The bowstring sounded, and two silver arrows flew out again, and the silver arrows were vague in the air, and they actually turned into two silver spears dozens of zhang long.

The two yellow-robed men wore silver crowns, their expressions were wooden, their faces and figures were simply ordinary, even their clothes were ordinary, and pieces of runes were circulating endlessly on their bodies, each carrying a dark golden longbow, an ancient quiver hanging from their waists, and a black unsheathed long sword on their backs.

The movements of the people are uniform, the shadow of the arrow has just left the string, the silver light in the hand flashed, and there was an extra silver arrow again, holding the bow and arrows, the arrows were like meteors, and in the blink of an eye, the people had already shot their own arrows.

Hearing the roaring wind, the great man in purple armor couldn't help but turn his head to look over, the brilliance flashed in the turquoise pupils, and he saw the appearance of the two yellow-robed men at a glance across the interval of more than 10,000 zhang, and his eyes couldn't help but show a little surprise and jealousy, and murmured: "Yellow Turban Lux? ”

Moved by his heart, the tiger's head silver shield that turned into a huge size of acres flashed and blocked in front of him.

The two spears flashed and collided with the silver shield together, and with a loud bang, there were actually fine cracks on the silver shield, but the spears also burst open, turning into dozens of flying arrows, which spiritually bypassed the silver shield, and swirled and shot at the purple armored great.

The face of the purple armored great man changed greatly, and with a wave of the sleeves of his robe, a ball of golden flame flew out of the sleeve, and with a thunderclap, it turned into a thick golden wall, blocking the front of the flying arrows.

There was another loud bang, and the two silver spears collided with the tiger's head shield again, and the tiger's head shield was shining with silver light, and it expanded and contracted violently.

Immediately after, two silver spears flew from a distance, and hit the silver shield for the second time, the silver shield shattered, and pieces of magic weapon fragments and silver arrows scattered and fluttered.

In the sound of Ding Dingdang, in an instant, hundreds of silver arrows and many fragments of magic weapons were shot on the golden wall.

This wall is only the condensation of the true yuan mana of the Purple Armor Great Man, and the tightness is not even comparable to the Tiger Head Great Shield, and it shatters in an instant, and the silver arrows shoot towards the Purple Armored Great Man without hindrance.

At this moment's moment of respite, there was already an ancient bronze mirror shrouded in a faint golden light in the hand of the great man in purple armor, the mirror surface was shiny, and the reverse side was depicted with mysterious runes, inlaid with more than ten unknown golden spars.

The bronze mirror flickered left and right, and a dazzling golden light flew out of the mirror, completely blocking the figure of the great man in purple armor behind the golden light.

R1292

Seventy sword qi is like a rainbow

Without the control of the great man of purple armor, the speed of the treasure umbrella was a little slower, and with this respite, the disciples of the Wuwei Sect Fan wildly with their wings, far away from the treasure umbrella.

"Hmph, you've already offered two immortal talismans, and this immortal is welcome!

The great man of purple armor said coldly, stretched out his hand and pointed at the treasure umbrella, the purple light flashed, and the treasure umbrella spun and soared into the sky, and actually flew in the direction of the location of the two yellow turban wrestlers.

With this bronze mirror to protect themselves, although the two Yellow Turban wrestlers are like arrows, they can't do anything about the purple armor greats.

The disciples of Wuwei Sect pondered for a moment, the sleeves of their robes were raised, and small black swords swam out of their sleeves...... In an instant, a black sword river appeared on the edge of the sky, flying towards the purple armored great man.

However, there was a flash of white light around the disciple of the Wuwei Sect, and he suddenly hid without a trace.

At the same time, the two Yellow Turban wrestlers who never left each other flickered, one left and one right, and flew away in the distance, and even did not forget to draw their bows and arrows to suggest attacking again and again.

Although the treasure mirror in the hand of the Purple Armor Great Man can block the flying arrows, it cannot collect the flying arrows, and it is impossible to make the Yellow Turban Lux have no arrows in his hand.

However, the speed of the umbrella was a few points faster than that of the Yellow Turban Lux, and in an instant, it was not thousands of feet away from a Yellow Turban Warrior in the middle.

This yellow turban wrestler suddenly put away the longbow in his hand, pulled out the long sword on his back with his backhand, held the sword in both hands, and his figure flickered, and he actually went towards the umbrella.

In addition to this arc, there are unexpected thunderballs, thunderballs of various colors are as large as attics, and small ones are also like buckets.

All kinds of thunder and lightning are intertwined, row upon row, wide across the entire sky, and the strong smell is far away for millions of miles, and the momentum is so great that even the Golden Immortals and Demon Lords who have advanced for many years may also look at it.

However, despite the lightning in the sky and the thunder shaking the sky, the disciples of the Wuwei Sect did not even sacrifice the magic weapon.

The only change is that the jet-black dragon scales on the body have turned into a golden color.

The disciples of the Wuwei Sect Academy had already converted all the healthy true elements in their bodies into golden spiritual power, as if they were not resisting the thunder tribulation, but bearing the baptism of heavenly thunder.

On the back of his left hand, there were dazzling thunderbolts bouncing continuously.

The thunder and lightning that had not entered the Dharma Body of the disciples of the Wuwei Sect Academy, in addition to helping him wash his muscles, also surged towards the Taiyin Hao Yuan Stone.

Just now, when the power of yin and yang in the disciples of Wuwei Gate Academy converged, the strong spiritual power had nowhere to vent, and tried to force the power of yin and yang into the Taiyin Hao Yuan Stone, but unexpectedly, not only did it fill the spiritual power of the Taiyin Hao Yuan Stone, but it was actually found that under the bombardment of the power of Yin and Yang, there was still a lot of room for expansion in the storage of the Taiyin Hao Yuan Stone.

The current Taiyin Hao Yuan Stone, the talent tone of storing spiritual power has completely reached a new height, so that the talent tone of absorbing and devouring thunder and lightning will definitely increase.

This is also the advancement speed of the disciples of the Wuwei Sect Academy, far exceeding that of ordinary monks, and it is difficult to advance for thousands of years and tens of thousands of years, the power of thunder and lightning in this Taiyin Hao Yuan Stone is probably in deficit all year round, and this uninterrupted compensation for the spiritual power is a burden.

Outside Futu Mountain, thousands of monks are lax in all directions, some are in groups, some are independent, with different expressions, or look at the sky and let their imaginations fly, or whisper and talk about colorful!

"Tut-tut, seven-colored heavenly thunder, this is unheard of!"

"What's so rare about this, when did you ever hear that someone was in the Futu Mountain?"

"Weird, this is clearly like a thunderstorm that broke the great realm, but the older generation of Zhou knows that he is now a Golden Immortal Monk?"

"How can you confess that this is the old generation of Zhou who is in the catastrophe? I have heard that the old generation of Zhou has a few three-headed and six-armed Liuhe beasts, and even a juvenile Xuanfeng, maybe it is one of them who is now crossing the catastrophe? ”

"I think it's very likely that the old generation of Zhou is attacking the bottleneck of the middle-level golden immortals, such a huge thunder tribulation is not like the advanced first-level golden immortals can be caused?"

"What, Fu Mou can rumor that Lingyin Zen Master seems to be about to hit the bottleneck recently, maybe this seven-colored heavenly thunder was caused by Lingyin Zen Master when he crossed the tribulation."

"Brother Fu is right, the Buddhist exercises are a little unusual, it seems that only the Lingyin Zen Master is physically strong, and he is not afraid of the effect of this Yuan Magnetic Power!"

"No matter which older generation it is, as long as it advances to success, it is always a great joy for my human race!"

"I think when this Jade Void Palace will be admitted as a disciple is the greatest joy of my human race!"

"Listen to Brother Liu, do you want to worship under the old generation of Zhou?"

"Why, can't you?"

"Hey, hey!"

"What do you mean, do you think that Liu has no qualifications to worship in the Jade Void Palace?"

"Hehe, how can it be, it's a pity that the Jade Void Palace doesn't seem to accept disciples!"

"Sooner or later, you'll get it, just wait!"

……

Despite the thunder roaring in their ears, there are still many monks who can't help but proclaim all kinds of discussions!

The white jade boat was encased in a forbidden light shield that emitted a faint white light, and it was quietly suspended in the air, even if a three-headed and six-armed Celestial Immortal Monk passed by, it would not be able to penetrate the forbidden light shield with his divine sense.

In the only quiet room in the boat, Xiao Xuan sat cross-legged, pinching a strange magic decision in his hand, and a dark green ball of light floated not far in front of him.

A finger-thick blood-colored filament of light was connected between Xiao Xuan and the Yuan Baby's eyebrows, and the strange thing was that the Yuan Ying was also dressed in a gray robe, and his face was actually the same as Xiao Xuan's, only shrunk several times.

Suddenly, the blood-colored light trembled and disappeared, and Xiao Xuan gradually opened his eyes.

After the Yuan Baby's body trembled a few times, he opened his eyes and saw Xiao Xuan on the opposite side at a glance, his complexion changed greatly, he screamed, waved his little hand, and rushed towards the door of the quiet room.

At the door of the quiet room, there was a flash of brilliance, and a layer of forbidden light curtain came out, and the little yuan baby hit the light curtain and was bounced back.

"Hypocrite, he can't step into the realm of golden immortals, but he is jealous of his life-saving benefactor in his early years, he doesn't have the ability to win the hearts of beauties, but he blames others for snatching love, people like you are alive and rest!"

Xiao Xuan raised his head and looked at the little Yuan Ying who was scurrying around like a headless fly, his words were full of disdain, and with a flick of his fingers, a gray light flew out from his fingertips, flashed, and disappeared into Yuan Ying's body.

As soon as the gray light entered the body, the body of the little yuan infant suddenly shrank sharply, and instantly became an inch in size, and then, with a muffled "bang", it was cut off, turned into a cloud of green smoke, and disappeared without a trace.

The rolling thunder was even more intense, in addition to the huge thunder balls that were unexpected, the disciples of the Wuwei Sect Academy were whirling and fluttering around their bodies, dozens of seven-colored thunder Jiao hundreds of zhang long, fluttering in a majestic manner.

In the thunder light, the dragon scales on the skin of the disciples of the Wuwei Sect suddenly changed their appearance, turning into thick tortoise shells with wide color spirit patterns, the thickness was at least ten times thicker than just now, and the thunder light hit the tortoise shells, and the colors were bounced away.

The disciple of Wuwei Gate suddenly raised his hand,