Every cause must bear fruit, your catastrophe is me

"what do you mean?"

When she heard the word Li Zong, Honglian's eyes lit up instantly, her expression was slightly excited, and the corners of her mouth curved into a crescent shape.

Tang Yin nodded.

Based on his perception, he had already noticed that Li Zong claimed to be here last time. Although they had never fought against each other, the aura fluctuations and smells on the latter's body could not be changed.

And the little sky fox who has been in his arms seems to have noticed this too, arching his head in his arms.

According to the perception of the two, there is a middle-aged man in a gray robe on the far left of the large crowd.

The man has thick eyebrows and big eyes, some dust on his body, his face is slightly sallow, and he is almost inconspicuous in the crowd.

But who would know that such a guy is a monk with a Mahayana realm?

"What are you talking about? What old man?"

Seeing that the two were chatting vigorously, Xi'er asked curiously at this moment, and glanced at Honglian warily.

This kind of thing that she didn't know but Honglian knew made her very upset and very repulsive, as if her brother had been snatched away.

After all, Xi'er is just a 13-year-old girl with a pure heart, and any emotion will be expressed on her face.

Seeing this, Tang Yin smiled and patted her head, and immediately told him everything that happened after she broke through the cultivation level last time.

Wen Yan Xi'er nodded in satisfaction.

At this moment, there was a rare silence in the crowd, but the silence was overwhelmed by a thunder-like sound that suddenly exploded, rumbling from all directions.

"It's over, you guys are too much!"

"Brothers, follow me to kill. The treasures of the relics, everyone has a share, the three tyrannical sects, swear to fight to the death!"

Before anyone could tell who was speaking, the three figures rushed towards the entrance of the ruins.

The three of them were very strange, wrapped in black robes all over their bodies, and they released streaks of black mist during the charge, and the mist evaporated and quickly covered the front of the ruins.

"court death!"

Wang Long shouted loudly, brandished his trident and charged towards the three of them.

A golden carriage appeared under him, the curtain of dragons and phoenixes was extremely luxurious, and the three golden dragons in front of the carriage stretched their teeth and danced their claws.

This is a very special form of martial arts, a wonderful use of the power of the rules of heaven and earth.

The dragon chariot galloped away, and the black air dissipated, as if the darkness met the light and was quickly dispelled.

Boom boom boom!
The next moment, the three men in black robes shattered directly, and were smashed to pieces by the dragon chariot.

But Wang Long's face was not arrogant, but disdainful.

"You're so petty, you dare to act presumptuously in front of me."

He said coldly, and with a wave of the trident, a cloud of blood suddenly appeared in the air on the left, and a human head appeared and flew in the air out of thin air.

The trident swung the trident to the right twice again, and the two people who were hidden in the air were also hit and appeared. One burst out of thin air, and the other released a defensive pagoda-shaped magic weapon at a critical moment.

The magic weapon took a blow, and layers of spider web-like cracks appeared on it, and the light became extremely dim, but it was useless.

"Wang Long, don't go too far!"

"You idiots, waiting left and right, waiting for others to open the passage for you, it's just wishful thinking!"

"I fought with you!"

The man in black roared at the top of his lungs, then rushed towards Wang Long with his head muffled, the aura rising from his body, and the muscles on his face twisted ferociously.

boom!
The next moment his body exploded suddenly, and the shock wave was like a huge wave, causing many people with low cultivation around to roll in the air or be pushed far away.

"Is Wang Lung dead?"

"Damn Bai Zhanzong, you actually insulted our casual cultivators like this."

"Hmph, there are still passionate people in our casual cultivators. This time Wang Long is not dead but also seriously injured."

There was a lot of discussion among the scattered cultivators around, and expressions of joy appeared on the faces of some people.

"Brother, was that guy killed?"

Xi'er pulled Tang Yin's arm and asked, with a throbbing expression.

Although the battle just now was only for a short moment, the battle of wits and courage and brutality in it were vividly displayed.

The three black robes who rushed out earlier were obviously stand-ins, and the real body moved to the left and right under the cover of the black mist, trying to take advantage of the black mist to attract attention and blend into the ruins.

But Wang Long was too powerful, so he directly used the dragon chariot transformed into martial arts to disperse the black mist, and then found the hiding place of the three of them, and killed them one by one.

The last cultivator saw that there was no life left, so he blew himself up before dying and wanted to drag Wang Long to die together.

"How is it possible, the strongest of the three is only the sixth level of Nascent Soul, and has not even reached half a step of Mahayana. It is just a dream to pull Wanglong together."

Tang Yin shook his head and analyzed it for Xi'er.

Sure enough, the smoke cleared, and Wang Lung's figure appeared in the air.

The golden battle armor on his body was shining golden in the sun, and the red cloak carried the blood left by the self-explosion, adding a bit of murderous blood, and he glanced at everyone.

"Who else is coming up to die!" He said coldly, his expression full of disdain.

At this moment, the world was quiet, and all the people who were scanned by Wang Long either averted their eyes or lowered their heads.Overwhelmed by his aura, he dared not look at him at all.

Seeing that no one dared to come up to die, Wang Long's expression became more and more proud, and he placed the trident against his chest and hugged his hands together.

This behavior is a bit exaggerated, and of course it is Wang Long's self-confidence. This is not a fighting posture, which shows that he looks down on these casual cultivators at all.

"I'm about to go in, and who else is there? It's really embarrassing."

At this time, a playful voice sounded, and Tang Yin suddenly activated a pyrotechnic weapon, and fired it towards the left side of the ruins.

Bang, the fireworks rose, and suddenly there was a slight ripple in the air beside it, like ripples on the surface of the water.

"Someone!"

"Damn, someone is coming!"

"Go to hell!"

The disciples of the three sects who were holding the door were in a panic, and the fool knew that the ripples just now were caused by someone appearing invisible, and there were some spiritual fluctuations on it.

The next moment, one by one magic weapons and swords swarmed towards the position where Lianyi appeared before.

"Boy, you have a seed!"

A resentful voice roared sharply, and under the attack of dozens of treasures, the person who had lurked in the past appeared.

It was Lizong Xingzhe. At this time, he had removed his disguise and returned to the image of a sloppy old man last time.

As he roared loudly, his words were full of resentment, while waving a black ruler to block the attacks of many babies.

The ruler in his hand is very mysterious, every time he swung it, he could take away the power of the magic weapon, and even guide its power back.

Although he is alone, and the situation is not good in the face of a group of siege, but if you look closely, you will find that the formation of the three disciples has become chaotic, and they can't even take down each other for a while.

Moreover, the distance of the Lizong walker is still approaching the ruins, advancing as he fights.

"A group of idiots, let me come!"

Wang Long also saw the situation, and said disdainfully, his body turned into a streamer and was about to rush towards the old man.

"Did I let you go?"

Tang Yin finally made a move, and punched out, blocking Wang Long's way to turn around and leaving him behind.