Qingsong guest didn't expect that in this case, Youming immortal could attack himself. Some of them didn't respond well. Coupled with the strength gap between the two sides, he was caught in the chest by the other party.

Fortunately, the attack of the purple bamboo Piccolo was approaching. Immortal Youming had to devote his energy to resist the attack of the purple bamboo piccolo. The attack power of this claw was insufficient. He only scratched the clothes on Qingsong's chest and left five blood marks on his chest. The injury was not very serious.

In the past, Qi friars have always kept their hands. When attacking, they mainly focus on the open pulse friars. They are more defensive, so almost all the dead are the open pulse friars. Few Qi refining friars are injured. Now they start to fight with real knives and guns, and the casualties of Qi refining friars are inevitable.

Immortal Youming hurt the green pine guest, but was also hit by the purple bamboo Piccolo, which is equivalent to exchanging injury for injury. This has little impact on the casual practitioners of Yuling city. As long as it continues, there will always be a time to kill each other, but for immortal Youming, the situation is more and more critical.

The higher his accomplishments, the more he cherishes his life. Immortal Youming actually doesn't want to do this. He has already had the idea of retreating. Now even friars practicing Qi are working hard, and it's too late if they don't go.

But immortal Youming wanted to escape, but the scattered monks in Yuling city didn't agree. He rushed left and right. He spent nearly half an hour and thought of various ways, which were dragged by the monks.

At this time, the situation of Youming immortal is more serious. The real Qi in his body has almost dried up. The fog on his head is steaming, his nose is panting, his eyes are blurred, and his headache is about to crack. This is a sign that the mental loss exceeds the load. The lamp is almost exhausted from inside to outside.

As for the injury on the body, not to mention that one arm has been broken and reluctantly supported by the other, the wound on the abdomen has been further expanded, and the internal organs have almost been blasted. The two legs are also flesh and blood blurred, and the muscles and muscles are exposed.

The corpse puppet has been destroyed like this and has almost lost its use value. Unfortunately, the damage of the soul sojourn to the yuan God is no worse than the art of seizing and giving up. It is also difficult to refine a corpse puppet again after this time. Even if you can escape alive this time, the rest of the Japanese will have to live in a dark corner.

The situation of the scattered monks in Yuling city was not much better. During the half hour battle, two Qi refining friars died and five were injured, and more than a dozen others in the open pulse realm died.

Counting those who died in the scuffle and those who were killed by Youming immortal before, the total has exceeded more than 200. It can be said that the number of deaths in the scattered repair of thousands of caves has reached half. For many years, Yuling city has never suffered such a great loss.

I'm afraid the whole Kyushu continent can't find a second one. Youming immortal is proud enough. But he doesn't want to die. He really doesn't want to die like this. He still has many years of life and the heaven leading avenue of immortality waiting for him to break through

Seeing that immortal Youming was about to run out of oil and the lamp withered, Sui Hansan friends smiled at each other. Then Zizhu Weng wiped the blood on his face and said with a sneer: "immortal Youming, you are at the end of your rope. At this point, don't you catch it with your hands?"

Chi meisuo scolded: "hum, you are an evil cult of the outside world. You dare to go wild in our jade spirit city. It's beyond your power. You asked for it when you died. You can only blame you for finding the wrong place."

"Ha ha ha, this immortal Youming set a trap to kill hundreds of people in our scattered cultivation in Yuling city. It's an unforgivable crime. We have made such great achievements that I'm afraid even the seven immortal gates will be disturbed. This trip to the thousand caves is really right," said Jia ting.

Yes, after so much effort, more than 200 friars were killed and injured. Now we are finally going to win this nether immortal. The wealth of yulingsui, friar Zhuji and the reward of yulingcheng are right in front of us. Many friars have a smile on their faces.

The complacent smiles of the casual practitioners were particularly dazzling in the eyes of the nether immortal. He gnashed his teeth and said, "let me be arrested? Don't you think it's too early to be happy?"

"When you're dying, talk back hard. Immortal Youming, no one can save you this time." Zizhu Weng said.

Immortal Youming's face changed, and finally his heart was horizontal. He shouted, "you forced me to die. Don't think about it. Wait!"

Seeing the face of immortal Youming, some friars had a bad feeling in their hearts and shouted, "no, he wants to kill. Stop him."

Some friars were not very afraid of this and said disdainfully: "this nether immortal has been forced into this. If there were any killing moves that would have been used long ago, how could it be delayed until now? I think he is bluffing and creating opportunities for himself to escape."

So the field suddenly became a mess. It was not good to feel timid. It had quietly retreated behind the crowd; The brave one attacked first, trying to stop the nether immortal from using his means. Others don't worry, just defend themselves, and then stand behind to watch the excitement; Some people who are ready to fish in troubled waters are secretly rubbing their hands, waiting for the nether immortal to rush to rob the treasure at the first time after he is exhausted.

As for Qingyang, I have seen that the situation is not good. After all, this Youming immortal was a monk in the foundation period. Is it easy to stay in the last killing move? Those who have high accomplishments may also have the means to deal with them. I'm afraid it's bad luck to stay here because of their cultivation on the sixth floor of the pulse opening environment. It seems that the jade spirit marrow really has nothing to do with himself. It's still important for his life, so he also quietly retreated towards the back.

While the nether immortal was talking, he took out a small dark flag from his arms, shook his hand, unfolded the flag, and then retreated again and again to avoid the attack of the scattered practitioners, while reading a series of unknown spells. With the reading of the spells, the color of the flag became darker and darker, and emitted a faint fluorescence, which looked very strange.

Suddenly, the black burst open with a bang, and there was a strong wind in the whole mine. Many monks could not help shaking their bodies and subconsciously wrapped up their own clothes. It seems that in this blink of an eye, I shuttle from the hot sun to the ice and snow.

Eyes can only see some faint fluorescence, but with careful feeling, you can find that each fluorescence carries a group of cold energy, rushing out from the small black flag, and then hovering and dancing in the whole mine cave.

Some of the monks present can also recognize that these fluorescent lights are the original gods of the monks, but because the level of the monks is too low, they can only see a very faint fluorescent light. These fluorescent lights are only available after monks open the shackles of the yuan God and practice. If ordinary people die, it is just a cold energy.