"It's not good, Twelve has already faced off with Luochen, and the disciples of Qingfeng Mountain listen to the order! Array! When Ding Zhiyuan arrived, he only saw black and white lightning and red flames intertwined in mid-air, and immediately ordered his disciples to set up a formation to meet the enemy.

Li Wang and Lan Yonghe also used their magic weapons to join the battle.

All of a sudden, the disciples of Qingfeng Mountain wearing turquoise Dao robes and the purple Dao robes of the Purple Cloud Sect, as well as the monks of the other immortal sects who wanted to get a piece of the pie were fighting together.

Lin Twelve held the shield in one hand, and from time to time he used the Nine Heavens Thunder to slash the dust.

Falling dust was defeated one after another, he didn't expect that after only a few days, Lin Twelve's cultivation in front of him had advanced by leaps and bounds, and he couldn't even beat himself in the Jindan period.

"How can you have the Nine Heavenly Thunder, could it be you-" Falling Dust gasped as he struggled to cope with her attack.

Lin Twelve was relaxed: "That's right, I have absorbed the Nine Heavenly Thunder of my master's Tribulation, and I am now a monk at the ninety-ninth level of the Qi Refining Period." ”

"How is it possible, you are just a miscellaneous crumb in the Qi refining period!" Luo Chen held the sword of Fu Zhu with both hands, resisting the blow of Lin Twelve's one-handed shield covering the sky, which made his arm numb.

"How is it impossible, I am now the strength of the Yuanying Cultivator, and it is really a miscellaneous thing to deal with you." Lin Twelve felt that he didn't need to use the Shielding Sun Halberd, and the dust could be beaten down by her.

Luochen knew that there was a huge disparity in strength between the two, and his eyes rolled to the group of people who were fighting fiercely below.

Lin Twelve saw Luo Chen's absent-mindedness, and thought that he was going to use some secret weapon against him, but he shook his body, avoided his attack, and went straight to the group of Qingfeng Mountain disciples in front of the mountain gate.

She knew that it was not good, and was about to stop it, but she saw that Luochen turned a corner, and directly took her husband's sword and held Lan Yonghe, who was in front of the enemy.

Lin Twelve chased him to the ground, looking gloomily as the blade of the sword in his hand pressed against Lan Yonghe's neck, and the latter looked terrified.

Luochen let out a smug laugh: "Hahaha, what if it's a superhuman in strength?" Isn't it going to fall into my hands yet? ”

He shouted: "You are not allowed to do it!" Obediently tie your hands and arrest them, otherwise your three elders will have blood splashed on the gate of Qingfeng Mountain! ”

The disciples who were fighting heard this sound and stopped their movements and looked at him.

Lan Yonghe's eyes widened: "Falling dust, you don't want to succeed!" Can you win by threatening the disciples of Qingfeng Mountain with me? It's just a villain's move! Twelve! Leave me alone, take him down as soon as possible, and don't let him continue to endanger the Nether! ”

Seeing this, Luochen grabbed her neck and prevented her from making any more noise, he looked at Lin Twelve with burning eyes and said, "I heard that you are very close to this uncle of yours?" I don't know if you are willing to let her die. ”

Lin Shishi's expression was indifferent, and he looked at Cai Jiaojiao on the side: "You say, is Cai Jiaojiao important to you, or is my uncle more important to me?" ”

The implication is that he is going to make a move on Cai Jiaojiao.

The latter immediately retreated alertly behind Luochen, and she didn't see the impatient expression of the man in front of her.

Luochen sneered: "Don't continue to delay time, you only have two choices, either surrender obediently, or let your uncle bury you!" ”

"Do you think I will let you go if you kill my uncle? Or do you think you're still going to be able to get away with it? What gives you courage? Lin Twelve said slowly word by word, approaching Luochen and the people behind him.

At this time, the scuffle was once again divided into two sides with a clear line with Lin Twelve and Luochen who were facing each other.

Luochen said with a smile: "I have already thought of a way out to get to this point, the Purple Cloud Sect that has lost the gold needs to reopen the situation in the Immortal Cultivation Sect, and today I want you Qingfeng Mountain to kill chickens and monkeys!" ”

"You have a big breath, Second Elder, you take your disciples and retreat away." Lin Twelve instructed Ding Zhiyuan behind him.

"But you-" Ding Zhiyuan was a little uneasy, afraid that Lin Twelve would be attacked alone.

Li Wang also stood up: "Senior sister, let me help you fight the enemy together!" ”

Lin Twelve shook his head slightly: "No, the farther you retreat, the better." ”

Ding Zhiyuan was helpless, he understood that with Lin Twelve's current strength, he could be a hundred or even a thousand, but knowing that it was one thing, he couldn't help but worry, and at the same time, he was also more worried about the safety of Lan Yonghe in the hands of the dust.

Seeing that the disciples of Qingfeng Mountain retreated into the mountain gate, Luo Chen said disdainfully: "What, do you Qingfeng Mountain plan to push you out to die?" ”

"It's you who deserve to die!"

As soon as these words came out, Lin Twelve summoned the Sun-Covering Halberd handed over to him by Zhang Xuzi from the void, and at this moment, the heavens and the earth changed color and the wind and clouds surged.

I saw that in the center of the tornado, there was a figure standing as immobile as a rock, her left hand covered the sky shield, and her right hand covered the halberd, just like the god descended to the world, people blocked the killing of the Buddha and the killing of the Buddha.

Seeing this, many of the heads of the Little Immortal Sect retreated, after all, no one had ever seen such a big battle of immortal arts.

Lin Twelve's purple spiritual power and black and white thunder and lightning were wrapped around her, and when she saw this, Luo Chen firmly blocked Lan Yonghe in front of her.

But no matter how fast he moved, he couldn't be as fast as the Nine Heavenly Thunder.

Lin Twelve rode the purple lightning and the Nine Heavens Thunder straight to Lan Yonghe, and saved her before the sword in Luochen's hand fell.

She hugged Lan Yonghe horizontally, handed her over to Ding Zhiyuan behind her, and then attacked at lightning speed.

Everywhere Lin Twelve went, flying sand and rocks, the wind blew like a tornado towards the enemy camp.

The disciples of Qingfeng Mountain were so blown by the strong wind that they couldn't open their eyes, so they could only purse their lips and squint and continue to watch the battle.

Li Wang and the disciples sighed at this time, no wonder Lin Twelve wanted them to retreat as far as possible, it turned out that they were afraid of accidental injury.

Seeing that the person had been taken away, Luochen picked up the husband's swords, put his spiritual power into it, and summoned a husband's spirit beast covered in flames.

Everyone present was amazed, it turned out that Luochen had already integrated the spiritual power in the Fu Zhujian, and now he was able to drive it.

I saw that the flame man stepped out in the air and sparks flew everywhere, approaching Lin Twelve.

One man and one beast immediately faced each other.

However, compared to Lin Twelve, who had already reached the strength of the Yuanying Cultivator, the dusty flame master was obviously not enough.

At first, Flame Fu Zhu could still gallop freely, releasing fireballs to attack Lin Twelve at the core, but the closer it got to the center of the Thunderball, the more difficult it became.

It strides with difficulty, fending off thunder and lightning with its horns.

Suddenly, the people present heard the sound of wood breaking, and just as they wondered where the sound was coming from, someone pointed to the flames.

"Look! The horns of the spirit beast! ”

One of Fu Zhu's horns was still cracked, and the fissure revealed hot magma.

Seeing that the situation was not right, Luochen frowned and immediately withdrew his spiritual power.