When Tangcheng flapped his wings, it was only one thousand feet away from the so-called Qingluo Valley. Such a distance was no different from being face to face for monks.

The reason why the other party was unable to find the Qingluo Valley at such a close distance was also very simple. Among the creatures recruited by Ha Yixiao, there is a guy called Mirage Demon.

This guy's strength is not strong, but his talent is specialized in illusion. Even people of two levels stronger than it can never see through its illusion. However, this time he would hide more than 20 people together, so as to prevent it, he had to stay away from Qingluo Valley.

Otherwise, even if it is ten feet apart, you will never see through the disguise of Mirage.

As soon as Tang Cheng left, Feng Huang ordered very quickly: "Wait a moment, everyone will rush out except for the mirage. You will divide into two teams, separate the river bank, and wait for me to snail the green snails into the water, you can see the opportunity and knock down the guy who first appeared on the water to gain some breathing time for those who came later."

"Million, as soon as we leave, you will immediately return to the rear and inform those guys to come and help as soon as possible. We won't last long." After pausing, the Fenghuang said again: "After a long time, the other party must use the water escape technique to leave. After repelling the first wave of attacks, they will immediately bombard their strongest magic and strive to completely freeze the entire river."

Everyone said yes, and Ha Yixiao had no objection to Feng Huang's arrangements. However, Feng Huang sighed softly. This battle would inevitably be extremely tragic, and in the end, the number of people who survived was already very pleased.

While talking, Tangcheng had already floated above the river. He looked closely and saw that the mountains on both sides were as thick as the left and right sides, but if the green snail collapsed, it would be better to destroy the heavier head.

Tangcheng had such arrogant purple wings flying, and the guys in the exiled camp were not dead. One of them flew to Tangcheng early. The man was wearing a white Taoist robe and was extremely sexy. He asked from a distance: "Who is coming, dare to trek into my Taiyidao station?"

Even though these guys have been removed from the name of Taiyi Dao, they still call themselves disciples of Taiyi Dao. In the Cangyue Star Realm, this name means supreme and noble.

Tang Cheng didn't answer, and as he thought about it, endless water-colored sword light surged out. In the eyes of the man above, the water-colored sword light rushed like a river, not allowing the slightest flow of water below.

Before this person could recover, he was flooded by the water-colored sword light, like a wild beast buried in a big river, gurgling and disappearing after two bubbles.

After cutting this man into pieces, the water-colored sword light did not disappear, and the rest of the force continued to pierce the stone wall in the blink of an eye. However, a sudden change occurred, and a cloud of light burst out from the stone wall, protecting the entire stone wall.

These Taiyidao guys actually put restrictions on the stone wall as if they had planned to protect the foundation of their Qingluo Valley. This move was far beyond the expectations of Tang Cheng and others.

But fortunately, the person who took the attack was Tangcheng. Although the exile camp was prepared for a long time, the Prajna True Sword was not so easy to resist.

For barriers such as the condensation of the vital energy and the protection of the wall, the water-colored sword light is very effective in dealing with it. The Prajna true sword not only pierces many similar barriers, but it is just a familiar way to deal with this one.

In the blink of an eye, Tang Cheng understood its essence.

Tang Cheng grinned, and before the next monk came to ask, the water-colored sword light suddenly flourished, slamming the stone wall like a roaring wave.

The restriction shattered with a bang, and the water-colored sword light continued to leave, pricking the ten-foot-wide stone wall with holes. From this end of the mountain, you can see the other end of the mountain.

This corner of green mountains is as strange as a honeycomb.

With one sword, Tang Cheng laughed loudly, and the water-colored sword light was like a decaying flash of cereus, lonely and unrestrained. The five-colored sword rainbow was instantly generated, filling the void up and down.

The sword pointed at the false point, and the sword rainbow poured into the gap between the cracks of the stone, and in the blink of an eye, occupied the entire stone wall.

"burst!"

The stone chips were flying, and the stone wall weighing billions of tons was shattered by the blow of Tang Cheng, turning into stones the size of fists. The stones fell into the river surface, splashing waves of all sizes.

Although this passage is long, it happens in an instant. Before the monks inside the green snail can react, the entire half of the stone wall has been flooded.

The process was extremely fast. In a blink of an eye, Tang Cheng had completed a fatal blow. Their restrictions on the stone wall were destroyed like a destruction.

One side of the green snail lost its foundation, but it did not fall immediately. On the surface of the green snail, runes lit up quickly and then went out, and birth and death were uncertain. These runes supported the huge green snail, making it fall at an extremely slow speed.

A dozen monks were anxiously preparing to drill out from the head of the green snail, but as soon as they arrived at the door, they saw purple wings flying. Tang Cheng smiled and said, "Everyone! The sword intent of a certain family has just been completed, please taste it!"

Before he finished speaking, he saw the five-colored sword threads blocking the entire exit like drizzle. The light of the Big Five Elements Thunder God formed a net of death and went to the other party to cover his head.

When the people saw that Tang Cheng dared to block the road alone, they looked at everyone as if nothing had happened, they were furious. They used their unique skills to break through the blockade of Tang Cheng. At this moment, the Feng Emperor came, and he suddenly stretched out his right hand and pressed down fiercely.

The strong wind formed a big blue hand and slapped it hard.

A dull sound came from the sky, like a thunderclap sounding in the skin drum, causing people's heart to sink and they were about to vomit. The thousand-foot-long blue snail seemed to be hit by a giant and instantly loaded into the long river.

The dozen or so cultivators were about to attack Tang Cheng, but unexpectedly, such a sudden change occurred. They were brought into the river by the green snails. The last thing they saw was the scene of Tang Cheng waving goodbye. The smile of the smile that made the people angry and burst into tears.

The turbid waves surging, hitting both sides of the river.

None of the entire exile camps survived, and they all fell into the river. The thousand-foot-long green snails fell heavily, and the river water poured in, making a rumbling sound.

Before the waves subsided, Feng Emperor saw the light flashing in front of him, and beautiful arcs were drifting in the air. Ha Yixiao and others came and were waiting for the battle on both sides of the river. As soon as these guys stood up, they saw the waves flying in front of him, and Taiyi's abandoned disciples had already rushed out of the water in anger.

Not many of the guys sent to the exile were good people. They were all irritable and murderous. According to the law of the mortal world, there was no problem in judging a death sentence.

Since they formed an exile camp, their power has increased greatly. They have always been to cause trouble for others, but today they are troubled to come to their door. How can they bear it?

Anger suppresses reason, and only the blood of the enemy and the whine of the soul can make their anger stop.

But as soon as they broke out of the water, these guys were hit by the blow. Ha Yixiao and others turned against each other and immediately surrounded him with a grim smile, besieging Taiyidao and one man with two or three people, and instantly defeated these guys.

Tang Cheng was not idle either. He also found an opponent, and Tang Cheng refused the help of others. This opponent was not the strongest, but he was closest to Tang Cheng and was extremely unlucky to be selected by Tang Cheng.

"You group of bastards who attacked, look at this real person..." Although they rushed out of the river, there was no water vapor on this person's Taoist robe, and even his hair was dry. It can be seen that the Yuanshen monks took advantage of the situation wherever they went.

Without waiting for this person to say more, Tangcheng's sailor shot out dozens of blood-colored sword rainbows. The Blood Soul Condensation Yin Sword was a skill passed from the Blood Sea, which was vicious and vicious. It besieged one person at seven or eight Yuanshen realms, and the other unicorn pythons in the Yuandan realm were picking up the bargains, and finally Tangcheng pressed the formation.

Such good words are absolutely no problem for a person, even if there are ten or eight out of them. In a blink of an eye, the opponent was pricked by the sword light.

Under Tang Cheng's active command, those unicorn pythons in the Yuanshen realm can only kill enemies and cannot swallow flesh and blood. This benefit must be shared by those unicorn pythons in the Yuanshen realm.

Tangcheng is to urge the unicorn pythons to evolve faster. In this starry sea, any help is important. If Tangcheng can upgrade all five hundred unicorn pythons to the realm of the soul, it will be considered that he has some self-protection. Of course, improving the strength of the unicorn python is never more practical than enhancing Tangcheng himself.

However, in this trial place, the ones who can quickly form combat power are the ones stranded in the Yuandan realm. The flesh and blood of this Yuanshen cultivator was swallowed up in an instant, and his Yuanshen was easily captured by Tang Cheng.

The cultivator's soul is also a great tonic for the Blood Soul Condensation Yin Sword.

As the saying goes, the rafters that stand out will rot first. After the brainless and impulsive guys were killed, the whole river fell into a strange calm, as if there was no one in the violent green snail.

But this kind of dead calmness makes people feel uneasy. Behind the calmness is always a fatal crisis. What tricks are being brewed by the villains in the exile camp?

Tang Cheng felt a little uneasy. After three breaths, the large army finally arrived with the light of escape. More than 300 monks were flying and dancing on the long river.

Feng Huang shouted coldly: "Prepare, attack!"
Chapter completed!