Zhuang Hong suddenly appeared, which surprised all the monks around.

Because they were on high alert during the battle, no movement around them could escape their observation, but even so, they didn't see clearly how Zhuang Hong suddenly appeared.

This made everyone subconsciously feel that Zhuang Hong was extraordinary.

After the head of the imperial fu recovered, he looked at the three flying swords that were locked by Zhuang Hong with a gold chain, and his heart palpitated.

In the trance just now, he thought he was dead.

Even he didn't expect that he was rescued by someone he had only met once, and he immediately thanked him: "Thank you Zhuang Daoyou for coming to the rescue." ”

Zhuang Hong said with a smile: "Senior Brother Qi entrusted me to save you, if you want to thank him, thank him." ”

The head of the imperial fu was stunned: "Uncle Qi? He's not dead yet? ”

Zhuang Hong said: "I almost died." ”

Seeing that there was no suitable opportunity to escape at this time, the other four elders approached Zhuang Hong's side, looked at Zhuang Hong curiously, and asked, "This fellow Daoist is ......?"

The head of the imperial fu immediately introduced: "This is the Zhuang Daoyou you met after Uncle Qi's ascension!" ”

Elder Thinking greeted one after another: "It turned out to be Zhuang Daoyou, fortunately." ”

Cong Jiansheng on the other side put his fingers together, trying to control the three flying swords to break free from the shackles of the golden chains, but no matter how he tried, the three flying swords were firmly fixed by Zhuang Hong's chains, and he couldn't move, so he could only tremble lightly in place.

Cong Jiansheng's face changed slightly, he had experienced countless battles, and he had also destroyed many monks' magic weapons, but it was the first time that he had encountered a situation where his magic weapons were tied up and could not move.

And he could also vaguely feel a sense of threat from Zhuang Hong, which made him dignified.

At this time, the Wuyi Daoist who had met Zhuang Hong approached and whispered: "Demon Lord, we have fought with this kid, but we can't help him, he is a little weird, be careful." This time, I waited here to report the news of this kid to the Demon Lord. ”

Another Jin Ping Daoist also said: "He has a strange phantom ability, which can dodge our attacks, maybe the body we see now is just a phantom of him, as for the real body, I don't know." ”

Cong Jiansheng frowned, suddenly thinking of the scene where Qi Chengjun suddenly disappeared before, and muttered, "Phantom ability? Could it be that he has no connection with that Qi Chengjun? ”

Wuyi said: "This kid may have some special magic weapon on his body, I have nothing to do with him, and I have to take the demon lord personally to take it down." ”

Cong Jiansheng waved his hand to stop Wuyi Daoist from speaking, and said lightly: "I know it in my heart, you don't need to say much." ”

He quickly regained his composure and said remotely: "This Taoist friend has good means, why have I never heard of such a person as a Taoist friend?" Dare to report your name! ”

Zhuang Hong: "In Xia Zhuang Hong, half of the Qingxuanmen disciples, now that they have won, how about retreating?" ”

Cong Jiansheng smiled, and pointed to the head of the Huangfu and the others: "Whether we win or not, you don't count, when they all die, naturally we win." And do you think you can get me to go with just one word? ”

Zhuang Hong knew that if he wanted Cong Jiansheng and the others to retreat willingly, he couldn't just say it, and he had to use his strength to convince them, but he still gave Cong Jiansheng a promise: "If Cong Daoyou is willing to retreat, I will personally come to the door to thank you in the future, and the thank you gift will definitely satisfy you." ”

Cong Jiansheng laughed: "Thank you for satisfying me? As long as all the ten major sects are destroyed, what else in this world can I not get? ”

Zhuang Hong chuckled: "There really is, why don't you try?" ”

Cong Jiansheng put away the smile on his face and said lightly: "Since you claim to be a disciple of Qingxuanmen, and you want to stop the battle and protect Qingxuanmen, I won't talk nonsense with you, let's see the real chapter in our hands!" If your kung fu is not as powerful as your mouth says, you will lose your life to me, and if I lose, I will naturally lead the crowd away. ”

Speaking of this, the corners of his mouth hooked: "Those who lose lose everything, and those who win get everything, the immortal cultivation world has always been like this, isn't it?" ”

Zhuang Hong nodded and said, "It's not just the Immortal Cultivation Realm, it's probably the case in the entire Great Universe, but there should be something else besides winning or losing." ”

With a wave of Cong Jiansheng's big hand, the group of god-transforming cultivators around him retreated one after another.

At the same time, the head of the Huangfu family and others had different thoughts, and they also retreated from Zhuang Hong's side.

Before the head of the Huangfu pushed it away, he asked in a low voice: "Zhuang Daoyou, can you have the confidence to repel the demon Cong Jiansheng?" This Cong Jiansheng has rarely been defeated since his debut, and his strength is still unfathomable, if he is not invincible, don't be impulsive, save a life, we can join forces or kill out, as long as I keep my life, there will still be a chance in the future. ”

He recognized Zhuang Hong's strength, but he still felt that Zhuang Hong would most likely not be able to beat Cong Jiansheng, and was worried that Zhuang Hong would lose a battle force due to impulsiveness.

Zhuang Hong said: "Don't worry." ”

The battle is on the verge of breaking out.

Cong Jiansheng's magic technique pinched, and nine flying swords flew out of his sleeve, stabbing towards Zhuang Hong.

The three flying swords were still tied up by Zhuang Hong at this time, and he couldn't move, he didn't think that Zhuang Hong could give birth to more gold chains to entangle all his flying swords.

And as long as Zhuang Hong showed a flaw when blocking the flying sword, he could use the Falling Immortal Mirror to stun Zhuang Hong, and then use the flying sword to kill him.

"Woo Woo Woo ~ "

The nine flying swords shot from all directions like swimming snakes, the speed was extremely fast, and the trajectory was unpredictable, and they came around Zhuang Hong in the blink of an eye.

Zhuang Hong didn't dodge, but reached out, condensed a huge light blue palm, and swept it gently.

"Dangdang~"

The nine flying swords were all swept away by Zhuang Hong.

Cong Jiansheng's eyes froze, and at the moment when Zhuang Hong made a move, three falling immortal mirrors slipped out of his sleeves, neatly lined up in front of him, aimed at Zhuang Hong.

At the same time, a slender rope was untied from his waist and flew towards Zhuang Hong.

This scene shocked everyone.

The head of the Huangfu even shrank his pupils, and his mind was shocked: "It's actually a three-sided falling immortal mirror, and that rope!" Zhuang Daoyou wants to be ......"

Qi Chengjun, who was hiding in the sky to observe the battle, also had a sudden change in his complexion, and his secret words were terrible.

Everyone didn't expect Cong Jiansheng to have a three-sided Falling Immortal Mirror, and only then did they know that Cong Jiansheng was hiding so deeply.

However, at this time, it was too late for the head of the Huangfu and others to help Zhuang Hong block the attack.

As soon as the three-sided Falling Immortal Mirror appeared, a dazzling red light shot out one after another with a piercing buzz, sealing Zhuang Hong's various dodge directions in a zigzag shape.

"Buzz!"

As soon as the red light appeared, it shone on Zhuang Hong's body, not giving Zhuang Hong the slightest space and time to dodge.

The nine flying swords that were fanned by Zhuang Hong's big hand also stabilized the sword body at this time and turned back, strangled towards Zhuang Hong.

Before it was over, a large number of spikes flew out of Cong Jiansheng's sleeve robe, shooting towards Zhuang Hong overwhelmingly, blocking all the space for Zhuang Hong to dodge.

From Cong Jiansheng's point of view, no matter where Zhuang Hong's true body is, even if this blow can't kill Zhuang Hong, he will definitely be able to see a clue.

And Zhuang Hong, who was attacked, just stood still, letting the nine flying swords shoot on his body.

"Dangdang~"

Just when everyone thought that Zhuang Hong would definitely die this time, they found that the nine flying swords attacked one after another, and they couldn't break through the faint blue light on Zhuang Hong's body, and they rebounded back one after another.

The dense spikes were like raindrops, and they didn't even make Zhuang Hong take a step back.

The rope that followed was not yet wrapped around Zhuang Hong's body, but it was stirred into a mess by Zhuang Hong's three golden chains.

At this point, Cong Jiansheng's sudden killing moves were all cracked by Zhuang Hong, and Zhuang Hong was not hurt in the slightest.

The sharp-eyed head of the emperor saw the smile in Zhuang Hong's eyes and the corners of his mouth.

He couldn't help but shout in his heart: "Blocked!" It was blocked, and the attacks of the three Falling Immortal Mirrors didn't seem to make him in a trance, and Zhuang Daoyou's strength was really unfathomable! ”

Seeing this, the other elders couldn't help but exclaim in their hearts.

In the face of such an attack, if they were replaced, they would have been torn to pieces by the flying sword and lay on the ground.

The monks behind Cong Jiansheng couldn't help but show shocked expressions, and secretly muttered in their hearts that this shouldn't be the case.

"Could it be that the Demon Lord is testing the strength of his opponent? But judging from the way of attacking, this is a real all-out attack......"

"This monk named Zhuang Hong is really weird."

The surprise in Cong Jiansheng's heart was no less than that of other monks.

He personally launched an attack that knew better than anyone how powerful it was.

It can be said that on each flying sword and spike, there is enough power to break through the talisman of the ordinary god cultivator.

However, such a fierce round of attacks could not break through the blue light shield on Zhuang Hong's body.

What made him feel incomprehensible the most was that the red light of the three Falling Immortal Mirrors shone on Zhuang Hong's body, and it failed to affect Zhuang Hong.

Cong Jiansheng couldn't help muttering in his heart: "How can it be so ......?"

This is the first time that the Falling Immortal Mirror has returned in vain.

On the other monks, let alone being hit by three red lights, after being hit by one red light, the flying figure can't be maintained.

"Could it be that the mirror of the fallen immortal is just a phantom? But from the perspective of divine perception, there is no doubt about the real body. ”

When Cong Jiansheng was puzzled, he saw Zhuang Hong raise a finger and point it at him.

"Danger!"

The moment he saw Zhuang Hong's fingers, Cong Jiansheng's cold hairs all over his body stood up uncontrollably.

This is an unprecedented sense of crisis.

"What is he going to do?"

Zhuang Hong separated a trace of source power, and after deliberately reducing his power, he launched a spell against Cong Jiansheng.

'Golden Bullet'!

After releasing the golden light bullet, he couldn't help but muttered in his heart: "Weakened to this extent, this guy should be able to catch it......"

(End of chapter)