"Fighting for the death, if any of the Daoists escapes, the rest of the Daoists will do their best to drag these three people, this is the last chance for my Golden Crow Kingdom Cultivation Realm. Wu Yuan's mind was resolute, and his spiritual sense was transmitted.

The other five people were shocked when they heard this, but they quickly showed determination and nodded one after another.

The middle-aged man's eyes showed a thick sense of mockery, his right hand was a little eyebrows, and the mark of his left eye lit up, and the aura within a radius of a hundred miles, at the moment when the mark was lit, surged madly, almost just a breath, and then turned into a spinning ball of spiritual energy, which was swallowed by him in one bite.

The middle-aged man's body, a breath comparable to that of a spirit monk, suddenly erupted, I saw him stretch out his hand, the surface of the earth began to tremble rapidly, countless stones rose into the air, and shot towards the six people, among these stones, the largest of them were already nearly thirty zhang, no different from a small mountain.

The boulder came violently, and the six people pinched it one after another, each using their magical powers to resist the boulder.

The middle-aged man also seemed to understand that these stones alone were still unbearable for six people, and he pinched again and again, but this time, his face was no longer relaxed, but showed a look of pain.

An illusory shadow slowly floated above his head, and at the same time, a thumping sound came from his body, as if it were cracking.

With the condensation of the phantom, what is presented is a ...... Mountain.

"With my bloodline, untie the seal of Yue!"

The middle-aged man's eyes showed ruthlessness, and he pointed towards the six people, and the majestic aura of the mountain, which was a few feet high, seemed to turn into a huge peak with a radius of thousands of miles, and suppressed them.

The surface of the mountain is simple, depicting countless runes, as the middle-aged man's finger fell, the runes were instantly stimulated, not only mentally, but also with a feeling like Mount Tai pressing the top, enveloping all six people, making the whole body of the six people make a clicking sound, and the bones of the whole body seem to be on the verge of collapse.

The two men standing a hundred feet behind the six people had a sneer on their faces, the strength of these six people was too weak, they didn't need to make a move at all, just to prevent accidents, the two of them were ordered to be here.

Under the coercion, the faces of the six people were as red as fire, and even the speed of pinching the trick slowed down, one of them, the middle of the Yuan Infant cultivation, under the impact of the boulder, this person's spiritual power was slightly disordered, and the Kwai water shield in front of him suddenly revealed a flaw, and was blasted through by a boulder of nearly ten zhang, in the eyes of this person who was terrified to death, the boulder bombarded this person.

Under the tremendous pressure, the boulder was shattered into powder, and the infant monk didn't even have time to scream before he was crushed into pulp in the impact.

Yuanying monks, because of the formation of Yuanying, their spiritual power is very strong, but the physical bodies of many Yuanying monks are far from being tough enough, although they are much more than mortals, but compared with those who specialize in cultivating the physical body, there is still too much difference.

The middle-aged man's eyes flickered, his right hand pressed down again, and the terrifying coercion increased by three percent again, except for Wu Yuan, the other four people suddenly couldn't bear it, and fell to their knees with a pop.

Wu Yuan spurted blood from his mouth, staring at the middle-aged man deadly, the blue tendons on his forehead were violent, but the stubbornness in his heart supported him and never knelt.

He knew very well in his heart that there were several of them today, no one could escape, he was not afraid of death, the only regret was that in the depths of the Hidden Dragon Mountain Range, he saw an amazing scene, this news, if it can be transmitted back, it will definitely attract the attention of the Five Elements Holy Sect, and send a great divine power monk, so that the crisis of the Golden Crow Kingdom can be overcome.

Wu Yuan firmly believed that although these people had strange magical powers and were extremely powerful, as long as the Five Elements Holy Sect took action, there was nothing that could not be solved.

It's just that this secret can only accompany him and stay in this Hidden Dragon Mountain Range forever.

A trace of determination flashed in Wu Yuan's eyes, looking at the middle-aged man approaching step by step, he would rather choose to blow up the Yuan Infant and die, rather than be captured by this life, once captured, the fate he faces will be ten times more tragic than death.

Feeling the fluctuation of spiritual power in Wu Yuan's body, the middle-aged man's eyes showed disdain, this is just the coercion of Rune Mountain, if the body is pressed, this person is afraid that even his hair will be pressed into powder, if it is not for the capture of this person, why would he bother so much.

Suddenly, a blue light flashed in front of Wu Yuan's eyes, and a young man with gray hair and green shirt instantly appeared three zhang in front of the middle-aged man, looking at the rune mountain the size of a zhang, his eyes showed a strange color, the huge coercion seemed to have no effect on this person, as for the boulder flying around, this person didn't even look at it.

The middle-aged man's complexion changed drastically, and he was quietly approached three zhang away, and in the cultivation realm, this distance was equivalent to this person could take his life at any time.

But before he could react, he saw that the young man slapped it lightly, and the rune mountain, which he had been nurturing with his heart and blood for six hundred years, instantly broke off the connection with his heart.

Rune Mountain is not the bigger the better, but the smaller the stronger, those runes are like nature, the tighter they are compressed, the more powerful their power becomes.

In six hundred years, he refined a thousand-zhang rune mountain to the size of a zhangxu, and although he was not the strongest among the clansmen, there were only a few people above him, and the gap was not big.

The size of the zhang xu shows that this rune mountain has been condensed to a considerable extent, and among the clans, some of the elders' rune mountains are only slightly smaller than him, which makes him very confident that within a hundred years, he will be qualified to go to the holy land to worship.

Seeing that the rune mountain in the hands of the young man in the green shirt shrank at a speed visible to the naked eye, the eyes of the middle-aged man were indescribable, and not far away, the two men who were watching the excitement were also shocked and couldn't believe the scene in front of them.

The middle-aged man had been in retreat for ten years, but he had only reduced the size of this rune mountain by less than three inches, and at this level, every inch of refining was extremely difficult.

Seeing that this person's expression was relaxed, it seemed that this matter was just done casually, and it was much stronger than the clan elder.

Who is this person?

This magical power of refining Rune Mountain can only be controlled by the people of this clan, and the divine power exerted by this person is so powerful, it must be from the Holy Land.

The middle-aged man's mind turned very quickly, and when he thought of this, his heart was very determined, and the horror in his eyes decreased slightly, but the shock was even stronger.

Han Shi looked at the rune mountain, everything was as usual on the surface, but there were waves in his heart, these so-called runes, he not only knew, but also the reason why he embarked on the road of stone cultivation was all started by these runes.

These runes are stone inscriptions.

Shi Wen was infused into the mountain with great magical powers, and it was precisely because of the existence of these stone inscriptions that this person was not a stone cultivator, but he could also control the power of the stone mountain, Han Shi glanced at the middle-aged man, retracted his gaze, and looked at the rune mountain in his hand, which was only two feet in size.

This level of compression is too simple for Han Shi, his natal tricolor stone, as high as 9,999 zhang, can eventually be turned into the size of a peach pit, this rune mountain, as soon as he held it in his hand, he guessed that the original size of this mountain was roughly about 1,000 zhang.

Han Shi turned his gaze, and grabbed the other two coarse cloth men with his right hand, the hidden marks under the eyes of these two people were the same as those of this middle-aged man, who could hide it from others, but he couldn't hide it from Han Shi.

This mark was similar to the golden mark on Shi Xiu's real body, but it gave Han Shi a feeling of incompleteness.

The two of them only felt a tightness all over their bodies, and a strong force that almost shattered them struck, wrapping the two of them in front of Han Shi.

"Take out the rune mountain for the two of you. Han Shi waved his hand, and the two of them only felt light and fell to the ground.

The two were silent for a while, and after glancing at each other, they raised their eyebrows at the same time, like the middle-aged man, with a painful look on their faces, and two illusory shadows appeared above their heads, which gradually solidified and turned into two mountains that were also the size of a zhangxu, and in terms of size, they were larger than the middle-aged man's mountains.

The texture of the surface of the mountain is delicate, and the shape of the mountain has not been refined and changed, but the grass, trees and soil on the surface have disappeared, and what remains is a pure stone mountain.

When people look at the mountains, they may see the spirit of the mountains standing in the world, but in Han Shi's eyes, the mountains are also stones.

It's just that this stone is named after the mountain!

The moment the two mountains were condensed, the eyes of the two suddenly flashed fiercely, slapped on their chests, and spurted out a large mouthful of essence blood, the mountains were covered with essence blood, and suddenly the runes on the surface shuttled like swimming fish, and at the same time, the size of the two mountains quickly shrank to the size of a foot, and a suppressive force ten times stronger than just now came out from the two mountains.

The speed of the two of them was extremely fast, but with a snap of their fingers, the two mountains were on the left and the right, and they were heading towards Han Shi.

The eyes of the two of them flashed with essence, and after the essence blood was absorbed by the mountain, it quickly dimmed, but the breath on the two of them swelled violently, and the left eye flashed with silver light, and the mark flickered.

"Blood Sacrifice Fengyue!" The middle-aged man was shocked, this technique is a forbidden technique of his own clan, and it cannot be used until the time of life and death.

Once cast, you can get three or five times stronger than yourself in the time of a stick of incense, but after a stick of incense, this force will backlash, and the light one will be seriously injured, and it will not heal for ten years, and the heavy one will die on the spot, and the bones will be cracked.

The middle-aged man in this technique will naturally be, but he doesn't want the two of them to be so decisive, he doesn't move, looking at this scene, the desperate fight between the two gives him an excellent opportunity to explore the depth of this young man in green shirts.

Speaking of which, the brazen fight of these two people also has a lot to do with Han Shi's retained strength, if he compresses the stone mountain to the size of a palm, or smaller, these two people will never dare to have the idea of fighting for their lives.

The two one-foot-high mountains, exuding the aura of suppressing all things, went straight to Han Shi.

The five people of Wuyuan not far away, their pupils were extremely constricted, and after more than a month of fighting, they knew a lot about the strangeness of these people, such as this mountain, not the bigger and stronger, but the smaller the size, the more terrifying the suppressive power it contained.