"Master, is it really good for us to hide here and watch the fun?"

Not far from the altar, the Poison God and Wanpo Sect and his group hid in the dense forest, watching the people who were fighting in the distance, indifferent.

"What do you know? Now they are evenly matched. If they fight like this, they will sooner or later lose both sides. When we go out, we can reap the benefits of the fisherman. Besides, today I must die this old bald donkey! I only regret my hatred!"

"But Yun Yilan from the Burning Xiang Valley has not appeared yet, and Wushang and Zhou Yixian have not appeared either. These people are all unstable factors. If they keep staying there, I'm afraid..."

The poisonous god narrowed his eyes and said, "Hmph, don't worry, those people would have come long ago if they wanted to come. They have not appeared yet, which means they must have been delayed by something and will not be able to come for a while!"

"Okay, I know this in my mind. Just watch it with peace of mind!"

The altar was filled with wind and clouds, and Zhang Xiaofan and his juniors took action in time and finally broke the deadlock in front of them.

Puhong seized an opportunity and once again covered the beast god with the Immortal Heart Bell.

Looking at the beast god who was a little crazy inside the big bell, Puhong smiled, and the extremely obscene laughter made people feel irritated.

With the same recipe and the same method, Puhong transformed into a golden sledgehammer and flashed to the side of the beast god with a smile.

"Amitabha! You really have a connection with me. In this way, I will be welcome. I wish you a happy ending in the Pure Land soon!"

After saying that, the golden sledgehammer hit the bell again.

Seeing this scene, the Ghost King and Mr. Ghost were stunned. They were a little doubtful that the beast god was mentally ill. They actually got hit twice in a row with the same method. Are you acting there!

But this time they couldn't get rid of themselves, and Wan Jianyi and Daoxuan bit them tightly.

"Qinglong, Youji, hurry up and support the God Lord!"

Seeing this, the Ghost King couldn't help but shout at Qinglong and Youji who were fighting in the crowd.

However, after Zhang Xiaofan and the others saw that the beast god was locked by Puhong with the Immortal Heart Bell, they turned their direction early and fought with Qinglong Youji. The two of them were now unable to support them.

"Ao!"

The earth-shaking bell ringed again with a shrill scream.

Puhong smiled, "Amitabha! Let you chase me before and refuse to let go. Look, retribution is coming now! We Tianyin believe in Buddhism, but all those who believe in Buddhism pay attention to cause and effect. You chase me before and refuse to let go. Now your experience is the result. It can be said that it is a cycle of cause and effect, and retribution is unhappy!"

"Stinky bald donkey, I must kill you!"

The beast god half-kneeled on the ground, and blood began to overflow from the seven orifices again. However, this time his spirit was much better than the previous one.

The powerful self-healing power and immortality made him gradually adapt to Puhong's extremely evil move in this very short period of time.

Looking at the beast god's devouring gaze, Puhong's heart suddenly bulged, and his hands were moving a little faster.

The giant hammer landed on the big bell frantically, like a blacksmith thrust into an iron. While beating, he said, "You dare to threaten me, let's talk about it when you can come out!"

Mr. Ghost and King Ghost seemed a little stretched at this moment. In order to block the three Xuanqings, the King of Ghosts activated the secret method of blood burning, and had already entered the weak stage. Mr. Ghost was good at ghost realm. Such an open battle was very unfriendly to him. In addition, Wan Jianyi's combat power became more and more courageous as he fought, and the extremely powerful ghost-killing god-killing made him feel very troubled.

"Ghost King! I advise you to surrender and admit defeat! If this continues, you will eventually become my defeated general!"

"Hmph, delusion!"

After saying that, the two collided fiercely again. The Ghost King's face swelled, and his palms swung out purple air, and purple magic power turned into purple prison dragons, pretending to Daoxuan fiercely.

Daoxuan was not willing to be outdone. The sun star appeared, and the seven stars shone, turning into seven extremely dazzling sword lights, falling straight to the sky, slashing heavily at the Ghost King.

At this moment, Wu Shang brought the three girls to the Fenxiang Valley. Looking at the Fenxiang Valley, which had already become a ruin, Bi Yao was silent for a moment. The scene here was not as good as the situation on Mount Huqi. To put it more than that on Mount Huqi, it was even more exaggerated to say that Mount Huqi can be restored, but it cannot be restored here. The Xuanhuo Altar was filled, and the spiritual veins under the Fenxiang Valley were destroyed. The surrounding mountains were scattered and the entire valley was buried.

Wushang felt a little moved and waved his hand, "Forget it! Let's go!"

They swayed and quietly stepped into southern Xinjiang.

Looking at the southern border where the scenery is still there, Wu Shang couldn't help but feel a little moved, "I still remember when I first came here, this was like this. I didn't expect that these years have passed and it has not changed at all!"

When Tian Ling'er heard Wu Shang's words, she asked curiously: "Have you been here over the years?"

Wu Shang continued to fly with a few people, looked at the familiar scenes flashing under his feet, and said with some amusement: "Yes! I was still very young at that time, and I remember that I met two people here back then! Who are you guessing it?"

Hearing Wushang's words, Bi Yao and Tian Ling'er frowned slightly. Since Wushang said that, the two people he met should have known each other, and even familiar with each other.

However, this place is too remote, and few people will come to such places, and it is difficult for the two of them to guess for a while. However, Biyao knew that Mr. Gui had been here before, so she couldn't help but ask tentatively: "Is it Mr. Gui?"

Wu Shang shook his head, Tian Ling'er plotted against the people she knew in her heart, and eliminated the people who could not come to such places one by one. She calculated that there were not many people left.

First, there are the Demon Sect’s people, second, there are Zhou Yixian and Xiaohuan, and third, there are the first few Taiqing Realm leaders of Qingyun Sect.

When she thought of this, she looked at Xiaohuan without any trace and found that Xiaohuan was laughing secretly at this moment.

She said with some uncertainty: "It's Grandpa Zhou and Xiaohuan?"

Xiaohuan was stunned, "How did Sister Ling'er guess?"

Tian Ling'er's eyes lit up, "So that's what my senior brother met back then?"

Xiaohuan smiled slightly and nodded.

Tian Ling'er expressed her previous guess. Xiao Huan couldn't help but nodded after hearing this, "Sister Ling'er is so smart!"

Before the two women could say something, Wu Shang's figure suddenly paused, his face changed suddenly, and he saw that his magic power surged around him, and his speed was three points faster.

The beast god who had been trembling under the Puhong Bell suddenly seemed to have received some external force blessing, and his realm grew at a terrifying speed. He reached the peak of the Xuanqing Realm in just three or four breaths.

Puhong was frightened by this sudden scene, and the big clock transformed by the Immortal Heart Bell was directly violently shattered by the Beast God.

He himself was also blown away, and of course this sudden scene also made Dao Xuan and Wan Jian confused.

Because the beast god did not hide his realm, the mad domineering momentum swept out, feeling the unparalleled pressure on it, the two couldn't help but quickly gather together and waited for it.

Dao Xuan's eyes were cold, "What's going on? Why did his strength suddenly increase so much?"

Wan Jianyi's right hand couldn't help but tighten the Dragon-Slaying Sword again, "I don't know, such pressure is enough to match that boy Wushang, it's really terrifying!"

Daoxuan was stunned, "Is that boy Wushang so scary?"

Wan Jianyi smiled bitterly, "It's true, I've experienced it myself, otherwise I wouldn't have insisted on opposing your approach in the previous meeting. Do you think I was simply against you?"

Daoxuan said in a heavy tone: "What should I do now? Should I fight or withdraw?"

Wan Jianyi's tone was a little low, "Even if we can withdraw, what about the younger generations below! They are our Qingyun's future!"

Daoxuan's face darkened. Wan Jianyi was right. If something happened to the younger disciples below, their Qingyun would be broken.

Wan Jian looked fierce, "I know you brought the Zhuxian Sword! Let's fight!"
Chapter completed!