Tianhai Xiantu

Demonic space.

Nine Nether Demon Cave.

Li Qing is using Kunpeng's secret technique to escape quickly.

When he saw the powerful Shadow Clan man, he suddenly raised his arm and stabbed his chest with a dagger.

Li Qing's heart involuntarily began to erupt with a throbbing that made him tremble.

It was like an unimaginable crisis began to arise.

At some point, the shadow behind his escaping body began to condense suddenly, and a black shadow appeared behind him.

The shadow was like Li Qing's own shadow, without a trace of breath, but it suddenly acted like a strong man from the Shadow Clan.

A black dagger shadow also appeared in Li Qing's own shadow hand.

The next moment, Li Qing's own shadow held the dagger mark and stabbed towards Li Qing's back heart.

"not good"

Li Qing's expression changed drastically.

While escaping, he also instantly discovered this strange scene.

At this moment, his heart seemed to stop beating.

An unimaginable crisis enveloped it.

Because the incident happened suddenly, Li Qing had no time to react.

Under the crisis of life and death, the power of Kunpeng around Li Qing began to suddenly light up with green light, the Thunder Spirit Art in his body was running wildly, and the raging purple thunder power spurted out from the spiritual orifice.

The ancient scales began to condense automatically at the same time.

In Li Qing's horrified eyes.

The shadow had already stabbed the black dagger mark into his back.

Tsk!

The black dagger came into contact with the defensive power of Kunpeng's power.

But the offensive from the Shadow Clan was very strange. The power of the black dagger mark was like nothingness. After encountering the power of Kunpeng, the two did not have any collision. The power of the black dagger mark dissipated directly, and the next moment he was approaching Li Qing again. It condensed at the position of his heart, and then stabbed towards Li Qing's heart.

"No"

In the desperate situation, Li Qing roared in his heart and tried to dodge, but the black dagger had already fallen.

Click, click, click!

The protective scales of the dragon-armored body began to shatter.

Taking advantage of this moment, Li Qing forcibly changed his figure.

Poof!

A black dagger mark pierced Li Qing directly from his back.

Turbulent blood and essence erupted freely along the wound.

ah!

Li Qing let out a low roar of pain.

He only felt a pain that was tearing him apart and running through him like a huge wave rushing into his heart.

Li Qing's whole body began to tremble.

The huge pain made his soul tremble. At this moment, the powerful mind forged in many years of practice and struggle allowed him to react quickly.

Li Qing endured the tremendous pain and allowed himself to regain consciousness.

The condition of his physical injuries suddenly appeared in his mind.

The wound from the dagger that penetrated his body could be said to have passed right through his heart, narrowly missing his heart.

The terrifying injuries made him tremble in his heart.

You must know that he is not a Nascent Soul monk. Once his heart is penetrated, it will be difficult for him to suppress such injuries without anything to protect his life.

As for whether the soul can be hidden in Zhenhai Pearl to avoid the outcome of such a gamble, it is still unknown.

This was because the defensive power of the dragon-armored treasure body bought him some time at the most critical moment.

The next moment, Li Qing saw that the black dagger mark began to melt slowly, turning into a special black mist and spreading towards his body.

ah! ah!

At the same time, two screams sounded again from the other side.

I saw two Nascent Soul cultivators from the Yin Corpse Sect crying out in pain at the same time. They also had a black dagger mark inserted into their chests.

"no!"

Protector Mo Yun of the Yin Corpse Sect shouted with fear on his face.

He began to desperately use the power of the Nascent Soul, trying to suppress his physical injuries, but the dagger had already pierced his heart. At this time, the black dagger mark had begun to dissipate, turning into a kind of black mist. The power spread towards Protector Mo Yun's body.

The wound above the heart began to expand rapidly, and it seemed to be falling apart.

Essence and blood began to flow out of the blood hole in his chest.

In Mo Yun's dantian, Nascent Soul suddenly mobilized a force to surround his severely injured heart. That force was forcibly suppressing the injury. In addition, more majestic power and mana emerged from Nascent Soul. , he wanted to expel the black mist and obliterate it.

The next moment, when the two forces met, the black mist began to slowly merge with the mana in his body.

For a moment, the magic power in Protector Mo Yun's body seemed to be frozen, unable to flow through his meridians.

The remaining black mist spread toward his Nascent Soul.

Protector Mo Yun had already felt the crisis of his death, and he began to struggle desperately for the last chance.

The injury to the heart is fatal for a low-level monk, but for the Yuanying monk, there is no chance of remedy. He knows that abandoning the physical body immediately is a better choice, but it is difficult for him to make this choice for a while.

Abandoning the physical body means ruining his future path, and it will be difficult for him to continue to peek at a higher realm throughout his life.

Just when he was struggling.

The nearby mid-Nascent Soul powerhouse Duanmu Temple was obviously more decisive.

A black stream of light quickly flew out of Duanmu Temple's body, and the black demon infant, which was about an inch in size, flew directly out of the body.

The Nascent Soul of Duanmu Temple was full of anxiety and shouted towards Protector Mo Yun: "Quick, Protector Mo Yun, give up your physical body immediately. That is the Shadow Clan's innate magical power - the power of shadow transformation. Once contaminated by it, the Nascent Soul will not be able to mobilize any strength"

Although the power of the black mist would not kill him immediately, in such a dangerous situation, losing combat power would mean his death.

The Nascent Soul was unable to mobilize its power. Faced with the pursuit of the strong men of the Shadow Clan, it was like a lamb to be slaughtered.

As he spoke, a black spiritual light flew out, which was the most powerful treasure in his hand - the Soul Prison Map.

I saw the magic weapon in Duanmu Temple's hand being pinched.

The ghost face on the corpse soul prison map opened his eyes again.

In an instant, four ghost faces suddenly appeared around the Shadow Clan warrior who was chasing after him.

A spatial barrier imprisoned it.

After hearing the reminder from Duanmu Temple, Protector Mo Yun woke up instantly. In the face of death, he finally regained his senses, and then he also planned to give up his physical body and directly use the Nascent Soul to save his life.

But at this time, a wisp of black mist had unknowingly appeared in his dantian.

That wisp of black mist will directly wrap around his Nascent Soul before it can leave his body.

On the other side, seeing the Soul Prisoner's Map temporarily trapping the Shadow Clan's strong men, Duanmu Temple suddenly looked at Protector Mo Yun. Now was the best time to escape.

Suddenly under his gaze, the aura around Protector Mo Yun weakened rapidly.

Seeing this scene, Duanmusi understood instantly.

It was already too late. Because of Protector Mo Yun's previous hesitation, Nascent Soul had been invaded by the power of the Shadow Clan's strong men.

"No, Fifth Elder, please save me quickly."

Protector Mo Yun shouted towards Duanmu Temple in panic.

He had already foreseen a death crisis.

Facing his request for help, a look of determination appeared on the face of Duanmu Temple's Yuanying.

The only Nascent Soul body he has left now, he doesn't know how confident he is to save his life when faced with the continued pursuit of the strong men of the Shadow Clan. With the addition of another burden, it is even more dangerous.

Whoosh!

The Nascent Soul of Duanmu Temple moved quickly with its little hands.

He simply rolled up his storage bag and ran away into the distance.

"No, you can't abandon me"

Protector Mo Yun roared with a ferocious expression.

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The other side.

Li Qing began to run the Thunder Spirit Technique desperately.

The power of surging thunder and blood circulated in his body.

It was like two barriers enveloping the black mist in his body.

What happened next put him in a desperate situation again.

The special power in the black mist did not continue to destroy his body, but instead rushed towards the mana in his Dantian.

This scene was something he never expected.

Li Qing was caught off guard, and the black mist quickly rushed into his dantian.

He only felt that at that moment, all the magic power in his body seemed to have solidified, and even the golden elixir he had cultivated slowly stopped functioning.

Although that kind of power did not show great destructive power, it was deadly at this time.

Without mana as the foundation, Li Qing would be unable to use his life-saving means, and even the Kunpeng secret technique that he relied on most would not be able to continue to be used.

In this desperate situation, a trace of determination suddenly flashed in Li Qing's eyes.

Now, the only way he has left to save his life is the Demonic Blood Shadow Escape.

Even if his physical injuries are serious now, if he continues to use the Demonic Blood Shadow Escape, his injuries will worsen, but now in order to save his life, he can't care about anything else.

Li Qing glanced at him.

The strong man from the Shadow Clan in the distance has been imprisoned by the space barrier of the Soul Prison Map.

It seems that the Shadow Clan strongman did not expect that Duanmu Temple of the Yin Corpse Sect still has such a treasure in his hands.

Several sharp claws appeared around the Shadow Clan strongman and began to attack the surrounding space barrier.

The only good thing is that although the attack of the Shadow Clan strongman is very strange, his real power is not enough to reach the late stage of Nascent Soul, and the space barrier is enough to buy Li Qing some time.

After seeing Duanmusu abandon his body and run away like crazy, a trace of determination flashed in Li Qing's eyes.

In an instant, the spell in Li Qing's hand moved quickly.

A bloody glimmer began to slowly light up in front of him.

In an instant, Li Qing's entire body turned slightly red, and the color gradually turned towards scarlet.

A bloody rune began to appear and enter his body.

Li Qing only felt that the majestic blood essence flowing in his body began to get hotter at this moment, as if it began to burn slowly.

Blood-red light enveloped it.

"Demon Blood Shadow Escape"

Li Qing roared in his heart.

The essence and blood in his body gathered crazily towards the blood rune. In an instant, Li Qing felt that the blood rune opened into a big mouth and began to quickly swallow the essence and blood in his body.

A long-lost feeling of weakness began to appear.

Ever since he started practicing physical cultivation, he had never felt weak in his physical body.

Whoosh!

The Devil's Blood Shadow Escape erupted, and a bloody rainbow pierced the sky and quickly escaped into the distance.

Just when Li Qing was escaping.

A huge voice resounded between heaven and earth.

"Fellow Taoists, the situation is critical now. We can join hands and go to Shui Huantian, where there is a direct way to exit the Demonic Fall Space."

In another area, Zhenjun Weihuan of Fuling Island spoke loudly to the surroundings.

In addition to the Shadow Clan that was chasing Li Qing, two shadows also began to appear in their area.

Now Zhenjun Weihuan and the other three are also in no mood to fight for the treasure hall.

They just wanted to rush to Shui Huantian immediately to join the other powerful people on Fuling Island, and then exit the Demonic Fall Space together.

He also saw the scene that happened before. This trip to Shui Huan Tian was definitely not peaceful. The descent of the alien race was like a huge stone weighing on everyone's hearts.

If you want to be safe these days, the best result is to join forces.

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boom!

With the final blow from the strong man of the Shadow Clan, the space barrier that trapped him finally turned into nothingness.

His eyes quickly looked towards the escape direction of Li Qing and Duanmu Temple.

"Forget it, it's more important to clean up these resurgent demon cultivators."

The next moment, the Shadow Clan strongman rushed directly towards Protector Mo Yun who had lost the ability to resist.

"no, do not want"

Protector Mo Yun couldn't help but look horrified as he saw the black shadow rushing toward him.

But now the magic power in his body has been frozen, and he can no longer resist.

In the end, he could only release his only fighting power - the natal corpse king, and let it protect him. Although he knew that everything he did was a dying struggle, this was his only hope of survival.

Roar!

The fourth-level corpse king quickly rushed towards the shadow clan strongman-

Demonic space.

In a huge valley.

boom!

A huge roar sounded.

I saw a giant stone man about two hundred feet tall standing in the valley.

It held a huge stone pillar like a mace in its hand.

Around him, there was another figure running away crazily.

"Run quickly, it's the ancient stone people, run away!"

There were screams one after another.

The next moment, a huge stone pillar blasted towards an old man in green robe.

"Damn"

Seeing this situation, the expression of the old man in green robe changed drastically.

He flicked his fingers quickly, and green seeds began to take root and sprout in the air.

While breathing, a green vine took shape, and those endless vines intertwined to block the front.

When the huge stone pillar fell, the air seemed to be unable to bear the huge force, and the sounds of air explosions appeared continuously.

boom!

After one blow, endless green vine debris flew all over the sky.

Waves of blood mist began to rise.

The golden elixir monk who had no time to dodge turned into blood mist and disappeared.

The old man in green robe flew backwards.

puff!

A mouthful of blood spurted out from the old man's mouth.

That kind of huge force shook the space and directly knocked it away.

"No, this thing is too terrifying. It must leave the Demonic Fall Space."

The old man in green robe looked panicked and began to run away madly into the distance.

At this time, he couldn't care less about the sect disciples around him.

"Ancestor, save me"

Seeing the green-robed old man fleeing, the remaining ordinary Golden Elixir disciples quickly shouted for help.

But all this is obviously in vain.

Roar!

A loud roar with obvious excitement sounded, and the stone human race continued to raise the stone pillar in its hand and swung it around.

In the Demonic Fall Space, the alien races descended and began to slaughter the human monks they encountered crazily.

At this moment, whether they are demon cultivators or not, they are all the same to these aliens.

In their eyes, there is only distinction between human race.

Massacres are going on

Chapter one, thanks to Shandi Niugan, Xiang Laodai, and Luoxue for the reward of 100 starting coins

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