Qinglian and Jiuhuo were separated, and both of them had to face attacks from four to five people at the same time.

Seeing that they were about to be unable to hold on, Zhou Yuanqing swung his baton forward.

The battle between practitioners can be divided into two categories. One is long-range magic bombardment, which cooperates with various symbol recordings to create a battlefield that is beneficial to oneself and can continuously weaken the opponent's opponent's battlefield.

Zhou Yuanqing is good at fighting in close and middle distances.

With the activation of the golden elixir in his body, the Qi extended out of the iron rod. With just a sweep, the three golden elixirs that were besieging Qinglian were forced to retreat. Then the shadow moved and came to her side.

"Where is Wang Yu?"

Zhou Yuanqing looked around vigilantly, and three golden elixirs were retreated by him, and two more disciples from the peak of foundation building joined the battlefield and surrounded them.

On the other side, Jiuhuo was seriously injured. Qinglian wanted to help, but every time she had not taken action, the other party would block the way in advance.

At this time, after hearing Zhou Yuanqing's words, she said angrily: "I have let him leave!"

"Well, Wang Yu is a kid who is very talented and shouldn't have died in the sect. I can still hold on for a stick of incense. When they are entangled by me later, you will find an opportunity to save people and leave!"

After Zhou Yuanqing said that, regardless of Qinglian's resistance, he took a deep breath and said, "I know you are still minding the past, but there is actually hidden here. The old man had to kill him because of the Confucian school. If you live, you can go to them for revenge. It is better than dying here."

As he finished speaking, the golden elixir in Zhou Yuanqing's body began to rotate wildly, and the extremely terrifying spiritual energy was running in the meridians in his body, causing him to feel a sense of swelling and pain all over.

Qinglian was stunned. Although she knew that the sect was under pressure, she had to make her master explode the golden elixir, but she had never found out who was behind it.

Now that Zhou Yuanqing said this, the idea of ​​revenge occupied the whole mind, and a strong survival in his heart was born.

And just as her mind was turning, she suddenly heard a loud shout.

"Cankun throw!"

The next moment, the qi that was blocked by the sky emanated from Zhou Yuanqing's body, forming a huge black column of light.

He raised the iron rod in his hand and then smashed it hard. The three locked golden elixirs and a group of disciples tried desperately to escape, but found that no matter how hard he tried, he could not move a step.

boom!!!

The huge open space was cut into two parts, and even half of the mountain peaks were cut off. In the loud thunderous roar, huge rocks rolled down. The invaders with low realm were either smashed to death or fell into the cliff together.

Only one Jindan monk who decisively activated the Dan Yuan avoided the most powerful central part at the critical moment, and the rest were all smashed into cakes.

Unfortunately, even if he escaped, this Jindan has already entered a dying state.

After doing all this, Zhou Yuanqing spitted out a mouthful of blood and shouted at Qinglian: "Go away!"

Jiuhuo also escaped from his attack, and the master and apprentice got back together.

"Let's go, get out of here."

Qinglian took a deep breath, grabbed the wine and fire and left directly in the air without any hesitation.

Zhou Yuanqing showed a gratified smile and his body began to age rapidly. In just a few breaths, he became the old camel guarding the scripture building again.

But this time, I will be even more aging and defeated.

Danei, Master Xiao Lin and his disciples dealt with several stubborn elders of the Danjian Sect, and walked out with a laugh.

"I'll kill you well, save me a little while and I'll do it myself."

Xiao Lin's master walked out with a smile, "Let me come and send you your last journey."

When he raised his hand, he was about to completely end Zhou Yuanqing, something suddenly happened.

The black smoke in the sky approached at an extremely fast speed. The next moment, the extremely charming woman appeared in front of the Great Wall with hundreds of demon soldiers.

"Demons!"

Master Xiao Lin took two steps back and his expression suddenly calmed down.

"Gee, it's time to come."

The woman smiled and walked over slowly, and came to Zhou Yuanqing's side, "Is the key here? I've sensed it."

"Hey, give it to you!"

The old tuft spit out a array plate from his mouth and said weakly: "The array eye is on the Little Lotus Peak. Just open the array plate and you can untie the seal."

Xiao Lin's master's expression changed drastically and he shouted angrily: "You are a traitor to the human race!"

"Hahaha, traitor?"

Zhou Yuanqing smiled mockingly, took out two manuscripts written by Wang Yu from his arms, looked at the handwriting on it, and murmured: "What a good story..."

Then he took his last breath.

The woman held the formation plate and studied it carefully. At the same time, she waved her hand and the demon soldiers rushed behind her commanded.

"Kill, no one is left."

...

When Wang Yu saw this, he had already looked away.

There is no need to look at what happened next. The old hunchman died and Xiao Lin’s disciple had little hope of escaping. Shao Qing’s sister was not a good person at first glance.

But for now, these are nothing to do with him.

Just then, two sounds of breaking through the air came. Wang Yu looked up and the shadows of Qinglian and Jiuhuo appeared in front of him.

"Little brother, why haven't you left yet?"

After the wine fell on the ground, when he saw Shao Qing lying on the ground and resting, and the bronze mirror in his hand, he seemed to understand something.

So the first sentence is to ask Wang Yu.

"I'm just about to leave. Senior Brother, you're here, senior sister will give it to you."

Wang Yu handed Yu Qian over. When the other party took it, he looked at the silent Qinglian, thought for a moment and said, "I will definitely do what I promised to the master."

After saying that, he turned away. Jiuhuo raised his hand, as if he wanted to call him, but unfortunately he didn't say it in the end.

"Let's go."

Qinglian grabbed Yu Qian with one hand and released the natal artifact in her body. It was a red silk scarf.

She and Jiuhuo didn't even look at Shao Qing, but stepped onto the scarf and flew into the distance.

On the other side, when Wang Yu came to the mountain gate of Danjian Sect, he found that it had been destroyed. Ye Qinghan was taking a group of disciples to deal with several foundation-building cultivators.

Although this guy is very strong, he was at a disadvantage because he had to be distracted from greeting several junior brothers and sisters who were weak in their realm.

Wang Yu thought for a moment, directly used the Hanli Sword, and used the wind to kill him.

The situation that was originally stalemate was caused by his joining, and the foundation-building monks collapsed instantly.

Especially Wang Yu's sharp sword energy, talismans and spiritual energy are like paper.

In the pleasant whisper of Han Lijian, he cooperated with Ye Qinghan to kill them in a few seconds.

"Huh, it's a good thing you're here, otherwise you'd be dragged to death by these garbage."

Ye Qinghan breathed a sigh of relief and walked to Wang Yu and said, "You have escaped too? Where are you going? If you have no place to go, we can set off together."

He deliberately did not look at the shameful gods of those junior brothers in Qi training, just to let them remember this lesson and practice hard.

Wang Yu thought that he really had no place to go, and he was about to build a foundation and needed a stable environment, so he nodded and agreed.
Chapter completed!