The flame quickly slid across the void and rushed towards the ghost cultivator.

Seeing this, the ghost cultivator changed drastically:

"Pure Yang Fire!"

But the flames were extremely fast, and the five yang spiritual fire passed by. The many treasures above the ghost cultivator made a hissing sound in an instant and quickly disappeared.

The ghost cultivator even wailed and quickly dissipated.

The demon cultivator on the other side was dripping through water.

Putting away the spiritual fire and water, returning to the golden elixir to cultivate, Wang Yuan put away the treasures on the two of them, shining with the escape light, and quickly left.

But at this time, it was obviously too late.

Don't say anything far away.

More than ten lights entering and leaving almost appeared one after another, surrounding Wang Yuan.

Among these more than ten people, several of them had obscure and deep auras.

The body shines even more.

Compared with the previous few people, their strength is not on the same level.

"You all tried your best to surround me and kill me, do you want to be an enemy of Tianhe Sect!"

Wang Yuan's expression was solemn and his murderous intent was irresistible.

The sword of the divine sword above the head is surging.

The twenty-four Jindan stage monks are all late Jindan stage.

They seem to have good strength and a deep breath, but there is no one from a large sect. But in fact, Wang Yuan also knows that most of them are from a sect.
Chapter completed!