Top of Qinglian

He didn't dare to be careless, and when the law was pinched, the black flag and flag shone brightly, and a large black hurricane flew out from the flag, turning into a huge black wind python, and pounced on the yellow sand dragon.

As soon as Chen Yifeng raised his hand, a black light shot out, it was a bull head with black light flowing continuously, and after a blur, it instantly grew to the size of the house, and there were two green flames in the eye sockets.

The bull's head exudes a strong wave of Yin Qi, which is a magic weapon.

It opened its mouth and spewed out a large piece of black filament, hitting the blue iron rod with the sound of "chichi" breaking through the air.

Chen Yifa's method changed, and several methods hit the giant bone bird. Five ghost kings and hundreds of ghost generals rushed into the giant bone bird, bursting with dazzling black light.

The black light dissipated, revealing a human-shaped skeleton with a height of about ten feet and wings on its back, holding a white bone sword in its hand. The breath of the human-shaped skeleton was infinitely close to the Yuan Ying stage.

The wings behind the human-shaped skeleton fluttered towards the incoming silver flying sword.

There was a muffled sound of "keng keng", and the silver flying swords smashed on the humanoid skeleton one after another, and the white ancient sword was intact.

The blue iron rod was tightly entangled with black filaments, Wang Changsheng shouted, and with a flick of his wrist, the head of the bull was thrown out.

There was a loud thunder on his body, and a large piece of blue lightning flew out, hitting the opposite side.

Chen Yifeng was in no hurry, he threw out a black shield that was constantly flowing with black light and flew out. It instantly swelled up in front of him, blue lightning struck the black shield, and there was a muffled sound.

A crisp sound of sword chirping sounded, and a large piece of silver flying sword trapped the human-shaped skeleton inside, forming a sword formation.

Chen Yifeng made a pinch, and the humanoid skeleton spread out and spewed out a green flame, hitting the silver flying sword.

"Break it for me."

Zhao Yunrong made a pinch, and the sound of the sword sounded loudly, and countless silver sword energy flew out, hitting the humanoid skeleton.

The human-shaped skeleton has been tempered with yin for a hundred years, and it has also integrated five ghost kings and hundreds of ghost generals. The defense is very strong. With Zhao Yunrong's fourth-layer cultivation, even if a sword formation is deployed, it cannot be destroyed for a while. kill this monster.

"Boom!"

A huge roar sounded, and the yellow sand worm ripped apart the black wind python and rushed towards Chen Yifeng.

The bottle of Han Yun spun around and sprayed out a white beam of light, heading straight for Chen Yifeng.

The white light beam hit the black shield, and the black shield suddenly froze and turned into a huge ice sculpture.

The yellow sand Jiao was less than twenty feet away from Chen Yifeng, and its body suddenly shattered into pieces, turning into a large piece of yellow flying needles, hitting Chen Yifeng.

Two fists were invincible to four hands. Chen Yifeng was very difficult to face the attack of the two cultivators. Even if he was the sect master of Baiguimen, he could not stop Wang Changsheng and Zhao Yunrong for a long time.

As soon as he made a pinch, the black flags and flags shone brightly, and a black hurricane with a height of more than ten sheets flew out to meet the yellow flying needles.

At this moment, a silver light flew towards him. Before Chen Yifeng could react, the silver light turned into a round of silver scorching sun, covering his figure.

Zhao Yunrong raised her right hand and slashed towards the silver scorching sun. A dazzling silver light flew out, hitting the silver scorching sun aggressively. After performing this blow, Zhao Yunrong's complexion turned pale.

The Spiritual Technique Taibai Slashing Demon Sword.

The speed of the silver light was extremely fast, and it instantly disappeared into the silver sun, and a muffled sound came out.

There was a ripple in the sky above the silver scorching sun, and a blue vortex several meters in size appeared out of thin air, and a huge palm filled with a large number of blue arcs quickly protruded out and patted the silver scorching sun, and there was also a muffled sound.

Zhao Yunrong's sword art was pinched, and thousands of silver flying swords quickly gathered and turned into a silver giant sword more than ten feet long. A layer of silver flames appeared on the surface of the sword body, and a circle disappeared into the silver sun. Two more muffled beeps.

Two ear-piercing arrows roared, and two golden lights sank into the silver sun and flew out from the silver sun.

A shrill scream rang out!

Not long after, [Gucheng Reading] The silver scorching sun dissipated.

Chen Yifeng was wearing a gleaming black armor with a blood hole the size of a finger on his head and chest, and his eyes were full of incredible colors.

He has mastered a defensive spiritual technique, and the defense is very strong, but both Wang Changsheng and Zhao Yunrong have mastered a spiritual technique, otherwise they would not have broken Chen Yifeng's defense so quickly.

Chen Yifeng's body quickly fell to the ground, and a large ghostly figure suddenly flew out of the humanoid skeleton.

Wang Changsheng ignored Chen Yifeng's corpse, put away the magic weapon, turned into a blue long rainbow and flew towards the mountain gate of Baiguimen.

It didn't take long for him to come to the mountain gate of Baiguimen. The disciples of Baiguimen were chasing and killing the opponents of the cultivators.

When Wang Changsheng thought that Wang Ruyan's life and death were unknown, his heart was burning, his sleeves twitched, and countless yellow flying needles flew out, piercing the bodies of Baiguimen disciples.

A scream rang out, and more than a dozen disciples of the Hundred Ghost Sect fell into a pool of blood.

He looked around and didn't see any disciples of Bailingmen or the Wang family.

After a while, Wang Changsheng stopped, his eyes gloomy.

Following his gaze, a large black mist appeared in front of him, and there was a burst of roars from time to time. The three cultivators of Pill Formation were holding formation flags and were urging the formation with all their strength.

Wang Changsheng's heart sank, he thought that Wang Ruyan and Wang Qingshan were trapped in the formation.

There are three cultivators of alchemy.

Without saying a word, Wang Changsheng flicked his sleeves, and a large piece of yellow fine sand flew out, turning into a huge yellow sand scorpion, and pounced on a beautiful young woman in a black dress. After the fourth layer of the knot, I had to do something to the young woman in the black dress.

As long as Wang Changsheng interferes with their activating the formation, the chance of Zhao Yunxiao and the three breaking out of the formation is also higher.

"I'm here to stop him. You all try to mobilize the formation to kill them. It seems that Fellow Daoist Chen was killed."

A black-robed man in his early thirties brought out a black flag and released a gust of wind, blocking the yellow sand worms.

The black-robed man was the fourth-layer of Core Formation and had the highest cultivation among the three.

"Get out of here!"

Wang Changsheng's eyes flashed fiercely, he shouted loudly, and the surface of his body thundered loudly. A large piece of blue lightning flew out of him and hit the black-robed man.

He took out the bottle of cold water, spewed out billowing cold air, turned into a white ice dragon, and rushed towards the black-robed man.

The black-robed man snorted lightly, holding the black flag in both hands, and shaking it gently, the sound of "chichi" breaking through the air sounded, and countless gray wind blades flew out, smashing the blue lightning and white ice dragons to pieces. .

The roar of the rumbling continued, and the air was surging.

"Wang Daoyou, my little sister will help you, you go to save Zhao Daoyou and the others~www.readwn.com~ Zhao Yunrong's voice came from the sky.

A round of silver streamer flew from the distant sky and hit the black-robed man.

Wang Changsheng heard this and flew towards the young woman in the black dress.

At this moment, a black light lasing came, and instantly arrived in front of him, less than twenty feet away from him.

Wang Changsheng screamed inwardly, so he had to avoid it. The black light suddenly burst open and turned into a huge black light curtain, covering Wang Changsheng inside.

This is the third-order middle-grade talisman, the ghost prison talisman. The third-rank middle-grade monster is trapped and cannot escape in a short time.

The three of them would never have imagined that Wang Changsheng was a physical practitioner, not an ordinary physical practitioner.

At this time, Zhao Yunrong was also fighting with the black-robed man, the air was billowing, and the roar continued.

Wang Changsheng shouted loudly, and slapped his right hand toward the void, and a huge blue palm filled with a large number of blue arcs flew out instantly and slapped on the black light curtain.