Although Ling Luoyu didn't have a good impression of the people in Xuan Sha, there were many traces of himself and Qiao'er left on the Five Xuan Peaks. Because of this, Ling Luoyu didn't want to wait with Ying Xuan Baihe.
A group of people are waiting on top of Wuxuan Peak
A conflict occurs.
No matter how conceited Ling Luoyu is, he has no confidence in fighting so many monks in Great Qin with his own strength.
But the current situation is beyond Ling Luoyu's control. If he doesn't come forward, Ying Xuan Baihe and others will undoubtedly come to his Piaoxue Villa, which is definitely something Ling Luoyu doesn't want to see.
For the sake of his relatives and friends, Ling Luoyu had no choice at all, even though he knew that his coming here would bring disaster.
"Ying Xuan! Master Bai He! Even if I, Ling Luoyu, die, I will never make it easy for you!" Ling Luoyu's eyes were extremely fierce as he flew across the sky quickly.
"Escape!" Ling Luoyu never thought about this at all. Even if he was faster than Ying Xuan, Bai He said to them, Ling Luoyu would not escape at all.
The monk can escape, but he cannot escape the temple. Ling Luoyu knows this deeply. If he really escapes, it will definitely be a disaster for the entire Piaoxue Villa. Yingxuan and the others will definitely spread their sullen anger.
In terms of his relatives and friends, Ling
Of course Luo Yu doesn't want to do this.
In fact, although Ling Luoyu's current cultivation has greatly improved, in terms of speed alone, it is still inferior to Ying Xuan and Bai He.
A towering tower seemed to reach straight into the sky. A faint red light flashed, and Ling Luoyu's figure landed on the top of the mountain.
Dressed in fluttering white clothes, Ling Luoyu put his hands behind his back and stared at Ying Xuan, Bai He Laodao and the others who were rushing towards him not far away. His gaze seemed to pass through the sky and fell directly on Ying Xuan and the others.
Ying Xuan, Old Taoist Bai He and his group of loose immortals can be said to be the fastest group of people. Behind them, there are dense rays of light of various colors. Each ray of light represents a monk. At a glance, the rapidly flying
There are at least a thousand rays of light
Tens of thousands, and there is a faint trend of more and more.
"Ying Xuan! Old Taoist Bai He! The secret treasure of the First Emperor is on my body. Come and get it if you have the ability! For a few things left by the First Emperor, your entire Qin cultivator community came out to hunt down me!
Ling Mou will repair with you and the entire Qin Dynasty today.
Let’s fight in the world!” A desolate roar echoed throughout the world, and Ling Luoyu, standing on the top of the mountain, looked so arrogant and lonely.
"Brush! Brush!" Rays of light passed quickly, and in an instant, many monks rushed towards it.
With so many monks flying in at the same time, the scene can be said to be extremely magnificent. Thousands of monks have surrounded the mountain peak, which can be said to be impenetrable. However, their target is pointing at one person at the same time, which is the top of the mountain.
Ling Luoyu.
"Ling Luoyu, quickly hand over the treasure left by the First Emperor. Maybe if we open up a little, a whole corpse will be left!" Ying Xuanyin said coldly with a sullen face, his eyes focused on Ling Luoyu's body.
"You will die fighting, and you will die if you hand over the treasure! Since there is no way to escape death! What do you think I will do!" Ling Luoyu snorted coldly, and he severely defeated Yingxuan and the others in the First Emperor's secret treasure.
, wanting them to let him go, Ling Luoyu knew
That's absolutely impossible.
"The sky is gray and the earth is falling, why don't you save all souls and suffer? A hero should die Ling Chi, weeping with grief and anger and being speechless? Since God wants me, Ling Luoyu, to die like this, let him do it more violently!"
Luo Yu roared, and his whole body was wrapped in a layer of colorful
In the light, he jumped up, bypassed Ying Xuan and other loose immortals, and went straight into the group of monks.
With Ling Luoyu's current cultivation level, in addition to these scattered immortals, there are a few people who can block the power of his fists and feet. Ling Luoyu, who is protected by Feng Yu's heavenly clothes, is like a tiger like a pack of wolves, every time
Every punch and every kick costs almost a life.
In the blink of an eye, dozens of people were killed by Ling Luoyu's fists and kicks.
"Hahaha, even if I die, at least most of you will be buried with me!" Ling Luoyu laughed wildly, and his attacks became even more ruthless.
"This Ling Luoyu's defense is super strong, and his attack power is also terrifying! Look at it like this, just after not seeing each other for a while, it seems that his cultivation has increased a lot! This Ling Luoyu must not be kept!" Ying Xuan and Bai He nodded at the same time.
The scattered immortals walked straight through
The group of monks in the sky rushed towards Ling Luoyu.
"Peng!" In the midst of the killing spree, Ling Luoyu felt a strong force coming from him, and his whole body was shocked back a few steps. When he opened his eyes, he saw that it was Ying Xuan.
But during this delay, the rest of the Sanxian from Baihe Lao Dao suddenly rushed over and tightly surrounded Ling Luoyu in the middle.
"A group of us surrounded Ling Luoyu, while the rest retreated first, formed a formation, and attacked with magic weapons!" Ying Xuan, with a face as cold as frost, waved his hand and ordered the other monks.
Ling Luoyu's eyes were red at the moment. They had already turned red. How could he care so much!
"What about the loose immortals? If you can kill them, I'll keep my word!" As Ling Luoyu flipped his arms, he had already taken the sacred tree sycamore in his hands. His muscles all over his body were tense.
He smashed the scattered immortals who were holding him.
After all, the Sanxian is a Sanxian. Although Ling Luoyu has greatly improved his cultivation now, it is completely impossible to kill the Sanxian instantly! What's more, Ling Luoyu is only one person, but there are seven or eight Sanxian he faces.
So many.
The colorful light on Ling Luoyu's body kept flashing, and every flash meant an attack fell on Ling Luoyu. After all, so many monks besieged Ling Luoyu alone. It was impossible not to be attacked.
.
Fortunately, Ling Luoyu had the Phoenix Feather Heavenly Clothes given by Turkey, otherwise he would have died countless times by this time! But even so, there is a limit to the Phoenix Feather Heavenly Clothes' defense.
So many attacks, that
The colorful light also began to gradually dim.
"Everyone, continue on. Although this kid's defense is strong, but looking at it like this, he can't last much longer!" Seeing that the colorful light on Ling Luoyu's body seemed to be much dimmed, the group of loose immortals couldn't help but be overjoyed.
At this moment, a soft cry came, and then a flash of light was seen. A big roc wrapped in colorful light appeared out of thin air in everyone's eyes. From the big roc, a
The savage with hairy hair jumped down and stood in the void out of thin air. The savage took one step, and it was just one step. He seemed to have crossed a distance of tens of feet and appeared directly on the top of the peak.
"Hahaha, Lord Kuli, I didn't expect you to come here!" A clear voice seemed to come from the nine heavens, and an old man in yellow clothes appeared on the top of the mountain out of thin air.
"I can't believe that after so many years, your rock has not been struck to death by lightning that day!" The savage glanced at the old man in yellow and snorted coldly.
As if they had made an appointment, at the moment when the old man in yellow shirt was talking to the wild man, two more figures appeared out of thin air on the top of the cliff.