Hao Ren stepped on two Qi swords and rushed out from the foot of the mountain with the speed of the Nascent Soul stage escape.
More than 8,000 thin thunders thunders stormed at the ancestor Lingwu together.
If the 10 Heavenly Thunders of the Elder Lingwu Ancestor is a compressed top-level Heavenly Thunder that can kill the Nascent Soul cultivator, then Hao Ren's more than 8,000 fine heavenly thunders can beat the Nascent Soul cultivator to a complete set of 8,000 fine heavenly thunders
There is no residue left!
The ancestor Lingwu opened his eyes, but he didn't expect Hao Ren to be able to make such a thunder!
A bright red giant axe appeared on the soles of his feet, which was his natal magic weapon! The giant axe held the Lingwu ancestor and flew desperately towards the sixth floor of the sky.
"Shoot the thunder!"
Hao Ren emitted a sword energy into the sky.
More than a dozen thunders were cast in the sky!
There are 8,000 lightnings on the soles of the feet, and more than a dozen thunders in the sky, and the ancestor Lingwu had nowhere to hide!
The golden light of the Fantian Seal surged, and the ancestor of Lingwu poured all his spiritual power into it.
He has practiced for thousands of years and has had several moments of life and death, but he has never truly felt the threat of death like he is today!
Experience in the Nascent Soul Stage tells him that he should not be able to escape this time!
Bang bang bang...
More than a dozen thunders pulled out by Hao Ren hit the Fantian Seal of the Elder Lingwu Ancestor.
A fire phoenix seal flew out from the front of the rapidly supported Fantian Seal, but it was quickly broken by the thunder, and then the Fantian Seal was directly broken into pieces!
The power of heavenly thunder cannot be resisted by a magic weapon in a hurry!
The giant red axe on the sole of the ancestor Lingwu's feet rose a red light, surrounding the ancestor Lingwu.
He was preparing to activate the secret technique, and used half of his essence and blood to perform the blood escape technique, and instantly moved thousands of miles away.
If he escapes successfully, his realm will at least fall from the Nascent Soul Great Perfection to the early stage of Nascent Soul, but it will be better than dying here!
Bang...
The ten fingers of the ancestor Lingwu were completely broken, and blood was sprayed in the spherical red light.
Swallowing...
The thunder that had already numb all over his body suddenly faded away quickly when he chased to the soles of the ancestor Lingwu's feet.
Hao Ren's body could not withstand the continuous use of thousands of years of skills and was automatically blocked!
The ancestor Lingwu stood in a daze in the distance, hesitated for a few seconds, and then suddenly laughed, "God's will! God's will!"
He looked around and found that within a radius of thousands of miles, he was still the strongest!
Just now, I seemed to hear a woman's voice, but if I look closely, there was no woman at all!
Hao Ren ran out of spiritual power and fell straight into the valley.
The giant red axe of the ancestor Lingwu was suspended on the side of his body, and his hands were covered with blood.
As long as he is one moment later, he will fight half of his essence and blood and use the method of escape!
"Uncle Master!" Duan Yao stood on the Ziqing Sword, watching Hao Ren who was falling into the valley, while flying to the side of the Lingwu Ancestor.
Now the formation of Piaomiao Peak has been broken, and all the fog has dissipated. Duan Yao and the ancestor Lingwu stood in the sky, and they could see the scene in the valley at a glance.
"Hao Ren!" Zhao Yanzi and Xie Yujia raised their necks and shouted together.
call out……
Xiaobai flew around and caught Hao Ren.
The monks from the three small sects around were silent.
Even in the Jiedan stage, they could not escape from the palm of the Nascent Soul stage. They also cut down dozens of Jiedan stage monks from the Tianshan Sect, and the ending was self-evident.
The ancestor Lingwu, who escaped by chance, slowly threw his eyes into the valley.
Destroy a Xuanyang shield, a Fantian Seal, and use ten Tianleizi...
In addition, more than 60 cultivators in the Killing Stage of the Pilling Stage died, and more than 200 cultivators in the Killing Stage of the Pilling Stage were also useless, which was equivalent to losing more than 200 cultivators in the Killing Stage of the Pilling Stage.
The Tianshan faction suffered heavy losses!
"Yao'er, take a closer look. How many disciples have been killed in vain in order to save you?" The ancestor Lingwu pointed to the valley and said in a depressed manner.
Duan Yao gritted her teeth and looked sad.
The Tianshan Sect has tens of thousands of monks, but she doesn’t know most of them, but among these monks in the Killing Dan stage, she still knows some of them.
"Uncle Master will give you a chance to atone for your sins and kill all the monks in the valley!"
In the first half of the sentence, the tone of the ancestor Lingwu was very calm, but when he spoke the last four words, he suddenly increased his tone.
Duan Yao was startled and her body shook.
When Hao Ren fell into the valley, he raised his hands, and the sword light rushed out of his body, forming an umbrella shape, protecting Zhao Yanzi and Xie Yujia.
However, the realm fell from the peak of the stem level to the top level of Gen level, and could only emit 320 intermittent sword lights.
Duan Yao's face was pale, and the purple green sword flew into her palm, looking at Hao Ren and the others hesitantly.
"Yao'er, Uncle Master has stepped on the bones of many people to reach this level today. If Uncle Master hadn't had a low level, he would have been killed by him today."
The ancestor Lingwu gently tapped Duan Yao on the back.
Duan Yao pinched the Ziqing Sword and fell into the valley suddenly.
Whoosh!
Xie Yujia's ready-to-go arrow shot towards Duan Yao.
Duan Yao's purple green sword slashed left and right, breaking the two spiritual arrows. Hao Ren's 320 sword lights quickly activated, like hundreds of arrows firing at each other, rushing towards Duan Yao.
Hao Ren seemed to hear Concubine Zhen just now, but he didn't see Concubine Zhen, so he couldn't guess whether she was here.
"Yao'er, if you don't take action, you will take action. In this world, there is no mercy on the fragrance and jade, only killing each other!" The rumbling words of the ancestor Lingwu trembled in the sky.
Duan Yao looked at Hao Ren's firm expression and the 320 sword lights coming towards him, gritted her teeth and started to operate the Beidou Sword Technique, and then dispersed the first batch of sword lights that rushed over.
Yes, he will not be merciful to the beauty, he and I are enemies! Duan Yao felt cruel in her heart, and the purple green sword shone with blue lights. Tianshu, Tianxuan, Tianji, and Tianji, we will show it together!
Zhao Yanzi picked up the spirit sealing talisman in her palm and rang out at Duan Yao.
This talisman was made by Xie Yujia for Hao Ren, but before Xie Yujia could hand it over to Hao Ren, Hao Ren rushed out and was taken by Zhao Yanzi.
Talismans are different from magic weapons. They can be stimulated as long as they have enough spiritual power, and the attributes of spiritual power are not paid attention to. The effects produced have different attributes depending on the characteristics of the talisman.
For example, monks with wood spirit roots can use fire talismans to shoot fireballs, monks with earth spirit roots can also use water talismans to shoot ice arrows. Therefore, talismans are things that low-level monks who do not have magic weapons often use to defend themselves.
Zhao Yanzi has no weapons, and uses her own spiritual power to stimulate the talismans and fight them one by one, which is also very powerful. But she can fight several times in one second. Xie Yujia draws one and then adds spiritual power to restore them, and on average each It all takes several minutes.
Zhao Yanzi instantly issued more than 100 talismans that were saved in half a night. This was because Xie Yujia's speed of making talismans was not slow. Who would waste talismans like this?
The sword light, spiritual arrows, and talismans were rushing towards Duan Yao overwhelmed.
Duan Yao was already in a hurry before she landed, and among these attacks, what she feared the most was the spirit sealing talisman.
As long as she is hit by a spirit seal talisman, her whole body's spiritual power will solidify, and all the sword lights and spiritual arrows will hit her body!
Puff, puff, puff!
Hao Ren's three sword lights pierced Duan Yao's shoulders, and Xie Yujia's spiritual arrow also shot into Duan Yao's thighs!
Blood stormed out of the wound, and her emerald silk shirt dyed red in an instant!
Seeing the three of them facing solemn and mercilessly, Duan Yao felt uncomfortable and wronged. The few hours they were caught in the valley seemed to be the warmest moment!
Give her water, eat her, and heal her wounds!
"Yao'er, see clearly whether you can see it! If you don't kill others, they will kill you!" The ancestor Lingwu was floating in the sky and continued to shout.
He knew that Duan Yao could not beat the three of them, but he wanted Duan Yao to taste the taste of being shot and killed by herself!
kill!
Duan Yao landed in the grass in the valley, and the Ziqing Sword "brushed" and threw out five sword flowers and stabbed towards Hao Ren.
Her martial arts foundation is better than that of Zhao Yanzi. This purple green sword is her magic weapon, and her realm is higher than that of Zhao Yanzi. When used, she is of course more powerful than Zhao Yanzi.
Hao Ren's sword light condensed a long sword, and with a slight shock, he picked up Duan Yao's purple green sword.
Duan Yao's old wound was broken, and her new wound was bleeding. She couldn't resist it. She was just a little slower, and Hao Ren's warm sword tip had already touched her neck.
She stared at Hao Ren and stopped moving.
Hao Ren's sword, even if Hao Ren's arm does not move, can turn into a sword light and pierce her throat.
Time and space froze in an instant. Duan Yao clearly saw the cold light in Hao Ren's eyes through the distance of a sword.
"Yao'er, if it weren't for Uncle Master here today, you would have lost your life! In this way, you wouldn't have awakened!"
A red light from the ancestor of Lingwu came down from the sky.
Bang!
Hao Ren's colorful sword was shattered by the red light falling from the sky.
Another red light like a giant pillar pressed down on Hao Ren's head.
"Yao'er, you are more arrogant and less likely to kill! The sword moves are not as sharp as before. Could it be that they are in love! If so, Uncle Master will help you to break your thoughts!"
The strong red light directly shocked Duan Yao ten meters away, and then smashed Hao Ren with a bang.
"Hohoho... I said why the little guy has such a heavy murderous intention? It turns out that he has a heavier murderous intention than him."
A crisp and pleasant sound suddenly covered the valley. This sound was not a loud shout, but it was clearly transmitted to the ears of all monks in the valley, as if murmuring, sounding in the ears of each monk.
A charming figure appeared on the mountain peaks to the west.
Wearing a light blue skirt and holding a small flower umbrella, the breeze blew, it seemed that I was standing there a long time ago.
She gently flicked out her finger, and the red light as thick as a barrel was knocked away ten thousand meters away, and it blasted and smashed a mountain.
"Little kid, you even dare to kill the kidnapper whom I just recognized. Are you tired of living?" Concubine Zhen stood on the mountain peak in the west and asked the ancestor Lingwu lightly.