Chapter 105: The Battle of the Protector Sect II

"Whoosh ......" As soon as the magic cloud order came out, dozens of rays of light shot out from the sky, looking at its speed, they were all foundation building monks. Zhou Moyang's heart was beating wildly, and he hurriedly fell from the top of the tree, and used the Hidden Soul Technique and the Breathing Technique to restrain his breath with his best efforts.

Those dozens of rays of light came extremely quickly, and in the blink of an eye, Zhou Moyang clearly felt that at least more than fifty waves swept over his body. Fortunately, no one noticed him, and they all swept over it extremely quickly, and once the Demon Cloud Order came out, there was no room for recovery.

Jiang Chengyou's face sank, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and his voice resounded like a roar in the Hundred Sects, "All disciples listen to orders, and disciples in the Qi cultivation period are not allowed to go out of the Seven Quarters Array." At the moment of life and death, I hope that all the disciples and the sect will guard the sect and protect my territory. "Many disciples of the Hundred Sects have changed their faces. The big war, suddenly!

A huge ball of thunder light was born from Qin Shihuang's hand and smashed into the light mask, with a loud "boom", the white light mask swayed, and the ripples were huge, opening the curtain of this battle. Jiang Chengyou said angrily: "Qin Shihuang, don't think that you have the late cultivation of Jindan, this sect is afraid of you, but you dare to fight with this sect!" "Haha, why don't you dare!" Qin Shihuang laughed.

In an instant, the figures of the two were in the air, turning into two rays of lightning, and they disappeared in a flash. After a while, I saw that far away from Longwang Island, the two black dots were very clear, like stars. Jiang Chengyou led Qin Shihuang away, which made the tense atmosphere in the entire Dragon King Mountain suddenly relax by half.

"This seat, Ouyang Yankun, temporarily takes the responsibility of the sect master. Order, all the foundation building disciples, quickly gathered in front of the Tianshu Peak Scripture Pavilion. Immediately after, a solemn voice reached everyone's ears. You are all in the same door, life and death, only by working together can we turn danger into a disaster. As soon as the words fell, on the Dragon King Mountain, more than a dozen winds sounded for a while. At the foot of Dragon King Mountain, all the Qi cultivation disciples who were still awake picked up their injured fellow disciples and walked towards Tianshu Peak.

Not long after, the sixty foundation-building monks of the Demon Cloud Ridge, all with their swords in the air, appeared outside the light mask, and a faint coercion spread from their bodies. The leader was a middle-aged man with an expressionless face, different from the other foundation building monks, standing in the air, dressed in black, and his aura was obviously more calm than the others.

Everyone volleyed their swords in the air, staring faintly at the Dragon King Mountain in the light mask, and no one was in a hurry to make a move. After a while, more than a dozen sounds of "whoosh" broke the air in a row, and flew directly out of the light mask, opposing the demon cloud ridge and his party.

The leader was naturally Ouyang Old Ancestor, his eyes slightly widened, and his hair fluttered with anger. On either side of him, there were sixteen foundation building monks, including the two elders of the Ouyang family, with solemn expressions on their faces. Ouyang Ancestor, who was in the lead, swept his gaze towards the other party's team of foundation building monks who were several times larger than himself, and finally landed on the middle-aged man in black clothes, gradually calming down his anger, his voice was flat, and he said without a trace of waves: "Ren Daoyou, I haven't seen you for a few years, I can't imagine that in such a short time, you have taken refuge in Moyunling and become a lackey." ”

"Ouyang Daoyou, this is not a gift from you, Ren is still grateful. It's just that now that the two sects are fighting, it's not the time to fight, and I hope Ouyang Daoyou understands. Ren Hengzhi was expressionless and replied lightly. The rest of the monks in Demon Cloud Ridge didn't react, they all lived for more than a hundred years, and they had seen a lot of such things.

"Okay, good, I don't know how much Ren Daoyou's cultivation will recover? Since this battle cannot be avoided, let's fight. Hehe, this old bone has not been touched for many years. Don't let the old man down! Ouyang Yankun's eyes suddenly revealed a hint of essence.

"Wait!" Ren Hengzhi raised his hand and glanced at the monks of the hundred sects, although most of the other party had a look of anger, he still smiled slightly, with a sense of modesty, and said slowly: "Fellow Daoists, it takes great perseverance and opportunity for us to cultivate to such a realm, and to endure great hardships in order to be able to reach the current realm step by step from a low-level cultivator." For ordinary people, you are no different from immortals today. ”

"What exactly do you want to play? What do you do with so much nonsense, if you want to fight, you will fight! Ouyang Yankun said angrily. Hehe, don't worry, wait for Ren to finish speaking, it's not too late to fight. Ren Hengzhi suddenly chuckled and said, "If you really fight to the death, no matter how cautious you are, it will be difficult to protect yourself. At that time, even if there is a legendary reincarnation, I'm afraid that no one will be able to guarantee that they will be able to recover their memories and achieve success, right? ”

"Oh? Listen to you, do you want to kill yourself? Ouyang Yankun laughed when he heard this. Ouyang Daoyou smiled. You should know what it means. I can guarantee that as long as you can throw yourself into my Demon Cloud Ridge, you will definitely treat each other with courtesy and accept it wholeheartedly. Ren Hengzhi said with a smile, his gaze lingering on every monk of the Hundred Sects.

Hearing this, Ouyang Yankun's eyes lit up, and he laughed again, "With a dog with your surname Ren, you can also make a guarantee." The matter of betraying the sect is a taboo in the sect, even if you become a member of your Demon Cloud Ridge, I am afraid that it will not be truly accepted, and it will be spurned by the monks of the world. This kind of thing can only be done by you waiting for the remnants of the Samsara Sect. The smile on Ren Hengzhi's face gradually stiffened. The monks of the Hundred Sects still didn't understand that the war was coming, and they all glanced left and right at the moment, their eyes showing vigilance.

Far away, Zhou Moyang couldn't hear the conversation of those people at all, he hid in the woods, and his heart was uneasy. At this time, although the war was not completely launched, it was already ready to be sent and had to be launched. In the Hundred Sects, under the Tianshu Peak, hundreds of disciples who had not yet built a foundation gathered together. The disciples turned pale, and their expressions were full of panic.

A moment later, in the distance, an angry roar smashed to the ground with a strong momentum, "Demon Cloud Disciple, don't do it yet, let alone when!" "It's that Qin Shihuang's voice." Do it! Divided into two waves, one wave of attack and protection formation, and one wave against the enemy. Ren Hengzhi frowned slightly, and then snorted coldly.

In an instant, the sixty Demon Cloud Ridge Foundation Building Cultivators were divided into two groups, each with a glittering brilliance in their hands, and their momentum soared. "Everyone, be careful!" Ouyang Old Ancestor said in a deep voice, his hand shook, and his latest magic weapon, an ancient jade disc, appeared in front of him, and the runes in it were like life slowly wriggling on it. The rest of the hundred sect cultivators were naturally prepared, and more than a dozen flying swords screamed, and one after another colorful spiritual weapons stood out.

"Water Dragon!" Ren Hengzhi pinched his fingers first, and in front of him, there was a sound of tide, and the water ripples spread out in the air, and suddenly, a huge dragon head made of water condensed drilled out of the water lines. Although the dragon's head is made of water, it has distinct scales and armor, tiger whiskers and antlers, which is extremely real, and the huge body is like life and swept towards the direction of the monks of the hundred sects.

"Roar!" Suddenly, the water dragon opened its mouth, and a dragon's groan shook the heavens and the earth, as if through the dome, the mountains shook, and the sky and clouds surged. This dragon chant has a wide range, mainly concentrated on more than a dozen foundation-building monks of the Hundred Sects. The dragon's roar brought a strong wind and swept towards everyone in the Hundred Sects.

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