A group of monks from the Yu family and the Feng Shen Sect also followed their ancestors and launched an attack on Lin Feng and others.
They didn't dare to provoke Xiao Yan and the others, let alone directly provoke Lin Feng. They should leave those monsters to their ancestors to deal with.
A group of foundation-building monks, led by a small number of golden elixir-level monks headed by Shu Xianshi, rushed toward Wang Lin and others.
Wang Lin's expression was cold and he didn't say a word, but his mana fluctuated turbulently, black energy surged out of his body, and he directly entered the state of death. Today he was going to go on a killing spree.
Next to him, Yue Hongyan moved faster than him. His two-foot-long black flame halberd filled the sky with black flames and shot straight into the crowd.
Wang Lin raised his eyebrows slightly: "Junior brother and the others are really not exaggerating. Such a fierce woman is really a woman who cannot be outdone by men! However, when it comes to men..."
He turned and looked to the other side.
Yang Qing looked at the crowd rushing up and took a deep breath: "I want to repay the great kindness of my predecessors. There is nothing important except death. There is nothing to be afraid of."
That's what he said, but Yang Qing's former sect, Yunshuidong, was not even a little shrimp in front of the Yu family and the Feng Shen Sect. Yang Qing always felt like he couldn't let go of his hands and feet when fighting with his opponents.
He was not good at fighting in the first place, and this flaw multiplied even more.
Wang Lin frowned slightly and did not look back. After killing a Fengshen Sect monk with one finger, he said to Yang Qing: "Let go and fight, you are very strong."
When Yang Qing was stunned, Shu Xianshi, a cultivator of the Jindan Stage of the Wind God Sect, had already rushed in front of him. When he saw the Taiyin True Water released by Yang Qing, his eyes suddenly turned hot: "Such a rare treasure. It would be a waste to fall into your hands.
I’ll bring it!”
As he was talking, suddenly purple light flashed in front of his eyes, and violent flames erupted from the light.
When Shu was idle, he screamed strangely: "Purple Talisman?! Nascent Soul Talisman!" He hurriedly set up the Nine Heavens Wuxiang Gangfeng and tried to escape. However, he was already engulfed in flames.
Wang Lin shook his sleeves: "There's so much nonsense." He looked at Yang Qing who was stunned: "Let go and fight. If you can't beat us, just use the talisman to smash it. The master gave us the talisman, but he didn't keep the offspring."
Yang Qing was a little dazed, but then he calmed down and his eyes gradually became clear.
A group of Yu family monks rushed up in front of him. Someone used Xuanming True Water to attack him. Yang Qing responded calmly, and Taiyin True Water attacked. The green water flow rolled up the dark blue ice soul, and the Yu family monk immediately felt his own Xuanming True Water.
Lost control.
Taiyin True Water, which uses water to control water, is the commander of all waters. In the case of more versus less, even the other five most powerful True Waters can also be controlled.
Yang Qing's level of mana may not be as high as that of his opponents, but he couldn't resist the fact that he had absorbed an entire Taiyin vein in the Kunlun Mountains. At this moment, the torrent of Taiyin True Water swept through him. The Xuanming True Water of the Yu family monks surrendered to the enemy one after another, allowing him to control it.
Yang Qing squeezed the magic formula with both hands, and Xuanming Zhenshui counterattacked the enemy, immediately freezing all the dozen or so Yu family foundation-building monks into ice sculptures!
Being frozen by the Xuanming True Water. Even their souls will be frozen, dooming their death.
Wang Lin looked at Yang Qing's expression of mad murderous intent hidden in his silence, and raised his eyebrows slightly. A smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
He pointed his finger casually, and the Underworld Road appeared. Thousands of white bone claws rushed out from under the road, dragging down the enemies and burying them in reincarnation.
This scene fell in the eyes of the onlookers, and some of them had a feeling of despair: "The disciples in the foundation building stage are so cruel, are they really invincible in the same realm?"
Although his nephew suffered heavy casualties, Yu Wanfeng could not care about them at this moment. He focused all his attention on killing the little one.
But unfortunately, the little one is stronger than he thought.
The little boy whose body is connected to the bronze void cauldron can, with the help of this magic weapon, travel through space within a short distance just like Yu Wanfeng. He is not afraid of the threat of Wanfeng's Nascent Soul monks blocking the broken space.
This greatly narrowed the strength gap between him and Yu Wanfeng. What Yu Wanfeng surpassed him at this moment, in addition to more combat experience, was the Nascent Soul Stage monks' majestic magic power that could almost crush the Golden Core monks.
The little one didn't panic: "Your magic power is better than mine, but you are far behind me in some aspects."
Before he finished speaking, Xiao Dodian flashed out of the way, broke through the space, and came to Yu Wanfeng, punching him.
Yu Wanfeng snorted disdainfully and was about to gather his magic power when he suddenly realized something was wrong.
The speed of the little one's punch was far faster than usual!
The violent power is like the wind and thunder, reaching the extreme, and at the same time, the strength is also extremely strong!
There is no trick at all, except that power is speed, and except for speed, it is power!
Faster than the wind, stronger than the thunder!
Physical martial arts, wind, thunder and heavenly movement!
After the little boy formed the elixir, he realized his own second magical power from the Eight Diagrams All Heavens Dao Zang!
At this moment, his body, which has not yet fully matured, is full of shocking power.
The muscles and bones all over the body were crackling and beating wildly, and every acupuncture point and every pore was constantly flowing with electric light, making a sizzling sound!
The clothes and hair all over the little boy were excited by the electric current and made a soft rustling sound, but in the realm where he belonged, even the dust in the air was firmly fixed by the powerful electric current, making him unable to move!
Yu Wanfeng was so shocked that he didn't have time to think about it. The Xuanming True Water quickly gathered into a shield and blocked the little one's punch that was close at hand.
"Boom!" Amidst the roar, the azure ice shield transformed by the Xuanming True Water was forcibly shattered by Xiao Budian's punch that carried the wind and thunder of heaven and earth.
Although Yu Wanfeng himself was fine, his face was ashen. He knew clearly that if this punch landed on him, he would definitely die.
The little one is indeed not as good as him in terms of magic power, but his physical martial arts is much stronger than him!
The gap in physical strength between the two sides was even greater than Yu Wanfeng's relatively small advantage in magical power.
Yu Wanfeng fought with Xiao Bu Dian with a depressed look on his face, while the Hurricane Master on the other side was also in a very bad mood.
With the help of the Universe Mirror, Xiao Yan completely gave up his defense, Bagua disintegrated, Netherworld Evil Glory, Sun True Fire. All the power was bombarded indiscriminately, all used to attack the Hurricane True Lord. This old monster in the Nascent Soul stage was
Beaten to disgrace.
Not to mention the depression in the heart of Lord Hurricane, the magic power of his Feng Shen Sect is characterized by its speed as wind, sharp and fierce, so naturally he is good at attacking but not good at defending.
However, Xiao Yan was protected by the divine light of Wutu in the center of the Universe Mirror, so he directly ignored his attacks. Furthermore, due to his extraordinary magical attack power, True Lord Hurricane, who was not good at defense, instead ran around to avoid his attacks.
The True Monarch of the Hurricane looks like a young boy of no more than thirteen or fourteen years old, with long black hair and a face like a crown of jade. He has an elegant appearance and exudes a bookish air.
But in fact, he has already been reincarnated once, and his lifespan has been thousands of years. But now he is being forced into a desperate situation by a fledgling junior, and the hurricane Lord can no longer calm down.
He suddenly put his palms together and formed a strange magic formula, and suddenly hundreds of nine heavenly invisible winds merged together.
The originally formless and formless Gangfeng squeezed together in layers, forming a giant sword that was dozens of feet long, several feet wide, and nearly half a foot thick!
This giant sword hangs in the sky, shining brightly, and even ordinary people can see its existence with the naked eye. It has completely given up the invisible quality of the Nine Heavens, Gangfeng, Shadowless, but it reveals an indestructible and fierce force.
Extreme power.
Wind God Sword Gang!
As soon as this sword came out, everyone turned their attention to it. The attack power and destructive power of Hurricane Zhenjun's technique was almost comparable to Kong Chang's Liji sword.
This sword. The Universe Mirror is absolutely unstoppable!
When Xiao Yan saw this, he laughed and said: "You can also take my sword!" The Universe Mirror and the True Fire of the Sun were all put away, and a bladeless giant sword as wide as a door panel and as thick as a black iron ruler appeared in his hand.
Evil brilliant sword!
Xiao Yan raised the Evil Glory Sword high, and endless blue-purple flames spread across the entire sky, rendering the already late night sky even darker and darker.
The artistic conception of destroying everything contained in the blue and purple flames is more ferocious and cruel than the sword of the God of Wind in the sky.
Blazing flames split the sky and slash!
After Xiao Yan formed the elixir, he learned his own second magical power from the Bagua All Heavens Dao Zang.
With a loud shout, Xiao Yan slashed out with his sword and collided with the Fengshen Sword Gang that was attacking him!
A dark purple trace was left in the night sky, as if the entire sky was divided into two.
The scattered air currents directly set off a sandstorm on the wasteland, and the dark night sky was brightened by this violent collision of wind and fire.
For a moment, the sounds from other battles were muted, and everyone could only hear the collision of flames and wind.
Everyone opened their eyes wide, looking in disbelief at Xiao Yan holding the Evil Glory Sword high in the sky, and the Wind God Sword Gang, struck with all his strength by the Hurricane Lord, could not do anything to him?
Xiao Yan, Zhu Yi, Xiao Beidian, the three early-stage golden elixir monks, the True Monarch of the Hurricane, Zhang Hai and Yu Wanfeng, the three Nascent Soul Ancestors, did not fall behind!
"The rise of Xuanmen Tianzong is unstoppable!"
Wu Yunliang, who had been watching with cold eyes, suddenly let out a long breath.
Meng Chaoran beside him turned his head and looked over: "Elder brother, have you decided?"
Wu Yunliang nodded: "It's easy to add icing on the cake, but it's rare to give someone help in times of need. However, for the friendship between the two parties, the icing on the cake is far from comparable to giving someone help in times of need."
Meng Chaoran said quietly: "Let's not talk about the Feng Shen Sect. The other party has the Yu family, the Fiery Sword Sect, and maybe the Flowing Light Sword Sect. The most important thing is the Shushan Sword Sect!"
"If you make one careless move, my thousand-year-old foundation in Tianwai Mountain will be destroyed in one fell swoop."
Wu Yunliang also had a calm look on his face: "Wealth is sought in danger. Our Tianwai Mountain has reached its most critical moment, so what else is there to be afraid of?"
Meng Chaoran nodded: "In that case, senior brother, let go and do it, and I will help you."
A gratified smile appeared on Wu Yunliang's face. Just as he was about to speak, the smile suddenly froze on his face.
A huge pressure emerged in the hearts of everyone present at the same time.
This feeling is not an ordinary fear, but a kind of tremor in nature, when a rabbit meets a wolf or a lion, which comes from instinct and from the depths of the soul.
Everyone was looking in the same direction, where a person, a young man, stood quietly.
He has a clear and handsome face, dressed in a clean white robe, and his aura is light and breezy, without a trace of sharpness, just like a breeze or a spiritual spring.
But this man's eyes shone like stars in the night sky, and his gaze seemed to penetrate people's souls.
The leader of the contemporary disciples of Taixu Guan, who travels the world in Taoism, Pang Jie!
As soon as Pang Jie showed up, Kong Chang, Zhang Hai and others just paid it back. On the Xuanmen Tianzong side, whether it was Kang Nanhua and Miao Shihao in the Nascent Soul stage, or Xiao Yan, Zhu Yi and others in the Jindan stage, at the same time It felt like a great magical power was pressing down on them, making the operation of their magic power become obscure.
"Pang Jie is also in the Nascent Soul stage. He shouldn't have such magical powers..." Wu Yunliang and Meng looked at each other detachedly and said in unison: "Magic weapon! It's a magic weapon. Only magic weapon can bring such pressure. Pang Jie has a Yuan A magic weapon refined by a great monk!" (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature for better novels and faster updates!