Beiyin Great Sage

At this moment, the battle situation is still at a stalemate. If he makes a move, he will surely break the balance, but no matter which side he makes a move, it will cause trouble.

"Patriarch."

Seeing him like this, the person behind him couldn't help but said:

"Make a decision quickly, or..."

"It's too late!"

Situ Lang closed his eyes and said, "Wait!"

"Ok?"

The people behind were stunned:

"Patriarch?"

"Today's situation, the patriarch of the Wu family couldn't have expected it. He has always been thoughtful and will definitely have a plan." Situ Lang said in a muffled voice:

"Wait a minute!"

Over the sky.

Zhou Yiyu used the Heavenly Mother's twin swords to fight against his opponent, which seemed to be intense, but in fact, both of them reserved some strength for emergencies.

"Zhou Yi."

Zizhen's voice drifted into both ears:

"Do you still keep that talisman?"

"Huh?" Zhou Yi turned his head sideways, but Yu Jian's movements did not change at all.

"There is something wrong with the ancestor of the Wu family." Zizhen said via voice transmission:

"He looks crazy, but in fact he doesn't intend to fight me hard at all. I'm afraid that besides the few people here, there are other backhands."

"You have to be careful!"

Zhou Yi nodded silently.

He also guessed that there would be an accident, but...

Situ Ben's family may have other means, otherwise, why would they only photograph Situ Xuan, who is in the early days of Taoism, for such an important matter?

"Shh!"

The thought turned, and three spiritual lights suddenly flew out from below.

The aura intertwined into a triangle, passing Situ Fenghua's body in a flash, and the aura of Daoist monk dissipated instantly.

"Om..."

The air oscillated rapidly, and a figure appeared.

The figure has red hair and a purple robe, and a face like a jujube. The three feather-like instruments behind the head rise and fall, and some blood is still stained on them.

"Red-haired Tao Jun!"

"Why is he in the Wu Family?"

"This……"

Daoji late stage!

Seeing this, Zhou Yi's eyes shrank, and Tianmu's twin swords attacked fiercely to force the opponent back, while he turned into a cloud of fire and took the opportunity to retreat violently.

Others took action one after another.

Unexpected.

Situ Xuan actually went forward instead of retreating, taking advantage of the moment when the opponent's mood was relieved, he attacked the opponent fiercely, and several thunderbolts bombarded the opponent's body in sequence.

"Tao Jun?"

Just when others thought that the situation was settled, there was a breath of Daoji's late stage in the field again:

"Unexpectedly, the Wu family invited you here."

"Huh?" The red-haired Tao Jun was about to attack Situ Xuan when his eyes narrowed suddenly:

"Heaven!"

"That's right." The visitor held a jade flute, stepped out of the void, and bowed his hands to Tao Jun like a Confucian scholar in the mortal world:

"Guest from Situ's family, Yan Tianlai has met fellow Taoist!"

really!

Zhou Yi felt relieved.

Since this trip is very important to the Situ family, how can there be only one Situ Xuan, so there is such a master behind the scenes.

I don't know

Which of these two Daoist late stage players is stronger?

Chapter 008 Treasure Hunting

"Please!"

"Please!"

Tao Jun and Yan Tianlai, two late-stage Daoist monks, were politely bowing their hands one moment before, and the next moment they were already killing each other by all means.

magic weapon!

The two magic weapons clashed in the air, streams of light collided in the void.

The two of them were like self-propelled human-shaped rocket launchers at full power, and the spells they cast casually looked like terrible natural disasters in the eyes of ordinary people.

"So strong!"

Zhou Yi's eyes contracted, his skin and flesh tightened, and the Zhenyuan Demon Ape Transformation was in a state of being excited at any time.

The same as Daoji.

The gap between the early stage of Daoji and the late stage of Daoji is as big as heaven and earth, and ten of them together are definitely not the opponent of any of them.

The spells they cast are not only terrifyingly powerful, but also surprisingly fast, with flames and wind blades surging like waves.

No need to resort to others.

Just spells can easily obliterate the early days of Daoji.

And cast a magic weapon...

Facing such a strong man, Zi Zhen might not be able to escape!

The two of them rose higher and farther away, and gradually they could only see two interlaced streamers and faint roars.

"Everyone."

Situ Xuan's beautiful eyes flickered:

"Go ahead!"

Looking at Situ Lang at the same time, the tape threatened:

"Uncle, please take someone to guard the Wu family. If anyone above the age of eight resists, you can kill them all. Don't let me down."

"..." The corners of Situ Lang's mouth trembled, his eyes swept across the audience, and Fang nodded slowly:

"it is good!"

They are not qualified to participate in Daoji's later stage fighting, but they can see some clues.

Tao Jun and Yan Tianlai are probably indistinguishable in strength, but compared to Yan Tianlai's aggressiveness, Tao Jun obviously has many scruples.

Not long after the attack, Tao Jun was expelled away.

Yan Tianlai never persecuted him too much, after all, one is a guest of the Situ family and the other is a helper invited by the Wu family, so there is no need to risk life or death.

drive away,

is the most likely outcome.

And on the field.

One person died on both sides, and it seemed to be a tie, but Situ Fenghua's death completely pushed the two Daoji of his own family to Situ Xuan.

On Situ Xuan's side, there are six Dao Ji.

Samurai,

Only four!

Victory and defeat.

"Go!"

Accompanied by a loud shout, Situ Lang sacrificed a piece of golden scissors, and slashed towards Zhou Yi's opponent, and the rich spiritual light infiltrated the sky even more.

magic weapon!

It should be formed not long ago, and the breath is not yet stable, but it is indeed a magic weapon.

The power of the magic weapon can be called terrifying, the man's imperial envoy fought with Zhou Yi for a long time with the magic weapon and did not fall down, when he was hit by the magic weapon, he immediately let out a mournful cry.

The breath on his body was even more violent.

opportunity!

Zhou Yi's eyes lit up, and the twin swords of Tianmu flashed out, and the seven stars invited the moon across the void, like the Big Dipper fell in front of his eyes.

The seven stars rotated, and there were several cracks on the body of the monk Daoji opposite.

"puff!"

Pieces of broken corpses fell downwards, and the storage bag and the magic weapon were rolled back by Zhou Yi's revolving sword formula, and at the same time he cupped his hands at Situ Lang:

"Thank you brother Dao for your help."

"Humph!"

Situ Lang snorted coldly, and once again controlled the Golden Jiao scissors to charge towards another person.

With Situ Lang leading the team to join, the resistance of the Wu family collapsed in an instant. Except for the ancestor of the Wu family who was able to escape, the other Daoji were not spared.

"pity!"

Situ Xuan looked up to the sky and sighed:

"I was escaped by the ancestor of the Wu family. With this person's strength, if he deliberately ambushes around, there will be no peace on the island in a short time."

If a monk in the middle stage of the Dao Foundation has done robbery, his flexible mobility and terrifying lethality will be a great threat to any force.

"Miss Xuan, you don't need to worry."

Situ Lang quickly adapted to the change of status, bowed and said:

"In order to kill a powerful enemy in the early years, the ancestor of the Wu family used a forbidden technique that consumed lifespan. As a result, not only did he have no hope of advancing to the late Daoist stage, but his lifespan was also running out."

"For the past ten years or so, he has mostly been recuperating in the secret room of the Wu family, and he dared not make a move easily. Although he escaped this time, he will definitely not live for long."

"It's best like this." Daoist Xinyuan gently stroked his beard:

"It just so happens that the array will last for at least two or thirty years, and at most one Jiazi, which is enough to kill a Daoist cultivator with a short lifespan."

"Yes."

Situ Lang nodded.

His transformation was beyond the expectations of others, but if you look at it from his position, it is actually a matter of course.

The defeat of the samurai has been decided, and it is impossible to continue to be neutral or even fight with the samurai.

Taking refuge in the family is the only option.

And now Situ Fenghua is dead, the ancestor of the Wu family has fled, and he is the only one of the three masters on the island, and he can gain more benefits by joining his family.

If the family develops this place in the future, they can take advantage of it.

As for changing from master to subordinate...

Helpless!