Chapter 610**Stealing Yuan**

"Old Immortal, you're right, I'm so scared of the sect master, oops, as soon as the sect master came, I was immediately paralyzed with fright."

A man with a triangular face and a height of no more than four feet immediately bent his legs and lay on the ground with a humming voice, pretending to be dead. The exaggerated expression and the funny performance, coupled with the ridiculous height, immediately attracted a burst of laughter.

Elder Chuangong and more than a dozen other disciples from the Blood Transformation Sect turned blue with anger, but they were helpless, and when they heard this piercing laughter, they only felt a pain in their hearts like a knife.

"Elder Chuangong, you have heard it, not only me, but even they are frightened by the divine power of the sect master, is there someone who is already scared to pee their pants? Ah, haha......"

The old immortal of Guyang laughed sarcastically, glanced at the guardian elder and the others coldly, and then beckoned to a beautiful girl not far away: "Beauty, my favorite thing to do is to smile at the beauty." Come, tell me, how should this elder die?"

The woman saw that the old monster of Guyang asked her head, and immediately showed a shy attitude, twisting her waist and walking over, as the henchman of the old monster of Guyang, this woman naturally knew how to please this old monster, and giggled at the moment, stretched out a plump and silky pink fist, and beat it towards the old fairy, and said coquettishly and angrily: "Old fairy, if people say something wrong, you are not allowed to blame it."

The woman's eyes were sticky, and she glanced at the old monster of Guyang meaningfully, and then said: "Since this elder's identity is so respected, it is better to let me wait for my sister to perform **stealing yuan**, and directly let his old man die."

There was a burst of foxy laughter, these soul-stirring nephrite warm fragrance, a graceful body with a voice that was about to come out, with a peach-like face, unobstructed at a glance, which provoked many demon path disciples to be ape-like, and a few guys who did not cultivate enough were instinctively aroused in the body.

One by one, they stared closely at the sturdy rooms of several women, their noses fluttered, they looked like they were intoxicated by six gods and no masters, and they looked like they were greedy and greedy, as if they wanted to rush over now and give these foxy women who were stroking their heads and posing on the spot.

"Hahaha, good idea, just do it Ya'er, this old thing, I'll leave it to you"

The old immortal of Guyang laughed as if he was itching, and pointed at the others: "Several of them also died like this, and the rest of the monks are too low, just kill them directly." ”

Neither the Guardian Elder nor the Elder Transmission Elder thought that this Guyang Old Immortal would directly kill them in front of so many people on this Red Blood Mountain.

"Guyang Old Monster, if you dare to do something to us in this Red Blood Mountain, the sect master will not let you go after he leaves the customs. Qin Zhilong looked at the old monster of Guyang with a look of resentment, and shouted angrily.

"The sect master is out of the customs, hehehe, not to mention whether the sect master has the possibility of getting out of the customs, even if there is, what does your death have to do with me? You, you, you, and you, are all fighting bravely in the battle with the righteous path people, and finally died in the hands of the righteous path people, although we are desperate to rescue, but because the injury is too serious, we still can't save all of you, and my heart is infinitely sad" Guyang Old Immortal spoke, and there was a little more sadness on his face.

"Hahaha, what the ancestor said is right, in order to protect the disciples from retreating, the elder Chuangong did not hesitate to test the tiger, and fought bravely with the female disciples of Taihao Sect for three days and three nights, and finally his skills were inferior and he died. ”

"Yes, yes, although the guardian elder is old and strong, there are too many demon girls in Taihaomen, and after repeated battles, it is difficult for one person to resist the women, and it is impossible to prevent it."

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Countless words fell on the ears of the Elder Chuangong and the others, and their hearts were gloomy. Unexpectedly, he didn't die in the sword of the righteous people, but actually died under these so-called fellow disciples.

However, the matter has come to this point, and it is impossible for him and the others to live any longer, and the two elders glanced at the dozen or so disciples around them and said, "So far, we can only fight, and we can't embarrass the sect master." ”

Liu Peng and Qin Zhilong glanced at each other, and at the same time sacrificed a blood-colored flying sword, although the quality of the flying sword was not very good, but Sen Ran's murderous aura also went straight to the sky.

"Elder rest assured, even if we die, we will never disgrace the sect master. Hua Xinzi and more than a dozen disciples of the Hua Zi generation, between speaking, there was a trace of determination on their faces, and one by one magic weapons were all sacrificed in their hands.

Although they may not be able to resist an attack by Guyang Old Immortal, they have a kind of determination to die, and they are willing to fight to the death, even if this move is also bloody and cruel, but they die tragically

Fight for the battlefield, but one death horizontally and vertically, and the damned bird will face upward, and it will not die for thousands of years

The rolling killing aura, on the bodies of these monks, the crazy rolling, the surging killing machine, made the surrounding wind and clouds change color for a while.

Guyang Old Immortal looked at the condensed killing machine in front of him, and his heart was shocked. After living for so many years, this kind of desperate killing machine is really the first time I have encountered it, and more importantly, the object of this killing machine is himself, which makes Guyang Lao Xian feel very unhappy, and there is a faint trace of fear.

"Good boy, I really didn't expect that wow, there are such hot-blooded men in your Blood Transformation Sect, which really makes me Xiong greatly admire"

Although Xiong Dali was restrained by five huge golden rings and couldn't move, his voice was like a thunderbolt.

"Brother Xiong, this time, it's my Blood Transformation Sect that can't stand you, but I believe that the Sect Master will definitely avenge us. Elder Chuangong glanced at Xiong vigorously and said in a deep voice.

"Avenge you?" Hmph, since you believe it, then go, believe that your sect master will accompany you soon, brothers, send a few people on the road, let them die in the hands of the righteous path" Guyang Old Immortal spoke, and the hideous murderous intent on his face flickered.

"It's insidious. My Blood Transformation Sect actually has a talent like you, but you are really a bit petty when you kill people, if you have a kind, you should go on a rampage, kill if you want, kill if you want, where are there so many scruples" A cold voice suddenly sounded from a distance.

The cold voice, although on the surface, this person is praising Guyang Laoxian as a rare talent, but whether it is Guyang Laoyang or others, they can hear the obvious sarcasm from these words.

What kind of character is Guyang Old Immortal? This person is not only a master of the condensation level, but the ferocity he showed just now made his momentum unique in the Blood Transformation Sect for a while. Unexpectedly, someone dared to provoke him

The old immortal of Guyang, who was angry in his heart, turned his head and looked at the person who spoke disrespectfully, and everyone's eyes also looked at him.

This glance immediately made the disciples of the Blood Transformation Sect such as the Elder of the Gong Sect smile one by one, and there was a glimmer of hope in their eyes.

"This guy is finally here, if you don't come again, Grandpa Xiong, I will only have one last hand. Although the five-ring dragon rope on Xiong Dali's body was getting tighter and tighter, there was still a relieved smile on his huge bear face.

The two little foxes who were nervous looked at the person who appeared with joy on their faces, although before, they didn't have a good impression of this guy, but after experiencing a catastrophe, they had a deep sense of happiness about the appearance of this person. The appearance of this person made them feel at ease, made them feel at ease, and no longer had to be afraid of that solid immortal.

"Ignorant things, dare to talk nonsense in front of the old immortal, I really don't know whether to live or die, why don't you quickly kneel on the ground, beg the old immortal to forgive you, maybe the old immortal will spare your life. "The woman who was called Ya'er by the old immortal of Guyang, when she saw that she was actually a monk at the peak of the Yuan Infant, she immediately said coquettishly.

Although there is only a thin line between the peak of the Yuan Infant and the Condensation, the peak of the Yuan Infant without the Condensation is much worse than the Condensing Monk. Although this Ya'er's cultivation has only just reached Yuanying, as the favorite concubine of Guyang Old Immortal, she is not afraid of this man who came out of nowhere.

However, this Ya'er didn't see that the old fairy of Guyang, who was standing not far from her, had a solemn face at this time, and this floating person made his heart full of deep scruples.

Yi Chu looked at the stunning woman in front of him who was ******, smiled coldly, and between the flashes of light in his eyes, two golden rays of light rushed towards Na Ya'er like lightning.

"Shameless and despicable, you dare to sneak attack"

At the moment when the golden sword intent rushed in, Na Ya'er suddenly sacrificed a pink Luopa, a little pink divine light, and blocked it straight towards the golden sword light. This pink Luo Pa is a Xuan-level high-grade magic weapon refined by Guyang Old Immortal from the silk of the thousand-year-old fire cicada, and ordinary flying knives and flying swords are difficult to hurt at all. Half of this Ya'er's work is on this pink Ropa.

However, the sudden golden sword light seemed to be indifferent to the pink Ropa, and in an instant, it broke through the barrier of the pink Ropa and submerged into Ya'er's spiritual platform.

"How can this be ......" left the last few words, and Ya'er's incomparably bewitching body suddenly smashed from the void to the ground. The pink Ropa fell to the ground without the support of its owner.

Guyang Old Immortal didn't expect that his subordinate's first love Ji fell to the ground in the blink of an eye. And the talisman he gave her was of no use. In a hurry, he stretched out his hand and grabbed Ya'er who fell to the ground, and the soft body suddenly fell into his hands.

Holding this warm delicate body into his arms, Guyang Old Immortal only felt a layer of cold sweat on his forehead, and the Ya'er Yuanying in his arms was still there, but he no longer had the divine sense that he had cultivated for many years, that is to say, Ya'er at this time was already a dead-like existence