The teenagers kneeling on the bank of the Tian'en River fell to the ground in the violent shock, and a few of them struggled to get up, looking down, and there was silence in the black hole, without any sound.

"That guy is dead, isn't it?" a teenager whispered.

"It's best to die, at this time, running to Guangming Mountain to make trouble, wouldn't it delay our election?!" said another teenager.

They gathered to Tian'en River with the purpose of worshipping in Guangming Mountain, and subconsciously regarded themselves as monks of Guangming Mountain, and Ye Xin was of course their enemy, so they all had a tone of schadenfreude in their words.

At this moment, two hands suddenly poked out of the black hole, grabbed the cave walls on both sides, and then an extremely powerful Yuan Force fluctuation exploded, and Ye Xin quickly passed out of the black hole and shot towards the opposite bank of the Tian'en River.

The few teenagers who were lying on the shore talking just now were all shocked by the shock wave caused by Ye Xin, and by the time they fell to the ground, they were already bleeding and dying.

In the valley more than 100 miles away from the upper reaches of the Tian'en River, it has become a world of water, the Tian'en River is broken by the Longqing Sheng, the water potential that has accumulated for a few days has swelled to nearly a thousand meters high, the river has overflowed the highest peak, slowly flowing in the air, once the Longqing Sheng's thoughts, this piece of Wang will roar and rush to the Guangming Mountain.

Long Qingsheng and Nisheng were both on the top of the mountain, a round mirror-like water curtain kept flickering, seeing the scene of Ye Xin being knocked away, Nisheng couldn't help frowning: "There is also such a magic circle? What is that?"

Long Qingsheng didn't speak, his body was trembling slightly, at this moment, his thoughts couldn't help but go back to a long, long time ago, there, he sensed the same breath, the father and son were almost able to rush out, but this breath appeared, and then his father immediately sent him into the magic weapon, and the last thing he saw was that his father was photographed like a mosquito, and was crushed into powder along with the mountains below.

Nisheng didn't pay attention at first, and then noticed that the water curtain was shaking a little, he glanced at Long Qingsheng, and found that Long Qingsheng's expression seemed to be very frightened, and asked in a deep voice, "What's wrong?"

"If I'm not mistaken, it should be the project......ion of the Ming Buddha in this world of enlightenment," Long Qingsheng said in a bitter voice.

"What did you say?" "Ming Buddha, the Ming Buddha of the Lord of the Ming Realm?"

"That's him. Long Qingsheng said, and then he seemed to think of something, and became a little hesitant again: "But something is wrong, the breath is a little too weak, maybe ...... It is a token left by the Ming Buddha here, and then it was set up as a magic circle by Guangming Mountain. ”

"I can't care so much. Nisheng said resolutely: "After I make a move, you will also launch." ”

"Good. Long Qing Saint took a long breath, and then nodded emphatically.

Ye Xin had returned to the battlefield, and countless streamers flickered and exploded on his body, making him look like he was wearing a golden helmet and golden armor, which was a manifestation of the extreme operation of Yuan Li.

The corners of the eyes of the Immortal Sword Great Bright on the top of the Bright Mountain twitched slightly, and the other monks in golden robes looked worried, that Ye Taiqing had actually stepped into the Half-Saint Realm?

They are no strangers to this kind of substance-like aura, and the realm of unharmed and bright light is sometimes high and low, and when it reaches the apex, it will also emit the same streamer.

If it was the previous Guangming Mountain, of course he wouldn't care about Ye Xin, but now the inside of the Guangming Mountain is extremely empty, the seven Great Lights have gone outside, and they have taken away a large number of monks, and the Perfection Realm monks who stayed in the Bright Mountain are only a few dozen people, and the magic circle can only be presided over by the Immortal Sword Great Light alone, if the eight Great Lights are all in the array, the power of the magic circle will increase several times, and the blow just now is enough to make Ye Taiqing disappear in an instant.

"Change formations. Fairy Sword Daguang said in a deep voice.

Ye Xin made a comeback, and bursts of drums sounded from all sides of Guangming Mountain, and a bright curtain of light opened far away from Guangming Mountain, enveloping the four wildernesses and eight wildernesses, and then, pillars of light suddenly fell from the sky, rolling the monks who poured out separately.

The monks blessed by the pillar of light slowly rose into the air, if there were only one or two, it would naturally be nothing, but hundreds of monks were slowly rising, that kind of scene was very spectacular, and the fluctuations of the yuan power emitted were like a tsunami.

Ye Xin wanted to continue to impact forward, but when he saw this scene, he felt a strong and incomparably strong fluctuation of Yuan Force, and his footsteps couldn't help but stop.

The magic circle is the magic circle, this fluctuation far exceeds the effect produced when he runs the Yuan vein at full strength, it must not be compared, the mountain gate magic circle represents the brainchild of countless generations of people, can attract the power of heaven and earth, and he is only one person.

In the next moment, thousands of pillars of light that fell down exploded one after another, and the monks shrouded in the pillars of light seemed to transform in an instant, their bodies flowed with golden light, and a pair of light wings stretched out behind them, and the aura emitted by them suddenly became much stronger.

A sneer appeared at the corner of Ye Xin's mouth, although this kind of mountain gate magic array is powerful, it also has its own flaws, and it is impossible for anyone to immediately master the newly discovered ability, for example, when he first cultivated the methods of running lightning strikes and rewinding mountains and rivers, he had to go through countless repeated exercises before he had his own comprehension.

Stepping into the Semi-Saint Realm, he can hover in the air as he wants without the help of any magic weapon, but he can't advance and retreat freely, so at this stage he is still used to speeding on the ground, which can at least give him a sense of security.

The magic circle of Guangming Mountain can actually increase the aura of each monk by more than ten times, or even dozens of times, and the yuan power consumed must have reached an astronomical amount, which also means that Guangming Mountain has no way to carry out corresponding exercises.

From the expressions of those monks who were shocked or ecstatic, as well as the stumbling flying posture, Ye Xin could see that his guess was correct.

Ye Xin once again raised the circulation of the Yuan Vein, and then his body swept forward.

When those monks saw Ye Xin approaching, they immediately greeted Ye Xin, the distance between the two sides was still hundreds of meters away, and the monks in the front couldn't wait to attack.

Boom Boom Boom ...... Countless sword lights and sword shadows bloomed violently, colliding with each other, strangling each other, and overwhelmingly rolled towards Ye Xin.

The aura emanating from Ye Xin was obviously suppressed by those monks, but his figure swept out without hesitation, and then, the eight-pole dazzling knife curtain was released with all its might.

Boom Boom Boom Boom ...... If the attacks of those monks condensed into a tsunami, then Ye Xin's knife curtain was a high wall that was slowly advancing, and almost every instant, there would be a thousand impacts, and the tsunami turned into a splash of water in the impact, and the high walls were also disintegrating piece by piece.

However, Ye Xin relied on his own strength to block the indiscriminate bombardment of those monks.

Although the combat power of those monks swelled many times in an instant, their knowledge and even combat experience did not increase with it, but remained at the original level.

If they immediately dispersed, surrounded Ye Xin from all sides, and divided into squads, only one team launched an offensive at a time, and the other squads then caught up, so that their offensive rotated endlessly, wave after wave, then Ye Xin would have a very difficult time to deal with.

A swarm of swarms came up, they used to do this way, it was normal, but they already had light wings, they could fly in the air, their attack power and even attack range had increased tremendously, and then they still rushed forward in a swarm, it seemed too stupid.

Only the monks in the first row have the opportunity to attack Ye Xin, and the monks in the back can only watch, if they also release the Great Absolute Death, it is tantamount to murder, and the companions in front will die, as a result, Ye Xin's knife curtain is pushed over like a mountain, and the monks in the first row can't stop it, and they are blown away by the knife curtain, and the monks in the second and third rows don't have time to react at all, and they are swept up in the knife curtain.

In just a few breaths, the battle evolved from holding each other to a one-sided crushing, Ye Xin could continuously release the eight-pole dazzling, the previous eight-pole dazzling knife curtain had not yet dispersed, and the latter eight-pole dazzling knife curtain had already caught up later, so the layers were endless.

The fairy sword on the top of the Bright Mountain Daguang gasped, and he sensed that something was missing on the battlefield, a commander.

It's just that he still has to preside over the big array, and he can't move lightly, so after hesitating, the fairy sword Daguang shouted: "Yangcheng, Shangxing, you two go over!!"

The two golden-robed monks immediately stood up and then swept down the hill, and just as they were in the air, two pillars of light rolled down from the sky and joined them, and when the pillars of light exploded, their wings of light stretched out behind them, and then swept towards the battlefield.

Boom Boom Boom Boom ...... Ye Xin is still releasing the eight-pole dazzling, in fact, this kind of battle is very brainless, the knife curtain is rolling in all directions, there are no dead ends, he doesn't have to care about anything, just fly towards the crowded place.

However, those monks really have the combat power of the Consummation Realm at this moment, even if they are frightened and swing their weapons indiscriminately, they can also release a strong energy, which can somewhat block some sword light, and their defense ability is also extremely strong, and the golden light flowing on their bodies is extremely tough, and they often have to withstand dozens or hundreds of knife curtain slashes before the golden light becomes dim, and then they are really injured.

For Ye Xin, this was enough, anyway, he could spend a long time like this, as long as he could get those monks injured.

The situation on the battlefield continued to shift towards Ye Xin's side, and he was chasing thousands of monks alone, and every time the eight-pole dazzling knife curtain swept out, he could roll those monks everywhere.

Although the blessing of the Guangming Mountain Circle was terrifying, it was limited after all, and after a few breaths, some monks began to be injured, and after a few breaths, some monks fell under the sword curtain with a wail.

One person was killed, which represented the collective exhaustion of the blessing effect, and immediately after, patches of blood burst out of the knife curtain.