Zhang Shenling asked the clansmen on the side of Nanzeguan to listen to Zhao Jingmu's orders, and Zhao Jingmu's orders were also very simple and simple.

"Slay demons."

As the words fell, figures flew into the sky, all of them were foundation-building monks from various families.

"There is a formation blessing on the ship, so don't worry too much." Zhang Junxiu saw Zhang Qing looking down at the Zhang family members on the boat, and comforted him.

"It doesn't matter."

Zhang Qing's eyes became cold, looking at the demons around him, and after the flames spread on his body, he rushed towards a demon who was on all fours and had no hair and armor on his body.

In an instant, the two collided, and the demon's roar and the scorching waves of flame spread in all directions.

Zhang Qing raised his spear again, and the flames hovered around like a dragon, continuing to fall in terror.

Rumble!!!

The already wet land had turned into a muddy swamp because of the huge waterspouts, and the moment Zhang Qing's shot fell, the entire ground sank, and the terrifying high-temperature flames burned the pit to dry out.

The demon died without accident, and Zhang Qing flew into the sky without looking at it, and continued to fight with the other demon.

The flames burned behind him in a flying path, and the slightest touch of the demon would set him on fire.

The one-foot Flame Heaven will slaughter the surrounding demons in the most violent fighting style, and this is not the picture of Zhang Qing alone, but the fighting style of all the Zhang Family Zhuji monks.

In the sky, the crimson immortal fire lit up a large area, causing those weaker immortal cultivation forces to also begin to move closer to the Zhang family.

In fact, the battlefield quickly turned into several areas, basically all around the three major families and the Lingyue Chamber of Commerce.

The blood in his body boiled, Zhang Qing let out a low roar, and the flames spread forward with his gaze, piercing a giant bird, and this scene made Zhang Qing's heart more and more hot.

The fury of the flames was affecting him little by little, bringing him closer to the perfect fighting instinct.

Beside him, eight flame heavenly soldiers were condensed, following Zhang Qing's side to constantly fight and kill the demons who rushed over without fear of death.

Finally, Zhang Qing's low roar turned into a demon-like roar in the sky, the red flames on his body became extremely deep, and the vast sea of fire centered on Zhang Qing spread towards the surroundings.

An elder of the Zhang family was also covered with flames, but the moment the flames touched the red that spread from Zhang Qing, the whole person also shouted, the flames on his body were red, and his breath became violent.

The flames seemed to have firewood and spread faster.

After a while, one after another shouted to the sky, and the red flames replaced the sky like an ocean, and the monks of the Zhang family stood among them like gods and demons.

Resonance.

This is the Zhang family's most violent way of fighting, which was completely detonated on the battlefield by Zhang Qing.

When he was in Chihu, he used it to resist the attack of the Jinlan Sect, and Zhang Qing could only stay below and watch blankly, but now he caused it himself.

Feeling the power of the constant roar in his body, his mana was dissatisfied with him, questioning why he was not in the middle of the battle.

"Hahahaha!" In the laughter, the heavenly soldiers on both sides of Zhang Qing had already taken the initiative to kill the surrounding demons, and Zhang Qing also stabbed the spear in his hand at this moment.

There was a wail in the void, a hideous fish was pierced by the flames, the end of the flames was hundreds of meters away, and dozens of flying demons died under the incineration along the way.

The nine great suns condensed by Zhang Qing's side, and the next moment the dazzling explosion shook the entire battlefield, and everyone saw the dazzling light of the nine great suns, and then a demon descended like rain.

In the furious sea of fire, every monk of the Zhang family is fighting like this, and in the large-scale battlefield, the Zhang family will always be the most dazzling group of people.

In contrast, on the side of the Shui family, although there are ghosts and things to help, the shocking and spectacular picture cannot appear in the water attribute spells of the Shui family.

In any case, with the surrounding waterspouts running one after another, it would be difficult for the spells of the Shui family to surpass.

The Lingyue Chamber of Commerce was also almost the same, and they looked at the Zhang family's battlefield of fire where flames were constantly falling, and many people showed envy.

Many of them came from millions of mountains, and their way of fighting was similar to that of the Zhang family.

One after another fire dragons flew out of the flames around Zhang Qing, roaring and rushing towards the demons, each fire dragon was the power of Zhang Qing's blow, and as the power of the late stage of foundation building, the vast majority of demons could not withstand such a terrible power.

Glancing at the battlefield in the distance, Zhao Jingmu was blocked by the thunder and wind, and several golden lotuses around Wang Changsheng were also locked by the demons that disappeared before.

"Something is wrong." He didn't know what Zhao Jingmu's strength was, but Zhao Jingmu had already lost once last time, and now there was another demon.

Now it is not whether Zhao Jingmu can solve the problem of the water dragon, but whether he will die here.

Zhang Qing glanced back again, the retreat of their thousands of people had been cut off, if Zhao Jingmu died here, then the vast majority of people here would also die.

……

Jin Lan Zong.

Compared to the three or five kinds of golden lotus in the south, the sky above the Jinlan Mountain Range is much more lively, and there is also a demon mist that no one is familiar with hovering overhead, and the sea of clouds in circles and circles surrounds the sky of the Jinlan Sect layer after layer.

In the middle of the boundless black demon mist, only the sky above the group of palaces of the Jinlan Sect was a blade-like sunlight that went straight down.

In the mist, one demon after another struggled to endure the mania and desire to kill in his heart.

But they didn't dare.

Finally, the wind and thunder were rolling in the depths of the demon mist, and a red-topped white crane stood on the border between the demon mist and the sun, looking down at the Jinlan Sect below.

Yunshan Jun was always arrogant and noble, it lowered its head slightly, and all the light of the Jinlan Sect was dim.

With a roar, countless demons from all directions followed with their most bloodthirsty roars, and then launched a charge towards the majestic sect.

Before countless demons charged, a pillar of golden light spread from the inside of the Jinlan Sect to the periphery, and in the blink of an eye, it came to the outside of the mountain gate, blocking all the demons outside.

"Protector!" Read the book

With a cold drink, a continuous shout sounded in the Jinlan Sect.

"Protector !!"

"Protector !!"

"Protector !!"

Millions of sword lights hovered in the sky above the Jinlan Sect, flying boats rose into the air, and figures flew out of the sect to kill in all directions, while the Qi Cultivator who was already standing in his position nervously looked at the army of demons swarming from a hundred meters away.

A hundred miles away from Jinlan Sect, Zhang Shenling sat on the top of the mountain, calmly sipping the tea in his hand.

Opposite him, a snow-white Yun Shanjun elegantly stretched out his wings, manipulating the tea into his stomach like a human.