Chapter 172: Don’t burn it, just let me be relieved…
Chapter 172: Don’t Burn, You Let Me Relieve Myself
Seeing these fast-running Qi Refiners surging towards this side, Gao Siju’s eyelids jumped, blocking in front of his followers with a speed that was not at all inferior to the other party’s, and with a flip of his palm, he brought out a green aura that struck towards the person who was in the lead.
Snap!
That person with the palm of his hand and Gao Siju against a moment, the figure will be backward, and at this time Gao Siju directly hit a green mist, its poisonous gas fierce, covering the mountain road entrance, one of the fast running refiner confiscated in a moment, drilling into that green mist, is a miserable howl, the whole person is like being corroded, the head was corroded off half of the body is full of potholes, and lie down directly in that green mist.
The person who had a palm to palm with Gao Siju stopped, looked at his palm full of green poison, sneered, and his palm stirred up a wave of wind, forcing that poison away.
This person was at least of the same rank, to really fight . He was not an opponent.
Because Gao Siju at this time with his that against the enemy’s palm along with the arm, filled with cut wounds, just one strike, even the clothes were cut open, downward flow of blood.
The Golden Immortal Sect’s battle power was not to be mentioned!
Although it was said that Suzaku was there playfully controlling people to kill each other there, the rest of the people were not to be messed with.
Wang Qizheng, who was holding a magic weapon axe against the enemy, was momentarily inattentive, and was approached by a Qi Refiner, only to see that Qi Refiner let out a roar that did not resemble a human being, shocking Wang Qizheng, and stretching out his five fingers, he brought out a few Beast Specters, which penetrated into Wang Qizheng’s body like arrows, making the corners of his mouth overflow with blood, and he half-kneeled down.
Zhang Feixuan didn’t do well either, he was almost desperate, that precious pestle and mortar emitted dozens of blood arrows, blocking the enemy from attacking, but a True Purity Sect disciple suddenly performed a divine ability, causing him to go into a trance, feeling that his divine sense was gone, and under the relaxation, the blood arrows didn’t last, and were broken through.
As strong as Suzaku was alone, she wouldn’t be able to take care of everyone, and the opposite side was not only outnumbered, but also had a sixth-ranked Tongyi Qi Refiner, and although one fell, the rest were still not easy to deal with.
This is to die ah!
If the dead Golden Immortal Sect disciples were fine, if they were mortals .
“Don’t go up!”
Sun Jiubei suddenly stopped at the entrance of the mountain path, his face firm, “You evil people, when Eldest Brother comes back, he will definitely make you look good!”
The Qi Refiner of the Windy Walled City showed disdain, raising his hand he was going to roll up a ball of wind, that wind whistling between the formation of a wind ball, as if there were countless sharp blades cutting in it.
They weren’t interested in the mortals, that was the spoils of war, what was important now was to settle these Golden Immortal Sect members.
On the contrary, there was someone who spoke out to provoke, or a mortal with no mana fluctuations, so let’s finish him off first!
The wind came swiftly, almost no one was able to react, Zhang Feixuan and a few of them didn’t slow down, while the remaining Golden Immortal Sect disciples were dodging the attack in haste.
With their current battle power, they were completely no match for these people, so what else could they do but flee.
That wind mass rushed straight towards Sun Jiubie, but no one blocked it, instantly reaching the top of his head.
If this is in the real, with the mortal capital, it is impossible to resist, directly will be cut into several clusters.
And the biting sharpness of that wind mass also made Sun Jiubai subconsciously close his eyes.
In fact, he was scared to death.
He should have gone up the mountain with the mortals to take shelter, but the thought of his senior brothers underneath fighting hard while he was alone up there taking shelter.
It was uncalled for.
He was also a Golden Immortal Sect disciple!
He has to contribute as well!
So he came down from halfway up the mountain, and just as he reached the entrance to the mountain path, he came to this.
As a result, the attack came crashing down from the opposite side.
If this wind mass hit, it was certain death.
“Eldest Brother won’t let you go!”
Before dying, Sun Jiubai shouted again, as if to boost his courage. As for that Wild Wind Walled Qi Refiner, he didn’t even look at this mortal.
As long as one goes out from them, one will surely meet the headmaster, the headmasters of all six sects are there, what kind of big senior brother is not big senior brother, in their case it is already a dead man.
All of their sect masters were already dead!
Just as the man was about to continue his attack, the wind mass that descended on top of that mortal’s head suddenly disappeared.
“Eldest Senior Brother!”
Around them, cries of surprise rang out from some people, only to see them all raise their heads and look into the air in surprise.
That bearing, was above his back
Just before he could turn his head back, he suddenly felt a burning pain around his body, after which he could no longer feel anything.
White flames burned, filling the bodies of everyone except the Golden Immortal Sect disciples, and as soon as the flames burned, no matter if they were being manipulated by the bell to kill each other, or if they were chasing after the Golden Immortal Sect disciples, or if they wanted to rush over to deal with Zhang FeiXuan and the others, all of them were burned into flying ash without a single one left.
“Senior brother…”
Zhang Feixuan looked towards the sky dumbfounded, that position, Song Yin figure was appearing there, holding something in his arms, only he didn’t stay in the air in the slightest, just swept downward after a glance, flying straight towards the top of the mountain.
Faintly, the sound he left behind could still be heard.
“Master, you hold on again, I will definitely save you!”
Song Yin was holding the golden light in his arms, flying rapidly towards the mountain gate, at the same time, one of his hands was also flooded with white flames, whose flames transformed into a thin layer, wrapping the golden light, and around him, there was also the yellow wind illuminating in the void, which seemed to be hanging on for dear life.
That evil Taoist who had suddenly turned into a monster and appeared to have infinite strength was no match for Song Yin.
Looking at although mighty, but in front of Song Yin heel, but also just a punch of life.
With only one punch, the other party would be gone, after all, that kind of evil path would be restrained by his Great Dao Fire.
In contrast, or master is more important, once the person died, he hugged the master and flew this way.
“Master! Hang on ah master!”
In the middle of the flying air, Song Yin was there anxiously yelling.
The golden light in his arms, whose breath had gotten even weaker, had reached the point where it was almost undetectable.
Obviously, he was using the Yellow Wind to hold on, and he was also using the Great Dao Fire to heal, so why was it still not working, why!
Golden Light’s head was swaying straight there in flight, he didn’t have much consciousness left!
Just now there was still, although just now he was seriously injured and on the verge of death, there was also not much consciousness left, but just now there was still, if Song Yin gave him pills, maybe he could still salvage him.
Even if he just used that inexplicable yellow wind, he could sense it and feel that his life force was recovering.
But once that white fire burned, he couldn’t.
The already obscure divine sense was already muddled under this burn.
Perhaps the body was restored, but its consciousness was already as weak as a candle in the wind, ready to be extinguished at any time.
Disciple, don’t burn, if you burn your soul will be burnt, please spare me!
The only remaining bit of consciousness had only this one thought.
Let’s get out of here.
“Master, Master!”
In a trance, he heard Song Yin’s even more anxious voice, as well as a pain in that divine soul, and then felt his soul lighten up and drift far away, disappearing.
The last bit of consciousness, under this white fire refining, completely disappeared .
(End of chapter)