Soon, Jiang Zuiyun found the right opportunity, withdrew the formation of concealed aura, and flew into the battlefield.

"I have heard for a long time that His Royal Highness the Prince of the World is unparalleled in combat power, and he has been invincible among the younger generation of the Gu Dynasty for a long time, and the little woman has been yearning for a long time, can you give me some advice?" Her divine power boiled, and with a scream, she rushed towards Zhao Wuyou, the prince of Anping, because this person was now closest to the entrance of the Dragon Cave.

Near the Dragon Cave, with the appearance of Jiang Zuiyun, the battle situation became more and more chaotic.

The prince of Liyang fought against Xu Yuchuan, and the bright silver spear and the nine-section deer head staff collided frequently.

The former's spear was like a dragon, wide open and closed, and his long silver hair flew wantonly, like a god of war descending to earth.

The latter has a mediocre momentum, every move and style seems not arrogant or impatient, slow and powerful, and the deer's head staff bursts out from time to time with a piece of essence, and the bright silver spear sparks everywhere.

On the other side, the Holy Maiden of the Cold Water Sect, Yutai Shanruo, walked calmly in the void, and a long river of weak water appeared under her feet, and every time she took a step, a black lotus bloomed from the long river.

The long river spreads and almost no one can stop it.

"Oh my God! It is the vision of the three thousand weak waters of the Cold Water Sect! ”

"It's terrifying, how old is she? They actually cultivated their Cold Water Sect's town sect! ”

"Legend has it that a real river of weak water swallows up everything, and nothing can float in the river."

"The ancestor of the Cold Water Sect created this peerless discipline, and cultivating to the extreme is equivalent to standing on the real weak water river, and the long river under his feet blocks all attacks, and he is inherently undefeated!"

Countless people around were shocked, and some of the older figures were dumbfounded.

Some monks tried to stop Shantai Shanruo, but unfortunately the law of divine power bombarded out, as long as it entered the range of the weak water vision, it would be like a mud cow into the sea and disappear without a trace.

He couldn't even touch a single strand of Shanruo's hair, so he could only watch her step on the black lotus, calmly approaching the Earth Vein Dragon Cave, almost unable to stop her.

"Boom!!"

Suddenly, a silver glow sprinkled in the void, and there were flute sounds, like rippling water, forming an invisible wall from top to bottom, and it actually blocked the spread of the weak water river.

"Giggle...... Sister Shanruo, I haven't seen you for a long time, but I didn't expect you to cultivate a weak water vision. My little sister is quite curious about this vision, and she doesn't mind letting me see it, right? ”

In the light and pleasant laughter, Lin Zhiyi, the saint of the Moon God Temple, fell from the sky with a jade flute in her hand.

At the same time, the heavenly dome illuminated by the divine light from the battle between the monks of all sides also suddenly dimmed, and the four fields were silent.

In the next breath, the sky suddenly lit up again, but it was a bright starry sky.

The stars swayed in the sky, like crystalline diamonds inlaid in the sky, shining in the blue sky.

"It's ...... The vision of the wheel of the sea, the stars shine in the sky!! ”

Everyone gasped.

In a trance, I thought that I had crossed over to the battlefield, under a quiet starry sky.

The bright starry sky slowly turns, and the stars shine like a waterfall.

Lin Zhiyi was dressed in white, independent of the starry sky, and his green jade fingers rose and fell rhythmically on the white jade bamboo flute.

"Uh......h Woo......"

One after another, the divine sounds seemed to echo from the depths of the starry sky, as if they had crossed hundreds of millions of miles of galaxies, wrapped in endless starlight, and rushed straight to the Shantai Shanruo on the "weak water river".

Obviously, this No. 1 beauty in Zhongzhou doesn't just want to see a weak water vision, but to really fight against the cold water sect's town religion vision, and fight to the end to see which one is stronger and which is weaker.

Goodness is like water, and water benefits all things without fighting.

But Shantai Shanruo will not be unable to fight back.

She stepped on the black lotus, faced with the swept starlight, and gently pushed forward with her bare hand, and the weak water river under her feet rolled up thousands of waves, forming a water curtain that covered the sky and the sun.

The monstrous waves tumbled down, as if they were about to swallow up the entire vision of the stars in one gulp.

Majestic!

Starlight, sound waves collided with the waves of the weak water river, the void collapsed, and the space was silently annihilated.

Both visions were blank, revealing the true landscape, but it had become a barren land, and the living and dead had died!

A few unlucky friars were too close and accidentally covered by a vision, and they exploded on the spot, leaving no bones left.

The people watching the battle next to them looked at this scene and were terrified!

"Mother, the two little ladies fight harder than a few big men!"

"One mountain does not tolerate two tigers, and two tigresses fight even more fiercely."

"Actually, it's three tigresses, and there's another one over there." The person next to him pointed to Jiang Zuiyun, who was fighting with Zhao Wuyu, the prince of Anping.

"Shhhh How dare you say such things? ”

A group of people around them retreated, not daring to stand with these broken-mouthed guys, for fear of being implicated.

"It's such a fun fight, since you don't want the marrow, then I'll laugh at it."

In the chaotic battle, the Holy Son of Chonghua Palace walked out.

He has a lupine scarf, a graceful demeanor, and looks like he has the temperament of an elegant literati, but no one dares to despise him.

I saw this person step in, shrinking into inches, and almost instantly came to the entrance of the Dragon Cave.

But before he could rush in, a cold light from the sky flew at a speed beyond comprehension, instantly nailed to the entrance of the Dragon Cave, blocking the way of the Chonghua Holy Son.

When you look closely, it turns out to be a flying sword with feather veins and a transparent body!

"This place is the territory of our Feather God Dynasty, and it's not your turn for outsiders to compete for the opportunity, so get out of the way of me!"

The sound of rolling thunder came with the flying sword, and everyone had not yet seen the person who shot it, but they had already judged the specific identity from the words.

"Flying Feather Ascension Immortal Sword, the Holy Son of the Feather God Dynasty has finally appeared." Someone exclaimed.

White feathers fell from the void, and several figures appeared one after another.

The person at the head is none other than the Holy Son of the Feather God Dynasty.

"It's ...... them"

Ling Xiang, who was hiding in the jade pure bottle, recognized some people around the Feather God Son, two of whom were very familiar, it was Qiao Chengyao and Chu Jiaming, who were ordered to send her out of the Feather God Dynasty Ancestral Land some time ago.

In the field, Chonghua Shengzi was blocked in his way, and he was not angry.

He put away the folding fan with a smile, and greeted the Yuhua Holy Son and his party with a fist: "It turns out that the Daoist brother of the Yuhua Divine Dynasty is here, I haven't seen you for a few years, and the outside world says that you are in a dead end, and the Emperor of Yuhua has left some kind of mental method."

Now it seems that it has successfully passed the customs, congratulations to Brother Dao! ”

Everyone showed different colors, the emperor's mental method is comparable to that of Xianzang, has the Feathered Holy Son actually begun to comprehend this level of exercises?

"Retreat is true, but it's just normal practice." The Feather Holy Son's face was flat, and he denied the words of the Chonghua Holy Son.

"Really? But Brother Dao hasn't shown up in the past few years, but this can't be faked. I heard that your Feather God Dynasty has been busy doing a very important thing in recent years, and the rumors seem to be related to becoming immortals, can Brother Dao solve my confusion for us? ”

The Holy Son of Chonghua smiled, and asked an extremely touching question in an understatement. Even the prince of Liyang, Xu Yuchuan and others, who were fighting with each other, subconsciously looked over.

Ling Xiang also aroused a bit of curiosity, she wanted to know how the Feather Holy Son would coax these outsiders.

But at this moment, a whirlwind of heaven and earth struck, and she was thrown into the dragon cave by Jiang Zuiyun.

“……”

Ling Xiang let out a low snort, hurriedly stabilized his figure, and couldn't help but feel a wave of scolding in his heart: The warlike maniac surnamed Jiang is still so thick and fine.

(End of chapter)