"puff!"

After just one encounter, the bronze corpse was killed by Liang Ying.

His eyes were defiant and he stretched out his body to kill Guiyun Sanren again.

"Golden elixir!!!"

Guiyun Sanren shouted inwardly, this Liang Ying must have been a Jindan cultivator in the past, otherwise his strength would not have been so strong.

Above the heaven!

"boom!"

Another bronze corpse was kicked away by Liang Ying, and the distance between the two was less than thirty meters.

"Boy!"

There was a sound of bones rubbing against each other all over Liang Ying's body. "If you were in the Nether Abyss, I could kill you with just a flick of my finger!"

"Unfortunately, this is the Jueling Island, so I can only do it myself and tear your bones apart one by one!"

"Let me make you understand that offending this old man is the worst choice you've ever made in your life!"

Liang Ying strode forward, murderous intent in his eyes undisguised.

Guiyun Sanren had an unsightly look on his face. He made a hand gesture and the last bronze corpse pounced towards Liang Ying again.

"it's useless!"

Liang Ying sneered, and scratched up and down with his claws again, leaving two claw marks deep enough to see the bone on the bronze corpse.

The last claw grabbed his neck again and twisted it hard, breaking all his cervical vertebrae.

The burly body involuntarily collapsed to the ground, twitching continuously.

At this moment, he also saw Guiyun Sanren suddenly take out a storage bag and slap it against his chest.

Liang Ying sneered, "What? You want to use the storage bag to beg me for mercy? It's too late...you...!"

His pupils shrank suddenly, as if he had seen something unbelievable.

"Aura! How did you ..."

"puff!"

Before he could finish his exclamation, he saw Guiyun Sanren make a hand gesture and a pitch-black flying sword suddenly shot out and pierced through his body in an instant!

Liang Ying's burly figure shook, his eyes full of disbelief.

"How, how is it possible!"

"How could there be spiritual energy on the Absolute Spirit Island?"

As soon as the words fell, the whole person fell heavily to the ground and died.

"Master Eagle!"

“Master Eagle…!”

Several men ran over in panic, but it was too late.

Guiyun Sanren sneered, and without hesitation, he made another hand gesture. The flying sword swirled and killed all of them again.

"Hehehe..."

"This is all your fault!"

"I didn't want to act so quickly, but I didn't expect..."

He said in a low voice, and at the same time he made another gesture, and a black soul-calling flag appeared in his hand.

With just a slight shake, several figures appeared in the void, and were drawn by a strange force and absorbed into the soul-summoning flag.

The leader with the most resentful look and the strongest soul power is Liang Ying's soul, which is almost turning into a resentful spirit!
"Good good..."

He laughed loudly and said, "This group of cultivators are trapped on Jueling Island. They are filled with resentment and there is a high probability that they will transform into resentful souls."

"This old man can refine another Hundred Ghosts Banner, hahahaha..."

"Rumble...!"

Suddenly, the ground beneath his feet began to shake again, startling him so much that he subconsciously looked into the distance.

In the east, the giant turtle's head that had originally lowered seemed to be rising again, as if it had sensed something.

"Um...this is?"

Guiyun Sanren's mind turned and he quickly thought of something.

"Aura!"

"This Xuantian Spirit Turtle was born because it sensed the spiritual energy..."

"Chance!"

He reached out and grabbed the storage bags from several corpses on the ground.

This group of monks are all elite soldiers under Chen Hu, so they all have storage bags in their hands.

Especially Liang Ying, he actually had three storage bags on him!

After collecting these storage bags, Guiyun Sanren quickly rushed towards the giant turtle. At this time, on the back of the giant turtle.

Dozens of figures were still fighting.

But those who clearly had the upper hand were from the White Lotus Sect of Eternal Life.

Especially Bai Cangmu, who was fighting one against two and was not at a disadvantage at all. He beat Chen Hu and Zhao Yu so hard that they lost all their temper.

But King Kong was entangled by the silver-haired woman.

In her hand was a silk scarf, which danced like a giant python, overcoming hardness with softness, and was most suitable for dealing with the martial arts of King Kong.

"Roar!"

Not far away, the giant tiger roared angrily and slapped a warrior into a pulp with one slap.

Qi Xuan and other members of the Qixuan Gang were also defeated by this Savage Tiger Venerable. Even Qi Xuan was slapped in the face, his face pale and seriously injured.

Bai Cangmu looked strange and said coldly: "I will give you two one last chance. Convert to my White Lotus Eternal Life Sect and you can be my sect's guardian!"

"if not……"

"Go to hell!"

Chen Hu slashed at him without hesitation.

"Guardian? Isn't that a puppet?"

"How can we monks be puppets?"

"Hehehe..."

Bai Cangmu laughed in a low voice: "What a pity..."

He stretched out his hands again, made a strange hand seal, and slapped Chen Hu's long sword with one palm.

At the same time, he turned back suddenly. Zhao Yu, who was about to punch, was in a trance and his speed was not only three points slower, but he was hit on the chest by Bai Cangmu's other palm, and the whole person flew backwards several meters away.

"Damn it!"

"What kind of martial arts technique is this..."

This white cangmu is really too difficult to deal with. It seems to have combined martial arts techniques and spiritual consciousness together.

Every time they fought, they would feel dizzy, even dazed, and unable to concentrate at all.

If both of them had not practiced the horizontal refining method and had not had thick skin and flesh, they would have been defeated by Bai Cangmu long ago.

"Elder!"

At this moment, a believer suddenly shouted: "The giant turtle's head has completely submerged in the water, hurry up..."

Bai Cangmu's pupils shrank slightly, but it was too late.

If the giant turtle's head falls into the water, it will be hard to say how long it will take for the next chance to return to the abyss.

Without any hesitation, he turned his mind into a needle and, with the huge power in his hands, he slashed fiercely at Chen Hu who was standing in front of him.

"Fight!"

Chen Hu roared, and suddenly a golden light burst out from his body.

Almost at the same time, a golden armor appeared on his body.

This armor is shaped like a tiger, with a faint picture of thousands of beasts paying homage to it, and even many human figures, exuding an extremely strong domineering aura.

Armor of the God of War!

The sword slashed down, carrying endless murderous intent and martial arts will, and instantly broke through Bai Cangmu's spiritual power and slashed fiercely on his chest.

"puff!"

"what……!"

Bai Cangmu screamed and flew backwards quickly, knocking down several believers in a row.

There was a deep wound on his chest that was so deep that the bone could be seen. It went directly from the right chest to the left abdomen, and he looked very miserable.

But even so, he did not die, but was seriously injured.

"Elder!"

"Master!"

The people from the White Lotus Eternal Life Sect exclaimed and abandoned their opponents to protect Bai Cangmu.

Zhao Yu, who was standing by, was also startled and said in shock: "You, you broke through!"

"Humph!"

Chen Hu snorted coldly and strode towards the White Lotus Eternal Life Sect with a long sword in hand.

"Senior Bai, how does this sword of mine taste?"

"Rumble...!"

At this moment, the head of the giant turtle that had already dived into the water suddenly trembled, and then turned back, with a pair of terrifying pupils staring at its back.

The huge mouth slowly opened again. (End of this chapter)