After Le Yunyan came out, Chuchen suddenly pointed into the air. A white light rushed into the air, and a light flashed in the air, and the mountain protection formation hidden by Danyang Sect flashed.
Immediately afterwards, cracks began to appear from one point. There were more and more cracks, and gradually the entire mountain protection array was shocking cracks.
As soon as there were more cracks, the mountain protection formation began to collapse. First, a small piece began to slowly break, then a few small pieces broke, and then a large piece broke.
Until the end, with a loud bang, the entire mountain protection formation of Danyang Sect was completely broken, revealing the real sky.
Twelve figures appeared above the completely broken Danyang Sect mountain protection formation. After the mountain protection formation was destroyed, these twelve figures rushed directly to Qian Chen's side below.
These are twelve handsome and elegant men, each carrying the aura of the ninth level of the heavenly being, and some have faintly approached the first level of the real person.
These twelve men are very strong.
Le Yunyan glanced at it and said to Meng Fei, "This is the twelve pursuers of the Immortal Sect, who are specifically chasing the cultivators of the lower realm."
"Immortal Sect? The lower realm? Are you still entangled?" Meng Fei's calm tone was a sense of uneasy.
Although Le Yunyan had questions, he didn't ask.
After the twelve men appeared, Chuchen laughed and said to Le Yunyan and Mengfei: "In this way, do you still have the strength to fight against us?"
Chuchen is telling the truth. The four of them have similar cultivation levels in their battles. Now there are twelve twelve celestial nine-level peaks that are slightly lower than them. Chuchen's advantages are naturally revealed.
Le Yunyan and Mengfei didn't say anything, and looked at Chuchen and Danhuo calmly, as if they were confident.
Dan Huo and Chuchen were wondering why there was no movement between the two, nine levels of the celestial man and the eighth level of the celestial man appeared. They hurriedly looked and saw three women and seven men appear.
Le Yunyan looked up and said to Concubine Meng, "This is fellow Taoist Bian Li and Bian and her junior sister. Six guardians of the twelve three-clearing temple, one of whom was wearing a red alchemy robe.
The remaining woman is said to be Qiaoling, the strong Taoist couple in the Demon's descendants."
After seeing the ten people coming, Chuchen smiled. He said sarcastically: "It's just a group of remnants of the lower realm who have escaped for many years. What's the use of a few helpers who don't know what it is.
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The twelve pursuers behind him immediately cast a sarcasm at Sun Sheqiang and others, but they didn't say anything.
Sun Sheqiang, the twelve guardians of the Three Qing Temples, directly ignored their gazes and arrived at Wuhui's side.
When Bian Li fell from the air and arrived beside Wuhui, she looked at Le Yunyan first, and Le Yunyan also looked at Bian Li.
"My clouds and smoke."
"Fellow Daoist Bian."
The two of them just called out each other's names, with a complicated look flashing in their eyes, then looked at Da Wuhui together, and finally turned to the side of Danhuo.
Mu Nan'er seemed to have some enlightenment behind her and frowned.
Naturally, Sun Sheqiang and others did not pay attention to their complex relationship. After falling behind, they directly surrounded Da Wuhui, and Si Fengyi was also included.
"Chunchen! This is just a group of mobs, killing them together!" Danhuo said to Chuchen when he saw these people, fearing that something might happen.
Chuchen snorted coldly and said, "No need to say, I can kill them naturally."
Danhuo was about to speak again, suddenly his face changed. He looked at somewhere in the air and two scents of the ninth level of the heavens appeared. Then a lazy voice came over.
"The full moon rises slowly, and I come towards the light of the moon!"
After hearing such narcissistic words under the bright world, Sun Sheqiang and others smiled.
In the air, a golden winged roc appeared. A young man above the roc: a black robe showed his tall and slender figure, a white hair was casually tied behind his head to show his freedom and freedom, and a pair of smiling eyes
There is a kind of indescribable cuteness.
"Golden-winged Roc, the long-distance son Xu Yinghui." Wang Yang said with a smile, "It seems that we are lucky."
"Not only that, there is another Netherworld Son Zhang Wei, who is here too." Zhang Junpei said in a shadow of the Golden-winged Roc.
As if to prove Zhang Junpei's words, when the golden-winged roc came over the sky, a thin figure jumped out of the air. He was wearing a white robe, his face was slightly pale, and his eyes were shining with faint blue light.
He came to everyone quietly like a hungry wolf, without saying hello. He glanced at everyone and looked at Chuchen and others opposite him with his devouring eyes.
When Chuchen saw two more guardians of the Three Qing Temples coming and laughed even harder: "Haha... two more people came to die. It seems that you haven't tasted enough of the lessons from that year."
Xu Yinghui, who was on the Golden-winged Roc, looked at Chuchen lazily and said, "The great elder of the Immortal Sect is really not shy. When you relied on the large number of people to siege the twelve of us, not only did you not kill us, but you also
Let's escape. Do you really have the face to say it?"
"The immortal sect is just a sick cat." Zhang Wei's voice was very light, but it was strangely heard into everyone's ears.
Chuchen was angered by Xu Yinghui and Zhang Wei's unyin and unyang words. He roared angrily regardless of his image: "Kill them for me!"
The twelve pursuers of the Immortal Sect nodded slightly, turned into twelve lightning flashes and shot at the people on Da Wuhui's side. Sun Sheqiang and others naturally met. As soon as the people from both sides contacted, magic weapons flew everywhere, and colorful magic tricks were also chaotic.
Stop.
The fierce airflow and constant explosions. The twenty-four people in the air fought together.
At this time, although there were more guardians of the Sanqing Temple, Xu Yinghui and Zhang Wei, there were only nine people. There were still three people missing against the twelve pursuers of the Immortal Sect, and the only vacancy for these three people was Bian Li, Qiaoling and
Mu Nan'er topped.
It’s okay if Bian Li and Qiaoling are the ninth level of the Heavenly Man, but they won’t be at a disadvantage when they fight against the twelve pursuers of the Immortal Sect for a while.
But Mu Nan'er struggled. She was only at the eighth level of the celestial being. She could just support the opponent's attack by relying on her to have a special spell. However, how long can she withstand it?
The sound of rumbling battles in the air sounded everywhere, and soon twenty-four people occupied twelve different positions in the air and blasted each other. The sound of spells singing, blasting sounds, and the fierce collision of magic weapons.
The sounds are endless, the sounds are deafening.
All the disciples of the Danyang Sect were stunned at this time. What was going on? This was originally a personal challenge match for Da Wuhui, but now it has become a chaotic battlefield in an instant.
Le Yunyan and Mengfei did not move because they wanted to protect Da Wuhui.
Of course, Dan Huo and Chuchen also saw the concerns of Meng Fei and Le Yunyan. The two looked at each other, smiled gloomyly, and shot at the twenty-four people who were fighting.
In this situation, concentrating your strength to kill the weak first is the way to win!