A few magic weapons hit the air, and immediately someone chased this person and bombarded it, which was hated to the root of this person, and he wanted to kill him quickly.

Wang Chuan was mixed in the crowd, and he was also bombarding the ban, during which the corner of his eye skimmed, and he found that Wei Wushuang and the others were also bombarding another forbidden light, among which Tong Wuxin was impressive, and it seemed that the big array that enveloped the imperial city before was related to this person.

At this time, several cultivators who were chasing the people of the sub-sect also returned, and one of them carried a bloody head in his hand and fell on the altar, warning everyone that they had succeeded, and their hearts couldn't help but feel happy, this kind of person should be killed, otherwise they would all be taken away by the sect, and what secrets did the scattered cultivators have to speak of, and what kind of rise of the same generation would they talk about.

"The Ye family of Shu Kingdom is here. Suddenly, there was a whisper, which reached Wang Chuan's ears, Wang Chuan's heart moved, and he felt that he had heard it somewhere, and he couldn't think of the source for a while.

There are three people from this Ye family, one of them has a bald head, a group face, less than seven feet tall, his eyes are flashing fiercely, his face is horizontal, and there are vertical lines in the center of his eyebrows.

He was holding a five-inch-thick, five-foot-long, bright and pointed long knife, the blade of which flowed with ability, exuding a domineering knife aura, which was very dangerous.

"His name is Ye Shenlong, the second-generation master of the Ye family, and he has the combat power of the late stage of the Jiedan, which is very powerful. Someone pointed to the tattooed man and said to his companion.

The other two, one of whom was eight feet tall, was thin, had a slightly dark complexion, had a haircut, and was holding a gun in his hand, and the whole person looked sharp.

The last person, like a Confucian scholar, wears a pure yang scarf, a Confucian costume, a white beard, deep eyes, this person emits a mysterious light around his body, and a slender flying sword hovers around his body.

Wang Chuan is deaf and clear-sighted, he hears very clearly, his deep eyes flicker with a faint purple light, these three people, the tattooed bald man has the combat power of the late stage of the Dan, and the inch-haired man has the mid-stage combat power of the Dan, and the Confucian man gives people the strongest feeling, if he has to say it, it is a half-step Yuan Baby.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way. As soon as the Ye family came, the tattooed man pulled his voice and shouted back from the crowd.

"You're finally here!" On the altar, there were people from the royal family of the Shu Kingdom, and they were overjoyed, and the Ye family was their ally.

The middle-aged Confucian man bowed slightly, apologized slightly, and said, "Forgive me, it happened suddenly, we didn't dare to slack off, and immediately rushed to help." ”

"It's okay, you came in time, it's time for you, your Ye family is my Qin family's best friend, and I won't treat you badly. The purple-clothed man who was fighting with Ding Mengzhen over there came from the words and promised.

The middle-aged Confucian said with a smile: "This matter will be discussed later, now concentrate on resisting the enemy." ”

After speaking, beside him, the slender flying sword came out of the sheath, and the sword light sprinkled down, killing everyone, completely fearless, and ruthless.

And the two of them who came with him, both of them were like this, the silver spear was like a dragon, piercing into the crowd, killing the nearest cultivator, the tattooed man was carrying a black knife, the runes around his body lit up, the sword light was red and bright, and he slashed down.

"The Ye family's lackey!" someone shouted angrily, and the imperial envoy resisted with his magic weapon, and many people quickly dodged.

Wang Chuan was paying attention to the situation at the moment, and turned sideways to avoid the killing.

"Hmph, the Ye family, you are dead, I really think that we don't dare to take you, I am Wei Wushuang of the Heavenly King Palace of the Heavenly God Sect, you kill me, the royal family of Shu and the Ye family are attached to the Huoyun Palace, and they have nothing to do with my Heavenly King Palace, and there is no forgiveness for killing!" Wei Wushuang took the time on the other side, and when he saw the person coming, he was annoyed for a while, he didn't open the ban for a long time, and his heart was anxious, and he couldn't stop being angry.

"Long Xiang!" There was a cultivator, wielding a knife-like weapon in his hand, the golden mangs bloomed all around him, and the sword light was like a dragon, sending out a powerful attack, aiming at the Ye family.

"Lunar Eclipse!" In the other direction, there was a white-clothed showman, with a flash of light, waving his arms, and shouting softly, the mana evolved into a hook, turning into an autumn moon, circling and killing, bright and dazzling.

"And me, ruthless!" This time, a swordsman cultivator, with a majestic figure, gray shirt, cold eyes and ruthless, he couldn't get used to the Ye family's style, his face was calm, and a quick knife flew out, and in his hand, he saw him unfold the knife momentum, and his body emitted a mysterious momentum, sealing the heavens and the Jedi, and the sword qi criss-crossed, killing the people of the Ye family on the altar, and enveloping the people of the Qin clan.

For a while, many cultivators ignored it, and the Xuanguang triggered, and the weapons flew out, killing the Qin family and the Ye family.

Wang Chuan saw that he had stayed here for a long time, and he was afraid of delaying things, so as soon as his thoughts moved, Long Yuelun flew out in an uproar, he was most unaccustomed to people with tattoos, so he killed this person first and gave Long Yuelun a tooth sacrifice.

"You rebelled, you should punish the Nine Clans!" At this time, the royal family of the Qin clan was furious, these cultivators attacked them in groups, they couldn't bear it, the form was not good for their own side, and it was really a wall that everyone pushed down.

"Steady, kill!" Qin Li, who was also a monk in the Dan Period, broke off with a snort, and a blood-colored flying sword rushed out of his body, and the crimson glow slashed through, aiming at a cultivator is to slap over, as anxious as lightning.

The others around him have used their own means to beat the strongest means out.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

The magic weapon roared, the aura shattered, and the altar shook for a while.

During this time, many people are still attacking the Forbidden Light.

"You're tired of living!" The tattooed man copied his five-foot long knife, brushed it, and killed it, the whole person was extremely crazy, and his face was fierce.

At this time, suddenly leaning down, a strange light and shadow rushed towards him.

The tattooed man was startled, and immediately dodged, jumped backwards, and wanted to escape, this mysterious light came quickly, and the aura was terrifying, and he felt terrible.

When Wang Chuan saw this person's style, he smiled secretly, it turned out that he was also a coward.

The dragon moon wheel is hazy, but there is a murderous aura, the tattooed man finally shouted, the runes depicted on the body lit up, the light patterns were intertwined, and finally turned into a pixiu look, rushed out, and met the dragon moon wheel.

"Whew!~" Pixiu roared.

The dragon moon wheel is not afraid, the brush runs through at once, Pixiu is intertwined by the divine pattern, and it collapses in an instant, the tattooed man behind it, condenses the spirit yuan, and the weapon in his hand blooms with silver light, and the brush is cut over, and the dragon moon wheel continues to rush.

"Click!" the five-foot-long knife in the tattooed man's hand snapped in response, and Long Yue took a turn around his neck.

The tattooed man instantly fell to the ground as if he was immobilized, his head rolled off, the corpse was separated, and the skull blood was sprayed, and for a while, the bloody atmosphere was permeated, filling the altar.

It all happened very quickly, in the midst of chaos, in a sudden and unpredictable manner.

"The third child!" The middle-aged Confucian of the Ye family, who didn't check for a while, was shocked when he saw his family beheaded, and hurriedly drew a slender flying sword, striking a continuous sword, forcing everyone back, rushing to the tattooed man's corpse, and seeing the tragic scene, this is just the beginning, and one person died, how did he face the clansmen.

"The third child is dead!Who did it?" The tall and thin Ye family who came with him noticed something abnormal, and waved his spear, shooting out a curtain of light and shadow, forcing the cultivators who were besieging back, and also rushed over, shouting heartbreakingly.

"The festival mourns and changes, but unfortunately, I just saw a moon shadow attacking, suddenly coming and going like electricity, and he fell to the ground. At this time, a Qin clan member on the side suddenly said.

The middle-aged Confucian raised his head suddenly, his eyes were full of red light, murderous and hateful.

"Moon Shadow, round?" he asked in a cold voice.

"It's not real, it's very similar, spiraling. Steeply gone. This Qin clan cultivator also caught a glimpse out of the corner of his eye, but he didn't see the truth, and said.

"Well, I don't believe I can't find him. The middle-aged Confucian used a bag to collect the body of the tattooed man.

Wang Chuan hid in the dark, no longer made a move, collected the dragon moon wheel, summoned the golden seal that had not been used for a long time, and began to attack the forbidden light with all his strength, only to see him hit wave after wave of impact, the star power was implied, and the spirit yuan was vast, which attracted some cultivators beside him to look sideways, and secretly thought, this person must be hiding his strength, and the people who were close to him saw that there was a round light next to Fang Cai's person flashing and disappearing, and someone on the altar was immediately beheaded, faintly guessing a certain possibility, but not saying anything.

On the other side, the four of Wei Wushuang were attacking the Xuanguang Forbidden on the other side, including other cultivators.

Tong Wuxin was hidden among them, the array in his hand was dazzling, countless lines appeared, he read the words, and his fingertips calculated.

Hou Fangcheng controlled the black flag and protected a few people, just in case, Wei Wushuang Heavenly King Golden Wheel was humming, he was famous, there were almost no people who dared to sneak attack him, the family was powerful, and it was extremely taboo.

Wei Wushuang is the disciple of the Heavenly King Hall of the Heavenly God Sect, and if he dares to kill him, he will stab the hornet's nest, so even the royal family of the Qin clan of Shu is also a rat trap, although he is extremely angry, he does not dare to really kill him.

After a moment, Tong Wuxin suddenly raised his head, and the wisdom light flashed in his eyes.

Tong Wuxin immediately punched out a jade talisman engraved with a seal, and when it was taken into the ban, the ban immediately became stagnant and did not run smoothly.

"It's done, attack together!" Tong Wuxin reminded loudly.

Wei Wushuang, Hou Fangcheng, and Shen Tu Lie, the three of them immediately launched their strongest attack spells and attacked away.

"Boom!" The cave dungeon shook, and some holes appeared in the ban.

"Quick, go on!" Tong Wuxin saw that the jade talisman he had entered was decreasing little by little, and he couldn't help but remind, anxious.

He shouted loudly now, many people heard it, he was a formation path cultivator, everyone immediately understood, the attack in his hand was even more rapid, the streamer was like a pillar, and the magic weapon attack continued.

"Bang!" The forbidden light was restrained, and it could no longer withstand this attack, and it exploded, splashing earth and stones, and the spirit burst into light.

"Let's go!" Wei Wushuang shouted.

Hou Fangcheng's body flashed with blood-colored brilliance, the black flag shook, and the black light was great, enveloping the four people, and rushed in in an instant.

A group of cultivators in the back saw that a dungeon cave had been opened, and some of them put down their hands, no longer stayed, and swarmed in, but there were still some cultivators who were leaving, and they were attacking another forbidden light, because the forbidden light here was getting darker and darker, Wang Chuan attacked grandiosely, and his power was not weak, and many people gradually followed him to attack.

On the altar, there were a few people from the Qin clan, and they also rushed into the underground palace opened by Wei Wushuang and them.

This altar space is a hundred feet, and the Yuanying monks who are catching and killing each other are also affected.

"Fourth, you go down and protect the younger generations, our Qin clan can't lose the treasure and die again, otherwise the vitality will be greatly damaged. It was a man in purple clothes who spoke, and Ding Mengzhen was inseparable, and he took the time to speak.

"Okay!" The black-robed Yuan Infant Cultivator let out a muffled voice, left his opponent, turned into a black light, and rushed into the cave.

Opposite him was a Taoist priest, in his forties and fifties, with a vicissitudes of life, a gossip robe, a decent face, a wisp of beard on his chin, and a red gold flying sword in his hand, which was shining with golden light.