'Le Yunyan' temporarily lost control of the Nine Prison Mountains, and with the explosion of pill pills in the immortal realm, the sky of the Ninth Prison naturally shattered, but was quickly suppressed by the seal and returned to its original sky again.
But the explosions are still there, and the storms are still there.
Only those who have been there know how powerful the explosion of an elixir refined in the immortal realm is.
The sky briefly broke and closed. The Four Phase City Lord, the mysterious old Taoist, the waning moon and the black shadow made an instant decision and rushed out of Jiujing Mountain at the fastest speed in their lives.
Black Moon is gone, and Da Wuhui is gone, who would still want to stay in Jiujing Mountain.
The original idea of the city lord of Sixiang City was to kill Da Wuhui, steal the Nine Moon Sword, and then present it to the owner of Jiujing Mountain, so that he could be released.
As for why the mysterious old man attacked Wang Yang and others, only he himself knows.
Cangyue didn't move until the pill exploded before he rushed out of Jiujing Mountain.
Cangyue had seen Da Wuhui's strategy of using the weak to defeat the strong at the foot of Lingji Mountain. He had also thought that Da Wuhui would not give in easily, but he never thought that Da Wuhui would chop off that precious pill.
Da Wuhui's decision was too strange and shocking, but it was the one that produced the quickest results.
All thanks to the man who knew the mysterious teleportation technique, Da Wuhui and his team were able to escape successfully, and they also got Black Moon. This was something that Zang Yue did not expect.
Wang Yanjun, who had exhausted the power of space, used space teleportation again. He could only use the power of space hidden in his blood. Although the damage was great, the effect was good. After using two instantaneous short-distance teleportations, Wang Yanjun used the broken sky of Jiujing Mountain.
, Da Wuhui and his party arrived outside Jiujing Mountain, above the chalk mountains, the seal of Jiujing Mountain was opened again, and the barrier appeared again. From now on, those who do not exceed the strength of the master of Jiujing Mountain will not be able to break through by force. Only from the first
Enter the prison and come out of the first prison.
When Da Wuhui and the others appeared in embarrassment over the chalk mountains, they saw several streams of light flying towards them.
These streams of light came very quickly. Da Wuhui and the others had just escaped from Jiujing Mountain, and these streams of light had already flown over. When Da Wuhui saw clearly, he found that they were five people, and the five people's
The momentum is strikingly similar to that of Sun Sheqiang and others.
These five people were dressed in Taoist robes and looked like immortals. Their elegance was actually similar to the mysterious Taoists of Jiujing Mountain.
One of the five people had a murderous look in his eyes and a murderous and decisive aura about him. This aura was very similar to that of Sun Sheqiang.
Wang Yang’s elegant temperament, Wang Yanjun’s extraordinary talent, Dai Shuangyin’s calmness, and Mao Lei’s calmness.
Surprisingly, they have exactly the same temperament as the remaining four people wearing Taoist robes. The only difference is the hostility in the eyes of the Taoist robes.
"Who are these people?" Da Wuhui just had doubts in his mind.
"Second brother! Run!" Sun Sheqiang roared, and the Nine Layers of Afterimage slashed at these people. The man with an aura similar to Sun Sheqiang suddenly appeared in his hand. A big knife, the blade was as white as snow, and Sun Sheqiang's
The Demon Sword is just the opposite.
The man snorted coldly and said: "My general is defeated! I have been hunting you for so many years, and today is the day you die."
After saying that, the broadsword in his hand, which was as white as snow, drew countless white cold rays, meeting Sun Sheqiang's sword shadow.
The woman whom Sun Sheqiang saved suddenly moved. She flew up to Sun Sheqiang, clasped her hands together, and shouted: "Meng Mie Tian Ling!"
"Does Jingle Bells also want to rebel against the heavens?" the Snow Knife man shouted sternly.
"I am me, and it has nothing to do with Jingle Bells." A bell immediately appeared in the woman's hand. The bell grew when the wind blew, and instantly became huge, and struck the man with the snow knife...
Sun Sheqiang did not object to the woman joining the fight. At this time, the blade was already hanging on his head. Whoever wants to be pedantic enough to fight alone should use as much strength as he can.
Almost as soon as these people wearing Taoist robes arrived, Wang Yang and others rushed to greet them at the same time.
Spells filled the sky, explosions were heard endlessly, and various colliding air currents were scurrying around...
"No Regrets! These are the twelve pursuers of the Immortal Sect, please leave quickly, we will come soon." Wang Yang shouted anxiously, and other people's faces also showed a look of determination that they had never seen before.
"This is the person who destroyed the Sanqing Temple and the Immortal Sect who harmed the mortals in the lower world." Da Wuhui instantly recalled the dilapidated Sanqing Temple he saw when he first came to the heaven, and what Wang Yang said when he first came to the Four Phase City.
"Let's go!" Da Wuhui knew that now was not the time to be pretentious. If he stayed, not only would he not be able to help, but he would be a burden. What's more, although Wang Yanjun's Ninth Prison just used teleportation in a timely manner, he was still hit by the explosion of the elixir.
It was affected, and Da Wuhui is still angry and blood boiling.
Wang Ying holds Le Yunyan, and Da Wuhui holds Qiqi.
Others are fighting, and if Da Wuhui doesn't leave at this time, it will only drag down Sun Sheqiang and the others. Thinking of the situation of Sanqing Temple, Da Wuhui has understood that the people of Xianzong are definitely not easy to mess with, otherwise he will not let the powerful Sanqing
The twelve guardians of the temple dispersed and fled from the Sanqing Temple.
Now the twelve guardians have just gathered together to meet five people from the Immortal Sect. Is it a coincidence or a conspiracy?
Da Wuhui's mind was racing as he stepped on the Nine Moon Sword and Wang Ying Yukong to escape from the battlefield.
However, Da Wuhui had just walked not far, and was thousands of feet away from the place where Wang Yang and the others were fighting. The mysterious old man who appeared in the Ninth Prison, covered in blood, stood in front of Da Wuhui.
"Boy! Keep the Nine Moon Sword and Black Moon, or you will die!" the mysterious old man said sternly.
Da Wuhui was shocked when he saw the mysterious old Taoist covered in blood. Thinking of the power of the explosion of the Nine Hell Mountain elixir, the mysterious old Taoist must have been seriously injured at this time, otherwise he would not only threaten himself but not take action.
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Da Wuhui's thought swept away, he no longer paid attention to the mysterious old man, and said to Wang Ying: "Go that way!"
Da Wuhui and the two changed directions and flew in the air again.
But - Da Wuhui saw an old acquaintance standing not far away - the Lord of Sixiang City, Zhengyin, looked at him deeply.
It turns out that the mysterious old Taoist didn't want to kill him, nor was he seriously injured, but because of the restraint of the Lord of Sixiang City.
Seeing the two of them, Da Wuhui knew that Zang Yue and Hei Ying were nearby without thinking.
As expected, Canyue walked out from another direction and looked at Da Wuhui calmly.
However, the black shadow did not appear, and Zan Yue and the other three were facing each other without making a move. As for Da Wuhui and the other four, they were directly ignored by Zan Yue and the others. No one would think of fighting a few seventh-level celestial beings.
Da Wuhui found that he had no way to escape. In desperation, Da Wuhui asked Wang Ying: "Do you believe me?"
Wang Ying nodded in confusion and said: "Wang Ying will always believe in Master Wuhui."
"Okay!" Da Wuhui took a deep look at Wang Ying, and then looked lovingly at Le Yunyan, who was unconscious and still beautiful. The black moon appeared in his hand. Da Wuhui used the black moon to draw a stroke on the palm of his hand, and blood flowed from his hand.