The villain is right beside me

"Kill! Disciples, break out with me! I will get you out today even if I risk my life!" Uncle Gongsun roared and led a group of people to break out to the east.

This is just a direction. There are people everywhere in Piaomiao Sect. Many elders in the sect are leading their disciples to break through.

When disaster strikes, only a bloody battle can give you a chance to survive.

In the sky, Cang Yuanzi stretched out his hand towards the Sword God Peak, and the sword monument rose directly from the ground. It turned out to be a huge stone sword, simple and majestic. He held it in his palm as if to shake the sky.

Chen Zhenzi chanted the mantra, and the entire sect rose a lot higher. The surrounding formations were covered with dense runes, starlight gathered, and the entire mountain range was actually moving very fast.

Patriarch Tianheng's eyelids twitched. The foundation of the Piaomiao Sect was almost catching up with that of the Sanqing Sect.

In the sect's ancestral temple, a statue seemed to wake up, full of spirit. In mid-air, an illusory figure appeared. As soon as this figure appeared, it turned into a monk with an immortal appearance. His eyes suddenly opened and closed, and the aura on his body suddenly spread out, with an indescribable terrifying pressure.

“That’s actually... the power to cut off one’s body!” Master Chaos’ eyes gleamed with brilliance. He couldn’t believe that a sect like Piao Miao could have the power to cut off one’s body!

Mu Qing's heart was also shaken at this moment. He looked at the figure in the air, which seemed to have replaced the sky and was extremely oppressive.

"Senior, you actually sent me such a precious treasure." Mu Qing was grateful in his heart. In this way, most of the opponent's main forces could be stopped, and the other people in Piaomiao Sect could also relieve a lot of pressure.

There were six Infant Transformation Realm cultivators on the opposite side, all of whom were carrying treasures. The ancestors could still stop them for a moment, but the other uncles were leading their disciples in a bloody fight.

"Evil Soul!" Mu Qing no longer hid his abilities. He summoned the Evil Soul to clear the way. His clone followed him, holding a spear. From a distance, one would think he had grown two heads and four arms.

"Kill!"

This was a bloody battle, extremely brutal. Amid the interweaving of spells, broken arms and limbs kept flying. Life seemed extremely fragile at this moment.

In front, several elders who led their disciples to break through, used their own bodies to block the powerful enemy in order to protect them.

Some enemies mainly attack the Sutra Repository or the Spiritual Medicine Garden, hoping to seize opportunities in the chaos.

"The Sutra Library is empty. The classics must be in the hands of those high-level officials. Hunt them down!" a cultivator from the Wheel Sea Realm shouted.

He slashed out a silver light, tearing the earth apart, and many old men's bodies turned into bloody mist.

"This is too much!" An old ancestor's eyes turned red and blood was flowing from his body, but he rushed straight forward to fight the enemy head-on.

Mu Qing held a palm print in his palm. No, perhaps it should not be called a seal. Under his actual spiritual power, a crystal clear big hand opened up, as white as jade, and with one palm, he smashed several cultivators of the same level into meat patties.

His actual spiritual power makes it hard to find an opponent in the same realm. He also possesses many powerful spells. Even the spear transformed by his spiritual power can emit the sound of metal and iron, making it invincible.

Bang bang bang!

In an instant, a bloody path opened up in front of Mu Qing. The people around were stunned by what they saw and were too scared to move forward.

"All disciples, follow me!" Mu Qing shouted. Unconsciously, he had already been truly immersed in the battle. Hearing his roar, the disciples who were still fighting in groups around him gradually moved closer to him.

Mu Qing had never had such a feeling before. His murderous eyes were bloodshot, and his white clothes were also stained with blood. But he still looked down on others with a fighting spirit soaring to the sky.

"Charge!" Mu Qing headed towards the north. His mind was clear. There were hundreds of thousands of mountains to the north. As long as he took them to hide there, they would be like fish swimming in the sea. No one would be able to find them.

Every time he took a step forward, a layer of cold ice would appear under his feet, and every corpse in front of him would turn into a mummy. From a distance, he looked like the King of Hell who was urging death, or the bloodthirsty Shura. He would kill gods and demons if they stood in his way.

There are always some people who shine more dazzlingly on the battlefield, and Mu Qing is one of them. Unconsciously, some monks in the Lunhai Realm couldn't help but look at him, because under his leadership, all the disciples below the Building Platform Realm of Piaomiao Sect were in cahoots and leaned towards him.

Mu Qing also noticed that many eyes were looking at him, and there were even enemies. Some enemies at the Platform Building Realm were gathering and rushing towards him.

"Looking for death!" A huge water shield emerged in front of Mu Qing. This was the magical power of water. However, he did this not for protection, but for attack!

Push it open for me!

Mu Qing teleported out without any warning. This movement was like a surging wave. His momentum increased greatly. With a loud bang, he was like a violent sea beast. Wherever he passed, the sound of breaking bones spread. No matter how the opponent attacked, they could not hold Mu Qing back at all.

Without pausing, Mu Qing disappeared again in a flash. Relying on his great speed, agility and powerful magic, he was like a fish in water on this battlefield.

Many people attacked from the flanks, and Mu Qing slapped his storage bag, and a lot of refined corpses appeared! These refined corpses were made from corpses he collected in the airspace battlefield and various places in Tianjiao Pass. They were not only fierce, but also poisonous.

"Hahaha! Let you also have a taste of the corpse explosion! Come on!" Under Mu Qing's command, countless corpse puppets rushed in all directions like a tide, like a group of demons dancing wildly, with a terrifying momentum.

A cultivator at the Platform Building Realm looked at it with disdain and easily chopped off the head of a corpse puppet. Then he saw that the corpse puppet in front of him was rapidly expanding, like a balloon that was about to explode.

not good!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!

On the battlefield, the sound of corpse puppets exploding one after another was not only violent, but also caused corpse poison to splatter everywhere, which had a corrosive effect. Some had their limbs blown off, and some had their eyeballs injured...

When the people around saw this, they were all terrified, and even looked incredulous. Is this the Piao Miao Sect? Is this a disciple of the Piao Miao Sect? How come he looks more like a demon cultivator than a demon cultivator?

Amid the howling of ghosts and wolves, Mu Qing did not stop at all. He just focused on killing! Kill! Kill! Kill!

At this moment, a cultivator from the Lunhai Realm suddenly rushed towards Mu Qing on the battlefield. He was a skinny old man with a hooked nose, and his eyes were filled with a hint of madness.

Mu Qing teleported back without thinking, holding the water shield in his left hand. Then, a sharp purple light attacked him, leaving a deep mark on the shield.

"Oh!" The skinny old man exclaimed. His sword was always invincible. Not to mention the defenses of masters of the same level, many died under his sword. He was actually defended by a junior.

Mu Qing took a look and found that the opponent was actually a cultivator in the middle stage of the Wheel Sea Realm, who was not someone he could defeat at the moment. He was the only one around him, but he could not retreat because there were many disciples behind him.

"You are indeed a child of destiny. The fact that you can take my sword is enough for me to smile!" A fierce light flashed in the skinny old man's eyes. What he loved most in his life was to slaughter those Qilin children. He was even happier to slaughter those who were more talented and capable.

Mu Qing dared to claim that he was invincible in the same realm, but he was not confident enough to cross the border and kill the enemies. It took a lot of effort for the four of them to join forces to kill a blue-blooded old monster from the lower realm of Lunhai.

"We must turn defense into offense!" Mu Qing was also helpless. Why did he always encounter enemies crossing the border to kill them?

The skinny old man took out a small black sword, and a purple-black light surged out. Mu Qing immediately released layers of water shields, but they broke into pieces, forcing him to spit out blood.

Under Mu Qing's feet, a deep gully extended hundreds of feet away, as if a huge millstone was rolling.

Mu Qing felt as if his whole body was pierced by thousands of arrows, and blood kept flowing from the corners of his mouth. If it weren't for his strong physique, he would have been killed by this sword.

“Not dead yet!” The skinny old man was extremely surprised to see that Mu Qing was still breathing. He had killed countless geniuses of his generation with this sword, so why did it fail now?

The skinny old man slashed out a purple-black sword beam again, like a half-moon, rushing towards him rapidly. Suddenly, a white shadow floated out in front of him, and a sense of murderous coldness suddenly spread out, and the sword beam was actually frozen into pieces!

what?

The skinny old man thought he was dazzled. He opened his eyes wide and saw a white shadow emerging in front of him. It turned out to be a little girl with a smiling face and a black ponytail. She was wearing a snow-white floral dress. Her face was also pale. She didn't look cute at all, but rather creepy.

Mu Qing had an illusion when he saw her. Maybe she had swallowed too many souls. Her body was becoming more and more material.

The smile on her face slowly faded, and was replaced by a kind of anger that Mu Qing had never seen before. However, this anger made her fair little face flushed, making her look a little... cute?!

The skinny old man could clearly sense that she emanated a murderous aura that was far more powerful than his own. This murderous aura had the power of magic and could even freeze his sword.

She turned into a white shadow, leaving only an icy white mark in the air. Wherever she passed, the wild grass and the ground were covered with a layer of ice and snow. The next moment, she stretched out her chubby white little hand.

The skinny old man didn't think this scene was cute, instead he felt his hair stand on end and raised his sword to block. Her cute little hand gently slapped the sword, and within a breath, the ice spreading from the sword quickly spread to the old man's right arm. At this moment, he felt the blood in his entire arm dry up instantly, and his arm was numb, as if his soul was being sucked away.

Oops!

The skinny old man acted decisively and actually broke his right arm. Blood was dripping, but at least it was better than having his entire upper body frozen into an ice sculpture.

"What kind of magical power is this!"

Shahun laughed and stepped forward to slap him on the crown of his head. The skinny old man shrank his head and his body turned into a black mist and tried to escape. If you can't afford to fight, then what can you afford to provoke?

She licked her lips, opened her mouth and spit out thousands of ice flowers. Each ice flower was transformed from a soul. They swirled and wandered around, making eerie whimpering sounds, just like a ghost town.

"Are you a ghost cultivator?" The skinny old man's heart trembled. He didn't know the existence of evil spirits, but this method that was almost like a ghost made him tremble with fear.

The ice flowers made a crackling sound, and the next moment, a terrifying impact like a tsunami broke out, and the ice flowers exploded in an instant, echoing throughout the heaven and earth.

This was different from Mu Qing's corpse explosion. This was a soul explosion, more terrifying! More violent! More crazy!

The explosion at such a distance immediately attracted the attention of the entire battlefield. What appeared before their eyes was a huge deep pit with the skinny old man as the center, which spread out for hundreds of feet. All life within this range was wiped out and turned into dust.

Mu Qing widened his eyes. Compared to the astonishment of the onlookers, he was more amazed at the current strength of Sha Hun. He actually killed a cultivator in the Wheel Sea Realm directly without leaving any trace.

I hope this guy won’t become more and more difficult to subdue in the future.

The evil spirit turned around, looked at Mu Qing, and smiled foolishly with two dimples.

Mu Qing felt bad, as the explosion just now had attracted all the attention.

"Xiao...Xiaohun! Hurry up! Clear the way!"

Mu Qing swallowed a few pills in a hurry, and after only a moment of recovery, he continued to rush north.

At this moment in the air, because of a moment of carelessness, ancestor Tianheng was hit by Cang Yuanzi's palm, causing his internal organs to be displaced and blood to spurt out.

"Asshole!" Patriarch Tianheng didn't expect that Piaomiao Sect would be so difficult to deal with. Fortunately, he brought his treasure with him this time.

Patriarch Tianheng took out a portrait, and when it was opened, an illusory beast appeared on it. The beast had ox horns and a python body, with only one eye on its forehead and three heads.

As soon as this strange beast appeared, it roared towards the sky, causing the sky and the earth to change color and countless ripples to spread out.