The war is about to start.
Qin Tian hid behind a pile of rubble, staring at Yang Han and the others, Maomao also pretended to squat, his blood-red eyes turning back and forth, guarding his surroundings with excitement.
The two groups seem to be aiming for the same goal.
And there was a lot of hatred between them, and they started to fight without saying a few words when they met. It is estimated that the hatred is as deep as the sea. Seeing Yang Han's action, Qin Tian's heart tightened and secretly said: "The fifth level of refining is so strong. The power contained in a random move seems to affect the world."
"Fight, fight, it's best to die."
Qin Tian was gloating in his heart, and did not intend to show up, hiding in the dark and watching the changes.
"I'll say it again, let Lao Tzu stay away if you know it, otherwise..." Yang Han sneered a few times on the cold face, and said sinisterly: "Otherwise, don't blame Lao Tzu for beheading you one by one..."
As soon as the words fell, Yang Han shook his fan, and his white robe suddenly bulged up, murderously aggressive.
Everyone was startled, and Nangong Yan looked at Yang Han in surprise.
The disciples in the Thousand Machines Sect are not allowed to kill each other. If a weapon fight occurs in private, the law enforcement hall knows that no matter who it is, it is absolutely impossible to escape heavy responsibility.
This is also the reason why Yang Han has not dared to make a killer for many years.
However, in the Kunlun Mountains, monsters are rampant and dangerous. It is normal to die a few people, but he can't guarantee that he will be betrayed by his own people. Nangong Yan is an unstable factor.
Otherwise, he had already started to kill Lin Yan and the others.
Lin Yan, the gate ruler of the Thousand Machine Sect, naturally knew that the aura on Yang Han told him that he was really murderous and had to be cautious.
Without waiting for Lin Yan to speak, Chang Feng said angrily, "Come if you have a seed, I have never been afraid of you, my disciple, what about the Qingtian faction? I don't believe you can cover the sky with one hand in the Thousand Chance Sect."
"Kill us, I don't believe you can escape the piercing punishment of the law enforcement hall on the 7th and forty-nine days."
Fang Kui and Xue Dingshan are ready to go. The sharp weapon in their hands reveals the heat wave streaks of qigong. If Yang Han does it, they will pounce on it with all their strength.
The two looked around and suddenly found that Yi Qianhan was missing.
"Gee, gee, gee..."
"Rumble..."
The earth trembled violently, and the ground suddenly and slowly cracked, and blood mist continued to rise from the cracks, and the blood mist rose up, and a corpse smell diffused. Then, the earth bulged and sunk again, turning over and over. , There is constant power surging upward under the ground, trying to break free of some kind of restraint.
"not good."
"Who moved the eyes?" Yang Han yelled, and immediately retreated dozens of feet, protecting his mind, holding his breath, and staring at the formation that was about to burst in the ruins.
"Qianhan, Qianhan..."
Lin Yan shouted anxiously, looking at the strength of the formation method getting weaker and weaker, the dead king who suppressed for a thousand years broke out at any time, but at this time lost Yi Qianhan's figure, as the captain, his heart became anxious.
The formation red light flashed, and the red blood kept coming out. There was a wisp of beautiful shadow in the eyes of the formation. He slightly raised his head and looked at Qin Tian who was hiding in the dark. The expression in his eyes was murderous.
Just now she tried to draw the Thousand-Year Corpse King while others were not paying attention, and then fled the scene. Unexpectedly, she rooted at her feet and couldn't move. Clouds of blood mist wrapped around her legs, and her face showed anxiety. color.
"This blood fog is weird."
Qin Tian stepped back subconsciously, staring at Yi Qianhan who was struggling violently, and said in his heart: "It looks like a big monster is buried underneath, I have to be careful."
Maomao trembled all over, hiding behind Qin Tian in fear, not daring to look at the formation.
"help me… "
Yi Qianhan's face was pale, the blood in his meridians was surging, and all the blood in his body was constantly surging under his feet, and there was intense pain under his feet. Looking at Qin Tian, he finally let go of the cold arrogance in his heart and called for help. Up.
The scope of the blood mist dispersion became larger and larger, and the entire ruins were surrounded by the blood mist, and I looked down on what was happening inside, but there was a powerful force that was constantly expanding, and the hostility released was frightening.
"Save or not?"
Under the law of breath, Qin Tian could clearly sense the change of Qi and blood in Yi Qianhan's body. He was now sure that Yi Qianhan's feet were definitely pulled by the monster, and he was sucking the blood from her body.
"I'm not familiar with her, so why save her?"
Qin Tian was about to leave, but Mao Mao bit his trousers, and Mao Mao hummed nonsense, meaning Qin Tian naturally understood.
Let him save the girl.
"I can't protect herself, so go to save her? If you can, you can save..."
The monsters under the ground couldn't even sense the laws of his breath, which even showed that the opponent was strong enough to resist the laws of invasion, and he was only the fourth level of Spirit Gathering. What could be able to save people
Life-saving matters.
Maomao glared at Qin Tian fiercely, and rushed out frantically...
I was shuddering just now, and now I am fearless. Do you see that people are beautiful and your desire to save the beauty with heroes, or is it really the heart of a bodhisattva of great compassion and compassion? Qin Tian was puzzled.
"Damn, what kindness do you have from a low-level monster beast?"
"Mother, I will be killed by you sooner or later."
Qin Tian gritted his teeth, stepped out, and quickly interspersed with Yi Qianhan with his breath induction. At this moment, Mao Mao had already jumped into his arms and hid, and Qin Tian despised it fiercely in his heart.
You want to be a hero even if you have the guts? Be a bear.
The dragon elephant Taixu Sutra suddenly moved up, and the blue dragon made a dull sound of dragon chants. The old idol was a divine beast that suppressed demons and ghosts. A string of dragon chants sounded, and immediately suppressed a lot of blood fog, the sound of idols. After trampling out, the blood mist was pressed down a lot.
Qin Tian exercised Qigong with both hands and used the supernatural power of the dragon elephant to slap Yi Qianhan's feet with a palm. The power of the dragon elephant instantly penetrated, and the blood mist that had engulfed Yi Qianhan disappeared immediately. Qin Tian picked up. Yi Qianhan quickly evacuated.
"Oh..."
Qin Tian rescued Yi Qianhan, and completely destroyed the formation eye with a palm, destroying the formation eye, the formation force immediately disappeared, and the thousand-year corpse king suppressed below struck with all his strength and broke through the ground...
With a loud roar, all the blood mist around the ruins was quickly sucked into the body of the corpse king.
Immediately afterwards, the whole body of the corpse king was extremely dark red, flashing red light, and his whole body was full of explosive power.
Qin Tian jumped out several hundred meters, looked back, and said dumbly, "Fuck me, BOSS!"