I, Panda, am super fierce!

When the sorcerer turned his head, the other two also found Si Heng.

The powerful people in the Void Return Stage fought against each other, and they were not in the same place. The place Si Heng chose was right next to Daoist Feiyun.

As the leader of the Righteous Way and the highest level among the monks, the Demonic Way gave him enough respect—sent two Void Returning monks to deal with him.

Immediately after seeing Si Heng, Master Feiyun became anxious. Without thinking about it, he wanted to rush over, but before he could move, he was stopped by another person.

"Hey, where is the real person going?" The person who fought against him asked with a smile.

Master Feiyun was stopped, angry and impatient. While fighting the person in front of him, he had to keep an eye on Si Heng's situation at all times. With one mind and two minds, he inevitably fell into a disadvantage.

Those who stopped him were overjoyed.

Master Feiyun is the strongest among these few people. Originally, the two of them could only have a slight advantage against him, but now they lost to him alone.

The image of that person, if the cultivator who did not know the heights of the heavens and the depths of the earth died in front of this old man, wouldn't he be able to easily solve this serious problem?

Moxiu thought in his heart that the situation was not as good as he expected.

The monk whose arm was cut off by Si Heng only had half his life left in the breath. Although he was two big realms higher, he seemed to have a lower level of cultivation. When facing Si Heng, he didn't fight back at all. Power.

Si Heng tried twice, and felt that there was no threat, and he was not going to delay any longer. He stretched out his right hand and held his five fingers empty. After making this movement, the magic monk in the distance could not move as if he had been caught.

As Si Heng's fingers tightened, Mo Xiu showed a painful look on his face, and the other person saw something wrong, so he hurried forward to help.

This time it was him who was stopped.

Master Feiyun was surprised how his nephew became so powerful, but he recovered after a moment of surprise. The good situation in front of him was hard-won, and he must not be destroyed by others.

Swinging the long knife in front of Mo Xiu, Master Feiyun showed a gentle smile, and said the same words as before: "Where is the ancestor going?"

During the moment when the two fought, the other demon cultivator was already dying. His whole body was twisted into a long strip, as if his muscles, bones, skin and flesh had been broken and kneaded again.

Void-returning cultivators can communicate with heaven and earth, and generally recover from injuries in their minds, which is also an important reason why it is difficult for them to die.

But the current situation has broken other people's stereotypes. That powerful person who stands at the top of the cultivation world is so easily controlled by others.

Moxiu was unwilling to accept this fate, but he was powerless to resist. The law of heaven and earth that accepted him originally excluded him, and any wounds caused by the other party could not be healed. He seemed to have become a weak mortal. Forced to accept the pain inflicted on him by others.

The pain in the body has reached the extreme and I can't feel it, but the soul can't escape no matter what, Moxiu's eyes are blurred, and the others have become blurred shadows. save yourself.

Just help him untie it, as long as he can escape!

Moxiu's eyes were wide open, but unfortunately, his fellow disciple, whom he had placed high hopes on, was entangled by Master Feiyun and had no time to pay attention to him.

Si Heng put on a cold face, gathered his five fingers together, and with a soft sound, the demon cultivator completely lost his breath.

He killed a Void Returning cultivator so easily, but there was not much fluctuation in his heart, and he didn't even bother to take another look.

The moment the monk died, the other two people also felt it. The demon cultivator who was entangled with Master Feiyun's eyes was about to burst, and suddenly repelled Master Feiyun. After breaking free, he flew in the direction of the other person.

The same sect had passed away, and turned into dry bones at a speed visible to the naked eye. Moxiu trembled all over, as if extremely sad.

Master Feiyun at the rear paused when he saw this scene, and did not catch up in time.

The man had been waiting for this opportunity, and taking advantage of Master Feiyun's stupefied effort, he rushed out with all his strength.

Moxiu could see clearly that the cultivator who came behind was a freak, he couldn't even deal with Master Feiyun alone, let alone their teaming up.

His movements were too sudden, Master Feiyun was a beat slower when he started, and in the blink of an eye, he had already disappeared.

He wanted to catch up with him as soon as he took a step, but before he could move, he saw the fleeing man returning to him. He still had a complacent look on his face. When he saw Si Heng and Fei Yun, his complacency turned into terrified.

Moxiu didn't know what happened, but he knew he had to escape!

It's a pity that the people present did not allow him to escape. Like the previous person, he seemed to be pinched by something, his body gradually twisted, and finally died.

Master Feiyun never thought that they would lose their lives so easily, he was complicated and turned to look at Si Heng.

Si Heng just put his hand down, with a relaxed expression on his face, as if he had done something insignificant.

He stepped forward and nodded slightly to Master Feiyun: "Master Uncle."

"You..." Master Feiyun wanted to ask him how he became so powerful, but when he realized that it was not the time to speak, he swallowed all the words he hadn't said, and said with a sigh: "Forget it, time is running out, let's talk again." Go to other friends."

Although the Demonic Dao came out in full force, the number of top monks was also limited. Except for Master Feiyun, who was fighting one-on-one, the rest were fighting one-on-one.

Master Feiyun followed Si Heng, and saw that he always used such a simple move-stretch out one hand, and then clasp with five fingers.

No one can escape from this trick of his, and the result of the fight that has been entangled for several months without any result is decided almost instantly. .

Regardless of the righteous way or the evil way, strength always speaks. Si Heng has proved his strength. From now on, no one will be able to regard him as a simple junior.

Although they didn't dare to ask, they were curious, so after Si Heng eliminated their opponent, the others did not leave, but followed, wanting to see where his limit was.

Si Heng went all the way like chopping melons and vegetables, the more he looked down, the heavier the hearts of those powerful people.

Does such a person exist, and are there any bright days for their other sects?

The last thing Si Heng went to was the suzerain of Guiyuanzong.

Compared to others, the head of Guiyuan Sect seemed particularly embarrassed, because the person he was fighting against was someone else, the No. 1 elder of the Demon Sect.

The Great Elder of the Momen is already at the peak of the late stage of returning to the void, and he is almost able to break through the Dacheng. The two have been fighting for so long, and the master of the Guiyuan Sect has been suppressed and beaten. Although his life is not in danger for a while, he is also seriously injured. Resist without being able to fight back.

The inner mansion was attacked by a demonic weapon, the suzerain's aura oozes blood, his eyes are dark, and the originally clear mana is mixed with some other colors.

Naturally, these changes could not escape the eyes of the Great Elder of the Demon Sect. He let out a surprise, with a surprised expression, and then relaxed the suppression of the Guiyuan Sect Master.

The Sect Master of Guiyuan Sect took a breath and recovered from his injuries, when another attack came over from that side. He was tired of coping, and a few more wounds were added to his body.

Just when he was cornered, the opponent's attack slowed down a bit. The Sect Master Guiyuan raised his head, and what he saw was a face that seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

By this time, how could he not know that he was being tricked.

The suzerain's heart was full of anger, his eyes were bloodshot, and the aura around him became more and more turbid, faintly showing signs of being possessed by demons.

An orthodox monk who becomes a demon will not become a demon cultivator, but will turn into a ruthless killing machine. The common rule in the cultivation world is that anyone who finds someone possessed by a demon will be killed on the spot.

Thinking of the scene of the group of righteous hypocrites killing each other, the Great Elder of the Momen was very excited.

He took a step forward, and the butterfly shadows around him engulfed the Guiyuan Sect Master again.

The scale powder falling from the flying butterflies is highly poisonous and can easily corrode anything it touches.

Half of Guiyuanzong's suzerain's body has exposed bones, and the body has grown new flesh under the restoration of mana, and the new flesh has been corroded again, and the cycle goes on and on.

As time went by, the growth rate of the new flesh gradually lagged behind the rate of corrosion. The Great Elder of the Demon Sect felt that enough was enough, so he took back some of the colorful butterflies.

As soon as the action fell, Caidie turned in a different direction, and the Great Elder suddenly sensed a burst of danger.

He waved his hand vigilantly, and nine skeletons flew out from his sleeves, forming a barrier around him.

The skeleton is green in color, seems to be carved out of jade, each is only the size of a palm, and it looks extremely pure.

It's just that the cute-looking skeleton exudes a strong death aura, and the black aura spreads all over the surroundings. Compared with the jade-colored skeleton, it looks a little thrilling.

After the enchantment was set up, the Great Elder heaved a sigh of relief, and had time to observe the surroundings, and he took a deep breath when he saw it—the heads of the orthodox paths gathered here without even landing.

What happened?What about their people?

The Great Elder's heartbeat accelerated, even if he was powerful, he would not be a match for so many people.

The Great Elder didn't seem flustered under the crisis. He threw out a few magic weapons first, and the magic weapons exploded in the crowd. At the moment when the magic weapons exploded, the recalled colorful butterflies also flew over, surrounded by those people. .

These methods can't do much harm to them, but it's enough to be trapped for a while. The elder moved his face and didn't look at the results he had caused, so he tore open the void and walked in.

The self-explosion of the magic weapon before caused him a little injury, but he believed that the group of righteous hypocrites would not end well.

One step across is thousands of miles away, the Great Elder restrained his breath and hid in a mountain range, and took out a wooden box from the treasure storage.

The box contained the monk's natal jade butterfly, and only confidantes above the fusion stage were eligible to put the jade butterfly with him.

The wooden box sensed his breath and opened automatically, and the moment he saw what was inside, the face of the Great Elder changed instantly.

The jade butterflies that were neatly arranged in rows are now scattered, and after a glance, I can't find a single one that is intact!

How could it be like this?

The Great Elder was a little at a loss. He had prepared for so many years and made so much effort. No matter where he looked at it, they should have an absolute advantage!

What exactly went wrong?His heart sank to the bottom, and he suddenly thought he was dreaming.

He closed the wooden box, and as soon as he looked up, he found that there was an extra person in front of him at some point.

The man was dressed in a black robe and stood with his hands behind his back. He had a handsome face, but there was a row of cyan scales on his forehead, shining a deep light in the sunlight.

The Great Elder suddenly widened his eyes.

He had a good memory, and he took a quick look at all the people, remembering that this person was among the group of people who just came over.

It's just that he didn't take the other party seriously at that time, and he should have died in the self-destruct of the magic weapon in a mere stage of transformation.

It's just that now he's caught up here...

The Great Elder took a deep breath. By now, it was clear who the odd number was. He wanted to avenge his confidant, but subconsciously told himself that he was not that person's opponent.

Then run away...leave the green hills there.

He made a decision in his heart, but the Great Elder put on a desperate posture. The moment he moved, the person opposite also raised his hand.