Now that the ghost path has invaded on a large scale, millions of Yin troops have formed a formation to kill, and the battle between Bai Qi and Shi Yuanfang has turned the small half of the cave into ruins, at such an urgent moment, they can only stay here, even if it is the two Heavenly Tribulation Period that has lived for hundreds of years, they can't help but feel impetuous, full of impatience.

Just as everyone was paying attention to the battle in the distance, the two Heavenly Tribulation Figures suddenly became distracted, and they all turned their heads to look at the side of the protective array, and suddenly their eyes were bright, and they exclaimed in unison: "Who? ”

This exclamation startled everyone, and dozens of Taoists followed the line of sight of the two, but their eyes changed drastically, only to see a purple-haired young man standing outside the formation at some point, looking at everyone in the formation with an interesting face.

Different from the shock of the others, the two Heavenly Tribulation Period were shocked and angry, and there was a little fear in their hearts, because just now it was the young man who deliberately reached out and touched the protective array, so that the two who were in control of the big array at all times found out the clues, otherwise, I really don't know how long it would take for the two of them to discover the existence of that person.

Hearing the angry rebuke of everyone in the array, the purple-haired young man smiled slightly, didn't make a sound, just looked at everyone with interest, sometimes nodded, sometimes frowned, and only after a while did he look at Zhong Wushu and Cao Hong who were tied to the torture rack, and said with a smile: "What a shame!" ”

Cao Hong and Zhong Wushu were captured by Nie Qingyuan after the battle of the ruins of Jianhai, and at that time it was just for hostage, I am afraid that even Nie Qingyuan did not expect it, but in a few months, these two people will become the key to saving the safety of the Maoshan faction.

After all, the Maoshan faction is a Taoist faction, with its own demeanor, Cao Hong and Zhong Wushu have been captured for several months, and they have not been tortured, even their skills have only been sealed, and they have only been imprisoned for a few months, and both of them are inevitably a little haggard.

When they learned that the ghost path was attacking, Ling Ziyang had already ordered someone to take them out of the prison and transfer them to this execution platform, so the two of them also saw the monstrous torrent of ghost qi in the distance, and knew that there was actually a ghost path attacking the Maoshan faction.

They were detained for several months, and they didn't know what had happened in the outside world, and they all thought that the Laoshan ghost gate finally knew that the two had been arrested, and they came to their aid in anger.

Cao Hong knows his own affairs, and the entire Laoshan Ghost Sect is also one of the old Taijun's palms of the sea, even if the Yin and Yang Sect and Yu Du come to help, there will be at most three palms of the sea, how can they compete with the tens of millions of years of accumulation of the Maoshan faction, they are already anxious with tears.

Because they cared about the battle in the distance, when the purple-haired youth appeared, Zhong Wushu and Cao Hong still looked into the distance in a daze, until everyone in the formation lost their voices and exclaimed, and they found the purple-haired youth together.

And when he saw the purple-haired youth, Cao Hong frowned at first, and then said in surprise: "He, He, what's the matter, why are you here?" ”

Zhong Wushu didn't know why, when he saw the purple-haired young man, his face was full of shame, and finally he lowered his head, looking embarrassed.

Seeing Zhong Wuxian's stubborn face, He Baishao smiled slightly, stretched out his hand to brush the purple hair on his forehead, and then stepped out, completely ignoring the protective array in front of him, passing through the large array and the people of Maoshan Mountain, and came to Zhong Wuxian.

Completely ignoring the angry reprimands and exclamations of the people in Maoshan, He Baishao said leisurely: "Look up, there are no reinforcements on the ground." ”

Zhong Wushu raised his head when he heard this, he had always been cold, he was rarely at a loss, and muttered: "Uncle Mu......"

Seeing that he was at a loss, He Baishao sighed lightly and said indifferently: "I know your thoughts, the Seven Three Saints, you are the only second generation, your heart is higher than the sky, this time you have gone down to the earth, and you have planted such a big heel, I feel ashamed, so I don't want to contact me, but ......"

Staring at Zhong Wuving, He Baishao's eyes gradually became cold: "Have you thought about your parents?" How sad would your mother be if she knew that you died on earth? And what will your father do to get revenge? ”

Obviously, He Bai Shao's appearance was younger than Zhong Wudi, but in the face of his reprimand, Zhong Wushu couldn't say a word, just awkwardly awkwardly looked away and didn't say a word.

Shaking his head, He Baishao ignored him anymore, raised his hand and waved, shattering the shackles that imprisoned the two of them lightly, and then turned around and looked at everyone in the array, with a chill in his eyes: "Who gave you the guts to dare to touch the second generation of my Sword Immortal Yunhai Pavilion?" ”

"Sword Immortal Cloud Sea Pavilion?" Those two Heavenly Tribulation Period are all old antiques who have lived for hundreds of years, and they also know more or less about the situation in the fairy world, not to mention what kind of waves Yao Hailei, who was also the descendant of the Sword Immortal Yunhai Pavilion a few years ago, in the human world, when they heard He Baishao's words, both of them turned pale.

Although the Sword Immortal Yunhai Pavilion stands in the immortal realm, it is famous for the Seven Realms and Liuhe, and their rules have always been that they compete with peers at the same level, and they never pay attention to it, but if they dare to bully the people in the pavilion with high-level cultivation, they will definitely take revenge regardless of everything.

Although his Maoshan faction is also a major faction in the immortal realm, but this is only a subordinate branch of the human realm, facing the Sword Immortal Yunhai Pavilion headed by the Seven Three Saints, let alone fighting back, there will be no chance to even leave a last word.

The two Heavenly Tribulation Periods over there were trembling and fearful, and Cao Hong here was at a loss, just out of trouble, she had already walked quickly to Zhong Wudi's side, staring at He Baishao with joy and curiosity, she recognized He Baishao, and knew that he was Shi Chi's childhood best friend, but why did her boyfriend call him Uncle Mu?

Just when Cao Hong was curious, her eyes suddenly widened, her small mouth opened wide, and she looked at the Maoshan Sect people in front of her who turned into ashes silently.

Yes, reduced to ashes.

The two Heavenly Tribulation Periods, the Twelve Yuan Shen Periods, and the Twenty-Eight Void Periods, turned into ashes out of thin air without any warning, and drifted away in front of Cao Hong's eyes with the wind.

After solving these people, He Baishao turned around, and his face also returned to a plain and warm smile: "Let's go, I'll take you out first, and then you will stay and continue to practice, or follow me back to the human world, you choose." ”

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Facing Yuhualong's seemingly plain but vigilant gaze, the corners of Ling Ziyang's lips hooked up a smug sneer, and he took out a token from his sleeve, as if he wanted to communicate something, but the next moment, his face changed suddenly, and he couldn't suppress his angry expression, and roared angrily: "Who is it?" ”

"How's it going?" A faint laugh sounded from the side of the battlefield, and He Baishao, who appeared out of thin air with Zhong Wushu and Cao Hong, glanced at Ling Ziyang, whose eyes suddenly stiffened, and casually threw the men and women behind him out of the big array, and landed among the ghost people outside, and then turned his head to look at Ling Ziyang, his eyes seemed to be smiling, "It was done by the deity, how is it?" ”

asked two rhetorical questions in a row, but Ling Ziyang couldn't spit out half a word, to be precise, he didn't dare to spit out.

After the end of the ruins, Ling Ziyang had already learned the identity of the purple-haired young man through some channel from the mouths of several people who appeared in the Heaven Ascending Realm that day.

Thousands of years ago, the Silver Feather General, the Reverse Dragon Marquis, and the King of Qi Wu, and today the Wuzun who stands at the peak of the Seven Realms and Liuhe, that is a giant that even the ancestors of the Maoshan Sect dare not provoke, surpassing the peak of the seventh order and stepping into a higher level of existence.

This kind of existence, how can he talk about it in the Maoshan Sect of the Human Realm?

Seeing that Ling Ziyang was like a goose with his neck choked, his old face turned red, He Baishao smiled coldly, he was proud of his identity, although he suppressed his anger, he didn't want to vent on this kind of ant, he turned around, and disappeared into the big array in a few steps.

After this person disappeared, Ling Ziyang gasped violently with relief, there was still a little bit of fear in his eyes, he couldn't understand why such an existence appeared here, and even interfered in a battle of their level.

It's just that Ling Ziyang is not allowed to think about it, seeing that Cao Hong was rescued, the fish dragon who no longer has any worries roared wildly, swept away the usual elegant demeanor, the soul power flowed, the yin-yang mirror and the soul domain merged, and the majestic yin-yang qi burst out blatantly, killing towards Ling Ziyang.

The Ghost Dao combat power was originally the best in the same rank, Ling Ziyang was previously suppressed by He Bai Shao, and for a while, he was steadily suppressed by the Fish Transformation Dragon, and he could only rely on the Thunder Immortal Sword and the blessing of the large array here to barely maintain it.

When Yuhualong and Ling Ziyang fought, the Guixu Yin Army also successfully broke through the Maoshan faction's defensive array under the command of Guo Jia, and in an instant, countless mountain peaks and caves were all exposed in front of the ghost Dao heroes.

With Guo Jia's order, millions of Yin troops rushed out with a roar.

They have been fighting in the secret realm of Buddhism for tens of millions of years in the secret realm of Guiru, how rich is the experience of this kind of group war, headed by more than a dozen ghost emperors such as Xiahoudun, Dian Wei, Zhang Liao, Xiahoudun, Le Jin, etc., thousands of floating platforms are like war fortresses, and the surging yin qi and the staggered force swept out, and all the people who passed along the way collapsed.

After returning to the ruins of the Yin army, there are tens of thousands of Qin Yin army, they do not rely on the floating platform to fight like the Guixu Yin army, they directly take the formation of the ancient rushing formation, hundreds of swordsmen with the strength of the ghost king are in front, and tens of thousands of yin spirits serve as cavalry, infantry, and archers, which seem to be slow, but in fact, they are rapidly chasing after the Guiru Yin army, sweeping the surviving Taoist cultivators.

In the end, there are Yu Lewei, Wang Fengyun, Huang Huang and other ghost Dao heroes, but after the successive charges of the two Yin armies of Guixu and Daqin, there are not many Dao Cultivation Committees that can survive, and their strength is even more than one in ten, where can they stop their harvest.

It's not that the Maoshan faction doesn't want to fight back, but the offensive of millions of Yin troops is too terrifying, and it can barely resist it with a large defensive array before, but now without a large array, where can thousands of Dao cultivators stop the assault of this ghost tide.

Seeing that his own side was defeated, Ling Ziyang's heart was extremely painful, and he tried his best to resist the attack of the fish dragon, and roared angrily: "Wake up the ancestor!" ”

In fact, where else do you need him to roar, as early as when the Yin Army of Guiru swept in, a transcendent and ethereal aura had slowly risen from the bottom of Wangxian Peak, accompanied by the more and more fierce attacks of the ghost path, more and more Dao cultivators fell, and that breath became more and more powerful, and finally crossed Wangxian Peak and condensed on the heavenly dome.

"Bold!"

A low roar like a thunderbolt suddenly exploded into the cave, and in an instant, whether it was Bai Qi at the peak of the Soul Absorbing Soul or Shi Chi who was carrying the soul path, it was like being struck by lightning, and the original smooth soul power in the body was inexplicably sluggish by a few points.

As for the ghost tide formed by the gathering of millions of yin spirits, it directly evaporated a quarter under this roar, and nearly two million yin spirits were turned into flying ashes by the immortal power contained in that sound wave, and even the yin power was not dispersed, and the traces of existence were erased.

Among the many ghosts and yin spirits, Shi Chi Yan was the closest to Wangxian Peak, and he was also the most affected by the sound wave impact, even if his soul body was extremely powerful, it was actually cracked in this roar, and he was about to completely collapse when he saw it.

At the critical moment, accompanied by a seemingly low but high-pitched elephant roar, Shi Chi Yan's body suddenly swept out a strong ghost power that dominated the world.

In an instant, a terrifying and turbulent yin tide that was even more terrifying than the previous gathering of five million yin spirits appeared out of thin air, and the rich yin power condensed into a fog, rising unscrupulously, permeating, and a huge aura suddenly appeared from it, carrying a violent and unreasonable domineering momentum, and slammed into the figure that had just roared out with a brazen blow.

Rumble! The elephant trunk collided with a Five Elements Immortal Mountain, and the entire cave sky shook violently like a paper house swaying in a hurricane, whether it was Bai Qi, Shi Yuanfang, or others, they all swayed from side to side uncontrollably, unable to stabilize their bodies at all.

Hehe's laughter was muffled and heavy, Di Ting's body appeared from the vast fog, looked up at the heavenly dome that was not moving, and knew that the cave was isolated from the rejection of the origin of the human world, so he put his heart at ease, sneered and looked at the embarrassed body in front of him, and said in a loud voice: "Who is my Tao, it turned out to be you." ”

"Listen?"

That figure had previously roared and killed millions of Yin Spirits, how domineering it was, but just after fighting Di Ting, he almost shattered his immortal body, bleeding from his seven orifices, and it was very miserable.

And seeing the 30,000-meter-tall body in the majestic fog, the man couldn't help but look surprised: "Are you still alive?" ”