The familiar aura made Chen Yuan in the crowd immediately aware of the opponent's existence. It was difficult to ignore the huge demonic aura. He never expected that twenty years later, they would meet like this in front of the True Lord.
The fat Taoist also had a slightly stunned expression, and then he trembled his lips slightly, and murmured regretfully: "I knew I would cut off a piece of my heart and taste it... now I have no chance."
The other cultivators had their mana drawn out and were already weak. The demonic energy attacked them. As the magic circle shook, they fell back one by one. Their hairs stood up in an instant. They were sitting on the ground and were unable to move.
The crowd was completely silent, and no one dared to speak, for fear of attracting the attention of the bull demon at this time.
It would be best to have a huge fight with the sect leader of Juling Mansion, and both sides would suffer!
"Let them fight first."
"This magic circle has been charged by the demonic energy, and it can no longer hold on for long." "Everyone, why don't you hold back any longer? How about breaking through this magic circle?"
In the whispers, everyone approached each other and quietly used their magic power.
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The invisible demonic energy carrying the sinister wind grew larger and larger in the flowerbed in the valley over there. The huge bull demon was leaning on a steel fork, its eyes as big as fists glowed green, its eye sockets narrowed, and its hooves pressed against the ground and kicked hard.
, the terrifying figure rushed towards the masked man at the entrance.
"I'm going to pluck your skin and make it into a waist drum!"
He didn't even say stupid words like "Who are you?" "Why did you come to Zhenjun Temple!" He directly pressed forward with a body as huge as a mountain. With such terrifying power, the ground was shaking. The masked man at the entrance in front looked at the rush.
The bull demon came and felt afraid.
Mud and rocks splashed, and red light fell.
The two sides collided with each other, and the masked man jumped up out of the range of the steel fork, raised his hand and cast a spell, hitting the bull demon's shoulder with a bang, causing the short hair to tremble as thick as a steel needle and break, and the huge body was broken.
After a pause, the swung steel fork drew an obvious mark of division and rotation. With its other hand, the bull demon grabbed the leg of the human who cast the spell and threw it towards a big tree not far away.
The latter stepped on the tree and made footprints. The tree as thick as an adult broke with a bang. The masked man turned back and attacked the bull demon's waist. The bull demon held the steel fork in his back and stabbed it down with all his strength.
, the charging figure dodged in the air like a dragon, the steel fork grazed his waist and ribs and was inserted into the ground. The ground burst, earth and rocks flew, and the flying mud, turf, and gravel were hit in the distance.
The Juling Mansion disciples, trees, and magic formations are here.
At this time, the masked man grabbed the bull demon with both hands very quickly, leaving dozens of white marks that could not even be broken through the fur. The fight between one person and one demon was extremely powerful. It was a rare close-quarters fight, and it was not illegal.
Techniques and random exchanges of blows.
Punch, kick, hand and fork, they all continued to rise in the fierce fight, the air waves rippled around, and the green grass was lifted up to expose the mud bed.
"Death!"
Just now he poked the air again and stuck it into the ground. The bull demon became furious and raised one arm upwards. The steel fork turned over the soil and set off a wave of air, carrying countless mud chunks and fine stones flying towards the mask that fell over there.
The latter pulled the gray robe in front of him and stirred it up quickly. In the blink of an eye, all the mud and fine rocks that came flying were stirred up by the gray robe into mud and dust that filled the sky, filled the air, or scattered around.
The dust stuck to the masked man, and his figure flashed in the smoke, and he reappeared behind the bull demon. His huge body seemed to be slow, but it didn't move. It was a distance that was difficult for ordinary people to reach. The moment the masked man appeared,
The bull demon turned sideways and waved away the steel fork. The former clenched his fists with his magic power and blocked the steel fork head-on.
He grabbed the fork pole with his backhand, raised one leg, pressed the steel fork with the sole of his foot to step on the ground, and used the force to fly towards the bull demon's chest.
"Laws of Taihe, Gathering Spirits!"
The moment he got close to him, the masked man's palm glowed with the light of the inscription, and he pressed it hard on the bull demon's chest, which was followed by a loud sound.
Most of the cultivators are aware of the spells of the Juling Mansion. Most of them are cast at close range, which are fast and powerful. When this spell goes on, everyone's heart sinks. The bull demon will definitely die.
Chen Yuan frowned, quietly raised his sleeves, and pointed his magic spell in his sleeves. The originally shaky magic circle only heard the crisp sound of "stuck" and turned into countless fragments. The formation on the mountain wall also lost its magic at this time.
The light collapsed and dispersed.
[To be honest, I have been using Yeguo to read and catch up on books recently. I can switch sources and read aloud with more sounds.
"The magic circle is broken up!"
"Everyone, if you still have as much mana as you can, don't keep it. While he is entangled with the bull demon, attack him from behind!"
There are still four or five cultivators who can still stand up. The Qin Xu family is not successful. His cultivation level is not very high. At this moment, he can only sit close to his master, Fei He, and look at those who still have some strength left.
The five comrades went straight to kill the leader of the Juling Mansion. The golden swords, silver spears and iron hooks guarding the formation came up one by one to stop him. Suddenly, a group of people fought together, and the forest was full of light exploding with spells.
The masked man turned his head slightly, sensing that the magic circle had disappeared and that someone was coming to kill him. The moment he took two steps back, the bull demon tightened his loosened palm, grabbed the end of the steel fork, and dragged it with a bang and swung it across.
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The steel fork, which was more than two feet long and weighed nearly a thousand kilograms, suddenly swung open and struck the masked man fiercely. The latter flew away from the place like a cannonball and hit a big tree. The tree body, covered with hard skin like fish scales, broke and fell.
He continued to hit the second big tree with all his strength, scraping the bark of the tree and smashing a large piece of blue rock behind it. Half of his body was covered under a pile of rocks.
Pure strength is no longer something ordinary practitioners can achieve.
In the crowd, Chen Yuan looked at Lao Niu and nodded slightly in approval.
Without his guidance and teaching of spells, he would not have dared to take it easily based on his own cultivation and strength alone. To achieve this level, he is truly gifted.
"Old Sun, take good care of your apprentice, I'm going over."
The magic circle of Zhenjunguan has been opened. It's time to go back and get what belongs to you. Chen Yuan said softly, then smiled at the injured Feihe who was "vomiting blood" and walked out of the crowd.
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Bah~
Boom boom~~
There were several sounds of spells exploding, rocks shook, and trees shook violently. A strongman with his clothes open, holding a broken tree trunk, was stabbed back by a sword in the air. The man opposite him holding a golden magic sword slowly lowered and shook his head.
Shake his head.
"Nothing."
The other cultivator who was cooperating with the warrior was also frightened by the opponent's sword and took a step back. The two looked at each other in horror. Even though a lot of their mana was taken away, the other person was so young and had such strength.
Horrible.
"Such a talented person, doing such a thing with the Juling Mansion... in the future, as you practice Taoism, demonic obstacles will be like thorns blocking your way, making it difficult for you to move forward!"
One of the monks who had not been able to help because they had spared their magic power shouted this. On the other side, a disciple of the Juling Mansion named Tiegou suddenly fell from a high cliff. He had two sword wounds on his body and was mottled with frost.
The one who was fighting with him was none other than Han Youniang from Canglan Sword Sect. Among the four people who came up, she led one of them to a distance from the beginning to avoid falling into a situation of being besieged. Now she has eliminated one of them and returned. The scene is here
Already at a disadvantage, the Juling disciple holding the golden sword pressed down on the two of them and fought, while the man holding the silver spear forced a monk to retreat.
"That's all for these casual cultivators."
Han Youniang snorted coldly, and finally her eyes fell on the entrance of Zhenjun Temple. She knew this bull demon. It had also participated in the massacre of Canglan Sword Sect.
"Then kill them together."
She was thinking, the blade of the sword was hanging sideways to the ground, and the moment she stepped forward, she saw a figure in the corner of her eye walking past her one step ahead of her. She had seen him before, but he was an ordinary ascetic among the monks, and she didn't even look at it twice.
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"What is he going to do?"
Boom!
The Juling Mansion disciple holding the silver spear over there pushed the monk away, turned around and looked at the golden sword: "Isn't it solved yet? I'll go help the sect master first!"
"Take care of yourself, how could the sect master be defeated by this bull demon..."
Before Jin Jian finished speaking, Yin Qiang, who was heading to the entrance, suddenly said: "Get out, you can't come in here!"
The loud shouting attracted everyone's attention. Jin Jian subconsciously turned his head when he heard the sound. However, the next moment, the silver gun that just passed his eyes approached a middle-aged man dressed as a teacher, and his whole body felt like he was being shocked by electricity.
, twitching on the spot, without looking at the other party, he gently raised his hand and opened it.
moment.
The silver gun flew out with a bang, smashing into the forest, and one big tree after another was smashed to pieces.
The Qin Xu family, Han Youniang, Jin Jian, and the remaining monks looked at this ordinary teacher in shock.
"Thunder Technique... He just used Thunder Technique!"
Someone shouted out loud.
As the words spread, that person's back fell into the eyes of everyone present, becoming even more mysterious.