"Boom"

Several more purple lightning rays fell, and the sound of explosions rang out one after another, and several small purple flags shattered. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The purple mist on the golden light curtain suddenly surged in all directions, unable to condense any longer, and the small mouth that had just been broken gradually closed again.

"What's going on?"

Everyone on the stone platform was furious and looked sideways.

I saw that in the middle of the air not far away, a black shadow was flying up.

"It's a guardian puppet, ready to attack!" Zhao Jian frowned and shouted loudly.

As soon as everyone on the stone platform sacrificed their magic weapons, dozens of purple lightning and dozens of flame spears smashed down towards everyone in mid-air.

For a while, a flash of inspiration appeared in mid-air, and various colored halos came and went!

Immediately afterward, dozens of three-headed lion eagle puppets with wings on their backs flew down from the sky and swooped down towards the people on the stone platform.

On the three lion and eagle puppets, there were also dozens of golden-armored warriors sitting on them, wielding golden swords in their hands, slashing down towards everyone on the stone platform.

"It's all Heavenly Rank Late Stage puppets!" exclaimed a disciple of the Leaving Dust Sect in a loud voice.

As soon as the three lion eagle puppets fell, the blood on the three heads opened at the same time, and purple lightning, flames, and wind blades gushed out at the same time, converging into dozens of three-color tornadoes three feet high, crisscrossing each other, intertwining and attacking everyone.

Several disciples of the Lichen Sect united, and the magic weapon in their hands flashed, creating a purple wall of electricity about ten zhang high, blocking the three-color tornado.

There was a "bang" sound.

The three-color tornado slammed into the purple wall of electricity, and immediately tore frantically.

The purple electric wall "snorted", and the electric light was magnificent, which could block the three-color tornado.

At this moment, from the other side of the purple electric wall, another three-colored tornado swept in, echoing the previous tornado, pulling and tearing each other frantically, tearing the purple wall into pieces.

A disciple of the Lichen Sect didn't have time to retreat, and was immediately pulled into it by two tornadoes, grinding and squeezing it into a puddle of minced meat.

"Forge the Sword Formation!" "The Young Master of Cloud Chasing shouted as he urged the cyan long sword to slash at a golden-armored warrior.

After hearing this, the disciples of the Cloud Chasing Sword Sect immediately formed several three-talent sword formations in groups of three, based on the "heaven, earth and people".

This sword formation is formed by three people, and when they are scattered, they defend each other, and when they are combined, they are extremely powerful, and it is a basic sword formation that is both offensive and defensive.

As soon as the sword array was formed, it broke through three dragon scrolls one after another, knocking back several three lion eagle puppets.

However, before these cloud-chasing disciples could be happy, even a few golden-armored warriors jumped up from the backs of the three lion and eagle puppets, completely ignoring the sword array attack, and plunged headlong into the sword formation, killing or seriously injuring the disciple in the center at the cost of shattering and dying.

The disciples located in it are the core of the Sancai Sword Formation, and once they lose their combat power, the Sword Formation will be immediately broken.

"Impossible! How can these puppets without spiritual wisdom know the way to break the formation?" Mo was shocked, and the Quartet True Thunder Formation of the disciples of the Lichen Sect was also frustrated one after another.

The situation of the Dark Demon Clan is also not optimistic, their demonic attacks have limited impact on the puppets, and they have lost some of their advantages in the battle, although they are physically strong, they are still forced to retreat again and again.

The formation could not play a role, the strength of the puppets was extremely strong, and all these forces fell into passivity, and they were expelled from the vicinity of the golden barrier one by one.

Zhao Jian's long halberd slashed down vertically, and the blazing white light on it made a great effort, directly beating a golden warrior with a knife into two pieces.

His eyes flashed, his gaze swept around the battlefield, and a purple shadow suddenly caught his eye.

"Hmph, I see!" Zhao Jian said in a cold voice.

With that, its figure blurred for a while, flashing one after another on the stone platform, and swept straight towards the innermost of the three lion and eagle puppets.

"Death!"

Zhao Jian let out a loud cry in his mouth, and the black and white light on the halberd in his hand flashed, and suddenly stabbed out in front of him.

Ziling was half-sitting on the back of the three-headed lion eagle puppet, her eyes closed.

She felt a strong spiritual power coming, immediately opened her eyes, and in a shock, she shot a purple light in front of her, but her body flew backwards.

At the same time, the puppet under him raised its three heads, and a three-color tornado immediately swept out.

With a loud "bang", the three-color tornado and purple mangs immediately shattered before the tip of Zhao Jian's halberd.

Zhao Jian snorted coldly, waved the halberd in his hand, and once again bullied himself and fought with Ziling.

Without Ziling's command and control, the combat power of those gold-armored warriors and puppet beasts immediately declined, and they could no longer accurately destroy the magic circles laid by the various forces, and under the attack of the disciples of the four directions, they were quickly defeated and retreated.

Mo Mi Repentance and Gu Shiluo also found a problem, and ordered their respective teams to continue to slaughter the puppets, while their bodies moved to outflank them from the left and right, and together with Zhao Jian, surrounded Ziling in the center.

Ziling was surrounded by the three of them in the center, but there was no fear on her immature face, but she looked at the three people with a look of sarcasm.

"What's going on, Brother Zhao, isn't this person a disciple of your Qinglan Holy Land?" Mo Qiregret asked Zhao Jian with a puzzled look on his face.

"Who are you, and why are you able to drive the guardian puppets here?" Zhao Jian stared at Ziling and asked in a cold voice.

Ziling didn't answer his words, but his eyes wandered around the puppet on the stone platform that was retreating and shattering, gradually revealing a hint of determination.

"Hmph, shameless rats, roosters and dog thieves, even dare to worry about the treasures in the fairy womb. With me here, you don't want to step into the Baoyue Palace again, and I will let you be buried with Kunlun. Ziling said with a sneer.

With that, purple runes appeared on his cheeks and arms one after another, and the purple light on his limbs and torsos shone brightly, reflecting his skin almost transparently.

The spiritual power coming out of his body fluctuated violently and was extremely unstable, as if it was about to explode at any moment.

"It's not good, she's going to burn all the jade!" Zhao Jian frowned and shouted, and stepped back first.

Mo Mi Repentance and Gu Shiluo also reacted very quickly, and quickly retreated backwards, directly outside the stone platform.

The people on the stone platform couldn't react for a while, and no one retreated.

"Die!" Ziling said, the purple light on her body was so bright that it was about to burst.

However, at this moment, a soft white light filtered down from the sky, covering Ziling's body, quickly calming down her originally extremely unstable spiritual power fluctuations.

Ziling looked up at the figure bathed in soft white light, with excitement on his face, and muttered in a trembling voice: "Master......"

I saw that the white light was shining there, and a huge white lotus flower appeared out of thin air, and Yan Luo was wearing an aqua blue palace dress, standing on it.

The black silk on his head is lightly pulled, and a white jade hairpin is fixed on the back of his head, and the face of the country and the city is overwhelmed, the nose of Qiong is towering, and the cherry lips are slightly opened, as if it is finely carved, and there is no flaw to be found.

The clothes on his body are turned over, the horns are flying, and against the background of the white giant flowers, he is like a fairy of the Nine Heavens, showing a dusty temperament that ordinary people absolutely do not have.

On the stone platform, almost everyone forgot their movements and looked up at Yanluo.

"Treasure Flower...... Holy Ancestor ......" Kushro said in a low voice with a complicated expression on his face.

When the rest of the dozen or so Dark Demon Clansmen heard this, their faces suddenly changed drastically.

"Holy Ancestor, do you still respect me as an ancestor?" Yan Luo's gaze was very calm, swept over those people, and asked without any emotion.

"Holy ...... Holy Ancestor Forgiveness ......"

The group of Black Demon Clansmen suddenly trembled, shouted in their mouths, and fell to the ground one after another.

"You'll talk about that later. Yan Luo said a word, the magic trick in his hand pinched, the light flashed in the void in front of him, and a colorful tree branch appeared in his hand out of thin air.

"Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree!" said Kushro with a soft snort.

Zhao Jian's eyes flashed, and he also stared at the branch.

Yan Luo lightly carried the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree in his hand, and with a random wave, the top of the branch immediately lit up with a colorful light.

I saw that on the ground under the Black Demon Clan, a huge seven-petal colored lotus suddenly bloomed, wrapped it all, and filled it all in.

Then the color lotus flashed, and disappeared along with the black demon people.

"This is a Saint-Rank powerhouse!"

In the crowd, someone suddenly shouted.

The disciples of the Three Holy Lands felt the fluctuation of the aura coming from Yan Luo's body, and they immediately panicked, and the noise above the stone platform suddenly became loud.

I don't know who got up and fled under the stone platform, except for Zhao Jian and a few others, the disciples of the three holy lands jumped off the stone platform one after another, and fled in all directions.

Yan Luo's eyebrows raised slightly, and after glancing around those people, the colorful light on his body was great, and one hand moved one after another in the void, and a three-layer ring forbidden magic circle suddenly appeared in the sky above Baoyue Palace.

I saw a white light projected down from the magic circle, reflecting on all the disciples of the Holy Land.

The moment these people were illuminated by the white light, they seemed to evaporate, and suddenly disappeared out of thin air.

After everyone had disappeared, Yan Luo's raised hand was lowered, with a tired look on his face.

His gaze turned to Ziling, and he beckoned lightly to him.

......

In the Kunlun Holy Ruins, in an unknown space.

On the ground of an altar, a burst of white light suddenly lit up, and circles of magic circle runes emerged.

Immediately after, one after another figures staggered out of the magic circle, and they were the disciples who had disappeared from the three holy places just now.

After Zhao Jian appeared, the halberd in his hand immediately lit up with black and white light, blocking in front of him.

His figure turned slightly, and when he looked around, he saw that all of them seemed to be on a large circular altar, surrounded by a pitch-black void, and nothing could be seen.

Around the altar, eight white jade pillars carved with bewitching flowers were erected, directly connecting into the black void above, and it was impossible to see how high.

"This ...... What kind of place is this?"

Someone in the crowd asked, his voice trembling a little, looking very afraid.

In today's situation, naturally no one will answer him, and everyone is watching on guard against the guardian puppets that may appear at any time. (To be continued.) )