Who is this guy?

Su Liqing froze in the turbulence of spiritual power, saw the thunderball coming towards this side, shouted "dodge", and took the lead in flying up, floating in the air in an instant, several escapes followed, and all the earth-level and human race Jin Dan present had already hovered in the air in the blink of an eye, and the spiritual power between the robes and clothes was agitated, and the raging turbulence was easily resolved one by one.

The monk whose body was immersed in the black mist gave Jiang Feng an inexplicable sense of familiarity, he was still far away from that person, although the speed of the thunderball was also extremely fast, but for Jiang Feng, who was at the Xuan level, there was still enough time to deal with it. A little spiritual power condensed from his fingertips, erased the soul mark that had not yet been completely formed, threw it into the storage bag, and then his body moved rapidly, rushing towards Pu Tiexin, who was still subject to the "Sealing Spirit Talisman" and couldn't dodge.

In a hurry, the monk who guarded Park Tiexin didn't care about his life and death, but Jiang Feng couldn't do it, his spiritual power flicked slightly, and he ingested several "Sealing Spirit Talismans" in his pocket, and Park Tiexin was already ready to go, and grabbed Jiang Feng, wanting to take advantage of this chaotic opportunity to escape from here.

But Su Liqing seemed to have thought of this in advance at this critical time. He threw out a half-foot square silver silk handkerchief in his hand, the silk handkerchief grew with the wind, quickly changed into dozens of zhang square, like a huge covering silk cloth, to the two people who had not yet flown up, and under the silk handkerchief full of strange patterns, countless silver filaments fell like a winter rime, and when they approached the two, they were entangled into a soft and complicated rope, and strangled towards the two.

In Pu Tiexin's fighting method, many magic weapons were damaged, and he was controlled by the spirit talisman, the spiritual power in his body was exhausted, and he had a body of cultivation, but now when he encountered such a battle, in a moment, there was no suitable way to deal with it, so he could only hold up the long sword in his hand, and at the same time use the only remaining spiritual power to quickly drag Jiang Feng, wanting to escape from the range covered by this silver silk handkerchief.

This will not work!

Jiang Feng quickly made a decision, his heart was like lightning, he rushed forward, hugged Su Jin, who had not yet fled, looking for shelter to avoid trouble, and brought him into the range of the silver silk handkerchief.

Su Liqing threw a mouse bogey, and in a hurry, he could only accept the silk handkerchief, and at the same time gathered with Sun Baotai and Liu Kui, who were about to do it, and shouted in the air, "Jiang Feng, do you want to use my daughter to blackmail me?"

"Don't dare, don't dare. I'm just afraid that the thunderball will hurt your daughter, so hurry up and take this silk handkerchief, this magic weapon looks even more dangerous than the thunderball. Although he said so, Jiang Feng didn't dare to let go of Su Jin in his hand, and gave Park Tiexin a look of "don't be impatient, choose the opportunity to act", and set up the "flying boat against the wind", and pulled Park Tiexin and Su Jin to the flying boat, he wanted to take Su Liqing's daughter hostage and escape, but he knew in his heart that even if there was a hostage in his hand, it was impossible for him to leave easily with the weak Park Tiexin in front of everyone, he needed some time now, and waited for Park Tiexin to recover first.

"Humph!"

Su Liqing snorted heavily, he wanted to deal with the affairs of Jiang Feng and the Qianshan Sect as soon as possible, but the thunderball was already close, and in a hurry, he forgot that his daughter Su Jin only had a spirit level, and he couldn't fly into the air with a magic weapon alone, but fortunately, he found it in time and didn't make a big mistake.

Su Jin didn't resist, just frowned, and stopped talking, although she had said before that she liked a male cultivator with a figure like Park Tiexin, but at such a close distance, she didn't look at Park Tiexin.

Rumble!

The dazzling thunderball exploded suddenly in the mountains a mile away, countless rubbles splashed, fine dust fell everywhere, and the dazzling light covered everything here for a moment, and the originally towering mountain was also cut down by more than half, and even the mountains near the camp tent were torn open several cracks several feet wide, and the entire camp was in shambles.

Fortunately, everyone had prepared in advance, and they had already sacrificed various shields, and there was still some distance from the center of the thunderball explosion, except for some ordinary servants, no one was injured. The shock wave of the explosion also quickly dispersed the lead clouds that were getting lower and lower in the air, and the sky was as blue as a wash, but the black shadow stopped in the air, as if feeling everything in between.

He seemed to have sensed the existence of Su Liqing and the others a long time ago, his body was distorted, and in a few breaths, he was near everyone. The black smoke gradually dissipated, revealing an old face, but it didn't look like natural aging, it was more like a temporary qi deficiency and blood deficit caused by cultivation.

However, his aura is strong!

The aura of the Yuanying monk who was also at the Snow Island auction was the same, condensed and intense, invisible and sharp, but it was additionally filled with the smell of death and filth, this person was a demon clan, perhaps, this was a pseudo-heaven-level monk?

"Congratulations to the seniors for being promoted to the pseudo-heaven level, I don't know if you have any advice?" As the person with the highest status here, Su Liqing was the first to speak, and he realized that Fang Cai was promoted to the pseudo-heaven level and fought against the vision of the Heavenly Dao, but the monk in front of him seemed to be unknown, and he didn't know where he came from.

"Are you a monk from the Jincheng Sect? I am Wan Yu Pavilion, the new master here. ”

"I don't know where the predecessors are referring to, but it seems that there is a home here. Hearing the words "new master", Su Liqing understood the other party's intention to open a sect, "To the south, this place is the territory of the Great Wei Kingdom, and to the north, it is the territory of my Jincheng faction. "Although there is a slight gap in cultivation, Su Liqing is not timid because of this, there are several prefecture-level monks on his side, and the other party is newly promoted to the pseudo-heaven level, even if there is a short confrontation, he can also maneuver for a while

, retreated with his whole body, but if this person wants to open a new sect here, then the Jincheng faction will have one more strong neighbor, but I don't know, in addition to one of his masters, there are enough low-level monks under his command.

Wan Yu Pavilion?

Hearing this familiar name, Jiang Feng suddenly thought of a person, it was the Wan Lao Demon who had created the "Demon Shadow Disaster" to take the golden pill before, judging from the aura that leaked from this person's body just now, it was indeed somewhat similar.

Yes, that's right, it's him!

Jiang Feng, who had watched Wan Lao Mo from a distance, quickly decided that these two were the same person, but he didn't expect that this former sensational Demon Shadow of the Pill Snatching Demon had actually cultivated to this point, according to the information provided by the previous situation book, as well as his own divination, Chen Kun and Liu Yanluo were also with this Wan Lao Mo, but I don't know if they were close to the left at this time?

Thinking of this, Jiang Feng looked around, but found nothing.

"With this mountain range as the boundary, to the east and south, straight to the sea, and fifteen cities nearby, all of them are the territory of my 'Qingyu Sect'. Wan Yuting's eyes were indifferent, as if he was saying something ordinary, and he also noticed the countless glances that peeked at him in the field, but there was a person's breath that made him feel very different from others, and his eyes couldn't help but sweep there, only to find that it was the three people standing on the flying boat.

A ground-level, a Xuan-level, and a spirit-level woman.

What a strange combination.

He originally thought that the strange thing came from the red-robed ground-level monk with an unstable breath, but soon found out that this was not the case, and the strange and indescribable feeling seemed to come from that Xuan-level.

What does it feel like? Could it be that this person has a strange treasure?

Wan Yuting was about to arrest Jiang Feng and ask, but he heard a distant voice in the air, like a Hong Zhong, "Daoist friends have opened a sect here, have you asked me for the opinion of Tianyin Temple?"

The voice was getting closer and closer, echoing and stirring in the ears, as if in an empty and quiet secret room, after a few breaths, a cloth-robed figure was already suspended in the air, although it was still far away from everyone, but looking up, there seemed to be a perceptive gaze, peeking into everyone's heart.

This person is not very old, the gray robe is shabby, and the black armor condensed by Wan Yuting with demonic energy is very different, and the body has no signs of tempering, more like a fat-headed and big-eared ordinary man, except for a string of jade carved bead chains on his chest, it seems that he has no long body, and his black hair is unkempt like a nest, but his round face is very clean, and his cultivation is restrained and dust-free, but all the monks above the Xuan level present can realize that this person is not an ordinary monk, but a real Yuan Baby.

"Tongguang?" Wan Yuting's figure disappeared in an instant, appearing two feet opposite the gray-robed man.

"It turns out that fellow Daoists know my Dharma name. The visitor smiled, and there was a string of fine gray wood bracelets in his hand, "So, presumably you also know my Tianyin Temple, and also know the agreement of the three sects of the Wei State to divide and take their own land.

"It's here, what do you think?"

"Nothing. Tongguang smiled, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, "If Daoist friends want to start a sect and have canonization documents, my Tianyin Temple can give you a prosperous coastal city, together with the spiritual land of Buluo Mountain, the right is to make friends and make a good fate, but if Daoist friends want more, I'm afraid I will forgive Tianyin Temple and not be able to continue to make concessions." ”

"Then you can't talk about it, let's talk about strength!"

"Good. ”

The figure of the same light disappeared along with the word, and at the same time, the endless Buddha sound, the sound of the voice, even if it closed itself and isolated the hearing, it was just as useless. The space of dozens of miles nearby seemed to be imprisoned by a golden light shield, except for this voice, it became lifeless. Everyone in it, except for a few people who have cultivated to the highest level, faintly feel that the two forces are trembling, and they can't fully maintain their figures, and those who are inferior in cultivation are even more blind, and they kneel down directly, as if praying for forgiveness and purification.

"Little trick!"

Wan Yuting, who was not affected in any way, immediately had a huge iron and stone curved bow in his hand, and struggled to pick up the bowstring, but did not use an arrow, but condensed a sharp red light in his hand, and used the light as an arrow to shoot suddenly into the air.

Rumble!

The red light advanced a mile away, and then hit an invisible barrier, where the light met the transparent barrier, the gray wood bracelet that was originally held in the hand with the light collided with the red light, stirring up layers of tangible but difficult to catch ripples.

For a while, they were evenly matched.

Wan Yuting had an extra silver light spear in his hand, but the sharp spear head was not an ordinary shape, and five identical spear head phantoms circulated around it, glowing with a little cold light, and as his figure shot out, Tongguang's originally disappeared figure suddenly appeared in mid-air, and there was an extra ruler-long vajra in his hand.

One inch long, one inch strong, Tongguang knew this well, so he did not confront Wan Yuting head-on, but stood in front of him with the simple workmanship and even some rough vajra, and at the same time the spiritual power on the surface of the body bloomed, condensed into a blooming golden lotus, and held him firmly in the center, and the vajra was immediately divided into two, two into four, until it turned into a number of thirty-two, and then stopped steadily.

With a move of Tongguang's right hand, the phantom of the vajra will be connected from end to end like a nest-shifting ant colony, becoming a long soft whip, no need to be distracted to manipulate, the soft whip seems to be able to find itself

To the opponent, he whipped towards Wan Yuting.

Syllable!

Every time the soft whip hits the air, it will break through the void, and the condensed spiritual power seems to take advantage of this gap, pouring into the void, and being absorbed by the soft whip formed by the vajra, making it more and more powerful and tough, after a few times, the soft whip suddenly split into two, becoming two slightly thinner soft whips, and Tongguang himself, with a blurred figure, turned into two people sitting back to back, sitting on the lotus, with their eyes closed, their hands folded, and they shouted in a low voice:

"Demon Suppression!"

The two soft whips quickly stirred, split again, continued to extend, spread, stretch, and turned into several soft whips covering nearly a hundred zhang around, flying up and down indiscriminately, turning their bodies into a cage integrating attack and defense!

Wan Yuting's approaching figure was instantly defeated and dissipated, turning into a disembodied black mist, only the silver light spear, which opened the blue light water wave-like barrier, resisting the ubiquitous golden light. The black mist dissipated, Wan Yuting's figure didn't know what to do, Jiang Feng was thinking about his whereabouts, but he heard a sudden exclamation coming from behind.

A Xuan-level monk of the Jincheng Sect suddenly appeared on his body, quickly submerging his face, and before he could struggle, he had already turned into a group of alien skulls and went straight to the same light in the air.

Huh?

Jiang Feng, who had seen Wan Lao Demon make a move in Zhenwu City, and Jiang Feng, who had transformed into a spirit puppet, immediately came to his senses, and set up the "Flying Boat Against the Wind", moved a few feet, and faintly stayed away from the many low-level monks of the Jincheng Sect.

As Jiang Feng expected, there was a first one and a second, but this time it was not a Xuan-level, but several spirit-level cultivators, and in an instant, eight clouds of black mist crashed into the golden light cage controlled by the same light.

"Sect monks, evacuate quickly!"

Su Liqing saw that his subordinates had suffered a big loss, and hurriedly ordered everyone to retreat, he wanted to lead everyone away, but he, like many monks of the same level present, was unwilling to give up the opportunity to watch the battle at close range, after all, for them, whether it was a pseudo-heaven level or a Yuan Infant, if they were one-on-one, they could not quickly kill everyone on the spot.

If Tianyin Temple's Yuanying Tongguang can take the lead, Su Liqing doesn't mind inserting a foot, and the Wanyu Pavilion will not only increase experience, but also show Tianyin Temple to be good, and it will also be of great benefit to the development of trade routes in the future.

But it is obviously unwise to rush into the battle group, and the two people in the field have not done their best.

But seeing that the black mist that enveloped the essence and blood of his own monks, every time he touched the golden light cage, it turned into countless dust, splashing everywhere, and the golden light on the cage also dimmed a lot, and the pieces of lotus petals under the light seat were slightly defaced, and there were gradually signs of withering.

The silver light spear took advantage of this opportunity and quickly approached the center of the golden light cage, and the five phantom shadows that rotated at the tip of the spear existed, bursting out with a bitter cold air, and shot out one after another, although the former was defeated by the soft whip one after another, but the successor was able to move forward with this force.

Bite!

The last free tip of the spear phantom, finally approached the front of Tongguang's body, he had to open his eyes, there was a red and black pattern bowl in his hand, the bowl of the bowl released a powerful suction, the tip of the spear into it, the surface immediately became cold as snow, he made a move in his right hand, the two bodies were reunited, the vajra that had been weakened by most of the time, was suddenly taken into his hand, before he could dodge, the silver spear that opened the enchantment, but it had already stabbed over.

Click!

The silver light spear and the vajra collided in one place, and at the other end of the spear, Wan Yuting's figure suddenly appeared, and the black qi wrapped around his body was even more bloody and rich, and there was still a slightly smaller condensed black spot, which rotated around it, and it was the spirit puppet ghost thing that was originally refined by the Xuan-level monks of the Jincheng Sect.

The black qi that entwined the ghost thing retreated one after another under the agitation of the air flow that the two were touching, revealing a pair of scarlet eyes and sharp fangs, like an evil ghost with evil thoughts, heading straight for the same light to bite.

"Town!"

Tongguang didn't panic at all because of this evil thing, and suddenly stretched out an extra right arm from behind his back, grabbed the bowl that had not yet dissipated the cold air, and slapped it head-on at the spirit puppet with teeth and claws.

Syllable!

Although the spirit puppet was injured by the bowl, it shattered into two large and small balls, and slyly circled behind Tongguang, the black mist changed, and merged into one place again, at the same time, Wan Yuting suddenly disappeared in front of Tongguang, and instantly changed positions with the spirit puppet, but seeing him grab it in the air, there was a three-foot-long red light in his hand, and he stabbed directly at the back of Tongguang who was close in front of him.

Tongguang seemed to be caught off guard by this, and the extra arm holding the bowl could only catch up, and at the same time quickly turned around, wanting to use the vajra to re-confront the enemy, but suddenly, the spirit puppet that had been transposed suddenly burst open, and hundreds of short red rays of light shot towards Tongguang who was about to turn around.

Not good!

Between the lightning and flint, the same light didn't have time to deal with it, and the spiritual power was frantically injected into the vajra, and the pestle suddenly became larger, turning into a narrow shield with no aesthetic shape, and it hit the red light head-on.

The red light did not disappear because of this, but was scattered by the shield, and they all attacked the Jincheng sect monks in the distance!

Watching the battle, Su Liqing and the others didn't know how much power this red mang could dissolve, and they all stretched out various shields, preparing to resist this strange red mang, but Jiang Feng quickly turned the flying boat and suddenly accelerated away to the east.

If you don't leave now, when will you stay!