Chapter 1251

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half an hour later, the demons in the evil way burst into pieces again, and thirteen figures rushed out from inside, which were the peak of gouming's five friars and eight immortals. Since then, no more friars have rushed out. Nearly 800000 friars of three families have entered the gate. Now only Xu Ziyan and these 13 friars are left.

Xu Ziyan flies towards the front rapidly along the passage. Suddenly, she stops. Her momentum is restrained, but her eyes burst out with a light.

Not far in front of her stood a man with his eyes closed, holding a long inclined gun in his right hand, the tip of which was against the ground. There was no fluctuation of life, just like a dead man.

However, Xu Ziyan did not dare to regard him as a dead thing. He looked cautiously at each other. Finally, his eyes fell on the long gun in his hand. His face changed. The long gun turned out to be a nine grade immortal weapon.

Is the person holding such an immortal weapon a dead thing? But there was no sense of life in him. What's going on?

Xu Ziyan's mind was thinking rapidly, and he turned over his hand and took out the Sanpin immortal sword that Duan Tianhe had given her. After thinking about it, he took out a Yipin immortal sword, sacrificed it to the air, and shot at the opposite person.

Before the immortal sword came to the other side, and before Xu Ziyan's "explosion" came out, he saw the other side move. Before I could see the other side's action clearly, the point of the gun was on the top of the sharp shot of Yipin immortal sword.

"Boom ~ ~"

with a bang, Xu Ziyan's immortal sword turned into pieces.

"Whoosh ~ ~"

Xu Ziyan was shocked, and his figure quickly regressed. But in front of a flower, a figure in her field of vision blurred, only a bright light, particularly dazzling. It's the point of the long gun.

Xu Ziyan quickly raised the Sanpin immortal sword in his hand and pointed to the light.

"Click ~ ~"

the sword in Xu Ziyan's hand is broken.

"Poof ~ ~"

Xu Ziyan raised his head and spewed out a mouthful of blood. His body moved rapidly towards the rear. However, in front of that group of fuzzy figure quickly close to Xu Ziyan. Xu Ziyan flew upside down in the air and suddenly fell to the ground, with his right foot on the ground:

"lotus grows step by step!"

There are red lotus blossoms everywhere, and there are many lotus flowers. Cover to the other side that fuzzy figure. The figure on the opposite side suddenly showed his figure. The long gun in his hand suddenly moved around him. A circle of golden light suddenly shot out and expanded towards the outside. Even the red lotus sea blocked outside, and not only that, even forced the lotus sea back.

This

Xu Ziyan's face changes color. At this time, she suddenly remembers that the spear in the other party's hand is a nine grade immortal weapon, while her red bingdilian is only a eight grade immortal weapon, which naturally can't resist the other party's power.

Suddenly, an extreme crisis floated in his heart, and Xu Ziyan moved rapidly towards the rear. At the same time, he put away his bingdilian. At the moment of Xu Ziyan's backward blink, the spear in the other party's hand suddenly lifted up, and a dazzling light quickly chopped toward Xu Ziyan. It was a huge arc, like a sharp knife, tearing open the space. Go straight to Xu Ziyan in the blink.

Xu Ziyan's Liuyun body method unfolds, and his body shape becomes blurred and sways left and right. Countless Xu Ziyan's figures appear in the passage.

"Hum ~ ~"

with a hum, the huge awn suddenly spread out, divided into innumerable awns, and chopped away to innumerable figures of Xu Ziyan. Xu Ziyan had no choice but to turn over her hands, and the water of one palm instantly extended from her hands, forming a shield in front of her.

"Boom ~ ~"

with a bang, Xu Ziyan's body was shot out like a meteor, and a blood was scattered in the air. After flying backward for nearly 1000 meters, he fell heavily to the ground and glided back for hundreds of meters.

Xu Ziyan's whole body seemed to be scattered. He turned his hand to wipe the blood from his mouth and jumped up from the ground. He looked ahead in horror.

The front was as empty as a field, and the man with the gun did not know when he had returned to his original position, still with his long gun slanting to the ground and his eyes closed. Xu Ziyan carefully retreated hundreds of meters back. Seeing that the man at the end of the passage didn't move, he took pills, sat on the ground and recovered.

Four hours later, Xu Ziyan's eyebrows moved slightly and heard the footsteps coming from behind. But she didn't get up and saw Gou Ming in her divine consciousness.

Gouming also recognized Xu Ziyan with his back, and his face was happy. See Xu Ziyan motionless, look is a worry. At this time, the other twelve monks also saw Xu Ziyan, and they could not help but look at Xu Ziyan warily. Only gouming accelerates to fly to Xu Ziyan, falls to Xu Ziyan and looks at Xu Ziyan. Seeing that Xu Ziyan was still breathing with his eyes closed, he stood beside Xu Ziyan and looked back at the twelve monks with warning.The twelve friars walked slowly to Xu Ziyan's side. They all frowned slightly and looked at Xu Ziyan. They turned to the end of the passage and vaguely saw a figure standing at the end of the passage.

The four friars in the early days of Luo Tianxian looked at each other. It was obvious that Xu Ziyan was breathing now, but Gou Ming would not go forward. He assumed a posture of protecting Xu Ziyan's Dharma.

See Xu Ziyan's mouth and blood, obviously was injured before. In this passage, except for them, there were no other friars, who could be sure that Xu Ziyan was injured by the man with a gun at the end of the passage.

The twelve friars did not hesitate to move forward, because they all saw that Xu Ziyan was just the peak cultivation of Tianxian in the later period. At this time, the hearts of the four heavenly immortals were not nervous, but relaxed. A monk at the peak of the later period of the celestial being can not die under the attack of the other side, but is injured. Then they have the initial cultivation of Luo Tianxian, not to be afraid. What's more, they are still the peak of four Luo Tianxian at the initial stage and eight Tianxian at the later stage?

Maybe we can kill the man with the gun, and then take the lead. If there's any treasure in it, it's theirs.

Led by four celestial immortals, the twelve friars flew towards the end of the passage. When they approached the man with the gun, the twelve friars tried their best to bombard them with their magic. All of a sudden, the huge power rumbled in the passage, burst into thousands of rays, covered the body of the gun holder.

Xu Ziyan opened his eyes and looked across the street. Only see in that ten thousand light, a golden awn spread out like cutting the sky.

All the powers are fragmented, only the golden light spread out.

"Poof ~ ~ poof ~ ~ poof ~ ~"

with several sounds of breaking, the bodies of the peak friars in the later period of the eight celestial immortals were suddenly fragmented, and the bodies of the four friars in the early period of the Luo heavenly immortals were faster than before, flying backwards in the direction of Xu Ziyan like a meteor. He fell to the ground heavily and rowed back rapidly.

A vague figure quickly approached, and the long gun in his hand burst out a spear awn, which instantly reached the four early friars of Luo Tianxian. With a bang, the golden awn shot all around, which blew the four early friars of Luo Tianxian into powder.

The group of fuzzy figure back toward the rear, just instantly returned to the original place, still put a long gun to the ground posture.

Xu Ziyan didn't take part in the battle this time. She could see very clearly that the man with the gun really didn't have the slightest vitality. He looked like a dead man. Moreover, when fighting, there was no fluctuation of breath on his body, and he could not see what cultivation he was.

However, Xu Ziyan now also knows that his position seems to have gone beyond the scope of the other party's attack and will not attack himself. Then he closed his eyes again and entered into the breathing.

Another hour later, Xu Ziyan restored her cultivation and immediately sank her divine consciousness into Ziyan's space, because she found that the water of one palm had disappeared from her body, and she was worried about whether the water of one palm had been hurt.

As soon as he entered the Ziyan space, Xu Ziyan saw a palm of water floating in the Xianhe river. In Xu Ziyan's feeling, one palm of water is injured, but the injury is very slight, I'm afraid it won't take another hour to recover. He put down his heart, took back the divine consciousness, and stood up from the ground.

"Master!" Gouming salutes respectfully.

Xu Ziyan nodded, speechless, and looked at the end of the passage. His eyebrows were locked. He suddenly moved in his heart. He remembered that he had collected a Mahayana corpse in the ghost sea on the vast continent and turned him into a puppet. Is the man with the gun a human puppet?

No! At the beginning, the Mahayana corpse still exudes the power of Mahayana, but the gun bearer doesn't show any power. What's the matter?

Xu Ziyan opened Kun Peng's eyes and looked at the man with the gun opposite him. Heart a shock, scattered Kunpeng eyes, eyes deeply locked up. Now she has understood that the other side is not a Dharma practitioner, but a martial arts practitioner, and it is an extremely rare physical training in martial arts. She specializes in cultivating noumenon, which is similar to Xu Ziyan's sword Qi determination, but more thorough than sword Qi determination.

Therefore, there is no breath of Dharma cultivation in his body, but the noumenon has been cultivated to the level of Jiupin immortal. How can Xu Ziyan be hostile when he practices his body to the level of Jiupin immortal utensil and holds another Jiupin immortal utensil in his hand? Xu Ziyan felt powerless in her heart.

Xu Ziyan's heart suddenly moved, the opposite monk with a gun seemed to have died, otherwise he could not have a breath of living people. So he is really a puppet. Then it is the divine consciousness sealed in the sea of consciousness that supports his action. His divine sense should have been erased by the man who made him into a puppet, and he entered the order to guard here. Moreover, there is a scope for his actions. If I can destroy his divine consciousness, won't everything be solved?

Xu Ziyan turns over his hand and takes out the jade flute. He condenses the music into a bunch and plays the music to kill the soul and lead the soul to sleep.

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