The idea of Fairy Qiuyan came about for no reason.
Maybe it was due to Yan Yun's magnanimity, or maybe it was the nine sets of Four Evil Talismans he gave her that gave her some kind of expectation.
In short, she hoped that he was still alive. Maybe his appearance could change the tragic fate of all the fellow disciples of the Fighting Master Hall.
At this moment, Yan Yun was caught off guard and was firmly restrained by a pair of giant hands that suddenly appeared.
Red Crown Netherworld's bone-stained hand reached forward and instantly pierced his abdomen, grabbing his belly and pulling it out...
Yan Yun's face turned pale, his eyes flashed, turned into mist, and suddenly drifted away.
Hong Guan Youming was startled and scratched Wu Hao violently, but could not hold Wu Hao half an inch.
Its low IQ was unable to explain this scene. It tilted its big, fierce head and watched the mist disperse with the wind.
But soon, a look of horror appeared on its bloodthirsty face, and the mist condensed into a person.
"Evil beast! If you don't restrain your hands, how long will it take?" Yan Yun was furious, he stomped, and a black cloud rose from the top of his head!
How could Hong Guan Youming be willing to do so? He roared loudly, flicked his body, and attacked Yan Yun again like a phantom!
This time, it aimed its hands at Yan Yun's head and chest. Just when it was about to succeed again, its body suffocated, as if it was stuck in a mud pond.
A long shot broke through the air, pierced into the belly of Red Crown Netherworld, and passed through!
It was like a toad strung on a long pole, its limbs moving randomly in severe pain...
Deeper in the cave, in the bloody storm, blood is burning!
A disciple of the Fighting Master Hall watched his fellow disciples being annihilated around him without even a single intact body. His eyes showed despair, his heart skipped a beat, he closed his eyes, removed the body-protecting energy that enveloped his body, and threw his body towards the target. The area covered by the Four Evil Talismans.
This kind of behavior goes against the instructions of the Battle Master Hall, but his chance of survival is gone and he just wants to die a good death.
One stone stirred up a thousand waves. Led by this disciple, the four surviving disciples looked miserable and used all their magical weapons and the skills of pressing the bottom of the box. Then they turned around and threw themselves without hesitation into the torrent that could wipe them out. …
But not everyone can get what they want. The two young disciples who were at the end of the suicide attempt were torn apart by the ruthless aliens in the darkness just after they started. There was only an overflowing blood to commemorate the last moments of their lives... …
Fairy Qiuyan has been rooted in the Battle Master Hall all year round and has gone through countless battles. A heart of iron and blood has been built into her seemingly thin body.
She thought that she no longer knew what fear was, nor what sadness was, but under the impact of such a tragic scene, tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.
What wonderful disciples...
They are still young, but their lives have become eternal at this moment...
She wanted to cry, or take a breather in a warm embrace, but she could only witness the demise of her disciple with tears in her eyes, feeling isolated and helpless...
"Blessings are immeasurable..."
Fairy Qiuyan's compassionate heart gave out this cry with her proud faith...
Beside her, Yu Zhu and Xu Fei's faces were as golden as paper, and their solemn expressions revealed the unrest in their hearts.
The path of tragic blood does not end because of the weakness of people's hearts. It is like a mark in fate that cannot be refused!
About a hundred disciples died in a short period of time...
Under the feet of Fairy Qiuyan and others, a passage filled with bitterness and sadness was paved with blood.
The road ahead is long, with only the last three of the Four Evil Talismans held by Fairy Qiuyan, but the road to escape has no end...
The road to survival that is admirable, lamentable and cherished seems to be open, but no one can guarantee that they can get out alive and see the bright sun...
"Two senior brothers, you take your disciples and leave first, after you have finished!"
After Xu Fei finished speaking, he suddenly stopped.
"No, the three of us should go in together..." Yuzhu yelled, but when he looked back, he saw that Xu Fei's right leg was also missing.
Xu Fei's right arm was broken at shoulder level, and his right leg was further injured. The fracture was stained with blood and flesh, and the bitten strips of robe were messy in the air.
Probably at the moment when he got into the barrier of the Four Evil Talisman, he relaxed a little after being seriously injured, and was attacked by the Demon Clan.
"Senior brother!" Fairy Qiuyan called.
"Two senior brothers, my body is not intact. I have lost everything. It is difficult for me to make any progress in my magical power. I just stand in the way for you two. Our acquaintance is not in vain..." Xu Fei smiled bitterly, then his face straightened, and he said He shouted loudly in the void: "Don't you regard the bones and blood of monks as a great supplement? Come on, the Taoist master is waiting here!"
For the elves in the darkness, although the bones and blood of the Qi Condensation Realm monks are a great supplement, they are not very satisfied. If they can obtain the bones and blood of the Lingtai Realm monks who have entered the Tao, it will cause earth-shaking changes in their magical powers.
When Xu Fei stood alone behind the team, standing on one leg and shouting at the surroundings, dense low roars came from the void.
They were so happy, as if the "prey" in front of them was easily available, and they even quarreled with each other.
Xu Fei's unusual behavior attracted all the demon clan lurking in the darkness.
Fairy Qiuyan and Yuzhu were filled with tears and choked with tears. They could only use gestures to urge the disciples who were following them to speed up and leave.
"The mist covers the dark mountains and all the flowers are in ruins. The young man is so generous and generous. The road ahead is so long so don't harm each other. I pray that all of you will be safe and peaceful..."
Xu Fei watched Fairy Qiuyan and others leaving, and suddenly opened his throat, roaring and singing.
His hair was loose, and he stood with one arm in the black and red clouds.
When the roar suddenly started and the invisible pressure was about to cover his whole body, he slapped the storage bag and spilled out all the lethal magic weapons, talismans, and obstacles in it.
There were pitiful howls in the darkness. Because the Yins were piled up together and unable to avoid them, Xu Fei's blind attack with gravel still caused great damage to the Yins.
He laughed loudly, when there was severe pain in his left leg, a bloody mouth bit his artery, and hot blood spurted out.
There was no pain at all on his face. He poked with two fingers of his left hand and inserted them into the empty eye sockets of the demon clan until his brains burst out.
But before he could take any further action, heat hit him, and he felt like something was covering his head.
Saliva, with a disgusting stench, dripped onto his brow.
This small drop is highly poisonous. It was just a tiny black dot at first, but it spread instantly, like ink dyed in white.
He knew that he was in the giant mouth of the Demon Clan and that his good head was about to be lost.
A smile actually appeared on his melancholy face, and with a thought, a ball of mana already conceived in his Dantian, which condensed the mana he had gained from his lifelong hard work, glowed with dazzling light. Countless bright silver optical fibers poured out from his body like mercury. Jump out.
Before the Yin tribe could close its open mouth, Xu Fei's flesh and blood had turned into ashes.
Also pierced by the light, the eight-headed demon clan closest to him was scattered like smoke and dust in the chaotic air.
In that dazzling white light, the pure magic power comes from nature and returns to the dust.
Although Fairy Yuzhu and Qiuyan had limited spiritual awareness, they still sensed the death of their fellow sect members.
"Senior Brother Xu Fei..." Fairy Qiuyan murmured, wiping away the tears on her cheeks with her hands.
"Fairy, lead your disciples to survive!" Yuzhu said.
Fairy Qiuyan was horrified, and her eyes turned to the monk of the same realm whom she regarded as her brother.
"The great road of inaction, sacrificing one's life for righteousness, is what we should take..."
Yuzhu smiled happily.
"No, senior brother, we can escape..." Fairy Qiuyan's heart wrapped in a tough shell was completely pierced.
She knew the profound meaning contained in Senior Brother Yuzhu's words. Over the years of mutual communication, they had already been in the same mind, and some words did not need to be stated explicitly.
"You know, it's difficult to escape with so many people gathered together. Senior Brother Xu Fei can stop them for a while, and so can Pindao."
Yuzhu smiled and shook his head, speaking calmly.
"No, senior brother, I will stay here while you take your disciples away..."
"You are our little junior sister. If your senior brother doesn't protect you, who will protect you..." Yuzhu said with a gentle smile, "It is not easy for you to achieve what you have achieved today as a female, after experiencing life and death. I want to help you." Cheng, in order to achieve great success, never give up..."
After Yuzhu finished speaking, he took out a shuttle-shaped magic weapon from his storage bag and threw it at Fairy Qiuyan.
This flying magic weapon is called "Bi Chen Shuttle", which was originally used by Yuzhu to save his life.
With this throw, the Bichen Shuttle turned into a ball of yellow light, shrouding Fairy Qiuyan, and took her speeding towards the exit without any explanation.
"Senior brother..."
Fairy Qiuyan burst into tears.
"It has been more than a hundred years since Pindao joined the Zhanshi Hall. Looking back on the past, how many brothers and sisters were lost here. Today Pindao reunites with them. The fairy should be happy for Pindao..."
After Yuzhu finished speaking, he turned around and faced the endless darkness.
The speed of Bichen Shuttle was so fast that Fairy Qiuyan didn't even have time to see her senior brother's bleak back, and left the dozen nearby disciples behind.
Once this aircraft is activated, it will produce a binding force that will make the monk inside unable to move. Unless the owner takes the initiative to cut off the flight with his mind, it will continue to fly until the magic power is exhausted.
The wind howls, breaking through the darkness and moving towards the light. This is the mission of Bichen Shuttle, and it is also the spiritual sustenance of Yuzhu.
The flight time of the Bichen Shuttle did not last long. With a whimper, Miao Miao landed on the ground and turned into a three-inch size.
The spiritual connection between this device and its owner is broken, which only indicates one result - Yuzhu has fallen.
Fairy Qiuyan held the Bichen Shuttle in her palm, knelt on the ground, and cried loudly.
After a moment, she suppressed her grief, stood up immediately, turned around and rushed deep into the cave.
Yuzhu was selfish and hoped to save his beloved junior sister, but she could not leave the surviving disciples to escape alone, violating the solemn oath she had made when she joined the Fighting Master Hall.
The future was unpredictable, she did not consider it, nor did she want to think about it.
But at the moment of departure, she thought again of that gentle low-level disciple - Yan Yun, who didn't panic when things happened.
Where is he?
Has he imprisoned the unusually ferocious red-crowned Netherworld?
Or maybe, like the other disciples of the Battle Master Hall, he has died...
If Fairy Qiuyan has a little bit of greed for life, and she travels hundreds of feet, she will meet Yanyun.
But there is no if in reality, and the two missed it after all.
