A man in green clothes danced, Lan Yu stepped on the auspicious clouds, followed by a large number of Qi practitioners from the Blue Mountain Sect, and said: "Senior Brother Chixiao, don't worry, I understand that in addition to the powerful weapons, the power of his spiritual thoughts is also extraordinary.
, we only need to delay for a moment and wait for the arrival of the Jinyang Sect's golden phase to suppress its spiritual thoughts and calmly harvest this beast's life!"
Thousands of troops and swords turned into cloud energy rushed into the realm of spiritual thoughts, and immediately fell into chaos. Lan Yu acted calmly and bravely, saying: "My fellow disciples, use magic to force Old Demon Yang to maintain his spiritual power."
In the Mind Realm, you must not give him the opportunity to deploy weapons!"
Chixiao gave an order, and two groups of people from Tianji, Chixia Sect and Lanshan Sect cast spells at Yang Ning. It seemed that they wanted to use this method to force Yang Ning to maintain the realm of spiritual thoughts and let him focus on disturbing the realm of spiritual thoughts.
He has countless spells and has no intention of deploying weapons such as electromagnetic rail guns.
"How can I not get a share of the credit for killing Old Demon Yang? Junior Sister Lanyun, let's see how I use the God-Suppressing Monument to suppress Old Demon Yang's spiritual realm!"
A god-suppressing monument covered in black blood fell from the sky and fell into Yang Ning's spiritual realm. Yang Ning's eyes narrowed and he immediately felt that the divine realm was suppressed. Although it had always existed, he could no longer disturb and invade it.
Spells and spiritual weapons, magic weapons, etc.
Jin Xiang led the Jinyang Sect disciples to arrive, laughing loudly, golden light bursting out between his palms, a golden gun was copied in his hand, went straight to Yang Ning's head and smashed it: "The credit for killing Old Demon Yang is
mine!"
Lan Yun and Chi Xiao's expressions changed slightly, and they quickly speeded up to catch up with Jin Xiang. While blocking Jin Xiang's momentum, they dealt a painful blow to Yang Ning!
Yang Ning pulled out the Jinhong Sword tied around his waist. The long sword fell to the ground, and a sycamore tree with golden and red sacred fire rose up from the ground. He stood on the canopy of the sycamore tree, while Jin Xiang, Lan Yu, Chi Xiao and others were practicing ball.
Attacking him, Yang Ning flicked his finger, causing the roots of the sycamore tree to vibrate, and the boundless holy fire spread and turned into a sea of fire, sweeping many Qi Sea realm Qi practitioners to the ground.
Chi Xiao laughed: "Old Yang is so poor in magic skills that he actually used fire spells in front of my Chixia Sect to seek death!"
He flicked his sleeves, and the sacred fire of the sycamore tree separated from both sides of him. Chi Xiao laughed: "Watch me kill him with Old Demon Yang's flames!"
The sacred fire of the sycamore tree rolled back, Yang Ning flicked his finger again, and the countless leaves of the sycamore tree rustled. Each leaf, and the veins on the leaves all showed sword energy, sword threads, and countless sword energy at this moment.
The sword wire cut through the flames that rolled back, brushing around
As he walked around Chixiao, Chixiao's face changed drastically, and the three-foot green sharp edge drew countless afterimages. He resisted the sword energy and sword energy, but he was still beaten by the sword energy and sword energy, cutting his body with cuts and bruises. If it weren't for the strength of his physical body, at this moment
I was afraid that he would be directly beaten to death by the sword energy and cut into pieces.
"Senior Brother Chixiao, you can't do it. This little sister should take off the head of Old Demon Yang."
Lan Yun chuckled, and suddenly he saw the sky split open, pouring out a piece of water from the Milky Way, water and fire collided, billowing white smoke enveloped all directions, Lan Yun formed a seal with his hands, and the white smoke in the sky suddenly rotated rapidly around the sycamore tree, trying to strangle Yang
Ning is in it.
"It's all in vain!"
With a roar, the power of the sycamore sacred fire surged. It actually ignited the water of the Tianhe River and burned the crack along the crack. The white smoke tornado was shattered by the sycamore tree. Jin Xiang laughed.
: "Senior Brother Chixiao, Junior Sister Lanyun, you all can't do it, this Yang Ning's head must be mine!"
He held a big gun and swept in. Yang Ning pulled up the sycamore tree and swept it in a circle. The big gun came into contact with the trunk of the sycamore tree. Jin Xiang suddenly felt an unparalleled power bursting out from the trunk. His tiger's mouth burst open, dripping with blood, and his face turned pale.
Change: "This old devil is so powerful!"
With a loud bang, he was swept away by Yang Ning with the sycamore tree, and he was hit hard on Chixia Peak, which made him dizzy and went deep into the rocks.
"Ninety-nine percent of Yang Lao Mo's body is on his weapons, you must not give him a chance to arrange them!"
Lan Yun and Chi Xiao joined forces to kill, and in the sky, countless spells suddenly fell, like a magic curtain falling from the sky. Yang Ning raised his head, and the sycamore tree transformed into the Jin Hong Sword. The Jin Hong Sword made a loud sound, and his sword was ordinary.
After he poked it out, he immediately cut a hole in the magic curtain, and the magic curtain suddenly fell. Yang Ning jumped out of the hole, intact!
"Yang Ning, go to hell!"
Just after jumping out of the magic sky, Yang Ning suddenly saw a person out of the corner of his eye. A look of surprise appeared in his eyes. He turned sideways to avoid the person's kick. At the same time, he turned around and reached out to grab the person's legs and feet, and boom boom boom.
He hit the ground more than ten times in a row, making big holes in the ground. He was hit so hard that he felt like stars were popping up in front of his eyes.
"Su Yucheng, you're so lucky that you didn't turn into an idiot even though your memory was wiped away."
He said with a smile, and suddenly felt a threat coming from the ground. Yang Ning raised his foot and stamped his foot. The ground roared, and a deep pit was created in the ground. Under the ground, a purple energy burst out, as if
The erupting volcano caused Yang Ning to accidentally notice that his robe was slightly stained. He immediately saw that the robe fell into annihilation, and the parts contaminated by the purple gas began to melt!
The Qigong practitioners from Qingyun Sect and Ziyun Sect arrived. Yang Ning heard the sound of breaking through the air and saw two groups of people flying from the sky. At this time, all the Qigong practitioners from the seven branch headquarters of Qicai Dao Sect were
Four to five thousand people gathered to surround Yang Ning, making it airtight. Even if that number of Qi practitioners cast spells together, it is estimated that even the fate-knowing state would not be able to withstand it.
"It's really a big scene. With so many people fighting against me alone, it seems like there are some rules to follow in a group fight."
Yang Ning said with a smile, without any surprise on his face, as if so many people were not dispatched to deal with him.
Chi Xiao shouted loudly: "All senior fellow apprentices, please take action together to kill Old Demon Yang to avoid long nights and endless dreams."
Terrifying fluctuations erupted from the sky. Among the four to five thousand Qi practitioners, there were only a few hundred people in the Qi Sea Realm and Xingxuan Realm, less than one-tenth of the total number of people. But even so, the fluctuations in spells caused
A wide range of spiritual shocks. As for the other spiritual practitioners in the spiritual realm, they also bloomed their spiritual power to their heart's content, forming large formations and bursting out incredible power, which was not inferior to those spells.
Hundreds of thousands of spells and large formations came towards Yang Ning. The scene was truly spectacular, a scene that had not appeared in the Colorful Taoist Sect for hundreds of years before.
Yang Ning was calm in the face of danger, and even leisurely took out his camera and took a photo. Then he put the camera away without any haste. At this moment, the God-Calling Monument began to vibrate.
"Old Demon Yang is moving the God-Suppressing Monument. He's running out of skills!"