At this moment, Song Yin's eyes were wide open, his hair was flying, and he stared at the scene in front of him.
Six figures appeared in front of him. One of them, wearing animal skins, was strangling his good master's neck. His neck was broken and his body was like rags. He was already dying.
"Hey? Little mouse, is this your disciple? He comes quite quickly." The man in animal skins smiled grimly and was about to use force with his five fingers.
"master!"
Song Yin opened his eyes and white mist rose from his body.
Seeing this, the first three of the six people showed contempt.
As for the Golden Immortal Sect, the only one who is still okay is Jin Guang. However, as the leaders of the Xumi Sect, their cultivation is also at the eighth or ninth level. It is easy for the six of them to deal with Jin Guang alone.
After Zhu Dali lifted the mountain, the six men went straight towards the golden light. It seemed that the old guy had a weak sense of combat, and was captured more easily than expected.
If a sect leader is like this, what can a disciple do
"After beating the old one, here comes the young one? But what's the use of the young one?"
The man wearing animal skin and holding the golden light bared his teeth and said, "I am Zhu Dali from Dali Sect. Hey, if it weren't for your damn master stopping us, I'm afraid Pingdingshan would be gone."
He didn't know what happened to the mountain he had lifted up, but he thought it must be the rat that cast the spell, and that was why he was so easily attacked by them.
boom!
A loud noise was heard, and the man in front was seen stirring up white mist, and his figure roared towards this direction like lightning.
Among the six people, the three in front shook their heads. They didn't even intend to take action. They just stared at the figure in the distance with a joking look.
A person who seeks death,
Bang!
…
"roar!!"
At the foot of the mountain, more than a hundred people rushed in from all directions and rushed towards the village at the foot of the mountain.
"Quick, everyone, get to the top of the mountain!"
This was almost the same time when the mountain fell before. The people in the village noticed it, and Su Yougen immediately stopped people from gathering. When they noticed the movement, Su Yougen made a prompt decision and organized people to go up the mountain.
But the speed of mortals is nowhere near that of these Qi Refiners. One of the Qi Refiners, who was running on all fours, quickly jumped up with ferocious eyes, and headed straight for the head of the last mortal who fell.
The mortal felt the sound of wind and subconsciously turned his head, then he saw sharp nails scratching at him, and despair was reflected in his eyes.
He was a victim of Feishizhai. He had finally come here after going through countless hardships from a faraway place. Many people starved to death along the way, and he also experienced the Pijiamen Incident. He finally had a good life and his illness was cured, but he ended up dying here.
He doesn't want to die here!
"Hey!"
But at this moment, a powerful shout rang out, and its sound was like thunder, exploding in the ears of the Qi Refiner, and obviously causing him to pause. Taking advantage of this pause, the man's eyes seemed to have a flash of inspiration, and his head turned very quickly. He rolled down and crawled to avoid the man's attack.
The Qi Refiner paused in mid-air for a while, then fell straight down, staring at Sun Yougen angrily.
"Mortal, wait for me to skin you alive and tear your bones apart!" he said grimly.
"You don't deserve it!"
Su Yougen stood at the entrance of the mountain road, pointed at them and cursed: "I am the mortal under the throne of Song Yin, the Great Immortal of the Golden Immortal Sect! You evil demons, if you hurt us in the slightest, Song Yin will not let you go!"
That sound can be as loud as it can be.
Those who were rushing over were obviously frozen by the shock.
The sound was so loud that even Su Yougen himself was stunned.
Could he have such a loud voice
"court death!"
The Qi Refiner moved, crawling forward like a cheetah, then jumped into the air, rushing past the other people like a madman, and went straight for the outspoken mortal in front of him.
How dare a mere mortal...
brush!
At this moment, three blood blades flew across each other and came at a high speed from the mountain road, hitting the man in an instant. The blood blades penetrated his body, tearing him into several pieces and falling to the ground.
"We've made it! Well done, Yougen, you've done a great job!"
At the entrance of the mountain road, a voice floated down from the sky.
Zhang Feixuan held a folding fan in his hand and slowly fell from mid-air, causing his clothes and hair to flutter and reveal his broad forehead.
If he had to make an appearance, he could have been more graceful, at least to ensure that his extremely high hairline would not be noticed.
But now is not the time to be particular about appearance.
He didn't know if these people would skin the mortal later, but the eldest brother would definitely skin him!
"Cry!"
A whistling sound was heard from the side, and then a man was seen flying in the air like a ghost, directly passing Zhang Feixuan and rushing towards the mortal at the entrance of the mountain road.
At the same time, on the other side, a man emerged from the ground, grabbed a mortal's foot, and smiled ferociously.
"It's bad!"
Zhang Fei's eyes narrowed, and he flipped his hand, and the magic pestle appeared in his hand.
Bang!
But at this moment, a tall figure fell from the sky, and stepped hard on the Qi-refining practitioner who pounced from the air with its animal foot, knocking him to the ground. The animal foot was like a hammer, crushing his head directly.
The Qi Refiner who was holding the mortal's ankle turned green in the face, trembled, rolled his eyes, and couldn't help but loosen his grip on the mortal.
Beside him, Gao Sishu appeared like a ghost.
"Damn it!"
Wang Qi was baring his teeth at the hundred people in front of him and said, "You've come to my Pingdingshan to act wildly!"
"The energy is generated spontaneously, and the magic power is circulated. This is the third level." Gao Sishu glanced at the man who was shaking all over and gradually turning green. He waved his hand and a cloud of green mist fell. In the mist, the body of the Qi Refiner was gradually melting.
"It's not easy to deal with them." Zhang Feixuan waved his folding fan and looked at the hundreds of people who were blocking the mountain pass in front of him.
There are about a hundred people, all of whom have fluctuations in magical powers!
As for realm, currently we can only see that Qi and Mana are flowing, which is at least the third level.
Seeing so many third-level Qi-refining masters is enough to make one’s scalp tingle.
Moreover, these people are obviously dressed differently and have different methods, so they are not from the same sect!
"May I ask how our Jinxian Sect has offended you?!" Zhang Feixuan asked.
"Hey hey hey"
Six people of different appearances walked out from the crowd, and they seemed to be their leaders.
"I don't know either. The leader wants you to die. It's just right. He has a group of good mortals."
One of the men, who was only wearing an animal skin cloth, looked greedily at the mortals rushing to the top of the mountain. He licked his lips and said fiercely: "Kill you, and those mortals will be ours!"
"If the six major sects besieged your Jinxian Sect, I would commit suicide if I were you."
A thin and small man smiled proudly, pointed at the people around him, and said: "Da Li Sect, Zhen Jing Sect, Wan Ling Sect, Yu Hun Sect, Fei Xian Sect..."
Then he pointed at himself and said, "We, the Kuangfeng Village, have come out in full force just to wipe out your Jinxian Sect! We have never seen such a grand event before!"
"Soul Control Sect?" Wang Qi was stunned for a moment.
Wild Wind Village.
Gao Sishu’s eyes moved.
"Do you two know?" Zhang Feixuan asked.
Gao Sishu nodded: "This sect is very fast, I have studied it before."
"The Soul Control Sect and my method are somewhat similar!" Wang Qi said in a muffled voice: "I have come into contact with a group of troublesome ghosts who are half human and half beast!"
Zhang Feixuan pursed his lips. He also knew the Feixian Sect.
That is a sect in the Xumi vein, they focus on attaining the Tao and becoming immortal, they never argue with others, why did they come to get involved today
Zhang Feixuan was not clear about their methods, but he knew one thing: the Feixian Sect was quite powerful, and was as famous as the Pijia Sect, and its disciples had many magic spells.
This sect alone is enough to give them a hard time, and judging from the expressions of Wang Qizhen and Gao Sishu, the other two sects are also difficult to deal with.
Plus three other sects I haven't heard of.
Looking at the changing expressions of the few people, the disciple of Feixianmen smiled coldly, made a seal, and gathered a huge fireball directly in his hand.
"Our leader is here too. Today, you, the Golden Immortal Sect, are doomed!"
The fireball was thrown and hit them directly.
Bang!