Countless golden lights fell.

"!"

Although the old cultivator didn't know what these golden lights were, he quickly retreated out of instinct.

Hiss!!

The golden light hit the surrounding stone walls, and above the ground, the hard stone walls, like tofu, were easily cut open.

"It's a good time, so are you going to start running away again?" Yang Jie lost his shot and did not take advantage of the victory to pursue him. He looked at the old cultivator with a sarcastic look on his face.

Arrogant!!

Everyone felt that Yang Jie was too arrogant.

Moreover, the other party actually said that the old cultivator had run away, and the old cultivator was a master of the sixth level of divine power.

How could a master with the sixth level of divine power escape?

"Boy, what are you talking about?" The old cultivator also showed the strange gazes of the people around him and scolded angrily.

He wants very much face.

How could these people know that he had run away?

"Nonsense? Then you dare to swear that you didn't run away, and wasn't your arm cut off by us?" Yang Jie looked at the other party condescendingly.

arm!!

Everyone was speculating before about how the top masters like the wandering cultivator had broken their arms. When they heard Yang Jie's words, the people looked at the wandering cultivator.

"Hmph, why should I swear to a dead person?"

The old cultivator was also a little guilty, but he still killed Yang Jie again and wiped his sickle at Yang Jie's throat.

Purple Qi!!

Yang Jie's body spread around again, trying to avoid the sickle of the old cultivator and then sneak attacked the other party.

puff!!

But the moment his body turned into purple air, he gathered again, took a step back, and bleeding overflowed from his shoulders.

The realm of God!!

The old cultivator directly used the realm of God to break through the purple energy.

The old cultivator is a person of the same level as the God Emperor, although his strength may not be comparable to that of the God Emperor.

But Yang Jie would take some effort to defeat the opponent without borrowing the power of the little Ice Dragon.

"Boy, I see how you can hide, the ghost head is coming!" After the blow succeeded, a ghost face appeared on the sickle of the old cultivator, and he attacked Yang Jie again.

"not good!"

Yang Jie's body was about to retreat, but the moment the face appeared, the sickle was more than twice as fast as before.

Two more knife marks appeared on his body. Although it was just a skin trauma, he was indeed injured. He met twice and was injured twice.

"Master, let me possess it!" Xiao Binglong was also very anxious.

"No, your possession has a time limit." Yang Jie shook his head. Little Ice Dragon could only possess it once a day.

Five minutes at a time.

He doesn't want his trump card to be exposed too early. He will definitely not use this power unless he is forced into a desperate situation.

Because as long as he doesn't use it, it's still his trump card.

"Boy, weren't you very arrogant just now? Why, now you can only run away?" The old cultivator became more and more proud when he saw his attacks getting smoother and smoother.

"Let you, a disabled person, take a few tricks first, so that others will not say that I will bully the disabled!" Yang Jie almost stepped back.

But his body was still hit by the sword again.

"Damn it, you dare to scold me?" The old cultivator looked at Yang Jie angrily.

Although he hit Yang Jie continuously, he did not see fear in the other party's eyes, which made him very upset.

boom!!

Yang Jie didn't say anything, all the injuries on his body were recovered, and the power of his life covered his whole body, and he looked at the other party again.

"What? His wounds disappeared?"

"I didn't see him taking any pills. Is this his physical recovery ability? Such recovery ability is incomparable to even a giant beast in the universe!"

"It's so terrifying. If he can keep his injuries recovering instantly, then he will never die!!"

The people around looked at Yang Jie in surprise.

Yang Jie used Xiaomu's life power, and it was normal that these people did not show up.

"Hmph, it must be another treasure. As long as I kill you, your shield and this mysterious ability that instantly recovers will belong to me! Even if I meet people from the ten major families, I can still compete!" The old cultivator saw Yang Jie's injury recovering, and a hint of greed flashed across his face.

He could feel that Yang Jie had only three levels of immortal strength, and he believed that Yang Jie must have relied on these treasures to deal with him.

It can make a triple immortal cross-level battle against a sixth immortal.

If these treasures belong to him, then he might not be able to compete with the seventh level of divine power, the Eternal Emperor.

greedy!!

The old cultivator's eyes were full of greed at this moment.

"Listen to me, let me go, I'll deal with this kid, you guys, you guys will deal with those people behind him! Kill them and prevent them from continuing to absorb the soul stones. After the matter is done, I will divide one-third of your soul stones at that time." The old cultivator glanced at Yang Jie's behind him.

He not only wanted Yang Jie's treasures, but also planned to ask for those soul stones. Now there are only more than ten soul stones left!

He can't delay any more, otherwise all these soul stones will be absorbed!

Of course, after the battle ended, he would not fulfill his promise, give these people one-third of them, and he would monopolize all the soul stones.

As for these people, they are just waste in his eyes. If they dare to disagree, he can kill them all.

"kill!!"

Those people didn't know the twists and turns in the hearts of the wandering cultivators. When they heard that they could get the soul stone, their eyes turned red in an instant.

They think it's okay to kill those who are absorbing the soul stone. As for Yang Jie, there is no need to worry about having a casual cultivator blocking him.

tread!!

Yang Jie was buying time for Tianyuan and the others. When he saw those people attacking Xiang Tianyuan and others, he quickly retreated.

The Emperor's Sword slashed in the void, and a deep gully appeared in front of them.

"You seem to have forgotten what I said before! Who dares to step beyond the thunder and kill without mercy!" Yang Jie's eyes were very cold.

Whoosh!!

But as soon as his voice fell, the old cultivator's sickle was thrown out again, and another sword light shot towards Yang Jie.

可!!

Yang Jie waved the Emperor's sword to block it, and his body retreated again, and a blood mark appeared on his face, but he still blocked Tian Yuan and the others.

"Mr. Zuo!" Tianyuan and others looked anxious.

"Leave it to me here, you can deal with the old cultivator." Without waiting for Yang Jie to say anything, Fusu clapped the soul stone in his hand.

All the remaining power in the soul stone was absorbed by him, so he stood up directly.

"Okay!" Yang Jie had a headache just now. It was also very difficult for him to deal with the old cultivator while preventing others from attacking Tianyuan and the others.

But now that Fusu has absorbed the power of the soul stone, he can fight with peace of mind. If Fusu can't stop these small fish and shrimps, the other party doesn't need to say anything, just find a piece of tofu to kill him.

Whoosh!!

Thinking of this, Yang Jie killed the old man who was wandering cultivator again.
Chapter completed!