Sect Leader Is Under Great Pressure

When counting down to "three", the three of them finally came to the valley at the foot of Huanbo Mountain.

Huanbo Mountain was originally just an ordinary mountain range in the South China Sea of ​​Zhongzhou. Although there are beautiful mountains and rivers, there are more than thousands of famous mountains in Zhongzhou. If it is not a local, it will not be very clear about its location.

But for thousands of years, this Huanbo Mountain has witnessed the rise and fall of a dynasty, and it has also witnessed the birth of a peerless strongman. In the eyes of the higher-ups, this place is a holy place.

That's why the great priest chose this valley when he captured Yang Juyin to form the magic formation earlier - the demon-slaying sword energy that remained when Taoist Xing became enlightened for a long time, it was a natural help.It's just that the lord of Kun-Lai was found too quickly at that time. Although the magic circle was set up, it didn't have time to use it.

Maybe it's God's will, going around, but now it's back here again. Although Yang Chiyin felt a little strange in his heart, he quickly sat in the center of the formation, plucked out the remaining eye, and pressed it into the shadow of the Taiji Pisces in the formation. above the eyes.

Kunlai's mountain protection circle was engraved in his eyes, and with the spiritual source taken from Haizheng's ship, it stands to reason that there is enough time to persist until the head finds it.

Feng Qingxiu, who was pulled over by Wu Zhan, was also seriously injured, and said, "Let me do it."

There was countless black energy in his eyes, and he was trying his best to hide it, so as not to touch the magic sealing formation, but his attainments in the formation were extremely high.

"I've changed this formation. You won't be able to learn it in a while." Yang Quyin stretched out his hand, placed the eyeballs of Taoist Feng Youyuan on the Yang eyes of Taiji Pisces, and at the same time quickly inserted the thin snail into the center.

In an instant, countless runes emerged from the formation and sank into the ground. The entire formation also began to rotate and return to its position one by one, which also attracted countless fierce sword intents in the mountains and injected them into it.

Feng Qingxiu frowned slightly, but didn't make a sound, but tried her best to conceal the demonic energy in her body, and just concealed it again, this great formation of sealing demons also faintly aroused the opposition between the demonic energy in him and the heaven and earth.

Seeing something bad, Wu Zhan quickly took off the black bear fur and wrapped it around Feng Qingxiu.

After thousands of years of refinement, the fur contaminated with countless dark energy instantly blocked the evil energy on Feng Qingxiu's body, and also made the formation ignore his existence.

"How long can you last with this big formation?" Wu Zhan took out a bear-headed staff, walked to Yang Chuyin, and sent him the profound essence. He is a great witch who has been around for thousands of years.

"No accident, about a moment." Yang Juyin calculated, "It's troublesome, Ankang won't be able to reach Dongzhou in this time."

Now they are trapped here and cannot escape.

"It should be enough." Feng Qingxiu glanced at the rotating formation, "Now he is trapped, I just eat the magic tire, and the danger can be relieved."

"Then as soon as possible." Blood was gradually overflowing under Yang Juyin's closed eyelids, which was a sign that his formation was being destroyed rapidly.

Feng Qingxiu nodded, and pointed at the Yang Yu's eye.

A huge and terrifying demonic thought spread into it along with the fingertips, and Daoist Yuan paused for a while before sneering: "I have already killed a great demonic master, so you can also make me bewitched? Ridiculous!"

Feng Qingxiu remained silent, the demonic thoughts rushed into his altar quickly, and he avoided them nimbly, but those eyes were too small after all, but for a while, Daoist Yuan always slipped through one or two of the countless dodging and slashing thoughts fish.

Seeing this situation, Yang Chiyin couldn't help but smile slightly on the corners of his lips.

Just at this moment, the Demon Sealing Formation trembled, Wu Zhan and him raised their heads at the same time, and saw white lotus flashing in the sky, and countless swords descended from the sky, causing countless ripples on the Formation.

"They are disciples of the Taiqing Sect," Wu Zhan stood up suddenly, and his spiritual thoughts swept away, "29 He Daoists, 630 Transformation Gods, [-] Nascent Souls, and more than [-] Golden Cores." For the lowly ones, they are on their way.

"Get rid of them," Yang Jinyin covered his eyes, his voice was a little weak, "I can't hold it anymore."

If it was just a Taiqing disciple outside, his big formation would not be a problem for a long time, but now the core of the formation is imprisoning a human immortal who may escape at any time. .

Wu Zhan nodded, and hit the bear-headed dharma stick on the ground, pinching out the dagger. The surrounding sky was covered with dark clouds, so thick that it was almost within reach.

Immediately, the bear's mouth opened wide, revealing its sharp fangs, and sprayed out countless black mist. Although this black mist was slightly dispelled under the skylight, after all, it was sprayed too fast. You can't see your fingers when you stretch out your hand, and your divine sense can't penetrate it, just like falling into a deep abyss.

But this situation is a location that Wu Zhan has been very familiar with for thousands of years, unlike when he was fighting against Kun-Lai General in the Black Witch's land, he was so fast at this time that almost a monk fell on him in an instant. Under the voodoo, occasionally someone would draw a sword, and he would also burn it with yang fire. This kind of ghost bridge fire connecting yin and yang showed its magical effect of melting the soul.

At the same time, the monks in the black mist had difficulty distinguishing between the enemy and the enemy. In order to protect themselves, they had already begun to kill each other in suspicion. As long as he was given another moment, not to mention cleaning up everything, most of them should be fine.

Seeing this situation, Feng Qingxiu used even more force to bombard Daoist Yuan who was in the seal.

But Daoist Yuan laughed lowly: "It's a pity, if I hadn't defeated the Heavenly Demon, you should be able to win, what a pity."

Feng Qingxiu was alert in her heart, just as she thought he was about to do something, but she heard him say: "Drive the clouds to catch the light, and the black mist will disperse by itself."

In the next second, a monk in the black mist shouted: "Rush out and disperse the dark clouds. This kind of demonic energy is most afraid of the sun!"

The art of dispelling clouds and spreading rain is something that monks know a little bit. Wu Zhan feels bad, but he can't clean up all the monks at once, but he sees countless white lotus sword qi circling in the sky. With just one breath, the Wuyun in the sky has been twisted away. , the sun slanted through.

The dark energy is like snowflakes swept by the fire, disappearing invisible under the sun, leaving Wu Zhan nowhere to hide. At that moment, dozens of monks who have transformed themselves into gods and merged with the Tao joined forces and blasted at the body in all directions at the same time. Wu Zhan, who was outside the formation, had no time to react, and had already submerged him in countless sword lights.

Yang Qianyin's mind was shocked, his chest felt tight, and his unhealed meridian flowed reversely in an instant, a mouthful of blood spewed out, and his body stood up involuntarily, stretching out his hand was just one move.

A giant hand floated out of the formation, with immense force, countless flowers and leaves were rolled up in the hand, and the countless sword lights were scattered with force, but in the sword light, it had already exploded, and nothing was left.

He lost his mind for a while, and the formation stopped for a moment, but Daoist Yuan caught the flaw, doubled his true energy, and blasted it above the wall of his eyes. The formation was about to fall in the distance, and another foreign enemy attacked fiercely. Broken in half.

"Devils can see people's hearts, but your tricks are too immature." Daoist Yuan said lightly after breaking through the formation.

When the black mist rose suddenly, Yang Chuyin was extremely worried about the sun just now, so he easily let him see it.

Feng Qingxiu's expression was extremely angry, but he no longer restrained his evil thoughts, and took off his leather clothes, countless blood gushed out from his fingertips, his shadow moved slightly, and began to invade the shadow under Dao Master Yuan.

Daoist Yuan ignored the intrusion, but walked towards him slowly. When he passed the witch stick, suddenly a little light of the sword blasted out, as bright as a morning star, and disappeared in the sword light, but Wu Zhan suddenly appeared inch by inch from the witch stick. Shape, the light of the knife is cold, but a little spark spreads on the tip of the knife.

Daoist Yuan directly ignored this attack, and the body-protecting essence on his skin could easily counter-kill a mere Hedao witch in this area—the power of human beings is not something Hedao can resist at all.

As he expected, just as Wu Zhan's saber touched his neck, he was blasted far away by his body-protecting essence, and fell to the ground without knowing his life or death.

However, the little spark on the knife was not extinguished by the true essence, but spread throughout, like sparks falling into oil, exploding with a bang, and the spirit disappeared quickly in the fire, he was surprised for a moment, stunned For a moment, Feng Qingxiu's shadow suddenly jumped out from under his shadow and entered between his eyebrows. The two sides sat in the formation and continued to stand still.

"Azhan?" Yang Juyin wiped the blood on the ground with his ten fingers, and fell into the rune with his hands. Force into his mouth.

"I'm going to be choked to death by you." Wu Zhan pushed him away, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and joked, "I still want to pretend to be dead and attack him again, this amount of fire can't burn his spirit."

"Can you say hello next time? You're not dead. I'm going to be scared to death by you." Yang Yuyin complained, "Sneak attack again, how many lives do you have, I will go if I want to go."

"No way, this Yanghuo was originally extracted from the Dingyuan Stone back then. It's just this one, you can't use it." Wu Zhan slowly got up, the flames at his fingertips jumped, and approached the Yuan Daoist, but Before approaching, Daoist Yuan looked up.

That divine sense was too strong and sharp, Wu Zhan shook his head suddenly, looked up at the staff, and saw that the three blue stripes on it had all been wiped out, well, this one glance, he will lose another life, the three stripes that were cultivated in 3000 years Fate, all used up today.

"Chen Yin, it seems that I can't help you anymore." Wu Zhan said with a wry smile, it was useless to run up now.

But at the same time, the formation was shaking again. Wu Zhan looked up, but saw that the Taiqing monks in the sky had already stepped out with all their strength, and the formation was about to be unable to resist.

"It's okay!" Yang Chuyin slowly stabilized his mind, more blood gushed out from his eyes, and formed a puddle in front of his eyes, but he bit his index finger and drew several runes on the ground forcefully, "Ah Zhan, want to Don't want to watch the fireworks?"

"I've seen it, but I'm not interested." Wu Zhan didn't give face.

"This time it's different, it's very beautiful." Yang Jinyin rubbed and rubbed on him, and even groped him.

"Okay." Wu Zhan thought that he might have to confess here today, but since we are together, there seems to be nothing to be afraid of. It is a pity that he has never visited many places. The places that Yin Yin said can not be visited, but in the future, he can Take him to the other side for fun.

Yang Jinyin kissed him with a smile, and the entire magic circle suddenly rose into the sky.

There is no language to describe the power of that moment, and no light can compare to the brilliance of that moment.

The sky and the earth fell, and thousands of thunderbolts landed, crashing down, illuminating half the world.

Countless monks turned into fireworks in the thunder.

Heaven and earth return to peace.

Wu Zhan turned to look at Chan Yin.

Senior Brother Yang smiled at him, and handed an eyeball to his hand.

Immediately, he also turned into a piece of fireworks.

In Wu Zhan's arms, it was extremely bright.

The author has something to say: I guarantee that Master will come out in the next chapter, don't be afraid!