Chapter 852

Spiritual Consciousness Under the pressure, the Golden Core Disciple is like the fallen leaves in the river.

A group of Golden Core Disciple on the verge of collapse, Changyun is complexion pale.

“Senior is so, don’t you think it’s too much to deceive?” Chang Yun sipped.

Tan Xuan pupil light is indifferent, “Bully too much? Cultivation World is a weak meat, Powerhouse is respected, how to deceive people?”

“If you blame, you will be worse than me!”

“There is still seven time left!”

In the face of Tan Xuanwei pressure, a group of Disciples are on the verge of collapse.

Near the edge of the great array, the smoke was full of alcohol and turned to look at Qin Xuan. “Junior Brother, why have you not told them since you have expected it?”

Qin Xuan stood shoulder-to-hand, and the Spiritual Consciousness of the Tan Xuan was everywhere, as if it were not.

But at this moment, Chang Yun and other people are all in the body of Tan Xuan, never pay attention.

“I have already reminded me!”

The long-smooth pupil light trembled and shook his head.

“What do we do? Look at the look of the Junior Brother. It doesn’t seem to be going to hand over the storage Magical Treasure?” The long smoke sighed. “I am a drunkard. It’s fine for this singer, but it’s a pity. The cloud, the Magical Treasure, is rare in Heavenly Cloud Sect.”

Qin Xuan suddenly smiled and looked at the long smoke. “Senior Sister doesn’t really think that the Spirit Transformation big cultivator called Tan Xuan will blindly let the idiots leave?”

Long smoke startled, turns the head to look at Qin Xuan.

Qin Xuan smiles indifferently. “The importance of the Magical Treasure, even the Nascent Soul True Monarch will be tempted, not to mention that Tan Xuan is just a Spirit Transformation big cultivator.”

“Changyun is the Disciple of the Mountain Road. If the Magical Treasure is taken away, the Moonland is just a Small Country in the Northern Wilderness. Even the Nascent Soul True Monarch has never been there. How to wait for the Jun.”

Qin Xuan shook his head gently. “Senior Sister thought, who would be as stupid as this cloud, let the tiger return to the mountains?”

The face of the long smoke was shocking, and she stared at the Tan Xuan, and her heart suddenly felt shocked.

“Junior Brother is saying…”

“Tan Xuan intends to bury everyone here, then why did he give 10 breaths time!” The face of the long smoke suddenly changed.

“There are thirty or forty people in the field, and there is also Magical Treasure in the hands. Changyun has the Magical Treasure, and its strength is not weaker than the ordinary Spirit Transformation Realm.” Qin Xuan indifferently said: “If all the Disciples are paid The Magical Treasure, if Long Cloud loses the Magical Treasure, with this Tan Xuan cultivation base, killing the Golden Core…”

Qin Xuan quietly looked at Tan Xuan, slightly paused, “just like a chicken!”

The sound fell, the Tan Xuan in the tunnel entrance, finally slowly sounded, “10 breaths has arrived, it seems that wait…”

The voice has not yet fallen, and one of the Golden Core Disciple will be ready to hear.

“Senior, I am willing to hand over the storage Magical Treasure!”

Disciple was full of fear, and directly dropped the waist pocket.

With one person surrendering the storage Magical Treasure, the rest of the Golden Core cultivator suddenly changed color.

In front of Tan Xuan, they have not had a little resistance, and Changyun is a complexion.

“You are such an idiot, you really think that he will let us go!” Changyun is even more angry at this moment.

He is not an idiot. If they are not Heavenly Cloud Sect Disciple, his Master is not a Void Return. He is also very talented. Maybe Tan Xuan may let them leave.

However, if Tan Xuan let them go to Heavenly Cloud Sect for revenge, Void Return will retaliate, how Tan Xuan will make such a stupid thing.

A group of Golden Core Disciple stunned, and suddenly, Tan Xuan blinked brightly in the eyes.

“Worthy is Heavenly Cloud Sect, the first Golden Core in Nei Cong, and if that is the case, then you have to blame me!” He slowly screamed, and suddenly, Spiritual Consciousness went straight into the clouds, at the same time, in his hands A small knife emerged, but the size of seven inches, all over the body, there is a mysterious texture.

Wasteland Throwing Knife!

With the Tan Xuan sacrifice, this Throwing Knife suddenly went straight to the long cloud, and the killing intent in the eyes did not cover up the little bit.

“Hahaha, Senior, why bother with them nonsense, ask me to say, directly make a move to kill it!” Li and more is coldly laugh, under the foot, a whisk in the hand, three thousand white silk directly fell That’s all on the Golden Core Disciple.

The several Golden Core Disciple, which had previously dropped the storage Magical Treasure, had not even screamed, and the white silk hole pierced the head and the blood oozing out.

Hōng!

This scene seems to be thundering and thundering in everyone’s mind, making the Golden Core cultivator instantly awake, and the eyes are endlessly scared.

“A fight and a life force, make a move!”

The long cloud roared, and the white sword in his hand flew out, with the wilderness Throwing Knife.

The two are opposite each other. In just one moment, the white scorpion sword will be dim, and Changyun can’t help but spurt a big mouthful of blood.

Suddenly, a Spiritual Consciousness, like Throwing Knife, goes straight into the Sea of ​​Consciousness, slash toward the white cloud cover.

Hōng!

Changyun only feels that his head is stunned by a sledgehammer. He is dizzy, and the Magical Treasure is precious, but it is not omnipotent. It is difficult to resist Tan Xuan’s entire Spiritual Consciousness.

“Thunder Cloud Sword Style !”

Suddenly, Chang Yun was forced to stun, angrily roared, and his mouth spurted blood, and fell on the white sword, dyed the white sword into red.

Hōng!

I saw the white sword, smashed Sword Qi, like a golden cloud, bombarded a path of gold thunder, fell to the wilderness Throwing Knife, and actually blocked its edge.

At the same time, Chang Yun almost moved the figure to the extreme. When he shot his waist, there was a triangular gold cone in his hand.

Broken mountain cone!

Seven Magical Treasure, even Tan Xuan is not micro-condensed by the pupil light.

“Worthy is Heavenly Cloud Sect Disciple, trivial Golden Core, even with the Magical Treasure, there are two big seven Magical Treasure!” Tan Xuan eyes shocked.

I saw that the broken mountain cone went straight above the cave and wanted to penetrate the cave and take the opportunity to escape.

Hōng!

The cave is on the verge of collapse, and the broken cone penetrates the mountain belly, revealing a passage.

At the same time, Li He also make a move, he killed several Golden Core, if the tiger into the wolves, every sweep of the dust, there is a body body broken, there is a Golden Core Disciple phlegm and fly.

At this moment, the long smoke was finally unbearable, and she passed the complexion calm Qin Xuan and sighed.

Suddenly, she brought up the wine gourd in her hand, filling it in the mouth, and her eyes seemed to be drunk.

“Junior Brother, you can run away, I will block you for the next two!” The smoke condensed, and she opened her mouth slightly. The delicate lips of the lips spurt a sullen wine, and there was a sharpness in the wine. Put the broken sword in her hands.

“cut!”

A burst of bang, sounded in this cave, the wine wrapped in a sword, such as the scorpio.

Suddenly, Li and his face were shocked, turning the head to look at the long smoke, and the eyelids were slightly condensed.

“court death!”

He screamed, Spiritual Consciousness as a needle, rushing into the Sea of ​​Consciousness, the long smoke complexion was pale, but she forcibly resisted the Spiritual Consciousness.

Hōng!

Broken swords swayed, and suddenly fell on the real body of Li He’s body, and once again, Li and the body of the body were split.

The sound of breaking the sword into the body sounded, and for a moment, Li He’s robes were torn apart, accompanied by Li and surprised and angry, and a broken arm fell.

The broken sword was folded back, and the long smoke held the sword and the shoulders swayed.

“I haven’t used a sword for a long time!”

She laughed aloud, a hand-held sword, holding the wine gourd in one hand and wiping the corner of her mouth. Although her look was pale, she still had no fear when she was Li He.

Long smoke smiles, carrying a broken sword jug, as if already drunk, “What about Spirit Transformation? It is!”