A ball of white light appeared all over the monk's body, and the white light immediately exploded to pieces.
The monk's own face turned pale in an instant.
"Hmm? The magic weapon to protect the spiritual consciousness?" Chu Yan was a little surprised.
And the monk with the gourd on his back had cold sweat flowed down his forehead.
He does have magic weapons that can protect his spiritual consciousness, in order to prevent his opponent's spiritual consciousness from attacking.
But he never thought that the other party's spiritual attack would explode his magic weapon in an instant!
Just imagine, if there was no such magic weapon, wouldn’t the opponent’s spiritual impact have turned himself into an idiot?
With this thought, his heartbeat even fell a beat, and his eyes looking at Chu Yan were filled with horror at this moment.
Where did the monks come from? The spiritual consciousness is so powerful.
At this time, not only the monk carrying the gourd, but also the disciples of the Immortal Sect who came with him, saw the scene just now, and their faces were pale and their legs were weak.
Originally, they were hovering in the air with their swords straight, but now they were all crooked and their spiritual energy was disordered, and they were all unsteady.
They all held the same thoughts and looked at Chu Yan at this moment.
And this glance almost scared their souls away.#@$&
The cultivator opposite turned out to be a real person in the Purple Palace Realm!
Before, they pursued the transformed monster and did not notice Chu Yan's realm.
Besides, the Immortal Sect is the only sect in the country, so there is no need to see other people's eyes.
So from the beginning, after discovering that Chu Yan was not a disciple of this sect, they didn't care about each other's realm at all.
But when Chu Yan really took action, he realized that he actually kicked the iron plate.%&(&
"You, you..." The monk with the gourd on his back made a sound twice, and suddenly pulled the gourd on his back, and a golden light hit the sky.
The light seemed like fireworks, thrusting straight into the sky and then exploded.
In an instant, a pattern full of tension burst out with dazzling light, as if the sun was in the sky.
"Form a formation!" The disciple with the gourd on his back quickly took a step back, "It's enough to block it for a moment! Senior Brother Cen will arrive soon!"
When several other disciples heard this, they were immediately excited and activated their spiritual energy. The sword lights were intertwined in front of them, forming a powerful defensive formation.
The leading disciple was also holding the gourd at this moment, pointing his fingers, and a flash of light on the surface of the gourd, shooting out white lights, making the formation more solid.
The signal of asking for help has been sent out, and the strong help will arrive soon.
These disciples also understand that with their strength, they are definitely not the opponent of the Zifu Zhenren in front of them.
So what they have to do is protect themselves.
It's enough to delay for a moment.
When Chu Yan saw these disciples asking for help, he was displeased.
However, when he saw the sword formation they formed, a bright light flashed in Chu Yan's eyes.
Although the cultivators on the opposite side who claim to be the Immortal Sect are only in the state of heaven, their sword formation is integrated and extremely stable, and they are very stance to block the full attack of the Zifu Real People.
Even the sucking light gives people a feeling of being able to fight back at any time.
With a sweep of spiritual consciousness, Chu Yan immediately discovered that the monks holding the sword, including the fairy sword in their hands, were all connected.
"Good sword formation!" Chu Yan shouted softly, reached out and grabbed it.
"Be careful!" The disciple who was carrying a gourd suddenly turned tight and he hurriedly shouted.
At the same moment, a clear roar from the distance of the forest, accompanied by the sound of strong winds, swept suddenly and quickly approached.
A powerful aura surged and pressed over.
"Senior Brother Cen is here!" A disciple shouted happily in the sword formation.
In the rolling wind, the thick male voice was like a war drum that was pounding on the battlefield, shaking people's blood and energy, and their brains were boiling: "Who dares to touch my disciple of the Immortal Sect!"
"Ha." Chu Yan sneered, and opened his five fingers and grabbed them.
At this moment, the nails became longer and drew trajectories in the void, and sniffed, like tearing paper, tore the sword formation to pieces.
"Bold!"
A roar like thunder erupted in the sky.
A thunder sizzled and fell, and turned into a huge blade of hundreds of feet and slashed directly towards Chu Yan.
The shining white light shone the faces of the disciples in the sword formation even whiter at this moment.
"What are you?" Chu Yan reached out and sealed all the tendons and veins of the five disciples of the Immortal and One Sect, grabbed them and threw them at his feet. At the same time, he waved the giant blade with his other hand, "Tai Yi
Lihuo Knife!"
The flame blade cut off the thunder and roared towards the figure who was coming. Almost instantly, it struck the man in front of the man.
"What!" Senior Brother Cen was shocked.
The flame blade slashed towards him, and his spiritual sense jumped wildly at this moment.
In a trance, it seemed as if I had fallen into a fire hell, about to be crushed and ashes.
"Hunhe Mad Blade!"
However, he reacted very quickly. In an instant, the void behind him collapsed deeply, and the torrent turned into an iron fist.
The fist seemed to be able to break the sky in an instant and hit the flame blade.
Bang!
Swallow la la la la la la!
The flame blade slashed into the fist at once.
First, cut the five fingers directly, and then cut into the palm of your hand.
A large tract of water flowed directly into water mist steam instantly, spreading towards the surroundings.
A thousand miles apart, it became misty in an instant.
The fist, which was formed by the water flowing, was burned to pieces in just a moment.
The boiling water turned into a pouring rain.
The big trees in the forest were immediately scalded by boiling water.
The leaves were all soft and drooping, and there was a green smell.
Senior Brother Cen hurriedly retreated a hundred miles before avoiding the sharpness of the flame blade.
At this moment, he felt like he was wet behind him.
But then, a feeling of anger and anger filled his chest.
His arm shook, and a square painting halberd was held in his hand.
Two dragon shadows, one shining lightning, and one roaring water waves, at the same time, making a deafening roar, trembling souls pointing at Chu Yan.
"Bold!"
This loud roar shook the sky and the sea of clouds and instantly disintegrated.
But when Chu Yan's ears stopped, it was full of a sense of being fierce and cowardly on the inside.
"Catch my disciple of the Immortal Sect, who are you? Have you thought about it?"
As soon as he opened his mouth, he poured dirty water from the hostile sect.
Although Chu Yan sealed their tendons and veins at this time, they could still speak.
The cultivator who was originally carrying the gourd opened his mouth and shouted: "Senior Brother Cen, this person stopped us from capturing the black-feathered demon, and he himself was even more demonic, and he was definitely not a good person! Please help the sect quickly and ask the elders to suppress it.