Longevity, starting from being a chicken raising servant

Blood splattered everywhere!

Qin Heng, the golden elixir master who was second only to the sect leader in Dongsheng Sect's internal strength, died quietly like this.

"Master!"

Below, Zhao Feng’s eyes were cold!

However, the waves of attacks coming from outside the formation made it impossible for him to escape. He could only watch Qin Heng's broken body being casually thrown away by the Blood and Bone Holy Lord.

At the moment when the corpse fell, a sword light suddenly rose from the corpse, and then shot towards the depths of the mountain mist at an eye-popping speed. In the blink of an eye, it seemed to be carrying a figure, heading towards another. Direction, fly far away at high speed!

The Holy Lord of Blood and Bone looked back and was about to catch up, but there was a heart-wrenching sound of bones rubbing against his body. Immediately, the bones seemed to have exhausted their strength and fell down one by one.

The figure inside was also revealed.

But I still can't see the face clearly.

boom!

At this moment, the crumbling mountain guarding formation finally could no longer hold on, and the light curtain shattered. In an instant, the Tianmen Sect monks rushed towards the core area of ​​the sect like dense ants.

…

The situation changed so quickly that Wang Yan was overwhelmed.

And that was until a handyman covered in blood and flesh suddenly appeared in Dingjiuzhuang and shrank his body strangely.

He finally understood why he felt something was wrong before.

Even a Qi-refining monk like him, who had the seventh-grade spiritual beast armor to protect himself, almost died when he ran all the way with the help of the top-grade divine walking talisman. How could there be so many monks in the Tianmen Sect and let so many handymen evacuate alive? The core area of ​​the sect?

There is only one possibility, and that is the deliberate arrangement by Tianmen Sect.

But by the time he realized this, it was already too late.

When the Holy Lord of Blood and Bone appeared and the apocalyptic aura of terror swept through the entire mountain guarding formation, Wang Ba's mind went blank.

And when he saw a formation emerging in mid-air and the Dongsheng Sect leader and a group of senior officials retreating decisively, he felt chills all over his body!

These people... were all abandoned!

No, to be precise, when the sect leader took those people away from the sect in the name of conquering Fu State, except for a very few people, those who stayed in the sect were already abandoned.

Of course, Wang Hao did not originally regard himself as a member of the Dongsheng Sect. He was only biased towards the Dongsheng Sect because of Zhao Feng.

But no matter what, he was in the Dongsheng Sect camp, and now that the senior officials had escaped and left them here, they would only end up being swallowed up by the angry Tianmen Sect monks.

boom!

At this moment, the mountain guarding formation finally shattered!

In just an instant, countless Tianmen Sect monks appeared like demons, attacking and killing the Dongsheng Sect disciples!

"kill!"

"Kill a person who is in the early or middle stage of Qi refining and you can get a 'blood pill'!"

"Kill a person in the late stage of Qi refining...and in the early stage of foundation building, you can get a piece of 'Blood Yuanzi'..."

A ferocious sound echoed throughout the battlefield.

Lin Yu and the weak monks around him were completely stunned.

Wang Hao gritted his teeth and looked around, only to find that there were enemies on all sides and there was no way to retreat.

Seeing a monk with a fierce look on his face urging the magic weapon to attack, Wang Hao quickly stretched out the fingers of his left hand.

However, the other party ignored him at all, and Wang Yan could only call out Jia Qi.

As soon as Jia Qi came out, he dodged flexibly, shot out, and pecked out the opponent's eyes!

"Ah! Destroy my body, I will kill you!"

The Tianmen Sect monk's eyeballs were pecked, which actually aroused his ferocity, his magic power rolled around, and the white bone beads on his neck whizzed towards Wang Ba like a barrage of cannons!

"ah!"

Lin Yu on the side screamed!

Wang Yan didn't have time to take a second look. Mana poured into his legs and he tried his best to hide!

Bang bang bang!

White bone beads hit Wang Hao's side one after another. Seeing that there was no way to hide the last few beads, a figure suddenly appeared in front of Wang Hao!

Spread your wings, head and neck forward, in a guarding position!

"Jia Qi!!!"

Wang Ba's eyes widened!

This time, he finally saw Jia Qi’s trajectory clearly...

"call out!"

A sword energy seemed to cut through the void.

Several white bone beads were suddenly cut in half in front of Jia Qi and fell straight down.

The Tianmen Sect monk not far in front of him stood in a daze, and then his head fell and blood splattered into the sky.

"Senior Brother Zhao!"

Wang Ba was surprised by the stern figure in front of him, while Jia Qi shrank his head in fear and hid in Wang Ba's legs.

"There's no time to talk anymore, let's go!"

Even though Zhao Feng encountered a lot of battles at this moment, what shocked Wang Yan was that the opponent seemed to be still unscathed, except that his sleeves seemed to have been burned by fierce fire.

There was no emotion on the cold face, but Wang Yan could feel the ups and downs in the other person's heart.

Unlike himself, Zhao Feng had been in the sect for more than 40 years, but was suddenly abandoned by the sect. Although there was a reason for the incident, it was still a big blow.

What's more important is that now that the mountain gate has been breached, the top brass of the Dongsheng Sect are still alive, but the remaining disciples of the Dongsheng Sect have no way out.

Zhao Feng smashed the head of a ninth-level Qi Refining monk with a sword, and with Wang Yan and several other monks approaching, they fought and retreated.

No matter what kind of encounter you encounter with a monk from the Tianmen Sect, you will deal with it with one sword and never with a second sword.

Seeing Zhao Feng's power, some of the surrounding monks also gathered around him.

Gradually, more and more people gathered behind him, and soon they attracted the attention of the Tianmen Sect monks.

A foundation-building monk came through the air and shot out a series of amazing thunder spells from his palms!

However, what made the surrounding disciples panic was that, facing the attack of the foundation-building monks, Zhao Feng still used his sword.

But the result shocked everyone.

Facing Zhao Feng's sword, the foundation-building monk seemed to have forgotten to dodge, and his head was beheaded by the sword!

"Senior brother, you...have you already established a foundation?"

Wang Hao was also shocked and immediately reacted.

The only one who can cut down and build the foundation is the foundation.

Zhao Feng had no time to respond, he just nodded slightly and cut off the enemy's attack with his sword again.

If gods block, they will kill gods; if demons block, they will kill demons.

Looking at Zhao Feng, Wang Hao had such a profound understanding of this slightly childish word for the first time.

As the remaining Dongsheng Sect disciples were eliminated and captured one by one, the sounds of resistance and fighting gradually faded away.

Zhao Feng's performance finally attracted some people's attention.

A black-clothed monk whose face could not be seen clearly seemed to have great prestige, striding past many Tianmen Sect monks.

There were many Tianmen Sect monks surrounding him.

Enemies on all sides.

There was no possibility of escape.

There was still no emotion on Zhao Feng's face, except for a slight fluctuation when his eyes swept over the black-clothed monk.

He recognized at a glance that the opponent was the true form of the Holy Lord of Blood and Bone.

At this moment, he seemed to have made some decision, and suddenly said: "Wang Yan!"

"Brother!"

Although Wang Hao, who was already a little desperate, was confused, he still replied quickly.

Zhao Feng looked at Wang Yan's embarrassed appearance, and for some reason, he suddenly thought of his former self.

A relieved smile immediately appeared on his face:

"Live well."

After saying that, he suddenly slapped Wang Yan in the palm of his hand.

Immediately, the cuffs were turned up, and a huge iron cage that looked like a prisoner quickly grew in size, and then crashed down, trapping all the monks present in it.

Outside the iron cage, a dark curtain shrouded everyone, making it impossible for everyone to see the outside.

I could only faintly hear Zhao Feng's complicated voice coming in from outside:

"Senior Brother Lu, you are really a fool..."