Gu Xiaowei looked at the figure in front of her who had been thinking about it for hundreds of years, threw herself into his arms, and cried bitterly.

Li Junyuan comforted Gu Xiaowei for a while, handed her over to Gu Xue, and then came to Luo Yan's side and patted him on the shoulder.

Luo Yan bowed deeply to him and said, "Master, if your old man doesn't come back, the apprentice will take Gu Xue to accompany his wife to find you." ”

Li Junyuan was speechless when he said a word, so he could only laugh at himself, but Gu Xiaowei and Gu Xue were smiling sweetly in the back.

Then Li Junyuan said: Let's not talk about anything else today, let's have a good fight. ”

Then he came to Luo Yan's side, and the aura on his body was completely released.

Everyone was shocked again, he was also a cultivator in the early stage of the transformation of gods.

Before they could fight, an old voice came from the void: "Why are so many people here today, and the old people can't settle down." ”

As he spoke, a white-bearded old man walked over from the back mountain with a cane in his hand, and cultivated in the middle of his transformation.

When Bai Xiangyi heard this voice, she immediately thought of the voice that appeared when she slapped Luo Yan three times ago many years ago, but she didn't expect that after so many years, she finally saw the real person today.

Luo Yan felt that the aura on the old man's body was somewhat familiar, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it.

The old man came to Luo Yan's side and said to him, "You still don't take out the jade slip on your body and summon the Holy Mother of Nine Dragons?"

Luo Yan didn't react for a while, he didn't know how he would know about the jade slip, but now he couldn't care about it so much, so he directly took out the jade slip and crushed it.

I saw a flash of white light, and a door seemed to open in the void, and the old woman I had seen in the Nine Dragons Domain before walked out of the door and said a magic name:

"Amitabha, Luo Yan, have you found what I want?"

Then she looked up and saw the old man beside Luo Yan, and laughed, "Old ghost, you are really here." ”

I heard the old man smile and said, "You are really good at calculating, but now is the time for you to contribute, and other things will wait until today." ”

When everyone saw that she was also a mid-stage cultivator, the disciples present were all stunned.

No one thought that this battle would lead to six god-level cultivators, all of whom could destroy a mountain with just a finger.

From this moment on, the outcome of this battle was no longer determined by the number of people, but by the strength of these people.

The Holy Mother of Nine Dragons stood beside Luo Yan and said, "You have spoken, can I still go?"

Han Shikui looked at the people on both sides, and his side was now four in the late Yuan Infant stage, one in the early stage of the Transformation Gods, and two in the middle stage of the Transformation of the Gods.

Luo Yan's side is three in the late Yuan Infant stage, one in the early stage of the Transformation God, and two in the middle stage of the Transformation God, and the strength is not much different.

However, he quickly analyzed that most of these people were coming for Luo Yan, and if he died, these people might not fight hard, and the odds were still on his side.

Thinking of this, Han Shikui suddenly made a move, and a cold light flew out, and his body pounced on Luo Yan at the same time.

The old man's eyebrows moved, and his crutches raised slightly, shooting down the cold light that flew towards Luo Yan, which was a dark arrow used for sneak attacks.

The demon wolf on the opposite side saw the old man raise his cane, so he waved his long sword to meet him.

Luo Yan also took out the Haixin Dragon Yin Sword at this time and fought with Han Shikui in one place.

Gu Xiaowei was about to step forward to help Luo Yan, but when she saw Zhuang Shiming's crimson long sword coming, she swung her long sword, and the golden dragon went straight to the red long sword like going out to sea.

Seeing that they had already started, the other personnel no longer hesitated, and took out magic weapons one after another, and seven battle groups appeared in the sky in an instant.

Luo Yan faced Han Shikui, the lord of Qiyun Peak, Bai Xiangyi faced Zhuang Shiming, Lantian Sea fought against Jing Huachang, Cheng Shuyao fought against Yin Bansheng, Li Junyuan faced the hairy old man, the old man on crutches fought against the demon wolf, and the Nine Dragons Holy Mother fought against the tiger-faced scholar.

As for the others, they remained on the ground at the moment, watching nervously, and did not participate in the battle for a while.

Mu Shanshan, Tang Jingqi, Shangguan Feiyu and other women came to Gu Xiaowei and Gu Xue's side, and together with the puppets of the late Yuan Infant, they protected the injured people in the middle.

Huyan Peiqing commanded the various phalanxes to confront the disciples of the three sects, and the two sides did not attack.

Honghu, Wu Beibei, He Rui and other mid-Yuan Infant monks stared at each other's mid-Yuan Infant monks with fierce eyes, and neither of them acted rashly.

They all seem to be waiting for the results of the battle in the sky before making a decision.

In the sky, Luo Yan struck an electric spirit fist at Han Shikui's face.

I saw Han Shikui's wrist flip, and a bronze mirror appeared in his hand, emitting a golden light from it, flying towards Luo Yan's electric spirit fist.

After the two rays of light, one white and one gold, collided together, there was a loud "pop", which shook the two of them and flew backwards at the same time.

Luo Yan took out the black cloth he had obtained before and threw it in front of him, blocking the follow-up golden light, and the Dragon Yin Sword turned into nine golden dragons, bypassing the golden light and flying in front of Han Shikui.

Han Shikui's long sword was also like a silver snake, sealing the portals above and below Zhou's body, and the thumping sound of the two swords hitting shattered the void on this side.

Han Shikui swung his long sword to attack, and at the same time urged the magic technique, spit out strange characters from his mouth and flew into the bronze mirror, urging this magic weapon to emit greater power.

Looking at this bronze mirror again, after integrating into the characters, it suddenly became several times larger, rose to the top of the heads of the two and spun rapidly, the stronger golden light continued to fall, and the black cloth below was already a little irresistible.

Luo Yan once again took out a magic weapon in the shape of a brocade box, and placed it in the air to form a defense with the black cloth, which stabilized the situation.

Then he turned his body to the left, holding the dragon yin sword with his right hand, the flat end of the sword body, with the rotation of his body, he swept out an arc trajectory from right to left, his movements were light and smooth, and the blade went straight to Han Shikui's knees.

Seeing the golden dragon flying, Han Shikui's body rose several feet higher and stepped on the bronze mirror, only then did he avoid Luo Yan's sweeping body.

Even if he wasn't injured, Luo Yan's move also shocked him, his dignified cultivation in the late stage of the Yuan Infant was almost cut off by a Yuan Infant in the early stage.

In the air not far from them, layers of blood mist rose from Zhuang Shiming's bloodline long sword.

Seeing this, Bai Xiangyi immediately took out a piece of green jade bordered with red gold and put it on his neck, and the glowing green light emitted from the jade directly evaporated a wisp of blood mist.

Seeing this, Zhuang Shiming poked out a piece of oracle bone with his left hand, and the long sword in his right hand sent out a beam of sword qi to shoot at Bai Xiangyi's eyes, and the oracle bone in his left hand emitted a cloud of black light that hit Bai Xiangyi's waist.

Fortunately, Bai Xiangyi was on guard, and while her delicate body exploded, she held up a Qibao glass umbrella in her hand.

This umbrella was exactly what Luo Yan got from that old woman before, and when he took it out for refining, he suddenly felt that this umbrella was particularly suitable for women, so he kept it and gave it to the master of the white gate.

The black light emitted from the oracle bone hit the surface of the glass umbrella, bounced back with a "bang", and sank into the oracle bone.

Bai Xiangyi took this opportunity to flick her wrist, waved a nine-foot long silk and slammed it towards Zhuang Shiming, as if she was about to pour out all her anger.

In the sky above the martial arts platform of Tianlingmen, Lan Tianhai and Jing Huachang also took out their respective magic weapons, Jing Huachang controlled a skull-like magic weapon, emitting a golden light like a steel needle, shooting towards an oval stone below.

And the shape of the stone also became larger or smaller with the golden light that came from it, and the magic trick in the hands of the two of them changed like a wheel, and strange runes kept flying out of their mouths and fell into the magic weapon.

The light film on their bodies was blue and blue, and they were standing opposite each other hundreds of feet apart, fighting in equal numbers.

In the battle in the late Yuan Infant period, Cheng Shuyao was the most difficult here, Yin Bansheng used ten percent of his true qi at the beginning, urging the long sword to suppress her, at this time, he took out a silver bell again, and swayed it to make a sound that pierced the soul.

Cheng Shuyao had no choice but to take out the Xingyue Qin, the treasure of Yuehuamen's inheritance, and play it.

The melodious sound of the piano resisted the invasion of the sound of the bell, and the runes floating on the strings flew towards Yin Bansheng like stars.

However, although this qin is hugely powerful, the consumption of true qi is also quite terrifying, and with Cheng Shuyao's current cultivation, it won't be able to play for long.

Yin Bansheng urged the body protection light film on his body, brightening the original white light a few points, and resisting the attack of Xinghui with all his might.

He also seemed to know that Cheng Shuyao wouldn't be able to play for long, and he began to become uneager to attack, and was ready to delay for a while.

And the three battle groups of the Transformation Stage have all flown away from this place, and they are now going on thousands of miles away.

The hairy-faced old man's body was like a green rainbow, constantly shuttling around Li Junyuan, and the long sword in his hand emitted a white light from time to time, flying towards Li Junyuan with the old man's killing intent.

The cyan long sword in Li Junyuan's hand had turned into a cyan flying dragon at this time, hovering beside him, and the flying white light fell on the green dragon's scale armor, turning into nothingness like a stream entering the sea.