The third of the four Dharma Protector Elders was a tall middle-aged man, with an icy aura all over his body.

Only those who are familiar with it know that this is caused by the cultivation of the "Soul Codex" to a certain level, and one can imagine how terrifying its strength will be.

His face was expressionless, and he swept out first, heading straight in the direction of everyone in Lingjiang City, the cold coercion was pervasive, and it was indescribably terrifying.

As soon as this Dharma Protector Elder moved, Lingjiang City's face changed, this person's momentum was terrifying, and the aura he exuded was much stronger than Cai Sheng and Nangong Wu in the battle, almost similar to the Yanbing Pavilion Lord!

A Dharma Protector Elder sent by the Blood Soul Hall had such a cultivation as the helmsman of the three major forces, how could they not be surprised?

Moreover, there are as many as four such characters!

If they are left alone, with their ninth-level spirit master's cultivation, they will definitely be like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, slaughtering the people of Lingjiang City like crazy!

Fortunately, the menacing middle-aged man failed to reach the crowd, and was intercepted by a man with a lofty spirit, and he stopped abruptly.

"Oh?" Looking at Nangong Yue, whose aura was not weaker than his in the slightest, the middle-aged man's face also showed a meaningful smile.

"Come to think of it, Your Excellency must be the head of the famous Nangong family, Nangong Yue, right?"

Hearing this, Nangong Yue, who was not angry and arrogant, frowned slightly, did not deny it, and said indifferently: "What is it." ”

"I have long heard of the name of the Nangong family's peerless "Chiyang Gong", how magical and extraordinary. The middle-aged man shook his head disappreciatively and chuckled a few times, and then said, "I just don't know which is stronger or weaker than my "Soul Codex". ”

"Chiyang Gong" is a peerless study that the Nangong family relies on to become famous, and it is a low-level super exercise, which allowed the Nangong family to gain a foothold in Lingjiang City, and has developed to such a scale today.

This exercise is the secret of the Nangong family, and even among the descendants, only those who are very excellent are qualified to cultivate.

The aura refined by "Red Yang Gong" is like a flame, scorching hot and extremely lethal, and ordinary people dare not touch it at all.

"Try it yourself. Nangong Yue snorted disdainfully, glanced at him, and said in a cold voice.

"That's what I mean!"

As soon as the words fell, the middle-aged man burst out laughing wantonly, and the black aura released was extremely cold, which was diametrically opposed to the scorching fiery red aura on Nangong Yue's body, but it was just as terrifying!

Rumble!

The battle between the two peak powerhouses instantly caused violent turmoil in the field, and the nearby powerhouses turned pale with fright for a while, and they all avoided the surroundings, for fear of being affected.

On the other side, a vacant space was suddenly vacated in the monastery of Nuoda, and everyone retreated far away from each other, not daring to approach.

There were two figures standing in the field, facing each other indifferently, and the invisible aura made people can't stop chilling their spines.

The breath of these two people, compared to Feng Xingtian and Nangong Yuelai, is faintly stronger, and they have really touched the bottleneck of the spirit master, and have reached the consummation of the foundation building period, and they are only one step away from entering the realm of agility!

This kind of character, who may break through at any time, is the real strongest on both sides at the moment.

One of them is a generation of senior monks of the Golden Cicada Temple, Huijing!

"Master Huijing, it's been a long time. The black-robed old man smiled slightly and spoke.

Everyone present couldn't help but be surprised, so it sounded like this, the Huijing monk of the Golden Cicada Temple, and this person seemed to be still in the old days?

"Master Cai Jiang. Hui Jing let out a long sigh, "I haven't seen you for a few years, but your cultivation has really improved even more." ”

Suddenly, there was a shock in the field, and the last of these four Dharma Protector Elders turned out to be the ancestor of the Cai family in Wushan City, Cai Jiang!

The black-robed old man had an unconcealable loss on his face, shook his head, and sighed helplessly: "It's a pity that I still couldn't take that step." ”

In the past, the ancestors of the Cai family also visited Lingjiang City and came to the Golden Cicada Temple.

After meeting Huijing, the two had similar strength, exchanged experiences with each other, and had a lot of inspiration from each other, which can be described as a great friendship.

"I really don't want to fight you in this way. Huijing was a little stunned, in this situation, to fight with his old friends was obviously not what he wanted to see.

"The power is stronger than people, and when there are many people, they can't help themselves. Cai Jiang's expression was equally complicated, "The Blood Soul Hall is bound to win this time, and Lingjiang City must be destroyed!"

After all, he is a person who understands the overall situation, and in this kind of matter, he does not make the slightest concession at all, and his tone of voice is categorical, and he has obviously made a decision in his heart.

"In that case, then I have nothing to say to you. Huijing shook his head and said, "Let's do it." ”

Cai Jiang's eyes under the black robe were slightly condensed, his breath gushed out like a torrent, and a purple sword appeared in his hand at some point, and he stepped on the ground and shot out, shouting: "Be careful!"

Huijing's face was solemn, and he took out a long stick, and the terrifying aura was released without reservation, and he greeted him.

Bang!

The two fought fiercely, and every move and style was tempered by thousands of tempers, and the aura of the two sides competed with each other, colliding violently, and an earth-shattering sound erupted.

In the battle between the two peak powerhouses, the air flow that casually overflowed could knock down the wall and overturn the giant tree, and in just a moment, the field was already a mess.

In another place, the rickety old man was blocked by Mu Pengcheng, Ye Songtao and the owner of the Linghe Tower, although he had the cultivation of the ninth layer of the foundation building period, it was difficult to solve these three people for a while.

Needless to say, Mu Pengcheng, the head of the Yanbing Pavilion, Ye Songtao of Qimuwu and the owner of the Linghe Tower are also quite not weak, and under the joint efforts of the three of them, a delicate balance has also been formed between them and the rickety old man, which is difficult to break for a while, and no one can help anyone.

Feng Xingtian and Luo Kun were in the middle of a battle, and suddenly, a black horse with terrifying energy shot out, which caught him off guard and almost suffered a heavy blow!

He turned his head and saw a gray-haired old man standing behind him, looking at him with an expressionless face and an astonishing breath.

"He'll leave it to me. The gray-haired old man looked at Luo Kun and said.

Feng Xingtian's gaze was completely cold, and his face was indescribably gloomy.

Lingjiang City and Wushan City, the difference in strength is not big, unless you really work hard, no one can tell.

For decades, the two sides have maintained a delicate balance, and no one has broken it, even if Wushan City has any ideas, they dare not put it into practice, after all, the strength of the two sides is between the two sides, even if they can annex each other, they will inevitably be hurt and suffer heavy losses.

The appearance of the Luo family has broken this long-standing balance.

Luo Kun was the last straw that crushed Lingjiang City!

A ninth-level peak spirit master with no one to restrain himself into the army was a nightmare for the people of Lingjiang City!

"Okay, I'll leave it to you!" Luo Kun nodded.

After speaking, he directly turned around and shot out, flying straight towards the middle of the field, and his target was Ning Yu!

Feng Xingtian's face changed slightly, and he just wanted to step forward to stop him, but he was intercepted halfway by the gray-haired old man.

"It's not going to work. The gray-haired old man said coldly.

Feng Xingtian snorted angrily, and shot directly without saying a word, but the other party was the protector elder of the Blood Soul Palace, and he was also a cultivator of the ninth layer of the foundation building period, and if he wanted to defeat, it was not that simple.