The three of them held tokens, and many disciples of the Huanxu Sect looked respectful along the way. Among these casual cultivators, there were also mid-stage cultivators in Wen Tianbao, who were originally arrogant, but when they saw this situation, they couldn't help but lower their heads. This token obviously had great power in the Huanxu Sect. Whoever dared to disobey was equivalent to challenging the Huanxu Sect.

Soon, a few people left Tianmi Mountain. As soon as they left Tianmi Mountain, they lifted the shackles of the forbidden sky. The three of them set up a Lingyun Array Flag, and everyone stood on the Lingyun and quickly headed northeast, where the Huanxu Sect was located.

After only half a quarter of an hour of traveling, Lingyun suddenly turned and flew towards a low depression to the west. Wen Tianbao and other casual cultivators felt strange. When they looked closely, they found that there was almost a desolate area except for a pool of stagnant water hundreds of feet in a radius.

Lingyun landed, and everyone stood in front of the stagnant water pool. Just as they were about to ask questions, they suddenly saw the silent pool suddenly overturning the rivers and seas, rushing black water tornados several meters in size, splashing in the air, and a gate of more than ten feet appeared between them. This gate was composed of black liquid, with a pitch-black light flashing on it, which was strange and unpredictable.

Wen Tianbao was not good at knowing it, so he wanted to control the magic weapon and retreat suddenly. Among the casual cultivators, a mid-stage foundation-building cultivator, his eyes flashed first and shouted: "No! They should not be disciples of the Huanxu Sect, but demon cultivators!"

"It's late! Take it down!" The three disciples of the Huanxu Sect who had the immortal spirit in front of him suddenly turned cold, and a gust of cold wind blew up from their robes. When they closed their hands, three strange skulls appeared and rushed towards the several casual cultivators in front of them.

The mid-stage cultivator of the foundation building immediately opened the storage bag, and a hook-shaped magic weapon rotated out. After he pinched his finger, the magic weapon was divided into two shadow lights, and at the same time a ball of flame spread out on the magic weapon. With a stroke in the air, three skulls howled, and the green light extinguished a few points. The flames on the magic weapon burned again, and the three skulls were burned into three black dregs in a blink of an eye. After a moment when the monk blocked, Wen Tianbao and two fast-reacting cultivators had already mastered the magic weapon and rose into the air.

At the same time, there was a squirm in the black water gate, and a flash of light came out. Five black-robed monks walked out of it. Almost all of them were foundation-building monks. The monk led by him had a restrained cultivation and was even more unfathomable.

Wen Tianbao bought the "Xingkong Shuo" specially for a large amount of spirit stones. His speed was almost astonishingly faster, far exceeding these monks, but his consumption was also astonishingly great. Before the instrument patterns and array patterns were activated, the spiritual power in the dantian had rapidly decreased at a speed visible to the naked eye. At this time, he quickly swallowed a few "Yin Ling Pills". The "Yin Ling Pills" is a good medicine for restoring spiritual power in the foundation-building stage. As soon as he swallowed it, the medicinal power was transformed and immediately turned into spiritual power.

The monks in black robe all stared at each other, and several dark magic weapons were killed. The monks in the middle stage of foundation building and the other casual cultivators hurriedly activated the magic weapons to fight and escape. But the monks in the opposite direction suddenly raised a dark black horn and started playing it. A breathtaking power rushed towards the hearts of the monks.

Wen Tianbao stared at the horn, feeling Baoyu beating again in his mind. The cold power penetrated into his heart, which made Wen Tianbao tremble all over. However, he had received the baptism of Baoyu and the strange stone, and his soul was clear and he could not invade almost any thoughts. The other monks were immediately confused when the horn was blowing the horn, and could not control themselves. A monk in the early stage of foundation building even began to become frantic, sometimes laughing, sometimes crying, and sometimes furious, and his emotions were completely out of control.

"What is this!" The mid-stage monks in the foundation-building stage all changed their faces and their faces trembled.

"Haha, this is called the 'Demon Sound Horn'. As long as you are a human, you will have many emotional thoughts. No matter what kind of cultivation level, you cannot resist it. It will infinitely amplify your inner demons!" The monk in the black robe sneered.

"'Magic Sound Horn'?" Wen Tianbao was shocked. The horn was obviously made of the stone that day. At this moment, it was less than hundreds of feet away, and suddenly a dark light shield rose in front of him.

"Damn it!" Wen Tianbao hurriedly controlled the "Sky Sword". With the spiritual power, the sword breeds lightning and breaks towards the light shield in front of him. Unexpectedly, the light shield is extremely strong. Under the continuous bombardment, waves of ripples fluctuate.

"No need to escape! I think you should be the one whom the master pointed out to be arrested!" Two black-robed monks had already killed them, one on the left and one on the right. The magic weapons they controlled were flying swords carved with skeleton textures, high-level magic weapons, with evil spirits, and bloody smells on them. If they have low cultivation and poor mentality, they will probably have a great decline in combat power under the influence.

"What master?!" Wen Tianbao felt that the situation was serious.

"Splitting Sword!" Wen Tianbao's feet kept moving, moving rapidly in mid-air. At the same time, he activated the "Splitting Sword" to sweep towards the two of them. A magic weapon of the two was also intertwined with the "Splitting Sword", and the lightning floated.

"It's actually a high-level magic weapon with both instrument patterns and array patterns. Good boy, with a lot of capital! But I see your breath disorder, which is obviously a sign of difficulty in manipulation. I think how long can you resist?" Both monks in black robe were striking, and the black light of their magic weapon flying sword flashed, and there were gaps on them.

Wen Tianbao wandered around on his feet, and with the high-level magic weapon that he controlled the man's bottom, his spiritual power was consumed very quickly, and even if he kept swallowing the pills, it could not be compensated! This was not when the Danding Sect finally escaped, he simply used magic weapons to fight head-on, and did not use magic weapons, and his power was insufficient. Moreover, the two black-robed monks in front of him had the mid-stage foundation-building cultivation. Not to mention the deep spiritual power, he was also high-level magic weapon under his hands. There were only array patterns on it, but no weapon patterns, and the material was much inferior.

"Qi!" Wen Tianbao gritted his teeth, suddenly pinched his fingers, and activated the weapon pattern of the "Slashing Sword", which doubled the speed and directly killed one of the black-robed monks. At the same time, he urged the "Yuan Ling Shield" with all his strength. Another black-robed monk's flying sword slashed and directly opened on the "Yuan Ling Shield". The water and fire pattern on the "Yuan Ling Shield" flashed. Not only was it not broken, the flying sword was damaged.

The black robe cultivator before was forced by the "Splitting Sword", the black robe on his body actually swelled, and a dark spiritual light appeared on the black robe. This was actually a very good magic weapon!

"Slash!" The Slashing Sword directly stabbed the spiritual power light, and the man in black robe also supported his full strength. The spiritual power light suddenly flashed, barely maintaining for a while, but was broken. But the man in black robe was not panicked. He bounced his fingers and a sharp black object flew out and collided with the Slashing Sword. With the material and sharpness of the Slashing Sword, the black gas directly penetrated into the treasure jade in Wen Tianbao's sea of ​​consciousness. The crack of the treasure jade was repaired again.

"It's that thing again! How did they refine this stone into a magic weapon? No, this is no longer a magic weapon, it's a brand new weapon." Wen Tianbao's eyes flashed, and he sensed again that the sharp black object was made of the stone again, which was extremely hard. Not to mention high-level magic weapons, with this hardness, I'm afraid that magic weapons are not as good as this stone. The harder the things, the harder the harder it is to melt, but they have been made into manipulators such as magic weapons. How could this not surprise Wen Tianbao?

"You are not affected!" The black-robed monk was shocked when he saw that Wen Tianbao had no reaction. He quickly wanted to take back the sharp black object, but saw Wen Tianbao rushing forward, blocking the sharp air sword, and grabbing the sharp black object with one hand. In a blink of an eye, Baoyu vibrated and absorbed all the black gas, and the black melted, turning into a transparent color.

"You!" The man in black robe drove the flying sword and retreated repeatedly, but Wen Tianbao did not give him a chance to resist. Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, a "spirit-binding rope" flew out and immediately tied the man in black robe. The formation pattern was stimulated, and the blazing flames burned. The man in black robe screamed and finally died.

"Bang!" Another black-robed monk rushed over. The "Yuan Ling Shield" around Wen Tianbao blocked a flying sword, and then another black skull spread his teeth and claws. Wen Tianbao moved his fingers, "Sword Condensation Technique!" condensed a magic sword, directly destroying the black skull.

After all the experiments, Wen Tianbao felt that his spiritual power was consumed severely. Even though his dantian had strong spiritual power, his whole face turned pale.

"Bundle!" Wen Tianbao pointed and the "Spirit Bundle Screw" flew out again. The black-robed monk learned the lesson of the black robe. When he saw the rope tied up, he first dodged away, then the black robe moved and flew out of his body, and instead covered the "Spirit Bundle Screw". The "Spirit Bundle Screw" kept rushing in it, but the black robe was obviously also a high-level magic weapon with extraordinary material. It didn't break away after several collisions. The monk pinched the fingers and tightened the black robe, and he wanted to completely seal Wen Tianbao's "Spirit Bundle Screw". At this moment, Wen Tianbao's spiritual power was declining, so how could he resist it?

At this moment, his spiritual consciousness moved and turned into a sword light to stab the monk. The monk immediately sensed the spiritual consciousness into a sword. He quickly activated his spiritual consciousness to resist. He heard a muffled groan, but was still injured. Taking advantage of this moment, Wen Tianbao slapped the storage bag, and more than ten array talismans flew out, and various lights flashed and bombarded. The bang bang explosion sounded, and the monk was immediately destroyed into ashes.

A black robe and a bundle of spiritual ropes fell down. Wen Tianbao rolled one of them into a storage bag and immediately swallowed several pills to maintain it.

The battle in the distance seemed to be more direct than Wen Tianbao's side. Two monks seemed to be unwilling to be in pain and directly exploded. Even the monks in black robe were caught off guard and were affected and rushed away.

The mid-stage loose cultivator in the foundation building stage was obviously very powerful. Under the suppression of the demon sounds, he could still use his full strength, and his methods emerged one after another. He competed with the other two monks with the three monks wearing Huanxu Gate costumes and the other two black-robed monks. The black-robed monk in the head seemed to be willing to see all this, and he did not take action. The more he blew the horn, the more his expression changed, the black air in the horn seemed to be surging.

At this moment, his eyes narrowed and he looked at Wen Tianbao not far away. Just as he had just dozens of breaths, Wen Tianbao actually killed two men in black robe. The sound of his horn moved, gathering a strange line of voice, directly breaking through hundreds of feet away, and piercing into Wen Tianbao's sea of ​​consciousness. The precious jade in Wen Tianbao's sea of ​​consciousness fluctuated again, and the sound was sucked into it. At the same time, the horn trembled suddenly, as if he felt something, and the surging black air that emerged inside became chaotic and ran around.

"Huh?" The man in the black robe moved his body, and without any magic weapon, black smoke naturally rose from the soles of his feet, like a demon shadow, rushed to Wen Tianbao in a few breaths. The man in the black robe was a middle-aged man with no expression on his face, but Wen Tianbao felt the strange fluctuations emitted from him. This fluctuation was an emotional fluctuation, a cold-blooded killing.

When Wen Tianbao was less than a few feet away, his figure suddenly paused, and the horn under his hands was about to leave. The black air kept rolling on his body, and an incredible look appeared on his face.

At this time, Wen Tianbao was solemn, and Baoyu in his sea of ​​consciousness was ready to move. If Wen Tianbao's spiritual consciousness had not been suppressed continuously, Baoyu would have spewed out white gas again and swallowed the black gas.

"What's there in you?" The monk in black robe was frightened and angry, as if the soles of his feet had roots, and his black air was out of control and could not move.

"I understand. What you are practicing is a kind of demonic way, which should be some kind of devilish way in the rumors." Wen Tianbao suddenly felt his mind and said slowly: "The horn in your hands has the function of affecting the spiritual will of human nature, which is similar to your devilish way. And you must have absorbed the black energy here, so you can control it so perfectly."

"It seems you know a lot, and you have a mysterious treasure that restrains us. I'm afraid you are the one the master is looking for!" The black-robed monk tried his best to suppress it, but facing Wen Tianbao, just like facing a mountain, a mysterious fluctuation emitted from Wen Tianbao for some reason almost completely restrained his cultivation.

"Who is your master?!" Wen Tianbao's eyes flashed, and he had some vague thoughts in his heart, but he was still not sure.

"It doesn't matter who our master is, but you must know that even if you can escape our arrest, others will not let you go. Now the Tianyi Sword Sect has secretly sent people to work on it, and we just slapped it faster than them. Haha, the matter of your treasure, let's further reveal the edict to the world that it will be futile if you escape wherever you escape! It's better to surrender to my devil's way. As long as you hand over the treasure, you can ensure that you will be prosperous in this Central Plains continent and become a overlord!" The black-robed monk laughed tremblingly. He felt that the fluctuations on Wen Tianbao's body became increasingly strong, almost swallowing him up.

Wen Tianbao snorted coldly and said, "It's ridiculous! Do you think I'm so easy to control? Even if the people in the world want to kill me and deprive me of my treasure, so what?! The Tianyi Sword Sect destroyed my family that day, and later the internal and external struggles against the Danding Sect, I have long seen it thoroughly. There are struggles in the world of people! I survived in the cracks, not only to avenge my revenge, but also to let those greedy and meaningless deprivers remember and accept blood judgment!"

Wen Tianbao's words and his aura and Baoyu fluctuated, were like a shocking wave that was thrilling in his ears, and the momentum was imposing and shaking the earth. The black-robed monk turned blue and screamed, and spit out a mouthful of blood. He trembled all over his body, and only a few "dong dong..." sounded, dozens of bloody holes were opened in his body, and countless black air was emitted, flying directly into Wen Tianbao's eyebrows.
Chapter completed!