were smiling drunkenly, dreaming bizarre dreams.

The sword light swayed, like an abstract shadow suddenly illuminated by the light, more than a dozen heads suddenly rose into the sky, the flying blood rain condensed into ice, the entire road protruded with blood-colored ice picks, and one after another screams came like sound waves.

Jing Yao is like a demon, the sword is like a dragon, the sky is spinning, and where the sword body passes, the vines are poignant and bloody, and he just uses the illusion sword technique to split a bloody path.

The encirclers are generally distracted, and there are dozens of strong people in the body, and they are holding back their strength to compete with the legendary banshee, why are you in the same realm, but you are on top? Today you are going to break the title of invincible in the same rank.

Huang Xiufeng's killing of the combined monks of the same rank was like digging into a bag, Jing Yao was even better than Huang Xiufeng, and those monks quickly discovered why someone was still in the world's attention even though the realm was the same.

The mediocre spell was actually fought by Jing Yao, and it could always take away a large number of lives, with a swing of the sword, the heavens and the earth were discolored, and the fluttering Jiuyan turned into a god of death, wandering and harvesting countless souls.

A gentle drizzle gradually drifted in the sky, like a bead curtain, and the pungent fishy smell and rain could not be washed away, the guards led by Jing Yao were not mediocre, but they were outnumbered, and despite their efforts to kill the enemy, they still lay on the bloody road one by one.

The battle situation became more and more tragic, the corpses were all over the field, trickling into a river, the bright red was covered with bewitching flowers, Jing Yao glanced sideways, and couldn't help but scream, there were more than three hundred people when they came, and there were less than ten people at this time, the Lang Huan monk who practiced corpse art was on his way home, and the monk who was still alive looked miserable, Jing Yao shouted angrily: "Zhu Mo, put a signal!"

They charged all the way, and finally broke out of the encirclement, at this time Zhu Mo was simply dealing with his injuries, hearing the order of the island owner, he immediately took out the signal arrow from his cuff, and the sharp sound of breaking the air exploded in the air, and the dazzling color bloomed in the air, like a blood-stained lily.

When Sun Chengbi knew about the separation, Lang Huantian's officials sent some distress signals, but he didn't expect Jing Yao to really use this kind of thing, so didn't he tell Lang Huantian that they were on the moon falling cliff?

Sun Chengbi quickly woke up to the fact that now that he was under the enemy, there were more enemies and fewer enemies, and there was no hurry to ask for them, on the contrary, if the monks under Li Fan's command could support in time, they would still have a chance to escape.

They were already some distance away from the arrow feathers, beyond the range of the black feathered arrows made by Lei Yaoshi.

If there was no ambush ahead, their chances of survival would have been greatly improved, but suddenly a figure as black as a dark cloud blocked the road, and there was no one behind him, standing there alone, which made people have the illusion that this road was impassable.

"Abandon Huangling! He actually abandoned the immortal and ghost realm and came in person!" Sun Chengbi's voice was hoarse, faintly trembling, crossing the Six Realms was tantamount to an unattainable mountain peak for them.

Jing Yao looked at that person deadly, the cultivation of the Merge Realm, she was not sure to break through the defensive line of the abandoned Yellow Ridge, and was already ready to use the space-time spell to take Hei Yan and the others to leave Lang Huantian.

But at this time, the surrounding world heaven and earth vitality changed rapidly, and it became untraceable.

Jing Yao's heart trembled, this guy had already gained insight into what he was thinking, changing the vitality of heaven and earth, making it impossible for him to use the space-time technique.

If Ming Zun came here in person, how could he dare to stand in the middle of the road in a dignified manner, he bullied Jing Yao and others to cultivate as weak, not his own enemy.

Jing Yao said in a deep voice: "I am a pioneer, you cooperate with me!"

Unexpectedly, Sun Chengbi stepped forward and shouted in a low voice: "Senior Sister Jing Yao, how about a negotiation? Abandon Huangling and leave it to me to solve, if I don't die, let's write off our grievances, okay?"

He is not a person who sacrifices his life for righteousness, everything is profitable, under the power, he may not die if he fights with the abandoned Huangling, even if he dies for a lifetime, it is better than continuing to be controlled by Jing Yao, the so-called death and then life, if Jing Yao agrees, he might as well exchange his life for his life.

The seven sons of Confucianism, Sun Chengbi has the deepest scheming, Tianjilou is the cultivation of immortals, and the seven sons of Confucianism, the three wisdom of Buddhism are ranked below Jing Yao and others.

In fact, in all fairness, Sun Chengbi's wisdom, scheming, roots, and talent are only slightly weaker than Lin Tianxing and others, but in terms of heart, Qin Chaoran does not dare to say that he will win against Sun Chengbi.

Sun Chengbi quickly analyzed the situation, and after coming to a conclusion, he turned to face Jing Yao, who was separated from him by eye, Jing Yao said slowly: "Have you thought about it?"

Sun Chengbi said with a smile: "Controlled by others for 30 years, I yearn for a life without constraints. ”

"I promise you. ”

Sun Chengbi sneered and stepped forward.

"Are you a Confucian disciple?" Qi Huangling frowned and said: "You don't have a chance, for the sake of the long sky and the mind, contemptible people will spare you from death." ”

Changkong Fu Nian is the name of the Confucian Holy Lord, since Changkong Fu Nian took over the position of the Confucian Holy Lord, his real name is rarely mentioned.

At first glance, when he heard the name of the Holy Lord, Sun Chengbi snorted coldly: "Even if the Holy Lord is there in person, I don't want to stop my Sun Chengbi's path to resurrection." ”

He swooped down, bringing up the bleak autumn rain, and the aura of slaughter was majestic.

Abandon Huangling smiled indifferently, the combined monk burned the true yuan enough to threaten the Mahayana monk, but it was insignificant to the monk of the tragedy, under the forbidden space realm, abandoned the Huangling feet slightly bowed, stepped out of the deep ditch, and jumped up violently, and the sound of breaking the air with inverted teeth sounded under his feet.

Combined to fight the tribulation, the two forces collided together, like ten thousand horses galloping, as if it were thunder, and the spinning heaven and earth vitality gathered into a vortex.

The vortex swirled bigger and bigger, instantly filling the heavens and the earth, and suddenly contracted rapidly, Sun Chengbi spilled blood, his tightly closed eyes opened in an uproar, and tens of thousands of stars burst out from his eyes.

The brilliance of the star chips is like autumn frost, driven by the drizzle and autumn wind, and it is different to the bone, freezing all the leaked heaven and earth vitality.

"Star Heavenly Burial!" Qi Huangling shouted loudly: "Confucianism and the enemy are both dead, you dare to use it?"

"The clouds are over, if you can return to freedom, what does it matter if you end up together?"

"You'd better think clearly, is it worth paying for Shouyuan?"

Xinghui is all wrapped around the abandoned Huangling, and the technique of combining the monks and returning together cannot affect the strong who cross the robbery, but this is the Confucian nirvana, and the Confucianism who is good at auxiliary techniques is abnormal when he fights for his life, and he also knows that the celestial burial of the stars has been changed by Mo Xinyan, and the lethality is so strong, who dares to ignore it.

Abandon Huangling and try to persuade him, and the first Confucian Holy Lord used this technique to severely damage Xiao Yan, almost destroying Xiao Yan's form and gods, and the art of killing gods reappeared in the dust, making Abandon Huangling shudder......