When the fist was big, four black and red rays rushed out, and once again hit the eyes of two of them, but the two of them were well prepared and used their magic weapons to block it, but they didn't think that this was just a feint.

The six of them suddenly launched their prepared attack without hesitation towards their companion who was healing his wounds while Duan De's light palm touched the back of the monk who was sitting cross-legged.

He didn't have time to sweep away the tonic, so he teleported to avoid it, but while he was teleporting away, the two portals hit one person again, and he suffered a big loss due to the little delay.

I couldn’t help but curse the dishonest person in my heart!

The power of this combined attack was far from as weak as the previous fight. Although it was just the aftermath, the effect was at least enough to shatter the void within a hundred feet!

Duan De reappeared at the edge of the abyss. The left half of his body was almost exploded. The exposed bones of his left arm and left leg were clearly visible, showing a dark golden color. Fine cracks appeared on the bones, but they were still intact.

, nothing is missing.

All that is missing is the skin, flesh and some organs. His ears and half of his face are missing. His left eye is still strong, and the scarlet red color is the same as the blood attached to the surface of the damaged body. It is very scary.

"Eating you all won't make up for my losses! Since you want to chase me, just let me explore the scenery down here!"

Duan De retreated into the darkness with a hoarse voice, and was pursued by seven pseudo-Mahayanas. One was dead and the other was crippled in only half a cup of tea. Duan De, the leader, could now be judged to be in the so-called middle stage of Mahayana.

"Chase!"

If you are not a normal person, you don't need to think about things with a normal mind. The quality of these second-rate goods is much worse than that of the Snake Eyes members walking around in the world of cultivators, and their products are shoddy.

There was no hesitation in the leader's words. If Duan De kept talking nonsense, they would have probably taken action and took the lead to float straight towards the abyss. Except for the injured one, the other four followed without hesitation.

The next moment, the edge of the abyss was quiet again. Only a struggling overhaul was left cross-legged to fight for his life. The next moment, a large red and black Tai Chi on his head fell down, and a black light passed through the center of his eyebrows before sinking into the abyss.

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The blood-red bone claws and the blood-red light showed no resistance. After half the incense stick passed by, everything settled, and a thin layer of flesh and blood grew on the bones that appeared and disappeared in dark gold.

"In the end, it still doesn't work. Even if you suppress it to this extent, it will still hurt you if you touch it."

Looking at the distant target for a long time, Duan De walked slowly and worriedly to harvest the ready-made flesh and blood essence. He was afraid that it would be damaged if he was late.

At the bottom of the abyss, Duan De's body was smashed down like a cannonball, without any ability to stay in the air. Compared to the dark tone of the entire Heavenly Weapon World, the bottom of the abyss was filled with a fiery red glare.

Jumping out of the abyss he created, the black figure with the butcher's knife was in front of him, as if he was asking for credit. The abyss should be quite large by visual inspection, and the fiery red and dazzling brilliance came from the center.

The ground was not dark as above, but red. It was as hard as a high-grade spiritual weapon, but very brittle. Duan De squinted and stared at the center.

"In the middle are the fragments of weapons that fell here? Is this the true fire of the sun?"

Red with golden yellow, liquid-like fireworks, and the breath of pure Yang, what is this if not the true fire of the sun?

The five corpses already had some signs of scorching, and the gaps between their brows were the result of a butcher's knife taking advantage of the opportunity. Duan De didn't care about the fragments of the sun's real fire weapon in the middle, and the energy of death was lost very quickly.

During the two sticks of incense, Duan De picked up the only intact flying sword, shook his head and shattered it into pieces in his palm. It was a rough product like a human being and had no collection value at all.

"Haha~~~ It's interesting. This place is not only useful for you, Brother Dao, but I can also get some benefits. The sun energy is thousands of levels better than the so-called purple energy in the early morning."

Duan De, who had recovered a little, really couldn't complain about these so-called powerful people. What the hell? I thought back in the Huangjin area, the injuries that could be cured by just absorbing one Mahayana period were enough, but I still had six minor injuries on my body.

Only now can we replenish the epithelial membrane.

He knew that his cultivation level was at a critical point, but there was no fundamental improvement. If it were a normal Mahayana period, he estimated that this injury would be able to be healed in a mid-Mahayana period at most.

"Fortunately, there are these sun essences that can be used as a supplement. Brother Dao, you can do your own thing. If you can swallow it, you are welcome. It is just a thing without an owner. The virtuous will live in it."

Duan De slowly moved towards the center. He was not a butcher's knife. This true sun fire, which is said to burn everything in the Three Realms and Six Paths, could not be contaminated. It looked like a small sun in the center, but Brother Dao said it was just a fragment as big as a palm.

There are only a few wisps of real fire in the sun, that is to say, there are only a few wisps of small flames sizzling in the middle.

The five Mahayana stages were so far apart that they were roasted to death without any resistance. If it weren't for the butcher's knife protecting the bones, there would only be ashes floating when Duan De came down.

Without Duan De's abnormal body, it would be impossible to move around here so easily. The butcher's knife now has no attributes, and the previous thunder attribute no longer exists. Masters and servants generally have the ability to devour, and even

The butcher's knife had to have this abnormal function before Duan De.

If he evolves on his own, he doesn't care about the taste. If he can become stronger, he will eat anything. Duan De doesn't have the excitement of finding a treasure, and he doesn't know if he is numb after seeing too much, or if his mental age has passed the impetuous stage.

Treasures are naturally good treasures. Can they not be treasures if they are killed in the Mahayana period? This is still a spontaneous state. If you find some ways to refine it, it will definitely be a great weapon, but Duan De does not expect it to have such power.

Toys, only if he can make them is he a ghost.

After spending half a day, Duan De finally saw the true appearance of this thing. It was a golden palm-sized irregular piece of broken tiles. He didn't know what kind of utensil it was from. This small piece could only be said to be a large tile jar, and he didn't know if it was the inner wall of it.

It's just rice grain-sized debris on the outer wall.

A small handful of golden flames burned quietly. It didn't look like a flame, but rather like a flowing golden solution. The butcher's knife only floated in the air a few feet above it, absorbing the aura of military sharpness.

Duan De was even more unbearable, and could only stay more than seventy feet away from him. He could already feel the smell of meat on his body, and could only lock the moisture in his body.

If it were not for the red and black Tai Chi blocking his eyes, he would not be able to look directly at its true form, so at this moment three fairy cloud tentacles appeared in De's mind, and before he could even react, he retracted his head.

And the whole space suddenly darkened, no longer bright and red, only illuminated by the residual light from the roasted red rocks, which gave it a strange feeling like sunset.

"Holy shit! What's going on? Has Taiyang Zhenhuo been captured by Daojing?"

The butcher's knife on the other side was also stunned for a moment, and then it pierced with a joyous cry directly into the fragment below that had lost the protection of the real fire. It didn't penetrate in, but it slid away with a flash of sparks.

Duan De had no intention of paying attention to the child's joy now. Didn't he see that his bald head was covered in gas fire, and it flew up several feet high? He almost fell down. When will his consciousness return to the sea of ​​​​consciousness?

Not to mention that the Yuan Shen automatically moved away from the Tao Well, the liquid flame was already rising and falling among the fairy clouds on the Dao Well, dragged by the Dao Well's Xianxia. The entire sea of ​​consciousness was like a furnace, so hot!

Thin golden threads shot straight up into the sky, the sun that Duan De accidentally created by himself. The sun seemed to be rolling and condensing. In the past, it only released light, but now? It seems that it also releases the heat that the sun should have, but it is still in its primary stage.

Duan De can only wait and watch, unable to do anything. Daojing is not under his control, and the sun in the sky can still be controlled. However, now it seems that there is no need to interfere with Daojing's improvement. This is what Daojing eats.

Meat, enjoy the soup and give it to Duan De to drink.

But the process didn't seem to be pleasant. Duan De suddenly remembered that the Sun's True Fire here had been taken away, and the natural hazard was no longer a natural hazard. He had tricked seven Snake Eyes into killing them. He guessed that their own products should know where to be scrapped.

, not safe.

Duan De, who was holding three feet of red flames as his hair, regained consciousness. The butcher's knife kept scratching on the fragment. Duan De stepped forward and bent down to pick it up. When the time came, Hui Liudu would refine the butcher's knife into it.

yes.

"Hey! Is it so heavy?"

~Kaka~~

The hard and crisp ground that had been burning for who knows how many years under his feet burst into pieces. Duan De's body was swollen and his face was already red from the flames on his head. At this time, he was a little black from the suffocation.

This was still the physical body that cooperated with the spiritual consciousness to put it into the ring. When he picked it up, Duan De was horrified to find that it was even heavier than the Wuji Desolate Cauldron!

"Hey! Who else in this world can handle this thing except me?"

He forcefully pulled his hands and shoulders out of joint, and it was estimated that most of the spiritual consciousness in the Taoist well was consumed before he could retract the space ring. Duan De did not stop. Without the mischief of this thing, there was no difference between this place and the world of heavenly soldiers.

"I'll go back and refine it for you. Let's leave quickly. It's probably not safe here. Leaving quickly is the right way!"

Duan De kicked the entangled butcher's knife out of the abyss, and followed the teleportation to quickly leave the ruined forbidden area. He neither dived towards the destination nor went back and forth, but ran away in a different direction, and there were no restrictions along the way.

The butcher's knife devoured evil soldiers in the air.

Because the flame on his head became a beacon in the dark night, Duan De, who tested the gap between himself and the mainstream enemies here, became much more low-key when he used those mountains of weapons.

There were no enemies on the periphery as Duan De thought. Instead, it was half a stick of incense and it became an encirclement. The empty area before the gap was closed was exactly where Duan De escaped and where he was.

Snake Eyes knew where the people who sneaked in were going and what they were going to do. The destination had long been a top priority. It was normal to look for markers and pursue them. Snake Eyes' top brass knew about the deaths of these people, and Duan De's guess was not wrong.

He subconsciously escaped to avoid the possibility of death. I don't know whether it was luck or subconscious escape experience. Naturally, there were two people who knew his whereabouts.

In the heart of Weapon Mountain, hundreds of thousands of miles away from Duan De, two powerful monks stared dumbfounded at the point on the compass that was rapidly moving away from the forbidden area. They were speechless for a while.
Chapter completed!