Eternal Tranquility

With just one mask, Liu Qinghuan had already killed a golden elixir cultivator from another world.

The body of the slain female cultivator fell down like a kite with broken strings. Liu Qinghuan held the Jingwei sword in one hand and followed the forward momentum and turned again, narrowly avoiding a sudden attack of golden feathers!

He looked behind him and saw that the golden feather was flying from nowhere, and he couldn't distinguish it for a while. Because at this time, the airspace is full of monks fighting together, and spells and magic weapons are flying all over the sky. This makes people not only guard against their own opponents, but also be careful about other people's attacks and stray arrows.

From the black hole in the sky, monks from other worlds are constantly rushing out. Most of them are low-level monks. Those Qi-training and foundation-building monks are completely unable to resist the powerful pull of the gravity circle. No matter how hard they struggle, they can only fall into the abyss like stones. .

They were shouting loudly in an unintelligible language. Liu Qinghuan even saw some monks from another world trying to climb back into the black hole, but they were unable to get close to them as the monks kept rushing out.

The battle above the Golden Core can only be pulled away from the front of the black hole. The entire Qianye Mountain Range has completely turned into a battlefield. Liu Qinghuan saw Yun Zheng not far to his left, full of sword energy, and a man covered in black. The guy in the robe was having a great time. Second senior brother Ji Yue could not be found. The sky was a mess and it was difficult to find anyone.

He shuttled quickly among the crowd, his fingers of heaven and earth flew out one after another, and the green bracelets on his hands turned into green shadows all over the sky. He forced back an alien monk who was about to attack the female Golden Elixir cultivator of Baiyun Mountain and rushed to the vicinity of Yunzheng.

Seeing him coming, Yun Zheng suddenly burst out with fierce sword intent and forced the black-robed monk back. Then he raised his eyebrows: "What are you doing?"

Liu Qinghuan's eyes shone brightly, and the Jingwei Sword flashed past him. A low cry was heard in the void, and a figure staggered slightly and fell out, spinning around and about to escape into the void again.

Yun Zheng understood immediately and his face darkened. He was touched behind his back and didn't notice it. This person's escape skills must be very good.

He looked into Liu Qinghuan's eyes and snorted: "Back there!"

Liu Qinghuan responded, and the blue-purple sword light turned around, forcing the man to be unable to escape again. The small tower had already flown behind him, blocking the sword light that came from nowhere!

And as soon as Yunzheng stamped his feet, blue frost immediately appeared, spreading to the man's feet and climbing up his legs like a growing branch in the blink of an eye!

The force of escaping into the void was interrupted, and the man showed a ferocious smile. His legs suddenly thickened a few times with a shake, and he broke free from the shackles of the frost amidst the sound of cracking ice. He raised another hand, and saw that the hand was purple and black, and suddenly stretched more than three times, grabbing Yun Zheng's back!

The black-robed monk on the other side would not give up this great opportunity. He murmured a few words to the man. A hook-shaped magic weapon entangled Yun Zheng's sword, making him completely useless.

Liu Qinghuan jumped up, Yun Zheng gave way tacitly, and the two of them changed positions instantly.

The purple arm had been grasped in front of him, and the long pointed nails went straight into Liu Qinghuan's eyes. The fierceness made people feel chilled.

Liu Qinghuan tilted his face expressionlessly, and a little gray light flew out from the center of his eyebrows. It turned into a small sword and slashed through it. The sharp armor and half of his wrist were neatly cut off. At the same time, his hand was filled with green light and he grabbed it. arm.

There was a trace of surprise on the man's face. He looked at the sudden appearance of the small gray sword, the blue-purple sword light that flew back out of nowhere, and the small tower not far away that separated the attacks of others. Became frightened!

His outstretched arm trembled like a snake and slipped out of Liu Qinghuan's grasp. At the same time, he took out a black piccolo and brought it to his mouth to blow.

A hissing sound came from Liu Qinghuan's ears, like needles piercing his consciousness!

With a sharp look in his eyes, he counterattacked with the whip of consciousness. The man's whole body froze as if he had been hit hard, and even his retracted arm slowed down.

But what surprised Liu Qinghuan was that a white light emitted from the man's chest, and he recovered with a shake of his head. There was fear and deep alert in his eyes, and he screamed the next moment!

Just because Liu Qinghuan took advantage of his momentary daze and swung down the sword of life and death, the long purple arm was cut into two pieces.

The man screamed and finally withdrew his half-remaining hand. His body swayed and turned into a black shadow. He dodged the Jingwei sword that shot through the air again, and suddenly rushed to Liu Qinghuan's side. A streak of blood came from his mouth. fly out.

Liu Qinghuan's heart trembled. The bloody time was extremely sinister, and it also contained resentment that seemed to have been accumulated for hundreds of thousands of years, so he did not dare to accept it forcefully. The small tower blocked him, and he flew out.

Fights between monks often involved several moves in an instant. Here Liu Qinghuan was fighting with that person inextricably, while over there Yunzheng finally dealt with the black-robed monk and came back to help him.

As a result, Liu Qinghuan's pressure was greatly reduced. When the other party saw Yun Zheng coming, he wanted to run away without saying a word. How could the two of them give him this opportunity? They blocked him one after another with tacit understanding, and finally killed him after another battle.

After the fight, Liu Qinghuan had time to speak: "This person is quite extraordinary. If people from other worlds are so powerful, it will be difficult for us to win."

Yun Zheng didn't answer, and stretched out his hand to grab the man's body.

Liu Qinghuan was surprised: "Huh?"

Yun Zheng rolled his eyes, pulled off the storage ring on his body, and said, "Trophy! I just saw you kill a woman, and you didn't even pick up the trophy!"

Liu Qinghuan twitched the corner of his mouth, pulled his arm, and the two of them passed a flying spell: "It's time, you still have time to think about this!"

Yun Zheng said dissatisfied: "Are you stupid? These monks from other worlds may have something that we don't have here. You don't know how to seize such a great opportunity! Besides, they must have jade slips and books on them, let's say You may not be able to find out which realm they belong to.”

"Okay, okay, I understand." Liu Qinghuan said, remembering the white light on the other person's chest when he used the Whip of Divine Consciousness before, so he put his hand into the man's clothes in disgust, and pulled out a palm-sized Round mirror.

Yun Zheng came over and took a look: "Hey, is it a mental mirror?"

Liu Qinghuan took a look at it and threw it to him: "It should be able to prevent other people's spiritual attacks. You can keep it."

Yunzheng happily caught it: "That's good. You don't need this anyway, just give it to me."

He then threw the ring he took from the man's hand to him: "The others are yours."

Liu Qinghuan was not polite to him and caught it and put it away.

The two of them only exchanged a few words and soon got involved in a new battle.

At this time, the entire Qianye Mountain fell into chaos. Death and screams could be seen everywhere. No one cared about the life and death of the people around them. The beating was so severe that they didn't even care about their own life and death.

As more and more cultivators from other worlds rushed out of the space channel in the sky, the pressure on Yun Mengze's side also increased.

When they gradually couldn't hold it any longer, a new order finally reached Liu Qinghuan's ears: "Everyone retreat to the first city wall!"