Hundreds of escaping lights of different colors fly by.
The distance between the two light pillars was only a few miles away.
From a distance, everyone saw a shocking sword light slashing down.
Then, a monster as powerful as a mountain rose into the sky, fighting with the sword light.
"There is a golden elixir fighting!"
Someone shouted softly and hurriedly stopped to hide.
"It seems that a heavy treasure must be born, otherwise it will not attract the golden elixir..."
"When the snipe and the clam fight, the fisherman will benefit. We'd better wait first. It's best to wait until these two masters of the golden elixir die together before going over."
"Haha, why don't you put up a bed and daydream first?"
As everyone said this, they also stopped to look away and watched from a distance.
The sword light and demonic energy instantly turned the sea and the sky pale.
The demonic energy caused the sky to be filled with dark clouds, which gathered in an area of a hundred acres. The lightning flashed and the sword light was fiercely fought.
Baishadao practitioners are accustomed to seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, so when they saw this, they did not dare to step forward, for fear of being affected by the aftermath of the battle.
Gu Yunfei and Gu Zhengping hid their faces and cultivation skills and mingled with the group of cultivators, looking far into the distance.
Gu Yunfei secretly transmitted the message: "That sword light is quite strange, it's not like the way a human sword can be combined into one..."
"But the swordsmanship he uses seems to come from the Tianjian Sect!"
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At the bottom of the sea, Pang Yue collected the eggshells of two Han Chi, and the two shocking light pillars slowly dissipated.
As soon as he flew out of the sea, more than thirty powerful demonic lights and magic weapons came towards him.
But it was the men brought by the Bull Demon King who took action first.
"One of the two Han Chi comes out, and the remaining one must be on top of him!"
A demon cultivator shouted.
"He is only at the ninth level of Daoji. Kill him quickly, and then go and sweep away the group of human monks in the distance!"
The group of demons are used to attacking in a herd and relying on the situation to bully others. Now, when they take action, they cooperate with each other with such skill and coordination that they seem to have practiced it thousands of times.
Pang Yue's face was expressionless, and he stretched out his hand a little, and the demon refining pot turned around and appeared.
A large piece of gray divine light spurted out from the spout, instantly dissolving the incoming demonic light magic weapon invisible.
The next moment, the sword energy lingered around him, and the ninety-nine Taibai Gengjin sword energy emerged one by one, and then the sword light differentiated and surged forward like a wave of water!
The sword light intertwined, and in a blink of an eye, there was a misty picture of a sea of clouds!
Thirty-six demon cultivators were spread out by the scroll and all fell into the painting.
The clouds and mist are rising, and the sword's meaning is ethereal.
The bright snow-white sword light shuttled through the clouds and mist.
Groups of demonic light bloomed and exploded.
Under the sword light, these extremely arrogant demon cultivators were cut into countless pieces in an instant like tofu!
No demon cultivator can endure this sword light for more than two breaths.
After wiping out all the demon cultivators, Pang Yue did not put away the Nine Scenery of the Clouds, but turned his hand and threw the demon refining pot and Dingxuan Mirror!
Then, he slowly flew towards Huajian Island.
High in the sky.
The sword puppet manifested its form, stretched out its hand to grab, and captured the Demon Refining Pot and Dingxuan Mirror in its palm.
It glanced at the human monks of Baisha Island who were watching the battle in the distance, and then the sword light circulated, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, moving the battlefield to a distance to avoid the attention of the group of cultivators.
The demon refining pot is a magical weapon that can easily arouse the hatred of the demon clan, so it is not suitable for people to know about it yet.
On the Baisha Island group of cultivators, they all looked at each other in shock after seeing Pang Yue crushing thirty-six Daoji demon cultivators in an instant.
Go... or not?
There was obviously something valuable on that man's body.
Otherwise, there won’t be any conflict with the demon clan?
And it seems that the golden elixir in the sky has trapped the big demon, and the person who really takes the treasure is the monk at the ninth level of Taoism in front of him!
Among the cultivators on Baisha Island, there were many people with good eyesight. They said softly: "It turns out that the disciples of Tianjian Sect are here. It seems that this treasure has no fate with us, so it has been withdrawn!"
After saying this, he greeted the people he knew and returned in the same direction.
Some people are not willing to give in and continue to wait to reap the benefits.
Someone even secretly sent a message, discussing how to take advantage of the gap between the two golden elixirs to join forces to defeat the Daoji monk in front of them, then grab the treasure and escape quickly.
It's just that the disciples of Tianjian Sect have amazing swordsmanship, so they need to unite with more monks...
"Third uncle?"
Gu Zhengping's eyes flashed and he said through the message.
If anyone among the monks present could easily kill people, seize treasures, and leave calmly, it must be his third uncle.
No matter how powerful the monk from the Tianjian Sect in the distance is, he is just a Taoist priest.
His third uncle is a major cultivator of the golden elixir!
All you need to do is cover it up to avoid being found out later that it was the Gu family's fault.
Great opportunity, great treasure, within easy reach!
Gu Yunfei stood with his hands behind his hands, looking quietly at the misty sea of clouds in the distance without saying a word.
"Third uncle?!"
Gu Zhengping reminded him directly.
Gu Yunfei glanced at him and said calmly: "Just wait and see what happens."
Gu Zhengping looked puzzled, but he could only stay beside Gu Yunfei and watch anxiously.
Among the crowd, several monks secretly left, dived into the sea, and disappeared.
There were more than ten monks flying towards Pang Yue together.
"Fellow Taoist, please stay!"
A group of people blocked Pang Yue's path.
Pang Yue stopped and looked at everyone with a half-smile.
The leader clasped his fists and said, "Fellow Taoist, please forgive me for being so presumptuous. I just have one thing, and I would like to ask fellow Taoist to clarify my doubts!"
"What's the matter?"
Pang Yue asked calmly.
"There was a vision in the world just now, but some treasure was born. I wonder if you can open my eyes to it?"
The leader's eyes were filled with strange light, and he looked Pang Yue up and down.
More than a dozen popular machines locked on Pang Yue, with murderous intent filling the air.
Generally speaking, the longevity of human cultivators is not as good as that of demon cultivators, but in terms of magical powers, they are far superior to demon cultivators.
Therefore, although everyone was wary of Pang Yue's killing of more than thirty demon cultivators in a short time, they thought they had paid enough attention to it.
More than a dozen Taoist cultivators working together are far more powerful than more than thirty demon cultivators!
Pang Yue stood in the air, surrounded by clouds and smoke, and white mist curled up and dispersed indefinitely.
He asked slowly: "I am a disciple of Tianjian Sect, are you sure you want to stop me?"
The leader smiled slightly: "We are just curious, and it has nothing to do with which disciple you are. If you don't want to, we won't force you."
He said he was not forcing himself, but his aura was flickering and his aura was getting higher and higher. He was actually a ninth-level Taoist monk.
Pang Yue shook his head and sighed: "If it were not restricted by the sect rules, I would have gone on a killing spree right now."
"Get out of the way quickly, don't force me to take action."
The leader raised his sword eyebrows, and his smile turned cold: "It seems that you really can't understand people, so then... take action!"
Before he finished speaking, a flying needle like a hair flew out of his mouth and hit Pang Yue's cheek directly.
Everyone else also took action.
What was even more sinister was that from the sea below Pang Yue, a piece of colorful silk suddenly flew out and quickly wrapped around Pang Yue.
Pang Yue remained motionless, the clouds and mist around him dispersed, and a misty sword intent emerged.
After the flying needle, Cai Ling, and spiritual light fell into the clouds and mist, they were immediately blocked by the sword light!
Whether it was a flying needle as small as a hair or a powerful colorful silk, they were all skillfully swayed away by the bright sword light.
