Although the new demon cultivator spoke upside down, it was clearly a cultivation of the Ming Tho Realm.

"Withdraw first!"

Lin Guanfu and Zhao Goxiao were already in decline, and seeing that the other party had come to help them again, they already had the intention of abandoning their captured colleagues and retreating first, so the two of them stood still and looked at Xiao Er, who was still barely gaining the upper hand in the battle.

At this time, the Nine Evil Monuments had been gradually subdued, and Shu Aotian was no longer restrained.

Xiao Er took a deep look at the demon cultivator who rushed over, and seemed to understand the situation, so he also stepped back and stood with Lin Guanfu, and Zhang Jiuzhong's three demons surrounded them again to prevent them from retreating.

Shu Aotian put away the begging treasure bowl, first looked back at the demon cultivator who came over, frowned, and said, "Sun Zhao, what are you talking nonsense?"

This demon is a wild ape that Shu Aotian personally pulled into Yuanyuan, because of his loyalty and reliability, Shu Aotian accepted him as a registered disciple and taught a lot of Taoism and teaching, and he was one of the people who Shu Aotian trusted in Yuanyuan.

Sun Zhao's face was frightened, and he ran to Shu Aotian: "Senior brother, it's not good, the master has been killed, look at this!" After speaking, he threw a letter to Shu Aotian.

What's wrong with this kid today, his behavior is very different, and he doesn't match his words like this? Shu Aotian felt weird, and when he saw the letter flying, he subconsciously went to answer it.

With a bang, the letter paper burst, and a thick mana bombardment hit Shu Aotian's body hard, and the old demon flew out with a mouthful of blood.

Transformed into elbows and armpits, neither the monks nor the demon clan expected this scene.

And the "Sun Zhao" body moved, twisted the spell in his hand, and four vast pillars of light fell from the sky, silently falling on the three demon cultivators of Shu Aotian and Xiao Er and others, Shu Aotian hurriedly took out the begging treasure jade bowl to protect himself, but Zhang Jiuzhong and other demons were unable to resist, the pillar of light was blocked through all mana, and the three demons were firmly fixed for a moment.

At this moment, the golden light in Xiao Er's palm, who had been prepared, suddenly burst out, and the "sealed" characters written on the three pure yang notes quickly fell on the heads of Lin Chenchen and Zhang Jiuzhong Wu's ordinary three demons, and in an instant, the three demons' mana was dissipated and turned into their original bodies.

When the spirit rune settled, that "Sun Zhao" happened to finish reciting the second spell, and in the blink of an eye, he came to the giant snake that Lin Chenchen had turned into, and a piece of rune paper directly included it in it.

With the mana drumming, a piece of rune paper on the body of "Sun Zhao" fell.

Only then did everyone see clearly what kind of demon cultivator this was, and it was clearly a short-haired fairy with a clear air.

Wen Lian casually waved away the invalid eyepiece talisman, and rushed towards Zhang Jiuzhong, who was closest to her, and at the same time, Xiao Er hit the black pig who was Wu Pingfan's god.

The two had already made up their minds before, and the cooperation at this time was naturally seamless.

Shu Aotian was shocked, the yin and yang upside-down box in his hand reappeared, and the black and white qi swirled towards Wen Lian, Wen Lian had to turn around and cast a spell to resist this magic weapon, and Zhang Jiuzhong's sword heart condensed at this time, and he was forced to use the original body with the "Ding" character, stumbled and ran to Shu Aotian's side, and then fainted.

Lin Guanfu and Zhao Luxiao also surrounded Shu Aotian from the other side at this time, cutting off all retreats for this demon.

As soon as Wen Lian arrived, in an instant, the situation reversed.

Lin Chenchen was captured, Zhang Jiuzhong temporarily lost his combat power, and even though Shu Aotian was holding the double treasure, he was injured first, and at this time, he could not defeat the four monks at the peak of the Ming Realm.

Shu Aotian knew that something was wrong, so he rolled his eyes, held the Yin and Yang upside-down box in his hand, and said loudly: "Do you care about the same people in this box?"

Zhao Goxiao listened, the sword trick in his hand slowed down, and Sen Ran looked at Shu Aotian: "At this time, you dare to move them?"

Shu Aotian was alone, looking around at the group of Daomen disciples, a little pride rose in his heart, he laughed: "You have been cultivating for many years, you should know that all the magic weapons that accept people have the ability to refine people, if I run the magic tricks, in a moment or three, these Dao Sect high feet will turn into a pool of blood in the upside-down box, and the soul will be scattered, and there will be no chance to re-enter reincarnation." ”

Lin Guan replied: "In a moment or three, it is enough to kill you." ”

"You can give it a try. "Shu Aotian's beard spreads, fluttering in the wind, his face is stained with blood, and his eyes are hideous.

Wen Lian's eyes lowered and he didn't say a word.

The true purpose of Taoism, but the word "respect for life", although the disciples of the three sects are young, they are all reading through the Taoist collection, and the qi and rhyme cultivated for many years have become natural, and they are never willing to give up their fellow practitioners in their hearts. Shu Aotian obviously knows this section very well, and at this time, if he pretends not to care about the lives of his fellow disciples, he is just a fierce introvert, and he will only provoke laughter.

When Zhao Goxiao saw the appearance of the two Daomen disciples, he knew that they were non-professionals with no negotiation experience, so he said to Shu Aotian: "Don't forget, your accomplice is also in our hands. ”

After Wen Lian learned the location and identity of the other demon cultivators who were ambushed around him from Pu Li's mouth, he captured them one by one, and then pretended to be Sun Zhao to come here to attack Shu Aotian, while Zhao Goxiao didn't know the details, and he was talking about Wu Pingfan and Lin Chenchen, who had just been collected.

"Hehe, how can my unsuccessful junior brothers and sisters compare to the lives of your Dao Sect disciples?" Shu Aotian sneered, "At this time, my master and your elders have not yet won or lost, how about you let me go, how about I make a blood oath to promise not to hurt them?"

Xiao Er looked at Shu Aotian coldly and was silent on the surface, but in fact, his body turned over the river and the sea, and he was like burning inside.

Originally, his old injuries had healed, but the sudden blow of the Vajra Mantra was too powerful, and he was almost unable to cooperate with Wen Lian to complete the combined attack that had been discussed in advance, until this time he didn't figure it out.

But another thing in his heart, this Shu Aotian is not an outlaw, Lin Guanfu and others are also a rat bogeyman at this time, and the two sides can only stalemate until the supernatural monk divides the victory and defeat, and then calculates, no matter how much he says, it is in vain.

With this leisure, it is better to think about Shu Aotian's means, and think about whether there is a chance to recapture the Liuxian pen.

In the final analysis, since Fang Mingzhao and Director Zhang Luo Jifeng came in person, this battle is not something that these Mingche monks can control, whether they fight to the death or scheming, after all, they are just doing their best to obey the fate of heaven.

Speaking of the three supernatural powers on the clouds, how can they just do their best, this chaos has been mixed with too many variables, and the final direction is not something that can be controlled by one or two powers or the plans of one or two parties.

The monk I is only a few hundred years, and there are very few people in the demon clan who can live for three thousand years in their lives.

"Boom—"

The earth shook violently, and the demonic qi, clear qi, and evil qi in the sky were all chaotic and violent for a while, and the grand pressure came to the empowerment, and the prohibition around the cemetery that had been crumbling finally shattered little by little.

It's just a pity that there was a night taxi on the road, which was swept away by the huge aftermath, and exploded into a ball of fire in an instant, and the car was destroyed and killed.

With a loud bang, the three figures smashed to the ground like meteors with the flames of friction, and under the vast aftermath, everyone on the ground retreated in unison.

The smoke and dust were collected as soon as they started, and I saw Fang Mingzhao with a broad body, standing with his hands in his hands, with a slight smile on his face, and the clouds were light and the wind was light.

And Luo Jifeng and the others opposite him were covered in blood and crumbling, and Zhang Longbow was bleeding from all seven holes, and he fell to the ground in despair.

The winner is clear!

After everyone was shocked, their moods were different.

"Uncle Shi, how are you?" Lin Guanfu walked up to Luo Jifeng and asked with concern, but a touch of despair flashed in his heart.

"Director Zhang!" Zhao Goxiao picked up the director and looked at Fang Mingzhao, who was as powerful as Mount Tai, with a resolute gaze.

Shu Aotian was overjoyed, and pounced in front of Fang Mingzhao: "Congratulations to the master for showing his might and winning a great victory!"

Fang Mingzhao was silent, and gently moved his gaze to Xiao Er.

And Xiao Er and Wen Lian stood side by side, and when the two of them came into contact with that gaze, they were both terrified in their hearts, as if they were about to come to the cataclysm, and turned their heads stiffly to look in the direction of the foothills: such a big movement, how could the foothills be coming.

Fang Mingzhao just swept the two of them lightly, and then he also looked at the northern sky, as if he was quietly waiting for something.

Suddenly there was a gust of wind, and the clouds suddenly surged in the night, and then the sky was full of color.

A glass bowl flew from the north and landed in the southern suburbs, turning into a huge shroud, enveloping everyone together.

Fang Mingzhao didn't dodge, nor did he make any moves, just looked down at Shu Aotian who was kneeling on the ground, and said with a slight smile: "Disciple, what did you just say?"

"Congratulations to the master for showing his might and winning a great victory!"

"Hahahaha......" Fang Mingzhao looked up to the sky and smiled, full of spirit, "It's too early for you to say this, you go back and wait, and then it's time for this seat to show its might!"

Shu Aotian was stunned for a moment, then kowtowed three times, and then got up and left.

The glass bowl did not seem to hinder people from entering and exiting, and he easily passed through it and flew all the way to the Xiangjiang River.

With his laughter, the wind and clouds changed color, and the southern suburbs cemetery, which was a broken scene, trembled slightly, and the glass bowl also trembled.

"Buddha Mitha—"

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable—"

The melodious Buddha trumpet came from the northern sky, and the four figures in the clouds floated in, and suddenly came to the glass bowl, the two monks and two ways.

The two monks were dressed in gray monk's robes, and there were no ring scars on their heads, but they were quiet and handsome, with solemn appearances, and their faces and bodies were exactly the same, which made people wonder about their relationship before they became monks.

And the two Taoists are Xiao Er wearing the familiar Yunlu Palace Taoist robe silk silk, with a wooden hairpin on his head, and no crown, but there is a natural and pure meaning, one of them is an elder with a slight beard and kind eyebrows, and the other is a graceful middle-aged man with a wide mouth, it is Yi Mingzhang.

"This donor, the people of Sucheng are very numerous, and I hope that the donor will receive the magic power and explain the matter to the three sects clearly. The elder Taoist said yes, and his voice was warm.

Fang Mingzhao glanced at him and asked, "I heard that Yunlu Palace Master taught Ma Zhenren to sit down and become a god in Yeming Mountain, and he has been in retreat for many years, I don't know how many steps there are to return to the realm of refining gods?"

The man was ashamed: "The donor has recognized the wrong person, the poor road is Minghang, the real person in charge is my uncle, and the night junior brother has not yet left the customs." ”

"I see, this seat has been fascinated by Yeming Mountain for a long time, but it's a pity that it is a side of fate. Fang Mingzhao turned to the two monks again, "I also heard that there are two Buddhas in the Lushan Zen Temple, a mother and a compatriot, and they have the same mind, so I won't admit my mistake this time." ”

The two monks actually spoke at the same time, and their voices were like one person: "Poor monk Miaowen (Miaowu), the master of the labor is hanging." ”

Fang Mingzhao laughed, swept over the four of them again, and showed contempt in his eyes, "Are there only the four of you in the Divine Ability Realm?" ”

"Mida Buddha-" Miaowen Miaowu said at the same time: "The layman has great powers, and the poor monks have low skills, so they can only try their best to persuade each other, and hope that the layman's subordinates will show mercy." ”

"Yi Daochang!" Luo Jifeng's voice was hoarse at this time, reminding Yi Mingzhang Dao, "This demon has cultivated the Xuanqi Seal to the realm of Miluo's existence, be careful." ”

Yi Mingzhang glanced at his senior brother who came with him and nodded slightly.

Zhang Changgong struggled to stand up, but said to Xiao Er: "Thank you this time, this battle has nothing to do with you, you should retreat quickly." ”

It turned out that he knew everything about the things below, but this thank you was said for those low-level colleagues, Xiao Er took a deep look at the back of Shu Aotian, who had left, and Zhang Jiuzhong, who had re-transformed into a human form, and helped the wounded with everyone, and slowly withdrew from the glass bowl.

In the glazed bowl, the only seven remaining supernatural monks glanced at each other, and suddenly the mana exploded, and the people outside the glazed bowl could no longer see the inner scene clearly.