The moment some powerful people in the middle stage of the Holy Realm approached, the magic circle suddenly shot out in all directions like glass.
The residual energy of the formation flew out, carrying a vast golden immortal power, and slapped the group of late-stage saints at the front.
Xiao Yu only saw those silhouettes leaping over their heads like kites with broken strings, and then landed on the ground with a rumble.
A group of Latter-day Saints vomited blood at this moment, leaving everyone in silence.
After a short period of silence, all the low-level Taoists suddenly became excited.
"The formation is broken, rush in."
The crowd immediately exploded. Except for the powerful men in the Holy Realm, everyone else rushed inside like wasps.
Xiao Yu had already got what he wanted, so instead of following the crowd and rushing inside, he stepped back to Xuanyuan and helped him up.
"Fellow Daoist Xuanyuan, how is your injury?"
"Brother, are you okay?"
Xuan Yi also came with Xuanyuan, but the other two demon cultivators had already disappeared.
"It's okay. I didn't expect that the Golden Immortal is so powerful, and a few of us would be injured if we work together."
Xuanyuan covered his chest with a trace of blood on the corner of his mouth. Then he quickly took out a pill and threw it into his mouth, and then looked at the other people.
Several other late-stage powerhouses had also stood up at this time, and they all had a murderous look on their faces.
They tried their best to break the formation, and they didn't want others to get there first, so how could they not be angry.
"Everyone, it seems that our words won't work. If that's the case, let's just take matters into our own hands."
After the old man holding the whisk in his hand finished speaking, his body disappeared in a flash.
In the Golden Immortal Pavilion, the four wooden boxes under the statue have been collected by the powerful men from the Holy Realm.
The angels looked even more crazy. They looted everything they could take away, like bandits and robbers.
At this moment, the temperature in the entire hall suddenly turned cold, and then countless rays of white light flew in, directly penetrating the immortals who were about to enter the second floor.
There was also a powerful attack flying towards several strong men in the middle stage of the Holy Realm, as if they were going to kill them on the spot.
"Hmph, if you were prosperous, I would be a little scared.
But now, it's too late."
Seeing the white light flying, a middle-aged woman sneered, and then the other party waved her sleeve, and a piece of white silk flew out of the sleeve, colliding with the flying white light.
The fluctuations caused by the battle between the two Saint Realm experts caused huge cracks in the walls of the hall.
The top floor of the hall also made a creaking sound at this time, and large amounts of dust fell from the sky and fell on everyone's heads.
When the gods saw this, they all slowly backed away, fearing that they would harm the fish in the pond.
"If you don't follow the rules, does it mean you don't take us seriously?"
The attack was blocked, and the old man holding a fly whisk suddenly appeared in the hall.
Most of the whisk in the opponent's hand was broken, and it looked like it had lost its previous aura.
Xiao Yu and others also entered the hall in a flash, causing everyone to hold their breath at this moment and not daring to say another word.
The cultivation level of Heavenly Immortal and Earthly Immortal is too low, so those who are strong in the later stage can avoid being held responsible. However, those who are strong in the early and middle stages of Holy Realm have not contributed before, and now they want to reap the benefits. How can they achieve their wishes in the later stage of Saint Realm.
Seeing the several late Saint Realm people who suddenly appeared in the room, the face of the woman who just took action changed slightly.
At this time, several other strong men in the middle and early stages of the Holy Realm also quickly stepped aside, their faces full of regret.
Among those people, the fifth elder of Mu Sheng Palace and another elder stood in the corner, their lips moving slightly, as if they were discussing something in a low voice.
Xiao Yu has been paying attention to the two people's actions. They didn't get much before.
Although there are four of them, their cultivation is in the early stages, which is a different level compared to other holy realms, so they have to be much more low-key in their work.
Although the people in the Mu Sheng Palace did not seize the treasure, the other two people with them did seize a wooden box under the statue.
Therefore, the other party was frightened at this moment and wished he could leave the hall immediately and escape from this place of right and wrong.
"Everyone, listen, hand over what you got, or you will die today."
The old man holding the broken fly whisk looked at the crowd and said with a cold look on his face.
After saying that, the other party's body shook, and a white spiritual light suddenly surged out from his body and pressed towards everyone.
Seeing this, Xuanyuan also stepped out to the old man's side, and then the other man slowly raised the golden sword in his hand.
On the golden long sword, the two rays of light twisted each other, like two small dragons circling upward, turning into a golden and yellow dragon-shaped shadow above the golden long sword.
As soon as the giant dragon came out, everyone felt their bodies sink, and the gravity of this space seemed to have suddenly increased tenfold.
Xiao Yu also looked at Dragon Soul with some surprise, and had some guesses about Xuanyuan.
The opponent should have condensed the power of two kinds of five elements, so the spiritual power would change like that.
As for the giant dragon, it was originally a sword soul, and it must have been killed by the opponent before.
"The second saint of Xuan Mansion is actually him..."
A strong man in the middle stage of the Saint Realm took a long breath, and a solemn look began to appear on his face.
The two saints of Xuan Mansion are no different from others. They became famous very early, and their combined strength is very powerful. Even those at the peak of the holy realm can fight against them.
There are even rumors that the two saints of Xuan Mansion are from the eighth heaven, and they fled here because they killed the dragon tribe.
Although the rumors cannot be taken seriously, they all illustrate the strength of the other party.
Several other Saint Realm powerhouses also took a step at the same time, and the spiritual energy rolling around their bodies was like a stormy sea, pressing towards the people of Mu Sheng Palace.
Xiao Yu stood behind and did not take action because he was not qualified to do so.
"Everyone, don't be afraid. They have all been seriously injured before. If they use all their strength, their injuries will definitely get worse.
As long as everyone shares the same hatred, they will not be able to do anything to us."
It was still the woman holding the white silk ribbon before. Although the other woman looked cautious, she didn't have much fear.
Because the other party had previously snatched two wooden boxes from under the statue, and the white silk in her hand was what was in the wooden boxes.
Xiao Yu didn't know much about the use of Bai Ling.
Most of the magic weapons he hurriedly stole and replaced were found from the Taoist artifact named Lin Quan.
After all, the things in Jinxian Tomb Mansion cannot be too bad, otherwise it will easily arouse others' suspicion.
But now it seems that Bai Ling, who can interrupt the whisk, is probably not an ordinary person.
"Rakshasa Goddess, you are not afraid if you have treasures with you, and why should we be your scapegoat?
If you want us to support you, you have to do something good, otherwise why would we do that?"
A man said something dissatisfied, and then he waved his hand, and a cloth bag appeared in front of him.
"I quit and say goodbye."
The opponent handed over the treasure and wanted to leave directly, but before he could lift his feet, his body suddenly stopped. Then cracks appeared on the wooden board under the opponent's feet, and his legs were trapped in them.
