saw Bi Mang stagnating in the void for a moment, and then a figure staggered.

The blue mangs flickered, and the stumbling figure involuntarily fell downward.

Seeing this, Luo Liangyu's eyes instantly turned jade yellow, and he roared angrily: "Damn the Sea Clan!"

The robe swayed without wind, and the momentum around the body suddenly flourished, and began to exude a violent aura that was not weak.

"Turin Divine Fist, Imperial Spirit Fist!"

Luo Liangyu let out a low shout, and his body turned into yellow light and swept towards the sky, jumping out of a hundred feet, and suddenly turning sharply.

In the midst of the rapid fall, the yellow light disappeared, and the black light appeared, as if the sky was angry under the gray mist.

The jet-black giant fist broke through the sky and descended, followed by the color of heaven and earth, the wind and clouds stopped, and only a line of black light remained, violent and fierce!

The ghost raised his head slightly, glanced at the black mang with white eyes, and then looked in the direction of the falling figure below.

The jet-black giant fist was approaching quickly, and it was more than ten feet above the head of the ghostly demon.

Once again, a blue light suddenly appeared in the void, facing the jet-black giant fist.

With a muffled sound, the blue mang flashed, the jet-black giant fist dissipated immediately, and Luo Liangyu's body flew out upside down like a kite, spitting blood from his mouth.

The two companions were hit hard by the ghosts one after another, and Bai Zhiqing hurriedly shouted: "Luo Daoyou, He Daoyou, don't want to fight, meet quickly!"

Bai Zhiqing had insight into the battle situation, and swept up to the nearest aid to Luo Liangyu.

Luo Chen's thirteen whip body thundered and sneered, and the confrontation with the sea general had gradually gained the upper hand, and it was a pity to receive Bai Zhiqing's shout!

He Qichang wielded the spirit knife, the sword was shining with gold, and his strength was overflowing, but he was still in a stalemate with the opponent's sea general.

The situation changed rapidly, and it stopped for the time being, and the gloom stretched across the void, and the cold white eyes were proud, and the two sea generals swept over and gathered in one place.

The four enshrined monks first looked at the huge blue sea beast, all with solemn expressions and different moods.

Finally, all eyes in the field stayed on the lonely figure below that had stabilized its figure.

Han Zhonglin took a deep breath, the feeling of displacement of the five internal organs gradually subsided, and his heart was a little calm:

"The power of the ghostly blow is really comparable to that of a peak monk in the Jindan period, if it weren't for the fact that the physique of the Demon Pool Body Forging Body was greatly improved, this blow would definitely be seriously injured!"

As his mind turned, a plan flashed in Han Zhonglin's mind, and two rays of light gradually bloomed in the depths of his eyes.

The figure leaped, and a few flickering Han Zhonglin and the four monks of the team gathered.

"Yunlin Daoyou, but there is an obstacle, the strength of the ghost is beyond our ability to compete, and Liangyu Daoist is injured, so we should avoid it for a while!" Bai Zhiqing's slightly worried gaze swept over Luo Liangyu's face, and he was very concerned at the moment.

Han Zhonglin's gaze fell on Luo Liangyu's slightly pale face: "Brother Liangyu, don't be so impulsive in the future, you have lost your life here, but there is no way to explain to Sect Master Luo!"

Luo Chen and He Qichang glanced at each other, and Luo Chen suggested in a deep voice: "Yunlin Daoyou, what Bai Daoyou said is extremely true, the ghost regards us as a thing of applause, and it is not the best policy to resist hard!"

Han Zhonglin frowned and pondered, and sighed: "The real people want to fight with the sea beast again, and all fellow Daoists are here to sweep the formation!"

The expressions of the four monks were suddenly sluggish, and they all showed indescribable bitterness.

Han Zhonglin turned around and stepped out in the air, raised his eyes and said contemptuously to the ghost: "The Sea Clan's Tongluo technique is nothing more than this, it is difficult to hurt the real person in the slightest!"

"Terran monk who doesn't know life or death, see if you can resist the next deadly attack of the general!"

When the ghost heard this, he was furious, and the black fins of his four wings continued to fan, and a layer of blood gradually appeared in his white eyes.

At the same time, Han Zhonglin urged the Yindan to turn with all his might, and the momentum around his body rose violently, and the magic robe hunted sounded, and a breath approaching the fifth layer of the Jindan stage widened.

Dazzling golden rays appeared above the two fists, and the incomparably sharp momentum immediately swept the scene.

"Cangxuan Spirit Fist, Cangkong Style!"

The two fists were raised, and two cyan fist shadows appeared out of thin air, and the golden mangs seemed to spread out at once, like two pieces of golden clouds floating around, rolling and stretching.

The four Terran monks in the distance observed this vision, and they had a secret illusion, revealing a clear sky under the vast fog and sky, and the golden clouds were rolling, and the blue sky was empty.

Suddenly, a series of strange sounds woke up Luo, Bai and other monks.

The ghostly white eyes were covered with red, and after several swings of his narrow body, he turned into a blue shadow that covered the sky and shrouded towards the golden clouds.

In an instant, the blue shadow and the cyan fist shadow collided silently!

Boom!

The loud noise shook through, and the four Jindan monks couldn't help but be frightened.

The golden mangs were scattered, and Han Zhonglin's body fell down as if he had been hit hard, and the blue shadow was unabated.

Buzz! Buzz!

The blue shadow kept approaching, and suddenly let out a strange buzzing sound!

The four Jindan stage monks suddenly had a sense of surprise, and looked at the blue shadow in shock, and their colors changed greatly!

I saw a blue shadow flashing, and Han Zhonglin's falling figure disappeared entirely.

The blue shadow disappeared, and the ghostly blue body fully appeared in the foggy sky.

The ghostly red eyes flickered a few times, and when he turned to look at it, the four monks of Luo Bai Luo couldn't help but feel a chill down his spine.

He Qichang exclaimed: "It's not good, the ghost has wrapped Yunlin Daoyou in his belly, if you don't leave at this time, when will you stay!"

"Brother Yunlin Dao!" Luo Liangyu's pale face appeared with sorrow, and his eyes couldn't help but redden.

Under the urgency of the situation, Bai Zhiqing calmed down and stopped: "He Daoyou, Yunlin Daoyou may not make the ghost happy!"

Not far away, Luo Chen's eyes were also staring at the ghost, revealing a look of thought.

He Qichang's face was scorched, and he was at a loss, and then he saw a scene that he would never forget.

The ghostly wreak rolled violently without warning, its red eyes full of fear, its huge mouth opened as if it wanted to spit out something terrible, and a white dot lit up in its blue body.

Just when the four monks were startled, the white dots suddenly brightened into a clump, and an embarrassed figure burst out of the ghostly body!

Han Zhonglin's figure flickered a few times, far away from the ghostly hundreds.

The blue color of the huge demon body of the ghost quickly faded, separating into clusters of blue light, and the blue light passed, revealing hundreds of low figures.

A terrible whine rang out, and hundreds of low figures retreated.

Deathly silence!

Luo Liangyu stared at everything that happened in front of him in a daze, and his mind was blank.

He Qichang looked at the figure in the void, and for a while he had mixed feelings, ashamed, happy, and indescribably complicated.

Unlike He Qichang, Luo Chen looked at Han Zhonglin's figure, and a deep look of doubt flashed in the depths of his eyes.

Bai Zhiqing exhaled a long breath, and his eyes were full of respect:

"Yunlin Daoist Friend has actually penetrated the technique of Ltongluo, and he must be extremely proficient in the formation path technique. Killed the first general by a unique means, and the ghost was unwilling to retreat after the general trend was gone, this battle was really dangerous!"