Send a gift to the Hermits of the Great Dao.

Except for the one who spoke, the other twelve shadow riders were launched together.

At this time, the Thirteen Shadow Riders were like ghosts rushing out from the bottom of the lake. As the space continued to stir up huge ripples, black shadows jumped out and became clear.

The Thirteen Shadow Riders were the Thirteen guys who were wrapped in black cloth all over their bodies and only had a pair of groggy eyes. Even their mounts were wrapped in black cloth. They obviously had a very strong sense of oppression, but they seemed to have no weight at all, which made people feel like they were empty under the black cloth.

These thirteen Shadow Cavalry are like thirteen warriors. Each of them holds weapons that can only be seen on the battlefield. These weapons are different. They are extremely strange and weird.

The twelve cavalry rushed towards him waved the spear and sword in their hands, and slashed the void. It was a few miles away, but it broke a gap across the void, like a knife cutting tofu.

The King of Jin was furious and let out a roar. His huge body suddenly contracted and condensed into a figure in the air, and reached out to grab it out of thin air, then captured all the five thousand soldiers in the city and threw them towards the twelve shadow cavalry.

Among them are the thirty iron armors guarding the city.

Three hundred strong men holding golden bows surged out from the city walls. At this time, they put their bowstrings on their hands and made a buzzing sound, and arrows roared out like rain.

The arrows that could shoot from the air by the monk Ningdan from the air were like being shot on the body wrapped in the twelve shadow riders, as if they were shot on steel. After a spark was drawn, the arrows either broke or went off.

The five thousand soldiers and soldiers who were thrown out by the King of Jin rushed towards the twelve shadow riders in the air like dumplings. These soldiers were also quite fierce, roaring loudly and waving all the weapons in their hands. However, they cracked and shattered one by one in the air, turning into a rolling force of vitality. All of these forces of vitality were included in the shadow rider who had never taken action, led by the Thirteen Shadow Rider.

In his hand, there was a jade piece the size of a plate, with its original square hole, which was the jade coin. The rolling power of vitality was put away by the jade coin.

The five thousand armored soldiers were unable to approach the twelve shadow riders a step forward, and they could not stop the twelve shadow riders for a moment.

The twelve shadow cavalry smashed the armor of the sky, and rushed to the front of the city like a strong wind.

The King of Golden Roared, and the golden light on his body was radiant. The qi around him surged, forming vortexes of large and small. There were probably hundreds of these vortexes, and they were slapped out with the King of Golden.

Facing the vortex of the condensed energy, the Twelve Shadow Riders seemed to be a little more serious.

One of the shadow riders held a pitch-black spear and suddenly rushed out of the formation. The spear in his hand trembled like a snake, and in an instant, hundreds of black poisonous snakes formed in the air, each poisonous snake pierced a vortex.

There were bursts and sudden sounds in the sky, and the sound was so harsh that the whole earth shook.

The city was left behind for a moment as if it was undergoing a magnitude 8 earthquake with a very shallow source of the earthquake. The house collapsed and the city wall collapsed, and countless mortals were killed. Some immortals with low cultivation were even killed. The vibrations became larger and larger. The huge stones and house wreckage kept rolling and jumping on the ground, like a burst of beans in a pot.

In this case, Zheng Xian, Daoyu and nun could not look up at the killing and fighting above their heads. Under this power of fighting, they were just ants and did not even have the qualification to raise their heads.

The explosion sounds in the sky became more and more intense, and the earth trembled stronger and stronger. Zheng Xian and the others had to hide from the huge rocks in the house that were splashing from where they were not sure where they would splash.

This huge shock did not last long, and it ended abruptly after lasting about five minutes.

At this time, Zheng Xian had time to look up and saw that the King of the King, the king of the city, had been picked up on the black spear. His body was unwilling to collapse into black veins. These black veins wanted to escape to the distance, but the shadow cavalry led by him took out a piece of black jade, threw it in the air, blocked the black veins, and put them all away.

Then the golden king turned into ashes and was swept away by the wind.

"The black qi veins are Gangqi, good things, this is the one that is most lacking in this world. There are nearly a hundred disciples who are close to Gangcheng realm reserved by Yindu Sect. Whoever gives this Gangqi can Gangcheng, and in a blink of an eye it will be like leaving the city lord's cultivation power. I wonder how many cultivators look at the throne of the Golden King and are jealous of this, another lucky person is born."

Zheng Xian listened very carefully to the kind explanation of Sweet Potato, looking at the Thirteen Shadow Riders floating in the sky, and then looking at the solid city that was still hard to break five minutes ago, it has now turned into a ruin and is almost razed to the ground. Moreover, this is obviously not the real power of the Thirteen Shadow Riders.

The power of these Thirteen Shadow Cavalry is so powerful that Zheng Xian is numb in his body and mind.

The headed Shadow Rider walked to the forefront again and reached out to throw out the disc-like jade coins in his hand. The jade coins suddenly turned into a hideous jade lion in the air, landing on the ground, eating them when they see people, and immortal cultivators are no exception.

The civilians in this city had almost died, and the rest had no ability to escape. However, the cultivators fled in panic, but they could not escape the mouth of the jade lion, and they wailed everywhere for a moment.

As a gust of wind blows, the lively city falls into a complete silence.

Zheng Xian looked at the pale body of two red round waiters who were exposed from the rock pile on the ground, and looked up at the sky.

The Thirteen Shadow Riders crossed the sky, like a peerless god, looking at all the creatures in the world contemptuously. That kind of noble and arrogant noble above all else deeply shocked Zheng Xian. Such an existence is a true cultivator, but such an immortal cultivator is too cold.

Zheng Xian initially had infinite yearning for the power possessed by the Thirteen Shadow Riders, but when he thought that if he had practiced to the point of the Thirteen Shadow Riders, he might have ignored all his lives like they did, and felt afraid. Although Zheng Xian was ruthless, he did not want him to become like this.

The Thirteen Shadow Rider slowly came into the air, and the horse's hooves sounded, and a huge sense of oppression fell on Zheng Xian's shoulder like a mountain. If Zheng Xian hadn't gritted his teeth, he wouldn't dare to look at the other person. He was pressing his heart all over his breath, otherwise his spine would be bent and his knees would kneel directly on the ground.

Thirteen Shadow Rider landed opposite the old man Sweet Potato. The head of Shadow Rider threw the huge jade coin in his hand directly on the ground in front of the old man Sweet Potato, splashing gray dust.

Zheng Xian was stunned. This seemed not to be expressing respect, but to express contempt? Is this how the world of cultivating immortals expressed respect? It seemed that this was feeding his own pet.

The old man Sweet Sauce coughed and said, "I appreciate the kindness of the Three Saints, old man, I will keep these vital powers of life and the Yin Poison Sect by myself."

The Thirteen Shadow Riders on the opposite side seemed to have not heard the words of the old man Sweet Potato. The Shadow Rider in the lead said: "Please ask the hermit of the Great Dao to go to Yinhuang Palace!"

You're kind to say, but Zheng Xian could see that if Sweet Potato didn't go, the Thirteen Shadow Rider would do it by himself and drag the Sweet Potato away like a pig onto a chopping board.

At this time, it is obvious that you cannot show a shameless attitude.

The old man Sweet Potato seemed to understand this truth well. After hesitating for a while, he still bent down and picked up the jade coins, nodded and said, "Since the Three Saints of Yin Du Sect are so sincere, I will go with you to see it."

Zheng Xian stood behind him, and was so embarrassed for the old man of sweet potato. However, the other party was so powerful that a city would trample into pieces of powder in a blink of an eye. It would never be possible to not bow down.

After getting the answer they wanted, Thirteen Shadow Riders' eyes swept at Zheng Xian, Daoyu and nun.

At this time, Zheng Xian and the sword fish had already put their colony armor on their bodies. The head shadow cavalry stretched out his hand, and the black bandage-like lines on their fingers flew out immediately, and in an instant, they tied Zheng Xian and the sword fish together, like a rice dumpling.

Zheng Xian and Daoyu didn't even have a chance to react. They realized that they were tied up to him until now. They didn't even know what had happened just now.

The two big men were tied together, but fortunately they were back to back, otherwise, it would not be disgusting enough.

Then Thirteen Shadow Rider turned his horse's head and the old man Sweet Swallow Swallow was treated well. The lines flying out of the Shadow Rider formed a rather simple chair. Sweet potato sat on the chair and was dragged forward by Thirteen Shadow Rider.

Zheng Xian and Daoyu were not treated so well, and were dragged in the air like sacks. Fortunately, it was in the air. If it were on the ground, Zheng Xian and Daoyu would definitely be in a very embarrassing situation.

As for the nun, the Thirteen Shadow Riders had no interest in her at all. They were just mere fractal cultivators, leaving behind a city to grab it.

Zheng Xian and Daoyu didn't think anything was there at first, but as the speed of the Thirteen Shadow Cavalry became faster and faster, they even began to feel that the colony armor became hotter and hotter, as if they were about to burn.

The speed of the Thirteen Shadow Riders was too fast, like they were breaking through the clouds and the sea. The continuous friction between the colony armor and the air made the colony armor look like a meteor passing through the atmosphere. If it weren't for the fact that there was a layer of high-temperature-resistant space living body in the colony armor, Zheng Xian might not have had any problems, but the swordfish might be directly roasted in the colony armor.

Fortunately, it is not too far from Yin Du Palace. After more than ten minutes of the Thirteen Shadow Rider, Zheng Xian saw a towering mountain standing in the sky from afar, green up and down, full of vitality, even more vibrant than the nursery.

Thirteen Shadow Riders reached out of the mountain, and the headed Shadow Rider stretched out his hand and slashed in the air. The sky seemed to be cut open, and the rolling clouds appeared out of thin air, forming an extremely wide wall of clouds, blocking everything in front of Zheng Xian. The headed Shadow Rider stretched out his hand, and the clouds in the cloud wall began to roll around, revealing a three-meter-wide and narrow circular hole.

It seems that it is a sect ban. If one end of the bottom flew straight over, it would probably be the invisible cloud wall that would penetrate. As for what would happen if it entered the cloud wall, Zheng Xian couldn't think of it.
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