In the blood-poisoned quagmire, the sword energy was vertical and horizontal, dragons roared in formations, and the monstrous palm shadows seemed to cover the sky, destroying all the fierce and unrivaled sword energy.
Su Bai Qianying fought desperately for several times, but could not catch up with the dragon shadow in the sky. She was knocked down several times by the dark palm shadow that looked like a dragon's claw, like a little lamb being ravaged by a cold-blooded butcher!
"Xuanqing, let's go!"
With a mournful howl, the terrifying and helpless vitality rippled, like a volcano about to erupt, with magma already pouring into the mountain pass. However, Kunling was forced into a desperate situation by two great masters of the demon sect and chose to self-destruct and die together.
"Uncle Master..."
Xuan Qing's desperate and choked cry made people feel pity, but they couldn't stop Kun Ling's determination to die together with the enemy!
"Gee, I've been prepared for this old Taoist nun like you to do this for a long time!"
While she was smiling charmingly, she felt a strange and breath-taking fluctuation of air flow. A sharp and unparalleled breath was fleeting, and the air was shaken. There was a soft buzzing sound, and the crazy fluctuations of vitality seemed to be leaking out.
The deflated rubber ball dissipated in the blink of an eye.
"Hang on, Moyun Destroying God Nail!"
Kunling didn't know how to fall into the trap, so he shouted in shock and anger.
"Hahaha, Xuan Qing, because you are the grand master of the peak, I will give you a happy death, but if you still dare to resist, don't blame me for killing this old Taoist nun with the hands of the magic dragon.
The meridians all over the body were shattered and thrown into the mire of poisonous blood, where they rotted and died wailing!"
Amidst the wild laughter, the demon-like figure swept out, and countless bloody sword lights and demonic dragon palm prints spread all over the place, beating the beautiful figures back one after another.
"Go away and leave me alone!"
Kun Ling screamed, his hair disheveled and his body covered in blood, but he could not withstand the siege of the two great masters of the demon sect, and he was about to fall here before he saw it.
"Devil, I will fight with you!"
Xuan Qing was not willing to give up on his uncle. His beautiful eyes were bloodshot, his silver teeth were clenched and he rushed forward to fight the young man desperately.
"If you are stubborn, I will let you have a taste of the magic dragon's hand!"
The young man sneered and drew out his swords.
Although he already had the upper hand, Xuan Qing was disturbed by Kun Ling's dangerous situation from time to time, so that he always had the upper hand and was unable to exert his full strength. He already had several scars on his body.
"Idiot!"
Kunling screamed in agony, but was unable to stop Xuan Qing from such a desperate move that almost led to death!
Seeing that Xuan Qing only attacked but did not defend, and was about to die in the clutches of the young man, an indescribable surprise suddenly flashed across his eyes, causing his movements to freeze.
"Hmph, you dare to be distracted when fighting with me, you don't know whether to live or die!"
The young man thought that Xuan Qing was remembering the past in despair, which was human nature, so he couldn't help but snorted, and his movements became even more fierce.
Bang!
What surprised him was that Xuan Qing did not dodge and received a palm with his right shoulder. However, he saw a black palm mark on his shoulder, which scattered a large piece of clothing and silver soft armor, and penetrated three parts of his flesh.
"puff!"
Xuan Qingying opened her mouth and spat out a large cloud of black blood. There was a sense of determination in her beautiful eyes, and she flicked the silver dust with her left hand.
Buzz!
In an instant, countless silver threads flashed crazily, instantly piercing the bloody sword light, shrouding the young man and tying him up.
"Hey, it's just a desperate struggle, I will let you know it!"
Instead of being afraid, the young man smiled evilly. As the black light surged around his body, a violent and unbridled dragon roar suddenly appeared. A black dragon scale-like treasure suddenly surged above his head and rotated around his body.
The muffled sound of popping seemed to occur at the same time, and all the silver threads were broken in response. The floating dust of this top-quality treasure could not block the blow of this dragon-scaled treasure.
The treasures he carried were destroyed, Xuan Qing felt like he had been hit hard, he vomited blood again, and his delicate body fell down as if he had lost all strength.
"die!"
The blood-colored cold light flashed in the young man's eyes. He raised the blood-gold sword in his hand high and swung it down like lightning. However, his expression suddenly changed drastically, and he turned and slashed to the side halfway.
Buzz!
Almost at the same time, a hundred-foot-long half-moon sword rose into the sky, flashed out of the slanting thorn, and headed straight for this person.
"Taoist weapon!"
The young man looked frightened and gritted his teeth to hold on. At the same time, the black dragon scales that had disappeared into his body showed signs of reappearing.
Poof!
However, before the treasure could reveal itself, the top-quality sword in his hand was broken with a sound, like a piece of wood, and fell silently along with the half-body body.
"Hall Master Zhou!"
Two shouts filled with fear and anger sounded at the same time. What frightened the two people was that the sudden sword light directly destroyed the young man's soul, not even leaving his soul behind.
Domain!
boom!
The grand master of Kaitai, the pinnacle of the Four Realms, died, and his extremely rich true energy turned into a black hurricane and rose into the sky. Under the influence of the mighty power of heaven and earth, it gradually differentiated into mixed auras and merged again with the heaven and earth.
"Ahem, you little bitch, don't pretend to be dead, I don't have the energy to strike again!"
Black light burst into the sky, and a figure staggered out. Wu Ming's face was pale, he shouted out of breath, and immediately sat cross-legged on the ground, taking medicine and refining to recover.
"you……"
Xuan Qing's beautiful eyes looked at Wu Ming with complex expressions, she raised her jade hand, Tai Xuan Sword clanged in bursts, and instantly got rid of the imminent collapse of the demon dragon's claw seal and fell into his palm.
clank!
With the Dao sword in his hand, Xuan Qing seemed to be a different person, with an air of peerless aloofness, as if the goddess of swordsmanship had come to this world, her graceful silhouette was as graceful as a startled dragon, and she was suddenly approaching two great masters of the Demon Sect.
"escape!"
Without any hesitation, the two of them ran away in different directions, as if they had a clear understanding of each other.
"cut!"
As he shouted coldly, Xuanqing's beautiful eyes were filled with anger. The Taixuan Sword was pointed at the plump woman from a distance, and the sharp white sword light flashed into her heart.
"ah!"
The dignified Grand Master of the Third Realm was unable to resist. He was instantly filled with sword energy and turned into a blood mist that filled the sky. No bones were left!
Hearing the screams, Liu Scar ran away even faster. A flash of blood and flames surged around his body, and he suddenly disappeared into the black clouds in the distance.
"throat!"
The sharp light in Xuan Qing's eyes returned, but his face suddenly flushed, he vomited blood, and his delicate body seemed to wither and fall powerlessly like a weak and boneless flower.
"Xuanqing!"
Kunling was already stunned by the sudden turn of events. He wanted to step forward to catch him, but was delayed by his severely injured body.
Unexpectedly, Wu Ming, who was quite far away, rushed forward and caught Xuan Qing.
"you……"
Xuan Qing was filled with shame and anger, and instinctively resisted. However, despite being seriously injured, he tried his best to use his sword to kill the plump woman. How could he still resist?
What's more, Wu Ming has a strange strength that ordinary grandmasters cannot match. Even at his peak, he may not be able to get rid of it. It's pitiful that this peak grandmaster, whose innocent body has never been touched by the opposite sex, was actually beaten twice in shame and anger.
Rolled his eyes - passed out!
"Uh, it seems like the joke has gone too far!"
Wu Ming hugged Xuan Qing to the ground in embarrassment. He did not hand it to Kun Ling who was staggering closer. Instead, he opened his teeth, put a mild elixir into his mouth, and used his true energy to soothe him.
The meridians helped her initially refine before letting go.
"Thank you very much, Benefactor Wu, for your kindness in saving me. I will surely be richly rewarded in the Immortal Palace in the future!"
Kun Ling took Xuan Qing's hand as if he were guarding against thieves, his eyes full of caution.
Seriously speaking, the relationship between his sect and the man in front of him is not as harmonious as it appears. Although Kun Ling is not fully aware of all Kun Nian's plans, at least he was a participant in the plot against Wu Ming.
"Taoist Master Kunling said something serious. I have a close relationship with Taisu Immortal Palace, and I have a close relationship with Fairy Xuanqing. These trivial matters are trivial and not worth mentioning!"
Wu Ming smiled.
"Shameless disciple, who will associate with you..."
Xuan Qing woke up leisurely. When he heard these words, he was so angry that he vomited blood. He couldn't hold it back and fainted again.
"This... Fairy Xuanqing was seriously injured and unconscious, so she handed it over to the Taoist Priest!"
Wu Ming rubbed his hands in embarrassment and stepped aside. He didn't know if he was reminiscing about the smooth and delicate fragrance that he had just reached his fingertips, or if he really had something in his heart. It's all in the eye of the beholder!
Although Kun Ling had been living in seclusion for many years, he was not easy to fool. He knew clearly that there was no need to talk about it, so he immediately took out his own secret elixir and fed it to Xuan Qing, and then he began to heal himself.
It's just that although his cultivation level is profound, even higher than Xuanqing, he was already poisoned, and he was severely injured by two great masters. Not to mention the poison was added to the injury, and he even had the intention of self-destruction before, attracting the true energy.
He was confused and unable to suppress the poison, so that at this time, the poisonous energy was attacking his heart, and there was no way to save him!
Wu Ming glanced vaguely at Kun Ling, and there was a black spot in his heart. There was also a dark golden light flickering there. If nothing else happened, it should be the Moyun God-Destroying Nail. He couldn't help but shook his head.
"It shouldn't be, is it a sequelae?"
Just when he saw Xuan Qing's exquisite body, especially the smooth white jade-like suet on her shoulders, Wu Ming's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly felt a heat rising in his lower abdomen. It was incredible that his little brother actually raised his head.
Although he is not Liu Xiahui, he still has this kind of determination. He is definitely not someone who can't walk around after seeing a beautiful woman. Otherwise, if Honglian, Chen Yuehua and other girls were around, he would have eaten them up long ago!
After thinking about it, there is only one reason!
"Why!"
Thinking about Zhao Yingluo's incident, Wu Ming became irritated for no reason. He immediately found something to do, diverted his attention, found and picked through the Najies left by the young man from the Demon Cult after his death.
The black dragon scale that attracted his attention turned out to be not a scale, but a scale-like token or talisman, which contained an extremely terrifying power.
"This wave of power is far from reaching the level of a saint. It seems that it was either the hand of the Dragon-Binding Demon Lord or a semi-saint being among his disciples!"
Wu Ming played with it for a while, but did not throw it away. He sealed it with a talisman and put it away. In the ring, he found several valuable treasures that were left behind in the war zone.
Except for two ordinary treasures contaminated with demonic energy and a few secret records of martial arts, there was nothing else that could arouse interest.
"Uncle Master!"
Just as he was sorting away the trophies, Xuan Qing woke up. After seeing Kun Ling's miserable condition, he couldn't help crying out in grief.
"Idiot, there is no need to feel sad. When I am old, uncle, I have already realized this before I entered this place!"
Kunling seemed to be open-minded, patting Xuanqing's shoulder, but looking at Wu Ming intentionally or unintentionally.
"This old Taoist nun is so treacherous!"
Wu Ming's heart skipped a beat and he cursed secretly.
Sure enough, Xuan Qing followed his gaze and turned his head, his beautiful eyes suddenly lit up, full of hope.