Da Bong fights more people

"Wanqing, come here!"

Dongfang Wanrong shouted.

"You continue to communicate with Nalan Yushi, I can block it." Dongfang Wan said calmly.

"Master, let us leave quickly." Dongfang Wanrong said eagerly.

She never thought about killing people from Leizhou in her dream, the more commotion there is, the easier it is to attract those loose people.

The power of nearly two hundred people is not something they can deal with.

"But I...haven't defeated Wei Yuan..." Nalan Tianlu murmured.

............

Like a sharp knife, Liu Yun pierced into the ranks of Buddhist monks, blocking the first wave of reinforcements who came to stop Xu Qi'an.

With her fifth-grade strength cultivation base and the tenacity of her soul, she fought back and forth against a group of monks who were equally vulgar.

Because of Xu Qi'an's special ability, he was responsible for dealing with Dongfang Wanqing's primordial spirit.

Without saying a word, when he was approaching Dongfang Wanqing, he let out a shriek, and used the ability of heart gu to shake Dongfang Wanqing's primordial spirit, creating a short-term dizzy effect.

He slapped the cold beauty's Tian Ling Gai with a palm.

With this palm, he can devour at least [-]% of the opponent's soul power.

Soul power is similar to vigor, as long as it is not devoured, the soul will not be damaged by nature, at most, the soul will be exhausted and it will take a long time to rest.

"Humph!"

After Dongfang Wanqing got rid of the short-term dizziness, she made a response in line with the operation of a martial artist, clenched her fist, and hit Xu Qi'an's palm.

The fists and palms collided, but there was no sound. The next moment, Dongfang Wanrong was occupied by the pain of tearing her soul. She staggered back and looked at her arm in disbelief.

The entire forearm was gone, empty from the elbow.

But Xu Qi'an flew out backwards, like a kite with a broken thread.

The primordial spirit is not strong, or even weak, but it can devour soul power... Dongfang Wanqing made a judgment, thinking that her soul power will be at most depleted, but before that, can this primordial spirit not The strong guy was beaten out of his wits.

She turned into an afterimage and chased after him.

..........

Dongfang Wanrong patiently communicated with Nalan Tianlu's consciousness, supplemented by Meng Wu's ability to guide her to a certain extent.

"Teacher, the Battle of Shanhaiguan is over, the Witch God Cult is still there, and Jingshan City is still there. This is just one of the battles you led, and there will be more battles waiting for you in the future."

"The Battle of Shanhaiguan...lost?"

"Yes, I lost."

"Dafeng won this war, like cooking oil in a raging fire, and the Witch God Cult will have no chance..."

"No, Dafeng is now weak and the dragon's veins are broken. It is the most vulnerable time. Teacher, the Witch God Cult needs you."

"The Witch God needs me? Yes, the Witch God needs me..."

Nalan Tianlu's empty eyes gradually regained their focus.

Dongfang Wanrong was overjoyed, and just about to speak, someone shouted:

"Dongfang Wanrong, if you don't want your sister to be lost, take us out of the dreamland."

Turning his head to look, he was suddenly shocked and angry, unbelievable.

Younger sister Dongfang Wanqing's primordial spirit was held in the hands of the other party, and her originally solid body now appeared illusory, like a shadow that would disperse when the wind blows.

The primordial spirit, who was at the pinnacle of the fourth rank, lost so quickly?

"You, your primordial spirit..."

Dongfang Wanqing struggled unwillingly, gnashing her teeth.

She thought she could break up the other party's primordial spirit, but she didn't expect that this person's primordial spirit was weak, but he was unimaginably tough and could not be broken up at all.

But Wufu has no special ability in the realm of primordial spirit, and he is helpless in the face of means that can devour soul power. After several fights, she is reduced to a caught fish.

"How can you break up the primordial spirit of the third-rank realm?"

Xu Qi'an laughed.

It succeeded... Li Shaoyun and the others were overjoyed and hurriedly withdrew towards Xu Qi'an.

Just as Liu Yun was about to pull away, the first Chan Master Hengyin's eyes flashed, and he clasped his hands together and said, "Turn back and do it!"

Liu Yun froze, unable to move no matter what.

Crash... A group of monks and Zen masters surrounded her, and Jing Xin and Jing Yuan rushed over to restrain Liu Yun.

Zen Master Hengyin pressed his palm on the top of Liu Yun's head, and said, "Benefactor, please let the Second Palace Master Dongfang go."

Xu Qi'an frowned: "If I don't want to."

Heng Yin said indifferently: "Don't blame the poor monk for killing today."

"If you want to kill, kill it, stop talking nonsense." Li Shaoyun cursed.

"Can't kill!"

Tang Yuanwu looked at Xu Qi'an with a sullen face, and said, "Brother Xu, please be merciful."

This temporary team is not strong, Liu Yun is the most outstanding disciple of Shuangdaomen, but it has nothing to do with people like Xu Qian, they may not be willing to give up hostages for Liu Yun.

Everyone's eyes naturally fell on Xu Qi'an.

Liu Yun pursed her lips tightly.

"it is good!"

Xu Qi'an let go of his hand, Dongfang Wanqing stepped back step by step with his face towards him and his back towards his own people.

Seeing this, Zen Master Hengyin withdrew his hand, Liu Yun took a deep look at Xu Qian, and quickly returned.

Dongfang Wanrong felt relieved, and shouted: "Come here!"

In the figures of Buddhist monks and Donghai Dragon Palace and others rushing over, she said: