However, just when they thought they were sure of victory, there was a sudden change, the clear sky suddenly turned dark, and the raging wind rose in the northwest direction, sweeping at the speed of lightning and lightning, and a face wearing a bronze mask broke through the wind, and the sky was full of murderous machines.

"Winning with an ambush is not a real skill, it is better to let go of a few elders in the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts, and fight a fair battle in the future!"

A rough voice resounded in the void, and it reached the ears like a gallop, and the gust of wind followed suddenly, and a palm poked out like lightning in the wind, turning into a handprint and shooting down from afar.

Not only did the gust of wind come strangely and suddenly, but the speed was unimaginably fast, and the four true monarchs were all immersed in the transmission of the Gong Dao**, and all their minds were used to maintain the operation of the Four Elephant Lock Spirit Array, and they were too late to react in a hurry.

"Wow!"

That handprint broke through the air, and the overwhelming force came in an instant, but Beishui Zhenjun was the first to bear the brunt, the handprint hit her back, and the dantian seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, and couldn't help but spew out a bloody arrow, falling straight down in mid-air.

"Beishui Zhenjun?"

Zheng Yu'er immediately exclaimed, her body was covered with colorful light, and she threw herself in the direction where Beishui Zhenjun fell, even if Jindan Zhenjun's body was extremely tough, but it fell straight down in this ten thousand feet in the sky, even if it would not die, but it was inevitable that the body would be severely injured.

"It's not good, everyone be careful, there are actually helpers in the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts."

Dongmu Zhenjun scolded sharply, and had to immediately take back the golden pill, and the transmission of the merit and the Tao ** was interrupted by force, which was really extremely dangerous, he was immediately attacked by the mana, his face turned pale in an instant, blood overflowed from the corners of his mouth, and he was crumbling in the sky, as if as long as there was a light wind, he would fall down.

"Who is it? Dare to sneak attack? ”

Mo Wentian was also uncomfortable, and the blood in his chest was churning. But his strain was extremely fast, and he slashed a palm into the wind in a hurry, but the wind was fleeting, and the palm wind dissipated invisibly before it arrived, and there was no trace of death. As if it had never been there.

But the clear sky is miles away. Suddenly, a thick cloud layer condensed, and a purple-clothed man wearing a bronze mask stepped on it, standing with his hands like a mountain in the depths, and he floated quietly in the clouds. Without making any sound, without any sign of a move, it seemed to be a spectacle of clouds and waves, and only in that hideous bronze mask could you find a flickering and fierce gaze.

Everything happens in the light of light. The four array flags standing high in the sky suddenly trembled violently after losing the maintenance of the mana of the four true monarchs, as if they could not suppress the fierce spirits in the array.

Just a breather, the four array flags exploded, the heavens and the earth seemed to collapse, the void was turbulent again and again, full of violent and raging power, Dongmu Zhenjun seemed to be a lonely sail in the stormy waves. He couldn't suppress the backlash of mana anymore, and he fell into the air with a muffled snort.

"Boom!"

At the same time, a heaven-shaking tiger roared from the ground, and the ground suddenly cracked open, and the rocks flew in the chaos. A golden lion burst out of the ground and turned into a cloud and floated in the air, and a burst of wild laughter came from inside.

"The Four Elephant Locking Spirit Array is indeed worthy of its name. But in the end, it was a failure, and your teaching today. He will be rewarded in the day, and he will take his leave. ”

The voice disappeared suddenly, although the Crazy Lion True Monarch fell to the early stage of Jindan, his strength was still not to be underestimated, and the kung fu of speaking here had already escaped from a thousand feet away.

"Where to escape? It's never too late to leave your life behind. ”

Seeing that it is a failure, how can Mo Wentian tolerate it? Immediately exerted the power of fire escape, and the white light suddenly burst out, and the air within a hundred zhang was burned, turning into white flames and suddenly swept through the sky, biting the golden lion cloud, and slashing out a palm like lightning, the mana of the mountains and seas surged, as if a mountain was chasing after and crushing the past.

If the Crazy Lion True Monarch cultivates without damage, he naturally won't take it seriously, but now that his cultivation has fallen to the early stage of Jindan, he is no longer Mo Wentian's opponent, and his speed is not as good as that, so he can't get rid of the giant palm that follows him like a shadow.

But at this life-and-death juncture, a sneer came out in the distant clouds: "Be a man and leave a line, and see each other in the future, this Taoist friend is merciful." ”

While speaking, the purple-clothed man standing in the clouds disappeared strangely, and the raging wind suddenly rose, facing Mo Wentian at a speed that he couldn't think of, and a giant palm struck out with Wan Jun's divine power.

"Boom!" With an explosion, the two true monarchs struck with all their might, the majestic mana exploded in mid-air, the air twisted wildly, the void shook violently, and the heavens and the earth seemed to be about to crack apart.

Mo Wentian let out a muffled snort, the blood in his chest surged like a tide, and the majestic force was so strong that he couldn't stop throwing it back, and roared in a deep voice: "Who are you?" Why help the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts. ”

"You don't need to know about this matter, I'll let you go for the time being, and when we meet in the future, it's not too late to settle the score."

Before that voice fell, the purple-clothed man took off and disappeared into the air, and at the same time, a terrifying wind rose between heaven and earth, sweeping up the golden lion cloud transformed by the Wild Lion True Monarch, and suddenly fell to the end of the sky, just a moment of time, it was miles away.

"Wind Escape?" Mo Wentian's pupils shrank, but he was aroused to be competitive, and laughed coldly: "Sure enough, there are some famous halls, but I want to give it a try, is it faster than the five supernatural powers in this seat?" ”

As soon as the words fell, his whole body burned violently, and the air around him seemed to be burning, and a bone-chilling white light broke through the sky, chasing into the distance like lightning, and clenched the whistling wind in the distance.

"The light of rice grains, dare to compete with Haoyue, but it is just a drum and thunder gate, just laughing and generous, just follow Lao Tzu and eat ashes!"

A rough laugh came out in the wind, and the sound suddenly drifted away, as if it was getting farther and farther away from the white light, and it was impossible to catch up.

Mo Wentian couldn't help but be a little depressed, knowing that the purple-clothed man had cultivated the Wind Escape Divine Power to the fullest and turned it into Jindan's natal divine power, so it was not surprising that he couldn't catch up with it.

But it was not without nothing, at the moment when the gust of wind disappeared from the end of sight, he had already used his insight and intelligence to find out the information of the purple-clothed man.

Name: Dongfang Chengfeng

Sect: Scattered Cultivation Alliance

Position: Four Elders

Title: Dingfeng Zhenjun

Linggen: Yes

Spirit Root Type: Wind Spirit Root

Repair: Jindan mid-term

Shouyuan: 1,480 years

Mana: Four thousand one hundred mana

Consciousness: Sixty-one miles

Natal supernatural powers: wind escape, storms and rains, winds and clouds, riding the wind and waves, and winds without breath.

What the? This person is the Jindan Elder of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance? Mo Wentian's heart was inexplicably moved, and he immediately turned into a white light and fell abruptly, as if it was a meteor that cut the sky, sinking on the top of an unnamed mountain range.

Mo Wentian quietly walked out of it, standing on the top of the majestic mountain with his hands in his hands, looking up at the direction where the gust of wind disappeared, but his face was lost in thought.

The Loose Cultivation Alliance is an alliance composed of Zheng Guo's scattered cultivation, and it is said that the strength is not weaker than the Jindan faction at all, but this alliance is against Zheng Guojun's room, so it was strictly wanted by the current dynasty, and in Zheng Guo's Yongzhou, Lanzhou, and Yunzhou, there are Jindan factions to form a law enforcement team to pursue the Scattered Cultivation Alliance.

Back then, the collapse of the Feiyun Gate of the Qinghe County Sect was inseparable from the behind-the-scenes promoters of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, just because the rise of the Wuji Gate did not succeed, and the deacon elder Jin Shi Zhenren of the Scattered Cultivation Alliance in Qinghe County also died in the hands of Mo Wentian because of this, and the treasures of the whole body were taken away, including a medium-grade magic weapon Dingfeng Bead.

But this thing is not ordinary, later when Mo Wentian sold the Dingfeng Bead to the Six Dao Alliance, he learned from the Jieyu Zhenren that the Dingfeng Bead is the famous treasure of the Dingfeng Zhenren Situ Chengfeng, and the Dingfeng Zhenren has done a shocking case, and in the strict defense of hundreds of Zhuji Zhenren, he killed the seventeenth prince of Zheng Guo, which can be described as a bold murderer.

Later, Mo Wentian heard that the seventeenth prince was also an enviable figure of Zheng Guo's talent, and he was the deputy head of Wanshengmen in Yongzhou, and he was extremely favored by Zheng Guojun.

Zheng Guojun was furious at that time, and strictly ordered all states to want Dingfeng Zhenren, but after a few years, this person seemed to have disappeared, but there was no news, and he did not expect that the murderer would appear here.

It's just that the rumors are not accurate after all, this person is the true monarch of the middle stage of Jindan, not the real person who built the foundation of the Great Perfection, maybe when he killed the seventeenth prince, he was already the true monarch of Jindan, otherwise how could he make such a shocking case? Moreover, he concealed his cultivation and had other intentions, after all, there were really few Jindan True Monarchs, and it was easy to find out his identity.

But why is Dingfeng Zhenjun here? And save the Wild Lion True Monarch of the Valley of Ten Thousand Beasts? Mo Wentian is puzzled, but he can feel it in the dark, and there must be nothing good? The Scattered Cultivation Alliance has always been good at stirring up trouble, and its motives are inexplicably unpredictable, but Mo Wentian has no good impression of the monks of this sect.

While he was pondering, at the end of the sky, a dazzling streamer broke through the sky, and a dragon horse with wings on its back galloped in the wind and clouds, and the neighing of the horse tore through the clouds, and the wings spread out like covering the sky and the sun, and the four hooves swooped steadily and sank to the top of the mountain, as if they were nailed to it.

"Ask the sky?"

In a cry of concern, Zheng Yu'er fell off the horse, and the milk swallow threw herself into Mo Wentian's arms like a forest, and said with a nervous expression: "Wentian, how are you?" I didn't get hurt! ”

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