Rainbow Moon Seeking Immortality

Swish—bang!

A scarlet blood sword suddenly flew out, passing through the air, leaving a trace of red mist, which dissipated with the wind, and then the blood sword exploded again, turning into a bloody rain, leaving a blood pit several feet wide in the rice field.

"Evil cultivator thief! I have sent a message for help. When the reinforcements arrive, you will definitely die!"

The leader of the caravan hurriedly dodged and stood among the bloody corpses of his companions on the ground. He covered his previously injured left shoulder with one hand, delaying time while healing his wounds. He was still frightened by the terrifying power of the blood sword after it exploded.

"I hate people who like to talk nonsense the most!"

Chang Ping frowned, and his expression became more angry when he recalled certain people and things.

He spread his hands, and strands of red flow flowed out from his palms. In an instant, each of them condensed into a sword, showing its sharp edge.

Swish!

Swish!

The blood-condensed swords flew out together.

The leader of the caravan secretly groaned, but did not surrender. With a change of mind, he immediately poured his inner essence into a Gu worm.

"Rise!"

He pushed out his palms, gradually lifting them up from the bottom up, slowly, as if he was carrying a heavy weight.

Synchronously with his movements, there was also a blue waterfall composed of a majestic water vapor, slowly rising.

The waterfall went up against the trend, swept down in the air, forming an arched thick water wall with waves.

Puff!

As soon as the blood sword and blood knife touched the water wall, they smashed out a half-inch dent, stirred up a burst of water, merged into it, and infected a circle of blood red.

Before the leader of the caravan could breathe a sigh of relief, a blood ball suddenly came and attacked him.

"This trick again!"

Chang Ping did not give the other party time to hesitate, and swung the blood spear and stabbed it fiercely.

Boom——

The blood mist instantly wrapped the two people's figures, covering their bodies, and it was unknown whether they were dead or alive.

…

In the midst of the chaos, Qin Yiguan crouched behind an overturned carriage, hiding his body with the help of the carriage, and peeked at the two sides fighting behind him.

In his field of vision, two fourth-turn Gu Masters fought back and forth, fighting fiercely with each other. Both sides used various means, which made Qin Yiguan, who was watching from a distance, feast his eyes.

The battle between the fourth-turn Gu Masters was a rare opportunity. He had never seen it before, and he watched with great interest.

He looked at it again, and suddenly felt something, so he retracted his gaze and turned his head to take a glance.

But he saw Zheng Shanchuan, who went to explore the way with the old man Qishan, half of his body was covered in mud, and he bent over and shuttled between the messy goods and the wreckage of the carriage. He slowly came to Qin Yiguan, first raised his eyes to look at the two people in the distance who were in a tense situation and had not yet decided the winner, and then he calmed down and whispered:

"Brother Qin, my master asked you to go over. The group of scattered cultivators and the remnants of the caravan are fighting!"

"Huh?!"

Qin Yiguan was confused.

Now that the demon cultivators were close at hand and their lives were hanging by a thread, they should have united as one and worked together. Why did they fight each other?

Zheng Shanchuan led him to the front of the team and explained the reason to him.

It turned out that since the riot when the demon cultivators first attacked, the order of the caravan was instantly broken, and the crowd fled in all directions, stepping on many Jiaolei Potato Gu, which caused explosions, further exacerbating the chaos.

During this period, some people with ill intentions set their sights on the hard-shelled blood centipedes and the goods belonging to the caravan, and wanted to take advantage of the fire to rob them, turning the rout into a mutual attack. The caravan was originally short of manpower due to the demon cultivators, and each retreated until the spoils were unevenly divided and a fight broke out, and the old man Qishan was forced to fight back.

In the final analysis, there were many people in the team who followed the group and huddled together to avoid the demon cultivators. They had different hearts and minds, and there was no bloodline as a bond like the family system. Once the fourth-turn leader was lost to suppress them, they would naturally be in chaos.

This situation is reasonable and can't be faulted.

Yes, this is very Zhongzhou!

When Qin Yiguan arrived, several corpses of the hard-shelled blood centipede were lying in the middle of the road, a large amount of goods were piled up here, and a large amount of Yuanshi was scattered all over the ground, mixed with the remains of a group of other Gu masters. For a time, the liver and marrow flowed wildly and blood flowed like a river.

In addition to the old man Qishan, there were only five Gu masters standing on the scene.

Qin Yiguan's eyes condensed. Among the remaining few people, the lowest cultivation level was the middle stage of the third turn, and some were injured. In addition, although the old man Qishan had the highest cultivation level, he was actually strong on the outside but weak on the inside, and his aura was gradually declining. It was obvious that he had just fought with him.

Seeing Zheng Shanchuan leading the aura, Qin Yiguan, who was only at the initial stage of the third turn, using the blue-faced Gu and disguising his face, most of the people present laughed at him with contempt, and the contempt in their eyes was beyond words.

"Master!"

Seeing that the old man Qishan was injured, Zheng Shanchuan exclaimed and ran away regardless of everything.

"Ahem, I'm fine! Ahem!" Old Man Qishan coughed twice, adjusted his breathing, and lowered his head and said softly.

"Master, don't talk anymore, hurry up and use..." Zheng Shanchuan was halfway through his words when Old Man Qishan pressed his head back with his big hand. He realized something and stopped abruptly.

"Fellow Daoist Qin, please protect my disciple!" Old Man Qishan looked unhappy and turned his head away.

The people in the field were all strangers. They were full of distrust and dared not act rashly, thus maintaining this fragile relationship that could collapse at any time.

Feeling the eyes of others repeatedly passing over him, Qin Yiguan's face was cold and he nodded slightly, as a response, and he was also calculating in his heart.

The poisonous oath Gu between him and Old Man Qishan, the master and apprentice, had been washed away by him using the untrustworthy Gu long ago, so there was naturally no restriction or shackles.

What he considered was the cost and consequence of violating the rules, and the balance between joining hands to resist...

While he was thinking, one of them suddenly attacked, and several others took the opportunity to fight.

The thunder rumbled, and it was like a flash of lightning, flying over.

A millstone-sized, dark blue ball, condensing a large amount of electricity, flew over first.

The old man Qishan hurriedly protected Zheng Shanchuan and urged the Gu worm to prepare for defense.

Boom——

The thunder ball suddenly exploded, and the huge sound seemed to echo in the ears.

An invisible huge force slapped in front of the old man Qishan, who was like a dead branch and a tree, and was about to fall.

In a flash, Qin Yiguan summoned his true essence, and a ghostly scream came from his head, and the sound waves rolled and swept all around, and everyone who heard it was shocked.

The third turn, the ghost called the Gu!

Chi!

Chi!

Two balls of light condensed in the palm of his hand, and he raised his hands. A half-person-high, magnificent, golden moon blade suddenly flew out, and a platinum-colored, ring-shaped moon blade flew and rotated.

The man was in a daze, and just as he came to his senses, he was facing the attack of the moon blade head-on, which was already imminent. He set up a lightning shield and hurriedly defended himself.

Clang-crackling!

The ring-shaped moon blade hit the lightning shield, and the lightning flashed.

The moon ring was still spinning, grinding the outer layer of the lightning shield, making a noisy thunder.

Chi!

In an instant, another golden moon blade suddenly came.

The man knew that he could not hold on, so he dodged.

Crack!

Another golden moon blade passed by his left knee, cutting off some meat and causing him to lose balance temporarily.

In the blink of an eye, Qin Yiguan came alone, and the moon light reappeared.

Chi!

Chi!

At the same time, the opponent immediately fought back, raised his hand, and swung out a lightning spear with arcs wrapped around it and glowing purple, and swept it across suddenly, trying to force Qin Yiguan back.

In a split second, the golden moon blade arrived, breaking through his personal defense, cutting off his left arm, and blood gushed out like a spring.

In the face of the other party's painful expression, the thunder spear, which was the last resort, was tightly grasped, and he remained calm in the face of danger, and suddenly stabbed Qin Yiguan's vital point.

Just as Qin Yiguan stepped on the moon haze, dodged the attack, raised his hand to shoot the moon blade again, and prepared to make up the knife.

It happened that the attack of others came, making him miss the opportunity.

Seeing that person hurriedly fleeing away, completely away from the battlefield, he was suddenly blown away by the scorched thunder potato Gu underground, and his body was scattered into several pieces.

Seeing this, Qin Yiguan turned around and went back to help.

Although the old man Qishan had the highest cultivation in the field, his own condition was not good, and he was carrying a burden like Zheng Shanchuan, so he was not at ease, but he also relied on his experience to find opportunities.

At this moment, seeing that Qin Yiguan had just killed someone, the few people who came to support and besieged the old man in Qishan immediately dispersed.

They were originally in a spur of the moment, and they were not willing to share the joys and sorrows and cover the backs of others, so their speed was faster than each other.

In the subsequent melee, Qin Yiguan and the old man in Qishan fought and retreated, while looking for a reliable route that others had traversed. After all, with his current cultivation, he was not enough to activate the Yue Piaoshang Gu and take the three of them safely across the minefield. At the same time, he paid attention to the battle between the two fourth-level Gu masters who were fighting at the far end of the team.

Half a quarter of an hour later, the five Gu masters were either dead or injured, and several fell down. Qin Yiguan was also injured in the battle.

"No——"

Suddenly, a roar came from a distance.

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.

But they saw that the blood-path demon cultivator raised his hands high, tightly grasped a scarlet blood axe, and chopped hard at the leader of the caravan in front of him.

As the leader of the caravan roared unwillingly, the blood axe came down and cut the man in two.

Dead? !

Qin Yiguan was very surprised.

He thought that guy could hold on for a while longer, but he didn't expect...

"Trouble!"

With sorrow and uneasiness, Qin Yiguan frowned and muttered to himself.

As soon as the voice fell, the discomfort that had accompanied him since entering Zhongzhou suddenly subsided, and his cultivation aura also rose.

From the previous three-turn initial stage, it jumped to the third-turn middle stage.

Feeling the changes in his body, Qin Yiguan laughed dumbly.

Looking inward at a certain poisonous insect in the empty cavity, his confidence in escaping increased.

It's early eight, I won't endure it, I'll try to make up for it tomorrow...