"Okay!" Mao Bijiang nodded, his breath soared suddenly, his eyes turned to look at the offender, and the terrifying coercion spread to the surrounding besieged people, making these monks in the middle and late stages of the Yuan Dynasty like a sifting chaff, unable to stabilize their bodies at all, and crumbling.

"You are so bold, even the disciples of our Mutian Sect dare to suppress it, and you can't find death?!" This blue-robed middle-aged monk is also a perfect cultivator, seeing this at this moment, he was furious, and immediately rushed over, one hand to the sky, the aura rolled and gathered, turning into a large cloud, which contained lightning, thunder and fire, and unlimited power, but instead of attacking Zhang Yiming and others, he rushed to the Tianlong Valley, trying to destroy that formation.

"You fool who doesn't know whether to live or die, dare to destroy the formation passed down by the Feather Immortal Sect, get out of here!" Kan Xingze was the closest, took one step, flashed in the air, hugged his hands emptyly, and immediately froze this space, so that the thunder and fire clouds could not land, and they were stalemate with each other, bursting out of an invisible shock wave, deafening, and black traces appeared in the void, as if they had been cut down by a sharp sword, and they were scarred.

"Give me a charge, I don't believe they dare to kill the monks of our Mutian Sect!" The blue-robed middle-aged monk fought hard with Kan Xunze while ordering the disciples around him.

Most of those monks are at the level of the Returning Yuan Realm, and under the suppression of the power of the Great Cultivator of the Perfection of the Jiedan, they can't move at all, how can they sprint, they are just as stiff as amber in the air, motionless.

As for those fake pill people and the old monster of the Jie Dan, they escaped a catastrophe, and at this time, they obeyed the order and rushed towards their defense gaps, trying to invade them and interrupt Han Feng and the others' spellcasting.

"Who said I wouldn't dare to kill!" Mao Bijiang snorted coldly, raised his thin big hand, and slapped forward suddenly, and the little monks who couldn't move in front of him exploded one by one like bubbles, turning into a cloud of blood mist, and there was no place to bury them.

The rest of the great monks saw that Mao Bijiang had made a move, naturally they were not cowardly, anyway, if anything happened, there was Moyun Sect against it, and they also opened killing rings one after another, and those Guiyuan Realm monks were crushed to death like pinching to death ants, all of them were dead without corpses, and they were miserable.

"You're crazy!" the blue-robed monk snapped.

Zhang Yiming was also slightly taken aback when he saw this situation, but now he can't tolerate mercy on his subordinates, otherwise it would be tantamount to tying his hands and feet, so he also killed the monks besieging the surrounding area in an instant, and then caught up with those monks who penetrated through the gap in defense, even if it was a fake pill, he also killed them with a wave of his hand, and there was no enemy at all.

It wasn't until he caught up with an old monster in the middle of Yudan's that his killing stopped a little, and he fought with the opponent, not killing the opponent in a single turn.

The other four great cultivators naturally had to protect the Heavenly Rune Masters of their sect, and they all retreated, catching up with those fake Dan people and the old monsters of the Jie Dan, and successfully intercepted all the enemies.

Han Feng and the others' soul power was in a state of dispersion at all times, and they could see the scene just now clearly, and at the same time, they felt deeply cruel, but they were also terrified, in case they were touched by some enemies, they would really lose their previous efforts, and the only thing was to save their lives.

Of course, at this moment, they can be regarded as the same enemy, after all, Mu Tianzong is too arrogant, he really thinks he is the uncle, and he is not ruthlessly killed by those great monks.

"Fellow Daoists, don't panic, let's sprint, if we don't succeed, we can't give up halfway, it's just the last half!" Han Feng stabilized his mind, knowing that the more this time was, the more he couldn't mess up, and immediately shouted in a deep voice.

"Okay, I'll give up my life to accompany the gentleman this time, see what these grandsons can do to me!" Niu Sheng suddenly unfolded his strong cultivation in the late stage of the Jiedan, boosting his soul power, causing the soul light on his forehead to skyrocket, and in one go, he ignited all the leyline crystals and Tianyuan stones arranged below, bursting out with dazzling light.

Han Feng was overjoyed, and hurriedly withdrew his soul power, breathed slightly, and also urged the formation materials in the central area of the valley to be opened, and beams of light shot out, making the momentum of this formation even greater, almost reaching the level of the psychic realm, making people feel like they were on the side of a sleeping lion, which made people's hearts tremble.

Yun Buhuan and the others also used their most powerful strength, shining at the center of their eyebrows, frantically infusing soul power into the formation, making their light waves like a sea, setting off wave after wave of shock waves.

At this point, all the main materials of the formation below were all ignited, and even the runes with Han Feng's advance layout were also connected, and the power became greater, so that some routes that were originally obstructed were also forcibly penetrated, making the formation stronger and stronger, and slowly pulling out a trace of the power of the origin of heaven and earth.

It is a ray of clear light, like the morning light, like the morning glow, which makes people addicted and intoxicating!

Han Feng and the others seemed to have fallen into a strange experience, and the whole person was up and down, and they couldn't be themselves!

However, their soul power still seeped out endlessly, supplementing the formation below, making it even more imposing, until it was comparable to a psychic venerable!

However, the monks outside did not feel this coercion, and thought that they were still in the midst of a difficult sprint.

"Hey, you are dead, Senior Brother Liao, Senior Brother Lin, Senior Brother Lao, and all the Taoist friends of Muxia Palace, you all come out, they will do it first, let's kill it!" The blue-robed middle-aged man suddenly let out a sneer, raised his arms and shouted.

"Boom......"

A series of figures emerged from all around, and in an instant, twenty or thirty monks appeared, all of them were old monsters, and even seven were great monks, and the momentum of the convergence seemed to open the heavens and the earth, and the void was extremely distorted, showing a black cave, which made people daunting and afraid to look at it directly.

Behind this group of people, there are a large number of monks, all of them are monks above the Guiyuan realm, there are thousands, all of them are wearing battle armor, and their breath is not weaker than any monk in the middle and late stages of Guiyuan, which shows the strength of their two sects.

"All the old thieves of the Eastern Eight Branch, we have been waiting for you for a long time, this time we will end you in a pot, lose this batch of Heavenly Rune Masters, and see how you will expand the territory in the main vein in the future, and you can't even open up the teleportation array, so you can roll back to the branch vein, how can this land be touched by you!" the blue-robed middle-aged monk laughed.

"Hmph, did you deliberately let us kill? Do you think this will cover up the fact that you disobeyed the orders of the Feather Immortal Sect?" Zhang Yiming punched Mu Tianzong, a monk in the middle of the Yudan period, and seriously injured the other party, so that the other party had to flee for his life.

Zhang Yiming didn't chase either, he stood in the air, and shouted coldly.