The Twelve Evils of Tianyin are real bandits, and they cooperate very well. They were transmitted from the dead. The killing aura is definitely not weaker than any war cultivation. What's more, Luo Bin has long been determined to show his might!

The twelve people were extremely capable cultivators. They looked at each other and understood them. They suppressed the murderous intent in their chests and flew against the ground from the mountains and forests one by one. Luo Bin's goal was very clear. It was too close to the battlefield and could easily be wrapped up by the opponent's Jindan master. Only by fighting from the tail of the opponent's team can he achieve twice the result with half the effort.*.*

When they saw the tail end of the thousand war cultivators along the low trees and valley cliff lines, Luo Bin was overjoyed. The war cultivators who were pressing behind could hardly see a Jindan master, and all two or three hundred were fierce late-stage cultivators.

Haha, what can the later stage cultivator of the concentration of mind behave like? The cooperation of the twelve of them can be said to be seamless and unsparing.

His heart was throbbing, but Luo Bin did not hesitate at all and shouted decisively: "Kill!"

The twelve people took action together, and they walked in a vague way like a wisp of blue smoke rising from the woods, "hissing", and continuous blood sprays sounded. When the war cultivators saw the figures of Luo Bin and others clearly, there were more than ten people, and they fell into the forest like dumplings.

"Enemy attack!" someone shouted, but before he finished speaking, Luo Bin raised his sword and took off the opponent's head from the air.

The second and third brothers also reacted very quickly.

"Swoosh", several magic tricks were shot out by the two of them in succession. The second brother sacrificed the Jade Flute, and the third brother used the Tianxiang Pagoda. In an instant, the earth's world was filled with dust and countless waves of air were surging. In addition, Luo Bin used the fourth-grade high-level magic weapon, and the illusion of virtual and real water, suddenly appeared in the air.

For a moment, even the cultivators in the Golden Elixir stage didn’t know how many people were raiding their way of retreat?

"boom!"

Xihuo City, who was rushing in front, was strongly resisted. His light golden face was distorted. The strong and fierce aura emitted by his body instantly fluctuated like flowing water, unstable. Guan Muchen's impact in front of him seemed to shine on the earth like a brilliance, which made it difficult to look at.

Facing a late-stage Jindan cultivator, plus two mid-stage Jindan masters, Guan Muchen was not afraid. The Langlang Sword in his hand slashed from top to bottom, like a mountain and a sea of ​​motion. "Crack", the mid-stage Jindan cultivator beside Xihuo City was cut in half by the light flames. The sword light several feet long suddenly lit up, and the cultivator shattered with a bang, and his whole body was like broken glass, blown into pieces.

How could he be so powerful?

Xihuo City was shocked by Guan Muchen's attack. He did not make any preparations at all.

No matter how high a middle-level Jindan cultivator is, when will he be above his cultivation level? The light on Guan Muchen's body flickered and darker. His expression was extremely cold, and his eyes were not moved by the tragic scenes in his eyes.

With such strong control and self-regulation, the sword edge was restrained. Guan Muchen slashed another sword towards Xihuocheng.

His heart suddenly shrank, and Xihuocheng's eyes flashed with a hint of crisis. His arms slowly flattened out. In an instant, the armor on his body suddenly shone, like a talisman array, which made his body suddenly bright. His bloodthirsty eyes just now were as clear and cool as a baby.

"puff."

Two flames shot out, and as Xihuocheng's closed eyes opened again, the clean and clear eyes were like ripples of water.

It's like a newborn baby who looks at the world with curious eyes for the first time, with a prosperous look and a terrifying excitement on his face.

The light fell like rain, and thousands of light gathered on the whole body of Xihuo City, and its momentum suddenly increased.

When the two sides fought at close range, Xihuo City brought out the Jindan master, at least more than three times that of Guan Muchen. - - The battle of exhaustion, Xihuo City can afford it!

Facing Xihuo City's powerful attack, Guan Muchen was not panicked at all. The Lang Lang Sword slowly ran, picking out countless sword lights, instantly covering three Golden Dan Stage masters, including Xihuo City. At the same time, Xiao Yuan first came out his sword like rain, and the light continued to explode.

The same fourth-grade high-level flying sword in his hand, the pure sword intent is no less than Guan Muchen. The two have known each other for a long time, and the cooperation can be said to be extremely tacit understanding.

Damn it! He actually encountered two genius masters. Even if Xihuocheng and his side had enough advantages in the battle, he still had a vague feeling. The fifth-grade fire control master was still a late-stage Jindan powerhouse!

Santianhu, who finally recovered, shouted again, "Haha, little brat, your retreat has been cut off, wait for death!"

The way back!

Xihuocheng's heart was suddenly shocked, and his spiritual sense quickly swept away. He soon encountered extremely strong resistance in the rear. There were actually twelve Golden Elixir-stage cultivators who joined forces to attack. The cold blade, like frozen oil, was swept away.

The two or three hundred late-stage combat cultivators of the concentration were not the one-piece general of these twelve people. The most terrifying thing was that the twelve people never acted alone, and dispersed in a semicircle with Luo Bin as the center.

The sword intent and blade, magic weapon flame, and sharp roar sounds are like ghosts crying and wolf howling, tearing the air.

The twelve people were scattered with murderous intent, obviously they were a man who had been through the battlefield for a long time. Xihuo City gasped in a breath, and the Ming-word Battle Camp was far from as simple as he imagined.

Sure enough, the Santian Pot, which was completely overly excited, finally became fresh! - I have the late stage of the Golden Pill cultivation!

Can't beat this group of people and still beat a group of minions? He did not personally attack the team of Xihuo City, but directly took out countless small thunders from his arms and threw them into a large group of war cultivators.

Rogue's style of playing!

The cultivation level of the three-day pot cannot be supported is quite high. Within a few miles, there are smoke and gravels flying together. Even if you can't hurt your muscles and bones, your deterrence is still enough.

The entire battlefield was in chaos, and the decline of Guan Muchen and others quietly reversed.

The black sword cultivator was like a dense rain of arrows, shouting together and slashing down together to make it fast, like lightning! His momentum was quite amazing. The commander of the Right Army, Park Ruhai, had the first time to come into contact with such a powerful sword cultivator, and he was almost knocked out!

Fortunately, there are only more than 1,000 soldiers in Rongtianshan. Only three teams and more than 300 people can cooperate and use sword cultivators.

After a little trouble, Park Ruhae, who quickly got used to it, began to rush to the face, condensing into a ball to fight against the opponent.

At the beginning, the three axes were used up, and Rong Tianshan's expression was filled with a hint of haze. His cultivation was not strong, and he could not use his spiritual sense to remotely control his subordinates' war cultivator like Xiao Mingyue. Facing Park Ruhai's powerful attack.

After a moment of hard cut, he quickly defeated!

"Kill!" Feeling that the advantage was established, Park Ruhae shouted, and the momentum was like a tide.

A third-grade high-level spiritual beast Xue Yun Beast under his crotch roared and rushed out. Behind him, twelve Golden Elixir masters followed closely.

The Rongtianshan Left Army, which had already formed a collapsed momentum, could no longer withstand the opponent's impact, and let Pu Ruhai lead the team to rush over.

In a charge, the team of 1,000 people in Rongtianshan lost at least 20%. Park Ruhai looked back coldly, tried to fight back without hesitation, and completely destroyed the formation of the left army of Rongtianshan.

At this moment, a shocking roar came out, and the white tiger suddenly appeared. Next to it, there were Xue Qiurong and Henge Group, and even two fire control masters in the middle stage of the Golden Pill, Chang Chanyu and his disciple Huo Yan, also stood aside.

"Since you've come in, do you still want to leave?"

He was more important than taking the group forward, and his momentum soared into the sky. The fifth-grade demon-subduing pestle was spinning around in his palm, and bright runes lingered around him. As the momentum slowly rose, his figure suddenly changed.

A cold light flew out from his eyebrows, just piercing through a cultivator in the early stage of the Golden Elixir. The other party felt that his body condensed, and his body was extremely difficult to lift his fingers.

Facing the threshold of the late stage of the Golden Pill, the eyes were filled with pious waves. He kept reading countless magic tricks, and the golden runes quickly dissipated, imprisoning Pu Ruhai and others.

In the past, Park Ruhai didn't feel anything about such a small formation and could not enter his sight at all. Now it is different from the past. Seeing the situation being reversed everywhere, he was in a mess. When he touched his spiritual sense and destroyed the formation, an extremely strange scene occurred.

The girl disappeared in an instant. When she appeared again, Lingkong stood in front of Park Ruhai.

"Do you still want to leave? No chance!"

Xiao Mingyue gave the girl, and the task of "Going the Qun and others" was very simple, and she quickly solved the opponent's leading figure.

Shoot the horse first, capture the thief first, and capture the king first, and deal with the opponent's leader. The remaining Rongtian Mountain will naturally be easier to deal with!

The little fist was clenched tightly, his arms trembled, and Xue Qiuwen burst out with all the force. At the same time, the white tiger roared wildly, rushed out from the other side, and rushed towards Park Ruhai.

Xue Qiurong's power is like a stormy wave, and the speed of the white tiger makes people unavoidable. At the same time, facing all-out attacks from both directions, Pu Ruhai's situation can no longer be optimistic.

The stalemate battle completely collapsed after the hearts of people collapsed!

The war cultivator under his command is the elite of the Left Army! He never thought that Xihuo City had accepted it. With his own strength, he could not compete with Guan Muchen. The cultivator in the middle stage of the Golden Pill, surpassing his late stage of the Golden Pill, which made him unbelievable.

Guan Muchen's talent is a reason, and the collapse of all the rear is another reason. The most terrifying thing is that during the battle, the war cultivation of the Ming-word War Camp who rushed forward suddenly burst out with extremely strange power.

In the team of one thousand people, there are at least hundreds of early-stage Jindan cultivation powerhouses.

Can the Ming-zi War Camp really be so powerful? Just replenishing the required equipment is a huge number.

Did he meet Xiao Mingyue’s close personal guards? It must be! Seeing these Jindan masters holding many third-grade and fourth-grade magic weapons in their hands, and even several holding fourth-grade magic weapons, he was stimulated!

How much does it cost?
Chapter completed!