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Chapter 525 Chapter 527 Chapter 528 Come on, heads-up! (Add two more for the leader "John Zhuang")

Great Liang faces the southeast border, at the outlet of the Changqing River.

More than a dozen witch cultivators were busy setting up a large-scale sleepy god array, and witch cultivators came from afar one after another, setting up defenses along the line for more than [-] miles. , Arrange groups of battle formations, and cooperate with the formations to block the coming wild gods.

Suddenly, a monk in charge of the lookout shouted: "Friar An Chao, to the east!"

Everyone hurriedly looked around and saw two men wearing Taoist robes flying out of the woods ten miles away.

"Everyone, be careful, the middle-aged Taoist priest is Zhu Xun, the golden core celestial master of Anchao, and the other guy in the navy blue Taoist robe is Zhang Wenfeng, who deserves to be hacked into pieces. Form an formation, hurry up!"

Following the voice transmission of one of them, everyone became restless.

The name of a man, the shadow of a tree.

Zhang Wenfeng was notorious among the witch clan, and he was a terrifying existence like a demon.

The "Black Blood Must Kill Order" issued by the Great Elder will last forever and be valid for a long time.

The guy at the top of the list, a head worth [-] spirit stones, and a lot of rare treasures.

Almost all monks from various sects of the Wu clan have seen Zhang Wenfeng's portrait.

Seeing the real person at this moment, each of them was shocked and exchanged glances. They had already gathered more than [-] third-level witch cultivators. If Zhu Xun was not there, they would have attacked them in groups. Who cares about the former water god who broke into the territory? Empress.

Their struggle with the former water god empress was, after all, an internal conflict that came down in one continuous line.

Facing the enemy of the clan, you can put it down first.

Many cultivators of the big sects know well that the reason why the former Water Goddess came to trouble the Wu Clan is that the high-ranking Wu Clan offended the Water Goddess twice, and the Water Goddess has shown mercy, and has never taken the initiative to deal with witches of the third rank and below. Xiu made a move, and they would not be expelled when they approached the Liuzhi River.

Zhu Xun looked at the battle over there, then looked at Guanzhu Zhang, who was as if nothing had happened, and said with a smile: "Brother, you are much more popular than me in the Wu clan. They all look at you with enthusiasm, and they are envious. .”

"Thanks to my old brother, I usually don't dare to travel far away. It's really not easy to revisit my old place today."

Zhang Wenfeng picked up the conversation as a joke, and the two chatted all the way, and they were already like brothers.

Zhu Xun stopped in the air about five miles away from the border. He could not easily break into the territory of the Great Liang Dynasty. The higher his cultivation base, the greater the constraints he would be subject to. On the contrary, he could not travel two thousand miles across the Great Liang Dynasty like Guanzhu Zhang. Feel free.

When he saw the Wu Clan put up such a big battle, he was secretly startled, what did Fellow Daoist Yang do?

Didn't they discuss that they would only walk around the edge of the Wu tribe's territory, making noises to attract Mu Lihua's attention?

"Don't pay attention to them, Tianshi Zhu can't cross the line, Elder Zhou has orders, let's continue to prepare."

A middle-aged man yelled that he had just received a summons from Elder Zhou, strictly ordering them to stop Yang Shuilan. The obstructions along the way were of no avail, and the God of Muzhi Mountain couldn't notify him. I wonder if it was on purpose or he was in seclusion?
It is a matter of the face of the Wu clan, and Yang Shuilan, who dared to go deep into the hinterland to make trouble, must be taught a profound lesson.

No matter how unwilling the others were, they had to follow orders. All kinds of vicious and hostile gazes were mercilessly shot at the enemies in the distance, leaving a few people on guard while the others prepared to intercept Yang Shuilan.

"Brother, I really can't bear this. No matter how much hostility you have towards me, it's not a big deal. I'm used to it anyway. Even if I let my brother suffer wrongful hatred, I must get this justice back and let them be more polite. "

Zhang Wenfeng had already heard movement from far away.

He patted the black cloth bag on his waist, "Chirp", a green light flew out, intertwined with a golden light and shot five miles away.

Zhu Xun laughed: "Brother, just let go and let me see your swordsmanship."

The two formation masters shouted, "Witch Wind follows you, block it!"

When they saw the two flying swords that were shot, a ten-foot sword aura was entangled in the air. While living up to its reputation, how dare you take it lightly?
More than a dozen witch cultivators were shining brightly, forming a formation that echoed each other, drawing out their weapons and slashing.

Under the control of the formation master's pinch formula, the sword qi slashed out hovered with the wind, and it was evenly matched with the attacking silk sword qi. There was a dense "bang, bang, ding dong" sound in the air, and the fine sword qi splashed, falling to the ground or falling like raindrops. Falling into the water, mud dust debris and water ripples everywhere.

"My brother's sword control is exquisite, and his swordsmanship is perfect, which opened my eyes."

Zhu Xun watched the sword fight between the two sides, and he was full of praise, which meant that he was a man of his own. In addition, Zhang Guanzhu's swordsmanship was really superb, making it easy to do whatever he wanted, changing ingeniously, without the slightest fireworks, let alone craftsmanship.

Zhang Wenfeng said with a smile: "Brother congratulations, my little brother can deal with a few incompetent witch cultivators with this meager skill, and he is not even ranked among the same ranks of our Da'an dynasty, ashamed!"

Speaking in his mouth, he controlled the sword with his mind, and the sword energy was like a tide, attacking more than ten people wave after wave.

He didn't deal with the second-tier witch cultivators who were on the ground as if they were facing a big enemy.

He and Zhu Xun came to support this time, not to kill or kill many witches, but to rescue Yang Shuilan. He knew that Yang Shuilan went deep into the territory of the witches and stirred up the wind and rain, in order to catch an ancient tree sprite for him and complete the task. Promised his promise, and by the way deliberately disgusted the high-level Wu clan.

There are more than a dozen other people forming formations and waiting for them. A mere Zhang Wenfeng is not worth all of them defending.

"coming!"

someone called.

"Let's fight, get ready, hurry up!"

A master shouted.

The dozen or so shamans danced and chanted mantras, and more than a hundred people on the ground chanted in unison. The yellowish earth energy rose, and the river turbulent violently.

Within ten miles, the trees withered quickly, the grass withered and yellowed as if faded, and the atmosphere in the air became cloudy and strange.

The two figures in the sky attacked each other fiercely, the water splashed into the sky, the flames shone, and the fight was so fierce that other scattered third-order monks didn't dare to go up to it, so they could only stay behind and put out the flames that fell to the ground, so as not to cause a mountain explosion. fire hazard.

"Yang Shuilan, you can't run away. I've already laid a net ahead of me, waiting for you to jump!"

The flame rune on Zhou Zhi's forehead fluttered, he suppressed his anger, and a fire spear in his hand pierced out the shadows of flame spears. He felt very headache about the crazy woman who was going to die with him at any time, and he dared not use decisive means. He would suffer a great loss if the fight ended in a lose-lose situation, and the current situation of the Wu clan does not allow it.

The reincarnated water god had no scruples in this regard, and his resentment towards him made him secretly terrified.

The crazy woman vented her rage against the two guards at the beginning on him.

He wanted to force Yang Chun to leave the river. On the territory of the Wu tribe, he had several command methods that could limit the power of the wild gods. Yang Shuilan knew that there was an ambush at the end of the water, but he just didn't leave the sky above the river.

I really thought that with Zhu Xun and Zhang Wenfeng's support, I could easily break out.

As long as Zhu Xun dared to make a move, Mu Lihua, who was hiding, would definitely show up.

That Zhang Wenfeng wanted to rescue Yang Shuilan, but his strength was weak, and there would only be more and more monks on their side, one would ebb and flow, so he considered risking his losses, and decided to get rid of that annoying Zhang Wenfeng.

Yang Shuilan dragged the miserable old tree with one hand. The buds and leaves on the tree fell to pieces, and the roots were washed away by the water mist. Give her an inexhaustible source of spellcasting, and she's waiting for her chance.

"A group of chickens and dogs, not worth mentioning!"

With a distance of tens of miles, the two fought against each other, and it took only a moment to exchange attacks.

Facing the waiting array of gods, Yang Shuilan did not choose to evade his sharp edge and bypass the river mouth. Guanzhu Zhang helped her restrain half of the people in the air. She pushed her right hand towards the Ziluo Pagoda and shouted: "Go!"

The river water hangs upside down in the air more than ten feet high, and the shadow of the tower suddenly swells.

Shuizhu Tawei smashed towards the formation seven or eight li away in front of him.

"Stop!"

Zhou Zhi yelled angrily, and shot the spear in his hand at the desperate woman. A ray of sparkling fire shadow pierced the air at an extremely fast speed, leaving slightly distorted waves of anxious aura in the air, which was unstoppable.

He knew that the woman also had a rope-shaped magic weapon, which was suitable for entanglement and elusive attacks, but it was not effective in defense. If he dared to make such a big deal, while Mu Lihua was paying attention to the foreign enemy Zhu Xun, he had a good chance to keep the crazy woman.

With a flash of blue light, Yang Shuilan used another magic weapon she newly refined, the Water Feather Sword.

The opportunity that Xiao Ni'er found from the underground water hole was of great help to her. Otherwise, she would have to spend countless hours just looking for high-level materials if she wanted to refine a water magic weapon that suits her wishes. Ye Xiu, who has lost his heel, is not easy to mix.

The water mist turned into frost and snow, flakes flying.

Just one blow, simple and rough, deflected Zhou Zhi's countless spear attacks prepared by his opponents.

The fierce collision of frost, snow, cold air and raging fire caused a shocking explosion, and the curved river below rose up, forming a winding water dragon that seemed to come alive, and the crystal clear water flow connected to the indomitable Ziluo Tower.

Zhou Zhi stretched out his hand, and the fire spear returned to his hand.

There was a hint of helplessness on his face that he had miscalculated. The girl took out two powerful magic weapons, which were even more powerful than the ancestral fire spear of the sect in his hand. I don't know where she got them from?
The purple snail tower has a very high rank, and Yang Shuilan can't fully develop it yet.

A line of transparent ice rope suddenly appeared in the air, "hoo" and greeted Zhou Zhi.

Zhou Zhi quickly stretched out his fire spear to block it. The huge force collided with water and fire, and he had to step back for a few feet, so he was delayed for a moment. Xiu bumped and rolled all over the sky.

The second-level witch cultivators who were deployed for several miles on the ground were even more horrible, and many monks fainted.

Unable to bear it, Mu Lihua appeared in the air, and waved her sleeves angrily, countless brilliant mountain flowers turned into a piece of pink and white, entangled towards the two flying swords controlled by Zhang Wenfeng.

Zhu Xun laughed, and flicked his fingers repeatedly, blasting two gaps in the formation of mountain flowers several miles away.

Zhang Wenfeng withdrew it as soon as he saw it, and called Feijian back. He saw Yang Shuilan dragging a low old plum tree upside down, using water magic powers, followed Luota and rushed out of the Wu clan's territory, with a heroic figure and fluttering clothes .

The other group formed the "Witch Wind Follows the Shape" formation was also affected, and they rushed out of formation, and everyone scattered and fled.

Fortunately among the misfortunes, the former water god empress they were ordered to stop had no intention of harming anyone.

Mu Lihua shouted: "Yang Chun, what do you want to do when you collude with monk An Chao?"

Yang Shuilan didn't pay attention to the pretentiousness of the Goddess of the Mountain talking nonsense with her eyes open, it was too fake, and she didn't bother to act with her.

She didn't intend to accept it as soon as it was good, it was rare to have a master of Jindan to help her hold the battle and restrain Mulihua, she had to teach that kid Zhou Zhi a lesson today, and she couldn't wait for Xiao Ni'er to advance to the next year.

Throwing the plum blossom tree in his hand to Zhang Wenfeng, he said, "Please take care of it for a while."

Yang Shuilan turned around and waved to Zhou Zhi, who was chasing after flying across the border, and said with a smile: "Let's go one-on-one in the wild, don't worry about damaging the Wu Clan's mountain roots, it doesn't matter whether you win or lose, it just depends on your displeasure."

Zhou Zhi gritted his teeth and said with a smile: "You are still staying above that river, so I am sorry to accompany you."

Without the advantages of a large number of people and a convenient location, he actually didn't want to fight with Yang Shuilan, winning or losing was meaningless.

That woman has no scruples, he wants to consider the overall situation.

If you play monkey in front of outsiders, you will lose face.

The two were separated by five miles, Yang Shuilan held the shrunken purple snail tower in her left hand, looked at each other for a moment, and she quickly flew away from the river, saying: "I don't even bother to take advantage of a junior, come on, single-handedly fight! Mu Lihua Don't interfere, I have to beat that kid into a pig's head today, so that even his ancestors won't recognize him."

Under the watchful eyes of everyone, Zhou Zhi couldn't bear it anymore, sneered and flew to the southeast.

That woman pretended to be crazy and foolish in front of him as an elder, but he didn't even bother to admit it.

He likes to play dirty tricks, to save trouble, to fight wits but not strength, if he really wants to fight alone, no one is afraid of anyone.

As many as forty third-level witch cultivators gathered at the border and followed behind them through voice transmission. There were a large number of people flying in the air, and they kept adjusting their formation. When they stopped after flying twenty miles away, Three echoing formations have been formed.

Zhang Wenfeng paid attention to those sneaky witches. He and Zhu Xun walked together, supporting the poor old tree with the power of wood energy. The little girl in the plum blossom dress on the trunk kept crying, not knowing it was in pain. I was still scared, but now I can't care about comforting her.

He had to be on guard against those witch cultivators who would come out of nowhere.

Zhu Xun has already said through voice transmission that he can't take it lightly, because the Muzhi Mountain God is watching.

Yang Shuilan shouted: "If you don't want to die, back away."

The purple snail tower in her hand smashed towards Zhou Zhi who was opposite, and a crystal blue water sword shaped like a feather appeared in her hand, and she leaped forward, wanting to fight her opponent in close quarters.

A series of transparent shadows appeared in the air, and as soon as he made a move, he went all out.

It doesn't matter whether you win or lose, what you said earlier is empty talk.

Zhou Zhi threw the fire spear in his right hand, drew a curved line of fire in the air, and shot fiercely at the woman hiding behind the giant tower. A red flame bronze mirror appeared in his hand, and shone in the direction of the unscrupulous Luota.

Flames gushed out.

Layers upon layers, red, orange, yellow, and white flames turned into a volcano, and the inside was light and pure cyan.

The five-color volcano roared, and the flames blazed more than ten feet in size.

The two behemoths collided violently in the air.

He wanted to make the aggressive woman hiding behind the tower suffer a big loss.

He really didn't want to use this method of suppressing the bottom of the box easily. Is it easy for him to cultivate these flames in the fire cave?
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(End of this chapter)