A stream of rainbows cut across the sky. As time went by, the separated elders of the Daoxian Sect began to gather towards the dry ancient trees, gathering together one after another.
"I feel relieved to see that all the junior brothers have arrived safe and sound." Looking at the familiar faces in front of him, Dao Ming obviously breathed a sigh of relief.
The people who came this time were all elders from various peaks, and they were all the mainstays in the sect. If something went wrong and caused heavy losses, Dao Ming, as the team leader, would be unforgivable.
"Senior Brother Daoming, Senior Brother Zhang from Longhu Peak and Senior Brother Mu from Danding Peak have not come yet. Could something happen?" Little Loli looked around, but did not find Zhang Ruozhuo and Mu Xuling, with a look of worry on her face.
The color was getting darker, so I quickly reminded Daoming.
"I know that in fact, in addition to Junior Brother Zhang and Junior Brother Mu, there are several other Junior Brothers who have not arrived. They are all separated outside Dragon Falling Ridge and will not be able to get back for a while."
Although he said this, the worry on Daoming's face did not weaken, and he paused and spoke again.
"The strange thing is that the junior brothers who couldn't make it have all sent the news back, but junior brothers Zhang and Mu are completely silent. I'm afraid they have indeed encountered a difficult situation."
Hearing what Dao Ming said, everyone's faces became solemn. This time the Yiling Sect is coming fiercely, and there may be people from the Living Grave State secretly watching. The situation is indeed not optimistic, and someone might spill their blood here.
Little Loli was even more anxious. The two of them were with her before, but now they were missing. She couldn't help but think too much.
Although they simply exchanged a few moves with the Withered Old Man, the power of the Withered Old Man has been deeply imprinted in the little Loli's mind. In her understanding, Mu Xuling and Zhang Ruozhuo may not be able to escape even if they join forces.
What's more, he was knocked unconscious at the time and became a liability.
For a moment, the little Loli was in a state of confusion.
While everyone was thinking about the solution, and Luo Ming was also frowning, looking thoughtful, Yuan Chen quietly and slowly stepped back, trying to sneak away without everyone noticing.
However, the little Loli kept staring at him. Seeing Yuan Chen trying to sneak away, the little Loli also began to take steps secretly.
"Yes!" Luo Ming, who was thinking hard, seemed to suddenly think of something. He clapped his hands and turned around and shouted: "Senior nephew Yuan Chen, I have thought of a way!"
Yuan Chen, half of his body already hidden under the shadow of the tree, suddenly stopped walking, dumbfounded.
Why are you thinking of me again?
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After listening to Luo Ming's ideas, Yuan Chen once again helped him construct a complex formation, and then he caught an opportunity and drifted away without even saying hello.
Even without looking back, Yuan Chen could clearly feel two short legs moving continuously behind him.
Yuan Chen quietly increased his speed, finally widening the distance between himself and the person behind him, and soon left her far behind.
Seeing Yuan Chen getting further and further away, the little Loli suddenly stopped and stood on the spot, stamping her little feet on the ground one after another, and her cheeks were as round as an inflated ball.
"This guy hasn't been practicing Taoism for a long time, how can he run away like this!"
"Forget it, they've already come out anyway, so I'll just go look for it myself. It might be faster for the two of us to look for it separately."
After making up her mind, the little Loli ran in a completely different direction from Yuan Chen, hoping to find traces of Zhang Ruozhuo or Mu Xuling.
Unfortunately, the little Lolita's efforts are doomed to be in vain.
Of course, "Mu Xu Ling" cannot be found by the little Loli, and Zhang Ruozhuo's figure has already appeared in front of Yuan Chen.
Um... right in front of the reconnaissance robot.
Powerful spiritual energy fluctuations continued to spread outward, causing Lin Hai to make rustling sounds.
Bodies dressed in black were scattered everywhere on the bumpy ground, and many of them were not intact. There were faintly broken arms and limbs exposed in the flying sand.
The source of spiritual power fluctuations, the two figures sometimes passed by each other and sometimes collided directly. Each encounter caused a tsunami-like wave of spiritual power. Powerful impact spread out, turning the nearby area into life.
restricted area.
Another violent collision, as if time was frozen, the two people fighting like lightning suddenly stopped, a pair of palms with bulging veins clasped together, and a giant sword was firmly fixed in the air.
It was Zhang Ruozhuo who performed a bare-handed performance on the field.
The huge sword fixed in mid-air was clearly the magic sword used by Sword Demon to slash the formation, but the one wielding the sword was a young man with a face that was somewhat similar to Sword Demon, but with black hair.
The young man's black hair danced wildly, like a demon, and his cold eyes were like two bloodthirsty swords, piercing Zhang Ruozhuo's body.
Veins popped out in both arms holding the sword. The young man's left hand suddenly withdrew. With a click of the sword technique, the giant sword suddenly disintegrated and turned into densely packed small swords that shot towards Zhang Ruozhuo.
At such a close distance, Zhang Ruozhuo had no time to deal with the countless small swords flying towards him. In a hurry, he could only release his powerful spiritual power to form a spiritual barrier to protect himself.
"Ding ding ding!"
The sound like gold and iron clashing was endless, and the small sword that exploded bounced in all directions as if it hit a copper wall.
However, the series of impacts were not in vain. Under the rounds of impact, the spiritual barrier in front of Zhang Ruozhuo was continuously weakened, and soon became as fragile as cicada wings.
"Click!"
Finally, the remaining small sword broke through Zhang Ruozhuo's defense line and penetrated from outside the spiritual barrier.
Although he did not completely resist the young man's offensive, Zhang Ruozhuo finally bought himself a certain amount of time. His body slightly shrank back like a spiritual snake preparing to pounce, and he punched the moment the spiritual energy barrier was broken.
The roar of dragons and tigers suddenly exploded.
The shadows of the silver-patterned golden dragon and the white-winged black tiger intersect around Zhang Ruozhuo's iron fist, forming an extraordinary spiral energy. The powerful pulling force lingers on the iron fist, forming ripple-like traces in the void.
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"Dragon and tiger ask the way of heaven!"
Zhang Ruozhuo screamed in his heart. The flying swords that surged like a river were pulled by the spiral energy, and they all missed their target. They collided with each other one after another, without hurting Zhang Ruozhuo at all.
The young man did not wait for an opportunity to take action, but stood quietly on the spot, holding his hands in vain, but there was an imaginary shadow of a huge sword appearing in his hands.
The Shadowless Sword does not look as powerful as the giant sword, but its aura is far more powerful than the giant sword. The sharp sword energy is like a long bone-cutting knife, piercing Zhang Ruozhuo's skin, causing him a slight tingling sensation.
The Shadowless Sword was ethereal, and even the figure of the young man became somewhat transparent. The demon-like figure seemed to be the only one in the world, and the Shadowless Sword became the only sword to destroy the world.
"With one sword, the world is silent, with one sword, gods and demons are startled, and with one sword, real demons come. You are qualified to take one of the three moves I am most proud of."
The young man finally spoke, his tone harsh as if he hadn't spoken for thousands of years, but the murderous intent contained in his words made people shudder.
Zhang Ruozhuo's brows suddenly jumped. If he remembered correctly, the founder of these three techniques should be the Sword Demon!
Could it be that this black-haired young man is actually a sword demon?
There was a trace of confusion in Zhang Ruozhuo's heart. The Sword Demon had been famous for thousands of years, and now he was already in his twilight years. Although his experience and strength were increasing, he was no longer at his peak state.
At the end of their lives, most monks can no longer maintain their youthful appearance and can only show their truest self.
At this time, the sword demon should have looked like the white-haired old man when he slashed the formation with the sword, but why now he has turned into a young man!
Although Zhang Ruozhuo's heart was full of doubts, a strong sense of crisis suddenly erupted from the bottom of his heart. The terrifying power contained in this sword cast a shadow of death on his heart.
"Can't hide? Just let me give it a try. How does my self-made Dragon Tiger Wentian Dao compare with the world-famous Demonic Three Swords!"
Zhang Ruozhuo's eyes were shining with a crazy light, his fairy-like temperament was gone, his thin face was full of ferocity, wisps of black demonic energy hit his face, and his whole person seemed to be possessed.
"Come on, let me see how powerful the Three Magic Swords are!"
"Dragon and tiger ask the way of heaven!"
At this moment, Yuan Chen rushed to the battlefield, flicked his finger, and the small and simple spirit gathering formation flew out like a stone, hitting Zhang Ruozhuo directly on the back, but he had no idea.