Wang Yuan screamed loudly, his body suddenly rose into the sky, and a powerful sword energy swung down from the green sword in his hand, roaring like a blue dragon.
"You two outflank him from both sides, and I will fight him head-on!" Pupeng looked at the sword energy as thick as a dragon, his eyes filled with excitement. As an elder of the Immortal Worshiping Sect, he had very few opportunities to take action, and the above
Once the elder was used to fight, but he was not sent. However, in the end, the elder was killed outside, and even Nascent Soul did not escape.
Lu Ji and Chi Ying turned into two curved rainbows and flew up from both sides. Only Pupeng was left in the front. The scholar in white didn't seem to want to participate in this fierce battle.
"Snapped!"
A long, dim yellow whip suddenly appeared in Puppet's hand. The whip was stained with blood. As soon as it appeared, there was a fishy smell, like the sinews of a savage beast! The wild aura came out head on.
The long whip was thrown out and struck directly on the green sword energy, instantly dissipating the sword energy. Moreover, the momentum did not stop, and it went straight up, forming a circular collar at the end, which was about to trap Wang Yuan!
Wang Yuan's expression remained unchanged, but the sneer was always on his lips. The four people here are all in the early stage of Nascent Soul, so there is no problem!
Puppet made a seal in his hand, and the speed of the long whip suddenly increased. After his eyes flashed, it was wrapped around Wang Yuan's neck, who was unable to dodge!
"If you want to challenge the majesty of the Immortal Worshiping Sect with just this level of cultivation, you are seeking death!" Puppet didn't expect this person to be so vulnerable.
Suddenly, waves of sinister laughter resounded throughout the world, and Puppet's pupils shrank suddenly. The Wang Yuan he had trapped turned into black energy and dissipated. At the same time, the soul-killing flag shot out black spears, "Whoosh!"
Shooting in all directions.
Under the heavy ghosts, Wang Yuan's speed reached the extreme, so that what was caught by the puppet was just a phantom of him. Wang Yuan's figure appeared above the old woman's head in an instant, and with a pinch of the magic formula, a fierce surge surged
The force of the landslide crashed onto the old woman's head with a devastating force.
The old woman shouted loudly and wiped it from the storage bag. She saw a huge pair of scissors in her hand. When the scissors closed with a "click", the space was cut off!
The force of the landslide turned into a giant palm and was struck down, but the old woman smiled contemptuously and swung out the giant scissors. The shocking "click" sound cut the palm into two parts in an instant.
It was the first time that Wang Yuan saw a magic weapon with such a strange shape, but for a monk, the shape of the magic weapon was not worth mentioning. The power was the most important. It seemed that the old woman had achieved this.
Wang Yuan was attacked on three sides, but remained unmoved. At this moment, a fishy smell came, and Puppet's whip was approaching. Wang Yuan's eyes crossed, and he grabbed the long whip with one hand to the left, but at the same time,
The old woman's scream was also heard, "How dare you reach for Puppet's whip with your bare hands? You are just asking for death!"
Sure enough, a corrosive power appeared from the long whip. Puppet laughed and made a seal with one hand. The corrosive power of the whip continued to increase. This power not only corroded the body, but also corroded the spiritual energy all over the body, corroding everything.
"Too weak!" Wang Yuan clenched his fist, and the powerful body power of the demon clone burst out, and white light adhered to it. No corrosive power could destroy the white light.
"Come up too!" Wang Yuan laughed wildly. He missed the old woman's giant scissors once. With one hand, he pulled up the long whip. The terrifying power was transmitted to Puppet's hands. The amplitude of this power made him spit out violently.
The blood flew up involuntarily.
Suddenly, a murderous intention appeared in his heart. Another old man, Lu Ji, appeared from the side. Blood flashed on his hand, and a shuttle drilled into Wang Yuan's chest at a terrifying speed.
"Chichi!"
There was a sound of metal collision, and Lu Ji was startled. He couldn't believe what he saw. What was even more terrifying was that a counter-shock force actually fed back, and the red shuttle instantly turned into pieces and fell to the ground.
The three of them took a breath, with only horror in their eyes, "This, this, the magic weapon can't hurt his body!"
On the ground, the smile of the scholar in white disappeared, and he was shocked by it. He even straightened the jade flute he was playing with. He glanced out of the corner of his narrow eyes and suddenly remembered something, but he was a little unsure. He looked straight at it.
By Wang Yuan.
"Hey!" The old woman didn't seem to believe that this person's physical body was so powerful. Maybe the spiritual energy was instantly raised to the extreme and gathered together to increase the strength of the physical body in a short period of time. But that moment had passed, and the giant scissors
He opened a space and cut towards Wang Yuan's neck with the old woman's shock!
"Qiang Qiang!"
There was another harsh sound, and the giant scissors got stuck under Wang Yuan's neck, but not a single hair on Wang Yuan's head was broken. It was simply shocking!
Wang Yuan snorted coldly, and fiercely swept out a huge sword energy with the long sword in his hand. The trend of the three people surrounding him was instantly broken by his sword energy. The three people fell hundreds of feet away and stared at each other.
Wang Yuan.
There was bitterness on the faces of the three people. After looking at each other, Pupeng stepped forward and clasped his fists. This time, he was somewhat respectful. After all, the strong must be respected wherever they go.
"Fellow Taoist, why did you come to worship the Immortal Sect? What is the justice you say? If you don't dislike this sect, can you sit down and drink some tea to moisten your throat?"
Who is Wang Yuan? How could he really trust the words of the elders of the Worshiping Immortal Sect? The best thing is to drink tea, but the worst thing is to be surrounded by a group of elders and killed directly!
Wang Yuan's long sword swept out a sword flower, which slowly dissipated in the sky, but his voice sounded: "The reason why I came here is because of one person, and his name is Zhou Dalai!"
"Come Zhou Dalai!?"
"He's talking about Zhou Dalai!"
At this time, the scholar in white was still unsure of his guess, but after Wang Yuan's words, it was confirmed. His eyes flashed, and he laughed and said: "So you are the devil Wang Yuan, no wonder your body is so strong.
Humph! Not only did you kill Elder Cai Yan of my Immortal Worshiping Sect, but you also killed thousands of Immortal Dao people. My Immortal Worshiping Sect didn’t ask you to settle this debt, but you showed up at my door!”
The three people in Pupeng suddenly understood, and they all glared at Wang Yuan. Among them, Pupeng sneered, "So you are the devil Wang Yuan who deceived his master and destroyed his ancestors, betrayed the immortal way, and went against the grain!"
Wang Yuan's expression remained unmoved, because everything Pupeng said was true, and every word was true. He himself admitted it, but to admit it is to admit it, and revenge must be avenged!
"Zhou Dalai has left the immortal way and wants to be a mortal, but why do you want to persecute him just because he is related to me!?" Wang Yuan said with murderous intent, with a bloody glow in his eyes that he could not hold back.
"Kill, just kill. The life and death of a mortal is not worth mentioning. It seems that you, the devil, still have some conscience." Lu Ji mocked Wang Yuan, but in fact he was angry that Wang Yuan destroyed his magic weapon.
"Hahahaha." Suddenly, Wang Yuan burst into laughter, raised his head, looked at the sky, and said loudly: "The life and death of a mortal is not worth mentioning. Uncle Zhou has a spirit in heaven, and today Wang Yuan is worshiping the immortal sect.
To commemorate you with your blood, your tomb will be erected outside the mountain gate of the Immortal Worship Sect today!"
Suddenly, the sky above became even darker, and the Soul-Slaying Banner had long since stopped exhaling black energy. This black screen was no longer demonic energy.
Waves of coercion enveloped the Immortal Worshiping Sect, making the disciples with lower cultivation levels in the Immortal Worshiping Sect particularly anxious and restless.
"Buzz!" A strange voice sounded from the sky above the Immortal Worshiping Sect's mountain-protecting formation. It was a world-destroying disk, as big as the Immortal-Worshipping Sect's mountain-protecting formation. At this time, it was this plate that enveloped the Immortal Worshiping Sect once again.
in the darkness.
The three people in the puppet tent and the scholar in white were startled and looked at the big plate. Unspeakable weirdness was constantly flowing on the plate.
Wang Yuan's body floated down on the Soul Broken Disk. At this moment, all he saw was coldness. For his Uncle Zhou, he wanted to slaughter the entire Immortal Worshiping Sect!
"The mountain-protecting formation is too weak!" Wang Yuan's voice sounded like it was coming from the Nine Netherworld, ringing deeply in the ears of the disciples of the Immortal Worshiping Sect. When this coercion appeared, all the elders of the Immortal Worshiping Sect appeared together.
, the elders who appeared this time were much stronger in cultivation than the three people, there was an old monster from the middle stage of Yuanying and two from the early stage of Yuanying!
"Protect the disciples! Damn it, who dares to make trouble in the Immortal Worship Sect!" The gray old man in the middle stage of Nascent Soul had a stern look on his face. He pointed at the huge plate in the sky, and a thin beam of light shot out from his fingers.
It seemed like an ordinary finger, but the moment it touched the soul-breaking disk, a loud noise was heard, and "rumbling" rolled across the earth and sky. Some of the jade buildings in the Immortal Worship Sect collapsed due to the sound.
, but the old man's expression remained unchanged, and he flew up and collided with the Soul-Severing Plate head-on!
"Boom!"
Terrifying explosions sounded from time to time, and the falling trend of the soul-breaking disk slowed down, shaking slightly. Standing on the soul-breaking disk, Wang Yuan fiercely erupted with fierce solar energy, like a flaming god coming to the world. At the same time, several
The Taoist figure landed on the soul-breaking disk and surrounded Wang Yuan. He was the elder master of the Immortal Worship Sect.
Led by the elder who was in the middle stage of Nascent Soul, the other elders began to form a formation. Their positions were strange, and they vaguely blocked all Wang Yuan's escape routes. There was an old monster in the middle stage of Nascent Soul in front of him, and his escape route was also blocked. It can be said that Wang Yuan's escape route was blocked.
If you don't fight out without tyranny, you will die here.
The scholar in white walked leisurely and appeared with the jade flute on his back. He smiled coldly, "You are so capable that you actually asked me to send all the elders out. Even if you die, it will be glorious and you will be infamy for thousands of years. Haha."
Ha ha!"
Suddenly, two rays of blood burst out from the endless flames, approaching the scholar in an instant. And this scholar was not just a random person, his cultivation was in the early stage of Nascent Soul. Regardless of the movements in his hands, the jade flute stood up.
In front of him, a misty white light emitted, covering him.
However, when the Eye of Reverse Tribulation came out, it did not kill the enemy head-on, but attacked with thoughts of transformation, which could not be resisted!
The red light hit the white light shield, but it rushed in without stopping. It instantly penetrated into the scholar's eyebrows and launched a Taoist attack. At the same time, Wang Yuan's body moved, so that the old monster in the middle stage of Nascent Soul was moved.
Speed appeared in front of the scholar and struck it with a palm. This palm was extremely powerful and could kill any unprepared early Yuanying monk!
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