Liu Qinghuan quickly ran away from Huang Hou, who became confused halfway towards him. After spinning around in place for a few times, he went in another direction.
Liu Qinghuan breathed a sigh of relief, turned around, and heard the movement coming from the Qi Jue Demon Luck Pill.
The fog in the center of the huge magic circle was churning violently. The red-clothed old man and the other six people stood ready, and magic formulas flew into the fog, and bursts of roars came from inside.
The formations covering the small world below were emitting an increasingly dazzling red light, and something invisible but clearly existing was slowly gathering.
It is the soul of the mountains and rivers, the breath of the earth, the vitality of every tree and grass, and the unseen luck.
Liu Qinghuan was shocked. Has it already started?
Thunder sounded faintly, and ripples appeared under his feet. Liu Qinghuan flashed and appeared behind a monk. The thunder ruler made a thunderous sound and hit hard!
"boom!"
A wall of fire suddenly appeared in the sky, and the green flames filled with gloomy atmosphere were splashed everywhere, falling everywhere in the void, still burning.
"Thief, you dare to come again!" the old man in red roared. He had been paying attention to Liu Qinghuan's movements and helped block the blow, saying: "If I don't skin you and remove your bones today, it will be difficult to eliminate the hatred in my heart!"
Liu Qinghuan looked cold and didn't look at him at all. Then he flashed and was behind another person.
These people need to stand in a fixed position to maintain the operation of the magic circle and complete the last refining process of the Seven Ultimate Demon Luck Pill, so they can't hide at this time even if they want to.
When the man saw Liu Qinghuan rushing towards him, a sneer appeared on his face. He waved his hand and a bone shield came out to protect his back!
Liu Qinghuan's body surged with a rich green-gold glow, and the thunder meter in his hand suddenly erupted with lightning, and he hit his head with a sudden roar of thunder!
"Boom, boom, boom~"
Lightning beams as thick as arms shot out in all directions. In the monk's astonished eyes, Lei Gongchi was like a real thunder god coming to the world. The huge force broke the mountains and cracked the sea, smashing the bone shield into pieces. After that,
The remaining force was not reduced, and together with the thunder and lightning, it struck the man.
Both spirit and form are destroyed!
The other people couldn't help but be stunned. No one thought that he would kill a monk of the same level in the blink of an eye?!
However, Liu Qinghuan did not pause at all. He pointed his finger at the monk closest to him and said, "Define!"
As his cultivation level increased, and most of the time the enemies he faced were of higher cultivation level than himself, he had few opportunities to use the Immobilization Technique, a magical skill that was almost invincible at the same level.
But today these people were comparable to him in cultivation, so the monk was instantly frozen on the spot, watching helplessly as the giant ruler with flashing electric light drew a piercing trajectory, breaking through the void, and the violent and destructive aura shocked the soul.
.
The old man in red clothes was extremely frightened and angry. A flagpole flew out of his hand, but it snapped into two pieces under the ruler.
Liu Qinghuan has been able to break through all magic with one force. He has been practicing for many years. His strength is so strong that he can break magic weapons with his bare hands, not to mention that he also has a thunder meter in his hand.
The monk only screamed briefly, and then his whole head exploded!
Almost in a few breaths, two people were killed in succession. Such a thunderous method not only shocked people, but also sent chills down their spines.
Except for the old man in red clothes, the remaining three people could no longer stay still and flew out one after another, fearing that Liu Qinghuan would also look for them.
"Come back quickly and keep the magic circle running! Hurry..." The old man in red shouted anxiously, but no one listened to him at this time. The three of them were all shocked by Liu Qinghuan's killing of two people in an instant, and they were afraid that they
He also lost his life in an instant.
The old man in red clothes yelled angrily: "Get the fuck back here, we have more people, we can kill him in a few strokes, why are you running away!"
Hearing this, the three people slowed down and thought, yes, four of them are fighting one person, why are they afraid?
However, at this moment, a scream was heard suddenly from the black mist that wrapped the Qijue Demonic Luck Pill. The formation, which had only been barely stable due to the small number of people, began to tremble one by one, emitting uncertain brightness and destruction.
of light.
"No, no, no!" the old man in red said in horror, trying to save it in a hurry, but the collapse of the magic circle seemed to be unstoppable, and the formation patterns were already breaking.
Liu Qinghuan took the opportunity to fly back and got out of range before being entangled by those people. However, he turned back!
"Want to leave?" A livid-faced Huanghou appeared in front of him. He seemed to have finally recovered from his confusion. Fury filled his body, but he did not take action immediately. Instead, he said: "Little thief, let you
Hand over the wooden bottle, and I will spare your life!"
Although it was only a quick glance and he could not see clearly, Huang Hou very keenly captured the source of such a huge setback today. He actually completely ignored the collapsing magic circle over there and wanted to seize the Ten Thousand Wood Bottles first.
Liu Qinghuan's heart sank. He didn't expect Huang Hou to regain his consciousness so quickly. This was really true. He just came out of the gate of hell and met King Yama again.
However, he could not let the Qi Jue Demon Luck Pill continue to be refined, so that he missed the best opportunity to escape.
"What wooden bottle, I don't know."
Liu Qinghuan quibbled, secretly complaining in his heart: This time he has no majestic energy to use, how can he escape from the edge of death again?
Huanghou looked at his right hand hidden in his sleeve, probably because he was afraid of the losses he had suffered before. This time he did not force him, but locked him with huge pressure with a sinister expression.
"Boy, if you don't want to suffer the eternal pain of having your soul lit, I advise you to be more practical at this time. I'll say it again. If you hand over the wooden bottle, I can not only spare you and not kill you, but also..."
His words suddenly paused, and he looked up. The sudden space fluctuation was so strong that ripples appeared in the void, the starlight cooled, a realm gate appeared, and several people rushed out from it.
When Liu Qinghuan saw the person in front, he felt as if he had received an amnesty. He turned out to be Taiqing, a Mahayana monk whom he had met many years ago.
After dragging on for such a long time, Qing Ming's people finally found him, and he was saved!
However, he was relieved too early, forgetting that people will jump over the wall in a desperate situation.
When Huang Hou saw such a scene, he didn't know that the matter had been exposed, and there were Mahayana monks coming from the other side. He could already predict that there would be no chance of death, so he suddenly felt murderous, and he raised his hand and slapped a palm, trying to kill him.
Even if you die, you have to support someone.
A wave of dark palm prints came overwhelmingly, blocking all his escape routes. Liu Qinghuan was horrified by this, and his cultivation gap was a whole level higher, making it impossible for him to withstand this palm!
"Senior Taiqing, save me!"
Liu Qinghuan closed his eyes and shouted. At this time, he could only hope that Taiqing would notice this and lend a helping hand in time!