Taiyin Mountain is a desolate wild mountain, the boundary is not large, and the spiritual stone mine underground is buried very deeply, and there is no atmosphere of abundant spiritual energy on the surface, and there is no sect power entrenched here. If it weren't for the excavation of a spirit stone vein, this barren mountain would be very uninhabited.

When Zhuo Yuming followed the Nie family to Taiyin Mountain, the twenty or so people of Hui Xu Sect had already been waiting here for a long time.

Mixed in the crowd of the Nie family, watching the three Nie Rongzheng brothers and several high-level executives of the Hui Xu Sect greeting each other.

Although there is quite a dispute over the mining of this spirit stone vein, the two forces actually have a good relationship, at least on the surface, they are still a harmonious atmosphere, and there is not much tension. After a few polite words on both sides, neither of them was a person who broke away from the water, and went straight to the point, and the battle for the order immediately began.

Originally, he thought that Luo Jie, as the top combat power of Hui Xu Sect, should be placed in the finale position, but when Nie Rongzheng whispered to remind the gloomy man who was the first to come out was the main master, Zhuo Yuming was really surprised in his heart.

It seems that he is planning to take the lead directly, and he wants to suppress the Nie family in momentum.

Walking out of the crowd slowly, Zhuo Yuming walked seven or eight feet away from the gloomy man in green shirts, stopped, and arched his hand towards the other party.

For the new face of the Nie family, the people of the Hui Xu Sect were obviously quite surprised.

The leader of the Hui Xu Sect asked aloud: "Brother Rongzheng, I don't know who this fellow Daoist is, I have never seen it." ”

"Elder Zhou, this Zhuo Daoyou is the newly recruited guest of my Nie family. I have long had a lot of longing for the cultivation of your sect Luo Daoyou, and I especially wanted to discuss with Luo Daoyou. ”

Nie Rongzheng looked like an old god was there, put his hands behind his back, and said calmly.

"Being able to serve as a guest of the Nie family naturally has something extraordinary, and I Hui Xuzong has also seen it. ”

The person known as Elder Zhou was also smiling, obviously extremely confident in his own sect's top combat power.

Luo Jie, who was born with a gloomy complexion, was a high-minded and arrogant lord, and he turned a blind eye to Zhuo Yuming's etiquette and did not react. When the voices of the leaders on both sides fell, they didn't say a word, and directly put their hands together. During the flow of spiritual power, a giant god magic image appeared behind him, and the atmosphere was amazing.

The Dharma Body was more than ten zhang high, with a clear face and an angry look of vajra. The body is majestic, like a behemoth mountain, holding a pagoda in the left hand and a golden mace in the right hand, and the momentum is extremely majestic.

In front of a green shirt, a long river appeared, and a dragon with a hideous face was faintly visible between the rolling waves. Jiaolong dragged and meandered downstream, rolling up bursts of stormy waves and crashing away on the shore.

When this kind of magic spell was cast, everyone in the Nie family suddenly looked solemn. The other party's magnificent atmosphere is faintly approaching the majesty of returning to Tibet, and the hopes for Zhuo Yuming in his heart have fallen to the bottom. On the other hand, Hui Xuzong on the opposite side was smiling, obviously full of confidence in Luo Jie's cultivation, looking at the posture, it seemed that this first victory had been secured.

Zhuo Yuming tossed and turned, dodged the golden mace of the giant law body a few times, and slashed out a thunderbolt with his backhand, but it was blocked by the water curtain of the long river gushing in front of Luo Jie.

Although the giant god magic elephant was extremely imposing, it was not fast, and Zhuo Yuming was also able to rely on his swift body with ease. During this period, he took a hard sweep with the aura of the body protector, and tested the power of the law body, but he was barely able to take it.

The pagoda held by the left hand of the Dharma Body spun and flew up, smashing down on Zhuo Yuming's head with a thousand strokes.

In a flash of thunder, the sky was full of thunder and thunder, converging into a human form. A ten-zhang high thunder incarnation, like a thunder god in the sky, majestic, raised hands easily held the giant tower falling from the sky.

The Thunder Law Body threw the giant tower back with a wave of his hand, and then took a big stride and rushed towards the opponent's giant god magic elephant.

As the Venerable of Ten Thousand Laws, Lei Fa's power was naturally extraordinary, and the two Dharma bodies collided together, and in a moment, the scale armor of the giant god Dharma elephant turned into spiritual light peeled off.

Seeing that his Dharma elephant had fallen into the wind, Luo Jie waved his sleeves, and two spiritual lights flew out and fell into the hands of the Dharma elephant. It was a golden long gong and a delicate pagoda full of spiritual light, and it was thought that it was the true body of the magic weapon holding two things.

Zhuo Yuming waved his hand and threw out two golden paper talismans, and two mighty mountains fell from the sky, pressing on the shoulders of the giant god magic elephant, suppressing the two magic weapons.

At the same time, a blue light air knife carried the momentum of wind and thunder and slashed down on the head of the man in green shirt.

Luo Jie was a few feet away, and he felt the fierceness of the sword light, and when the handprint flipped, the phantom of the long river in front of him suddenly rose. The cyan knife light slashed into the surface of the river, splashing the tent, the long river was surging, and the dragon at the bottom of the river also looked up to the sky and groaned.

After stopping the Eight Desolation Divine Sword, Jiaolong broke through the water and rose to the sky. The dragon's body stretched and pounced towards Zhuo Yuming.

When Zhuo Yuming's figure flickered, he could always turn the danger into a disaster at the moment when the dragon's blood basin bite together. After the dragon manifested by spiritual power flew into the air several times, it vividly revealed a hideous and angry face, and its hovering body shrank suddenly, intending to strangle Zhuo Yuming to death.

A white palm lightly pressed on the dragon's scaly body, and black thunder suddenly scattered out. Under the urging of the Kwai Shui Yin Thunder, which is the most natural to overwhelm the water descendants, the dragon roared up to the sky, and its body was blurred and broken silently.

Luo Jie, who had been standing in place without moving an inch, was already gloomy, and his face could almost drip water.

Hui Xuzong arranged for him to take the lead, with the intention of taking the lead and suppressing the momentum of the Nie family in one fell swoop. As soon as he entered the field, Luo Jie used these two housekeeping techniques, in order to defeat the Nie family guest in an instant and achieve a deterrent effect.

But the young man who seemed to only have the early stage realm of Dong Xuan was obviously the Nie family's special candidate for himself, and he was extremely domineering and abnormal. That thunder law body was extremely brave, and he suppressed his magic image steadily, not to mention, the evil black thunder just now completely cracked his other magic power in an understatement.

Luo Jie's eyes, which were originally contemptuous in his heart, became sharper and sharper, and this piercing guy obviously couldn't be dismissed in three or two clicks.

With both hands pinching, the majestic spiritual power of the peak realm of Dong Xuan surged up, and the long river in front of Luo Jie was even more magnificent. The entire long river is like a jade belt, directly towards Zhuo Yuming under the hood.

Dressed in white like a leaf of duckweed in the wind and rain, he stood still in the face of the fierce waves falling from his head, allowing the long river to drown himself in it.

Although this kind of magical power that manifests mountains and rivers is mysterious, it is only an illusory thing condensed by magic after all. No matter how exquisite this water method is, it will not be a slush claw after all, and there is no trace to follow. Zhuo Yuming, who was in the middle of the waves, slowly raised his right hand, and a blue sword with a hint of dark yellow gradually condensed and formed.

Under the sympathetic sympathy of the qi and machine, the three sword lights slashed down in three directions.

The raging waves shattered, and the long river dissipated.

Dressed in white, he stood proudly, his face calm.