"Put the spiritual jade ginseng in your hand. If we are happy, we may spare your life!"

“That’s it, that’s it.”

"Ha ha……"

Unscrupulous laughter rang out in the audience.

Several members of the Fire Cultivate were swept with fire and attacked from time to time, and the innate true energy surged in.

From time to time, a person in the field would fall to the ground, beheaded by flames, scream and wail.

This is a game for them!

A game of cat rats!

Even if you really hand over the Lingyu ginseng, you will not be able to escape death. The people of the Martial Alliance also understand this.

"I'll fight you!"

In the martial arts alliance, a man's blood surged up, and suddenly roared, and rushed to the Fire Cult with a knife.

This person has been fully understood in all the strange scriptures, and he is also a good player in Yanmen County.

But unfortunately...

His opponent is a branch of the Northern Demon Sect, and the members of the Fire Sect have become innate masters.

"Good come!"

One of them laughed softly, his body shook slightly, his palms fell downwards, and a ball of flames exploded.

"Peng!"

The fire burns the clothes, flesh, muscles and bones, and goes straight into the five internal organs.

In the blink of an eye, the man in the martial arts alliance turned into a pillar of fire and screamed and died.

"Zhao Fei!"

"Ah, I'm going to kill you!"

"Don't be impulsive!"

Qin Changyi growled: "Hold on for a while, maybe the people from Jian Valley will come to rescue him."

After all, they got a lot of precious medicines this time.

"Sword Valley?"

Huang Guzong held the ghost raising jar in his hand and smiled miserably: "What is the difference between dying in their hands and those who fell in the hands of the Sword Valley?"

"It's better to die than to live!"

"good!"

Moyun Sword Shen Wei clenched his teeth, his eyes were red, and he suddenly pinched the sword technique and stabbed the sword quickly.

"Anyway, it's all dead, so why not fight with them!"

The flying sword was cast like lightning, like a stream of light, and in just a flash, it had already arrived in front of a member of the Fire Sect.

However, the other party was slow and slashed with one hand. A flaming sword light fell and slashed the flying sword out.

The innate master has a keen sense of perception. Although Shen Wei's flying sword is fast, it is not impossible for people to react.

Moreover, his cultivation is limited, and when the flying sword and true energy collide, he will make a muffled groan, and it will be difficult to move forward any more.

"The Snake Transformation!"

He clenched his teeth, glared wide, and urged the flying sword to crazily.

I saw the flying sword circling around the sky, accelerating constantly, and when it reached its peak, it suddenly rushed out.

Like a spirit snake, the poisonous python comes out of the hole, drew through a tortuous and elegant arc, wrapping it around a person's neck.

"careful!"

Someone whispered and his voice was solemn.

"rest assured."

The other party sneered, and the fire-fire true energy came out of all the orifices, blocking the flying sword that was coming.

At the same time, the five fingers have long claws and suddenly buckle them forward.

"Flame Claw!"

"Peng!"

"Click..."

The energy collided, and the claws were sharp. They cut through the flying sword blade, and they were a little short of the time to tie the flying sword around.

"puff!"

Shen Wei returned from the sword, and his full force attack was just taken seriously and there was no effect at all.

But he himself was stimulating his qi and blood, and his mouth was squirting blood.

Even the flying sword seemed to have lost its spirituality, and bounced in front of him for a few times, and fell to the ground.

Without the entanglement of flying swords, the members of the Fire Sect had no scruples anymore. When the attack was urgent, they rushed straight forward.

“Woo…”

The cold wind swept through and the ghost energy surged.

Huang Guzong's face turned pale and bit his tongue hard, and sprayed a blood mist into the ghost-raising pot in his hand.

moment.

The Yin Qi in the field increased sharply, and the spirit of ghosts crying and howling resounded throughout the audience. Even the innate masters had to show their solemnity on their faces.

The aura of heaven and earth here is different, and the yin evil spirits are filled with the sky, causing the power of the ghost-raising pot to increase sharply.

With the nourishment of essence and blood, it even has the ability to suppress the innate.

certainly……

It's in one-to-one situation!

"Baby is good."

Some members of the Fire Clan roared lowly, and the long swords were lit up, and the fire swords flashed and were stalked towards Huang Guzong.

"It's a pity that the people who use it have a poor cultivation level!"

"snort!"

Qin Changyi snorted coldly, stepped forward with a gun, and the gun body shook, and the red gun flower exploded.

"It's you again?"

The opposite side opened his mouth coldly, and his murderous intent was exposed.

"It seems that you are practicing all the way. I originally planned to spare your life, but now it seems that there is no need to do it!"

"kill!"

With a low growl, the flame knife rolled in and collided with the spear and exploded the flames.

The two of them are also considered to be matched by each other, with long spears and broken swords intertwined, and they were evenly matched for a while.

But elsewhere, it is a one-sided trend.

Even with the assistance of Yin Feng Guixiao, the people in the Wu League were no match and fell one after another.

"Get together and use a killer move!"

Huang Guzong stared at his eyes wide and tried his best to urge the ghost-raising pot. At the same time, he gritted his teeth and shouted to remind everyone.

At this time, he no longer thought about running away, but only wanted to drag one person to death.

Xie Zhuogong roared wildly and danced wildly with his sword.

"snort!"

A cold snorted suddenly sounded in his ears. His wrist shook, his sword stubbed, but his heart felt cold.

It's over!

A figure appeared in front of me, and a big hand wrapped in flames quietly appeared and came into view.

Time seems to be in stagnation.

Only the flaming hand slowly approached, like a messenger from the underworld walking slowly. No matter how slow it was, it was impossible to avoid it.

"wrong!"

Qin Changyi suddenly yelled.

Xie Zhuogong and Huang Guzong's eyes were also pounding.

Their opponents seemed to have hesitated for a moment, followed by horror.
To be continued...