Sitting and forgetting longevity

Chapter 854 Hunting Field

Before the end of the road, it seemed that a grand hunt was being held. People kept coming out from every corner and rushing down the cliff in groups. Their shouts broke the silence of the mountains and merged into a torrent of excitement and excitement.

The first monk who fell finally passed through the fog layer and appeared in the sight of everyone.

Liu Qinghuan looked over, and at a glance, he saw that the monk's coat was stained with blood, his breath was weak, and he was obviously seriously injured.

However, the man's consciousness is still there, and he has been trying to control his body, but he is obviously affected by the turbid fog, and the mana in his body is not running smoothly, so he can barely control the speed of his fall.

If so, he fell into the deep stream below, and he should still survive.

Unfortunately, just as he passed through the last layer of turbid fog, all kinds of weird things mixed with knives, guns and sticks flew towards him from all directions.

Liu Qinghuan even saw a dear friend round his arm and throw a stone the size of a human head into the sky with just his arm strength!
The stone carried enormous power, like a shooting star and a flying arrow, it struck the monk with a bow, and a big mouthful of blood spewed out from his mouth, and then he was submerged by various attacks.

In the hands of these power-cultivating aliens, even ordinary stones have become lethal weapons that should not be underestimated.

The monk was struggling and screaming, but he seemed powerless, and was beaten so badly that he fell down.

Before he fell into the deep ravine, a big net flew from nowhere, covered his head and quickly recovered him.

All of a sudden, all kinds of yelling and cursing came from all over the mountain, and one person shouted: "What's the noise, it's coming again!"

Sure enough, several monks smashed through the fog layer and fell down.

As a result, everyone had no time to talk nonsense, and they all rushed to their own goals to grab people.

These Qingming monks, who might have had infinite scenery or bright paths, fell into the claws of greedy aliens before they could clearly see the sinister scenery of Zhuoyuan once they were knocked down.

Some people died, some were caught, and some escaped from heavy attacks, but were finally captured by some high-level power masters waiting outside.

The cold wind whizzed upwards from the deep stream at the bottom of the cliff, but it couldn't blow away the boiling blood. It was like a carnival in the end of the world, and everyone's eyes were bloodshot.Some even rushed over from Heishui City to join in the carnival.

Who is right and who is wrong?
Who lives and who dies?
Who is cheering in ecstasy, and who is crying in misery?
The turbid abyss of poor mountains and bad waters cannot grow good flowers, but can only brew bitter fruits of evil.

Inside the chaotic abyss, alien races besiege human cultivators, while outside the chaotic abyss, human cultivators are also besieging alien races.Now and then, it's just the same scene.

Liu Qinghuan stood on the top of the mountain with her hands behind her back, and let out a low, inaudible sigh, which slowly drifted in the wind.

At some point, Fu Bao and the avatar had returned to him, watching the scene silently.

Just when they all thought that this tragic carnival would continue until no one fell down, several figures appeared above the last layer of fog.

Liu Qinghuan squinted her eyes, the lowest cultivation level of these people was Nascent Soul, and the male cultivator in Chu Yi in the middle was actually at the early stage of transformation.

And although they were all seriously injured, they formed an end-to-end sword array, and each of them had a faint light flowing.

However, none of the foreign races who had already robbed the red eyes noticed something strange, and they still threw all kinds of crude weapons in a swarm.

Only this time, whether it was sticks or stones, they were blocked three feet away from several people.

The next moment, a dazzling brilliance erupted from their bodies, and sword energy poured out like a frenzy!

Countless alien races were drawn into this wave before they understood what was going on, and were torn into thousands of pieces by the sword energy in a blink of an eye, and a puff of warm blood mist stained the cold mountain wall red.

And those monks Qingming did not stay where they were, they used their sword energy to clear the way, and quickly broke through the encirclement. Along the way, it can be said that people blocked and killed people, and Buddhas blocked and killed Buddhas, so anyone who dared to come forward was stirred up by the flying sword energy. mince.

However, they were probably still very flustered, so that when they chose to break out, they didn't choose a good direction, and they went straight to the hill where Liu Qinghuan and the other three were standing.

Liu Qinghuan was a little speechless, and as soon as he raised his head, he met the eyes of the male cultivator in Chu Yi who was headed by the other party.

Surprise flashed in the man's eyes, and he couldn't help feeling a little hesitation in his heart, but he saw that other hills were full of people, but this direction had the fewest enemies, and it was the best place to break through.

Moreover, their speed was extremely fast, and it was too late to change direction at this time, so their expressions became serious, and they pointed their swords forward, intending to forcefully kill them.

Chu Yinanxiu whispered something, and the others immediately changed their formations, and the swords in everyone's hands burst into fierce light.

The coldness that had lingered here for many years was swept away, a sword glow fell to the ground like a scorching sun, and there was a strange muffled tremor in the air.

In an instant, the entire Dao Wuya was attracted by the huge momentum, and the people nearby felt as if they fell into the scorching heat in an instant, sweating profusely.

Liu Qinghuan, who was the first to bear the brunt, still looked calm, and the howling wind blew up his clothes, making a hunting sound.

And the avatar beside him suddenly took a step forward, and punched out!
There was a loud "bang", and the blazing sun-like sword energy was scattered in all directions, like brilliant sparks, splashing in all directions.

Several people in the air opened their mouths wide and looked at the avatar in disbelief, their faces quickly turning blue and red.

Although the three people below couldn't see their cultivation bases, it was obvious that they were not able to contend with this blow.

But seeing the man in green below suddenly waved his hand and turned to one side: "Let's go."

Several people looked at him in amazement, but they couldn't be left in a daze at this moment, and many alien races had quietly surrounded him, ready to attack at any time.

Chu Yinanxiu whispered to the people around him, cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist!"

Liu Qinghuan shook her head lightly, and was about to speak when she suddenly frowned and looked back.

Behind him was the direction of Heishui City, and a voice resounded like a galloping thunder, "Don't let anyone leave today!"

A big black bird swooped down from the turbid fog, and its huge wings fanned the wind, blowing up the gray sand all over the sky, making people unable to open their eyes.

Countless alien races fled in panic, and some of the unlucky ones were blown from the top of the mountain and fell into the deep ravine.

Liu Qinghuan's expression turned cold, and a blue light shot out between his fingers, and the surrounding area of ​​several feet was immediately clear and quiet.

The big bird landed on all fours, and a half-shirtless man stood high on the bird's head. His eyebrows were poisonous, his eyes were like the sharp point of a knife, and his movements gave off a cruel and tyrannical feeling.

The man glanced at everyone with disdain, and then looked at Liu Qinghuan with a sneer and said, "Who dares to break my Zhuoyuan rules! If you want to let these people go, you have to save your life!"

Silence.

No one answered, everyone looked at Liu Qinghuan.

Liu Qinghuan seemed to have just realized it, and said inexplicably: "You are talking to me? Isn't Wu Shangya, who dominates the chaotic abyss, who are you?"

　Let me tell you, the author will change the outline if the plot develops later.If they are all guessed, then what's the point, hehe.

　　
　
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