"No matter, third brother, try it with the God Destroying Technique, it's a big deal to waste these souls!" Seeing Li Muran approaching step by step, the woman in the painting looked extremely panicked and frightened, and hurriedly urged Fu Sheng.

"This ......" Fu Sheng was still a little hesitant.

"Third brother, if you lose some souls, it's a big deal to wait for ten more years, we have been planning for a thousand years, how can we fall short!"

"Okay!" Fu Sheng didn't dare to hesitate any longer, his eyes flashed fiercely, and he pinched the magic trick with both hands, and then patted it gently!

"Smack!" It seemed that it was just a light clapping of hands, but the monks of the Yuan Fu Sect on the ground bled to death one by one, and Li Muran also spit out a mouthful of blood with a "wow", and his feet were soft, and he almost wanted to fall down.

However, he did his best to stand up against the stone wall, and slowly walked towards the portraits with trembling steps!

Although the pace was difficult, Li Muran's eyes were filled with a strange light, which was not only a strong ** for survival in a desperate situation, but also a strong determination to strike a blow to death!

"Third brother, stop him, kill him!" The woman in the painting was shocked when she saw this, and couldn't stop shouting.

"Second brother, what are you doing, don't do it yet!" The sword scholar was also in a hurry, if he could, he would like to throw the sword in his hand out of the picture and assassinate Li Muran.

Fu Shengzheng's face was flushed in a hurry, and he couldn't stop pinching the trick with both hands, all pointing at Li Muran, but the latter was getting less and less affected, and he couldn't control it at all!

"What the hell is going on!" Fu Sheng was shocked and angry, after a thousand years of planning and a thousand years of waiting, could it be that it was so inexplicably falling short? He didn't even understand the specific reason!

Li Muran finally walked under the portrait of Fu Sheng, the figure in this painting was originally the founding patriarch he admired, and now - a demon, a demon that Li Muran could kill without hesitation.

With all his might, Li Muran finally mobilized a trace of mana, and the mana gathered at the end of his fingers and turned into a small flame.

A small flame is the most inconspicuous spell, but in the eyes of several former real people in the painting, it is the most terrifying thing.

"Smack!" Li Muran stretched out his fingers, and the flames flew out and landed accurately on the portrait of Fu Sheng, and the portrait suddenly burst into flames!

"Spare your life...... Ah!" Fu Sheng's voice came in pain, and after a while, the portrait turned to ashes, and Fu Sheng was no longer there!

As soon as Fu Sheng died, Li Muran suddenly felt his whole body loosen, his body slowly recovered, his mana gradually loosened, and the sharp pain in his brain had disappeared.

"Hmph!" Li Muran snorted coldly and looked coldly at the other portraits.

Several people in the portrait suddenly looked like ashes, as soon as Fu Sheng died, who could sanction this disciple of the Yuan Fu Sect!

"It's all to blame on the eldest brother, what are the four independent sects, what should I do now?" The woman in the painting is already crying, Rao is that she has been cultivating for many years, but at this moment of life and death, she also seems so powerless!

The sword scholar restrained the fear in his heart, and tried to persuade in a calm tone: "This little brother, don't mess around, you have heard it, we are all characters from a thousand years ago, and we have no grievances with you! Moreover, as long as you let me wait for a time this time, we will teach all kinds of exercises, in fact, somewhere in Kuanglu Mountain, there are treasures hidden by us, and as for the location of the treasures, we can also tell the little brother!"

The woman in the painting also paused and joined the ranks of persuasion: "Yes, little brother, you must be very clear about how difficult the path of cultivation is! However, if you get the guidance of a few real people such as me and the treasures left behind, your cultivation will be rapid and fast! You must think carefully and don't act rashly!"

"The fourth sister is right!" the scholar hurriedly added, "You see, the third brother is dead. Your Excellency happens to be the most suitable replacement, as long as Your Excellency is willing to cooperate with us, in time, your future achievements will definitely be above the Fu Saint!"

"Yes, we are willing to bow down to you and make a blood oath to let you take the place of the third brother!" the woman echoed, "No, no, as long as you want, I can give you the position of the eldest brother......

"Nonsense!" Li Muran shouted, interrupting the persuasion of the two.

Regardless of the fact that this man and woman echoed each other and said that the sky was falling, Li Muran was still unmoved, he sacrificed three flames, and said coldly: "These three flames are not only to cut the grass and eradicate the roots, but also to seek justice for the disciples of the other three sects for more than a thousand years!"

As he spoke, he didn't hesitate to stretch out his fingers, and three flames shot out, shooting at the other three scrolls.

"Boom, crackle", the picture scroll was quickly ignited, burning rapidly, in the two terrible and resentful screams, the sword scholar and the masked woman suddenly scattered.

However, the picture scroll with the monk burned a little slower, and the monk, who had been silent and closed his eyes and remained motionless, suddenly opened his eyes when Fu Sheng, the scholar, and the woman fell one after another, and shook his body, turning into a faint transparent phantom and flying out of the scroll!

As soon as the shadow of the monk flew out of the scroll, the scroll immediately turned to ashes, but the shadow was obviously also scorched by the flames, and half of its body collapsed like green smoke.

"Oops!" Li Muran was shocked, it can be inferred from the previous conversation of the scholar woman that this monk should have completed the cultivation of the so-called "Thousand Souls Continuation of Life**", but due to the prohibition between the four saints, he couldn't leave the soul rejuvenation scroll alone, but now that the other three people such as the Fu Saint scholar have scattered, the monk is no longer restrained, so he can escape from the scroll, but he was also burned by Li Muran's flames, which greatly hurt his vitality!

As soon as he flew out of the scroll, it was when the "monk" was the weakest, he couldn't make a move with Li Muran at all, and even turned into a faint shadow and flew out of the cave.

Li Muran's reaction was also extremely fast, and immediately he flicked his ten fingers, and waved out a large handful of talismans, and at the same time, he stirred up, and suddenly the flames splashed everywhere, roaring and shaking the sky, blocking the escape of the monk's phantom!

However, the phantom didn't know what kind of magical power it had exerted, and it disappeared into the cave in a flash, and a moment later, it actually appeared outside the cave!

However, Li Muran's methods almost shattered the entire stone hall in an instant, and a large number of rocks collapsed and fell, and this cave would soon collapse completely.

Li Muran's heart froze, and he was about to flash out, but at this moment, he heard a soft muffled snort behind him.

"Uncle Cangxia!" Li Muran was overjoyed, it turned out that Cangxia Daoist still had a breath!

He hurriedly picked up the Cangxia Daoist, and under the protection of a layer of vajra cover, he braved the falling rocks and rushed out of the cave.

In his busy schedule, he also glanced back, the treasures left by the four saints on the stone platform had disappeared, obviously, those were all illusions, and there was no treasure of the four saints here!

As for the corpses of the other Yuan Fu Sect disciples, he didn't have time to pay attention to them, so he could only escape here with the Cangxia Dao people.

As soon as Li Muran escaped from the cave, the cave behind him completely collapsed, hiding under countless rocks.

"Look where you are fleeing!" Li Muran suddenly appeared, the phantom of the monk was floating in front of him, and he was not flying very fast!

Li Muran immediately sacrificed the rune paper crane and chased after it by the crane!

He knew in his heart that this monk was originally the founder of the famous Daming Temple, and once he was given a little time to recover his business, his strength would be unfathomable!

The phantom suddenly added and flew towards the outside of Death Valley, and Li Muran chased after him!

The phantom was also distressed in his heart at this time, he was now just a newly revived Yuan Soul, and he was burned by the flames before flying out of the picture scroll, and his soul was almost scattered, and at this time, he flew with all his strength in the form of a Yuan Soul, which also consumed soul power extremely much, but I was afraid that he would not be able to hold on for too long!

He was a person who should have died a thousand years ago, intending to perform a rebirth against the sky, but he didn't expect to succeed, but he was actually chased and killed by a little monk in the Qi Pulse Period, and he was really depressed in his heart!

Fighting for your life with the sky, is it so difficult?

Just as he was fleeing, the phantom suddenly appeared, and a large number of monks were marching in the valley of death, and the one who came with them was the female cultivator of the Yuan Fu Sect, "Senior Sister Fang".

When Senior Sister Fang saw the phantom from a distance, her face also changed greatly, and she muttered, "Great master?"

"Senior Sister Fang, what are you talking about?" asked Qing Yunzi beside her curiously.

"Nothing, it seems that someone is flying in front!" Senior Sister Fang said with a slight smile.

The phantom didn't speak, but a voice came into the ears of "Senior Sister Fang": "Wonderful, you have made a contribution! Delay time for the deity, and the deity will immediately take it away!"

"Senior Sister Fang" nodded slightly and agreed.

The phantom swept through the crowd, there were not many disciples of Daming Temple here now, and he didn't have much time to pick and choose, so he immediately determined that the youngest disciple among them was the target of the sacrifice.

Immediately after, the phantom suddenly disappeared in mid-air, and the next moment, a young lay disciple of Daming Temple suddenly screamed in pain, his face was full of pain and distortion, his hands clasped his throat, and fell to the ground.

"Senior Brother Zhang, what's wrong with you?" a monk from Daming Temple beside him hurriedly stepped forward to ask.

And at this time, Li Muran also rushed here! The phantom that was being tracked suddenly disappeared, which made Li Muran very confused, so he couldn't stop looking around, he immediately noticed the vision of the young disciple of Daming Temple, I don't know if there is some connection between the two!

"Master Cangxia!" The disciples of the Yuan Fu Sect were shocked and inexplicable when they saw the dying Cangxia Daoist in Li Muran's arms, and they all gathered around.

"Senior Brother Zhao, what's going on, what's wrong with Uncle Zhao?" asked Qing Fengzi anxiously.

However, that Senior Sister Fang quietly stepped aside.

Li Muran didn't say a word, he put down the Cangxia Daoist beside him, and then immediately stretched out his fingers, and a burst of fire shot out, and the target was the "Senior Sister Fang"!

"Boom!" "Senior Sister Fang's" body was shattered by the explosion, but then a white shadow flew out of its remnants, intending to flee into the distance.

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