'It seems that Fellow Daoist Zhao is finished. '

The Xiaozong cultivators including Feng Nu and Qing Mei, the master of the Bishui Gate, sighed slightly in their hearts and made a judgment.

Whether it is the White Tiger Sect or the players, they are not good things in their hearts. It is best for both sides to suffer, and the best ending is to die together.

However, one must also consider the Heavenly Demon Sect. Only after all these big sects perish can these small sects swallow their corpses and grow into real big sects, and individuals can become a Nascent Soul cultivator with a lifespan of a thousand years.

It's a pity that all of this can only exist in the dream in my heart. Before seeing hope, we must be cautious and dare not take a step beyond the threshold.

In contrast, these seemingly pitiful and weak extraterrestrial demons are immortal and have countless opportunities to start again, which is really enviable and jealous.

On the bright side, there is Shen Lang, the golden core monk who holds the magic weapon of his life, and secretly there is a golden core peak who suppresses it with his consciousness, and there are even a few powerful golden core monks watching him, even if there are Yuan Qianjun and them Helping from the side, but it also makes people see no hope.

At this moment, Zhao Shi, who was surrounded by layers of nets, suddenly said softly: "Do it."

Shen Lang and his son were taken aback, what to do? what hand?

The moment Zhao Shi spoke, all the kings including Yuan Qianjun and Zhou Bihu's mana moved at the same time, revealing their own magic weapons of various colors, Zhou Bihu's weak green grass, white bone's night bone crown, phoenix fire's phoenix leaves, etc., all kinds of brilliance They complement each other, exuding a huge aura that is unimaginable for qi refining qi cultivators.

What's more important is that Guanghua's shape and structure are different, and the threat is nothing more than the Condensed Realm, but it changed in an instant when it came into contact with the dark magic energy of the original Qianjun, and became a delicate and dangerous whole, forming a Condensed Realm Unimaginable power for monks in the realm.

A quaint black Fangtian painted halberd appeared in the hands of Yuan Qianjun. He didn't say much, and with the combined power of the kings of the entire southern region, he slashed down at Shen Lang, forming a colorful sword light, and the aura of heaven and earth responded spontaneously. , to amplify this blow to an extremely powerful level, even the golden core monks are afraid of it.

Shen Lang showed a terrified look on his face, attacking Zhao Shi with his talisman was when he was most vulnerable, and the life-saving means given to him by his father before could not withstand such a powerful blow at all.

If it was outside, Shen Lang would undoubtedly die.

But here, even though it was impossible for those Xiaozong Jindans to help Shen Lang, and Shen Junlin was held back for a moment, unable to use his strength, there were still plenty of people.

"Brother Jianhu!" Shen Junlin's spiritual consciousness transmitted sound very quickly. "The extraterrestrial demons are born lowly, and should be extinct. They shouldn't have been given any chance!"

A murderous intent arose in his heart, these extraterritorial celestial demons acted in such a unified way, he knew that their methods of differentiation and threats before had become a joke.

Tian Ming, who had been silently by the side, showed excitement when he saw this. After this collective betrayal by the extraterritorial demons, it is impossible for these sects to accept the extraterritorial demons. Although the process was not very good, the extermination of the extraterritorial demons The task is finally completed.

Jianhu nodded slightly, an emerald green handle, not metal, like a whole branch of Lingfeng carved from a flying sword. The green sword light flashed, and the seemingly fierce and colorful brilliance of the sword was instantly cut off, without even a trace of waves set off.

"ridiculous!"

Shen Lang breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Zhao Shi with mocking eyes, looking at the scene where he was full of despair and then turned into a ball of meat sauce.

Contrary to Shen Lang's expectation, the troublemaker who was in a desperate situation just smiled at him, and then exploded with a bang, the flesh and blood scattered all over the sky, causing the White Tiger Killing Sword formed by his natal magic weapon, the White Jade Seal, to pounce into the air in the next instant. , the same is true of his father's consciousness.

"Suicide?" Shen Lang and his son were stunned at the same time, feeling dreamy and unbelievable. In order to avoid being killed by the enemy, they committed suicide?

"No, be careful, Lang'er!" Shen Junlin's face suddenly changed.

The next moment, around Shen Lang, where Zhao Shi passed before, the tiny dusty red dots suddenly lit up with red light, from small to large, turning into countless inch-sized red sword lights to stab Shen Lang. Go, a large piece of dazzling red light filled the air, making people unable to open their eyes.

The red sword energy is densely packed, and I don't know how long it has been accumulated. The sword energy that has turned into a tiny form has even been hidden from many powerful Jindan monks present. Kendo practice.

In the blink of an eye, Shen Lang, who was still complacent just now, was surrounded by layers of extremely dangerous red sword lights.

"No!"

Boom!

The shield he made up was as fragile as paper, and it was broken in an instant, attacking him who was defenseless. At this moment, Jianhu was still beating Yuan Qianjun and their attacks, and his father was still dealing with Zhao Shi's false body, there is no one around to rescue him.

No, there are still some. The old monks of the White Tiger Sect who have been by Shen Junlin's side have not been paid attention to before, and their sense of existence is not strong, but it does not mean that their mid-stage Golden Core cultivation can be ignored.

"Senior brother!" Shen Junlin shouted, with a sense of survival from a desperate situation.

"Don't worry, Junior Brother."

The old White Tiger Zong Jindan spoke slowly with the unique feeling of the elderly, but he did not slow down at all, and he was not in a hurry to attack Zhao Shi and others. With a desperate face, Shen Lang put three layers of shields on his body to ensure that he has no worries.

Seeing this, Yuan Qianjun and others showed disappointment. Naturally, they would not ignore the existence of this White Tiger Sect Golden Core, but there is only so much power, and it is already their limit to be able to do this.

"Get ready for the expedition, everyone." Yuan Qianjun said indifferently, and he didn't see any signs of frustration. Since Xiao Boda had a low success rate in the first place, it was expected that such a scene would appear.

What he, Yuan Qianjun, was really good at was bullying the few with the more, and overpowering others with power. This kind of behavior of trying to make a fool of yourself was the icing on the cake.

The dense red sword energy impacted in vain against the protective shield laid by the old Taoist of the White Tiger Sect. Half of the sword energy was exhausted, but the first layer of the shield was dimmed, which was really desperate.

Shen Lang's horrified expression relaxed, his face was sullen, full of fear, this time he almost died, with his father's care, it has always been smooth sailing, so he has experienced such a thing.

"You're dead, I'll kill you a hundred times, a thousand times." His face was full of viciousness: "Don't you like that bitch Chi Yaoyue? Extract the soul and refine the soul."

"Who? Who dares to do this? Aren't you afraid that the Manzong will be extinct?" The old Taoist of the White Tiger Sect who was full of slowness suddenly shouted angrily, losing his composure.

Shen Lang didn't know why, just as he was about to say something, a hole the size of a grain of rice suddenly and silently split open the shield that surrounded him tightly.

Before he could react, the surrounding red sword energy quickly poured into the shield, turning Shen Lang, who was still full of viciousness, into a ball of meat sauce, and his soul was completely wiped out.

The red sword energy has no effect on anything other than flesh and blood, and only a thin white Taoist robe floats to the ground.

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