Chapter 106: The Battle of the Protector Sect III

Ouyang Yankun's face was expressionless, and as soon as the jade disc was blocked, as soon as the wind touched his body, it dissipated silently, and the sound of the dragon's groan did not seem to have any effect on it. This mere temptation naturally made it difficult for him. As soon as the dragon's groan fell, and Ouyang Yankun didn't see how to move, his figure suddenly disappeared in place, and when he reappeared, he was only a foot away from Ren Hengzhi, and gently slapped Ren Hengzhi with a palm, and there was a chill in his palm.

Ren Hengzhi's face changed, and he raised his hand to palm Ouyang Yankun without hesitation. However, as soon as he got closer, Ren Hengzhi felt a cold aura like ten thousand years of ice, and drilled wildly into his arm, and in an instant, he felt that his entire arm was unconscious, and there was a trace of extremely strong chill that drilled into his body. A look of horror flashed in Ren Hengzhi's eyes, and his other arm immediately grabbed the void, and a black-colored dagger shot at Ouyang Yankun at a lightning speed.

Ouyang Yankun's hands broke away slightly, withdrew his palm to Ren Hengzhi, and quickly touched the jade plate, a beam of blue light swept out, and the speed of the black ink dagger suddenly slowed down a lot. And Ren Hengzhi took advantage of this to retreat dozens of feet, and said with an ugly face: "Ouyang Daoyou is really a good means!" ”

Although Ouyang Yankun restrained Ren Hengzhi, after all, there were many people in Demon Cloud Ridge, and the monks of the hundred sects were gradually defeated. High in the sky, a series of treasure lights flashed continuously, the sound was shocking, and the "whoosh" light swept around the sky. The battle of more than forty foundation building monks made the entire sky above the Hundred Sects appear in a dazzling treasure light, but behind the dazzling beauty, there was a terrifying horror.

Another wave of thirty foundation building monks from the Demon Cloud Ridge swept out of the light mask, and without the orders of others, they hit the light mask one after another with thunderbolt-like means. Even if there was no Jindan, the joint attack of thirty Zhuji monks, even the Jindan monks would have to avoid it for a while.

Under the Tianshu Peak, the Qi Cultivation Monks of the Hundred Sects gathered, originally there were more than 300 Qi Cultivation Monks in the Hundred Sects, but only eighty percent of them had come to their senses at this time, and the only foundation building monks left, Jiang Tianxin, the head of the sect, glanced at everyone, his face was calm, and he stood in front of him, with a lot of worries in his heart.

At the peak of the Tianshu Peak of Longwang Mountain, on a flat ground in the mist, a huge formation is depicted, countless runes are mixed in the formation, and there are even pieces of blue medium-grade water spirit stones all over the place, with the formation as the center, forming a circle. Intense white light was emerging from the formation, scattering towards the entire Dragon King Mountain, protecting the Hundred Sects from harm. In the center of the formation, seven or eight Qi Cultivation Perfection Cultivators were quickly replacing the spirit stones that had consumed their spiritual energy.

Zhou Moyang stared at the sky, anxious, and hesitated to the extreme. For the hundred sects, he doesn't have deep feelings, but after all, it is his sect. However, once he returns to the sect, if he is defeated, he may have little life, and when the time comes, how can he seek the avenue again.

"A bunch of rubbish!" Suddenly, a serene voice sounded, not loud, but it reached everyone's ears. Ren Hengzhi and the other disciples of Demon Cloud Ridge also looked stunned almost at the same time. And the monks of the Hundred Sects couldn't help frowning slightly.

I saw a circle of ripples formed in the air, and in an instant, a black figure appeared from the ripples, this person was slender, wearing a dark robe, with a gloomy face, and his hands were like eagles. This person thought that he was using some spatial treasure, and he had been hiding there, and at this time, he finally couldn't help but appear. As soon as the man in black appeared, his eyes lightly swept towards the many foundation building monks who were fighting fiercely, and finally stared at Ouyang Yankun, who was not far in front of him, and because of his appearance, he temporarily stopped with Ren Hengzhi.

And Ren Hengzhi was stunned at first, and then bowed to the man in black with a respectful face, and said, "I've seen Senior Brother Yin." Hearing this, the man in black was expressionless, and Ouyang Yankun's pupils shrank instantly, and he stepped back without hesitation. Can you still go? A hint of sarcasm floated at the corner of the black-clothed man's mouth, and he suddenly stretched out a thick, but like a white jade condensed hand, and slapped it at Ouyang Yankun.

In the open ground, a palm of Xu Fangyuan appeared on the top of Ouyang Yankun's head out of thin air, and the latter only had time to block the jade disc on his chest when he saw the palm fanning him like a fly. As soon as the huge palm touched the front of Ouyang Yankun's body, he only heard a muffled snort, Ouyang Yankun's magic treasure jade disc shattered into several pieces in an instant, and Ouyang Yankun was counterattacked, spurting blood from his mouth. All this happened very fast, and everyone couldn't react, just in the blink of an eye, Ouyang Yankun was defeated, and even the magic weapon was destroyed.

"Ancestor!" "Uncle Ouyang!" Several exclamations sounded at the same time, and all the monks of the Hundred Sects almost immediately retreated, put down their opponents, and looked at this scene with dumbfounded eyes, this sad scene. The appearance of the man in black made all the hundred sect sect monks quickly gather together, and Ouyang Yankun stood in front of everyone, his eyes were already wide at this time, glowing with a faint essence.

"I've seen Uncle Yin." At this time, on the side of Moyun Ridge, dozens of foundation-building monks paid homage to the black-clothed man. "Excuse me!" The man in black waved his hand, and then said in a rather dissatisfied tone: "The deity has been watching it for a long time, and I wanted you to hone it again, but who would have expected that it would be a bunch of waste." If you continue to fight like this, when will it be a head. ”

"Uncle Yin taught you a lesson!" Everyone replied in unison. "Okay, you immediately go and break the Seven Arrays, and as for these people, they will be handed over to the deity and Ren Hengzhi." The man in black commanded. "Yes!" Everyone answered again, and then, all the Demon Cloud Ridge Foundation Cultivators saluted the man in black again, and the sword swept towards the Seven Arrays.

On the other side, Ouyang Yankun looked at the man in black solemnly, and said in a low voice: "Everyone, let's go away when we have the chance!" The green mountains left are here, and I am not afraid of no firewood. Everyone nodded with a calm gaze. At this time, I heard the man in black on the other side say coldly: "The deity is here, how can I let you leave!" ”

Then the man in black shouted: "Heaven and earth! Before the words fell, the air trembled for miles as the center of it. A line of thunder and lightning shot out very quickly between his hands, and in the blink of an eye, it shot several miles away, and suddenly changed its direction halfway, turning into arcs, as if forming a wide fishing net, but each line was formed by thunder and lightning, enclosing all the monks of the hundred sects.

The sixty foundation-building monks of the Demon Cloud Ridge had all gathered in front of the light mask, each revealing their means, and one after another attacks that were enough to destroy the 10,000 jin boulder landed on the light mask. "Bang bang bang", Tianshu Peak of Dragon King Mountain, Jiang Tianxin's face sank like water when the man in black appeared, and then, below him, in the huge array, pieces of blue medium-grade spirit stones continued to explode into pieces. In a matter of moments, the color of the white mask more than doubled.

Jiang Tianxin waved his hand, and hundreds of medium-grade spirit stones appeared out of thin air in front of him, and every time one exploded, he immediately replenished them. However, the speed of this reduction made his heart ache, although the hundred sects had accumulated, every medium-grade spirit stone was worth a lot.

Outside the light mask, after a short time, with a piercing scream, a monk finally fell. This scream, like a magic spell, penetrated into the ears of all the foundation building monks, seeing the same sect being destroyed, and even more empathizing with the foundation building monks of the hundred sects, what mental concentration, as if all disappeared, what drifted into the nose was the thick smell of blood, stimulating everyone's hearts.

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