"Huh?"

The expressions of the monks in the large array changed.

No one expected that as soon as Wu Yuan finished speaking, this Hellfire Great Array could isolate the transmission of divine consciousness, and a voice was transmitted from outside.

It's kind of ironic.

What made Nangong Ling and the others very happy was that the person who came seemed to be here to help them!

As the controller of the Hellfire Great Array, Wu Yuan could naturally see the situation outside through the billowing black smoke.

Wu Yuan glanced at it, and there was only one person outside.

Moreover, the cultivation realm is in the late stage of the Yuan Infant, so I can relax a little.

A Yuanying Zhenjun next to him had a murderous face, his eyes were fierce, he looked at Wu Yuan, and made a decapitation gesture outside!

Wu Yuan shook his head.

For some reason, he always felt that there was a trace of strangeness in the body of the person, which was indescribable.

He didn't want to have more rights and wrongs, he just wanted this person to leave as soon as possible.

"Fellow Daoist, I am advising you, don't worry about idle things! You can't afford to take care of this matter!" Wu Yuan said coldly, with a hint of threat in his tone.

"Fellow Daoist, we are disciples of the Hundred Refining Sect, please help go to the Hundred Refining Sect for help, this kindness is unforgettable, and there will be heavy thanks in the future!"

Nangong Ling hurriedly shouted for help.

Wu Yuan sneered and said, "I said, your voice can't be heard, and he can't hear it!"

"I can hear you. ”

The voices outside sounded again, with a hint of banter.

"How is that possible!"

Wu Yuan's expression changed slightly, and he frowned.

This person's voice can not only be transmitted into the big array, but also hear the voice in the big array?

Then this Netherworld Array, in the eyes of this person, what secrets are there?

At this moment, the people outside smiled lightly and said, "What kind of bullshit array are yours, it's really full of loopholes, and in my eyes, it's no different from transparent!"

As soon as the words fell, I saw the person who came stretched out his palm, grabbed a formation flag inserted into the ground, and pulled it out directly!

These dozens of array flags can only be condensed into a large array when they fall in specific positions.

As long as one is gone, the large array will be eliminated naturally.

As soon as the cold wind blew, in the blink of an eye, the billowing smoke had disappeared.

Nangong Ling and the others looked sideways, and saw a figure standing not far away, with black hair and green shirts, a rough face, and a frosty face, as if they had just experienced a long journey.

This man in a green shirt is only in the late Yuan Infant period, and he doesn't look unusual, and there is no sign of a big sect or a big force on his cuffs.

Nangong Ling and the others were slightly disappointed.

One of the women looked anxious, and while resisting the magic weapon flying swords around her, she shouted loudly: "My name is Ruxuan, you remember, go to the Hundred Refining Gate for help!"

Ruxuan saw that the man in the green shirt was motionless, and couldn't help urging: "Go quickly! What are you doing standing stupidly over there, you won't even be able to run away for a while!"

Wu Yuan's face was gloomy, the Great Flame Array had gone, and the three of Nangong Ling had seen the light of day again, which would inevitably add countless variables.

"Deal with them as soon as possible, whether they live or die!"

A flash of determination flashed in Wu Yuan's eyes, and at the same time, his divine sense transmitted, allowing one of the Yuanying True Monarchs to come forward and stop the man in green shirt not far away.

"Kill!"

Wu Yuan took the eight Yuanying True Monarchs and surrounded the three of Nangong Ling, preparing to attack with all their strength and completely kill the three of them in case of other accidents.

On the other side, a Yuanying Zhenjun walked towards the man in green shirts, his face expressionless, and he secretly pinched the law in his hand, ready to kill with one blow!

The man in the green shirt smiled at this person.

As soon as this person was about to make a move, he felt a flower in front of him, a green shadow flickered, and a suffocating breath came to his face!

"You ......"

As soon as he said a word, he felt his eyes darken, a sharp pain in his mind, and then his consciousness sank and he lost consciousness completely.

A headless corpse, plopped and fell in a pool of blood.

"Ahh

One of the nuns couldn't help but exclaim in surprise when she saw this scene.

Wu Yuan slowly turned around and stared at the corpse on the ground, his pupils contracted slightly!

It's so fast!

They had just surrounded Nangong Ling and the three of them, and before they could make a move, the battle over there was already over!

There is nothing complicated about the process.

The man in the green shirt stepped forward and smashed his opponent's head with one palm!

Simple, clean and neat!

Wu Yuan suddenly realized that it was very tricky to come!

If they don't do it right, they're likely to be on a big trip!

Wu Yuan raised his head slightly, and motioned to the remaining eight Yuanying True Monarchs to surround Nangong Ling and the three of them and solve them as soon as possible.

As soon as his consciousness moved, he had already put back the dozens of array flags planted on the ground!

"Friend, if you crash into the ghost door by yourself, then it's no wonder to me!"

Wu Yuan's eyebrows flickered, and a huge divine sense was injected into the array flag, and his big hand was raised.

Dozens of array flags broke through the air, and the runes on the flagpole bloomed with a treacherous light, mysterious and mysterious, and with a bang, a raging flame was lit on the flagpole!

This flame shimmered with a dark light, as if it were a hell of fire, and although it was burning, it exuded a cold aura!

"It's the Spear of Hellfire!"

Nangong Ling's expression changed and he exclaimed.

The other female cultivator, who had never spoken, frowned, looked worried, and couldn't help but remind: "Fellow Daoists, beware, this method is powerful and cannot be shaken. ”

The woman's voice is tactful and pleasant, like gurgling water, which is very pleasant.

"Hehe, I'm just reminding now, it's too late!"

Wu Yuan sneered, pinched the law decision, and shouted: "Condensation!"

Call!

Dozens of array flags were in front of the man in the green shirt, quickly approaching each other, as if they were fused together, condensing into a huge spear burning with netherfire across the void!

The man in the green shirt looked at the spear that stabbed him, tilted his head slightly, his eyes flickered, as if he was thinking about something, and he was a little distracted.

"It's over!"

Seeing this scene, Nangong Ling's heart sank completely.

I finally met a monk, but it turned out to be a reckless man who didn't know whether to live or die.

"This reckless man's heart is too big!"

Ruxuan complained: "How can anyone wander away in the middle of the battle! How did this person cultivate to the Yuanying Realm!"

Seeing that the huge spear of the Hellfire was about to pierce the head of the man in the green shirt.

"Alas. ”

The woman with a tactful voice sighed softly and tilted her head slightly, as if she couldn't bear to look at it.

At this moment, the man in the green shirt seemed to react, suddenly stretched out his palm, and snapped his fingers.

Call!

On the fingertips of the man in green shirt, a golden flame suddenly appeared.

This golden flame was only the size of a fist.

But it exudes a sacred and immaculate aura, and as soon as it is released, it will dispel the surrounding cold aura!

The man in the green shirt looked at the golden flames on his fingertips, seemed to be very happy, grinned, and then flicked his fingers.

The golden flames fluttered, colliding with the Spear of the Stygian Fire!

Yikes!

The nether fire burning on the spear was extinguished almost instantly!

Of course, the golden flames also dissipated.

Wu Yuan looked shocked.

So a small ball of flame can actually annihilate the raging fire on the spear, what kind of flame is it?

And in the eyes of Nangong Ling and the others, in addition to shock, there was also a trace of doubt.

The golden flame of the man in the green shirt was extremely sacred, completely different from the flame they cultivated, but they felt a kind of resonance on this flame!

In the Hundred Refining Sect, only the monks who practice that kind of exercise can have this kind of resonance with each other!

And that kind of exercise can never be passed on!

(End of chapter)