"Wait a minute, just a moment!" , King Jinpeng also replied with spiritual power, he was infinitely satisfied at this time, how could he be willing to leave.

"Yao Yichi, do it, don't wait for him!" , someone ordered.

"Don't do it, I'll do it myself, I'll deal with them right away!" , King Jinpeng hurriedly replied.

Then he smiled at Yun Tian and said, "Have you heard of the two most cruel criminal laws for spiritual cultivators in the world, one is to extract the spiritual veins and spirit scriptures and turn them into 'abandoned spirits'; the other is to abolish the limbs and live alone and become a 'remnant spirit'; which one do you want?

The spiritual vein spirit sutra is formless and incorporeal, and only those who have transformed into the realm and produced virtual consciousness can extract it;

But he can apply a second criminal law! and easily!

"Beasts, how can it be? Spiritual cultivators are strictly forbidden to do such a vicious thing!" Suddenly, a voice said.

As more and more voices rang out, there was a seething.

"How can you be so vicious?"

"I will not allow such an act even if I scatter my spirits!"

"Spiritual cultivators are strictly forbidden to do two things: first, killing mortals, and second, imposing vicious criminal laws, and you will be severely punished!"

"If he dares to act like this, everyone will work together to stop it!"

"Yes, yes!"

At this time, Jufanzhuang has gathered more than 1,000 cultivators, and it is still increasing.

Again, three angry spiritual power voices came: "Jin Yanbiao, don't you want to cause trouble, quickly retreat!"

"Shut up, shut up!" King Jinpeng roared angrily, smiling evilly, his heart was already perverted and twisted, how could he pay attention to them, the spiritual power of his right hand floated, and blasted towards Yun Tian's body.

"I'm dead, will Daddy and Auntie also die? Daddy and Auntie are gone, what will Xiao Yi do? No!"

In the deep hollow, the blazing red flames suddenly rose, and Yun Feilong crashed into the man in black at great speed like a huge fireball that was blazing.

The man in black was shocked, and the sudden feeling of suffocation made him feel desperate and scorching, and he actually interrupted his restraint on the five people in Yuntian, and was knocked away again.

"What kind of thing? It made this king lose his mind for a while, and his spiritual power faded!" , the man in black roared secretly.

However, he is a Jindan powerhouse, and Yun Feilong is only a small seal, a difference of 180,000 miles, how can he be able to match?

The man in black immediately paused his body, sacrificed his spiritual power, and the spiritual light in his right hand flowed, and he sucked in the fireball, pinched Yun Feilong's neck fiercely, and raised it high in the air.

He yelled, "Little bastard, in that case, you should be the first 'remnant'!"

At this time, the five people who had lifted the ban had already had their spiritual power floating all over their bodies, and they attacked desperately.

"Stop!" In the sky, there were also nearly 100 cultivators holding spiritual weapons, shouting and attacking quickly.

I saw that on the hillside, the black-clothed man was holding the Cloud Flying Dragon, the golden light on his body floated, hundreds of fists flew out of his body, flying in all directions to meet the attack, and suddenly all the cultivators were shocked in the air, all of them were injured, and several died.

However, more and more white shadows flew from above, from below, from left, from right, from front, from behind, from all sides, like moths to a fire.

"Don't, stop, it's none of your business, step down!" , Yuntian spiritual power made a sound and roared loudly.

Under the Spirit King, there are only hundreds of Linghou, even if they try their best, they will only lose their lives in vain!

Another shock flew, countless people were injured, but no one listened to him, wave after wave, constantly pounced.

I also saw several huge flying bird demon bodies flying at great speed, snatching the cloud flying dragon, but they were all shaken away by the people in black one by one, and flew upside down.

The man in black was covered in white light, raised the huge red fireball high with one hand, and laughed wildly: "Hahaha! Come again, come again, come again if you are not afraid of death!"

"Come on, come on!" , the white light of his other palm was even more abundant, and he frantically slapped the red body of Yun Feilong.

Although the blazing red flame was raging, extremely powerful, and contained suffocating despair, eroding his spiritual shield, it always had little effect on him, and it was only a slight burning feeling.

"Daddy, Auntie!" At this time, Yun Feilong was slapped by the man in black, and after shouting twice, he passed out.

And in all directions, countless white shadows still ignored the danger and flew to die.

"Haha, Yuntian, watch this king help your son be a remnant!" The man in black laughed and yelled at Yun Tian.

"Go back, stop!" , while countless flying spirits are dying, and on the other hand, the beloved son is about to die, and Yun Tian screams heartbreakingly, helpless.

However, there were still countless cultivators who flew away, and in an instant, they died again.

"Ahh

"Stop! At this moment, a weak but loud voice came, and an old farmer with a hoe rushed up from the bottom of the hill as he roared angrily.

At last he couldn't bear it anymore, and the old woman couldn't hold him anymore, so he rushed up, and the old woman also carried a flat pole and chased after him.

Everyone was shocked, and time froze.

A mortal, old man!

And an old woman!

A hoe!

A flat pole!

"Let go of him, let go of the child!" At this time, the old woman no longer stopped the old man, and the husband and wife roared angrily at the same time.

Yun Tian was shocked, and his spiritual power roared: "Hurry up, auntie, it's none of your business, go quickly!"

"Mortals, run!" , countless voices roared.

"Let him go!" However, with this sound, the old man rushed over!

The man in black laughed evilly, and two fists flew out of his body and flew towards the old man and woman.

"You dare!"

"Kill mortals?"

"You dare!"

"Stop!"

Countless angry screams, thousands of cultivators, almost moving in unison, just to stop the fist!

But the fist was fast, where did they have time, "Bang! , the two mortals were far from being close, and they had been beaten to the ground, and their bodies were not left!

"Ahh At the moment, the whole world is crazy!

Thousands of spirits are holding spiritual weapons and killing madly from all sides!

The black-clothed man's whole body was even more white, and his body swelled wildly, standing on the top of the hillside, his body sending out thousands of flying fists, wanting to meet these thousands of attacks.

According to reason, the Jindan cultivator can fight against the two hundred people who gather spirits.

Although thousands of spiritual cultivators are uneven, and most of them are scattered, and there are few gathered spirits, thousands of spiritual powers are flying, how terrifying!

The white shadow collided with the fist, "Bang bang bang!" The heavens and the earth shook!

Thousands of white shadows were shaken away, and the King of Jinpeng was also numb all over, and his feet were sunk deep into the ground.

At the moment of life and death, he no longer had time to take care of Yun Feilong, and the fireball naturally fell to the ground, his inner body twisted and paralyzed, seemingly lifeless, and there was no movement, only a raging flame covered a piece of land.

At this time, thousands of spiritual cultivators held spiritual weapons in their hands, gathered their strength, and with runes and formations, countless golden light spiritual powers attacked at the same time again.

The huge black-clothed body was covered in white light, and immediately raised his palm, supporting a small hillside and a large spiritual power wave shield to resist, and in an instant, the two collided.

"Bang!" , The shield shattered, and thousands of white shadows were shocked again, and the black-clothed giant shadow suddenly knelt down on his knees, and his mouth was spilling blood.

Thousands of Flying Shadows are attacking again......

"Boy, go away, he's crazy!" , In the void, Fan Yanchang's spiritual power roared.

Another voice came to Jin Yanbiao: "You can do it yourself, Lao Tzu is gone, there are three Spirit Sects coming, and there is also the breath of Lingzun, you can do it yourself!

There were several collisions, but more and more people were involved.

King Jinpeng was besieged by thousands of spirits, and was immediately seriously injured, and hurriedly fled with his sword, and in an instant, his body aura disappeared.

"Long'er ......", Shangguan Yue'er hurriedly flew over, picked up Yun Feilong's paralyzed body, choked up so much that he couldn't speak, and almost wanted to fall into a coma.

However, she immediately came back to her senses, sacrificed spiritual power to heal and support, and the other three cultivators also quickly came to help.

In addition to rescuing Yun Feilong, they were like other scattered spirits and spirit gathering stage cultivators, although they had not cultivated into spirit bodies, their whole bodies were full of white light, and the damage to their skin and flesh was rapidly recovering at a speed visible to the naked eye.

There were many cultivators who continued to follow the traces to hunt down the man in black, and there were nearly a thousand cultivators left, who surrounded the cultivators, picking up the broken hoes and poles, and felt infinite guilt and sorrow in their hearts.

A cultivator said: "This husband and wife, locally called them: Hu Han, Tao Gu, middle-aged children, but unfortunately died early; after that, the husband and wife were sad from their hearts, dependent on each other, lonely and self-contained, and rarely talked to others; I really don't want to ...... It's really hard for me to be involved, and I'm ashamed to wait, and this kid is ...... Shame on us!"

"I'm so ashamed that I'm a cultivator in vain!" , countless words of shame immediately sounded.

"It's not your fault, thank you so much! Thank you for the rescue! The situation is urgent, and I'm going to quit!" , Yun Tian arched his hand to the nearly thousand cultivators, his eyes staring at Shangguan Yue'er and the breathless beloved son, his face was extremely sad.

After saying that, he hurriedly flew to help.

"Let's save this kid together!" , someone shouted.

"Yes, yes!" "Hurry! Maybe saved!" , Suddenly, countless excited voices sounded, and nearly a thousand cultivators hurriedly helped.

Their spiritual power cooperated, and thousands of spiritual lights flowed through Yun Feilong's body, working together to restore Yun Feilong's injuries.

Yun Feilong's skin lesions immediately recovered, his fractures healed, his body no longer curled, the flames shrank rapidly, and his weak pulses returned.

The cultivator's recovery power is really strong, not to mention with the help of thousands of spirit marquis, but he still hasn't woken up, and the flames haven't been completely extinguished.

"Thank you, thank you, there are masters nearby, and I hope to let me know!" , Yun Tian thanked him in every way, took a deep breath, and immediately asked each other.

Another cultivator hurriedly said: "There is a Hudun Mountain in front of a hundred miles, there is a magic sound building on the mountain, the main female warbler Nangong Ling, nicknamed Qin Ji, is a famous demon sect, its virtue is highly respected, Hui quality Lan heart, Chang Bo helps the public, helps the poor, can find her to help!" , pointing in the direction.

"Thank you, that's going down", Yun Tian said goodbye to everyone again.

"Don't dare, don't dare, can you let me wait to give you a ride? , many cultivators said in unison.

"That's it, thank you!" , Yuntian replied.

Immediately, thousands of cultivators offered spiritual runes to help the cultivators speed up their flight, and in the sky, thousands of white shadows flew towards Hudun Mountain.