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Let Feng Lianzhi enter the blue light curtain?!

No, it was a dream, and the women never even thought about it, and no one could have predicted what they would do if someone so crazy and far stronger than them approached them. [ads:This site has a new URL,Shorthand method:,.]

Moreover, at the time of the fifth giant tower, he had already revealed his killing intent to the women, even if he still had some scruples about killing Hua Rongying, but now it was a matter of life and death, and nothing would be considered by him.

Whether it is threatening the women, or snatching the jewel from Ai Miaoqing's hands, the result is that the life and death of the women will be in the hands of Feng Lianzhi.

Rather than this, it is better to fight with him!

"Look for death!" Seeing the appearance of the women swearing to resist, Feng Lianzhi was furious!

With resentment, he waved out the Star Storm Banner, a cluster of star light several feet in size, and bombarded straight towards the blue light curtain.

Even if Feng Lianzhi's strength at the moment is less than fifty percent of the peak period, but with the best spirit weapon in his hand, this blow still has the power of one blow in the early stage of the Yuan Infant.

Except for Leng Erdie's five-rank array disk, no one had the means to stop this attack.

It's just that there is not enough time to trigger a formation attack at this moment, and the rest of the people take action to block, whether they can stay alive is difficult to say.

Although the blue light curtain seems to have the power of the body protection true yuan in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, Ai Miaoqing's situation at the moment is very bad, it is estimated that even if this blow is blocked, the light curtain will be broken, and Ai Miaoqing may also be hit hard by the backlash.

"Miaoqing, unlock the light curtain, let's fight with him together!" Xiao Lingqing shouted.

If the blue light curtain is broken, or Ai Miaoqing is seriously injured, everyone's fate will still be death.

Therefore, Xiao Lingqing decisively asked Ai Miaoqing to remove the light curtain, and then she, Leng Erdie, Xia Jingjing, and Hua Rongying worked together to block it. As long as they survive this blow and don't die, Ai Miaoqing will be fine, and there will still be a great chance of survival.

Xiao Lingqing gambled that Feng Lianzhi would not be able to swing two blows in a row, because there were still several dead qi vines behind him that were entangled in him, as long as he didn't have time to rush into the blue light curtain, there was a high chance that he would be swept away by the dead qi vines in the next moment.

However, Ai Miaoqing did not remove the light curtain as she said, but muttered a little weakly: "It's finally here, I hope it's ...... in time."

I saw that in the sky above the height of a hundred feet, there seemed to be a red rainbow light, which was swooping towards it at an astonishing speed.

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When he was still two or three hundred zhang away from the bottom of the altar, Yi Ting noticed that there were faint fluctuations of battle below, and he immediately lifted his spirits, and even galloped down with all his strength.

When he was more than a hundred feet away, he found that the person who was fighting was Feng Lianzhi, and at the same time, he also caught a glimpse of the pale blue light emitted not far away from the corner of his eye, and knew that it was the protective light curtain that wrapped the women, and his heart was naturally overjoyed.

Then the next moment, he found that Feng Lianzhi was moving in the direction of the blue light curtain, and a bad premonition arose in his heart, obviously he had also discovered the location of the women, and what idea he was making, Yi Ting didn't ask.

Immediately, Yi Ting launched the teleportation of the Golden Crow Feather!

It's just that there are still several dead qi vines in the middle to block it, so that the short distance of a hundred zhang also allows Yi Ting to launch four teleportations in a row before he comes to the vicinity of the blue light curtain.

Before the last teleportation, he had already seen Feng Lianzhi attack the blue light curtain, and his heart suddenly ignited with monstrous anger and endless killing intent, endured the surging qi and blood, and directly teleported to the front of the star light cluster.

In the next moment, the True Bone Clone was summoned, and it was able to block the combined attack of the two flags without any damage, but now Feng Lianzhi's strength was greatly reduced, and he only waved a flag, so he could easily block his attack.

"Boom~" There was a loud bang.

Under the cover of the dead black mist, Feng Lianzhi saw a red light suddenly block in front of the blue light curtain, although he didn't have time to see it really, but he was extremely familiar with this red light.

Aside from that damn winged Yi Ting, there could be no second person who could sabotage his Feng Lianzhi's actions so easily.

Even if he wanted to pull a few beauties to accompany him to the funeral, he was finally defeated in the hands of the surname Yi.

But before Feng Lianzhi could curse, suddenly a scorching and amazing breath came from the top of his head, and with a "boom", the fire dragon emitted by the Ice and Fire Qiankun Mirror directly hit his body.

Feng Lianzhi spewed out a mouthful of blood with a "poof", and the person was thrown backwards quickly, and there were still several wisps of embers on his body that burned his clothes black, and the stars and rain flags held in his hands also fell to the ground with their hands.

If it weren't for the fact that this fire dragon had been opening the way for Yi Ting for a long time, the power contained in it would have already been consumed by as much as six or seven percent, and this blow would probably be able to blast Feng Lianzhi so hard that he couldn't get up.

It's just that in the next moment, more than a dozen dead qi vines flew up together, and at this time, Feng Lianzhi didn't have the slightest power to resist, and in the blink of an eye, he was tightly entangled, and was dragged towards the location of the peerless vine body, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the black mist.

Yi Ting knew that Feng Lianzhi could no longer get out, and his clone swept towards the location of the two stars and rain flags, and his true body immediately turned back to check on the condition of the women.

"Yi Ting ......"

I saw that all the women were kneeling on the ground with a weak body, and they couldn't say anything other than calling Yi Ting.

At the previous moment, it could be said that it was a moment of life and death, if there was no timely appearance of Yi Ting, it was difficult for someone to die because of the blow.

Yi Ting's gaze looked at Ai Miaoqing beyond everyone, but he didn't open his eyes, but continued to maintain the protective light curtain with a pale face.

"Can you still hold it up?!" Yi Ting was a little distressed, but knew that he couldn't hold it for too long, so he just asked briefly.

"Up to ...... Half an hour......" Yan Xichen's voice was as thin as a gnat, and he really couldn't open his eyes, and just answering a sentence seemed to exhaust all the strength of his body.

"Okay, I'll suppress this thing in two quarters of an hour, as for the dead black fog around it, it doesn't matter, as long as there are no vines attacking, you can remove this light curtain first." ”

After Yi Ting finished speaking, he immediately turned around and swept away, he knew that Yan Xichen was powerless to respond, but the other four women would protect the Dharma for him, and only by suppressing the Peerless Vine as soon as possible could he relieve Yan Xichen's burden.

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As early as halfway through, Xiaoice and Xiaomo had already taken out a large amount of Wanjun Jinsha from the ancient city.

At this time, Yi Ting once again summoned a fire dragon to protect the surroundings, and each hand held a storage ring full of Wanjun Jinsha, while spreading the golden black feathers, quickly circling the body of the world-destroying peerless vine, and constantly scattering Wanjun Jinsha to the ground along the way.

Wanjun Sands is naturally not casually scattered, Yi Ting uses it to draw the formation pattern, so as to maximize the suppressive power of Wanjun Jinsha.

When Yi Ting finished the first circle, the dead black mist began to sink significantly, and they all concentrated near the ground, as if they were under the action of some kind of strange force, and they were no longer scattered around and were firmly locked.

The surroundings gradually brightened and became clearer, and the face of the vine gradually revealed.

Its body is made of countless thick vines, and its body presents an evil dark green color, and exudes bursts of demonic aura.

The diameter of the main trunk was at least three or four hundred zhang, and the height was three thousand zhang until it reached the bottom of the altar of Babel.

At the same time, it can be seen that wisps of dead air continue to diffuse from the body, but under the influence of Wanjun Jinsha, as soon as it is generated, it is pressed to the ground by a strange force.

Yi Ting's action of scattering the golden sand did not stop, and when he made a second circle, the large dark clouds in the sky began to change.

The faceless eyes that originally overlooked the entire world seemed to show an extremely frightened look, and the coercion that shrouded the secret realm suddenly disappeared without a trace, and the dark clouds covering the sky began to shrink sharply, gradually converging on the original altar of Tongtian.

Then, the thick cloud of dead air turned into a funnel-shaped tornado, and quickly submerged into the body of the Peerless Vine, and after a short time, the sky of the entire secret realm was clear and cloudless again, as if everything before had never happened.

When the third circle of formation patterns was arranged, it seemed that the power of the magic circle suddenly burst out!

The dead qi in the body of the Absolute Vine swarmed out and quickly fell to the ground, making the area half a foot above the ground, the dead qi was as thick as swamp sludge, and began to condense into extremely black crystals.

These black crystals were the size of a grain of rice at first, but they swelled at an astonishing rate, and it was estimated that they could grow to the size of a skull in a quarter of an hour or two.

However, it seems that when it grows to such a size, it will not continue to grow, but will generate some new grains of rice nearby, and then it will continue to condense and grow.

Yi Ting didn't pay much attention to these black crystals, because at this time, the body of the peerless vine was rapidly shrinking at a speed that was recognizable to the naked eye.

The dead qi vines that were originally waving wildly also fell to the ground as if they had lost their strength, and the surface quickly withered and dried up, and it could be seen that there was no longer the slightest threat to Yi Ting and the others.

"Bang bang ......" counted.

Those Feng family and Xiandan Hall cultivators who were entangled in the dead qi vines fell to the ground one after another, but these people were still tightly entangled by the half-withered vines, and their vitality was still constantly extracted, as if they were unable to break free on their own.

In addition, Hua Yijin and the two Xiandantang monks who had taken the Longevity Pill, although their faces still looked a little weak, they could already rely on their own strength to pull through those tightly wrapped vines and laboriously get out of them.

Even though the Death Qi vine had withered and dried up a lot, it still didn't seem to be able to cut it off easily, including Feng Lianzhi's top-grade flying sword, which could only carve shallow marks a few inches deep on it.

Yi Ting really wanted to watch the Peerless Vine suck Feng Lianzhi's vitality dry, but unfortunately this place was not the place to kill it, and for this Peerless Vine, a strange thing that was enough to destroy the world, there were still many things that had to be dealt with in the future.

Yi Ting slashed out a few knives and cut off the vines that were wrapped around the Feng family monk, but except for Feng Lianzhi, the three Jiedan monks and Feng Jian Xing were like old men who were about to die, and it was a little difficult to even stand.

"You can go. Yi Ting said lightly.

"Hand over the Star Storm Banner first!" Feng Lianzhi said with a gloomy face, without the slightest hint of gratitude.

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