When He Lang walked out of the main hall with his head in both hands, the disciples who were waiting outside the hall gathered around.

Juhu and He Lang exchanged a look, and when they saw He Lang nodding, they once again saw Yun Yanchu's vast magical powers.

I thought that the secret of the treasure would be completely buried in the soil with the death of the first master, but I didn't expect Yun Yanchu to have a way.

Juhu turned his head and took a deep look at the hall, keeping up with He Lang and the rest of the disciples leaving.

After they walked away, Yun Yanchu walked out of the hall.

Chun Yuling looked at their departing figures and asked, "Xianhe, when will the demons come back?" ”

Chun Yuling thought that the two demons would notify a large number of demons to come over soon after they fled, but it had been a long time now, and he had not seen those demons for a long time.

Yun Yanchu looked thoughtfully into the distance, shook his head and said, "I don't know." ”

"You don't know?" Chun Yu Ling was a little surprised.

"I don't know the purpose of their trip to the city, so naturally I can't guess when they will return to Jinyang Sect." Yun Yanchu spread his hands, helpless but calm.

"Also, they dispatched so many people at once, they don't plan to do it now, right?" Chun Yuling made a bold guess.

"No, if they dare to make a move, the Golden Yang Sect will not suffer this catastrophe." Yun Yanchu shook his head.

When Chun Yuling heard it, it made sense, and he became more and more curious about what Jin Jiao was doing with so many demons to the City Lord's Mansion.

There was silence in the Jinyang Sect, and after disposing of the corpses in the sect, He Lang, who ascended to the position of the head of the sect, also began to do what he should do as the head of the sect.

He successively sent three messengers to the outside world, one to report to the major immortal sects, the second to ask for help from Zhongzhou, and the third to convey orders to the disciples of the Jinyang Sect outside.

As soon as the three messengers came out, Wuzhou was a sensation.

The Biyun Sect of the First Immortal Gate in Nanzhou sent a thousand disciples to help and stabilize the situation.

The Apocalypse Army, which was distributed on the border of the four continents in Central Continent, also immediately set off for Yuncheng City.

For two whole days, the news of the appearance of the demon clan in Yuncheng City had been completely exposed to the sight of everyone in the immortal cultivation world.

Outside Yuncheng City, everyone knew that the city lord of Yuncheng City colluded with the demon clan to trap the five continents in danger.

There are not a few people who crusade.

And on the night of the third day when they hurried over to support, Jin Yangzong and others came to Jin Jiao.

All the disciples in the Jinyang Sect gathered in the Jinyang Hall to discuss matters, and the warning bell of the outside world suddenly rang throughout the Jinyang Sect.

The people in the hall stopped talking and turned their heads to look in the direction from which the bell came.

He Lang and the two peak masters looked at Yun Yanchu, who was sitting on one side with his eyes closed, and beat a drum in his heart.

The two peak masters had seen how Yun Yanchu defeated the demon, and they were quite sure of Yun Yanchu's strength.

But no matter how strong Yun Yanchu is, thousands of demon armies are afraid that they will be overwhelmed.

The atmosphere in the hall suddenly became tense, and outside the open door, a black figure suddenly ran in, shouting: "Xianhe, here!" ”

Yun Yanchu's eyebrows were raised faintly, and his eyes were as deep as an abyss.

Everyone in the hall was so excited when they saw Chun Yuling, and their eyes were full of uncertainty.

"You've got it all arranged?" Yun Yanchu looked at Chun Yuling and asked.

Chun Yuling nodded slightly at the corner of his lips, "Thirty blasting spiders are guaranteed to be full of firepower." ”

Yun Yanchu stood up and turned his head to look at He Lang, who was sitting on the throne of the head of the house, "Let's go, watch the play." ”

Hearing the word "watching the play", everyone in the hall looked at Yun Yanchu's eyes very complicated.

How the demons occupied the Jinyang Sect a few months ago, how they killed their fellow sects, how powerless they were.

But for Yun Yanchu, it is not even called a battle, but a play.

Is this the strongest? After getting along for a few days, they didn't know anything about the mysterious Yun Yanchu.

It was only from the mouth of the Lord of Juhu Peak that this person defeated the two demons by himself.

Looking at Yun Yanchu, who always looked indifferent, they really couldn't imagine what her shot was like.

Hearing Yun Yanchu's words, He Lang immediately stood up, and a group of disciples behind him followed him.

Yun Yanchu walked to Chun Yuling's side with steady steps, and the two stepped out of the hall side by side, only to see that the square outside the hall was already in a dark place.

The night was thick, and the moonlight shone on the demon army in black armor, making it even more solemn.

In front of the demon army, a man dressed in a black sable fur and a fashionable pattern of dark gold Jiao heard the movement and raised his eyelids lightly.

The gilded jade was blown by the wind with her hair, and her handsome facial features came into view.

Although he stood below, when he cast his gaze, he gave people a domineering momentum of being high up and overlooking the common people.

Yun Yanchu looked at it indifferently, his eyes were facing each other, Jin Jiao hooked the corners of his lips, and there was a little playfulness in his deep red eyes.

Yun Yanchu's lips outlined a shallow arc.

"Jinyang Sect is a good means, and I found you to save my life." Jin Jiao's tone was gentle, but it was a little dangerous.

His voice was low, but every word fell to his ears with a strong sense of oppression.

"But ......" Jin Jiao paused slightly, his eyes fell on the people behind Yun Yanchu, "I want your life and theirs." ”

Jin Jiao obviously also had a great interest in Yun Yanchu.

He had heard a lot of things about Yun Yanchu from Wei Chi'an and Ni Yin.

It also made him extremely curious about this person.

A person who was able to skyrocket and cultivate unaffected under the power of the Heavenly Dao might come from the same place as them.

Yun Yanchu didn't know that Jin Jiao listed her as a person from the upper realm, and when he heard him say that he would deal with himself slowly, he nodded as usual.

"Then you can see if you have the ability." Yun Yanchu's expression was indifferent.

The words that come out always give people a feeling of extraordinarily arrogant and confident.

Jin Jiao raised his hand, and the demon army behind him surged, brushing forward with a cold aura.

The group of disciples behind Yun Yanchu looked at the surging demon army, and the hand holding the sword trembled slightly with fear.

The murderous aura approached, and Chun Yuling, who was standing beside Yun Yanchu, showed a wicked smile, and then pressed the button in his hand.

In the next second, a loud bang suddenly burst out in the middle of the demon army, and a large pit appeared out of thin air, and the demon soldiers were blown out, and when they landed, they were already a blur of flesh and blood.

Like the sound of machine gun fire came from the demon army.

The dust was flying, the ground shook, and countless cracks were blasted by shells.

A group of demon armies were blown up without a chance to react.

Seeing this scene, the disciples behind Yun Yanchu and the others widened their eyes and showed shocked expressions.

"How? I'm a good blaster, aren't I? Chun Yuling smiled and looked at the explosions that kept appearing from all over the place in front of him.

Yun Yanchu raised his hand and gave a thumbs up, and said without hiding his praise: "The power is big enough, but how many cannonballs can a blasting spider fire?" ”

"Because there are only so many space crystals that can be melted, it can only hold two hundred rounds at a time." Chun Yuling replied.

The Tactical Demolition Spider was the smallest weapon she'd been working on for the longest time in the last two years.

It takes about half a month to refine a blasting spider by fusing the things of the immortal cultivation realm with the mechanical structure.

Each Blaster is the size of a fingernail, so it's not easy to spot.

The eight legs of the Demolition Spider can fire spiritual compression projectiles, and as long as they turn fast enough, they can strafe in all directions without dead ends.

Long before these people came, Chun Yuling had planted tactical blasting spiders in the square, waiting for them to step into her encirclement.