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On Qingshan Island.

There are far more than a thousand monks on Qingshan Island. In addition to the children of Wu Daozi and other three families, there are also people who come here, which makes the island's monks worth five to six thousand. In addition, there are probably tens of thousands of monks. However, so many monks have to be scattered in dozens of miles, guarding the formations everywhere, shouldering the responsibilities of defense, and their staff are still insufficient.

What's more, the demon clan is attacking in large numbers and the offensive is in full swing.

"Master, the formation at the north end has been attacked continuously, and Uncle Wei Bo cannot support it. Rescue quickly—"

A man with a red face was shouting loudly.

That was Wei He, who took on the role of a disciple in charge of Qingshan Island, and was also considered to be a return to his old career. At this time, he was stepping on the flying sword and was in a hurry.

"The demon tribe tribe tries to break the formation, please follow me-"

Wei Xuanzi waved his hand, and a group of monks followed him over the mountain, river valley, and flew straight to the northern end of the island.

But at the end of the front, clouds and mist surged, light flashed, and magic power roared. The hillsides by the sea were covered with rows of stone pillars, all carved runes and blessed piles of spirit stones. The powerful aura burst out, blending with the clouds and mists in all directions. With the blessing of dozens of monks, they continued to fight against the light in the clouds and mists. The light became more and more prosperous, and it was like raging lightning, tearing the clouds and mists open at any time and venting violent murderous intent.

"My fellow Taoists, bless the formation—"

Wei Xuanzi landed on the hillside, whispered his sleeves together, and ranchs containing magic power came out of his hands. Wu Daozi, Kang Xuan and Bu Chengzi arrived later, and did not dare to be negligent, and were also busy making magic tricks to bless the mountain protection formation.

The offensive outside the formation became more and more fierce.

Hundreds of monks gathered on the hillside. In addition to defending, they could not help panic. Even Wei He and Wei Bo, George and Jiang Xuan who had arrived for rescue also looked solemn.

Once the formation is lost, a killing will occur. More than fifty masters of the demon clan are not only crazy, but also cruel, even Wei Xuanzi and four seniors cannot resist it. Especially the ancestor of the demon clan, Wan Shengzi, is said to have a mysterious magic power, is unfathomable, and is almost invincible. Qingshan Island is already a bit of good fortune.

"Everyone, don't worry!"

Wei Xuanzi noticed it and said calmly: "My Qingshan Island Formation has been operating for more than ten years, which is a big deal. Even if it is attacked by the demon clan for more than two months, it is still as stable as a rock. As long as you and I work together, we will be able to resist the strong enemy outside the formation."

Perhaps he intended to appease everyone and increase morale, he slowed down a little, and then said: "I have sent someone to ask for help on the eve of the demon clan's invasion. According to the distance, Mr. Wu is coming soon!"

When everyone heard that strong support had arrived, they were really excited.

Wu Daozi, Kang Xuan, and Bu Chengzi changed their eyes and felt inexplicably.

Weber whispered a few words to the George woman beside him, giving the other party a pleasure. He immediately smiled and then walked to the magic circle to help.

Wei He did not participate in the defense, but pulled Jiang Xuan to stand more than ten feet away. While paying attention to the movements from afar, he pretended to be confused: "Master, what you said is Wujiu, Mr. Wu?"

Wei Xuanzi nodded and said, "That's right!"

Wei He said in surprise: "Oh, it is said that he made a big fuss in Longwu Valley and roaming across Luzhou. Now he is a master of Feixian, which is even more amazing. There are also the twelve silver armored guards under his command, which are invincible! This time the demon clan is unlucky, and it is really unlucky!"

Everyone present was even more excited.

I have heard of the name of a certain gentleman. If he came to rescue him, Aoyama Island would be fine.

Jiang Xuan quietly pulled Wei He and sent a message: "Senior Chunhua has been out for more than two months. It is unknown whether he can find Mr. Wu..."

"Don't worry, Mr. Wu and I are good brothers. He heard that I was suffering on the island and would definitely rush to help..."

Wei He raised his chest and his face flushed.

Jiang Xuan shook his head and said nothing...

"boom--"

Another roar was shaking, the clouds and mist churned, and the powerful backlash force instantly brought out gusts of wind.

"Ba, bha, bha—"

The formation stone pillars on the hillside could not hold on and shattered one after another.

The backward wind was wrapped in clouds and mist, stone chips and violent murderous intent came. The monks who were still sitting cross-legged could not help but tilt around. A hundred feet away, the flashing light was even more dazzling. The formation restrictions that had lost their blessings were about to break.

"Defend with all your strength—"

Wei Xuanzi shouted loudly, waved his sleeve and threw out more than ten stone pillars. In the blink of an eye, the broken formation had been repaired. Before he could breathe a sigh of relief, another roar came. The stone pillar that had just inserted into the hillside magic array was once again "pa" and shattered. He was suddenly shocked and said in a lost voice: "Holy Son has done it himself..."

"Ka——"

It was convenient for this moment, more than a hundred feet away, a torn sound made, and then the clouds and mist dissipated, and the light burst out wildly, and a gap of several feet in size suddenly flashed.

"Oh, the formation is broken..."

"Escape quickly..."

The monks on the hillside were already in a mess, some shouting, and some jumping up and running away.

Wu Daozi, Kang Xuan and Bu Chengzi also changed their faces. Qingshan Island not only has a large number of children, but also ordinary families. Once the formation is lost, the consequences will be unimaginable.

And when the three of them were determined to retreat, a figure emerged from the air, rushed straight to the gap of the formation, shouting loudly—

"The formation is there, the people are there, and the people are killed! Friends, let me sacrifice my life to fight—"

Wei Xuanzi, the former island owner of Guanshan Island, the head of the Wei family, and a sophisticated and sophisticated earth immortal master, actually wanted to sacrifice himself to block the gap in the formation?

In an instant, Wei He, Jiang Xuan, Wei Bai and Qiao Zhinu all stepped on the sword. Among them, Wei He had the lowest cultivation level and the loudest screams—

"This battle will lead to advance but not retreat, death but not life, kill..."

Wu Daozi, Kang Xuan and Bu Chengzi were moved secretly, and they didn't care about it, and they each activated the flying swords and acted desperately.

Just at this moment, another loud bang came.

"Kala——"

The gap that was only a few feet long suddenly collapsed a hundred feet long, and then the murderous intent hit the face, and the sky was dazzling. There was also a hunchbacked white-haired old man, four illusory beasts, and dozens of demon masters, rushed straight to the collapsed formation.

Wei Xuanzi was the first to be attacked, his expression changed slightly. But as he said, there was advancement and no retreat in this battle. If he took a step forward, he would definitely die. If he took a step back, he would be slaughtered. His hair was flying, his eyes widened, and he urged the flying sword in his hand to fight to the end!

And the influential demon clan did not take the opportunity to attack?

Wei Xuanzi was slightly stunned, and everyone behind him was also stunned...

at the same time.

On the sea surface at the northern end of Qingshan Island.

Wan Shengzi took action in succession, used his strongest magical powers, and finally tore a gap in the sealing formation. Since the formation has been broken, Qingshan Island is within reach. Everyone cheered and shouted, waiting for a large-scale killing and robbery. Unexpectedly, at this critical juncture, the formation suddenly became in chaos.

"ah--"

A scream rang out, and the flesh and blood limbs flew.

He was actually a master of the demon clan, who was split into two halves by a golden light. He was unprepared and had no way to resist, so he had already flew out of the sky. However, the attacker was gone.

"ah……"

But in an instant, another strong man fell into the air and cut it off in half. The bloody and tragic situation made people scared.

Many masters of the demon clan no longer care about attacking Qingshan Island, but instead dodged in scattered places and panicked.

Who attacked?

It is so strange, and powerful. The master of Earth Immortal cultivation cannot stop his fatal blow!

The Son of Halloween did not hide, but was stunned in the air, astonished and unbelievable as the golden light flashed again, and he raised his hand to sacrificial a sword light.

"Clang—"

The golden sword exploded, and the light rolled backwards, and then a golden sword light appeared, still circling in the air and whistling. In an instant, a golden figure appeared faintly.

"The Dragon Magpie Priest..."

The Son of Halloween recognized the golden knife and was secretly surprised.

"Hey, it's the real person!"

Perhaps he couldn't hide it, and the figure gradually became solid. He saw that he had blonde hair, but his whole body was golden, and his eyebrows and eyes were golden, but his face was not tempted, and he seemed to notice the flaw, so he hurriedly reached out to cover his chin.

"You... are not guilty!"

"Hey, old monster, lucky!"

The young man with golden colors was not Long Que at all. His young appearance was no longer familiar with him. His smirk and his murderous intent were Wujiu. No, he should be his clone.

Sure enough, the golden figure flashed slightly, and then he looked like a long gown. His black hair was flowing, his skin was fair, his magnificent, but his expression was crazy. He was holding the golden sword of the dragon magpie, and his body exuded the power of a flying immortal.

The Son of All Saint was still unbelievable and said, "You have lost your cultivation and are banned in Xinghai Sect, how could you..."

Wujiu, or Wujiu's clone, looked at the chaotic figures around him and said with a happy smile: "Yes, but Mr. I am back!"

But Wanshengzi looked gloomy and looked around and said, "Aoyama Island has nothing to do with you, don't meddle in other people's business!"

"Hey, who said it has nothing to do with me? Without Mr. I, there would be no Aoyama Island today!"

"When Baixitan asked you to escape, you dare to come to your door, hum..."

The One Son suddenly snorted coldly and raised his hand to expose a blue dragon shadow.

And he was about to kill him when the familiar figure suddenly fled.

"Stop him-"

The Son of All Saint shouted loudly.

Many demon masters were still busy, but when they saw the ancestors brave, they were immediately murderous.
To be continued...