The boss traveled through time in the end times: The prince was beaten by the princess again

Two figures passed through the sky and finally stopped in mid-air.

"Look! They're coming out!"

"It's really them! They can fly?!"

"Could it be that they are immortals?"

"......"

There were many discussions, and at this moment, people were all shocked that they could fly, and they were more certain that they were immortals. So, they knelt down and prayed for the immortals' protection.

What's more, they knew this immortal and he was someone close to them, which made it even more shocking.

Jun Mo Ran and the others naturally didn't care about the people on the ground. At this moment, the dark clouds dispersed, revealing the true faces of many immortal cultivators. Jun Mo Ran glanced coldly and found that there were no Yuanying cultivators. He couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. With his current cultivation level, he was fully confident in dealing with Jindan cultivators.

While everyone was confronting each other, Lin Qingwan waved her hand, and the Xuantian Tower rose from the ground. The huge building quickly shrank, and finally formed the shape of a small tower, flying straight towards Lin Qingwan. Lin Qingwan held it in her hand, feeling the weight of the tower, and then it disappeared and was taken into the space by her.

The dozen or so immortal cultivators who were left on the opposite side finally watched this scene with their eyes shining, and silently communicated with their companions. Seeing their greedy eyes sweeping over the two of them, Jun Moyan exuded a cold aura all over his body. It seemed that he would go berserk in the next second.

"Are you sure? There are quite a lot of people."

Lin Qingwan also sent a telepathic message. Jun Moyan glanced at Lin Qingwan and replied, "It's not a problem, but there are too many people. I'm afraid we can't solve it in a short time. If one of them escapes, the consequences will be disastrous."

"Don't worry, leave it to me. I'll set up the formation. You just focus on killing people!"

The two reached an agreement.

However, although there were many people on the opposite side, they belonged to different forces, so they were not united. Moreover, they saw that the two men's cultivation was not very deep. One was in the Golden Core Stage, and the other was only in the Foundation Establishment Stage, so they relaxed their vigilance, and each of them raised their heads proudly, looking at them as if they were looking at dead people.

The man in green was the first to speak: "My two Taoist friends, if you know what's best for you, hand over the treasures on you. I can be kind and leave your bodies intact."

He had a very high opinion of himself, and when he released the pressure of a late Jindan cultivator, the entire space seemed to be locked shut, discouraging other cultivators who were eager to get a piece of the pie.

"What should we do? With a peak Jindan cultivator here, I'm afraid there's no benefit."

A man in the black team asked the person next to him.

"Let's take a look first and then talk."

The two nodded but did not take any action. The other monks also had the same mentality and did not take any action.

The man in green was arrogant and had forgotten that his useless junior brother took so long to go to the toilet, because he was more than capable of dealing with the two little guys by himself.

"What if I don't?"

Jun Moran stood in the air with his hands behind his back, not afraid of the man's pressure at all.

"You still dare to say no? Then don't blame me for being merciless!"

As he said that, his palm turned into a claw, and he teleported to within a few inches of Jun Mo Ran. It seemed that in the next second, he could crush Jun Mo Ran into powder. Jun Mo Ran was well prepared. He slapped his palm, and a strong airflow spread out. In an instant, the ground shook and the trees fell. The people below had never seen such a scene. This was a fight between immortals, and they were not mortals who could watch. So they fled and ran down the mountain. Away from here.

The emperor, the queen and the four judges did not leave. They were staring at the battle in the sky nervously. At this moment, the two men were already fighting each other. The other monks were still watching.

Seeing this, Lin Qingwan did not sit still and wait for death. She quietly took out the talisman and secretly shot it around to set up a formation. No one else noticed this action, except for a pair of eyes in the distance, staring at Lin Qingwan.

That person was the junior brother of the man in green who had escaped under the pretext of defecating. He was still in shock, but luckily he escaped quickly. When he saw Lin Qingwan setting up the formation, he felt that things were not as simple as he thought. These two people were even more hidden, especially the woman, who he always felt that he could not offend.

Facts have proved that his intuition is very accurate. Jun Moyan fought with the blue-clothed senior brother not because he couldn't beat him, but to attract other people's attention so that Lin Qingwan could set up the formation.

At this moment, seeing Lin Qingwan quietly return to him and nod slightly at her, he knew that it was time to end.

He slapped his palm fiercely. The man in green thought he could block it as before, but he miscalculated. He didn't expect that this man, who was only in the middle stage of Jindan, had more spiritual power than him, who was in the late stage of Jindan. This palm was many times more powerful than before. He flew far away and was finally stopped by an invisible wall.

"What's going on? How could I not beat him? And what was that thing that just blocked him from behind?"

He had too many questions that he wanted to clarify at the moment, but in the end, he spat out a mouthful of blood due to his serious injuries, and he dared not approach again rashly.

"How do you want to die?"

Jun Moyan glanced at the man in green. Although his cultivation was not as high as his, he made him feel a strong pressure from him. His sharp eyes made him unable to look directly at him.

"Haha, you are quite arrogant." He knew that he was no match for his opponent, and then he remembered that his useless junior brother had been gone for so long and had not come back yet, and he couldn't help cursing in his heart. However, he still pretended to be calm.

"My fellow Taoists, the one in front of you is extremely powerful. You want to sit back and watch the fight and reap the benefits, but I'm afraid it's not that simple. If you don't take action now, you won't be able to escape."

All the immortals were stunned when they heard this. They also saw that this person was extraordinary. They looked at each other silently. Some wanted to take the opportunity to escape. They were weak and might die before they could even take a single blow.

Several of them obviously wanted to escape and turned around and flew away.

Jun Moyan's lips curled slightly.

"Want to run? It's too late."

As soon as the words fell, the few people who had just escaped were bounced back by an invisible light curtain. The few people were unwilling to give up, and they all used all their strength to attack the light curtain. But it was useless. They were trapped here.

Fear appeared in the eyes of several people, and they began to regret why they did not leave earlier. They were afraid that they would die this time. But they did not understand why there was a formation here?

The others were also shocked when they saw this. How could there be a formation? No one here was proficient in formations. Formation masters were also very rare in the world of immortal cultivation. Who would have thought that in this small border country, they would meet such a powerful formation master.

"That woman is a formation master. Capture her! We can leave now."

At this moment, everyone was panicking and finally decided to act together to break out of the siege. Once their own safety was endangered, they would become anxious.

Everyone flew towards Lin Qingwan.

Jun Moyan stood in front of Lin Qingwan like an indestructible wall, making Lin Qingwan feel at ease.

But she was not a pushover. How could she hide behind a man? She was Lin Qingwan!

Lin Qingwan pushed Jun Moyan's body away with her left hand, walked forward, and curled the corners of her mouth slightly.

With a casual wave of his hand, he threw over a handful of talismans that had been tempered by lightning without paying.

The sky was full of talismans falling from the sky like snowflakes, everywhere. Everyone wanted to dodge, but there were too many talismans, and everyone was knocked down by the talismans one after another, and the power of lightning and the power of the talismans themselves emanated.

Everyone twitched. A current ran through their bodies. Instinctively, they retreated to the edge until they could no longer retreat. They looked at the two men warily.