"Qiankun Bell!!"

Yang He and Li San's faces changed drastically, but it was already too late, whether it was the injured people of Jiuli Palace or the people of Wuliang Gate, they were all trapped in it.

Everyone in the Infinite Gate scolded, and they all took out the heavenly spirit-level magic soldiers to bombard the translucent golden bell, trying to get rid of the blockade of the Qiankun Bell, however, except for the clanging collision sound, the Qiankun Bell did not move at all!

"Sure enough, it's true!"

Zhao Lin's figure suddenly appeared in mid-air, and when he saw that the person of the Infinite Gate in the Qiankun Bell was really a Heavenly Spirit-level magic soldier, his eyes lit up, and Sun Qian immediately appeared, and his eyes were also shining.

"Zhao Lin, Sun Qian!"

Li San shouted angrily, a pitch-black battle axe flashed out in his hand, and he stomped on his feet, turning into a black wind and killing the two of them.

"Nine Rank Heavenly Spirit Magic Soldier!"

Zhao Lin and Sun Gan's expressions were shocked, and they didn't dare to resist hard, like Li San, a seven-rank mixed yuan Daluo Jin Immortal, was enough to release all the power of the Nine Rank Heavenly Spirit Magic Soldier, if it was hard to resist, it wouldn't take much advantage at all.

"Li San, you deal with Sun Qian, Zhao Lin will hand it over to me!"

Yang He snorted coldly, and also summoned a nine-rank magic soldier, and the green clouds went straight up, and the sword light pointed directly at Zhao Lin.

"You're really a salted fish!" Zhao Lin sneered; "He even has a nine-rank heavenly spirit mage!"

"Zhao Lin, apart from this Qiankun Bell, I see what you can do to stop me!"

The Nine Rank Heavenly Spirit Magic Soldier in Yang He's hand danced like the wind, the sword was crisp and neat, and the offensive was like a wolf and a tiger.

Zhao Lin snorted coldly, but he really took out a Heavenly Spirit-level long sword, but it was only a third-grade, although it could temporarily block Yang He, but it couldn't last too long, and Li San and Sun Gan were there, Sun Gan had the advantage, on the cultivation of Sun Gan was an eight-rank mixed Yuan Daluo Jin Immortal, a section higher than Li San, and the one in his hand was also an eight-rank Heavenly Spirit-level magic soldier, on the whole, Sun Gan was slightly better, plus Li San was originally more impulsive, although the offensive was fierce, but it was not as flexible as Sun Gan, just fighting for a while, The situation is almost settled.

But at this moment, two or three figures came speeding from afar.

"Senior brother, we'll help you!"

The three inner disciples of Jiuli Palace are all in the realm of the Mixed Yuan Daluo Golden Immortal, although they are all about three or four stages, but joining at this time is tantamount to adding wings to Sun Qian and Zhao Lin.

After a moment of fighting, the situation on Li San's side was a little bad, and he was beaten and retreated, so angry that Li San kept roaring, but it was not of much use.

The pressure on Yang He's side is even more significant, except for Zhao Lin, who was originally in the realm of the Nine-Rank Mixed Yuan Great Luo Golden Immortal, the other two inner disciples who joined were both Fourth-Rank Mixed Yuan Great Luo Golden Immortals, and there were also five-rank Heavenly Spirit Magic Soldiers in their hands to help.

"Immeasurable Hand!!"

Yang He saw that the situation was not very good for him, so the Nine Rank Heavenly Spirit Magic Soldier waved suddenly, and even with an immeasurable hand, he pushed away.

"Carving insect skills!"

Zhao Lin sneered, his right leg swept suddenly, the hurricane roared, only a bang was heard, the air waves were rolling, and Yang He's immeasurable hand was beaten down.

"Yang He, your immeasurable hands, you haven't practiced at home!" Zhao Lin grinned and said, "This power is only the fifth!?" ”

Yang He snorted coldly: "The power of your Li Feng leg is not very good!" ”

"Average!" Zhao Lin's face was calm: "I don't think you need to make these little tricks, I heard that your Xingyun Thirty-six Sword has been practiced to the twenty-first move, it is better to take a look, let's open our eyes!" ”

Yang He's face was indifferent, this Nebula Thirty-six Sword was his trick, although the power was amazing, but once it was released, it could not be interrupted, it needed to be done in one go, and what was even more troublesome was that once it was released, he probably had no mana to fight.

If it was one-on-one, Yang He was confident that he would win Zhao Lin, but with two more fourth-stage Mixed Yuan Daluo Jin Immortals, the situation would be different.

"Since you don't plan to use the Nebula Thirty-Six Sword, you might as well try mine!"

As soon as Yang He's hand moved, the Heavenly Spirit Law Sword was suspended in the palm of his hand, and then it spun, and the rotation speed became faster and faster, causing the surrounding air to constantly stir and the breeze to rise.

"Jiuli Duanyuan! Go! ”

With a snort, the Heavenly Spirit Sword in Yang He's hand, wrapped in a hurricane, swept towards Yang He.

Yang He frowned, his body kept beating, and the Heavenly Spirit Magic Sword followed closely behind, rolling up thousands of winds.

"Immeasurable shift!"

Suddenly, I saw Yang He sneer, froze in place, his body shook, but suddenly called out to an inner disciple beside Zhao Lin, the Nine Rank Heavenly Spirit Sword trembled, and the sword light pointed directly at Zhao Lin.

"Get out of the way!"

Zhao Lin shouted, bursts of blue light exploded all over his body, and directly forced Yang He back.

"Yang He, I really underestimated you!" Zhao Lin's face was hideous: "I even learned your immeasurable gate moving supernatural powers!" ”

The corners of Yang He's mouth grinned: "It seems that your treatment in Jiuli Palace is also good, and there is even an immortal weapon on your body!" ”

Although there was a smile on his face, Yang He's right hand holding the sword just now was in pain, and it was not very timely to withdraw just now, but he was hit by the blue light on the back of his hand, and the pain pierced his heart, and he finally recovered.

I heard Yang He say with a strange face: "As for you, who has fine skin and tender meat, you can't have an affair with some elder, right!?" ”

Zhao Lin's eyes narrowed slightly: "You are looking for death!?" ”

"I'm just talking about it, don't take it seriously!" The corners of Yang He's mouth grinned: "Or, is it really right for me to say!?" ”

Zhao Lin's eyes were full of cold light, and his body flickered, and he killed the past directly, to say that he was not angry, of course it was impossible, you know, everyone hates people who make things up, and he didn't expect that this true disciple of the immeasurable sect would be so credible.

Zhao Lin was angry, and when he went up, he attacked directly, and the two inner disciples behind him wanted to go up to help, but they were stopped by Zhao Lin: "Don't come here, I must pinch this bed bug to death today!" ”

Yang He was secretly happy in his heart, when he came to participate in the sect trial, he had already figured out Zhao Lin's temper, the most sensitive thing was the relationship between him and his master, I don't know if it was true or not, anyway, there was some negative news in Jiuli Palace, that is, this Zhao Lin was selling his position, and his master was an old and ugly woman, and her methods were very cruel, and her nickname was dominatrix.

Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent can one not be defeated in a hundred battles, Yang He's mouth cannon is right.

After a moment of fighting, Zhao Lin was directly withdrawn by Yang Hezhen, and the direction he went to was exactly where the two inner disciples were, and when he saw Yang He's eyes flashing, his heart suddenly burst into applause.

Nebula Thirty-Six Swords!

Whew!

Suddenly, Yang He's body changed, turning into twenty phantoms, and after surrounding the three of them, he saw that the figure Huo Ran was closed, and the twenty-one sword lights disappeared in a flash!

Two screams rang out at the same time, and the two inner disciples, covered with sword wounds, and bleeding from their mouths, fell to the ground, however, although Zhao Lin was also hit, he had an immortal magic weapon to protect his body, but his clothes were broken, and there was nothing wrong with them, and he looked at Yang He with a solemn look.

Yang He's face suddenly became ugly, the mana of that move just now was basically used, and it was really troublesome now.

……

Boom! Boom!

The two figures fell to the ground, bleeding from their mouths, and barely got up, their eyes full of gloom.

"How good am I for the two of you!" Sun Qian smiled gloomily, and slowly fell from mid-air with Zhao Lin and Bai Yuan: "It turns out that it's just like that!" ”

Li San and Yang He both suffered a lot of injuries, but fortunately, they had immeasurable power to protect their bodies, but they would not be injured at all, but at the moment, this situation was terrible for the immeasurable gate.

"By the way, didn't you say that there is also a true disciple!?" Sun Qian sneered: "Jin Dan period cultivation, I'm afraid I'm afraid I've been scared and hid a long time ago!?" ”

Looking around, Sun Qian shouted: "Little bastard in the Jindan period, get out!" ”

As soon as the words fell, three figures really appeared in front of him, it was Chen Yang and the other two female disciples.

Everyone's eyes were focused on Chen Yang's body, and when they saw Chen Yang carrying a small cage in his hand, and there were several spirit phoenix butterflies flying in it, Sun Gan laughed fiercely, and suddenly killed Chen Yang.

Well!?

Chen Yang raised his eyebrows and waved his big hand!

Woohoo!

Above Chen Yang's head, hundreds of long swords suddenly appeared, full of colors, dazzling and abnormal, and all the tips of the swords were aimed in the direction of Sun Qian, once they rushed in, they would definitely pierce the heart!

My day!

Sun Qian almost fell to the ground, looked up, and was dumbfounded.

"Immortal, immortal artifact !!??"