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Above the peak.

Hundreds of disciples from the ancient sword mountain surrounded the surroundings and surrounded the formation that was incomplete.

The so-called formation is only a mass of four or five feet of light that is struggling in vain. Hundreds of flying swords are still as fast as a rain, and murderous intent is tyrannical.

With a crackling sound, the light of the formation that was still flashing suddenly collapsed in a corner.

Senior Brother Gu jumped in the crowd and shouted: "The formation has been broken, and the jade and stones are burned..."

He never suffered a loss when interacting with others. Now he not only suffered a great loss, but also almost lost his life. How could he not be angry? Apart from the thieves, the ancestral formation will be destroyed. In desperation, he could only turn his anger into a roar.

Everyone was excited and tried their best to completely destroy the formation and crush the thieves in the formation into powder.

Just at this moment, a series of tempting crystal lights suddenly flew out from the gap where the formation collapsed. In an instant, they were shattered by the roaring murderous aura. In an instant, the rich spiritual energy floated everywhere.

Spirit Stone? The flashing crystal light clearly comes from the spiritual stones!

Everyone was surprised.

Even Senior Brother Gu forgot to roar, and was stunned for a moment. My family’s five-tale formation still has the ability to produce spirit stones?

Just as a matter of change, spirit stones flew out of the formation again, one after another, one after another, one far or one near, one left or one right, or fell to the ground and rolled, all of which were flashing crystal light and full of spiritual energy.

Everyone was dazzled, and their respective flying swords suddenly slowed down.

Senior Brother Gu reached out to grab it, and there was something on his hand. A shiny, serious spirit stone!

Huang Qi and Liu'er did not participate in the siege, but hid in the distance to gloat. There were too many people and could not get in the way. They stood by and watched. Such a fierce offensive was really rare!

However, when the spirit stone flew out of the formation, Huang Qi's eyes suddenly shone and couldn't help but move forward. Someone had already reached out to pick it up. How could such a good thing fall behind? Someone next to him reached out to stop him and said angrily: "Men are lustful and profit-oriented!" He disagreed, and Liu'er then said to himself: "If something goes wrong, there will be a demon, and it's not too late to wait and see!"

One person went to pick up the spirit stones, and the second one followed suit. In a blink of an eye, the fierce attack disappeared, and only the chaotic figures were snatching each other. The spirit stones were within reach, and they would not be picked up without being picked up.

Meng Hu was attacking hard, and he was about to succeed. The attacks around him suddenly weakened, and then there was chaos. Even the brothers of Baijian Peak could not hold back and competed to participate in the robbery of the spirit stones. He felt something was wrong and hurriedly shouted: "The enemy is about to be captured, and I will have a reward for Baijian Peak..."

It would be fine if he didn't mention the heavy reward, but after he mentioned it, the surroundings became even more chaotic. The bounty of Baijian Peak was only fifty spirit stones, and the spirit stones flying everywhere were no less than a hundred. Which one was more important is obvious at a glance. As for the thief who was already surrounded, could he still escape?

It was convenient for this moment that the light of the formation that was about to collapse suddenly disappeared, and then a figure in blue appeared, looking around and muttering in pain: "My spirit stone..."

Meng Hu saw it with sincerity and yelled loudly: "The thief is going to escape, kill him..."

Before his roar fell, everyone present understood and rushed to launch an offensive, but was a little later.

The cold light flashed in the eyes of the figure in the blue-clothed figure, as if the bloody nature that had been suppressed for a long time burst out. He glanced coldly at the four sides and his figure suddenly disappeared.

The next moment, blood suddenly burst into the crowd and screamed loudly.

It was a black sharp edge, like a black lightning, taking advantage of the attack to pierce into the dense crowd. The disciples of Gu Jianshan realized that the strange and fierce black sword had arrived in front of him, and there was no way to resist it. In an instant, the remaining limbs flew across and were directly crushed out of a bloody path. The five unlucky disciples instantly died, two of them were injured, and three of them were killed.

The situation has risen again, unexpectedly.

The black light had already disappeared, and then a black sword more than meter long flashed suddenly, buzzing and whistling, and murderous aura. Then a faint figure had not yet condensed, and it roared with the black sword. In an instant, another lightning slashed at the crowd. The bloody road was messy, the dead souls were panicked, and the howling was endless, and there was chaos on the top of the peak.

The disciples of Gu Jianshan responded hastily and regretted it.

It turned out that the thief deliberately threw the spirit-spreading stone to avoid the airtight attack. But there was a gap and they took advantage of the situation. Everyone would definitely throw themselves into the mouse and avoid the weapons, and it was difficult to check the head and tail. In addition, the thief's body shape, his body skills were quite strange, and the black sword was invincible. In the melee, the more crowded side suffered a loss.

A black lightning flash suddenly came and went away, completely disorganized, and just rushed around the crowd. Each lightning flashed a path of blood in the crowd. However, in the breathing, more than a dozen people were killed or injured. The chaos continued, and the killing became more and more bloody. The sword lights and blood lights shone together, and the howlings and the roar of magic power came one after another!

Meng Hu led his fellow brothers from Baijian Peak to chase the crowd, eager to stop the opponent, but he was always one step behind and it was difficult to succeed, making him furious.

Although Senior Brother Gu’s injuries have not healed, he is not willing to be outdone. He jumped up and down the crowd. He then saw something strange and reminded him urgently: “Just keep your feet steady, the thief will have no chance to take advantage of it!”

Meng Hu roared with a voice: "But into a formation and defend yourself, don't panic! The disciples of Baijian Peak followed me to block the important road down the mountain..."

Everyone then formed a group of three or five, and the chaotic situation suddenly subsided.

Even so, the black sword light was still elusive. With the sound of flesh and blood splattering, another person scattered on the spot. Under countless spiritual senses, the attackers could not hide. With the loud shouts, the chaotic sword light roared away. "Bang, bang" sounded muffled, and a figure staggered.

Senior Brother Gu shouted at the right time: "Be careful, don't let the thieves escape..."

Wujiu staggered and hovered. The magic sword in his hand dripped a black arc across the corner. He was still murderous and fierce, but he couldn't help but panting like a cow and looked anxious.

Since the spirit stone was thrown out to cause chaos and then rushed into the crowd with flash escape technique, he finally got rid of the predicament of being sieged. However, before he rushed down the mountain, he was discovered through his intention and gradually became difficult to support. Although the flash escape technique is easy to use, it consumes extremely spiritual power. If he is trapped again, he will not be able to recover. Moreover, there are many disciples in Gu Jianshan, which is simply impossible to kill. Using one's own strength to fight hundreds of people, it is obvious that he is hitting the stone with an egg!

"puff--"

Wujiu felt his heart was blocked and he sprayed blood. As a result of this slight delay, more than ten sword lights roared. The disciples of the Gujian Mountain around him were all gathered in groups, ready to wait. He forced himself to shake his body and rushed out in a flash.

In my busy schedule, I had no time to identify the direction. Someone pointed out the key road down the mountain...

On the right side of Longjiao Peak, there is an inconspicuous gap. Under the gap, there is a stone path of a coiled mountain. Meng Hu and dozens of disciples of Baijian Peak have taken the lead and blocked it with their intentions. As long as they cut off their path, they will never escape and die with their opponent's great ability. He was eyeing him, and suddenly saw dozens of sword lights chasing a figure in blue and pounced over. He did not dare to neglect, so he hurriedly took off the flying sword with his left and right.

Wujiu was in a hurry to break through, so he was about to force his way through the siege. Unexpectedly, dozens of sword lights ahead were dazzling, as if they were as murderous as iron walls. He wanted to turn around and avoid, and the pursuit behind him came in an instant.

At this moment of life and death attack, a dull roar suddenly came from a distance, causing the huge Longjiao Peak to shake, just like a big movement that opened the world.

The hundreds of monks on the top of the peak were stunned and couldn't help but look in the sound.

Sure enough, someone exclaimed: "The time has come, the dragon head is opened..."

As soon as he exclaimed, someone shouted angrily: "Defend the enemy..."

I have been waiting for it until now, and the time for Canglong Valley to open has come. But the strong enemy is still there, and it is still far from the moment of relaxation.

Wujiu was moving quickly and jumped up in the air. His whole body suddenly turned into a faint white light and rushed forward. With a "bang", he passed through the dazzling sword light, and then "boomed" to a disciple of Baijian Peak, which actually knocked the other party out directly. He took advantage of the momentum to pass through the encirclement and rushed to the gap at the top of the peak. Suddenly he realized that the casting was too fierce and was far away from the rock path of the coiled mountain, and was hanging thousands of feet away without any support. He was so shocked that he suddenly appeared, kicking his feet and twisting his waist, but he still couldn't stop it. He happened to see a dancing figure in front of him, and he stepped hard without thinking.

The disciple of Gu Jianshan who was knocked away was not singular, and he screamed and fell down.

Wujiu took the opportunity to jump back and fell obliquely. When the cliff approached, a big rock came towards him. He waved his sword and slashed, and with a "bang", he bounced back, and then suddenly fell straight down. Then he hit the stone path with a "bang", and continued to roll down. He finally touched the ground with his feet, but he was dizzy. He hummed and jumped up hard, running wildly.

Above the peak, it was like a swarm of honeycombs exploded, with figures scrambling to one another, and the shining sword lights were as chaotic as locusts.

Wujiu just ran down, taking more than ten feet in one step, turning the stone path, turning back and falling, and then going dozens of feet straight. Although he was in a hurry and embarrassed, he was still smart and light. His flashing figure was like a monkey walking down the wall. And his heart was completely pride, only full of anxiety and deep helplessness.

It feels bad to be chased by others. Being chased by hundreds of feather masters is even more miserable. From the prosperous capital, to the secluded Fenghua Valley, from the mysterious Lingxia Mountain, to the barren desert. To this day, I have to travel thousands of miles and still have to run around, with no end at all. I have no one to help, and my fate is so favorable, but full of evil taste. Humph, I still don’t believe in evil, but I want to see what will happen in the end. Canglong Valley is opening at the right time, and let’s continue to escape...

In a moment, a valley was right in front of you.

Wujiu was still dozens of feet away from the ground, and he could not wait to rush out of the rock path of the wind. Others were in the air, and they stepped on their feet, and they stepped on a series of "bangs" sounds of wind cracks, like a big bird gliding. Then they hit the ground and fell down, splashing a row of grass gravels, and then rushed up quickly and ran wildly.

He remembered the movement of Canglong Valley opening, just ahead dozens of miles away.
Chapter completed!