Under the black and white sky.

The palms of the shirtless man were numb, and the purple lightning all over his body was dull. Venerable Mo Chan was also covered in scars, and the charred blackness caused by the purple lightning made him look a bit like a beggar.

The surrounding area was filled with pure white light. This pure color light came from a pure white spiritual staff in the hand of the woman in white, just like an angel summoning light to come.

Seeing how embarrassed Lord Mochan was, the girl in white gauze said, "Please leave the training session first."

Venerable Mo Chan couldn't help but feel happy on his face, and he cupped his hands and said: "Thank you Holy Envoy." The other party had a great background, and he didn't dare to show off, so he spent 12% of his energy in the previous fights, and now it's really fast.

No more.

The shirtless man frowned, and the young venerable fellow next to him immediately flew to support the three venerables who were struggling to resist.

And he stepped forward and bowed his hands, saying, "Isn't this fellow Taoist from the Toad Clan? Why are you so careful?"

The woman in white has a calm and indifferent face, neither smiling nor angry, and her voice is quite ethereal, which makes people feel respected. "This thing is innately compatible with me, not for the toad clan, but for me.

You'd better retreat, otherwise disaster will inevitably come."

As soon as the words came out, it was like a god transmitting a law, intimidating the mind. The shirtless man secretly said something bad in his heart, and the whole body was shaken by purple thunder, and the loud rumbling sound of thunder echoed in the ears, shaking the mind and dispelling the phantom sound.

The woman in white took the opportunity to spread her hands, and her pupils instantly turned into terrifying pure white. Without her pupils, two white divine lights shot out directly towards each other.

A purple-white light wave suddenly spread out in the sky, shaking the void and shattering the small world into three parts again.

At this moment, a red and green arrow suddenly shot out from the ground below, like a star falling from the sky, with a stream of terrifying flames directed towards Venerable Mo Chan who was still watching the fight on the horizon.

Mo Chan's heart was filled with fear. Just as his soul reacted, the terrifying long arrow had already arrived in front of him.

At the critical moment, instinct is faster than consciousness, and the long tongue suddenly shoots out from the mouth.

"Bang~"

There was a loud noise and blood poured out.

The long arrow shot straight into the opponent's long tongue with a chaotic edge. From the tongue arrow, it pierced into the tongue pillar, then passed through and pierced straight into the base of the tongue, penetrating the entire long tongue.

The dizzying pain made Mo Chan unusually conscious at the moment of life and death. The same long black arrow shot out from his mouth, facing the red and green arrows tit for tat.

"Boom~"

A loud sound came from the mouth of Venerable Mo Chan, and the long black flame arrow was shot away in the billowing black smoke. The long red and green arrow carried the vast power of the four elements of earth, wind, water, and fire, and shot through the throat of Venerable Mo Chan.

These changes shocked all the golden immortals present and stopped their actions one after another. Although they did not know the story of the snipe and the clam fighting for the fisherman's profit, they definitely understood the truth.

Qing Ling flashed out, waved her hand again, and then the God Killer spun around and stabbed into the soul of Venerable Mochan's entrance.

The woman in white quickly dropped the staff in her hand, and like a sun setting, infinite light shrouded the earth, and the shocking weather situation even shocked the Golden Immortal.

Qing Ling's face was cold, and without any hesitation, he shot out the Soul-killing Needle at the end of the God-killing Arrow. The needle refined from his heart, eyes and soul carried the endless resentment of the gods and pierced into the soul of Venerable Mo Chan, infecting the soul with vitality and poison.

The great sun plunged straight down, trying to suppress the people below with the force of Mount Tai.

The green spirit raised its hand and pushed, and the sky rope flew into the sky and connected. The green silk net was wide open. There were thousands of knotted spirits in the net of nothingness. They were as big as Xumi and as small as mustard seeds. The net enveloped the sky and covered the sky and the sun.

The old woman in green was furious, and just about to take action, she saw a silver needle inserted between the eyebrows of Lord Mo Chan's spirit. Lord Mo Chan's fear, resentment, and murderous intention were all absorbed into one needle.

The God-killing Arrow arrived, crushing the sluggish Yuanshen with the power of chaos.

"Boom~"

There was a thunder in the sky, and the thunder and lightning were thousands of miles away. The heaven and earth sensed the fall of the golden immortal, and created Taoism on their own.

Qing Ling, on the other hand, pulled back the slingshot and returned the god-killing arrow, bringing with it the dead souls under the arrow, adding another powerful and evil aura.

"Go on, I'll take my leave!"

Qing Ling hurriedly turned and left.

Behind him, the old woman in green clothes flashed with anger in her eyes, but she glanced at the silent woman in white clothes and still did not take action.

This old woman is the leader of the Chimu Clan. When the Crimson Fire Toads merged, she took the initiative to give up a scum like Mo Toad. She never thought that he would cling to the Spirit Toad King and prosper in the unified Toad Clan.

He targeted her many times, but turned a blind eye because of the Ling Toad King. Now that he died unexpectedly here, it was naturally the best thing to do.

Just now, she instinctively reacted faster and even blocked the arrow, but a moment of hesitation in her heart indirectly determined the life or death of Lord Mo Chan.

This arrow, which took thousands of years of savings and thousands of sacrifices to the gods, turned into a god-killing image. Killing it with one arrow in a sneak attack really made Qing Ling successful.

The five Golden Immortal Venerables present were naturally happy, and it was much easier to lose one Golden Immortal.

But when they looked back, they saw that the huge cocoon on the sky suddenly cracked open, and a thousand-foot-long white bat flew out from it. Its wings were white on the top and black on the bottom. As it flapped, the small world collapsed instantly, and the world collapsed, and

It took advantage of the space storm to fly directly.

Several Golden Immortal Venerables flew to catch up. If the white bat ran away, why would they fight?

However, this white bat was extremely smart and was born ahead of time to destroy the small world. The world was torn apart, all phenomena were in chaos, and the four phenomena of earth, wind, water, and fire were shooting at each other, but it also blocked several golden immortals for a moment.

And it took advantage of this gap and instantly flew in the direction of Qing Ling. It spread its wings and the black and white light streams transformed into a cloud of gas and rushed into the distance.

Qing Ling, who had fled tens of thousands of miles away, glanced at him with his spiritual thoughts, and his face turned ugly. The innate spirit bred in the small world actually chased him, and I don't know what kind of secret technique was used. It was perfect at the heaven level and it actually had the ability to be better than the golden immortal.

A quick three-point escape.

Further back, several Golden Immortal Venerables had escaped from the collapsed small world and were chasing after it.

Qing Ling hurriedly turned around and ran away again. He didn't care what happened to the people behind him. Preserving his own life was the most important thing. He immediately rose directly into the sky and rushed into the Nine Heavens Gang Wind, no longer hiding his clumsiness, and ran away thousands of miles away.

Just when Qing Ling flew hundreds of thousands of miles and thought nothing was wrong, he looked back with his spiritual thoughts, and his face froze for a moment. The black and white bat actually flew into the Nine Heavens Gang Wind, and could even fly faster with the help of the Nine Heavens Gang Wind.

The other party's eyes flashed, and a voice that sounded like magnetism and light reached Qing Ling's ears. "Please give me some help from the gods. As long as the gods help me escape from this disaster, the little god is willing to be planted with a Taoist ban by the gods.

Life and death are tied in your hands, I will accompany you everywhere, and I will worship you for the rest of my life."

Qing Ling raised his eyebrows, with no intention of stopping. He was not someone who would draw out his sword to help when there was an injustice. Each disaster had its own destiny. It was its disaster that it was forced to give birth in advance and escape, but Qing Ling did not intend to be its disaster.

Luck.

It's not cold-blooded, it's powerless. If he were the Great Luo Supreme, he might take action when faced with gods who had experienced the same thing, but he was really not sure about the group of golden immortals behind him.

However, what the little god said just now sounded a little familiar. It seemed that he had said it before, but the person who heard it was already dead.

Qing Ling fled forward, escaping from the entanglement of cause and effect.

This divine bat is chasing, chasing the thin line between life and death!
Chapter completed!