The direction that Liang Wanghou looked at was the direction in which the main force of the Black Wind Cavalry was besieged.

There, the Zhenlong tribe took advantage of the indomitable charge of the Black Wind Rider, and when there was a fault in their team, they resolutely used a large amount of manpower to block the actions of the Black Wind Rider, and finally locked their vanguard main force in a small open space through the Dragon Locking Array, and around the Dragon Locking Array, the poisonous smoke of the Soul Devouring Poison had condensed in the air above the Black Wind Rider, as if it was about to completely engulf the sunlight in their eyes. The huge poisonous cloud formed by the poisonous mist was constantly expanding and sinking, and the moment it fell to the ground, it should be the time when the Black Wind Riders were poisoned and killed.

Countless soldiers of the Zhenlong tribe waited for the arrival of that moment with a playful face, all the tribes in the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance had learned the power of the Black Wind Ride, and they could see the end of their main force, and no soldier would be willing to refuse.

It's just that when facing this predicament, the Black Wind Rider was very calm, and he never tried to break through the blockade of the countless chains, and the rest of the Black Wind Rider didn't seem to have the will to come to the rescue.

The soldiers of the Zhenlong tribe, including Liang Liang, who came with a bunch of cultivators, did not notice, or ignored this anomaly, after all, the soul devouring poison will not reduce the toxicity just because of who came in, this is a desperate poison that the Zhenlong tribe will only be "lucky" to receive if they have committed a very serious crime, and those black wind riders can't do anything if they want to rescue, so it is natural not to come.

The huge turquoise poisonous cloud continued to sink, and seeing that it was no more than a foot above the head of the tallest person in the Black Wind Rider, the people of the Zhenlong tribe widened their eyes, waiting for the surprise scene of that person's poisonous death.

It was a very young soldier who could be seen from his face, compared to his colleagues, although he was tall, his face was quite white, a little out of place with the black helmet, and he did not look like a battle-hardened warrior, and he was estimated to be a recruit who had just been selected for the Black Wind Cavalry.

Liang Liang suddenly had a hint of admiration for this guy who was suspected of being a recruit.

In the face of the poisonous cloud that is only a little bit away from him, he dares to look up, if he doesn't hold his breath now, he should have been directly poisoned, although early death and late death are a death, dare to face death, this person should be a warrior.

But just as he was thinking about whether to erect a simple small monument for this guy after the Black Wind was completely annihilated, he suddenly sensed that something was wrong.

The soldier looked up at the poison cloud, his nasal cavity had a noticeable undulation, he kept breathing, and he didn't stop!

And when he raised his head, no matter how heavy and thick the poisonous clouds gathered, he couldn't sink even a bit.

The poison cloud is afraid of this guy, even if this poison cloud has no life, and it is precipitated by the strongest soul-eating poison.

Liang Liang suddenly thought of something, his face changed suddenly, and he opened his mouth to drink.

The soldier directly lifted the black Changge in his hand and slashed it towards the sky.

His movements were very fast, not jerky at all, as smooth as dancing Changge to pick up the enemy, but if you look closely, this pick does not seem to be a blade's combat technique, but more like a staff made of ancient wood to be raised into the air, thinking that it is a means of casting spells.

Chang Ge slashed through the poisonous cloud, and there seemed to be a blue light at the corner, and the poisonous cloud was suddenly split into two, accompanied by this hissing sound, completely dissipated in mid-air, and the poison that could easily take the lives of others was directly erased by him from between heaven and earth.

Changge hovered in mid-air, and at this moment it was no longer a simple blade, as if it had truly become one

The ancient wooden staff, the cyan brilliance shone from it, turning into an enchantment and spreading away, and the entire Luolong Yuan was filled with a strange aroma at this moment, as if some kind of indescribable medicine was spreading.

Wherever the blue light barrier passes, all poisons remain.

And at this moment, the Black Wind Rider, who had been gathering momentum for a long time, directly began to charge, the black Changge continued to fly, carrying countless broken iron chains, in this exclamation, they continued to break through the shackles of the Lock Dragon Array, and they were getting closer and closer to Liang Liang and the army of the Zhenlong Tribe.

If the poison cloud is still there, they will definitely not have that time to break through, no matter how fast they are, they will be killed by the Soul Devouring Poison, but unfortunately, there is a special existence in their team, as long as he is here, all the strange poisons in the world will not be able to hurt them in the slightest.

They pretended to be helpless here, just to help the rest of their companions get attention.

The soldier held the black Changge behind him, clamped his legs, and rode his horse to catch up with his companion, charging towards the army of the Zhenlong Tribe.

It was only at this time that Liang Liang's panicked and angry shouts sounded.

"You're Wuya!"

The soldier smiled noncommittally.

As he charged, his eyes were also looking at the heavily guarded chariot in the distance, and he couldn't help but grin.

He is a soldier of the Black Wind Rider, who has just passed Chongzhao's test and is able to become a member of the Black Wind Rider Vanguard Force.

But he also has another identity - the Wuya Priest of the Wuquan Tribe, although he just became a priest a few years ago, but his mastery of secret arts is already perfect.

Wuquan tribe in the name of "witch", good at all kinds of witchcraft spells, also has a lot of poison, the secret art of the Wuya priest, is able to dispel all poison, if it is reversed, can also hurt the origin or even death at the cost, the poison spread to the incomparably vast area.

He learned only the former from his master, the latter...... Anyway, if you learn it, you will never use it, so it's better not to learn it, and it's better to lose it.

Despite this, he is still the nemesis of all poisons, not to mention the soul devouring poison, that is, the Zhenlong tribe spreads all kinds of poisons, and he only needs to use secret techniques to eliminate all of them.

This Wu Ya priest, Wu Jiu Zongma, broke into the military formation of the Zhenlong tribe with his colleagues and cut off a person's head with his own hands.

If the Dragon Xuan Priest of the Zhenlong Tribe is the oldest of the current top ten priests, he is the youngest of the top ten priests.

Young, naturally energetic and energetic.

Now, at least, he was able to charge ahead with his companions, and that old thing only dared to hide in the middle of the chariot and be protected by others.

Thinking of this, Wu Jiu suddenly felt happy in his heart, seeing that most of the cultivators and soldiers nearby were scattered by the Black Wind Ride, Liang Liang had a panicked look on his face, and there was already a gap in the protection around him, so without any hesitation, he raised the Changge in his hand and rushed directly towards Liang Liang.

Although he is a priest, he has passed the assessment earnestly, and the two years of training in the Black Wind Ride have also benefited him a lot.

At least for now, taking down Liang Liang's head, although it may be a little difficult, the success rate is definitely five or sixty percent.

......

Both Liang Yi and Liang Wanghou quickly discovered the changes in the battle situation.

The Dragon Locking Array they had prepared with all their might could only slow down the Black Wind Rider's advancement in the end

As long as it takes a while, they will still kill in the chaos, and the few Black Wind Riders who were relatively ignored by them before have already broken into the rear, sweeping away the cultivators and archers of the Fa Sect, and their formation is completely unstoppable.

The prince of Liang wanted to help, but first, he had to kill Chongzhao on the spot.

And Liang Yi is really more than enough but not enough.

He had used the dragon scales to break through Yao Chong's defenses seven times, but he couldn't seriously injure him, even if Yao Chong was now scarred and looked extremely embarrassed, he would only be vigilant against him.

Those attacks that were not too strong were resisted by him with his sword robe.

Those threatening attacks were hastily fended off by his horizontal sword.

The only one who could break through that horizontal sword was his "dragon scales", but Yao Chong would always use his body to make the dragon scales fall to a harmless place, which made him feel anxious.

Both intuition and facts were telling him a terrible truth.

Yao Chong is very strong.

Without the Heavenly Fox Transformation, without the Canglang Sword Formation, he is far stronger than those of them who are blessed by the Dragon Xuan Priests, and the highest combat power of the Zhenlong Tribe, even if it is the Ancestor Liang Prince, he will never be his opponent.

And he wasn't even a ninth-order grand master.

Among the ninth order, how many people would be his opponents?

The great disciple of the Shoreless Sword Peak is actually terrifying to this point!

Liang Yi gritted his teeth, ready to burn his natal essence and blood desperately.

He knew the consequences of doing so, after cultivating for the Great Retreat, his position as the leader of the Zhenlong Tribe would inevitably be coveted and challenged, but today, Yao Chong must die!

Liang Yi made up his mind, and the demon pill in his body began to burn, during which a faint dragon faintly appeared, and at this moment, the dragon was urged by him to the extreme!

Burning the natal essence blood and turning into pseudo-dragon blood is a forbidden technique in the dragon transformation decision, even if he exchanges three successful powers for three drops of dragon blood, it can also allow him to burst out with enough power to kill Yao Chong in a short period of time.

It's just that before he gave birth to pseudo-dragon blood, a sword roar was already ringing in his ears, this sword roar was clear and high, as if it had been dormant for a long time, and once it soared into the sky.

Rub rub rub.

With a few crisp sounds, the three Dragon Tribe powerhouses were directly cut off, obviously the sturdy scales on their bodies couldn't protect them at all.

Liang Yi was like a great enemy, and immediately retreated.

His movements were already extremely fast, but Yao Chong's sword was even faster, as if a swimming fish was coming after the waves, cutting off the dragon horns on his head at once.

The dragon horn is fake, but the bottom is real, Liang Yi screamed miserably, and there was already blood on his head, but he still retreated, without the slightest intention of turning back and resisting.

The two powerhouses of the Zhenlong tribe hurriedly rushed down, using their blood and lives to protect Liang Yi and escape, and in an instant, they became the souls of Yao Chong's sword.

The strongest cultivators of the Zhenlong tribe were so small in front of Yao Chong's sword.

He slashed six snakes with a total of six swords, but in fact, he only had one sword.

In this sword, there are seas, water and clouds, the mind of the world, and the will to punish evil.

This sword also officially announced to the entire heaven and earth that Yao Chong had officially stepped into the ranks of ninth-order cultivators.

It's just that Shang Yunjian before the Sword Demon Rebellion back then may be difficult to compete with the current Yao Chong.