For a while, Zhang Tian coughed up blood and flew out, and the spiritual power of the veins of the Nine Apertures suddenly became disordered.

The Qiankun Banner where he was shaking, and the spiritual power that had been stagnant and difficult to flow before was suddenly much smoother.

It seems that the great array of the Qiankun Banner will be broken in the next moment.

Just as Fang Yang was about to get out of trouble.

"Zheng!"

Just hear the sound of the sword.

Guo Yan's sword slashed across the air, and when the spiritual power surged, the scorching flames flew, like sparks from a silver tree, intercepting the moonlight in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, with another hook and a pick, the moonlight scattered invisible, and finally saved Zhang Tian.

Immediately afterwards, Guo Yan's whole body was full of runes, and his divine power exploded, and he made a few moves with Fang Yang, forcing him back.

His face was pale, and he pointed to the place where he was, the Qiankun flag that was about to fall to the ground.

shouted to the rest of the disciples who had been beaten to the ground by the fat man and Fang Yang before, "You guys go over and hold on!"

Fang Yang stabilized his body and stopped, gasping for breath, his chest rose and fell violently, he was not lightly consumed just a few times.

The situation changed rapidly, as Guo Yan rescued Zhang Tian, the rest of the disciples maintained the Qiankun Banner on Guo Yan's side, and successively instilled spiritual power, and the scene was stabilized by Guo Yan and them.

The situation was critical, and there was no room to wait for his body to calm down.

Fang Yang immediately looked around vigilantly, anxiously thinking of countermeasures.

In just such a short moment, Guo Yan's body suddenly moved, and he rushed straight towards the fat man.

He couldn't subdue Fang Yang alone, instead of entangling with Fang Yang any longer, it was better to simply catch the fat man.

After the fat man's previous hard fight, the spiritual power of the Liuzang place was almost exhausted, and he had no power to resist in the face of the menacing Guo Yan.

There was almost no obstruction, and Guo Yan captured the fat man.

Guo Yan put the sword on the fat man's neck, looked at Fang Yang with cold eyes, and said with a face as heavy as water: "If you don't hand over the things, believe it or not, I will immediately make this fat man a dead fat man!"

"Little Flower!"

Looking at the fat man who was holding the sword around his neck, Fang Yang was anxious.

For as long as Fang Yang can remember, he has never seen his parents, and he was raised in Yunmiao Peak since he was a child.

But without relatives and for no reason, he was also snubbed in Yunmiao Peak.

Except for his master and Senior Sister Chen Su, only the fat man dared to risk his life to save him.

Under the sharp and cold blade, the fat man's thick neck has been leached with traces of blood.

Fang Yang had no doubt that as long as he said a word, the fat man would be wiped his throat immediately.

"Come on, come on, Guo Yan, you are a wretch, you kind of kill the master!"

Although the skin on the neck had been torn open, blood was slowly dripping. But the fat man is stubborn, he just refuses to bow his head, and still shouts with a hard mouth.

"When you die, you still have a hard mouth. ”

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Guo Yan's eyes, and he said coldly: "Do you think I don't dare?"

After saying that, you have to wipe off the fat man's neck.

"Stop! I'll give it to you!"

The fat man is Fang Yang's brother who has played since he was a child, and he can't bear the fate of the fat man dying because of him, even if it is at the cost of the Strange Heavenly Order.

For Fang Yang, although the treasure is touching and difficult to give up, it is not worth mentioning compared to the brothers who can change their lives.

After speaking, Fang Yang untied the ban on the Nasu bag, took out the Strange Heavenly Order, and threw it towards Guo Yan.

Guo Yan took it, looked at the mottled Strange Heavenly Order, and kept groping with his hands.

Feeling the vicissitudes of hundreds of thousands of years, for a while, Guo Yan's heart was surging, and his eyes were hot.

How many people have dreamed of something has finally arrived!

"Hahahaha......"

Guo Yan put down his sword and laughed wantonly.

The fat man sat down on the ground as if deflated.

Seeing that the four ancient flags hanging high in the air had not yet been removed, Fang Yang was furious, and said hatefully: "These are not taken down yet!"

"Want to go?"

Guo Yan came back to his senses and showed a gloomy smile.

Then he said: "I said, hand over the things, you and the fat man can only live one." ”

After speaking, he shouted at Wu Yunsong and the others: "Lock!"

Wu Yunsong and the three of them understood, and in a moment, they evolved the mystery of the inscription array, and when they landed, they unfolded the "lock" array of the Qiankun Banner.

The mystical symbols in the four airs are constantly changing and flickering, floating above Fang Yang's head and around his body.

"I'm really going to kill them all!"

Fang Yang was furious.

Before he could react, his figure suddenly shook.

For a moment, Fang Yang suddenly felt that his Liuzang Gate seemed to be handcuffed with invisible shackles.

Immediately afterwards, the first weather was sealed, the spiritual power could not circulate, and the body was completely frozen, and he did not obey the call at all.

The Qiankun Banner is the personal spiritual treasure of Master Guo Yan's respect for Xie Yannian, and it is a rare magic weapon of Yunmiao Peak, which is infinitely mysterious.

It's just that the formation is incomplete, and the "Three Formations of Qiankun" only have the "Prisoner" Array that imprisons the Void and the "Lock" Array that seals the cultivators.

Guo Yan and his entourage did not cultivate enough, and they were far from being able to exert the power of the Qiankun Banner.

And they can only cast one formation at a time, otherwise with the power of the Qiankun Banner to move mountains and reclaim the sea, and suppress the power of heaven and earth, Fang Yang and them would have been crushed into powder.

Guo Yan's body and heart were combined, pulling the spiritual power of the nine orifices, flowing into the sword body, and shouting: "Sunset!"

A sword broke through the air, raising scorching flames, fluttering and sprinkling, and the night sky seemed to rain fireworks.

"Frost!"

Before a sword arrived, another sword was swung, and the sword qi was vertical and horizontal, and the pear blossoms flew up, like snow drifting.

Guo Yan jumped high with his sword, turned and turned, and flew into the air.

His momentum was like a rainbow, and he rushed towards Fang Yang, full of supernatural runes, and shouted: "Cold flame!"

Just listen to the crackling sound, the firelight, snow and fog are intertwined, and the mind is dizzy!

A cold and enchanting cold flame flower gradually bloomed, and the void buzzed and trembled, and the sound was monstrous!

Feeling the great majesty, the rest of the disciples couldn't help but gasp.

"Oops!"

The fat man who was slumped on the ground felt half cold, and roared loudly: "Fang Yang!"

Fang Yang's face was extremely solemn.

His Liuzang Gate was sealed, unable to absorb spiritual power, and his body was stiffened, like fish meat on a chopping board to be slaughtered.

At the moment of life and death, at the moment when everyone thought that Fang Yang would die.

Fang Yang muttered: "The avenue is unintentional, forget to say it." Quietly cultivate the way, and do not be surprised. Nothing is selfless, selfless and selfless......"

This is the "Taichu Mantra - Pure Heart Formula", which is the most authentic morality of the chaotic world and the avenue of all things.

The sound of the avenue is melodious, deafening, and everyone has palpitations.

As the sound of the avenue soaked his body, Fang Yang suddenly felt comfortable in his body and mind, as if the ancestors in the six Tibets were cheering and resonating.

The flickering mystical symbols around him died down, and the spiritual power outside the void that had been stopped for a long time instantly surged like a tide.

The spiritual power resumed operation, and all of a sudden, only a shout was heard.

"Broken!"

Fang Yang struck a "moon finger" and collided with the cold flame.

There was a boom, a shocking bang, and the explosion sent sand and rocks flying, and dust flying.

Fang Yang was shaken out dozens of meters away, and more than a dozen tree trunks were broken one after another.

After a long time, Fang Yang staggered to his feet.

"Poof......

Fang Yang spat out a few mouthfuls of blood.

Most of the meridians in his body were injured, and the spiritual power in the six Tibetan places was in chaos.

He didn't expect that Guo Yan's unique magic technique of the Great Sun Flame Yang Body, "Cold Flame", would be so terrifying!

Not only is he at his peak, but he can't compete with a "moon finger", but he can also seriously injure himself.

Fortunately, now, the spiritual power can still circulate, taking advantage of this opportunity, Fang Yang hurriedly stabilized the restless spiritual power and urged the Yidi Fu.

With a sweep of his eyes, seeing the fat man running down the mountain, Fang Yang's last worries were gone, and he couldn't help but laugh: "Run faster!"

The fat chicken thief was very good, and when he saw Fang Yang get out of trouble, everyone's attention was on him, and he immediately slipped away.

He lost all his spiritual power, and staying would only be a burden, not only could he not help, but he would also be used by Guo Yan as a threat.

After that, when the dust cleared, I saw that the cracks in the void gradually became smaller, leaving only Fang Yang's words that were gradually moving away.

"Guo Yan, you wait!"

......

When everyone reacted, not only Fang Yang had already disappeared, but the fat man had also disappeared.

Guo Yan's face turned pale, and he said loudly: "Chase!"

The disciples asked, "Chase that?"

"Which one else, Fang Yang!"

Guo Yan said patiently.

After speaking, he instructed the crowd: "A few people chase separately, remember!

Guo Yan was furious, and made such a big battle, not only did he not kill Fang Yang, but also let him run away.

Fortunately, Qi Tianling grabbed it, if he let his master's plan be aborted......

Guo Yan felt a chill down his spine, and he didn't dare to think about it, for fear that it would not be enough for him to die a hundred times.

Yun Miao Peak is a spiritual mountain hanging high in the sky, and cultivators below the Awakening Yuan Realm cannot fly in the sky, so they can only ride a flying spirit beast down the mountain, and the earth change talisman and teleport cannot be too far.

If Fang Yang hid in Yunmiao Peak, there were thousands of large and small peaks in Yunmiao Peak, and Guo Yan wanted to find him, it would really be like looking for a needle in a haystack.

But Fang Yang had already become a traitor to the killer, and Yun Miao Peak had no place for him, as long as he intercepted him at the beast control pen, Fang Yang would be unable to fly.

Thinking of this, Guo Yan chased down the mountain.

Not only did Guo Yan not expect it, but even Fang Yang didn't expect it.

Before, the Yidi Fu was suppressed by the power of the Qiankun Banner's Void Imprisonment as if it was about to disintegrate, and the runes were worn out a little, and the formation cast was a little disordered.

When the space was torn apart, the void was misplaced, and it was no longer known where it was teleported.