There are more than thousands of monks, most of whom are in the early and middle stages of Dongxu. Even if there are more, they will not pose a big threat to Wang Yuan. Instead, they will become more and more courageous as they fight, only increasing the number of dead souls in Wang Yuan's hands. And these monks
After being killed by Wang Yuan, he could not enter reincarnation.
Those monks in the later stage of Dongxu are basically celebrities from various sects and families. They have not taken action yet and are watching indifferently, obviously waiting for the opportunity to reap the benefits.
There are also stronger Dongxu Dzogchen monks hiding in the dark. If they don't move, they will take Wang Yuan's life. This is also the force that Wang Yuan dare not underestimate.
The magic weapons and spells of the organized monks in front of them have fallen. There are many kinds and complex types, and they burst into brilliant rainbows. At this moment, the entire void has changed its color.
"Ha ha ha ha."
Wang Yuan laughed heartily, and his body turned into an afterimage. With one finger, the strange power contained in the soul-breaking disk burst out. First, there was the thunder and fire under the catastrophe, and a large fire cloud instantly covered a hundred feet away.
The monks wrapped it up, including those magic weapons and spells.
Squeezing it with bare hands, as if squeezing an ant to death, the thunder fire exploded suddenly, and the monk inside was swallowed up with a roar.
This was just the beginning. The thunder and fire emitted by the soul-breaking disk broke off and immediately began to spin. The sound was loud, the tsunami was ferocious, and the sound was so loud that it seemed like river water pouring down from the nine heavens, all hitting this group of monks.
Wow!
Bang!
The space rolled by the thunder and fire left destructive traces, and the place where the giant lang was slapped left water stains.
The fusion of water and fire!
Li Huo Liao Tian!
Ground water breaks the army!
After killing hundreds of monks in one fell swoop, Wang Yuan glanced at the shocked monks and disciples with an unchanging expression. The next moment, a golden pillar suddenly flew out from Wang Yuan's back, with a golden light and a shocking sound.
The aura was masked by Wang Yuan, so it was still possible to deceive those old monsters in a short period of time.
In front of the main hall, some old monsters were already trembling. The death of one or two disciples was nothing, but the death of dozens or even dozens of them, such a huge loss has shaken some of the foundations.
These old monsters looked at each other, and they all saw each other's thoughts, and wanted to kill Wang Yuan, but they did not do so, because the people in charge said that they were not allowed to leave this area, and this was the rule.
Therefore, they could only grit their teeth with secret hatred and remember this junior.
On this side, the Dayan Divine Pillar roared into the midst of the monks, fighting against the heroes and disciples of various sects and families.
Clang!
The Dayan Divine Pillar swept across the area and immediately beat a group of retreating monks to a bloody pulp. Their bodies exploded, but their souls escaped.
But Wang Yuan also had a special way to deal with Yuanshen. With a wave of his hand, falling rain meteors broke through the space and fell from the sky. The bolide meteors contained drunken rain, which was the clan-suppressing spell of the Ghost Dao "Yu Family".
As soon as this spell was released, the monks whose bodies collapsed and their souls fled, stopped in the air for an instant, their expressions immediately became sluggish, and the next moment they were beaten into pieces by sticks.
A big golden stick looked like a thing holding up the sky. The shadow of the stick filled the sky, and the screams were endless. The golden and auspicious aura of the most powerful Yang killed these unorganized monks and turned them into headless flies.
The "Yu Family" spell appeared in the hands of an outsider, and this outsider was actually the public enemy of all outstanding disciples. First of all, the old monsters in front of the main hall became unsteady, and their spiritual consciousness began to fluctuate.
Suddenly a sneer sounded: "An Tianlu, when can your 'Yu Family's' spells be passed on to others?"
An Tianlu, an elder of the Yu family, was one of the elders who opposed Yu Fusheng, the acting patriarch of the Yu family. He was also the one who sent the three elders to hunt down Wang Yuan. Later, the three elders were killed and stronger monks from the clan were sent. However,
But the traces of Wang Yuan were lost.
The old monster who spoke was a man of immortality, and he liked to be sarcastic. This time he seized this opportunity and started to laugh at the Yu family.
An Tianlu frowned. He didn't know about this matter, but he was guessing that Yu Fusheng and Yu Ruoxi, brother and sister, must give an explanation for this matter.
The handle that intimidates the rain into ups and downs and compromises.
"Hmph, your Immortals' control is too broad. That is my Yu family's business, and you don't need to take care of it. Besides, the spells used by this junior are somewhat different from my Yu family's clan-controlling spells, and they seem to have been stolen.
"An Tianlu narrowed his eyes, and his spiritual consciousness saw clues from the spell, but he fell into Wang Yuan's plan.
The aura hidden by the innate formation can be made real and fake by slightly changing it. Especially for those old weirdos, the more real or fake something is, the more it will make them think.
In short, it has many benefits for Wang Yuan.
What's more, the cave sky at this time, because Xiao Ling'er was recovering his spiritual power every moment, the cave sky also began to slowly expand, and the innate formation was also on the road to restoring its heyday.
Seeing that the members of the Yu family were a little shocked, An Tianlu immediately sent a message with his spiritual consciousness, telling the clansmen that this spell was fake and real, and should not be taken as real, as it was a trick to sow discord.
The members of the Yu family also participated in this battle to compete for the top spot. When Wang Yuan used this unique skill, they were confused. They were wondering if Dong Yu was someone secretly cultivated by the clan?
With the elder's message, the disciples of the Yu family settled down.
At this time, more than thousands of monks were frightened by Wang Yuan and did not dare to take action. The momentum just now had been extinguished long ago. The golden stick had now turned into a blood stick, and its power had become much stronger.
The power of the Dayan Divine Pillar that Wang Yuan trained with the blood sacrifice method gradually strengthened after absorbing more blood, which was also what he expected.
Suddenly, an immortal monk in the late stage of Dongxu flashed his body, swung out his immortal sword, and a magnificent sword energy hit the big and thick Dayan Divine Pillar.
boom!
The Dayan Divine Pillar suddenly trembled, and the void began to tremble. This power was too strong. The expression of the immortal monk changed, and he underestimated the power of this pillar.
"Interesting." The immortal monk smiled coldly. The monk in the late stage of Dongxu was operating. A sword lotus suddenly flew out from between his eyebrows. The green sword lotus exuded extremely strong sword energy. Each one was not weaker than his strongest sword.
hit.
The monk recognized that this was a family in the Immortal Way - Qinglian Sword Sect, which was said to have some connection with Sword Valley.
The disciples on the other side of the Sword Valley all held their swords in the air, their sharp energy piercing the void. But when they saw the monks of the Qinglian Sword Sect take action, they all looked at him with disdain.
"Hmph, more than tens of thousands of years ago, a traitor appeared in Sword Valley, stole a copy of the "Green Lotus Sword Code" of Sword Valley, and then founded a sect on his own, but became a large family in the form of a subsidiary.
The sect under his command, with this family as a protective umbrella, can no longer be wiped out."
The disciples of Jiangu said coldly that because of their position, they did not agree with this sect.
Wang Yuan would not care where this sword-wielding monk belonged or which monk he was. As long as he attacked him, he would be his enemy.
The blue sword lotus is connected with each other, and it looks trembling. When it is drawn together, it will be attacked by sword energy one after another. This is a very powerful magical power.
After the Dayan Divine Pillar waved out several rays of golden light, it changed its direction and flew back from the monks arrogantly, killing several people on the way, and finally disappeared into Wang Yuan's body.
Wang Yuan's eyes flashed and he made a secret in his hand. The opponent was a monk in the late stage of Dongxu. It was a bit difficult to kill him, but if he could do it, that monk must be incomparable to disciples like Pu Ying and Ouyang Qianhan.
After the magic formula was completed, a sword array was thrown by Wang Yuan. Immediately, hundreds of green flying swords appeared behind him like a peacock spreading its wings, and these green flying swords fell into the sword array one by one.
The sword formation is completed!
Blue sword lotus and green sword wheel!
This is the world of swords. Sword energy is everywhere. The powerful and boundless sword energy seems to be the most primitive barbaric impact. Most monks use swords as magic weapons. It is not unreasonable. It is the simplest and most moral.
In Wang Yuan's hands, the Green Light Technique has been improved many times, and it is no longer comparable to the original. It has transformed into a spell full of killing intent.
Among the monks that filled the sky, the younger generation of disciples had already filled up the continent. However, monks who were not disciples of this era also came to watch the fun. Most of these monks had reached the realm of Dongxu stage through the passage of time.
Among the monks, an old man in green clothes of the demonic path saw the scene of the green sword wheel with his spiritual consciousness, and couldn't help but trembled: "This...isn't this my 'Yu Family''s clan-suppressing spell!?"
His words caused the other monks to sneer, and an old magician laughed at him: "I also said that it was the suppression spell of my 'Tiger and Wolf Palace'."
"Ha ha ha ha."
The monks laughed heartily. It was good to hear a joke in a tense and exciting situation.
They completely regarded the words of the old man in green as a joke, but the old man in green knew that he was not wrong. This must be the "green light technique" in his family!
The old man in green knew that his words were empty, and the magic formula in his hand was completed. Suddenly, two hundred green flying swords suddenly appeared in the air, forming a sword wheel, and Wang Yuan's nine hundred and ninety-nine flying swords and sword wheels,
They look exactly the same, but the number is different. This is because the two people have different levels of understanding.
When the sword wheel was completed, the laughter of the mocking monks stopped suddenly, and they all compared the surprises of the two sword wheels.
Most of these monks come as third-class sect leaders or supreme elders, as well as ancestors of some families. This old man in green clothes is the ancestor of the Yu family in the Ruan family city in the Demon Valley of Demon Dao.
In contrast, all the monks stared, not talking about anything else but the issue of Dong Yu's identity. If a monk like Dong Yu can appear in any sect or family, then his sect or
The family will benefit from it.
Of course, the monks were also very concerned about which sect Dong Yu belonged to and which family he was a disciple of, and they were full of suspicion.
At this time, the old man in green used the same spell to determine Dong Yu's ownership!