C813 Meeting Again

Swoosh! Suddenly, Zuo Yu and the others rushed out of the black smoke in a flash. The smoke was full of ghosts.

They had already escaped for ten thousand miles. The specters finally gave up.

The few of them did not have time to react. All of them were filled with killing intent and imposing manner. Then, they turned around and looked back. Those specters had already abandoned them and left.

"Damn... I'm so tired of dragons." little cheap dragon's entire body was covered in blood. He laid down on the ground and gasped for breath.

Wuhen and the others also sat down.

Zuo Yu did not sit down. He was still standing straight. There was another person who did not sit either. That was Bai Yi. She was a girl, so she naturally did not lose her image like the other men.

"Boom! Suddenly, there was a loud sound, scaring little cheap dragon so much that he bounced up. "Damn, what's going on..."

The group of people looked behind them.

"There's an undying expert fighting. It seems like there's also an undying combat strength ghost." Zuo Yu said.

"Don't tell me there are also so many of them? Then there's no need to play anymore. Just run away." little cheap dragon muttered.

"I don't think so. They seem to have territorial awareness..."

After an inexplicable and dangerous battle, the group of people left in a sorry state, covered in wounds.

"This isn't the entrance to hell, right? Then would there be an entrance to heaven? Hehe, I am looking forward to this... "

"Bullshit hell, where would there be hell? It's just a bunch of remnant souls. If I was at my peak, I would have killed them all with a single slap..."

The group of people casually discussed as they walked further and further away.

Time slowly passed.

The rampage of the specters earlier had caused a huge commotion, and many people had died. Some of the people who had entered this place were incomparably shocked. However, the matter had long since passed, and those specters had once again disappeared.

Under the conflict of interests, the battle was still continuing.

The white fog was boundless. Zuo Yu and the others walked over from the slope in the distance. They seemed to be worn out and in a sorry state.

Their injuries had healed a long time ago, but they had encountered a lot of things. They still suffered some injuries when they encountered some enemies.

They had also gained something. Their strength was also being refined and slowly improving.

Boom! Just as they walked past, the sound of fighting could be heard from the other side of the slope. Following that, a figure covered in blood tumbled backwards. It seemed like he was not going to live anymore. However, the demonic aura around his body still showed his identity.

"Someone from the Dark Star Sect?" little cheap dragon rolled his eyes.

Swoosh! Immediately after, the sound of the wind was heard. A few figures quickly chased after them. From afar, they could feel the oppressive sword Qi.

"One-Line Mountain?" little cheap dragon let out a strange laugh.

The sword Qi whistled and the killing intent was ice-cold. A few figures quickly appeared. They had also noticed that there was someone there. The sword Qi had locked onto them and was ready to kill them at any time.

Zuo Yu and the others remained calm and composed as they walked past.

"Stop right there." The man shouted coldly. He immediately slashed out a sharp sword energy in front of them, stopping them from moving.

"Loong Jianxiao, Zuo Yu!" The man stopped Zuo Yu and the others, but he cried out in shock and his facial expression changed slightly.

"So it's you, old bastard. Kaka, I have been looking for you for a long time. Come, come here and face your death..." little cheap dragon's eyes sparkled. He beckoned at the man and laughed strangely.

One of the people who had arrived was an old acquaintance, Mo Changkong. Back when Shen Ji was chasing after Zuo Yu, Mo Changkong was chasing after little cheap dragon. It could be said that he had hunted them down miserably.

"How dare you!" Before Mo Changkong could say anything, the other old man beside him was infuriated.

"Hmph! I didn't kill you last time. You won't be able to escape this time." Mo Changkong's face darkened. Not long ago, he had also broken through to the Middle Period of Void Stage. He had confidence in himself. Besides, some of the experts of their mountain were right behind him. He was used to being arrogant on the mountain. He didn't even know the combat strength of Zuo Yu and the others. Or perhaps he had only heard a little about it, and didn't believe it at all.

Just as Mo Changkong was about to send a signal to call for help, little cheap dragon had already walked up to him with a lewd smile on his face.

"You are courting death!" Mo Changkong and the other Middle Period of Void Stage old man were furious. Both of them stepped forward almost at the same time and swung their swords at little cheap dragon's neck.

"Kaka..." little cheap dragon let out a strange laugh and made a face at the two of them. He then raised his fist and punched at them.

With a loud bang, little cheap dragon's fist shadow arrived first. A punch covered the two of them. The sword Qi of the two of them shattered with a loud bang. After that, the two of them fell backwards without any resistance.

Mo Changkong's facial expression changed dramatically. He spat out a mouthful of blood, "You..." He was filled with disbelief. He began to panic. His body had actually been blasted into a pile of slag, and his life force was rapidly disappearing. How could this be... How could he be so strong? If he had known this would happen, he would have turned around and fled. No, if he knew this would happen, he would have killed this little thief at all costs. Mo Changkong was filled with resentment.

"Hehe, aren't you very awesome? I told you not to provoke me. You still don't listen to me? What are you looking at? No matter how I look at you, you're still an old undying being. The difference between you and this dragon is like the difference between heaven and earth... " little cheap dragon was so angry that he didn't want to pay with his life.

Mo Changkong gave little cheap dragon a hateful look. He spurted out another big mouthful of blood and fell to the ground.

"Little thief, colluding with the Devil Sect is unforgivable. You all deserve to die..." The other old man wasn't taken care of by little cheap dragon, but he wasn't dead yet. He gave little cheap dragon a hateful glance, then turned around and fled. As he ran, he shouted and sent out a signal. This was to convict little cheap dragon, Zuo Yu, and the others. From now on, it would show their righteousness.

"Your grandfather really gave you face." little cheap dragon cursed. With a flash, he threw a punch at them.

The old man roared furiously and swung his sword to block the attack, but it was useless. He was sent flying away. This time, his life force was instantly cut off.

There were still a few people left on One-Line Mountain, but their strength was even weaker. They were all at the Early Void Stage. Initially, they were still aggressive, but at this moment, they no longer had the will to fight. They turned around and fled.

Zuo Yu threw a punch at them from behind, knocking them all down.

Hu! In an instant, the void in front of them flickered, and the killing intent was extremely cold. Then, a few more people arrived. Most of these people were expert of Tianshan, and their sword energies were awe-inspiring. There were also some experts from other subsidiary powers.

They were already fighting with the people of Dark Star Sect, and it was obvious that they had the upper hand. Now, their Qi was flourishing, and their killing intent was surging.

When the man saw the corpses on the ground, his killing intent intensified, "It's you little thieves! Humph! Kill them without hesitation!"

A Peak of Void Stage warrior of One-Line Mountain spoke in an indifferent tone. A group of people made a promise with a loud voice, and with a sneer on their faces, they started slaughtering their way out.

They thought they had the advantage in numbers, but it was a pity that they were wrong. They had made a huge mistake.

Zuo Yu and the other eight stepped forward and faced the enemy head-on. In just a single exchange, the enemy was thrown into chaos. At this moment, the experts behind One-Line Mountain were still rushing forward, and they had yet to react.

Zuo Yu and the others rushed forward and killed a few more people. They were on completely different levels. The eight of them had a tacit understanding. Their Dao souls were domineering, and their attacks were unstoppable.

The Peak of Void Stage warrior roared furiously and rushed forward, but he was killed by Bai Yi's sword. Jianlan and Lei Bao didn't interfere, because this Peak of Void Stage warrior was the closest to Bai Yi.

"How could this be?"

"Let's go..."

The strongest person in the group was instantly killed. Coupled with the fact that his companions were killed one after another, the remaining people collapsed and fled in all directions.

Hu! In a split second, the void on the battlefield flashed. Zuo Yu and the other three split up into eight directions. After that, all of them were sent flying. None of them managed to escape.

Rumble! Zuo Yu and the other eight people quickly gathered together. The sounds of fighting in front of them became even louder. There were also people fighting violently, and there were also people aggressively attacking them.

Zuo Yu and the others were full of fighting spirit. They stepped forward and welcomed the attack.

"Zuo Yu, it's you guys!" The newcomer shouted coldly. His killing intent was not concealed at all. This time, it was the expert from Holy Temple. The Rising Sun directly enveloped them.

Zuo Yu and the others didn't slow down. They also rushed forward.

The two of them met in an instant. There were only two Late Period of Void Stage warriors from the Holy Temple. It had to be said that they were too arrogant. With just a single exchange, all of them were sent flying away.

Zuo Yu and the others moved forward and arrived at the chaotic battlefield in front of them.

They saw the expert from Holy Temple leading some men to chase after some of the men from the Dark Star Sect. There were only a few men left from the Dark Star Sect. All of them were covered in blood, and some of them were constantly falling down. The morale of the Holy Temple was as high as a rainbow, and they were incomparably ferocious.

* Hong! * As soon as Zuo Yu and the others arrived, a figure flew over and crashed onto the ground not far away from them.

Zuo Yu's eyes lit up slightly. It was actually him?

It was a white-haired old man. He was none other than the elder Jing Muang whom he hadn't seen for many days. At this moment, blood was flowing out of his eyes, nose, and mouth. His injuries were extremely serious, and he looked like he was about to die.

Jing Muang also noticed that there were some people nearby, or perhaps he felt that they were familiar. He tried his best to turn his head to look, and then he was stunned for a moment. "Wind language, dragon roar..." Just as Jing Muang was about to speak, a large amount of blood flowed out of his mouth.