If the thick smoke and poisonous fog just now only surprised everyone, then the firelight in the sky now makes these martial arts elites panic. The poisonous fog can swallow pills to resist, but the mountain fire in the sky will kill people.
In an instant, the mountains where only the moonlight was shining, fire suddenly surged into the sky, mixed with countless rumblings and screams of pain.
Whoosh!
The poisonous fog mountain fire was just the prelude. Countless sharp arrows suddenly penetrated the night sky and flew all over the sky from the cliffs of the mountain. Suddenly, the countless sharp arrows brought out sounds of tearing into the flesh, and the sound of pain and wailing also replaced the rumbling sound, resounding throughout the mountains.
Just as the elders of all families worked together to destroy the mechanisms on the cliff, a package-like black object suddenly flew out of the small hole at the height. As soon as this object came out, everyone no longer cared about the sharp arrows and rushed towards the black object.
boom!
Everyone felt dizzy and their feet were shaking violently.
"Run down the mountain!" Old Tu, who was chasing the black object, turned around and saw that the huge mountain peak had collapsed, and countless huge rocks were rolling down. He quickly reminded him loudly.
Tu Lao frowned, and he was cruel and stepped on Tang Haiyin's shoulders who was running at high speed. Then he flew back with the force. The long stick in his hand waved several rays of light, sweeping towards the huge rock falling from the mountain.
Rumble!
Suddenly, countless huge rocks shattered.
Rumble!
Several more rays of light swept over, and the boulders shattered again.
Then, Old Tu shook his head helplessly and sighed, turned around and flew away again, chasing the black object that was flying away quickly.
"Does go!"
Old Tu's aura surged, and he roared, stepped on the top of the tree and jumped high into the air, and instantly surpassed several people, including Du Zhihuo and Wang Qi who followed Sun Bahong.
Whoosh!
Seeing that the black object was about to fall into the lake, Old Tu suddenly shot out a long stick in his hand, quickly catching up with the black object, trying to take it to the woods by the lake.
boom!
Surprisingly, the long stick hit the black object, and a louder and more deafening explosion came, and a huge wave of air followed, not only forcing the lake water in the middle of the lake into a bowl-shaped pit, but also causing Tang Haiyin and others to fly backwards.
puff!
In addition to Mr. Tu, all the elders of each family covered their chests and spit out a mouthful of blood. Mr. Tu waved his palms in time to deal with it, but did not hurt the internal organs.
"Ahem!"
Tang Haiyin covered his chest and coughed violently twice, but glared at Mr. Tu and shouted: "Mr. Tu! Why did you break the map!"
Tu Lao Piaoran fell down, his face heavy, and said lightly: "It's not me who smashed it, but the thing exploded by itself."
"ah!"
The other elders next to them were all shocked. Things that could hurt the masters of the Shendao realm ten feet away must be nothing!
"What is it so powerful!" Sun Bahong stood still, looking ahead in disbelief, feeling lingering fear.
The main peak of Liangji Mountain collapsed, and the small hole illuminated by the huge rocks disappeared without a trace. The only black package that flew out of the cave also exploded into pieces and scattered on the lake.
Hundreds of ASEAN families dispatched hundreds of people, but they didn't get anything, and they even lost more than 200 lives. The thick smoke and poisonous fog were just a trick. The countless sharp arrows and mountain fires that followed were the deadly weapons. In the end, the mountain exploded and collapsed from the inside, which made many people unable to run away. If Mr. Tu hadn turned around and helped him save him, more people would have died.
All of this only took half an hour.
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Speaking of which, Du Xuan was naturally in the distant Kongtong Mountains. He was sitting quietly on a tall tree trunk, standing guard. Under the tree, Xie Ming and the other two were already sleeping soundly with their clothes, and the whole forest was quiet and silent.
However, on the far side of the mountain, there was a figure standing. The figure was integrated with the surrounding trees and could not be seen clearly in the night.
"I finally found you boy." The figure looked at Du Xuan in the distance and murmured suddenly.
Then, the figure flashed quickly, and from a distance, it looked like a bright spot leaping in the mountains.
Du Xuan suddenly frowned slightly, looking at the high-speed moving highlight in the distance. He knew that it was not a bird in the air, nor a meteor, but a demon cultivator stepping on magic weapons!
The highlights were getting closer and closer, and Du Xuan had already held the Flaming White Tiger Battle in his hand. He glanced at Xie Ming and the other two who were sleeping below, but Du Xuan still woke him up without saying a word.
A mere demon cultivator, even if he is a great demon weapon in the air, Du Xuan is not afraid at all. In the demon fight, even the old men in the Demon Valley, Du Xuan dares to fight with him now.
However, immediately afterwards, Du Xuan was shocked.
Because the highlight was within fifty feet, the outline of the figure was vaguely visible, but Du Xuan could not feel the breath of this person at all, and his cultivation level was as good as his cultivation level! If he had not clearly seen the figure getting closer and closer, he would never have felt someone approaching.
There are only two possible situations. One is that this person has no spiritual energy in his meridians, so Du Xuan cannot sense it. But why can he use the magic weapon for air control? Secondly, this person's cultivation is far superior to Du Xuan.
Du Xuan had already stood up and looked ahead coldly. Slowly, just as Du Xuan was thinking of waking up the three people under the tree, the figure of the visitor made his pupils shrink suddenly.
After looking closer, this person turned out to be the old thief Zeng!
Mr. Zeng smiled and looked at Du Xuan in surprise. He threw out a small thing and fell to the ground, saying, "Let them sleep for a while."
Hearing this, Du Xuan took back the idea of stopping the little thing.
However, when Mr. Zeng just threw the little thing down, his brows frowned slightly, and a gleam flashed in his eyes. However, it soon dissipated into nothing and returned to normal.
"Let's go and talk to me there." Mr. Zeng shook his head, and without waiting for Du Xuan to answer, he floated straight to the open space away.
At this time, Du Xuan's heart was already overturned, and Zeng was far more powerful than he had imagined. Just the inexploratory aura in Mr. Zeng's body made Du Xuan difficult to understand.
After a moment, Du Xuan followed Zeng Lao Lou on an open ground. A stream flowed by next to it, and the sound of flowing water was the only sound of this quiet forest.
"Not bad! In just a few years, I have actually stepped into the threshold of a demon master. I really did not see the wrong person." Mr. Zeng looked at Du Xuan with satisfaction, stroked his beard and smiled.
Du Xuan was too lazy to pay attention to Zeng Laozhe and asked coldly: "Why can't I feel your breath? What kind of cultivation is yours?"
Mr. Zeng was slightly stunned, not caring about Du Xuan's rudeness, and smiled and said, "It's true that you are keen! I said why you keep frowning? It turns out that you are thinking about this."
After saying that, Mr. Zeng pointed to the belt outside the black Taoist robe, and then waved it gently with one hand. Du Xuan immediately felt the demonic energy and faint magic consciousness in Mr. Zeng's body.
"This is undoubtedly the cultivation level of a great devil Taoist master." Du Xuan carefully recalled the cultivation level taught by the master at that time, compared it carefully, and said confidently in his heart.
Then, Du Xuan asked, "What kind of magic weapon is your belt? Why can you hide your breath?"
"There are many ferocious beasts that can hide their breath, mostly snakes and turtles. My belt can completely hide its breath." Zeng Lao explained, and then said, "It's a pity that I can't give you this little thing, and I only have this one on my body now."
Du Xuan didn't care about this belt. Now that he figured out the reason why Mr. Zeng was hiding his breath, a strong murderous intent arose in his heart.
It was Mr. Zeng at the beginning, which caused him to go from a superior martial artist to a current demon practitioner. This hatred is comparable to taking his life. If Du Xuan is still a martial artist now, he must be the best in the Dharma Realm cultivation. Now, even if he is so diligent and hardworking, he can only say that he is not afraid of martial artists who are not afraid of Dharma Realm cultivation, but he dare not say that he can defeat the other party when facing head-on battles.
"You want to kill me?" Mr. Zeng narrowed his eyes and smiled.
"Are you here to give me a head?" Du Xuan asked without hesitation.
"Haha." Boss Zeng laughed twice, shook his head, "It's a pity that you are not a demon saint yet."
"Hmph! Then I'll get it myself!" Du Xuan shouted loudly, and then the flame white tiger battle and the colorful sandalwood stick appeared at the same time.
"Okay, let's play with you."
Whoosh!
As soon as he finished speaking, Du Xuan used the strongest killer move without reservation. The ** escape enveloped Mr. Zeng, and the demons danced wildly and descended in the fog array. The Breaking Fengyu Drunken Fire Whip followed closely and rushed into the array together.
Suddenly, there was a flash of fire in the fog array, and the harsh sound of breaking through the air lingering among the mountains. Fire dragons rushed into the fog array, and a branch of wind-breaking feathers roared into the fog array.
Countless magics were constantly striking towards Mr. Zeng, and the second level of the space art had already been exerted to the extreme. This was Du Xuan's strongest strength, without any reservation.
Killing Mr. Zeng is avenged a great revenge!
However, Du Xuan was not careless because he knew clearly that the drunken fire whip in the fog array did not entangle Mr. Zeng at all, but instead reduced his power.
This is the first time to fight with a demon cultivator with a magic master's cultivation level. Du Xuan must be careful at all times and use the Holy Color Demon Shield at any time to prevent Mr. Zeng from using magic tricks to sneak attacks.
Bang bang!
The sound of collisions kept ringing in the fog array, and Du Xuan knew clearly that the windbreaker had been smashed one after another. However, Du Xuan had long expected that Zeng Lao would not be defeated so easily, so there was no interruption in magic tricks. The Drunken Fire Whip was smashed, so he immediately added another one to enter the array.
After the fog array gradually dissipated, Du Xuan was already a little tired and panting. The drunk fire whip could not entangle Zeng Lao, and Po Fengyu also shattered the nothingness one after another. I think that Zeng Lao was not defeated either.
“Haha, not bad.”
The fog array dissipated, revealing Mr. Zeng's true face. He saw three layers of golden light shields covering it. Du Xuan knew that the three layers of golden light shields were the third magic move of the Flame White Tiger Battle, the Golden Turtle Red Python Formation. And what Mr. Zeng was holding in his hand was naturally the Flame White Tiger Battle.
"I'm a little tired of dealing with it, it's really good." Zeng Lao dispersed the golden beetle red python formation and waved his hand and smiled, "But I didn't fight back."
Judging from this situation, Du Xuan knew that he could not take over Mr. Zeng at all. However, with the golden light of the golden beetle red python formation just now, he looked closely and saw that there seemed to be a broken Taoist robe on Mr. Zeng's calf.