The chaos around Wutong Peak continued. More and more casual cultivators died during this night, more and more Qi Refining families were breached, and the mountain gate was swept away.
Countless family monks will be displaced after tonight and become casual practitioners without any guarantee for their practice.
In such a chaotic situation, Li Changzhi controlled a red shuttle and quickly approached here.
Li Qinghuan, on the other hand, led more than ten tribesmen to search eastward for something in this area.
He didn't know at this time that Wang Yanluo, a monk of Wang Jiayan generation in Qingyuan Mountain and in the middle stage of foundation building, was also leading his own people to do the same thing as him.
All this is happening quietly. The final plans of the Wang family, the Li family, and the Zhao family are all secretly confronting each other in this night. Soon, they will come together.
...
High in the sky outside Wutong Peak, Wang Hansheng, a monk in the middle stage of Jindan, was hiding in the strong wind.
He knew that Li Changqing must also be here, but since the war started, he had not noticed the latter's aura at all.
This made Wang Hansheng more vigilant in his heart!
While he was observing the battle situation and searching for Li Changqing, time had gradually passed, and the battle to exterminate the entire clan had reached its final moments.
The battle outside the Zhao family ancestral hall did not surprise him. The three foundation-building monks of the Zhao family had been cornered by the family and the Li family.
Originally, he thought that was it, and neither he nor Li Changqing needed to take risks this time, but he didn't expect that Zhao Yiheng actually had a last resort hidden.
Looking at the huge figure that appeared, Wang Hansheng became a little interested.
Without even realizing it, he focused most of his attention on the battlefield at the Zhao family ancestral hall.
...
On the mountainside of Wutong Peak, outside the Zhao family's ancestral hall.
The huge figure under Zhao Yiheng is a huge monster beast that looks like a "lizard".
Its length is nearly twenty-five feet, its limbs are thick and powerful, and its body is covered with a layer of black flaky rocks.
And it doesn't look like an armor-like magic weapon, but it seems to grow directly from the body.
Zhao Yi sat cross-legged on it, quickly moving magic spells in his hands. With the influx of spiritual power in his body, his connection with the giant "lizard" under him became closer and closer.
In mid-air not far away, Li Xuangang looked at him with squinted eyes, vaguely guessing in his heart, but he was not sure.
At this time, Wang Yanfan and Li Changji had already reacted to the sudden change. They all looked ahead and investigated carefully with their spiritual senses.
This "lizard"-shaped demonic beast has no life breath on its body, and the aura fluctuations on it fluctuate between the third level and the fourth level, as if something is not completed.
Its eyes were closed tightly, and it didn't move at all except for the breath on its body, just like a dead thing.
Wang Yanfan glanced at Li Changji, and the two sides looked at each other and had a tacit understanding.
No matter what this giant "lizard" is, we need to defeat it first, otherwise we don't know how many unknown methods Zhao Yiheng has hidden later.
Just when Wang Yanfan and Li Changji were using the magic weapons in their hands again, they were ready to solve the problem.
Zhao Yiheng, who was sitting cross-legged on the lizard's head, suddenly stopped moving his hands. He raised his head and looked at the five people opposite, with a strange expression on his face.
Wang Yanfan noticed this and said something bad in his heart, because after Zhao Yiheng stopped the spell in his hand, he used his spiritual consciousness to detect that the other party and the huge "lizard" under him seemed to have established some kind of unknown relationship.
contact.
Without any further hesitation, Wang Yanfan sent two golden wheels towards the opposite side and launched the first attack.
Li Changji did not hesitate and followed him.
Li Xuangang looked back at Zong Er and signaled the latter to be careful, and then he also flew over.
For a moment, five rays of escaping light rushed towards Zhao Yi at the same time, launching powerful attacks in their hands.
But Zhao Yiheng was not too worried about this, even though the combined blow of these five people was enough to seriously injure him or kill him directly.
Before the five attacks arrived, he turned his head and looked at Zhao Yuanji and Zhao Yizhi who were half leaning on the stone tablet on the ground, and nodded slightly to them.
Then he turned his head and his face became extremely ferocious.
He took out a black formation disk from somewhere, then threw it into the air and shouted loudly:
"Aren't you curious about what Zhao got in the Xianyuan Sect? Now I'll let you see it thoroughly."
Hearing this, Wang Yanfan was even more surprised and doubtful, but now that he had no way out, he had no choice but to continue to complete the attack.
Moreover, he was very confident in his own strength. Even if this "lizard" really had the strength of a fourth-level low-grade creature, he would still be sure to fight with it for a while.
His heart skipped a beat, the attack did not pause at all, but instead sped up a bit. Wang Yanfan's golden wheel was getting closer and closer to Zhao Yiheng.
Just when the golden blade light of the golden wheel reached the "lizard" first, the Zhao family ancestral hall behind the battlefield suddenly changed.
A rich array aura was inspired from inside, followed by bursts of dazzling blue light.
Li Xuangang was still running away. He felt the aura, turned his head and glanced, and found that Zhao Yuanji and Zhao Yizhi were supporting each other into the ancestral hall, and a formation that suddenly appeared from the ancestral hall was emitting a burst of blue light.
This blue light directly enveloped Zhao Yiheng and the huge "lizard" under him.
Countless spiritual energy poured into the "lizard"'s body along with this burst of blue light.
In the moment when the attack was about to arrive, Zhao Yiheng pressed his hands on the skin of the "lizard" and gently spit out a "Qi".
As soon as he finished speaking, the "lizard" who had his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes, and a strange green light flashed through them.
It comes alive!
After Li Xuangang saw the two eyes made of unknown ore, his heart was filled with turmoil:
"This is indeed a high-level puppet beast!"
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This lizard-shaped puppet beast moved. Facing the attacks of the five people, he opened his mouth and spat out an incredibly huge hurricane spell.
The two golden wheels of Wang Yanfan were also slapped away by it with a paw.
At this moment, the strength it unleashed was no less than that of a fourth-level low-grade monster.
Even though the five people encountered this unexpected situation, they were not afraid. Instead, they used various means to break the hurricane in front of them and continued to rush towards the lizard puppet.
In an instant, the five people were fighting with the lizard puppet controlled by Zhao Yiheng.
Various high-level spells and attacks from various third-level magic weapons were launched, but as Zhao Yiheng's last resort, the opponent would not be so easy to deal with.
Facing the siege of five foundation-building monks, he just controlled this fourth-level lizard puppet beast to block one by one, find an opening, and even take the initiative to launch an attack.
In this way, the melee lasted for about dozens of breaths, and the five people attacking around the lizard puppet were all sent flying back by him.
Li Xuangang was knocked down from mid-air, and Zheng Er stood in front of him. Therefore, except for a trace of blood at the corner of his mouth, he himself was not seriously injured.
Wang Yanfan and Li Changji had the highest cultivation level. After being attacked, they stabilized their bodies in mid-air.
However, another foundation-building elder of the Wang family was not so lucky. He was directly attacked by a spell in the abdomen. He was seriously injured and could no longer participate in the battle.
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The five people were repelled, and the fourth-level lizard puppet controlled by Zhao Yiheng took a few steps forward. His heavy body stepped on the ground, making a muffled sound with every step.
A strong coercion emanated from his body, making the surrounding trees roar.
Wang Yanfan stabilized his body, turned around and looked at the injured tribesman, and ordered him to withdraw from the battlefield first.
Then he fell from the air and stood on the ground, with some anger appearing on his face.
He took out a third-grade top-grade light golden tiger sword from his storage bag and said:
"It turns out that Fellow Daoist Zhao actually found such a fourth-level puppet beast. Unfortunately, some defects have not been repaired..."
"In this case, that's the end of it, but... it's just a fourth-level puppet beast... This makes Wang a little disappointed!"