As the dark-yellow spiritual light surged, he suddenly grasped his right hand. The natal Taoist Haotian Seal was already in his hand, and he smashed it against the flying Spring and Autumn Pen.
A crisp sound shook the eardrums, and the Spring and Autumn Brush was knocked into the sky by the Haotian Seal.
"Three Taoist tools!"
Meng Weiting's eyes bulged, and even before he had time to show an incredible expression on his face, he heard Yang Shengdao sneer: "In order to prevent you and me from damaging the starship in a battle, I had to bring you here."
If Yang Shengdao was no match for Meng Weiting in his heyday, Huang Ting, who was seriously injured, would dare to show off in front of him.
Only then did Meng Weiting notice that in the previous encounters between the two sides, Yang Shengdao was defeated every time. By this time, the two of them had already exited the valley where Xingzhou was located.
Yang Shengdao had actually been showing weakness to the enemy before, but the reason was that he did not want the star boat to be damaged due to the battle with Meng Weiting. He actually regarded the star boat as his own!
However, this time Meng Weiting, a great scholar in Huangting, no longer felt the humiliation of being ignored and looked down upon. Yang Shengdao's blow just now clearly told him that the other party was really hiding his clumsiness!
Although Meng Weiting was shocked and did not dare to underestimate the other party any more, it did not mean that he had lost confidence.
After all, he was one step ahead of his opponent in terms of cultivation. Even though he was injured at this time, he could still rely on the power of the Tao Formation. What's more, he had help behind him, so he still had a significant advantage.
Meng Weiting stretched out his hand and grabbed it in the air, but the Chunqiu pen that was knocked away directly cut the space into pieces in the mid-air. However, these broken spaces fragmented into a huge font "Zhen" in mid-air.
"!
Holding Meng Weiting's Confucian Dao Yuan, and relying on the space power of the Yi Yuan Yin Jue Dao Formation, this huge word "Zhen" condensed with the power of the void fell towards the top of Yang Shengdao's head.
"ha!"
Looking at the power of void gradually gathering above his head and around his body, Yang Shengdao looked up to the sky and let out a short chuckle. He immediately raised the Haotian Seal, stirred up the wind and clouds in the sky, and hit the word "Zhen" in mid-air from the bottom up.
go.
"Shake the sky, break it!"
Like the crisp sound of glass shattering, the power of the void that filled the sky was suddenly thrown into chaos by the strike of the Sky-breaking Mace.
The space storm set off directly overturned the two mounds outside the valley, and the Spring and Autumn Brush whirled in mid-air and fell into Meng Weiting's hand.
But his face turned red, and he opened his mouth and spat out another mouthful of blood. It turned out that the barrel of the Spring and Autumn Pen had cracked under two consecutive blows from the Heaven-breaking Mace.
Meng Weiting didn't hesitate any longer and turned around to escape.
However, with Yang Shengdao's careful layout, how could he be allowed to leave easily!
The moment Meng Weiting turned around, he suddenly found that everything around him was dyed with a faint layer of green and gold brilliance. When he looked up, he didn't know when the Haotian Tower was hanging high in the air, with brilliance falling.
Covers the surrounding area.
Meng Weiting originally wanted to use the power of the Taoist formation to leave here through space, but he found that the surrounding space had become extremely unstable due to the influence of the divine light of Liangyi Yuanci.
However, as a great scholar in Huangting, Meng Weiting also has abundant means of adaptability.
Seeing that he could not rely on the power of the Tao Formation, Meng Weiting's face showed a hint of pain, but he still flicked the damaged Spring and Autumn Pen hard without hesitation.
A thick ball of black ink dripped from the tip of the pen, as if it were dripping into a clear spring. In an instant, the surrounding space that was originally rendered by the divine light of Liangyi Yuanci was dyed into a dark mass.
Yang Shengdao's face changed slightly. After being rendered by this drop of ink, his Liangyi Yuanci divine light power was actually broken!
As expected, each of these Huang Ting monks has their own tricks.
Yang Shengdao gathered his hands in front of his abdomen, and suddenly there was a ray of crimson rays of light traveling between his palms, and then haze of other colors gathered, and a moment later a thick purple energy condensed in his palms.
As Yang Shengdao pushed forward a ball of purple energy in his palm with a solemn expression, a cloud of purple cloud rushed into the ink mist, instantly opening a channel of purple energy and breaking through the dark space.
Meng Weiting's exclamation came from the gradually dissipating ink mist. The purple energy that spread out in an instant may have greatly reduced the power of the supernatural power, but it also made Huang Ting's scholar unavoidable.
Magical powers are inherently terrifying.
"Got you!"
Yang Shengdao said in a cold voice: "Heaven's punishment, fall!"
The Haotian Seal descended in response, and its height of only a few dozen feet was able to create the momentum of a meteor hitting the ground, creating twisted and hot tail flames in mid-air.
Meng Weiting saw that there was no way to avoid it, but he reached out again and took out an inkstone from his sleeves, swung it into the air, and hit the Haotian Seal falling from the sky.
Like thunder on a dry day, with a huge roar, the ink stone magic weapon was smashed into pieces by the Haotian Seal, flying in all directions.
Several hills in the distance were immediately pierced by the fragments of the inkstone magic weapon, and the tiny fragments were shot into Meng Weiting's back and flew out from his front abdomen. The blood instantly dyed his clothes red.
Meng Weiting screamed, and he didn't know whether it was because of the severe pain of his body being penetrated, or because the destruction of the magic weapon caused the injury again, but he opened his mouth and spurted out another mouthful of blood.
However, this time Meng Weiting seemed to be doing this deliberately. He held the spring and autumn pen with a cracked barrel in his hand, dipped it in the blood mist sprayed from his mouth, and drew heavily in front of him.
The void that was originally imprisoned by Yang Shengdao once again opened a portal, and Huang Ting Da Ru almost rolled and crawled into the portal.
But they saw a golden seal like a small mountain falling from the sky, and Meng Weiting, who was eager to escape, bumped into it.
A shrill scream came out, and it stopped suddenly as the Haotian Tower fell upside down.
"It's true that a hero comes from a young age. If Shan'er hadn't come to his rescue in time, I would have let this person escape!"
"Xiao Zu is too praised!"
Yang Junshan still wanted to say something modest, but Yang Shengdao waved his hand to stop him: "Although we are making good progress, we are outside the territory, so we still must not be careless."
The grandfather and grandson came to the valley with the escape light, only to find that the valley was completely empty.
Needless to say, this must have been intercepted by the ancestor!
At the same time, a thousand-foot-long purple jade ruler was seen coming from the horizon following a mysterious trajectory, and the light curtain of the Tao formation on Ziyun Peak that was originally flowing with spiritual light was cut across like tofu.
For a time, the monks both inside and outside the domain were stunned by this shocking move. Could it be that some immortal took action!
As the billowing energy dissipated, a loud shout spread throughout Ziyun Peak: "If you haven't broken through yet, how long will it take!"