After dusk, no stars appeared in the sky above the battlefield of the Aoki Sect.

Dark clouds covered the moon, and the smell of blood permeated the battlefield. And the colorful magic light is like a brilliant firework, which has never stopped.

From beginning to end, Yan Yu never let go of a man on the battlefield, and her eyes never left this man.

At this time, the man that Yu was watching stood quietly in mid-air.

His face was gloomy, and he didn't pay any attention to the scene in front of him, just calmly observing everything around him.

The monk who grabbed the red banner shook the red flag, and the surrounding space trembled suddenly, and then slowly shook it, and Chu Nan, who looked like a giant, flew around, and suddenly a stream of gray mist appeared. Then, a strange wave came from the mist, and suddenly four black whirlpools appeared. Each of these whirlpools was a few feet in diameter, and there was a faint look like something was about to come out of it.

The monk holding the red flag was not far from the person who was watching the rain, but this person turned a blind eye to it, and saw countless black crows flying out of those whirlpools, but he still did not dodge! In an instant, these black crows rushed into the distance, and for a moment the black beast shadow seemed to cover the sky.

At this time, the person who was watching the rain sounded a thunder behind him, and a pair of white wings appeared behind him, and then the whole person disappeared from the spot in the white light.

Almost at the same time, those black crows spat flames, and suddenly a cluster of dazzling fireballs burst out one after another, seriously injuring and even dying the disciples of the Southern Linmen who did not have time to leave......

At this time, Yu really paid the deepest and deepest attention to this man!

This person is a great man of cultivation in the Jindan period, but he can be the ancestor of the Southern Linmen, and after the black armor monk comes, he can't help but pay attention to it! Especially at the moment when Yan Yu is using the forbidden technique, he obviously finds that he can't see through this man! At first glance, there is no big problem, but under his careful observation, he finds that this person has a lot of articles.

In the faint rain, I feel that this person is extraordinary!

This ancestor of the Southern Linmen, I don't know his name, but it makes Li Yu feel weird.

At this time, this ancestor of the Southern Linmen, with a white arc flashing behind him, appeared in front of the person holding the red flag with a thunderous sound.

Looking at the sudden arrival of the Nanlinmen Ancestor, the Yuan Infant Monk who was holding the red flag in his hand trembled instantly before he could react. After the lightning and thunder, he was tied and locked by the ancestor of the Southern Linmen with a rope that resembled an electric wire. Immediately, with a flash of lightning, the rope contracted and threatened to trap it to death.

The monk's face was hideous, and he wanted to leave, but he couldn't move. Immediately afterwards, Chu Nanfei's purple big knife had already come, and he wanted to cut off this person's head.

At this moment, the figure of Yu Yu also appeared in mid-air, shouting in front of him, "Forbidden"!

The infant monk who grabbed the red flag in his hand instantly broke free from the rope formed like an electric wire, and moved away, with a cautious expression in his expression.

And in mid-air, the ancestor of the South Linmen immediately turned his head and looked at the rain in the distance, his expression was unprecedentedly solemn!

This time, it was really completely unexpected by this ancestor of the Southern Linmen. If it is really said that there is such a wonderful magic power in this world, and it can actually ban itself, then only one person will use this technique, and this ancestor of the Southern Linmen naturally knows the name and function of this technique.

Master Yu Venerable, Mei Bantian's secret technique, "one-word forbidden technique"!

After understanding from the dazedness, the Southern Linmen Ancestor immediately changed his complexion, shouted in his mouth, pinched the law with both hands, and rushed towards the rain.

This Nanlinmen Ancestor is not a stupid person, on the contrary, he is an extremely shrewd person! If he secretly performs this technique on Yan Yu in the middle of the fighting method, it will be extremely bad, and if he is not careful, he may lose his life.

Yan Yu watched this person rush towards him, turned around and moved away, and instantly merged into the formation light curtain.

And some of the Southern Linmen disciples struck at the rain of magic powers, and they also swooped down all at once!

The rain that entered the formation seemed to be settled, and kept filling and healing the place where the light curtain of this formation was destroyed.

Seeing this, the ancestor of Nanlinmen was silent, his face was a little pale, and the spell in his hand kept attacking the formation light curtain that wrapped Yu Yu and the others!

At the same time, the sixth boy sat cross-legged in the light curtain, looking at the beautiful water scenery beside him, his face was strange, and after a while, he asked in a voice.

"Miss Jingmei, who are these three male cultivators of unknown origin......

When Shui Jingmei heard this, she couldn't help but be shocked. As for the temperament of this sixth-generation boy, she already understands a lot in the Aoki Sect these days. The boy of the sixth generation was silent and rarely spoke, and although his eyes were burning on him, he rarely spoke. Speaking at this time, and still speaking in this situation, it is inevitable to be surprised.

After a moment, as if she understood something, Shui Jingmei turned her head sideways and chuckled, and the voice of the voice replied.

"The one wearing the blue robe is the senior brother of my sect, named Shuimen! These other two, the little sister doesn't know each other, it must be a friend of Xianzun......"

Shui Jingmei's soft smile can really be called a smile looking back, which makes the eyes of the sixth boy blaze again......

After a while, the sixth boy came to his senses from his gaffe and glanced at the water gate beside him meaningfully.

At this time, although Shuimen was seriously injured, he still looked at the light curtain with a cold face, holding a white jade sword, and there were ninety-eight white jade swords around his body!

From beginning to end, Watergate only glanced at the sixth boy, and he swept it away......

In the southern region of the Tianxuan Continent, outside the Aoki Sect at this time, the sky was full of spells, colorful, and the roar of the spells was particularly deafening, and at this time, the faces of the disciples of the Nanlin Sect were particularly pale. And Yan Yu and the others sat firmly in the light curtain at this time, their faces were calm, and they looked at the monks fighting in the sky with great interest......

This battle, which belonged to the two major sects of the Aoki Sect and the Southern Rimon Gate, is now mainly divided into four places.

The first place is the battle between the mysterious Yuan Infant Monk wearing black armor at the top of the sky and the old ancestor Ye Yirong of the Southern Linmen. These two didn't hurt each other from beginning to end, it's just that this black-armored monk had the intention to drag Ye Yirong!

The second place is the battle between the Yuan Infant Stage monk who is holding a red long flag and is full of demonic energy around him, and Chu Nanfei and several Jindan Stage Great Manyuan elders of Nanlinmen.

This monk holding a red banner has extremely strange magical powers, which makes people unguardable! Even in the face of a Chu Nanfei of the Yuan Infant Realm, plus a few Jindan Stage Great Full Circle Realm monks, there is still not the slightest scar on his body! However, these monks who fought with him are now all injured to varying degrees! They keep devouring the pills......

And the third place is particularly shocking! A monk wearing a mask and holding a white jade sword has a calm face and sharp eyes. And around him were ninety-eight identical white jade swords. These jade swords, while surrounding him, the sound of sword qi is particularly pleasant, like a fairy sound. But it is mixed with powerful spell fluctuations, and you will die if you touch it!

Although the more than a dozen Jindan Stage Great Manyuan elders from the Southern Linmen surrounded this monk holding a jade sword, they couldn't get hurt on him, let alone get close! With this monk as the center, there were more than a thousand disciples of the Southern Linmen Sect surrounded by him, all of whom were realm cultivators in the late stage of Jindan, and the magic powers in their hands were constantly attacking him. But it was resisted by the body protection cultivation and the jade sword of this cultivation, and it couldn't hurt it in the slightest.

And on the periphery of these more than 1,000 Jindan late-stage monks, there are also tens of thousands of foundation-stage monks in the south of the gate! These foundation-stage monks did not use any magical powers, but injected their cultivation and spiritual power into the bodies of the Jindan stage monks in front of them......

The spells in the sky smashed towards the masked monk like a thunderstorm, but he was not affected at all, and between the sword qi and the body, all the spells would automatically collapse!

On the battlefield of the Aoki sect, the only fourth place where there was no battle was in the Aoki Mountains.

Now, the disciples of the Aoki Sect were all sitting in a layer of light curtain that was like a transparent formation. They were silent, their expressions were calm, and they let the tens of thousands of Nanlinmen Foundation Stage cultivators outside the light curtain keep attacking......

Yan Yu knew that these monks were the weakest part of the cultivators, although there were more than 10,000 people, they only had the cultivation of the foundation stage! Such a cultivator could not be close to the Yuan Infant Stage cultivators on the battlefield, and at this time they could only be used to involve themselves and others.

However, this formation light curtain is extremely special, and even if these tens of thousands of Southern Linmen disciples attack day and night, it will take at least more than ten hours to break it!

Therefore, the mentality of the rain has always been very good, as still as in the water, waiting for the arrival of one person!

As soon as this person arrives, Aoki will definitely save the day!

The sun is rising, and on the battlefield of the Aoki Sect, there are corpses scattered one after another. These corpses have been changed beyond recognition, and it is difficult to have all corpses. The blood water also flowed like a stream in the mountains, and the sound of magic powers was like a sad song, never stopped!

And this day's fighting made the number of Nanlinmen, who originally had more than 30,000 disciples, decrease again. Now there are only more than 10,000 people left!And these more than 10,000 people, ninety percent of them are in the basic period, and now they dare not go close to the battle of these old monsters in the infancy stage......

Yan Yupan sat in the formation light curtain, looking into the distance, she felt an extremely strong cultivation fluctuation.

A ray of light broke through the air, and finally turned into an old man with white hair.

He stood outside the Aoki Sect, silently watching the battle, not knowing what he was thinking.

In the end, the old man straightened his clothes and joined the fight!

As soon as the white-haired old man joined the battle, the Southern Linmen Ancestor outside the light curtain of Yan Yu and the others suddenly turned gloomy.

He could feel that this person was a realm cultivator in the late Yuan Infant period, and only he could deal with it at this time......

The electric light behind the ancestor of the South Gate flashed, and then disappeared, and when the electric light lit up again, he had already come to the side of the old man who had just appeared.

This white-haired old man, when he saw the arrival of the ancestor of Nanlinmen, there was a hint of surprise in his eyes, but he did not hesitate, and fought with him with a wave of his hand.

In the middle of the fighting, the ancestor of the south gate, the electric light behind his back converged, and he raised his hand with one hand, his five fingers opened slightly, and five electric lights instantly shot out from his fingertips.

At the same time, even if the white-haired old man had cultivated to protect his body, he was still tied up by the rope made of electric light and couldn't move.

Seeing this, the white-haired old man frowned slightly, and then a dazzling blue light flashed around his body, instantly enveloping himself. In an instant, the blue light melted into a thick blue and red light shield, firmly protecting it inside.

A cold glint flashed in the eyes of the Nanlinmen Ancestor, and he pinched the trick in his hand, and the light of spells struck towards him.

The spell struck the blue and red light shield, but it couldn't hurt it in the slightest.

And in the midst of the struggle, the white-haired old man also pinched the trick with one hand, and in a flash of spiritual light, a purple gourd exuding a faint purple glow appeared in his hand.

The gourd shook vigorously in his hand, and there was a strange thunderclap in the sky above the head of the ancestor of Nanlinmen, intermittently, high and low.

Hearing the sound, the ancestor of Nanlinmen was shocked, and hurriedly raised his head vigilantly, but before his head was raised, lightning struck him, making him embarrassed, and he was even more angry.

The realm cultivation of this white-haired old man in the late stage of Yuanying, the spells used were extremely strange, and the magic weapons and secret techniques were endless, which made the Nanlinmen Ancestor, who had only fought with him for a few incense sticks, look extremely embarrassed, and his face became even more gloomy......