Zhu Yiyi was not afraid and kicked Yu Zhiwen away with one kick, sending him flying high into the sky.

"She will die after three breaths, believe it or not?"

All the people in white clothes froze when they heard the sound.

Dogs don’t believe it!

But at this time, the words of such evil cultivators in the Southern Region are really untrue, and it is no longer important.

Even if the fish knows that it will die if it warms up, it is only a rare possibility, so be careful.

"Save people first!"

Among the people in white clothes, the leader took the lead in shouting out a shout, and immediately half of the people separated and jumped into the sky.

Various spiritual elements appeared, wanting to protect the unconscious Yu Zhiwen first.

The remaining people have spirit essences, their spiritual weapons are drawn out, their eyes are about to burst, and they want to chop into pieces the guy who dares to blaspheme the saint.

"die!!!"

The magnificent fluctuations of spiritual energy and the chaotic lights and shadows of swords did not make Zhu Yiyi's heart tremble in the slightest.

——This is not even as penetrating as Dao Qiongang’s smiling face.

Zhu Yiyi grabbed half of the Tianji puppet and regarded the dozens of figures coming towards him as nothing.

He is waiting!

When these people's spiritual skills and weapons really come to him...

"Eh~"

Zhu Yiyi smiled and stepped on the astrolabe on the ground. After it flew up, he stole the sky and changed the sun.

His figure disappeared in an instant.

"stop!"

"Stop it!"

The leader in white clothes holding the knife can be seen the clearest.

He slashed his knife downwards, trying to split Zhu Yiyi in two. Suddenly, the person in front of him turned into Yu Zhiwen!

This hand shocked people quite a bit!

The leader in Bai Yi hurriedly sheathed the sword. He didn't even have time to suppress the backlash of the force, and turned around to strike at his companion behind him.

——If the attacks of these people are not stopped, as long as there is a blind person, Yu Zhiwen will really die!

"boom!"

During the battle, violent spiritual energy fluctuations suddenly exploded.

With one hand, he changed the day and night, and completely numbed all the white clothes. By the time everyone realized that Zhu had turned into a fish and the real person had disappeared, they had already counted their breaths.

Stuck in this waiting time...

High in the sky, a group of slashers were still protecting people.

They have a clear division of labor. If Zhizhi is a little weaker, the purpose of himself and others will be to protect Yu Zhiwen.

The spiritual energy that was sent over one by one was either transformed into wind or bathed in rain. It was extremely gentle, so it was necessary to protect Yu Zhiwen, the head of the Taoist group.

But in the blink of an eye, the fainting saint turned into an ugly Zhu Yiyi!

"Surprised or not?"

"Is it surprising?"

Everyone is confused.

After a moment's delay, Zhu Yiyi grinned at them, showing a row of crooked teeth, and threw out another piece of paper.

“Jumping off the page!”

Buzz!

There was a strange sound.

Dozens of people rushed high into the sky, trying to protect Yu Zhiwen's slashing path, but they were all sealed in paper.

"Everyone, I'm here, are you blind?"

Zhu Yiyi finished sealing the person, grabbed the paper, and then taunted the white-clothed Taixu who were still frightened by the knife below, which almost killed Yu Zhiwen.

This sound is really so irritating.

"Damn thing!"

"You bitch, you better dare to look back!"

"Come down here, old man..."

All Taixu turned their heads to look up, and all flew out to pounce on Zhu Yiyi in the sky.

"Eh~"

I didn’t even see Zhu Yiyi make any moves...

He in the sky was replaced by Yu Zhiwen again.

The fish below knows the temperature and turns into a red one.

——Again, he steals the sky and changes the day, and it works every time!

This time, what was left in front of me was an old man holding Zhu Yiyi, dumbfounded.

And many people raised their knives and slashed high into the air... and Yu Zhiwen's white-clothed people were all dumbfounded.

Qingyuan Mountain seemed to be quiet for a moment.

“Jumping off the page!”

Zhu Yiyi threw out another piece of paper, leaving all the back to himself, and the unsuspecting Taixu took it away.

Of course, he didn't let go of the little old man who was holding him, who was obviously suffering from Alzheimer's disease.

"A bunch of middle-realm idiots!"

Zhu Yiyi grabbed the two pieces of paper in his hand, and after sealing everyone away, he glanced at the corner of his lips and revealed a sarcastic expression.

The evil magic in the southern region, Zhu Yiyi's courage... At this moment, even everyone was stunned.

It's all a joke!

This group of guys who have never dealt with Jinmen's stealing skills are even more miserable than Dao Qiongcang who was sealed in blood cloth as soon as they met!

A few dozen is too weak...

Put in the five regions, there are dozens of big guys who are enough to establish a sect!

What's more, they are dressed in white, which means that they are old guys who have dealt with all the dark forces in the five regions and have rich combat experience.

But at this moment!

On this Qingyuan Mountain!

This group of people became a group of dozens of fools, and were played by Lao Zhu wantonly...

"run!"

No one dared to think too much and hurriedly made a sound.

He didn't expect that under the control of the old slut, Zhu Yiyi could find such a way out.

At this moment, he saw the hope of life, and of course he didn't want to stay with Dao Qiongcang and talk about the broken sky.

"go!"

Zhu Yiyi flicked his fingers, and shot the two pieces of paper in his hand, one to the south and the other to the north, and they were all shot into the spatial debris flow.

He took out another piece of paper and pointed it at Yu Zhiwen, who was plummeting from high in the sky...

All the white-clothed men together were no match for Zhu Yiyi as long as they were not fighting to the death.

Lao Zhu knew this himself.

His golden gate stealing skills are also unpredictable.

But there was an even more terrifying existence at the scene. If there were no hostages in hand, Zhu Yiyi felt that no matter how powerful he was, he would not be able to escape from the palm of his hand.

——Tao Qiongtian!

In order to contain Dao Qiongcang, Zhu Yiyi must take the hostage Yu Zhiwen.

“Jumping off the page!”

One sentence, one letter.

High in the sky, Yu Zhiwen's figure disappeared and was sealed into the paper.

After doing all this, a smile appeared on Zhu Yiyi's face, he turned his eyes to the sky, and took out a small copper plate from his pocket.
To be continued...