In the ground room, a cold air was terrifying. Even the rock wall where the formation was arranged was slightly shaken, and cracks burst out from the sharp air.

Shanren and others could hear the meaning of the other party's words.

It seems that the Xuanting Sect's group had already encountered other people from Yandi, and there were some unpleasant things.

Yuan Chao said that it was for their sake, while Jing Rui said that he used his disciples as bait.

Shanren could probably guess that it was because of some uncle or uncle from Yandi who gave up some disciples of Xuanting Sect in order to save everyone. Perhaps it was good intentions or malice.

But that doesn't matter.

What’s important is that Jing Rui insulted them at this moment.

"The disciples of Xuanting Sect can walk together, the disciples of Xuanting Sect can be hiding from their elders, and the disciples of Xuanting Sect can hide here."

Shanren said slowly: "I can't be the disciple of Yandi?"

The expressions of the Xuanting Sect changed slightly, and even Yuan Chao's faces were a little unfair.

Among the disciples of Shan generation, one of them said, "Yes, I, Yandi, have always been invincible invasive, and I don't know how many of them are better than some ordinary sects, so I will naturally be different from them."

The atmosphere between the two sides became increasingly fierce.

In fact, among the six people in Yandi, they are all disciples of the Shan generation. They are short-lived in their practice and are among the best among the younger generation. However, compared with the three generations of disciples, they have been less precipitated for many years, and their Taoism is far less profound than theirs.

Regarding the practice of cultivation, Yandi and his group were obviously at a disadvantage.

However, the disciples in Yandi were sharp and their sharpness was revealed, as if a sharp sword was unsheathed. The rebellious aura could not be suppressed. In terms of momentum alone, it was evenly matched.

Yuan Chao's eyes were solemn, and he finally sighed.

The disciples of Yandi are indeed sharp and sharp. Even the younger disciples have inherited such sharp pride. Such sects that act in a sect have been able to stand at the peak of the world for tens of thousands of years, which shows how profound its background is.

Generation after generation.

The inheritance of Yandi. As long as this ray of sharpness is retained, it will be immortal.

"We are rude."

Yuan Chao bowed and said, "Let's leave now..."

He originally wanted these disciples from Yandi to accompany him, and he could be considered as a protection, but he had reached this point that both sides were not good-looking.

Yuan Chao led a group of disciples away. Before leaving, he repaired the formation at the entrance of the cave.

They were originally trespassing here because they were rude, but now they have a quarrel, so it is hard to stop.

However, Jing Rui was still indignant and even wanted to persuade Yuan Chao to drive these Yandi disciples out of here and stay at home.

In the end, Yuan Chao scolded him and finally stopped.

Suddenly, Yuan Chao turned his hand and showed a talisman, with a serious look on his face, and said, "There are disciples of this sect nearby asking for help..."

...

In the floor room.

There is silence.

All six people were speechless.

Only breathing is quite heavy.

That was an uncontrollable anger.

Shanren's eyes swept slightly, and he sighed slightly in his heart. He had already thought of being led away by his persuasion, but the people from Xuanting Sect came and did not want to leave in front of them, so as not to lose face. But now he was ridiculed by the disciples of Xuanting Sect, which aroused the arrogance in his temperament. He could no longer persuade him.

It’s not just them, but Shanren himself, who are all in a state of indifference.

"I think you don't want to leave..."

Shanren said in a deep voice: "Restore mana first here, and then leave quickly. In addition, you need to be more cautious so as not to attract evil things to come soon."

The other five nodded.

Suddenly, the talisman light flashed.

All six people took out the talisman.

Shanren said in a deep voice: "Shanrou has something wrong..."

...

Among the disciples of Yandi, all those who have become earth immortals come here to temper their temper.

Among the group of disciples that Qin Xianyu recognized, Shanren, Shanxin and Shanrou had attained enlightenment and became immortals. As for other disciples such as Shanying, they were slightly inferior and were still wandering in the realm of dragons and tigers.

Originally, the three of Shanren, Shanren, Shanrou came together, but at the entrance above, they were swept away by the wind of evil, and separated from each other, relying solely on spiritual talismans to communicate.

Now Shanrou has made a call for help.

Behind him is a dragon of a demon-level immortal.

But the dragon is gray all over. Although it has become a demon immortal, it has not been able to transform into a true dragon. Its eyes are dark, as if it is covered with a thin film. In fact, the dragon's eyes cannot see things because it is deep in the Nine Netherworlds, and the clan is all under the abyss and has never seen any light, so its eyes are already useless.

However, with the perception of the demon level, the eyes are already dispensable.

Shanrou kept running away, beside her were two disciples of the Shan generation of Xuanting Sect, one man and one woman.

The man in Xuanting Sect looked like he was about thirty years old. In fact, he might be nearly a hundred years old and was also a earth immortal, but he was not as powerful as the dragon. As for the woman, she was petite, with a girl's face, and very pretty, she was just a little panicked.

Shanrou started with a very happy chat with the female disciples of Xuanting Sect, so she walked with her. Later, she met two male disciples of Xuanting Sect on the way and also accompanied her.

A man was reckless and not as careful as a girl, and he actually alarmed a dragon of immortality.

The dragon has the level of the demon immortals of three transformations, so the four disciples of the Immortal Sect could not resist it. Just now, one of them was already eaten by the dragon. At this moment, the three of them kept escaping, but they were gradually approached by the dragon.

"The talisman has already been heard."

Shanrou was worried and said to herself: "I don't know which classmates are nearby. I hope there are powerful people not far away from nearby and can come to help."

The dragon behind him was walking through the ground, and suddenly passed by, the cave collapsed, the rocks shattered, the trees exploded, and the land drew gullies.

Suddenly, many strange colors flashed in its unsightly eyes, and then a light suddenly burst out above its head.

The dragon's speed suddenly increased.

In an instant, he came behind the three of them.

A long tail swept over.

The scales on the dragon's tail were shining with gray light, breaking through the sky.

Shanrou suddenly realized something was wrong, so she hurriedly pulled over the female disciple of Xuanting Sect and flashed over.

The dragon's tail hit the ground and collapsed for dozens of miles, the rocks shattered, and the trees collapsed.

The male disciple of Xuanting Sect just screamed and turned into meat sauce, and then disappeared in it, leaving nothing left.

"Senior brother..."

The female disciple of Xuanting Sect exclaimed and was about to go forward.

Just as the dragon rushed over, a sharp claw pressed down from above, its power was so strong that it was like a mountain collapsed and its general momentum was rolling.

Shanrou's face changed slightly, and with a slap in her hand, a sword light shot towards the dragon.

She herself came to the female disciple with her escape method, held it down, and then left.

The sword light shone in the light above the dragon's head and dissipated.

After all, his cultivation is far inferior to this dragon, and Shanrou's sword light is useless.

And the dragon also pressed down its claw.

A burst of blood light burst out.

Shanrou felt a blank look in front of her eyes, and her body was thrown away, and then a severe pain woke her up. Her left shoulder was covered with blood, and her left arm had been torn out by the dragon claws.

As for the female disciple of Xuanting Sect, half of his right shoulder was torn off and thrown away.

"A bad beast!"

An old roar came from afar with dozens of breaths. (To be continued.)

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