Three figures, like lightning, cut through the sky, and like meteors rushing to the moon, quickly rushed back from the volcanic island to Baiwan Village.

A distance of more than three hundred miles is enough for monks to have dozens of breaths.

If the cultivation power is deeper, the shorter the time it takes. As strong as Yun Chong's true deity, it can almost be said to be in the blink of an eye.

Even the current thunder tribulation clone of Yun Chong Zhenren is about to collapse and is at the end of his strength, his speed is not slower than Lin Xuan.

Just rolling up the girl Chen Qiqi again, Yun Chong's speed was discounted, but he could still keep up with Lin Xuan's footwork and quickly rushed towards Baiwan Village.

At this time, Lin Xuan was crazily burning the magic power in his body, thinking nothing, and just wanted to cross the hundreds of miles away and return to Bai Nuan.

Although he didn't know what was going on.

But Jing Wuming's appearance and the disappearance of the Spirit Turtle King were like a gloomy dark cloud, covering his heart and lingering.

Jing Wuming's sudden attack and the disappearance of the Spirit Turtle King are not only a coincidence to be passed by. Lin Xuan felt even more and more uncomfortable.

Feeling Lin Xuan's anxious thoughts, Chen Qiqi following behind her couldn't help feeling a little melancholy.

Lin Xuan rescued her from the dungeon, and she couldn't say she liked the words she said.

But now, seeing him so desperate for another woman, her heart felt like she had knocked her over a bottle of five flavors, and she felt nothing.

But she also knew that now was not the time to be a little bitch, and what the appearance of the blood demon descendant Jing Wuming represents is better than anyone else.

Yun Chong Zhenren said nothing. It was not that he was usually taciturn, but that it was very difficult for him to use his magic power to maintain the incarnation of the thunder tribulation without collapse.

If he was distracted from speaking, perhaps the entire thunder tribulation incarnation would disappear immediately.

There was nothing to say along the way, and a few people were rushing to the sky in just over ten days.

Just as Lin Xuan was worried, this blood light did not cover Baiwan Village, but was inside the dilapidated fishing ground.

The blood-colored barrier is like a huge egg, and countless blood lights shine the bright white moon into a bloody moon.

Seeing this scene, Lin Xuan became more and more anxious, and he urged the three-phase power in his body to rush towards the fishing ground even faster.

...Jing Wuming's killing move came, and countless ghosts made trembling crying sounds. This kind of magic sound, ordinary people would be captured and died on the spot when they heard it.

Ordinary monks are also unable to resist. When they are filled with the demon sound, they cannot control their bodies freely.

Not to mention, there are many tadpole-like large array runes in the ghost shadows. These runes composed of Jing Wuming's essence and blood have turned into chains and headed towards Bai Nuan Lock.

Jing Wuming’s original deity attacked Bai Nuan’s other half of his body with a thunderous momentum.

Seeing that Jing Wuming was about to succeed, Bai Nuan gritted her teeth and was unable to turn the world back.

A figure came first, and punched Jing Wuming far away! Then, before Jing Wuming's body had landed on the ground, suddenly, snow began to rise in the formation.

The snowflakes fell on the ghosts and frozen the ghosts in an instant! Bai Nuan looked at them again and again. Jing Wuming, who had flew backwards, had turned into an ice sculpture, trapped in the ice and snow! "Kill!"

Behind her, a sharp sword flew out with a loud shout.

The sharp sword flew over Jing Wuming's body blocked by ice and snow. Countless snowflakes condensed. In the blink of an eye, the outer layer of the sharp sword was wrapped with layers of ice.

Although it is ice, its sharpness and sharpness are not diminished at all.

If anyone underestimated this ice blade, he would have to pay the price of blood! The three-foot Qing Peak instantly turned into a huge ice sword two-story high, slashing Jing Wuming at the head with thunder.

The sword light was set against the blood light, accompanied by countless snowflakes falling. The snowflakes were as light as nothing, but fell on the ground and actually cut a thin hole in the stones on the ground! Bai Nuan was surprised and looked closely and saw that the person who took action was the two men, the two men and one woman who had hit Jiuchuan Qixiang before but did not fall down.

The one who punched Jing Wuming was a gentle man like a scholar. He was young and had the ability to practice out of the body.

Zhuang Wenxing relieved Bai Nuan, closed his fists, nodded at her, with a kind smile on his face.

Bai Nuan nodded in a panic, and at the same time she was a little grateful in her heart.

But if she knew that the scholar who saved her at a critical moment was Lin Xuan's other enemy, Zhuang Wenxing, who was born with a Taoist body, wouldn't know what he would think?

The one who draws the sword is Wu Yucheng.

After receiving the inheritance of Senior Xiao Cangtian, Wu Yucheng's swordsmanship has reached its peak.

The Qingfeng Sword is also a relic of Senior Xiao Cangtian. The Xuan Tong Sword with an ancient style is called Qingyun, which has the ambition of Qingyun.

The heavy snow in the field was the exquisite peerless sword technique that had never been born, and the momentum of "Night Snow Covering the Nine Provinces".

This is a sword technique created by a generation of sword immortals, Xiao Cangtian, who has been practicing for three thousand years, and has been presented to the world for the first time.

"Devil, die!"

Wu Yucheng gritted his teeth and shouted angrily, and his magic power surged out.

Countless snowflakes freeze all things and come to life.

If you slash with one sword, it will be a foregone conclusion! The edge of the Qingyun sword is wrapped in countless ice and snow, and it is slashed with great force and powerful force, like falling thunder.

Waslala... I sensed that the master was in danger, all the blood patterns in the entire blood-removal array immediately turned into chains, quickly wrapping up the Ice and Snow Green Cloud Sword.

KAKAKAKA.

The sharp ice layer covering the Qingyun Sword was peeling off layer by layer, and the chains were wrapped around it was just these ice and snow. The real Qingyun Sword still did not receive any obstacles.

The blood-patterned chains shook all the ice layers outside the Qingyun Sword, but the Qingyun Sword had no decline and was still slashed.

Seeing that he was about to succeed, Jing Wuming, covered by ice, broke free with a click! Bang! Countless splashes of ice and snow, Jing Wuming was able to dodge the deadly sword with a slight difference.

However, he did not escape. A cold touch came from his cheeks. He subconsciously reached out and touched it, and then he felt the slippery blood all over his hands.

It turned out that he avoided the fatal blow of the Qingyun Sword, but he did not escape the flying ice and snow all over the sky.

Not only his face, but several places on his body were cut by snowflakes.

These snowflakes were extremely cold, which directly paralyzed the pain of the wound, so that Jing Wuming turned over and avoided the Qingyun Sword, and was scraped into blood by the snowflakes without knowing it.

"pity!"

When Zhuang Wenxing saw this scene, he couldn't help but shake his head, saying it was a pity.

Just a little bit away, the Qingyun Sword could kill Jing Wuming.

On the other side, Wu Yucheng was also panting, and the Qingyun Sword flew backwards. He leaned on the sword and gasped heavily.

This move is the strongest attack that Wu Yucheng can currently use in "Night Snow Covering Nine Provinces".

The magic power consumed by this move was so huge that with his current magic power, he could only use it twice, and his body was empty.

I didn't expect that a move would not work, so I was avoided by Jing Wuming at a critical moment.

Although it also caused some damage to him, it was far from his initial expectations.

"I thought it was who it was, it turned out to be you.

"Jing Wuming was covered in blood, but he was as if nothing had happened. He stuck out his tongue and licked the blood on his face.

He glanced at Wu Yucheng, with some surprises on his face, but more of a contemptuous expression.

"That palm last time didn't kill you. Your life is so strong."

Obviously, Jing Wuming had recognized the two people in front of him.

It was when he spread rumors that he deceived hundreds of monks and used the blood smear technique to refine blood pills to break through the two late-awaited young monks when they were in the Nascent Soul.

At that time, he had just broken through, his strength and breath were unstable, and he committed such a big thing, and he was no longer able to chase and kill the two of them again.

Although Zhuang Wenxing's cultivation is not as good as Jing Wuming, his magic power is strong in his body, and he escapes like a perpetual motion machine.

The two of them escaped from him and broke into Taohua Valley by chance and became a girl Taoxi.

Now it is said that the enemies are extremely jealous when they meet. Wu Yucheng is burdened with the hatred of killing his master, and he wishes that he can get rid of Jing Wuming quickly.

However, although Jing Wuming was surprised that these two young monks grew up so quickly, they did not take it seriously.
Chapter completed!