With a sniff, Haotianjun seemed to easily break through the fire array formed by Qin Linchuan at the cost of his life, and turned into a stream of blue smoke to sweep towards the west. As soon as he came out of the fire array, the explosions behind him rang one after another, the earth was shaking, roaring, the fire waves soared into the air, and the breath was chaotic.

Haotianjun had a calm face, his hands had been burned into two pieces of coke-like things, and his pupils showed a terrifying and fierce look.

Ignoring the explosion of human weapons behind him, but after turning around, Haotianjun had already rushed several kilometers away, staring coldly at Qin Linchuan who was still holding his Taoist skills.

The small sword full of fairy spirit was still floating around Qin Linchuan.

Haotianjun's eyes turned cold, and a cold light shot towards Qin Linchuan!

At the same time, the toxin in Qin Linchuan's body suddenly corroded his body. With a muffled groan, Qin Linchuan fell to the sand tragically.

Everything just happened in a flash.

Haotianjun stood coldly dozens of meters in front of Qin Linchuan, looking at him lying on the ground coldly. His eyes seemed to be some kind of terrible power. As he wandered on Qin Linchuan's body, the toxins in Qin Linchuan's body would suddenly become active. Even if he tried his best to suppress the remaining Taoist power, there seemed to be no way.

As far as you see, Qin Linchuan's body would break a small hole, and the flesh gradually turned into a few yellow water and flowed into his body.

The explosions in the distance were still ringing, and the terrifying sound was very suitable for making background music for the terrifying scene at this time.

There was no expression on Haotianjun's face. He was not playing the game of cat catching rats. If he could kill this humble human, he would not hesitate. But when he saw the little fairy sword wandering around Qin Linchuan, his expression was a little strange, and he didn't seem to want to get too close to the little fairy sword.

Even so, Qin Linchuan, this powerful human being, was slowly dying under the gaze of the immortal.

The eyes kill people. The strength of the immortal is indeed terrifying.

The sand exploded suddenly, and another black shadow flew up from the sand, blew to Qin Linchuan like a gust of wind, and hugged him and wanted to escape eastward.

Haotianjun looked at the black shadow indifferently and reached out to a little far away in the air. The black shadow seemed to have suffered a heavy blow on his waist. He groaned and fell to Qin Linchuan's side.

Immediately afterwards, the black shadow chanted a spell and disappeared into the void holding Qin Linchuan's body.

Haotianjun smiled slightly, his body faded, and at the same time disappeared into the void.

The sound of artillery fire has stopped, and the desert between heaven and earth is quiet.

After a few breaths, the strange light in the air was tortuous, and the three figures suddenly appeared in the air and then separated dejectedly.

Qin Linchuan's dying body was shaken to the sand, and the little fairy sword flew around in a lonely and helpless manner.

On the other side, Lord Haotianjun Lu Yue stepped on the face of the black shadow before and said lightly: "You have a lot of power in Taoism, but it is already very poor after being poisoned."

Qin Tonger's firm face had been deformed by the soles of her feet. When he just went to hug Qin Linchuan, he was splashed by yellow water. The Taoist power in his body suddenly dropped sharply, and then he experienced the great consumption of teleportation. Therefore, he was easily captured by Haotianjun.

There is no irony in the words of Haotianjun, but it is full of the unique contempt of immortals.

With a creaking sound, the Haotianjun Lu Yue gently trampled on Qin Tonger's cheek. He trampled on the dignity of humanity, and a cruel smile flashed across his black face.

He raised his head and looked into the sky. A trace of curiosity flashed in his pupils, and he whispered to the place: "Please come down, that immortal..."

The voice came to an abrupt end. Haotianjun lowered his head and found a fairy sword passing through his chest. It was as moist as jade and as frost as blood dripped with the tip of the sword, which looked very beautiful.

Haotianjun smiled and said, "This is not possible, immortal, you have not washed your body on the heavenly road of heaven, so your immortal power is not pure enough."

He slowly turned his head, and the fairy sword drew a circle in his chest, and blood suddenly erupted, sprinkled on the man holding the sword behind him.

The blood is blue, and I don’t know what toxins are mixed in it.

The person who attacked behind Haotianjun was Qin Zi'er. She lowered her face slightly, and a hat covered most of her face, revealing only her faint lips, which was beautiful enough.

Her hands were still firmly holding the hilt of the small fairy sword, and she did not feel panic because she faced the immortals in the Heavenly Court.

She had been spending a lot of immortal power to hide next to the immortal sword, and part of her spiritual consciousness was separated and left in the clouds, attracting Haotianjun's attention. Finally, she seized this opportunity and stabbed the immortal sword into the other party's fragile body.

Haotianjun's poisonous blood had already splattered on her body, and her skin gradually changed color, but fortunately it was slower.

Haotianjun seemed not concerned about the splitting of the fairy sword in his body, and said softly: "Since you have become an immortal, why are you still staying in this dirty world? I am very curious about this, so please come down and ask."

Qin Zi'er still didn't look up, and the black veil covered her eyes, not knowing what she was thinking.

Haotianjun gently bounced the fairy sword on his chest with his index finger. With a clanging sound, the fairy sword suddenly shattered into pieces.

"I didn't explode my body, are you surprised?" Haotianjun said lightly: "Don't compare me with those low-level immortals. As long as I adapt to this body, unless you can destroy all my body, I will be able to condense the immortal power into this body."

Qin Zier was still silent.

With two hissing sounds, Qin Zier and Haotianjun moved at the same time, turning into two rays of blue smoke, sank into the void, and their traces could no longer be found with their naked eyes.

There was a clear sky above the Gobi Desert, but many straight lines suddenly appeared on the sand, just like a ghost drawing Nazca lines.

The sunset shines on this strange Gobi Desert, and the red light hits the black gravel, just like a netherworld.

I don’t know how long it took, two figures suddenly appeared under a deserted stone.

Qin Zi'er looked at Haotianjun in front of her coldly, and a delicate palm slapped his chest, pouring immortal power into it, and green blood was constantly flowing.

Haotianjun looked at Qin Zi'er quietly, and a powerful hand shone with the fairy light and strangled her throat.

The sashi above her head could not withstand the tremor caused by high-speed movement. It suddenly turned into pieces of yarn dust and left with the wind, revealing Qin Zier's clear and unrestrained face that was not as beautiful as a mortal.

When Haotianjun saw her face, his pupils suddenly tightened, and his black lips trembled: "Little man..."

Qin Zier was still silent, with no expression on her face, and she even seemed a little colder than the genuine immortal Haotianjun, but there was still a trace of surprise in her pupils, and she didn't know why Haotianjun was so surprised.

But this is a good opportunity.

Qin Zier suddenly poured the immortal power in her body into the other party's body. She knew that Haotianjun's immortal power was majestic at this time and was at its peak. If his immortal power was added, could this broken human body still bear it? - Such a result must be that the two people died together, but even so, she accepted it.

But at this time, her throat was strangled in her hands by the other party. If Haotianjun got rid of his lost state, then the first person to die would definitely be herself.

Qin Zier suddenly noticed that Haotianjun sighed, a smile appeared on his ugly facial features that were close to him, and the Qingming Festival was replied to in her pupils.

She knew that the other party had already returned to sobering, so what she was about to face was death.

Everyone is a fairy, but the difference between themselves and the other is too far.

Qin Zier sighed deep in her heart, but a hint of relief and a hint of smile appeared in her eyes as clear as autumn water.

But her right hand was still pressed against Haotianjun's chest and kept pouring in fairy power. She was a very stubborn person at heart. Even if she knew she would lose, she wanted to finish what she wanted to do.
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