Although Yao Mengxun is not good at attacking spells, there is a nominal ninth-layer master of the Yuanhua Realm, plus Bai Zhizheng, who is also a ninth-layer Yuanhua, as well as Qian Wu and Yao Pofeng, and the four of them joined forces to firmly stop the more powerful beasts out of the battle circle.

And by this time, in fact, everyone had already discovered that the vitality and aura in the entire Buming Monument had been so rich that it could be called immeasurable!

Within a few months, almost everyone had completed their penances for years or even decades, and the waves of moths of the beasts had thrown themselves into the net, allowing them to guess the cause of something.

On this day, the monuments of Buming were turned upside down again!

As if to light up the dark sea of stars in the Thirty-Three Realms, or to pierce the broken abyss prison that had been sealed for eternity, a red light like a pillar of the sky rushed into the sky!

All living beings were intimidated by the power of this majestic, vast, desolate, and desolate mixture, and those with a slightly weaker Dao heart were all terrified.

The foreign monks might be better, but the strange beasts in the Four Realms Mountain, including the ancient relics, couldn't help but bow down to the ground one after another.

It was like a kind of fear and surrender in the blood instinct, constantly pilgrimage to the red light.

Even for the swords from the monks of Kyushu, they turned a blind eye, let the sword add to their bodies, slaughtered their compatriots, still ignored it, and uniformly faced the red ray, offering their most loyal and awe-inspiring prostration.

The battlefield like a flesh mill was strangely plunged into a silent slaughter, like a blood sacrifice.

Two young people help inside.

"That's... That's!"

Even though it was only from a distance, even from a distant space, the True Spirit Bloodline in Qingyun's body was still uncontrollably manic, countless times more turbulent than when he first met Bi Fang.

He understood that what was contained under this pillar of light was definitely the same high-level true spirit as him!

The blood line in the center of the eyebrows emerged, and Qingyun's long hair was also frantically dyed with blood, and the beating red pupils and pillars of light reflected each other.

"Celestial Dragon!

Xiao Qi was also awakened at this time, and immediately shouted in horror:

"Quick, converge breath, quick!"

"No, Xiao Qi, the power of the bloodline attracted by it is not controlled by me at all!"

"Fart, I am also a high-level true spirit, how can I be pulled and suppressed by it!

The red light in his eyes suddenly shone for a few points, and Qingyun's aura also skyrocketed countless times at once, and his waist-length long hair was windless and automatic, and his karma surrounded him as if he had incarnated into the Nine Ghost Blood Demons.

But the next moment, the blood-red tide quickly receded, and as soon as Xiao Luo, who had a sense of it, entered the tent, Qingyun had already taken over his body again and recovered to his original state.

"Little ghost, what happened just now, I feel again..."

"Yes, it was the red light that drew me... Huh?"

At this time, he didn't have time to complain about Xiao Qi's fear after seeing the pillar of light emitted by Tianlong, because that pillar of light actually dispersed red rays at the same time!

The red color of the pillar of light seems to be a shackle of imprisonment, and it is like a gluttony that is greedy to devour the sky, as if it wants to eat away at the gold of the glass that has always been ancient in it.

But it seems to be the ferocity after sleepiness, the surging glass gold suddenly soared, and even in the end, everyone could see that the red mang turned into countless strange beasts like wolves and leopards, but it was still like ice begging for warmth, and it was not the opponent of the golden mang.

As if it was just a breath of the other party, the fierce beast was completely suppressed by the golden light in the despair after the futile effort, disintegrated and invisible, and finally merged into the new golden pillar of light!

Until this time, Qingyun, who was already dumbfounded, hurriedly asked:

"Eldest sister, the pillar of light?"

"It's the Second Young Gang!"

"Flying Star! No, that's a fire disaster!"

"Possibly!"

As soon as Xiao Luo's words fell, he saw that the pillar of light that had turned golden exploded, and the golden light that pierced the clouds and saw the sun came from top to bottom, and was all sucked into his body by one of the young men who was not tall but full of youthful atmosphere.

Wolf Demon Flying Star!

However, at this time, the flying star has changed dramatically!

Seeing that his injuries were all gone, the gray hair that was originally on his head had turned into golden yellow hair, and the right arm that was cut off by Bai Zhizheng was actually reborn with flesh and blood, and his right hand turned into a huge golden dragon claw, which was extremely intimidating.

Qingyun could even feel that between the exhalation and inhalation of the flying star, the original rich aura of the Buming Monument was actually taken away by its life, which was terrifying!

"No, that's not a calamity!

Xiao Qi's voice carried a thick tiredness, which showed that the blood turmoil caused by the birth of Tianlong had just calmed down, and most of it had consumed a lot of its soul power.

"Celestial, what about the Flame Calamity, and the Flying Star!"

"I don't know, it's likely that they have all been absorbed by the Celestial Dragon, and their remnant souls have been temporarily reborn in the body of the flying star. ”

"No, you're not saying that true spirits can't appear in Nine..."

Qingyun hadn't finished speaking, but he was stunned, only to hear Xiao Qi say in a deep voice:

"Yes, this is not the present world, so there is no Nine Heavens Thunder Tribulation, and the seal is also from the outside in, even the existing laws here cannot restrain him, he will become the master of this place!"

These words made Qingyun dumbfounded, but Xiao Qi immediately said:

"I'm going to fall into a deep hibernation, I can't let him find out, otherwise he will be the first to cut me, you are blessed, boy!"

"Don't go, I don't know what to do!"

Qingyun said angrily, it's a pity that this Qilin True Spirit, who has always flaunted Lao Tzu's No. 1 in the world, saw that his old opponent reappeared in the world, and he became a mouse with his tail between his legs.

As for whether it can sleep or not, I'm afraid only it knows.

"Damn!"

An angry roar also attracted Xiao Luoyi's attention, but at this time, the situation was unclear, and she didn't have the heart to teach her little ghost to be cautious.

The battlefield was silent, and the flying star rose from the demon clan's tent to the sky, and was suspended in mid-air, and then absorbed the surging aura in the Spirit Mirror Sacrifice like a whale swallowing the sea.

After about a few more breaths, he finally opened his eyes, and as Qingyun expected, his original gray eyes were also dyed golden.

He understood that Feixing's body must have been occupied by other forces at this time, but what he didn't expect was that the other party didn't make any sound after opening his eyes, nor did he show any confused or reminiscent expression.

Just quietly, non-stop, over and over again, scanning the beings under his feet.

"What is he looking for?"

Xiao Luoyi asked quietly.

"I don't know, just don't look for me anyway. ”

The master replied very weakly.

After all, he had heard Xiao Qi say that Qilin and Tianlong were old rivals and old enemies who had fought for a whole era, and at this time, Brother Tianlong was clearly in the posture of a strong man, and Xiao Ye didn't want to die young.

Fortunately, maybe he really fell into a deep sleep, oh no, it should be said that it was in a deep level of hiding, and the flying star, who was occupied by the Heavenly Dragon, only glanced at the two young men for a moment, and did not stay.

But suddenly, a tiny point of light gradually brightened again from the top of the dissipated pillar of light, reminding people of the new life of a bird when it broke out of its shell.

Immediately afterwards, the light point quickly changed from small to large, and the dim starry sky also dispersed like clouds, and a huge picture slowly appeared in the pupils of all the creatures that did not sound the monuments!

I saw countless monks gathered together, confronting each other with solemn expressions!

Although no one has made a move yet, from the various huge pits on the ground, as well as the countless treasures flying in the sky, as well as everyone who hangs colors, everyone understands that it is:

"Kyushu!"

Even though it is not possible, Qingyun's exclamation seems to be a root, once again igniting the signal of the war in the outside world!

It can be seen with the naked eye that at this time, nearly one-third of the monks on the periphery of the Thirty-Three Realms can actually step on the wind and step on the sky!

Obviously, all of these people are great cultivators above the Wind Realm, including the Returning Spirit Realm!

"It's messy, it's really messy. ”

Xiao Luo muttered, because she saw countless familiar figures, and even some super powers that were only recorded on the portrait were also born!

I saw that in the sky outside the little secret, there was an old man with a face of about sixty years who seemed to be surrounded by everyone, and his extravagant brocade robe set off him like a rich merchant in the mortal world.

However, the old man seemed to be in good spirits, his bearing was calm, and between his actions and words, all the Flying Monks showed unwillingness and jealousy, and it was conceivable that most of this person was the person with the highest cultivation here.

At this time, even the flying star who was suspected of being possessed by the Heavenly Dragon was attracted by the fight in the outside world, but the moment he raised his head and stared, some of the powers of the fighting method in the air were all sensed.

It seems that he can really pass through the barriers of time and space, and he invariably stops and looks at each other from afar.

At this moment, a middle-aged female cultivator in her forties with a delicate face flew towards the picture gracefully and lightly, her face full of surprise.

Qingyun looked closely, this woman's pupils are dark blue, the bridge of her nose is high, full of strong exotic style, and her dress is also very wild, which is a little similar to the shadow fairy Qianwu, and he thinks that the other party is probably also a demon cultivator.

In fact, it is not difficult to see from her squirming mouth that the two words that this banshee shouted are:

Flying Stars!

And at this time, from among the big guys who were in the air and resisting the wind, a plain-clothed beauty about thirty years old flew out with a treasure mirror in her hand, and stopped the flying banshee without saying anything.

was just about to make a move or accuse, but when he saw the appearance of the person who came, or when he saw the treasure mirror in the other party's hand, his face was shocked for a moment, and he stood straight in the air.

Unfortunately, the images created by the explosion of golden light did not transmit sound, and no one could hear what they were saying.

However, when I saw the plain-clothed beautiful woman put the treasure mirror in front of her, not only the nearest banshee, but also all the monks around who could fly against the wind moved back in unison.

It can be seen that if this female cultivator is not towering, it will be the power of the treasure mirror!