The monk surnamed Ling didn't say anything, his eyes flashed with a sharp light, and a silver token suddenly appeared in his hand, with silver shining on it, and dense and obscure runes emerged faintly. The runes seemed to be slow and fast, and they couldn't stop surging towards the silver demon wolf.

Seeing the mysterious appearance of the rune, it seemed to be quite powerful, and it was about to merge with the silver demon wolf that had been transformed, and the nervous face of the monk surnamed Ling couldn't help but turn into a look of joy.

His heart suddenly tightened, although Yan Batian didn't know what would happen after the mysterious rune merged with the silver demon wolf, he didn't have a trace of curiosity. Just want to stop them from converging quickly.

The index finger of his right hand instantly flashed a cyan flame, and quickly injected it into the Five Elements Color Mirror, and the multicolored filaments that were sprayed out were more dense and tough, and the speed seemed to have increased by a few points, and a burning cyan flame appeared on the filaments.

The sharp and sharp fangs of the silver demon wolf were just about to show their power, and the space above their heads fluctuated together, and multicolored filaments emerged at once, and the cyan flames on the filaments flowed, quickly encircling it and shrinking as much as possible.

The mysterious rune that was just about to merge with it stopped when it came into contact with the multicolored filaments with cyan flames, and the runes that came into contact with it seemed to have no aura for a while.

The performance of the silver demon wolf was even more unbearable, under the cyan firelight, a few multicolored sticks penetrated its body, and in a circle, the dense thick green fire filaments tied it tightly, and the body could not move at all.

The corners of his mouth set off a sarcastic arc, Yan Batian's mouth was full of words, and the colorful filaments surrounding the silver demon wolf with cyan flames suddenly burst into flames, and streams of cyan flames erupted, and the silver demon wolf that had just opened its teeth and claws turned into ashes in an instant under the calcination of cyan flames.

The multicolored filaments burning with cyan flames, after destroying the silver demon wolf, did not stop, and instantly pounced on the mysterious runes, and the same scene appeared, the mysterious runes only slightly resisted these firing filaments, and they were pierced one after another, shooting directly at the monk surnamed Ling.

The expression of joy froze on his face, and the monk surnamed Ling was so frightened that he didn't care about putting away the silver wolf Ruyi and the silver token, and the light under his feet turned into a flash and retreated. It seems to be very jealous of this cyan flame.

"Yan Batian, you can still use the Purple Spirit Green Fire when your mana consumption is so large, is it because your mana consumption has not reached the level we guessed at all, or is the immortal spirit elixir wine you took really extremely pure, and you can restore your mana to such a state in a short period of time?"

Seeing that Yan Batian used the Purple Spirit Green Fire, and almost at the same time forced the two cultivators of the same rank to retreat in embarrassment, Chu Moyun asked with a move in his heart.

"Hahaha! Guess what, how can my methods be compared to those of you monks who have been in the Transformation Stage for countless years and have not succeeded in breaking through?"

The contempt in his eyes was undisguised, and Yan Batian's sarcastic smile was still the same, leaving no affection for the other party at all.

Chu Moyun snorted coldly with a pale face, and did not lose his cool and quickly advance the attack because of anger, but immediately withdrew part of his mana, and the blue and white arc that came out of the attack involuntarily paused, and the attack speed slowed down significantly. But the blue-white arc still pushed forward with undiminished power. There are only a few zhang left from the Fengyun Platform where Yan Batian is located.

Like Chu Moyun, the other Transformation Stage cultivators saw that Yan Batian seemed to be able to retract with one injury and one startled retreat, both of them without much effort. Secretly frightened in his heart, he immediately did not dare to rush forward alone, and everyone secretly converged their mana and went hand in hand with other Taoist friends. I didn't dare to be greedy for merit, so as not to follow in the footsteps of the previous two.

The joint attack of many god-transforming stage cultivators was not greedy for merit, which made Yan Batian suddenly feel pressured, and the purpose of each defeat was already ineffective. The tiger's eyes swept around, and his heart was already decided.

It's slow to write, but it's surprisingly fast. From the time when the cultivators of the Mass Transformation God Stage shot together to Yan Batian's injury and frightened back the two monks of the same rank, the monks of the Mass Transformation God Stage fought steadily and steadily, not greedy for merit, in fact, it was only less than the time between the blink of an eye.

Directly in front of Yan Batian, the blue-white arc urged by Chu Moyun's mana emitted a roaring sound, and the momentum continued to push forward, completely blocking Yan Batian's way forward. Looking at the movement of the astonishing thunder and lightning, as well as his cold and solemn expression, it was obvious that he had used all his strength to kill Yan Batian as soon as possible.

Chu Moyun is the Great Elder of Tianyuan City, the biggest person in charge of Tianyuan City, and the initiator of this incident, he will not let Yan Batian leave Tianyuan Mountain alive or not.

After this battle, the relationship between the two has become like fire and water, and Liang Zi is getting bigger. If he didn't kill Yan Batian, who was in a desperate situation, on the spot at this time, and let him escape, it would cause endless troubles and endless troubles to Chu Moyun.

Since the rest of the Avatar Stage cultivators had participated in this battle, they were already standing on the opposite side of Yan Batian, and it was impossible for them to be alone. Moreover, the benefits of this battle were distributed, and they would not secretly keep their hands at this time, let alone give up easily.

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Yan Batian has run out of oil at this time, and although the means he uses are powerful, they cannot last. With so many monks of the same rank together, even hard consumption can exhaust his mana, and finally kill him. The winning surface reaches more than ninety percent.

There was no hint of panic on Jun's face, the corners of Yan Batian's mouth were slightly upturned, and his divine sense was released, only to see that attacking on the left was a giant leopard with three eyes that was a spirit beast subdued by a certain Transformation Stage monk, and with a low roar, the third beast on his head immediately opened his eyes and shot out a pillar of earthy yellow light, heading straight for him.

In the distance behind the giant leopard, there was a black-clothed monk in the god stage, chanting words in his mouth, urging the giant tripod in front of him, and purple light erupted from the mouth of the ding, cooperating with the attack of the giant leopard, protecting the entire left side tightly. Don't let Yan Batian have any chance to take advantage of.

The attack on the right was a black and thin old man who looked like an old farmer, he flipped his palm indifferently, a green willow branch between his two fingers waved slightly, and countless green phantoms flew out from his body in circles, and within more than ten zhang, he immediately became lush and green, as if it had become a sea of green.

This black and thin old man performed a wood attribute technique that was so obviously overcometh by his own purple spirit green fire. and dared to stand alone, which surprised Yan Batian, who saw this scene.

But when the divine sense swept to the god-transforming stage monk who was hiding behind him and revealing the phantom of the green dragon behind him, Yan Batian knew it in his chest.