Chapter 125: Fighting for the Hallows

"Get out of here!"

"Get out of here!"

"Get out of here!"

Shen Weikong, Yan Tao, and Gu Ran Daoren, who were in the fierce battle, suddenly saw a black shadow flashing and rushing towards the holy weapon on the ground from the outside, and immediately understood that there was an enemy hidden here that they didn't know. Out of the instinct of fighting, almost at the same time, a violent spiritual power bloomed, and the sword shadow, the spear, and the spiritual power giant palm fell on the sudden black shadow at the same time.

At this moment, the opponents who had been enemies joined forces to stop the enemy hiding in the shadows.

But the next moment it made them feel terrified! The strength of those who came was stronger than they could have imagined.

"Bang"

The rushing black shadow was wrapped in an astonishing spiritual pressure, shattering the suppressed spiritual power giant palm with one punch, and then penetrating the giant palm to destroy the oncoming sword shadow, and then grinding out the spear that came to the chest; The remaining spiritual power on the fist slapped towards the three of them like a tidal wave. But it was also hindered by this joint attack, revealing Yang Ning's appearance.

The palms, swords, and spears dissipated. Spiritual power and body, such as a mountain collision. Shen Weikong's bodies trembled, and he took a step back uncontrollably, with a hint of horror in his eyes.

These three people, one-on-one, are far from Yang Ning in strength. But the three of them are united, and there is also Shen Weikong's strength close to the ninth level of the spirit product, and if Yang Ning wants to beat them all, it will take a little time.

Although Shen Weikong and the three of them successfully blocked Yang Ning's footsteps of secretly taking away the holy weapon treasure sword, the gap between their cultivation was still not something they could easily bear. The backlash of power caused their inner mansions to be shocked to a certain extent, and a wisp of blood flowed out of the corners of their mouths unconsciously.

"Get out of here!"

There were two Venerables outside who were hurrying over, Yang Ning didn't have much time to spend here, he roared, the strength of the half-step Venerable bloomed, and a multicolored spirit dragon appeared, with a majestic spiritual pressure, brutally devouring the three people who were blocking the way in front of him.

"Don't think!"

I didn't expect the three people in front of me to work so hard for this holy weapon. Although Yang Ning's burst out of the coercion of the Half-Step Venerable made them tremble, the infinitely swollen desire in their hearts made them roar wildly regardless of life and death, and burst out with crazy spiritual energy to stop Yang Ning from taking another step forward.

Suddenly, the indoor spiritual energy was raging, and even the other groups of opponents who were fighting were constantly squeezed by this violent spiritual energy to the point that they could only give up the battle and cling to the wall.

"Bang Bang ......"

Yang Ning's spiritual power, which was as heavy as a mountain, pressed towards the three of them wave after wave, but even if the three of them were suppressed and kept coughing up blood in their mouths, they refused to take a step back. Still dead.

"Damn!"

The tenacity of these three people made Yang Ning feel annoyed.

The time of the half-pillar incense passed in a blink of an eye, and Shen Weikong, Yan Tao, and the three of them were still desperately blocking it, and Yang Ning couldn't find a suitable time to seize the holy weapon treasure knife on the ground for a while.

"Damn! There is no time, and it is dangerous not to leave. ”

Sensing that the aura of the two Venerables was getting closer and closer, it would not take long for them to arrive, although the treasure was good, it was also a life to enjoy, Yang Ning did not want to be in such danger.

"This time I'll be cheaper for you."

"Knock Knock"

As soon as Yang Ning raised his hand, he burst out three terrifying fists, which slammed into Shen Weikong and the three of them respectively, forcing them away, and then his figure flickered, and he went to the outdoor electric switch, ready to leave. In his senses, the 'Golden Weasel' had already seized the two pieces of mineral materials in his hands, and although he did not seize the holy weapon, it was not in vain.

Just as his figure was about to pass the door of the room, an undetectable black light did not pass the corner of his eye, Yang Ning didn't know what it was, he reached out and took a picture of something from the ground, and his feet swept out without stopping.

At this moment, there was a petite black shadow outside, and when Yang Ning crossed the door, he collected an object from the ground at an incredible speed, and the figure floated out of the room like a ghostly figure behind Yang Ning.

This sudden change in an instant stunned everyone present. When, in addition to the monks of their three factions, there were other strong people who secretly entered the mausoleum, and there was more than one person.

In the next moment, Shen Weikong's face was even more dead, and his body was stiff. His strength was stronger than Yan Tao and Gu Ran Daoren, because at this moment, he clearly sensed in advance that there were two extremely powerful momentum that were almost outside the coffin, and in front of these two momentums, he was as weak as an ant that could be pinched to death.

These two momentum have obviously gone beyond the realm of spiritual products and reached the level of honorable products. Shen Weikong knew very well who his back hand was, only Guan Qianyue, who had not appeared so far, and now there were two Venerables, which meant that these two Venerables were not the people he was waiting for.

Shen Weikong's changes made Yan Tao and the lonely Taoist look even more vigilant. But in an instant, compared to Shen Weikong's ugliness, there was a relieved smile on their faces.

They also feel the aura of the Venerable that is coming.

"The thief who came out there, lie down for me!"

As the other people in the room watched in a bit of a daze, the faces of the three leaders changed, and two god-like roars rang out outside. Then, they also felt the coercion like heavenly might.

"Boom!"

"Little Kim! Come on! ”

Immediately afterward, the roar of a landslide and earth cracking sounded outside, and the entire coffin chamber shook with it. There was a roar and a rapid scream.

"That kid and girl who ran out of here just now are the disciples of that sect?"

"Well, especially that kid, he has good strength and can block a casual blow from both of us. The way to escape is also very weird, losing his figure in an instant, as if he has melted into the earth, and he can also do it without breath, and the means are not bad. ”

In the midst of the frightened eyes, two old men with fluttering sleeves walked into the coffin room, and the spiritual pressure emitted was like two heavenly domes covering the world, making everyone tremble.

"Venerable Yun! Venerable Ze! ”

Shen Weikong recognized at a glance who the two people who entered the coffin room were, and they had both followed Jia Wuyin to visit. On the left, an old man wearing dark red clothes, thick eyebrows, thin eyebrows, eagle eyes, and a slightly short body is none other than the Elder of the Fire Mountain, who is as famous as the Hall of Ten Thousand Soldiers: Venerable Liu Yun; The one on the right, with a delicate face, crane hair and long eyebrows, and a soap robe, is also an elder of the Jingyan Sect of the same level as the Ten Thousand Soldiers Hall: Luo Yueze.

These two people are both high-grade powerhouses, Shen Weikong saw the two of them, his face suddenly turned bloodless, knowing that this time not only did he lose his troops and lose his generals, but he also gained nothing, and if he didn't do it, he didn't even know if there was a chance to save his life?

"Poof"

Five hundred zhang away from the coffin room, fifty zhang underground, Yang Ning couldn't help but spew out a mouthful of reverse blood, and his spirit instantly fell a lot.

"Your uncle, these two old guys are too unsophisticated, they are all venerable, and they also teamed up to attack a spiritual monk. If I set foot in the Venerable Realm, I will see that I will not torture you to death! ”

As soon as he rushed out of the coffin room, he met two venerables from afar, and what was even more hateful was that these two old men met, and they didn't even ask a word, they raised their hands and slapped them with a palm. What is good or not dead is that the woman also rushed out of the coffin room, which happened to be less than a zhang away behind Yang Ning, and Yang Ning was the first to bear the brunt of the spirit palms suppressed by the two Venerables.

With all his efforts, Yang Ning was able to dissolve the suppressed spirit palm, but the inner mansion was extremely shocked, forcibly suppressed the reverse blood in his throat, and hurriedly called Xiao Jin to come over and lead him to escape from the ground.