There was a clang, sparks flew everywhere, the broken sword was inserted into a piece of bluestone, and it trembled slightly! There was a metallic reverberation.

The little boy opened his eyes wide and looked high into the sky. There was no one around. He didn't see the four powerful men or the gray-haired old man, only a few ferocious birds crossing the sky.

He pulled out the broken sword with a clang, then looked around like a thief, picked up the big red bird that was being healed, took Qingfeng and Erbald Man and ran away.

This is a treasure. Although it is broken, it can chop down sky-swallowing sparrows and chop Qiongqi. Now that it is back in your hands again, it is natural to put it away carefully, not wanting people in the dark to peep.

After running for dozens of miles, he dropped the big red bird, causing it to scream and flop on the ground.

The little boy was delighted and looked at the broken sword again. It was completely black, without luster, and could not sense powerful divine power, but he knew that it was the most powerful treasure.

"The rust is gone, why are there some dark red blood stains?" He scratched his head, and dark red blood stains replaced the original rust stains.

What happened to Mr. Ghost? He was a little worried. He looked at the broken sword, sighed softly, and carried it on his back.

Now I can't worry about so much. The biggest goal is to escape and save my life. Now there is chaos in all directions. There are shouts of killing and fighting everywhere. If you are not careful, you will die.

This area was very peaceful, but the little boy didn't run away immediately because he didn't want to be the first to do so. Every time he thought he was out of the vortex, scary people would appear to stop him.

Overall, he is still on the battlefield.

The best strategy is to follow the crowd, rather than being the first to attack. It would be better if you can blend in with the enemy group.

"Brother, can we escape?" Qingfeng's face was stained with blood. He saw many lives and deaths along the way, and he also took action and killed several seriously injured beasts.

He was very worried because the distant sound of killing faintly reappeared and the battlefield was expanding. They still could not get rid of it.

"Ouch..."

A deep roar came, the mountains shook, leaves flew in the trees, and a huge black tiger as tall as a mountain, covered in blood, escaped from the battlefield and rushed into the distance.

"That's it!"

The little one was surprised. This was a terrifying black tiger. When Butian Pavilion was selecting disciples, he had seen it in the second battlefield, guarding the Black Evil Lotus.

The black tiger is more powerful than ordinary relics, but it is covered in blood at this time and suffered heavy injuries. The bones on its shoulders are exposed. There are dozens of disciples of Butian Pavilion on its body.

It ran wildly, rushing into the distance, and it looked like it had to pay a heavy price before breaking out.

The little one wanted to say hello, but as soon as he stood up, he saw the black tiger's hair standing on end, standing upright and almost throwing down all the disciples of Butian Pavilion.

"Chi"

A ray of red light rushed up and emerged from a black abyss. It was hundreds of feet long. It was a red dragon, no weaker than the black tiger. It was obviously a powerful ancient relic.

"Bang"

The black tiger reached out with a claw. The runes were densely covered, and the black light surged forward, like a vast ocean. However, the red dragon was fierce and wiped out the runes with a swipe of its tail.

With a roar, the nearby mountain peaks collapsed, and boulders weighing tens of kilograms or tens of thousands of kilograms rolled over. The two strong men met and fought fiercely.

At this moment, a golden lion appeared in the mountain forest further away, its eyes were like lanterns and emitted golden light. It was as tall as a mountain. With one slap, it smashed all the rocks in front of it. There was no way to stop it.

the way.

The little one was frightened. Fortunately, he didn't rush out just now. He really had to follow the rebel army. Otherwise, these two relics alone would be enough to kill a group of masters.

The black tiger's eyes were cold. He knew that he was in big trouble. If two extremely powerful relics appeared like this, he would probably die here if he fought head-on.

Especially the lion, with its golden body, looks like a terrifying king, dominating the world and walking in a grand manner, which gives it a greater sense of threat.

The dozens of disciples on its back were also trembling in their hearts. They encountered a catastrophe that day. There were too many masters, including creatures from all races. It was indeed a catastrophe.

The black tiger roared and collided with the red dragon. Both of them were injured and fell back.

Not far away, the golden lion took action and slapped it with one paw. The golden light flooded the sky and the earth, like a comet streaking across the sky, and the powerful aura filled the air.

In the distance, the little one gasped. This lion was too strong. The black tiger was definitely no match. This was a relic of a royal prince, and it was difficult to meet an opponent unless the ancestors from the pure land came.

Sure enough, Black Tiger also noticed the danger and quickly retreated. However, he was still swept by the golden glow, his body was covered in blood and flesh, and he suffered heavy injuries.

It flew sideways, and with a bang, its huge body crushed a mountain peak. More than a dozen of the Butian Pavilion disciples it carried were severely injured on the spot, and eight or nine of them died tragically, their flesh and blood mutilated.

The black tiger roared, jumped up, turned around and walked away. It was an old lion king, far older than its cultivation years, and was no match for it.

"It's not that easy to leave. I am the Golden Lion King of Xiling Beast Mountain. I am here today to destroy you Butian Pavilion!"

The golden lion said indifferently, its body towering into the sky, higher than the mountains, emitting golden light all over its body, and slapped it, shattering the mountains blocking the front.

It jumped up and chased after the black tiger. The golden light surged and squeezed the sky. The huge body of the king was intimidating and terrifying.

The little one sighed, black tigers are usually more dangerous than bad. This golden lion is too strong. It is one of the leaders of Xiling Beast Mountain. Sitting at this position, it is just waiting for the big fish to slip through the net.

It seems that not all of the senior brothers who went out earlier escaped. There are endless unknown dangers ahead.

"Ouch..."

In the distance, the roar of a tiger shook the sky, and the waves of blood sprayed high. Then the shouts came, and an ancestor of Butian Pavilion rushed there with a group of sects.!

"Beasts suffer death!"

An ancestor fought with the Golden Lion King, and the mountains there collapsed, the ancient trees were destroyed, and the rocks collapsed.

The little boy clenched his fists. The Pure Land of Butian Pavilion was destroyed in this battle, and many people died. However, disciples like him were helpless. After all, they were still young and it was difficult to fight against those giants.

Even with the Broken Sword in his hand, it wouldn't work. He doesn't have enough moral skills to activate it fully, and he can't activate it, so he can't deal with those real princes.

"Walk!"

He took Qingfeng, Erbaluzi and the others and started on the road again. He still did not rush in immediately, but carefully sneaked in the mountains and forests, waiting for opportunities.

After going dozens of miles into an area, the sounds of killing could be heard. A senior brother from Butian Pavilion was roaring with sadness: "Elder!"

The little one saw that scene through the forest leaves. The two elders were burning with all their energy and energy. They self-destructed and rushed towards a group of strong men.

"You guys leave quickly!"

The two shouted loudly, and then completely exploded among the enemy groups with a rain of light impact, severely injuring many enemies.

All the disciples in Butian Pavilion cried out sadly and left with tears in their eyes.

"Ah..." The little one couldn't help but growl.

The group of enemies who suffered heavy losses stopped for a short time and then pursued the group of senior brothers from Butian Pavilion. The little boy couldn't bear it any longer.

With a "swipe" sound, he used the Qiankun bag to take Qingfeng and Erbaldi in, and held the broken sword in his hand and tried his best to activate it.

With a "buzz" sound, the broken sword glowed, extremely bright, shining like a sun. He exerted his strongest strength and swung it forward.

"puff"

Mountains and rivers were torn apart, and several stone mountains were shattered. The huge sword light cut across the front, and several people were shattered on the spot and turned into blood and mud. However, the people behind were able to avoid death in time.

This was a group of strong men with a higher level than him. Among them were humans and creatures of other races. They all looked over, stared at the broken sword in his hand, and killed them together.

When the little boy encountered a huge crisis, he turned around and ran away, quickly disappearing into the forest.

"You can't leave!" A fierce bird flapped its wings and pounced fiercely.

"Qiang"

The little boy used the Kunpeng magic, and a pair of divine wings appeared behind him. In an instant, wind and thunder roared, the wind was mighty, and the golden energy surged. He stepped on the ground, his speed increased a lot, and he disappeared into the wilderness, hiding his whereabouts with the mountains and forests.

This is a big crisis. Even if he possesses the Kunpeng magic, it is still extremely dangerous in an area where there are wars and masters everywhere.

The little boy escaped and walked in blood. It took him more than an hour to get away from the chase. He suffered serious wounds on his body. Fortunately, he was physically frightened. He swallowed a magical elixir and the wound that exposed his bones healed quickly.

"It's so dangerous, but I must escape alive."

He is looking for Mu Yan, Ling Tianhou, Liu Lao, etc. Perhaps only by joining them can he really break out. However, the battle was fierce and everyone was scattered. Moreover, those people must be under special care. I wonder if they are still alive.

.

"If there is really no choice, we can only return to the most intense and terrifying battlefield, risking our lives to survive."

The little boy turned around and rushed towards a very fierce battlefield. As soon as he got close to it, he naturally suffered a terrible disaster, as a vicious beast targeted him.

The little boy fought, bathed in blood, and chose an opportunity. He used Maoqiu's magic to change his appearance, changed into Butian Pavilion's clothes, and blended into the Tuoba people.

He wanted to fish in troubled waters, just get through it, and follow him all the way out.

However, not long after, a powerful sword energy struck him, almost smashing him to pieces. It was a person from the four major clans, and they didn't know why, but they actually recognized him.

"You naughty kid, you're going to die!"

Why was he exposed? The little one was surprised and his hair stood on end. It was a bit like he had thrown himself into a trap.

Fortunately, there were no princes in this area, so he drew out his broken sword and started a bloody battle. Then he escaped as fast as he could and fled into the wilderness again, leaving the main battlefield.

"What's going on?" He opened the Qiankun bag and asked Qingfeng, Big Red Bird and the others to discuss countermeasures.

Erbalzi said: "The four major tribes hate you so much that they hunted you down from the beginning. Although you got rid of them, they must have sacrificed orchids and other things. The fragrance dyed your body, and you can't live without it for a few days."

Disperse to track you."

The little one changed color when he heard this.

Fortunately, the mountain range is vast enough, and there are a lot of people fighting. It is difficult to find someone like this. If he hadn't come back on his own initiative, he might not have been discovered.

On this day, the little boy fell into a great escape and ran far away in the dense forest. Several times he thought he had escaped from the battlefield, but found that there were strong men standing in front of him, so he no longer dared to act rashly.

"While alive, I must get out alive to avenge my brothers and sisters!" The little one gritted his teeth.

On the way, he saw too many corpses, including those of enemies and disciples of Butian Pavilion. There were blood stains along the way.
To be continued...