Stand behind Mo Disheng are the second hall master of the "Dark Temple" Emperor Li Tian and the third hall master Chen Wei.

The seven-star saint who swore to advance and retreat with the "Dark Temple" slowly walked out of the space black hole without any surprise, holding a cloth bag in his left hand, and didn't know what it contained inside.

In addition to these four old faces, there are three young faces, but they are never seen by the Saint Wendao.

They are the mysterious young man Beidou who is wearing a black robe and covered with a face covering with a scarf, with white hair, black and white Tai Chi Yin-Yang diagrams embroidered on his chest, and Lu Cun, a young man in black who once participated in the battle of "Si Cliff" and whose clothes are almost exactly the same as Beidou.

"You guys are here indeed."

Seeing his old rival appear, Saint Wen Dao didn't seem surprised, but just said calmly.

"Oh? Old man Wen Dao, do you know I'm coming?" Mo Disheng didn't expect him to be so calm and couldn't help but say curiously.

"Don't I know your urinary nature yet?" Saint Wen Dao smiled slightly, "If I can finish the meeting smoothly, then it's not you."

"I didn't expect that the person who knows me the most was you!" Mo Disheng couldn't help but laugh.

While the two of them were talking casually, the top of the mountain had already exploded.

"It's the person from the 'Dark Temple'!"

"Is this person who dares to talk to Saint Wen Dao like this? Could it be that he is the Lord of the Dark Temple?"

"It must be, my God, I actually met four saints!"

"Are you stupid? There are three people here. Since the other party dares to show up, the number of saints will definitely not be small. Among the people next to the Lord of the Dark Temple, there may be saints."

"Do you think they will fight later?"

"What are you afraid of? Even if you fight, the number of people here will have an advantage."

"You don't understand this. When you reach the realm of a saint, you are like a god. How can you and I interfere in the battle between saints?"

"It seems like you have seen a saint take action."

"Although I have never seen it with my own eyes, my cousin's neighbor's distant relative's grandfather once..."

...

"Since you are here, please say something quickly and let go if you have nothing to do!" Saint Wen Dao suddenly looked dark and said coldly, "I'll be exempted from attending the meeting. I don't welcome late guests here. Please be early next time."

"It seems that your spiritual power array is arranged for us?" The Seven-Star Saint glanced at the white dome covering the mountain top, and a trace of disdain flashed in his eyes, "Do you think this can stop us?"

"Can you stop it? You'll know if you try it?" Saint Wen Dao replied without hesitation.

"Okay, I'm just about to understand the ability to set up the formation of the 'Wendao Academy'!"

Green lights flew around the Seven-Star Saint, and a short black stick suddenly appeared in his hand, and it was thunderously pierced on the surface of the spiritual light cover with lightning speed.

"Pop!"

The terrifying momentum of the saint who took action and destroying the world did not appear. The black stick stabbed on the white spiritual light was like a dripping water entering the river, causing only a slight ripple, and soon there was no movement.

The attack of the powerful saint failed to shake the spiritual power formation that was shrouded on the top of the mountain.

“Huh?”

As a result, Mo Disheng and others were all surprised, and finally put away their contempt and carefully looked at the strange formation in front of them.

"I'll try it!"

Emperor Li Tian had long been eager to try it out. Seeing that the seven-star saint was not good at getting out, a raging fighting spirit burned in his eyes. He raised his right hand high, and the violent black spiritual fire suddenly jumped out of his palm, turning into an extremely sharp black spiritual sword.

Without seeing how his feet were moving, he appeared in front of the formation, raised the spirit sword in his hand, and slashed hard at the spiritual light shield.

"Pop!"

However, his amazing heavy slash was not much better than the seven-star saint, and it was still not painful or itchy, and it failed to cause the light shield to be damaged at all.

"What kind of formation is this?"

Mo Disheng frowned and looked at the Seven-Star Saint with displeasure.

"Could it be..."

The Seven-Star Saint looked shocked and suspicious, and suddenly said to the young man in black next to him, "Take us in!"

"yes!"

Lu Cun nodded and responded, and suddenly a mysterious and strange aura emanated from his body, covering all seven of his own.

The next moment, the seven people disappeared into the air without warning and could no longer see them.

"It's the power of space." Saint Wen Dao's expression changed slightly, and he turned to look at Nangong Ling and said, "Can it be blocked?"

"Don't worry, senior." Nangong Ling was calm and calm, "It was just an expected thing."

"Bang!"

With a loud bang, Mo Disheng and others appeared again in the sky outside the dome, each of whom was staggering and quite embarrassed.

"What are you doing!"

Feeling the many gazes from below, Shen Wei's old face turned red and he couldn't help but glar at Lu Cun, "Do you want to kill us?"

"This formation is strange." Lu Cun's face was full of incredible expression, "I can't penetrate my space power."

"Can you actually block the power of space?"

The Seven-Star Saint was surprised. Although he was proficient in the way of servants, he did not study the formation deeply and was far from comparable to the four elders of the Yi family. Faced with a slightly more complicated formation, he seemed a little at a loss. "Is it an ancient formation?"

"No need to waste your energy."

But Nangong Ling, who was located behind the Saint Wendao, suddenly opened her cherry lips and her voice was like a yellow oriole. "This formation is called the 'Leakless Formation', which is the first defensive formation in ancient times. No matter whether it is the power of space or the power of time, as long as our spirit crystal is not exhausted, you will never be able to break in."

It's the little girl who knows how to use illusion!

Seeing the person who was talking clearly, Chen Wei couldn't help but lit up his eyes and his heartbeats, and he was very moved by Nangong Ling's appearance.

Looking at the two girls Li Bing and Li Yiru beside Nangong Ling, they were both rare human beauty. He suddenly felt a wave of uncontrollable desire rushing into his brain, wishing he could break the formation in the next second, defeat the Saint Wen Dao, and take these beauties back to the temple to enjoy themselves.

"I didn't expect that there were such formations in the 'Wendao Academy'." The surprise in the eyes of the Seven-Star Saint flashed, and soon returned to tranquility. He threatened with a cold voice, "Just activate such a top-level formation, the consumption must be huge. I wonder how long the spirit crystal in your hands can last?"

"Senior, why not give it a try." Nangong Ling smiled sweetly, and was indescribably pleasing to the eye.

"Hey, will there be a customer coming so soon?"

While the two of them were confronting each other, two figures, one blue and one gold, flashed from nowhere, and stood next to the Saint Wendao.

It was Lin Zhiyun and Zhong Wen who had previously hiding in the Saint's Palace and translated ancient classics.

Hearing Zhong Wen's voice, Chen Wei's face instinctively showed a look of hatred. Just as he was about to speak ill, his eyes fell on Lin Zhiyun, and his whole body trembled, his head buzzed, and his whole body fell into chaos.

In the world, how could there be such a beautiful woman in the world?

What would it be like to spend a spring night with such a woman?

The third hall master stared at Lin Zhiyun's gorgeous face with his eyes, saliva flowing from the corners of his mouth, and all kinds of messy and dirty thoughts changed in his mind, and he fell into a daze.

Just at this moment, Lin Zhi's bright eyes looked at him.

Yes, I'm going to die!

What a fascinating fairy!

No matter what price I pay, I must get her!

Just after she looked at Chen Wei, she felt her mind rippling, her soul was floating, her bones were soft, and her head was dizzy. The wind and rain that she had coveted for a long time, Li Bing, Ning Jie and others were all left behind.

At this moment, he had only one thought, which was to take the peerless beauty in front of him with a fluttering blue skirt for himself.

"Sci-spirited body!"

The Seven-Star Saint and Beidou naturally noticed the existence of Linzhiyun and couldn't help but exclaim in unison.

"Bitch, did you kill Tianquan!"

After staring at the Lord of Piaohua Palace for a long time, a sudden flash of inspiration in the mind of the Seven-Star Saint, an extremely resentful light shot out from his eyes, and he shouted sternly.

"Yes, Tianquan led people to attack my Piaohua Palace for no reason." Lin Zhiyun replied without fear, "He is already dead under Zhiyun's sword."

"Okay, very good!"

The seven-star saint who had always been happy and angry was actually red, his eyes were broken, and he gritted his teeth and said viciously, "I will treat you well later!"

He can actually deprive Tianquan of his special physique!

Xuantian treasure mirror!

It must be the Xuantian treasure mirror!
Chapter completed!