Who is Ling Yan? How many giants have been killed, the rising star of the world, and the speed of his rise can almost be sung into a legend.

Asking the Heavenly Monarch City Mansion is extremely deep, but he also has self-knowledge, he knows that he can't compare with Ling Yan at all.

Thinking of this, he frantically broke free from the spiritual shackles and wanted to leave, he already knew that Ling Yan had changed into a white demon and wanted to kill himself here, but he didn't know that it was him Ling Yan who did it, and the two armies were fighting, who died, did he still have to do an investigation?

However, no matter how much the Heavenly Monarch struggled, he couldn't get rid of... The shackles were like two strong hands, tightly grasping all parts of his body.

Boom!

Ling Yan's palm had already slapped on his body, for asking Heavenly Monarch, Ling Yan already felt that there was no need to keep him, whether he was a good person or a bad person, at least, he calculated Bijie, so he formed a hatred with Ling Yan.

In an instant, Dao Tianjun's body was torn apart, and his immortal sword was directly smashed by Ling Yan.

Ling Meng'er in the distance saw this scene, and couldn't help but turn her little face, her eyes were full of unbearability, she was a disciple from Xianmiao Valley, she was born with an aversion to this killing, even after so many years of waste, she couldn't see through it.

After asking the Heavenly Monarch, Ling Yan glanced deeply at Ling Meng'er, then turned around directly, and flew in the direction of the Chaoyang Divine Sect.

"Brother...."

With a slightly crying cry, he flew out of the Immortal Dao Alliance.

She couldn't help it anymore.

Ling Yan sighed helplessly, and secretly vowed in his heart that he would come back alive.

"I'm going to cast a group teleportation array, tell your people, let them all come over, and I'll give you 20 breaths of time!" The vague figure said to the Yanren King beside him in words that barely had any emotion or any warmth.

The Yanren King was stunned for a moment, and then reacted, and hurriedly ordered the surrounding Yang God tribes to fight and retreat, moving closer in his direction.

It was probably the words of the vague figure that made the people of the Immortal Dao hear, and they attacked more fiercely one by one, and the Taixian did not show weakness, and attacked directly towards the vague figure.

However, the blurred figure was not afraid of Tai Xian Yi at all, and used one hand to cast immortal techniques, playing a few extremely terrifying immortal methods, and actually used these immortal methods to drag Tai Xian Yi hard.

Taixian was furious, his palm flipped over, the immortal power seemed to explode into a pot, and he vented frantically, and all the seven thousand seven hundred and seventy-seven kinds of law power in his body gushed out, and the volley shot towards the sky, and the dark power suppressed the immortals in this area so much that they could barely breathe.

"What a powerful force!" The vague figure raised its head, looked at Taixian Yi's figure, and said without emotion.

The Yan King was anxious and said, "This lord, can the group teleportation formation be successfully cast?" ”

"Just wait for all of you to assemble!" The figure didn't know how to say.

When the Yanren King heard this, he hurriedly took out the token, instilled a few spiritual links, and after all the people of the Yang God Department surrounded him, he waved his hand directly and said, "My lord, quickly trigger the immortal law!" ”

As soon as the figure heard this, he immediately waved his hand, and in an instant, the white light frantically bloomed on the bodies of all the Yang God tribesmen, and the body was completely decomposed into light by this mysterious immortal method, blending into the air, and rushing towards the Xuanying Feather Sect and the Heavenly Court Army garrison in the distance.

"Stop them!!"

When Taixian saw it one by one, he was shocked and roared angrily.

But how could such an immortal method be stopped?

Taixian was furious, in today's battle, he did not get that benefit, but also lost face, his mood naturally could not be any better, under the anger, the unfinished terrifying power in his hand directly exploded towards the Xuanying Feather Sect in the distance.

Although this place is some distance away from the Xuanming Feather Sect, but in the eyes of Taixian Yi, these distances are not too far, he only relied on brute force, and actually smashed this power into several mysterious and unpredictable enchantments laid by the Heavenly Court Army outside the Xuanming Feather Sect, and in an instant, those enchantments that ordinary immortals could barely break immediately turned into nothingness.

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A white light flashed in front of him, and Ling Yan knew that he had already entered the Heavenly Court Army.

There was no more fierce sound of the collision of immortal laws and the handover of immortal soldiers in his ears, only the coldness of the iron armor and the inexplicable chill emanating from the surrounding people who did not know him.

A dull drum sounded.

Ling Yan couldn't help but open his eyes and look around.

The crystal jade floor under the feet, permeated with a soft and gentle taste, in the distance are several towering towers, next to the towers a few fairy trees stand, surrounded by clouds and mist, occasionally fairy birds chirp in Fei, but soon, the fairy birds are gone.

However, these are only left by the Xuanying Feather Sect, in fact, in addition to these, there are also huge Heavenly Court troops covered in silver armor around them, towering Heavenly Court banners, and cold and serious generals are in the stands on the high places, looking at their side coldly.

All the Yang God tribesmen led by the Yanren King were looked at by the generals who were covered in armor and wearing cloaks as if they were being tested in the school field.

"Is this the Heavenly Court Camp in the Xuan Ying Feather Sect??" The phantom dragon couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Ling Yan quietly looked at the expressions of the armor soldiers around him, all of them looked cold, a few of them were still a little calm, compared to them, the Yang God tribe was a little nervous or confused, their cultivation was still relatively weak in the end, the sky was not shocking, it was easy to say, but it was not a bit of effort, not to mention, this kind of life-threatening time.

Knock knock knock....

The soldiers beating the drums in the distance suddenly beat the drums with their hands much faster, but their strength was lost for a long time, and a serious smell filled the silent temporary school grounds.

In the end, the drumming stopped, and all the Heavenly Court armor soldiers shouted for no reason, which was shocking in an instant.

"Is this a disgrace for us??" Ling Yan couldn't help but laugh a little.

"It should be, the Heavenly Court Army is so arrogant, then it's not easy to get along!"

The phantom dragon sighed.

"I don't mean to get along with them!" Ling Yan smiled and stopped talking.

The Yan King's face changed slightly, but he didn't say anything, and now that he was under the fence, he naturally had to restrain his arrogance, and he still understood this.

A hint of fierceness appeared on the face of the general standing on the stands, and the corners of his mouth finally squeezed out a smile, and said, "You... Is it the people under the command of the Outer Heaven Giant Yang God? ”