The Colorful Heavy Light Array had been arranged, but Longhu Mountain did not use it immediately, but drove those small sects and scattered cultivators to consume the power of Hongguang Temple with their lives. This formation is a deterrent, but also for dealing with the most important enemy at the last moment, which are two existences that make people despair. Qi Xiaolian tried for a long time, and finally couldn't determine the situation of the two, but the news they got was that they were seriously injured, but no one could say whether they could make a move.

This is an opportunity, an opportunity to eradicate the aliens that have been pressing on the top of the cultivation world for two thousand years, no matter what these two big demons have done, even if it is due to the human race, but the hearts of non-our race will be different, this is the consensus of the cultivation world, this world is a world dominated by human beings, and all demons and monsters will never be allowed to get involved.

Whether this thing succeeds or not, that's the attitude! An attitude to the two-headed demon.

On the side of Hongguang Temple, Hui Zhi said to an old monk beside him, "Old immortal master, you and the five ancestors will sweep the formation, and these shrimp soldiers and crabs will be dealt with by the disciples and Sineng." "He is not respecting the elder, but Hongguang Temple has always been so straightforward, there are so many hole cards or something, and he has always disdained to hide it, but several ancestors must keep the most powerful pressure array, which is an inevitable choice for a sect in the face of a strong enemy.

"Well, wolves devour tigers, don't make a big deal."

"Yes." Huizhi said to Sineng, "Little monk, don't leave your hand today." ”

Si Neng sighed, "Everyone in the world says that disciples don't count murder, well, those extremely evil people in Dongying are not counted as people, so in fact, disciples have only killed less than ten people in their lives, and they are all evil and mortal, I never thought that today I would have to face my bloodline compatriots to open this killing ring, it is really too helpless." ”

Hui Zhi smiled indifferently, "My Hongguang Temple has gone through more than 2,000 years, slaying demons and eliminating demons, and has made many contributions to the common people in the world. It doesn't matter if he's a demon or a clown, kill his grandmother first! ”

Sineng nodded yes, and the rosary in his hand spun quickly.

Huizhi asked Lu Xiaonan again, "I said, apprentice, what is your name?" This kid seems to have talked about ......"

"Lu Xiaonan." Lu Xiaonan glared at Huizhi, is there such a master in the world, he can't even remember the name of his only apprentice, but thinking about it, he is only meeting them for the first time, and he can only blame Sineng, an unreliable pit master, who let him not make it clear to himself, the apprentice is also to worship the ancestors of the past dynasties, how can he ever worship?

"Lu Xiaonan, well, this is a common name, what is your legal name?"

"Peer." Sineng hurriedly said, "Alas, Master, it seems that you are really old and confused, you can't even remember the Dharma name of the only descendant disciple, and you haven't prepared a meeting gift?" ”

Sineng finally remembered something, and turned to the other old monks, with a look of disdain, "You old immortals must not be prepared, right?" ”

The six old monks didn't seem to hear Sineng's words, and they lowered their eyebrows and were silent.

"Now is an extraordinary time, and the big war is imminent, so don't get entangled in the details." Only Huizhi coughed, "I said peers, be generous, don't care about petty profits, today you will go with me to deal with these ghosts, practice your hands, remember, pick up some soft-skinned eggs to beat, the master will protect you, well, just take this as a meeting gift for the master." ”

Lu Xiaonan opened his mouth and stammered, is it true that the ancestors of Hongguang Temple are all stingy and stingy people? You won't be taught bad by these old guys in the future, right? But he didn't have time to think about anything else before he was pushed by Sineng, and they rushed to the enemy group that had already pounced in front of him.

"I'm not ready yet." Lu Xiaonan screamed, but a yellow-robed old man with a peachwood sword on the opposite side had already rushed over to face him.

"Prepare a fart." Sineng blasted an opponent in civilian clothes away with a punch, "Fighting is a fight of life and death, you must be vigilant anytime and anywhere, you must be ruthless and steady, don't trust anyone, otherwise you will die without a place to be buried!" ”

The yellow-robed old Dao that Lu Xiaonan faced was a master of the Maoshan faction, and he was engaged in chasing corpses, and his cultivation was not high, but the iron corpse he refined was extraordinarily powerful.

Refining corpses is the ancestral art of Maoshan for generations, selecting the corpses with extraordinary strength for refining, first letting them turn into zombies, and then boiling their bodies with various drugs and materials, so that they become copper tendons and iron bones, and then using secret techniques to make them produce a certain spirituality, and the caster controls them with talismans and blood spells, and finally becomes the helper of the spellcaster. Refining corpses can be divided into iron corpses, bronze corpses, silver corpses, gold corpses, and of course, the legendary flying corpses, but almost no one has been able to refine the flying corpses for thousands of years, because once the corpse is turned into a flying corpse, the life level will go up a level, and it will have the strength to turn into a corpse, no longer a muddy nightmare only to recognize the refiner as the master, but may have an autonomous consciousness at any time, if the caster is a little weaker, it is easy to be eaten by it, or even counter-controlled. Every time the corpse refining is upgraded, the strength will increase significantly, it can be said that the strength of the cultivators of the corpse refining faction is not high, and all the strength is above the corpse refining.

Lu Xiaonan stared at the iron corpse wearing Qing palace clothes, a little unsure where to start, every time he slashed on the iron corpse, there was a sound of gold and iron, and a little rust was sprinkled on the skin of the black iron corpse, and the rust seemed to have a corrosive toxin, falling on the ground and corroding the bluestone slab into small pits.

Although the iron corpse moves slowly, it is like an unbreakable fortress, and the yellow-robed old Taoist dances behind him with a peachwood sword to command the iron corpse to attack, and he can force Hongguang Temple to walk in the future world without a way, he is very complacent.

Lu Xiaonan tried to bypass the iron corpse and attack the caster directly many times without success, the pace of the iron corpse seemed to follow this extremely strange formation law, every time he was about to break through, he would always block in front of him to attack the flaws he exposed, the most dangerous time, the iron corpse's shriveled face almost touched his face, and the black nails sharp as knives cut through the denim clothes he had just changed on, if it wasn't for the Ruofeng armor inside, it would almost give him a hole in the ribs, plus the injuries on his body were not completely good. I was secretly anxious for a while.

At this time, several pairs of eyes stared at him, who made Lu Xiaonan the weakest of the three, who made the other party have more than 300 people, and who made him the only heir of Hongguang Temple. No matter how powerful Huizhi and Sineng are, it is impossible to trap so many people into their battle group, there will always be fish that slip through the net, and there will always be people who hide behind and take time to pick up the bargain. These people can't beat those two masters, and they don't want to participate in the siege, or be tyrannical, so they set their eyes on Lu Xiaonan, the fledgling, although each generation of Hongguang Temple walks in the world very powerful, but how powerful can this young man who has not yet graduated from the school be? Seeing that he has no way to take an iron corpse, can everyone run away from him together? If they are captured alive and dedicated to the Kunlun faction, looking at the previous situation of Qi Xiaolian being willing to take out the Soul Restoration Pill for the sake of this kid, if they make a great contribution, it should not be difficult to reward them with a few magic weapons or practice cheats or something, and then the Kunlun master will be able to get ahead with a little mention of himself, although Qi Xiaolian did not clearly say that the reward was ......

But such thoughts irritate a lot of people.

Lu Xiaonan glanced at Sineng and Huizhi in the melee, although he tried his best to deal with it, the magic weapon was flying, the sword light was horizontal, and the shouts, shouts, and screams were all over the place, and from time to time someone was kicked out of the battle group, or lost the strength to fight again, or became a corpse. After all, the cultivation realm of Huizhi and Sineng, the master and apprentice, is too much higher than these people, and the realm is crushed by the general of chopping melons and vegetables, but they still can't completely ruthlessly kill them, not to mention that not all of these people are extremely evil, although these people don't have any reservations about their actions, but they really can't completely say that they don't blink an eye, they can only kill some people who look very fierce and kill chickens and monkeys, but there are also a few masters of Jin Dan and above in these small sects and scattered cultivation to contain them, So they fought in the siege of a group of people, and gradually struggled.

Lu Xiaonan thought that they could help him, but according to the current situation, it seemed that he could not count on it, because of the limitation of strength, the situation he faced was even more severe than them.

At this moment, a flying sword silently stabbed him in the back of the heart......