Mars dots and dots, crossing through the mountains and forests.

The strong man who was hidden in the darkness seemed to be moving.

Lu Feng's sword missed, and he stood on the tree, the branches flew apart, and the leaves fell in a rustle.

Mo Mingyu said another word, and a white light flashed in his deep pupils, because there were flames all around, which made his face red, and a layer of smooth sweat flowed on his delicate skin.

Her perception is even more sensitive than Ning Feng, but if she persists for a long time, it is also very draining, plus the medicine worm in her head, so under normal circumstances, Mo Mingyu will not use this ability for too long.

So Lu Feng slashed in the other direction.

A tree shatters.

His heart tightened, the other party's speed was very fast, and there was a special concealment method, if it weren't for Mo Mingyu's reminder, Lu Feng really wouldn't have found out.

In this case, there is only one stupidest way to use - fight!

Fighting for physical strength and the consumption of aura, Lu Feng didn't believe that the other party could maintain such hidden strength all the time.

What's more, because of his own bloodline, whether it is spiritual power or physical strength, he is more than half of the copper skin realm powerhouses.

On the other side, the priests sat behind the knights, and they began to chant as particles of light escaped from the air, like thousands of fireflies, surrounding them, full of dreams and mysteries.

Ning Feng drew his bow and shot another arrow, but the nearby flames had already been borrowed by him, and there was not much left now, so this arrow only seriously injured one knight.

His face was a little paler again, even if he was just a knight, but at least he had the level of the Copper Skin Realm.

"Those priests can't be allowed to perform their final exercises. ”

Ning Feng's mind buzzed, as if there had been an explosion, and his eyes became brighter and brighter, as if spewing flames.

This time, a total of three arrows were fired in a salvo.

The knights were indifferent, their eyes under their helmets unwavering as they saw the arrows bursting in, like a puppet.

Their duty was to guard the priests, and they didn't leave, they didn't run away, they were like a wall, standing in front of the remaining priests, and then watching their bodies explode.

The chanting continued, and the points of light became more and more frightening, as if separated by darkness.

Lu Feng also saw the situation here, and was secretly anxious, the joint chanting of more than a dozen priests achieved an absolutely extraordinary effect.

His sword was getting faster and faster, and when he reached the back, almost when Mo Mingyu said the other party's location, Lu Feng's sword fell there.

There was no sound of thunder, no sound of breaking the air, and no superfluous movements, he hooked a few sparks, and then the sparks were scattered, and in an instant, the sword fell on a rock.

The rock did not burst, but a bead, a Buddha bead to be exact, took on the color of sandalwood.

Immediately after that, the bead became a string of beads.

Each bead has a little Buddha light in it, flashing with different colors, as if it was picked from the aurora, and it is extremely beautiful.

Lu Feng had never seen such a pure Buddha light, and it seemed to be even purer than the light of the long scorching sun.

The Buddha sect is really powerful, and there is such a magic weapon.

Lu Feng put away his sword, and a footstep sounded from the darkness, and then a senior monk was forced out.

This high monk is also in the Copper Skin Realm, fighting alone, Lu Feng is not afraid, but because he holds this string of Buddhist beads in his hand, it makes Lu Feng jealous.

"It's late. The monk said suddenly.

Lu Feng was stunned and looked behind him, only to see that behind the four knights, those priests had stopped chanting, and the light particles around them continued to converge, and finally formed a pair of angel wings.

Ning Feng shot an arrow towards the angel wings, and then the light on it directly blocked that arrow, or rather, it completely contained the energy of that arrow into the light, so it no longer posed a threat to it.

The pair of angel wings were all white, the kind of white that exuded holy radiance, not warm, not cold, not even the white of Buddhism, but a kind of high, solemn and solemn, with a judgmental atmosphere.

Once you look at it for a long time, you seem to feel guilty.

The Three Immortal Sect is one of the largest forces in the mountains, and it is the force that truly inherits the three thousand lights, and it is the representative of the Holy Son.

And the Buddha Gate and the Western Temple obviously inherit the same light.

Lu Feng turned around and wanted to protect Mo Mingyu, but just now he was unconsciously distanced.

Although Ning Feng is there, after all, Ning Feng has consumed a lot, not to mention, the attack of this kind of power, even if he is at the peak, may not be able to block it.

Mo Mingyu's body was shaking, and the angel wings had descended on top of her head, and the terrifying coercion made her tremble.

"Dao Chief, are we going to make a move, if we don't make a move, it will be difficult for Mo Mingyu to die. Lund asked, but the bright breath made him a little uncomfortable.

"I told you, don't worry, you think we can