Journey to the West: Save the Seven Fairies at the beginning

"Damn it. Jian Yun said in a low voice.

The black-robed man looked at the hill at this time, and Jian Yun had a little more time to breathe.

Although Jian Yun got such a big opportunity, and even increased his strength countless times, he still couldn't cross the heavenly moat, which shows the gap between the quasi-saint and Da Luo.

He is almost all out of the hole cards, and he can live ......

"Boy!" a

mournful voice crossed his ears.

Jian Yun stiffened, and saw the black-robed man appear behind him at some point.

"You damn !!"

the black-robed man slapped Jian Yun's neck.

Bang!

The huge power tore through Jian Yun's back, and even the flesh and blood all over his body were cracked.

"Wow!" Jian

Yun screamed, and a blood mist burst out from his body and disappeared in place.

"You can't hide!" The

black-robed man reached out and grabbed a bloody man from the air, it was Jian Yun! "You should be damned

!!" "You !! damn it"

The same voice came out of the mouths of Jian Yun and the black-robed man

.

"Huh?" the

black-robed man was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

And Jian Yun slowly closed his eyes, silently thinking in his heart.

"Immortal Slashing Flying Knife. "

Boom ......"

a muffled sound, like a hummingbird spreading its wings, so fast that the quasi-saints can't react.

And the black-robed man was still laughing, laughing.

But he laughed and laughed and fell silently, and his head hit the ground, leaving his body straight and falling to the ground.

Unconsciously, his soul was destroyed!

As the sword cloud fell to the ground, he began to gasp desperately against the sky, and his heart was shocked to the extreme.

Immortal Cutting Flying Knife, this is the

Immortal Cutting Flying Knife! It's extremely fast, everything can be cut!

At that moment, Jian Yun himself didn't react, he only felt that the Immortal Cutting Flying Knife moved for a moment, but it didn't seem to move, but there was a trace of blood in his mind.

"Ha, hahaha......"

Because of the serious injury, Jian Yun's laughter was particularly poignant.

But now it's worth laughing at Jian Yun.

A quasi-saint, even if it is only in the early stages, still dies in his own hands.

At the same time, thinking about the past, Guanyin's palm against himself was light, but it was to completely blow up his body, and this black-robed man, with hatred, should have similar attack power.

But his body hasn't collapsed yet.

"The supreme realm, my sword cloud, has seen it. "

Harnessing the Immortal Slashing Flying Knife, that single knife has already consumed nine layers of Jian Yun's spiritual power, plus serious injuries, he fainted directly at this time.

The other side.

More than twenty quasi-saints rushed to the hill in unison.

Yang Jian and the others were powerless to resist at all, Nezha shot before, and was knocked out by a finger of the quasi-saint, Li Jing hugged his son, and the old tears were rampant.

At this time, Yang Jian's golden armor was shattered, his cloak was scattered, and his face was covered with blood!

The Eight Immortals had already been dispersed.

The four saints of the North Pole were each seriously injured, and their breath was sluggish.

Huachi Saint Monarch Quasi-Saint can still protect himself in the middle stage, but it is also a vain breath and difficult to fight again.

More than twenty quasi-saints made a move, and there was no one to do it.

When they all rushed to the mountain.

Suddenly.

"Boom ......"

thunder shook the sky, and I saw that the blue sky was covered with dark clouds, and the blue thunder light was rushing everywhere, and at a glance, it was as if a quasi-holy tribulation had come.

"This is ......"

Yang Jian and the others immediately raised their heads, and when they looked closely, there was surprise in everyone's eyes.

And more than 20 demon clan quasi-saints all stopped at this moment, and more than half of them were pressed down on their backs, only that one old monster.

At this time, he looked up and muttered.

"Lei Bu Zhengshen ......" "

The first person in the former sect of interception, Zhao Gongming, Senior Brother Zhao, you also came out, it is understandable that Lao Shan came out of the Jinling World, but Senior Brother Gongming, do you still remember me, I am also a member of the sect, please give the demon clan a chance." The

old man's voice sounded, and he saw an old man in a green robe walk out.

And on the heavenly dome.

In the thunder light, a man with a majestic face was slowly poking his head down.

"It turned out to be you, Senior Brother Qiling. A

majestic voice swept down the sky.

"The demon clan is a foregone conclusion, the ancient demon court cannot come out, and the golden crow is already a dead thing.

Below, when the old man in the green robe heard that sentence of Enlightenment Senior Brother, a trace of memory flashed in his eyes.

In ancient times, when the immortals came to the court, the saints did not talk about their hands, they didn't ask about their heels, and they apprenticed by chance, which was a good scene.

Unexpectedly, the once glorious interception of religion ended up to this point.

"Senior Brother Gongming, no matter whether the prince is alive or dead, his body should be returned to the demon clan. The old man pleaded.

On the heavenly dome, Lei Bu Zhengshen looked at the old man and sighed slightly, "For the sake of the past, I shouldn't have stopped you, but after the god tribulation, there will be no more Zhao Gongming in the world, only Lei Bu Zhengshen." The

words fell, and the indifferent expression on the face of Thunderbe Masagami returned, and the rolling thunder and lightning swung out.

below.

"Poof!!"

More than half of the more than twenty quasi-saints bent down and spat out a mouthful of blood.

At this time, they recalled the former existence!

The former first person to intercept the righteousness of the sect, the most lecturer of brotherhood, and even the former elder brother Duobao Daoist, is now inferior to the West Heaven.

But unfortunately, in the catastrophe of the gods, the entire army of the sect was destroyed.

In addition, the saint shot out his twenty-four Dinghai Divine Beads, which is equivalent to defeating the pride of this three-sect righteous person who is counted as the first person.

But no matter what, this former first person of the Three Sects of Righteousness, once he makes a move, he is still the most terrifying existence under the saint.

"Senior Brother Gongming, it seems that Senior Brother is going to commit the following crimes. A hint of firmness appeared in the eyes of the old man in the green robe.

On the Sky Dome.

"If you can repel me, you will take the golden crow. Lei Bu said indifferently.

"Thank you, brother, please advise. The old man in the green robe bowed deeply and kept his posture all the time, as if he was waiting for the answer of the Thunder Minister.

There was a long silence.

"Come on. A hint of emotion appeared on Rakei's face.

Hearing this voice, the old man in the green robe straightened up.

Boom!

The heavens and the earth shook.

Neither of them entered the Void.

I saw a thunderbolt fall from the sky and smashed straight towards the old man in the green robe.

And the old man in the green robe didn't dare to underestimate it, his figure flashed, and he suddenly turned into a cyan unicorn.

Time.

Lei Gong fought against the Qilin, and the released coercive and shocking heavenly soldiers couldn't stay in the air, and countless demon clans hugged their heads and scurried.

Under the collision of the two, heaven and earth are as fragile as tofu.

Until.

"Go in!" came

a low roar, it was the old man in the green robe.

At the same time, the remaining quasi-saints only felt light.

In the next second, everyone rushed to the top of the mountain.

At the foot of the mountain.

After a quasi-saint glanced at him, he was immediately frightened, and the sword cloud boy was lying on the ground, obviously still alive.

But the headless corpse next to him ......

"This kid can fight the quasi-saint, when?" The quasi-saint

was terrified to the extreme, and when he reacted, he was about to kill the killer.

And Yang Jian jumped down violently at this time, and when he saw Jian Yun's injury, his heart shook wildly and

he didn't say a word.

Yang Jian directly fought with the quasi-saint.

At the same time, the Huachi Saint Army, as the only remaining Heavenly Court Quasi-Saint, even if there were a large number of opponents, they rushed over as soon as possible.

Ground.

Jian Yun Youyu opened his eyes and spat out a mouthful of blood as soon as he moved.

Not daring to hesitate, Jian Yun took out the elixir he had signed in before, and stuffed it into his mouth as if he didn't want money.

Soon.

Jian Yun's physical body recovered more than half of it.

This point is also the advantage of having power, the disciples of the three sects are out of the house, they have magic weapons and pills, and they can recover from injuries, while scattered cultivators are poor and white, and they have to hide if they are injured.

Although Jian Yun does not have the support of the three sects, he has a system in his mind.

These hundreds of years of sign-ins have given a lot of good things.

Until the recovery is almost complete.

"Huh......"

Jian Yun regained his grip on Qingping's sword and stood up!