brother is right

Chapter 172 Don't burn it, let me be free
Seeing these fast-running Qi refiners rushing towards this side, Gao Sishu's eyelids twitched, and he blocked in front of him at a speed not inferior to the opponent's. With a flip of his palm, a green light came out and moved towards the front. The person hit the past.

Snapped!
The man met Gao Sishu with his palm, and then stepped back. At this moment, Gao Sishu directly shot out a ball of green mist. The poisonous gas was violent, covering the mountain pass. One of the fast-running Qi Refiners It was confiscated all at once, and when he got into the green mist, there was a miserable howl. The whole person seemed to be corroded, half of his head was corroded, his body was full of potholes, and he lay down directly in the green mist.

The person who faced Gao Sishu's palm stopped, looked at his palm full of green poison, sneered, his palm aroused a wave of wind, and forced the poison away.

This person is at least at the same level, if he really fights, he is not an opponent.

Because at this time, Gao Sishu and his opposing palms and arms were full of cut wounds. With just one blow, even his clothes were cut and blood flowed down.

Not to mention the combat power of Jinxianmen!

Although it is said that the bell is playing around and controlling people to fight each other there, the rest of the people are not easy to mess with.

Wang Qizheng, who was holding the magic weapon and ax against the enemy, didn't notice for a while, and was bullied by a Qi refiner. He saw the Qi refiner let out an inhuman roar, which shocked Wang Qizheng, stretched out his five fingers, and brought out A few beast ghosts penetrated into Wang Qizheng's body like arrows, causing blood to flow from the corner of his mouth, and he half-kneeled.

Zhang Feixuan didn't get any favors either, he was almost desperate, the precious pestle emitted dozens of bloody arrows, blocking the enemy's attack, but a disciple of the Zhenjing Sect suddenly performed a supernatural power, which made him look in a trance for a while, feeling that his consciousness was lost It's gone, and under relaxation, the blood arrow couldn't hold on, and was broken through.

No matter how strong Ling Dang is alone, he won't take everyone into consideration. On the other side, there are not only many people, but also sixth-level Qi refiners who can penetrate the seclusion. Although one fell, the rest are still difficult to deal with.

This is killing people!

If it's a dead Jinxianmen disciple, it's okay, but if it's a mortal.
"Don't go up!"

Sun Jiubei suddenly stopped at the entrance of the mountain, with a firm expression on his face, "You evil ways, the elder brother is back, I will definitely want you to look good!"

The Qi Refiner in the Blast Wind Stronghold showed disdain, and raised his hand to create a gust of wind, which formed a wind cluster between howling winds, as if there were countless sharp knives cutting through it.

They are not interested in mortals, that is the spoils of war, the important thing now is to deal with these Jinxianmen.

If someone made provocative words, and he was still a mortal without mana fluctuations, then kill him first!

The wind came so quickly that almost no one was able to react. Zhang Feixuan and the others were not slowed down, while the remaining disciples of the Golden Immortal Sect were all dodging the attack hastily.

With their current combat strength, they are no match for these people at all, so what else can they do except escape.

The wind group rushed towards Sun Jiubei, but no one stopped it, and it reached the top of his head in an instant.

If this is the case, with mortal resources, it is impossible to resist, and it will be cut into several groups.

And the sharp wind of the wind group also made Sun Jiubei subconsciously close his eyes.

In fact, he was terrified of dying.

He should have gone up the mountain to hide with the mortals, but when he thought that the senior brothers were struggling to resist, he was hiding up there alone.

It shouldn't be.

He is also a disciple of Jinxianmen!

He also has to do his part!

So he came down halfway up the mountain, and just arrived at the mountain pass, he said this.

As a result, the face-to-face attack fell down.

If this wind group is hit, it is certain death.

"Eldest brother will not let you go!"

Before dying, Sun Jiubei yelled again, as if to boost his courage.

As for the qi refiner in Kuangfengzhai, he didn't even look at this mortal.

As long as you go out from them, you will definitely meet the head, the heads of the six sects are all there, whether you are a big brother or not, you are already a dead person with them.

They are all dead!
Just when this person was about to continue attacking, the wind group descending on that mortal's head suddenly disappeared.

"Big Brother!"

Surrounded by exclamations, some people raised their heads and looked at the sky in surprise.

That position is above and behind him
It's just that before he turned his head, he suddenly felt a burning pain all over his body, and he didn't feel anything after that.

White flames burned, filling everyone except the disciples of the Golden Immortal Sect. Once the flames burned, no matter they were controlled by the bell to fight each other, or they were chasing and killing the disciples of the Golden Immortal Sect, or they wanted to rush over to deal with Zhang Feixuan and the others All of them were burnt to ashes.

"Brother."

Zhang Feixuan stared blankly at the sky, at that position, Song Yin's figure was appearing there, holding something in his arms, but he didn't stay in the air at all, just glanced down, and flew straight towards the top of the mountain go.

Faintly, he could still hear his voice.

"Master, if you hold on, I will definitely save you!"

Holding the golden light in his arms, Song Yin flew towards the mountain gate rapidly. At the same time, white flames glowed in one hand, and the flame turned into a thin layer, covering the golden light. Around him, there was a yellow wind shining, It seems to be hanging.

The evil way that suddenly turned into a monster and seemed to have infinite power was not Song Yin's opponent.

Although mighty, but in front of Song Yin, it was only a punch.

With just one punch, the opponent is gone. After all, those evil spirits who are heretics will be restrained by his Daohuo.

In comparison, the master is more important, as soon as the person dies, he will fly over here with the master in his arms.

"Master! Hold on, Master!"

In the midst of the flight, Song Yin shouted anxiously.

The golden light in his arms became even weaker, to the point where he could barely notice it.

Obviously it is supported by the yellow wind, and it is also healed with the Dao fire, why it still doesn't work, why!
Jin Guang's head was swaying there during the flight, and he didn't have much consciousness left.
The ones left just now, even though they were seriously injured and near death just now, and they don’t have any spiritual consciousness, but the ones left just now, if Song Yin gave him the elixir, maybe he could be rescued.

Even if he just used that inexplicable yellow wind, he could sense it and feel that his vitality was recovering.

But once the white fire burns, he will die.

Under this burning, the originally dim spiritual consciousness was already muddled.

Maybe the body has recovered, but its consciousness has been so weak that it can be extinguished at any time.

Disciple, don't burn it. If you burn your soul again, it will burn your soul. Please forgive me.
The only bit of consciousness left was just such a thought.

Get rid of it now.
"Master, Master!!"

In a trance, he heard Song Yin's more anxious voice, and the pain in his soul, and then felt the soul lighten up, drifting away into the distance, and disappeared.

The last bit of consciousness completely disappeared under the refining of this white fire.

(End of this chapter)