Tian Yuan Xian Ji

Chapter 466 Chaos
The bright red runes bound the ghosts and drilled into the scroll.

The ghost merged into the scroll, and the scroll suddenly burst into dazzling light. The crimson light covered the sky and the sun, swept across the magic cloud, and stuck to the magic cloud like tarsal maggots, pulling them away into the scroll. .

In an instant, the surrounding magic cloud bee pupae entered the scroll, and the sky that was originally shrouded in clouds and ghosts became clear and bright in an instant.

The skinny man from the Mozong had nowhere to hide anymore. With his supernatural power, he was able to fuse himself with the billowing demon cloud, turning him into an invisible and formless body.

So Tangning tried her best to find his hiding place.

The crimson light emitted by the scroll was attached to the magic cloud and poured into the scroll. Fortunately, he cut off his magical powers in time and showed his real body, otherwise he would have been sucked into the scroll and sealed at this moment.

At this moment, the thin man's complexion was a little pale, and he had the idea of ​​retreating in his heart. His supernatural power was broken, his spiritual power was damaged, and with all his cards out, many spells and supernatural powers were broken. If he continued to fight, he would only lose No wins.

Tangning didn't pay attention to what he was thinking. Seeing his figure appear, she pulled out a magic wand with her left hand and swung it towards him.

The thin man greeted him with a blue long sword, the two colors of light intertwined, and they couldn't stand each other.

The man turned his head and looked. On the other side, the burly man and the white snake were both wrapped in a huge blood mass. It was impossible to see the outcome inside, but the blood mass was constantly churning, presumably fighting fiercely inside.

He hesitated in his heart, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.

Suddenly, a ray of brilliance flashed through his spiritual shield and went straight to his forehead.

It turned out that Tangning saw him looking left and right, with erratic eyes, taking advantage of his distraction and unpreparedness, he suddenly launched an attack, and a brilliance flashed between his brows, and his divine sense transformed into a sword to attack his Niwan Palace.

The invisible brilliance penetrated into the skinny man's eyebrows, penetrated into his sea of ​​consciousness, and hit a huge green light group directly, causing the light group to counterattack. The two did not hold each other for a long time, the light group trembled violently and fell apart.

When Tangning closed her eyes, the brilliance shot out and returned to his eyebrows.

With the damaged consciousness of the skinny man, he stood still and his eyes were dull.

Taking this opportunity, he pulled out a black knife, which rose against the wind, and turned into a size of thirty feet, and slashed straight down.

The spiritual power shield was immediately disorganized and twisted under the slashing of the black knife. Tangning manipulated the black knife and slashed down repeatedly. After three strikes, the spiritual power shield finally couldn't support it and shattered like a water curtain.

The black knife split his body in two, and the two halves of the skinny man fell straight. Without the support of the master's spiritual power, the cyan long sword became weaker and weaker. Under the attack of the crouching wand, it fell to the ground without support for a long time. .

With one move, Tangning took the storage bag on the skinny man's waist and the blue long sword that had fallen into his hands. He was about to support the little white snake and help it fight against the demon sect's two-headed and long-tailed man.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the huge blood mass burst open suddenly, and two figures jumped out of it, it was the little white snake and the man with the long tail.

Both the man and the snake were covered with scars. The scales and armor of the little white snake were broken in many places, and the flesh was bloody.

And the long-tailed man was even more in a state of distress, his left arm was severed at the root, his right arm was only boneless, his flesh and blood disappeared, his chest was completely sunken, his face was pale, and he was out of breath.

He turned his eyes and saw that the skinny man had been split in half.

In an instant, the pupils shrank suddenly.

He only heard a soft drink from him, and the index finger and middle finger of the white bone on his right arm were joined together, and the long tail behind him swelled extremely rapidly, reaching several feet in size in the blink of an eye, and then burst open with a bang, forming a blood-colored circular cage, wrapping him His body turned into a streak of blood and fled to the rear.

This person was clearly at the end of his strength, of course Tangning wouldn't just let him go, she chased after him with a flash of light, and the little white snake followed suit.

Unexpectedly, the bloody light was so fast, Tangning and the little white snake chased him for less than a mile, but he was left far behind, and he was nowhere to be seen.

Tang Ning stopped and stopped chasing after him. He lost a lot of spiritual power after fighting with the two of them. In addition, the little white snake was seriously injured. If he continued to chase and encountered a powerful monk from the Demon Sect, he might be in trouble.

At this time, the two sides of Xuanmo and Xuanmo had already fought into one group, and they were divided into countless small battle groups. Looking up, there were people fighting everywhere, and all kinds of lights were dazzling.

With a flash of his figure, he fled to the left, more than a mile away, and there were two colors of red and gold rays of light facing each other.

Not long after he walked, he saw a man in Qianyizong's costume and a Youmeizong man fighting in front of him.

The man from the Youmei sect used a spell to turn into a golden cage to trap the man from the Qianyi sect. Inside the cage, the golden sun was shining, and there were several golden dragons with a size of thirty feet attacking the Qianyi sect. man.

The man of Qianyizong protects himself with red copper bells, and is struggling to support himself.

Tang Ning arrived, flipped his hand over, and the purple-gold spear swelled in the wind. It turned into a size of four or fifty feet, and stabbed at the man of the Youmei Sect.

The man saw that he was a late-stage foundation-building monk, his expression changed drastically, he withdrew the spell, turned around and fled.

Tang Ning caught up with the light, and the Zijin spear struck down. The man used the golden halberd to protect his body and ran away without looking back.

Under the impact of the two phases, the light of the golden halberd was greatly reduced, and it shook violently. At this time, the figure of the little white snake flashed, and suddenly appeared in front of the man. With a sweep of its long tail, there was only a click, and the golden halberd hit the little white snake. Under the attack of Zijin spear, it was broken inch by inch.

The man was terrified, his complexion changed drastically, his hands formed seals, and a huge cage of forty to fifty feet was condensed in mid-air, and the golden light inside gathered, condensing into golden dragons.

A brilliance flashed between Tang Ning's brows, and the Sword of Divine Consciousness pierced into his forehead, smashing the green ball of light representing his spiritual consciousness in Niwan Palace to pieces.

The man was stunned for a moment, and when the little white snake bumped into it, the golden dragons collapsed one after another, and the golden cage shattered inch by inch, dissipating into the air.

It opened its mouth and spit out a cloud of gray mist, enveloping the man's body, and the gray mist surged, as if eating his body.

The little white snake opened its mouth again and took a breath, gray mist poured into its belly, and a complete set of clothes and storage bags fell out of it.

With a wave of her hand, Tangning took the storage bag into her hand.

At this time, a ray of light shot out, and a man with a leopard head and ape arms appeared. It was Wei Shiyan, the supervisor of the inspection department.

His complexion was a little pale. Obviously, he had consumed a lot of spiritual power. He had heard that Tangning's supernatural powers and spells were very powerful.

At this moment, seeing this strong enemy of the Youmei sect being killed after three attacks, five divisions and two divisions, I am even more convinced of him in my heart.

"Thank you Senior Brother Tang for your help and killing this thief, otherwise I'm afraid I'll die here." Wei Shiyan said.

Tang Ning said: "Young brother Wei, you are being polite. It is our duty to serve the sect to kill thieves. You and I are both serving the sect, so why bother to thank you. Junior brother Wei is depleting a lot of spiritual energy, so we need to find a safe place first Let's rest!"

Wei Shiyan nodded, didn't say much, and turned into a ray of light and left.

With a flash of light, Tang Ning headed towards another battle group. Within two to three hundred feet, a man in the costume of the Blood Bone Sect saw him approaching, and immediately turned and fled. He didn't even care about the spiritual weapon no more.

He chased him for a while, and saw that he met another monk from the Demon Sect, so he didn't chase him any more.
At this time, many battle groups had already decided the winners and losers. The defeated side was either killed on the spot or fled with injuries. Many disciples of the Demon Sect had already withdrawn into the formation, and many people from the Xuanmen side also retreated.

Seeing this, the remaining disciples of Xuanmo and Xuanmo who were still at loggerheads abandoned each other and returned to their headquarters.

This chaotic battle ended in less than an hour, Mozong retreated to the formation, and Xuanmen also retreated dozens of miles to regroup.

Tang Ning fell to the top of a mountain. There were already many figures on it. Some were extremely pale, and some were covered in blood. They were all sitting cross-legged, closing their eyes to recover their spiritual power.

Everyone here is the disciple of their team, including the Intelligence Section, Inspection Section, Disciplinary Section, and Security Section.

The Qi refining disciples rested not far from the foot of the mountain, and the top of the mountain naturally became the camp of the foundation-building monks.

Seeing him disappearing, everyone looked back. Tangning's eyes swept over. There were only nine people here including him.

And there were fifteen of them, but the remaining six were dead.

This includes Zhu Xu, the deacon of the Intelligence Division, Fang Zhongping and Xu Qingda, the supervisors of the Inspection Division, Ma Xuan, the deacon of the Disciplinary Division, Wu Ziping and Cheng Hao, the supervisors of the Security Division.

Seeing that Zhu Xu wasn't there, Tang Ning frowned slightly, walked up to Lu Guang, and Liu Miao sat cross-legged beside them.

Lu Guang's face was still flushed, obviously his spiritual power was overdrawn, and Liu Miao's face was also pale.

The two nodded slightly to him, and continued to close their eyes to recover their spiritual power.

Tang Ning also pulled out a pill and swallowed it, closing her eyes to restore her lost spiritual power.

After a while, another ray of light came, showing a man with big ears on his temples. He was Wu Ziping from the Security Section. He was covered with blood and had a wound the size of a thumb on his abdomen.

Everyone opened their eyes and turned to look at him. Xue Jing, the deacon of the security department, asked, "Junior Brother Wu, is your injury okay?"

Wu Ziping shook his head, walked to him and sat down: "Not fatal."

Everyone waited here for another hour, and another ray of light came, showing the figure of an old man with white beard and hair. It was Tong Quan'an. His face was slightly pale, but he was not injured.

The Jindan monks had already moved their battlefields, and they didn't know where they went. At this time, Tong Quan'an returned safely, and everyone felt at ease.
In fact, the battle between the two sects of Xuanmo mainly depends on the outcome of these Golden Core cultivators. Once one side loses the battle, the army will naturally be defeated.

In other words, these golden core monks are the winners and losers who dominate the battle between the two sides of Xuanmo.

(End of this chapter)