"Qingwu, are you okay?" asked Sikong Bei to Tang Qingwu.

Tang Qingwu's figure appeared on top of Jin Wufa again, smiled back at Sikong Bei, and said, "I'm fine, fortunately you came in time." ”

"Laugh, she smiled at me! I'm so happy!" Sikong Bei shouted frantically in his heart.

Then, Sikong Bei patted his chest and said with a firm face: "Light Mist, don't worry, I won't let anyone hurt you, now, let me protect you!"

Tang Qingwu nodded, and there was a hint of tenderness in his gaze when he looked at Sikong Bei.

At this moment, it seemed to reproduce the scene when the two faced Mo Xuanyi in the illusion world. At that time, Sikong Bei, who was only in the third realm of the earth level, faced Mo Xuanyi of the heavenly level, he did not flinch for half a minute, and kept guarding Tang Qingwu to the death, not letting Mo Xuanyi hurt Tang Qingwu by half a hair.

That scene gradually coincided with the scene at this time, although the enemy was stronger, but the man in front of Tang Qingwu still did not change!

At this time, Tang Qingwu seemed to have a figure in his heart, and that figure was no longer Gu Chen, but ...... This majestic man who is willing to bear all the hurt for her.

Although Sikong Bei's figure was not tall, at this moment, he was extremely tall in Tang Qingwu's heart.

Then, Tang Qingwu's eyes froze, and he said coldly to the two old men in Tsing Yi: "Now, it's time to settle accounts!"

Tang Qingwu was only a cultivator in the early stage of the second realm of the Heavenly Order, even if he had the blessing of the Golden Claw, he was not the opponent of the two peak powerhouses of the second realm of the Heavenly Order, but now with the help of Sikong Bei, his confidence was greatly increased.

Although Sikong Bei's attack ability is very weak, his defense is so strong that no one in the Pantheistic Sect can compare with him.

With him fending off the enemy's attacks, he can attack boldly and confidently.

As long as you seize the opportunity, the power of the sun's true fire is not easy to bear.

Once you hit an enemy, you have to shed a layer of skin even if you don't die.

Soon, Tang Qingwu and Sikong Bei teamed up to fight with the two old men in Tsing Yi.

With Sikong Bei in front of him, the enemy can't attack Tang Qingwu at all, and occasionally where Sikong Bei can't take care of it, he will also summon a black barrier in time to help Tang Qingwu resist the attack.

And Tang Qingwu sometimes fused with the Fa, using the true fire of the sun, and sometimes separated from the Fa, using the small sky to extinguish the palm.

It was difficult to fight with the two masters of the second realm of the Heavenly Order.

On the other hand, the battle between the night and the old man in white is a little bad.

Before Tang Qingwu arrived, Ye Wugui had already been injured, and now he has been pressed and beaten by the old man in white, and it can be said that he has no power to fight back.

No return at night is the cultivation of the late stage of the third realm of the Heavenly Order, but the old man in white is even more powerful, although he has not reached the Holy Realm, but he is not far from the Holy Realm.

I'm afraid that even if Yi Guichen, the Great Elder of the Pantheistic Sect God and Demon Temple, comes in person, and one-on-one with him, he may not be able to win.

Murong Zijing was also fighting with the blue-clothed young man at this time.

The exercises and martial arts of the two are the same, and their cultivation is not far apart, and they are currently both in the late stage of the first realm of the Heavenly Order.

Therefore, it is difficult to distinguish between the two for a while.

"Eldest sister, I see that you still admit defeat, follow me back, for the sake of the uncle, my father will treat you well." The blue-clothed young man and Murong Zijing slapped each other, and said to Murong Zijing when the two of them retreated.

"Phew! Murong Xuan, who is your eldest sister! I don't have such a second uncle who is inferior to a beast, and I don't have a sinister and shameless cousin like you! I know why you didn't kill me, but I can tell you clearly, that secret, I won't tell you if I die!" Murong Zijing said to the blue-clothed young man through gritted teeth.

The blue-clothed young man was Murong Tianxing's only son, Murong Xuan.

"Alas, the younger brother was originally a good intention, since the eldest sister didn't appreciate it, the younger brother had no choice but to offend!" Murong Xuan said with a pretended regret.

"Don't be pretty, I almost want to vomit when I look at the hypocritical faces of your father and son!" Murong Zijing made a disgusted expression and replied to Murong Xuan.

After Murong Zijing finished speaking, he used his Yuan Force, and a burst of star-like light appeared in the palm of his right hand.

Seven dazzling stars appeared in the sky again, as if they resonated with Murong Bauhinia.

Then, Murong Zijing slapped Murong Xuan in the air.

A giant palm composed of the power of the stars headed towards Murong Xuan.

This is the unique mastery of the Murong family, the Heavenly Rank Middle-grade Martial Arts-Seven-Star Fu Lingzhang.

With the help of the power of the stars, you can lock on to the enemy, so that you can't move your position for a short time, and you can only take this palm with your strength.

This martial art is extremely restrained against those who are good at speed, but it is not much of a threat to those who are strong in their own right.

Murong Xuan was naturally aware of the characteristics of the Seven-Star Fu Lingzhang, but his strength was on par with Murong Bauhinia, and since he had not learned more advanced martial arts, he had to use the same move to collide with the Seven-Star Fu Lingzhang.

The battle of everyone made the entire Lanhai City boil, especially the earth-shattering noise at the beginning, which had already alarmed everyone in the city.

Many people who believed in their strength gradually approached the battlefield and watched the fierce battle.

I saw that the heaven-level martial arts that are usually hard to see emerged one after another, which made everyone fanatical, and their blood boiled to watch.

"Look, that golden crow! That's the magic form summoned by the Divine Calling Technique of the Pantheistic Cult! That flame is so powerful!"

"Yes, yes, I heard that the Pantheistic Cult's Divine Summoning Technique is the most magical technique in the world, and it can summon the Dharma Phases of the ancient gods and demons to assist in the battle, that person must be the high-ranking of the Pantheistic Sect! Who are they fighting against?"

"Oh, look, there's another turtle!

"Fuck, that's a tortoise! That's Xuanwu! Xuanwu, one of the four divine beasts! That person must be the master of the Xuanwu Hall of the Pantheistic Sect!"

"Hahaha, look, that old man's hair is burned!"

"I see, that crow has three legs, it must be a three-legged golden crow! I heard that the law of the Lord of the Vermilion Bird Hall of the Pantheon Sect is a three-legged golden crow. ”

"The Lord of the Xuanwu Hall of the Pantheistic Sect and the Lord of the Vermilion Bird Hall have both been dispatched! Who is the other party? It doesn't look like the strength is weak!"

At this moment, on the roof of a tall building, three figures were watching the battle in the sky with burning eyes.

The three are:

A tall old man with a wrinkled face and gray hair.

An old man with half-bald hair and a short stature.

A middle-aged man with a burly figure and a rough face.

The middle-aged man suddenly said to the tall old man: "Father, should we make a move? The situation seems to be unfavorable to the Pantheistic Sect! If we can help him, my Sun family will definitely be taken care of by the Pantheistic Sect in the future." ”

"Yes, big brother, my Sun family used to be oppressed and bullied by the Heavenly Demon Sect, and they have not been able to develop. For example, today the Demon Gate is destroyed, and the Pantheistic Sect is in power. For us small forces, the Pantheistic Sect is not as mean as the Heavenly Demon Sect, we might as well help them, so as to win a better development space for the Sun family. "The short old man should also be kind.

The tall old man groaned for a while, and then said slowly: "The Pantheon Sect may not be much better than the Heavenly Demon Sect, they are not attacking us now because the foundation is not stable, I don't want to end up with a rabbit and a dog after working for others!"

"Father, this is just your speculation, as far as I can see, the Pantheistic Sect and the Heavenly Demon Sect are really very different, and they are gentle and polite to all forces, we must not miss this opportunity!" the burly middle-aged man once again persuaded bitterly.

"That's enough, don't say more, I have my own measure, let's see!" stopped the tall old man.

Two hours passed quietly, and the moon, which had been hiding in the clouds, gradually revealed its mystery.

At this time, the bright moon has shifted to the west, and more than half of the night has passed.

Tang Qingwu and Sikong Bei are both seriously consumed, and they are no longer able to maintain the law at this time.

However, the two old men on the opposite side were not much better.

One man's chest was already charred black, and his muscles had been burned extensively.

The other man's hair and beard were burned clean, and his face was pitch black, but it did not appear to have been burned, but smoked.

Murong Zijing couldn't raise half of her strength at this time, she and Murong Xuan had already ceased fighting many times, and the two of them would breathe separately every time they consumed their Yuan Force, and then fought again, this was the third time.

If there is no return at night, the situation is not good, his original strength is not as good as the old man in white, he has been constantly suppressed, and he has barely survived until now with the support of willpower, but it is almost the time when the oil runs out and the lamp runs out.

At this time, his body was covered with blood and sweat, panting like a cow, and his face was pale.

The old man in white has not changed much as always, it seems that it is not only the suppression of cultivation, but also the exercises and martial arts are better than the night and no return.

Seeing that he had lost the strength to fight at night, the old man in white was preparing to kill him in one fell swoop, and then take down Murong Zijing.

However, at this moment, a powerful momentum suddenly came from the south.

No, it's three strands!

"It's not good! How could the people of the Pantheistic Sect come so quickly, leave!" the old man in white was suddenly startled, and hurriedly shouted at Murong Xuan and the others.

"Do you want to go? When I go to what is the state, can you come and go as you want?"

Three streamers flashed in an instant, and three figures stood proudly in the sky.

The first person was dressed in a black robe and a gold crown, looking to be in his twenties, and he was looking at the old man in white coldly at this time, and the previous words came from his mouth.

To the left of the man, an old man with white hair and beard and a purple robe stood with his hands in his hands, and a figure of a large peng with golden feathers loomed behind him.

To the right of the man, a man in a black and red robe stood proudly, and a black shadow with two wings loomed behind him.