"Almost." Looking at the few people who were trapped in the ice and unable to escape, Jiang Daoliu showed no mercy: "Dui Zi - Ran Cui."

The Yin exchange for metal should be due west, but when Jiang Daoliu started this game, his position was forcibly changed. He used the Kun position to activate the gold exchange spell, but...

The ice is endless, and the light shines into the eyes of several people in a unique way under the distorted reflection of the ice crystals. When the spell is activated, the expressions in the eyes of several people begin to be confused and confused.

However, after just a few minutes, the three people looked at each other with completely fierce eyes, as if seeing the enemy who killed their father. All the strength of the whole body was mobilized, and the whole body actually became stronger, but one face looked haggard, and with a loud sound

After drinking, they fight together like thugs.

Under the desperate moves, the wounds on several people began to increase rapidly, and streams of blood spattered out and fell on the surrounding ice, blocking the refraction and reflection of light.

But compared to the weakening speed of Dui Zi spell, the vitality of the three people weakened much faster.

But as the inner demons settled in, the three of them had completely fallen into the state of powder. They had no character for those who practiced Taoism and practiced Qi. They only took the vital parts of other people's bodies with their moves.

"Successful." The illusion is just an introduction. His goal is to make these already weak-minded people behave like their inner demons. Only in this way will the three most powerful people help him kill other people in this valley.

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Too lazy to care about anything else, and after confirming that there was no chance of rescuing the three people, Jiang Daoliu stepped down and disappeared lightly into the thick fog.

After a while, the three people fought and the terrain was broken, the thick fog dispersed, and the noise caused by the collision of Qi breath quickly attracted the surrounding disciples of the Immortal Seeking Temple. One after another, the valley was quickly covered with blood.

Sitting on his knees, Zhu Xun was like a puppet outside the world, watching the world in front of him being tainted with red bit by bit, and finally stood up with a trembling body and looked at the three of them: "We can't go on like this.

...This can't go on like this..."

After saying that, he roared and rushed towards the three of them. The valley was quickly destroyed in the battle and the terrain was no longer flat.

After a long time, when everything calmed down in the mountain, the few disciples outside who were lucky enough to escape with their lives rushed into the valley.

Three old Taoist corpses fell to the ground, but Zhu Xun was dressed in blood, and his energy and spirit were completely inconsistent with his existence.

Several disciples rushed to Zhu Xun, only to find that the Qi Qi in the master's body had become extremely weak, almost like a dying person: "Master, Master!"

Hearing the disciple's cry, Zhu Xun opened his eyes with difficulty. His cloudy eyeballs looked dim, and he moved his lips twice with difficulty: "Immortal... Immortal..."

'No more!'
Chapter completed!