187 realizations

If you don't destroy the teleportation hall, if you're not careful, you'll be under siege.

After carefully inspecting the terrain around the city and the strength of the prohibition, the disciple of the Wuwei Sect took out a communication magic disc and quickly injected a trace of mana.

After a while, a dazzling white light appeared on the communication magic disk, and a middle-aged man's voice came out: "Isn't Brother Xing on business in Jiaoyue City, how can he suddenly come back at this moment?"

"Don't talk nonsense, I have something important to meet adults!"

The disciple of Wuwei Sect frowned and said impatiently.

But his heart was slightly tight, it seemed that his current deeds were all in the eyes of the other party, and there was obviously a prohibition for observation in the prohibition of the city and the city.

"Okay, Brother Xing wait a minute!"

The man on the other end of the communication plate seemed to hesitate for a moment, but finally gave in.

Not long after, facing the direction of the disciples of the Wuwei Sect Academy, a series of colored forbidden spiritual lights suddenly appeared in the sky above the huge city wall, and in the humming sound, these forbidden spiritual lights quickly transformed into a path woven of light and shadow in the void.

Several zhang wide and colorful light and shadow road is full of spirituality from the direction of the city rushing, in the blink of an eye, this light and shadow road has been more than ten miles long, and more and more condensed, as if a "rainbow bridge" suddenly appeared in the air.

The disciple of Wuwei Sect looked quiet, and seemed to have long been accustomed to the scene in front of him, and as soon as he raised his footsteps, his figure fell on the road of light and shadow like a light smoke.

After stepping on the road of light and shadow, the space around him suddenly tightened, and a cloud of cold and bone-chilling black demonic mist suddenly flew out of the road of light and shadow, rushing towards the disciples of the Wuwei Sect Academy, and in an instant, the disciples of the Wuwei Sect were covered in the demonic mist.

There was no trace of panic on the face of the disciple of the Wuwei Sect Academy, his heart moved at will, and the thick black demonic mist actually surged towards his body, and the path of light and shadow first trembled slightly, and then shortened towards the city at an astonishing speed.

This demonic mist seems to be ordinary, but in fact it is not simple, if the disciple of the Wuwei Sect is another powerful Golden Immortal monk who is trying to blend into the city, not only does he not dare to swallow this demonic fog into his body, I am afraid that his original form will appear in the demonic mist.

At an interval of dozens of miles, just a breath, the Great Road of Light and Shadow had already retreated back into the city with the disciples of Wuwei Sect.

The light and shadow around him dissipated, and when he looked down, he was already on a square in the middle of the city.

Under his feet was an altar-shaped magic circle, surrounded by a faint black mist swirling, and all kinds of spiritual light shone.

Ten guards dressed in battle armor, in groups of eight, lined up around the altar, and when they saw the disciples of the Wuwei Sect looking at them, they stood vertically one by one.

Among these guards, the leader is the realm of the Demon Ancestor, and the others only need the realm of the Demon Venerable, and in front of the disciple of the Wuwei Sect Academy, the "Upper Demon Lord", they naturally dare not make a mistake.

"My subordinates have seen adults!"

During this time, a white-faced man from the Demon Ancestor Realm smiled and saluted the disciples of the Wuwei Sect.

"Your Excellency!"

"I've seen Lord Xing!"

The other guards of the Demon Ancestor Realm were also hurriedly greeting the disciples of the Wuwei Sect.

"You've done a great job!"

The disciple of Wuwei Gate Courtyard clicked on permission, smiled lightly at the world, lifted his footsteps, flew down from the altar, and the figure flickered, separated by thousands of feet, and had already landed on the edge of the square, and then, the figure floated away in one direction like a light smoke, seemingly unhurried, but in fact as fast as the wind.

"Tut-tut, Lord Xing's Heavenly Demon Skill is really getting stronger and stronger, we must have seen it, the Absolute Evil Qi was actually directly classified into the body by the adult. ”

The white-faced man sighed with admiration in his mouth, and his eyes were full of envy when he looked at the disciples of the Wuwei Sect.

"That is, you don't want to think about who Lord Xing is, your lord is only one step away from the realm of the Nine Heavens Demon Monarch, maybe he can break it after the Pin Yue Festival!"

"That's right, Lord Xing......"

The guards were talking a lot, and their tones were funny.

The attention of the disciples of the Wuwei Sect Academy was not here, and while walking towards the direction of the teleportation hall, he slowly spread out his divine consciousness and swept towards Zhou.

One by one. Everywhere the forbidden center, gradually in full view, simply every forbidden center is guarded and majestic, but there are not many pedestrians on the street, even if someone passes through, see the disciples of Wuwei Sect. It was also a hurried greeting.

After the moment of a pillar of incense, a forbidden and majestic hall appeared in front of the disciples of the Wuwei Sect.

Outside the main hall, ten black-armored guards stood vertically.

A smile slowly appeared on the corner of the disciple of the Wuwei Sect Academy,

With his right hand, he raised his hand and punched in the direction of the main hall.

The golden fist shadow turned into an attic in the blink of an eye, the space within a radius of ten thousand zhang was distorted and vague, and the ten black-armored guards only felt a suffocating violent spiritual pressure suddenly, and the mana in their bodies instantly froze, and the storm roared in their ears. The skin stabbed like a knife, and the next moment, the figure flew high uncontrollably, and suddenly crashed towards the hall after death.

The shadow of the fist followed the moment they crashed into the main hall, and all the monks were golden and bright in front of them, and their bodies seemed to be torn apart.

With an earth-shattering loud bang, the entire teleportation hall that had been consolidating the abnormality was destroyed by the fist shadow, and the rubble flew everywhere.

The golden shadow of the fist did not collapse. Continued to yell into the distance, after blowing up hundreds of buildings in a row. Only then did it collapse.

In a series of rumbling loud noises, the earth shook and the mountains shook, and the dust and smoke were filled!

Before anyone could understand what was going on, the disciples of the Wuwei Sect Courtyard waved their arms continuously, and the rows of fist shadows roared in all directions.

Loud rumbling noises came and went, and in an instant. All buildings within a radius of several dozen miles were destroyed.

Another girl in white, who looked to be only ten years old, even trembled with fright.

"That, that, that...... Then you big-headed ghost!"

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The young man interrupted the girl's words with a displeased face, and with a folding fan in his hand, he slammed the ground and knocked twice on the girl's head.

Then, his eyes swept over the women beside him, and he pointed at the women and said, "Look at your timid and fearful postures, are you worthy of the identity of Ben Linglang?" Okay, from now on, you are at ease. It's time to get out of it!"

After that, he snorted coldly. Striding forward on his own.

"Ling Lang!"

"Ling Lang, don't!"

"Ling Lang. Wait for me!"

"Hui Linglang ......"

No matter how the eight women begged, the man just didn't look back, the white light around his body shone, and the wind under his feet had thrown the women far away in an instant, and the stone sank into the sea.

"Sister, what should I do!"

The girl in the green shirt with a red mole like a bean on the corner of her mouth looked at the red-shirted woman who was exceptionally beautiful among the eight women with tears in her eyes.

"This kind of unrighteous person may have long wanted to find a new love. Let's go, who is rare!"

The red-shirted woman raised her eyebrows, looked at the direction in which Hui Linglang had detached, and said angrily.

"But...... But I'm one step away from landing in the Wonderland?"

The girl in white said with a sad face.

"Look at your unproductive appearance, there are many men in the country, and he won't live without him, I see that there are a lot of affectionate and righteous Linglang in this Bright Moon City, let's go ...... again!"

The woman in the red shirt did not finish her sentence. But seeing Hui Linglang suddenly speeding back from the corner of the street, she hurriedly stopped talking, and the anger on her face instantly turned into a smile, and she was opening her mouth to say hello. saw Hui Linglang's figure suddenly flicker, soared into the air, and flew away in another direction. said noisily: "Meng Jiuxiao, you bastard." You robbed the finale treasure of the auction and dared to show off here, do you think Ben Linglang is afraid of you. Listen to the True Spirit Temple, that idiot was killed by the surname Zhong of the Western Heavenly Immortal Palace, this surnamed Zhong is in cahoots with the True Demon Palace, and there is a 'barrier-breaking bead' in his hand that can be seen through and hidden, but be careful!"

Hui Linglang didn't shout at the top of his throat, but the sound was clearly echoing within a radius of tens of thousands of miles.

Hearing this, thousands of monks around them looked at this place in unison, especially those monks who had not completely dispersed near the trading hall, and their expressions were frightened, and they didn't know who shouted, and the world scattered one after another.

On the street where Hui Linglang appeared just now, the ugly-looking red-robed strong man galloped over, and the black flames around him rolled, and the speed seemed to be a few points faster than Hui Linglang.

The sleeves of the robe suddenly raised, and a red light flew out of the sleeve, turning into a blood-colored flying fork more than ten zhang long, and shot towards Hui Linglang like lightning.

Following the appearance of the flying fork, Zhou's void was distorted and ambiguous.

Seeing the flying fork roaring, the thick smell of blood mixed with the fierce killing intent suddenly appeared on the corner of Hui Linglang's mouth.

The sleeves of the robe flicked back, and a ball of golden light flew out of the sleeve, rising against the wind, turning into several feet in size, and smashed right on the flying fork.

With a loud bang, the flying fork suddenly smashed towards the ground, the blood and flames on the fork body disappeared, and the spiritual light dimmed in an instant, and cracks even appeared on the fork rod, as if they were about to shatter.

But the dazzling golden light rose to the sky, and in the throosome loud sound of thunder, the sky was full of spiritual light, and a colored net-like light mask was born casually, as if to intercept this golden light.

Unexpectedly, the golden light hit the light mask like the scorching sun melting the spring snow, easily breaking a big hole in the light net, and then, the golden light roared and rose to the sky, slamming heavily on the canopy, knocking the canopy open a big hole.

Hui Linglang's figure flickered, and disappeared immediately after the golden light.

In a hurry, no one could see what kind of treasure was in the golden light,