the villain in the purple mansion stretched out his right hand nervously, and the gray arrow pointed to the back with his right hand. With the sound of "soul stab", the small arrow disappeared from the purple mansion.

Xiao Yuanzhou was trying to solve the problem completely. When he got up, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his mind like acupuncture. He almost fell down, but then he recovered as before.

"What skill is this?" Xiao Yuanzhou was a little frightened. It must be very serious that a monk in the Qi refining period could cause such damage to the foundation.

If he can get to his own hands, he will be more powerful, but now he must not be given the opportunity to make another move.

Yi Heng just sent out the "soul stab". He saw the monk pause for a moment, and he looked like nothing. But he suddenly felt a huge pain in his mind, and he fell into chaos.

Is it false that the soul stabs others or hurts itself? He had no idea that the soul of the building foundation monk was so powerful that he could not move at all. Instead, he suffered a huge attack.

His facial features are bloody and terrifying. The most serious is that the villains in the purple mansion fall to the ground and are depressed, while the eight trigrams disk is completely hidden into chaos.

It\'s hard to distinguish between the southeast and the northwest. It\'s lucky that he can\'t fall into a coma. He just drives him to fly hard by his desire and instinct, but how long can he last?

"Go on the road." Xiao Yuanzhou looked at Yi Heng, whose speed was getting slower and slower. He knew that he must have been at the end of his tether and had no way to return to heaven.

With a wave of his right hand, a group of air will catch up with him and hit Yi Heng behind him. This time, Yi Heng has no defense.

In the night, with a loud noise, Yi Heng\'s body flew dozens of feet, and then fell like rags, as if there was no sign of life.

Xiao Yuanzhou also sighed secretly. He was able to stir up the three sects to fight for it. He was also proud to be a Qi refining friar under Huang quanxia.

"But what was the attack? But I\'ll check this bag later and I\'ll find out. "

Yi Heng falls faster and faster, and when Xiao Yuanzhou finds out that his body is full of dark and secluded mouth, he has no time to catch it.

If he wanted to fly with him, he felt a suction pull him down as soon as he got to the hole, which scared him to run quickly, and his whole body\'s spiritual power barely moved to the edge of the hole.

He looked at the dark hole in front of him in cold sweat. He didn\'t know if there was any danger in it, but he decided not to try it rashly. If Yi Heng was not killed, he would be seriously injured. How could he survive if he fell into this cave again?

Even if his invisible attack is a little strange, it seems that it doesn\'t work very well. There\'s no need to risk it.

This station is one night. At dawn, Xiao Yuanzhou is still standing at the edge of the cave. Now he can barely see the inside of the cave.

This is a slowly flowing river. It seems to be attracted by something near the entrance of the cave. It suddenly speeds up the speed of entering the hole, but it is very strange that there is no sound of huge flowing water.

There is no deep, dark, low hole. It is straight down and I don\'t know its depth. However, it seems that there is a monster opening its mouth to the sky and sucking hard, waiting for the prey to be sucked in.

An hour later, Xiao Yuanzhou completely gave up the idea of going in to have a look at it. When he reached this level, he became more cautious and knew that there were many things beyond his understanding.

Thinking about this, he no longer hesitated. He took up the magic weapon and went to the sky at a high speed. In a moment, he disappeared in the distance.

But here again restored the past calm, any monster did not dare to come here, only a slowly flowing river, with silent strange flow into the dark deep hole.

Yimen, an elder\'s loft.

Zeng Yushu knelt on the ground for three days and three nights. His face was pale, and he fainted to the ground. After half a sound, he got up slowly. His old self-confidence was gone.

A long scar on the neck is not scarred, but it is easy to see that the scuffle is fierce. If the elder master did not pull it at the critical moment, I am afraid that the scar would not be on the neck, but on the throat.

Her eyebrows were wrinkled and her eyes were bloodshot. Although she pretended to be strong, she could not hide the sad look on her face.

"If you don\'t go and heal well, what\'s the effect of kneeling here?" The monk in front of him finally opened his eyes, just like black charcoal all over his body, as if he had been struck by lightning, even his pale face had become burnt black.

This voice is still so cold, but let Zeng Yushu sober up from the semi coma state.

"Master, disciple, disciple, please go again." Choking out vague words, it is like to make the whole body strength, or excessive grief, a few coma.

Liu hen Han looks at Zeng Yushu in front of him, shakes his head and sighs. Where is the temperament like the wind fearless before?

After hearing that the building foundation friar chased Yi Heng, he was in a state of depression. His grief was better than that of his day. He didn\'t even bother to recuperate from his injuries. If he had not been allowed to leave the mountain gate again, he would have gone out to search for the misty forest.

"Jade book, the master has done his best and his school has done his best. If you really want to revenge, why don\'t you cheer up and take revenge in person?" Gently stroking the top of Zeng Yushu\'s head, a aura instantly melted into his body, and Zeng Yushu was more sober."Revenge, revenge, don\'t, I want elder martial brother Yi. Elder martial brother Yi will certainly be OK and will be OK." But the obsession in my mind can\'t be changed.

"Wake up." With a roar, Liu henhan knew that if he didn\'t take any medicine, he would go crazy.

By this roar, Zeng Yushu slowly raised his head and looked at Liu henhan.

His hair and eyebrows had long been reduced to ashes, and his face was like black charcoal. His eyes were weak, but his eyes were stern. Zeng Yushu knew that master had tried his best.

"If the foundation building friar pursues him, he will not escape this calamity unless."

"Except for what?" Zeng Yushu excitedly went up and took Liu henhan\'s arm. The starting point was not like ordinary people\'s flesh, but as dry and hard as a stick.

"Unless there is a miracle." Liu hen Han does not know whether the vitality left behind has any effect, but he can\'t think of any reason.

Zeng Yushu choked again. He had never felt so sad after practicing immortals for many years. He always thought that he should become stronger and stronger. However, he found that although his heart was strong, it was still made of flesh and blood.

When he touched the master\'s arm, he knew that the master was so injured that he was lucky to be able to save his life. How could he go again?

"Master, please have peace of mind to heal your wounds. I will try my best to cultivate them. Master doesn\'t have to worry about my disciples."

Such a serious injury has almost cut off the vitality. Now it is only supported by the strong aura of the spirit gathering array here. Once you leave here, I\'m afraid you will die.

"Go ahead. If you are in a hurry for revenge, you don\'t have to worry about the fighting method after ten years. If you have an opportunity, break through the foundation." Liu henhan\'s cold voice came again.

"Yes, master." Zeng Yushu knew that revenge could only be achieved by himself. He got up slowly, tried to stabilize his precarious figure, withdrew from the door, and then closed it gently.