The witch Qingxu knew how to open the first-line formation, but she was seriously injured by Ye Kuang. Now she didn't know where to escape to heal her wounds.

A monk's eyes were on Ye Kuang, with a cold face; "You beat the witch away by the surname Ye, you must find her back, and you can't attack her anymore. If she dies, then we will all go for nothing."

The opening mouth is a shorter and more slutty male monk.

He is only about 1.5 meters tall, he is relatively fat, and has a round face, which looks like a ball from a distance.

Ye Kuang heard Jin Sanpang say that he is a Taoist, whose cultivation has reached the peak of the late stage of Qihai, and he is almost able to enter his natal life, and his strength is unfathomable.

Ye Kuang's eyes stopped on him and said lightly, "I beat the witch away, but it is obviously impossible to find her back. I can promise you that I will not attack her until the mysterious world species appears."

Ye Kuang also wanted to get the world seed, and only the witch could open the first-line formation. Before he got the world seed, he would not attack the witch again.

But after getting the world seed, it was different. This woman was vicious and they had formed an indelible hatred. If she didn't kill her, it would be a problem in the future.

At this moment, a figure appeared in the distance.

She is a witch.

She had already changed into a dress, wearing a long sky blue lace dress, her long dark hair scattered on her back, standing in the air, swinging with the breeze, and had a superb temperament.

As soon as she appeared, she immediately attracted the attention of many people.

The witch stared at Ye Kuang who was in the wizard of the sky, and a low and cold voice came on his beautiful face; "That's right, I do know how to open the wizard of the sky, and how to manifest the world. If you want me to open the formation, then kill him for me."

She pointed at Ye Kuang, with murderous intent in her eyes.

As soon as these words were said, hundreds of monks in the audience were on Ye Kuang's body. At that moment, several monks with great cultivation slowly moved closer to Ye Kuang, blocking his way.

Everyone saw the battle between Ye Kuang and the Witch. They all knew Ye Kuang's strength. Those who dared to attack Ye Kuang now have confidence in their own strength, and those who are confident in their ability to defeat Ye Kuang or even kill him.

Seven or eight monks appeared around Ye Kuang.

The short and fat monk said coldly, "Whoever is surnamed Ye, don't blame us. In order to open the formation and obtain the world seed, you can only kill you first."

Ye Kuang looked down and was alert with all his might.

Although he is strong, he is not as arrogant as he is against the monks in the entire first-line sky.

They are all geniuses from all over the world, and their cultivation is not weak. There are at least ten people who are comparable to witches. One witch can hurt him. If more than a dozen powerful people who are comparable to witches take action, he may not be his opponent.

Seven or eight strong men surrounded Ye Kuang, and other monks were ready to move. Once they took action, they would also take action and kill Ye Kuang in an instant.

The atmosphere in the first ray of weather was suddenly tense and the battle was about to break out.

Jin Sanpang moved closer to Ye Kuang and whispered in his ear, "Brother, they are not fuel-saving lamps. I think you should withdraw first. After the witch opens the formation and the world seeds appear, you will turn back and grab the world seeds."

Ye Kuang scanned the strong men around him and felt the terrifying aura in their bodies, and his face was also solemn.

He has never been so embarrassed since his debut.

After entering the Qingfeng Mi Realm, he was first chased and now besieged. He felt angry in his heart, clenched his fists, and had the intention to use the trump card that Tong Sheng left to him.

Seeing Ye Kuang being indifferent, Jin Sanpang reminded him again: "Brother, keep the green mountains without worrying about the burning of firewood, please withdraw."

Ye Kuang was indeed determined to retreat, but he was unwilling to accept it.

A low voice flashed in his expression, and a low growl was heard; "If you want to take my life, just take action, I want to see what you have."

The witch in the distance showed her murderous intent and shouted coldly; "Why don't you take action quickly, do you still want to plant the world?"

The witch's words were like a fuse. The monks around Ye Kuang took action in an instant, and powerful power burst out from their bodies.

Seven or eight strong men who were not weaker than Ye Kuang took action at the same time, forming a terrifying magnetic field.

Ye Kuang was in the magnetic field and instantly felt the terrifying pressure, as if a giant mountain was crushing, his chest became stuffy, and his throat became hot, and blood was sprayed out of his mouth, and blood poured over the sky, forming a bloody and wonderful picture.

The witch laughed loudly, "Don't kill him, seal his cultivation. I have to torture him well in order to vent my hatred."

The witch's laughter came and came into Ye Kuang's ears. He looked low and an angry flame soared from his heart. With a low growl, golden light burst out from his body. These golden lights formed dragon scales attached to the surface of his body.

The second level of Dragon God possessed by the Dragon Clan's Nine Secrets. Ye Kuang's aura was terrifying, resisting the attacks of seven or eight super strong men.

He glanced around and sensed the cultivation of several people who took action against him.

Then he rushed towards the weakest man and sneered, "If you want to kill me, you will have to pay a heavy price."

He stared at the attacks of seven or eight strong men and rushed towards the weakest man. He was quite fast and turned into a stream of light and disappeared from the spot.

When the monk saw Ye Kuang rushing towards him, his face changed immediately. He wanted to dodge, but it was too late.

He activated all his strength, and all his true energy gathered in his fists, and he suddenly punched Ye Kuang.

A pair of golden fists burst into pieces.

Two fists collided.

The monk's fist was instantly blasted into minced flesh, his whole arm was shattered, and he let out a desolate roar in pain.

Before he could react, Ye Kuang had already arrived with an evil sword in his hand and pierced his body with one sword.

Ye Kuang took action unexpectedly and killed a strong man in just a few seconds.

After one move, he did not love to fight and wanted to leave the battlefield.

However, there were seven or eight strong people around him who had a cultivation level that was not inferior to him. These people took action in an instant, blocking his way. He could not defeat four hands with both fists. He could avoid one person's attack, but could not dodge the attack of the second person.

His body was attacked.

The golden scales on the body kept falling, bloody wounds appeared on the body, and blood filled the whole body.

In just a moment, he suffered a severe blow.

The witch in the distance smiled happier and brighter when she saw Ye Kuang being hurt.

"Ye Kuang, you have today too. Don't kill him. Seal his cultivation level. I want to torture him to survive and die."

Ye Kuang looked cold and held an evil sword in his hand to fight these powerful men fiercely, but their strength was very strong. He used all his strength to kill them, let alone kill a path of blood.

"No, I can't fight in love. If I continue to fight, I will definitely die."

Ye Kuang felt relieved.

call out!

A dazzling sword energy burst into flames, and the sword energy was extremely fast, like a stream of light flashing by.

Ye Kuang was injured and his speed became slow and he could not dodge this move.

The dazzling sword energy pierced his chest, and his face was filled with pain and let out a low growl.
Chapter completed!