"What the master used, but the legendary power of shrinking the ground into inches?"

Knowing that it was impossible for him to leave this Mengyi master behind if he continued like this, Lin Yifan didn't waste any more time and stopped.

Hearing Lin Yifan's words, Master Mengyi, who also stopped, shook his head with a gentle smile on his face and said, "Daoist friends are joking, shrinking the ground into inches is a great magical power that can only be used by the legendary great monks, how can a poor monk be?"

As he spoke, he saw Master Mengyi touch his big bald head and continued: "What the poor monk uses is a small shrinking inch technique researched by the elders of the sect according to the technique of shrinking the ground into inches!"

"Is it a small way to shrink into inches?"

Lin Yifan touched his chin and groaned: "Although it is a small technique of shrinking into inches, it is also very wonderful. ”

As he spoke, he raised his head, looked at Master Mengyi on the opposite side, and said with a smile: "Master, I am very envious of the master's small shrinking technique, I wonder if the master can give me a lesson or two?"

Lin Yifan originally just asked casually, and he didn't care, after all, in his opinion, his request was really a bit ridiculous, how could he teach him the secret magic of other people's sects casually?

"If the donor is willing to let the poor monk follow, the poor monk can teach the donor the art of shrinking the land into inches!"

I only heard Master Mengyi clasp his hands together and said to Lin Yifan with a sincere face.

Hearing this, Lin Yifan's face not only did not have a trace of excitement because of his absurd request being granted, but became heavier.

Although this Mengyi master said that this so-called small shrinking land into inch technique is only adapted from the real earth shrinking inch technique.

However, through some previous temptations, Lin Yifan was also able to see the extraordinaryness of this small shrinkage technique.

I'm afraid that even in a thousand-year-old sect like the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, it is also the top secret that is not passed on.

However, even if it is such a secret that is not passed on, the other party does not hesitate to teach him, and his purpose is just to follow himself, which is a bit abnormal no matter how you look at it.

"This big bald head looks wise, but he doesn't seem to have much experience in Hongchen, and he is so eager, the ghost knows that he has a different purpose. ”

Thinking secretly in his heart, Lin Yifan looked at the shiny big bald head with an eager look on the other side a little speechlessly.

"Donor, are you willing to learn, the poor monk can teach you the art of shrinking the ground into inches now!"

Seeing that Lin Yifan was silent, Master Mengyi asked again.

Hearing the other party's words, Lin Yifan was no longer silent at this time, nodded and said: "If the master is really willing to teach Lin the art of shrinking the ground into inches, Lin will agree to let the master follow you." ”

Lin Yifan finally agreed, although he didn't know what the purpose of the shiny big bald head on the other side was, but Lin Yifan could feel that this shiny big bald head really didn't seem to have any ill will towards him.

Since the other party has no ill will towards him, Lin Yifan naturally pursues the principle of taking advantage of the benefits!

Then, Lin Yifan was followed by a shiny big bald head, I don't know if it was his illusion, this big bald head seemed to please himself very much, and the explanation of the small shrinking inch technique was also very detailed.

......

"Kill!"

A dragon roar resounded in the sky, and then, I saw a purple dragon figure in the air tumbling one by one, and immediately, I saw countless purple thunder lights pouring down from the sky, bombarding towards a group of human race monks.

On the other side, a hundred thousand mountain cultivators whose eyes were submerged by purple thunder light were solemn in his eyes.

This person's name is Mangkhut, and he is the leader of the 100,000 mountains this time, and his strength is not weak, and his cultivation has reached the ninth layer of the foundation building period, which is the strength of the peak of foundation building.

The cultivation resources of the 100,000 Great Mountains are all at the bottom of the six major sects, and although Mangosteen is not weak, it has no foundation in the 100,000 Great Mountains.

Coupled with the fact that he is over 100 years old, it can be said that he has no hope of condensing the golden pill for life.

However, just when Mangosteen was about to despair, the appearance of the Fox Clan's Jin Daoguo made the desperate Mangosteen see a glimmer of hope.

Although this glimmer of hope is very weak, it may even cost one's life for it.

However, Mangosteen is unwilling to give up, because, to reach the current realm of cultivation, he can be said to have put in a lifetime of hard work, and now, rather than waste the rest of his life and finally turn into a handful of loess, he would rather risk his life to try it, to compete for the ethereal glimmer of condensation golden pill opportunity.

However, it is only now that Mangosteen knows what he will face for this glimmer of opportunity.

The strength of the Jiaolong clan, especially the purple Jiaolong, almost made him desperate!

"Damn, you have to hold on, the others, it should be there soon!"

Although he felt a trace of despair, Mangosteen was unwilling to sit still, thinking about the arrival of reinforcements from several other parties, and with a wave of his hand, he saw countless stone-gray bamboos breaking out of the ground behind him.

As soon as the stone-gray bamboo appeared, it was like a gray poisonous snake, and it bombarded the sky with purple thunder in the sky.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The purple thunder light bombarded those stone-gray bamboos, and in an instant, these stone-gray bamboos were bombarded one after another.

Looking at the stone-gray bamboo that had been scorched and blackened by the purple thunder in the air, Mangosteen's face was a painful color.

You must know that these stone-gray bamboos are not real bamboos, but Gu insects domesticated by mangosteen - gray bamboo insects!

The gray bamboo insect looks like a bamboo, but it is a kind of Gu worm, although its attack power is average, but its defense power is very amazing.

For a long time, Mangosteen has relied on the amazing defense of the gray bamboo insect to resist many strong enemies.

However, now in the face of the thunder bombardment of the purple dragon, these gray bamboo insects of Mangosteen are like fragile mayflies, and they are bombarded into slag just by looking at their faces.

However, the only thing that made Mangosteen happy was that although most of his gray bamboo insects were killed and injured, they at least blocked the purple thunder that fell from the sky.

"Humph!"

With a cold snort, seeing that the thunder light he blasted out was blocked, the killing intent in Jiao Zi's eyes was even worse, and then, I saw his claws waving in the air, and finally, the purple thunder light that had been scattered in the air seemed to be pulled by some kind of traction, turning into a purple thunder trident suspended in mid-air.

Looking at the purple thunder trident in the air, Mangosteen's face changed, and he knew that he was afraid that he would really not be able to take the next blow.

Mangkhut, whose face was miserable, couldn't help but glance at the 100,000 mountain people around him, and then prepared to accept the coming fate calmly.

However, at this time, I saw several flying swords coming.

The next moment, I saw the flying sword flying in the air, and soon it turned into a sword net, shrouding towards the purple thunder trident that fell in the air.

After another "boom" sound, the flying sword flew back upside down, and immediately after, I saw more than a dozen Ten Thousand Sword Sect sword cultivators falling around.

"It's finally here!"

Seeing that more than a dozen Ten Thousand Sword Sect sword cultivators were scattered around, faintly forming a sword formation, Mangosteen couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

"The people of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate!"

In the air, Jiao Zi looked at the dozen or so Ten Thousand Sword Sect sword cultivators below, and there was a chill in his purple eyes.

"It turned out to be Jiaozi Daoyou!"

Among the more than a dozen disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Sect, one of them seemed to recognize Jiao Zi's identity, only to see him take a step forward, and looked at Jiao Zi in the air lightly and said: "Jiaozi Daoyou, although your strength is strong, but, with my thirteen sword cultivation ability, it is not impossible to compete with you, Daoist friends are sure to break the net with us?"

As the words of this Ten Thousand Swords Sect Sword Cultivator fell, he saw the other twelve Ten Thousand Swords Sect Sword Cultivators behind him stand up in unison.

At the same time, I saw that the flying swords suspended in front of the thirteen Ten Thousand Sword Gate sword cultivators all let out sword sounds, these sword sounds echoed each other, and the terrifying sword intents were intertwined, and finally left criss-crossing sword marks in the void!

Looking at the scene in front of him, feeling the sword intent that permeated the surroundings that made people breathe stagnantly, Mangosteen's heart was slightly heavy.

At this moment, Mangosteen could also feel the heavy connotation of the Ten Thousand Swords Gate, which was impossible to look at directly.

"However, what the Spirit Maiden brought back, my 100,000 mountains will definitely rise!"

Secretly thinking in his heart, Mangosteen gave himself courage.

"Hmph, a group of ants, do you think you can challenge the dragon soaring in the sky when you get together?"

In the air, Jiao Zi looked down at the people below with cold eyes and said.

As she spoke, she saw Jiao Zi's claws clasped in the air, and then, she saw countless purple thunder lights appearing around her body, as if forming a purple thunder armor that appeared around her.

The terrifying spiritual pressure pressed down, and suddenly made the entire group of Terran monks look solemn.

"Fellow Daoists of the 100,000 Great Mountains, block other demon cultivators for us, and teach us to deal with this purple Jiao!"

At this moment, I only heard the thirteen sword cultivators say without looking back.

After speaking, I saw the sword technique in the hands of the thirteen sword cultivators change, and the flying sword of the imperial envoy was heading towards the purple Jiao killing general in the air.

"Roar—"

A dragon roar sounded, and I saw Jiao Zi's claws holding it, and it actually condensed the surrounding thunder light into two huge purple thunder tridents held in both claws.

Imagine a purple dragon more than ten feet long, holding two huge tridents in both claws, no matter how you look at it, it is very weird.

However, this strange appearance is not despised by anyone at this moment.

Just because, between Jiao Zi's claws holding the purple thunder trident and swinging, there were countless thunder balls cracking, and the terrifying power was permeating, and it was bombarded straight towards the thirteen sword cultivators.

Seeing this, the faces of the thirteen sword cultivators changed in unison, and then they quickly pinched the spirit trick in their hands.

And with the change of sword technique in their hands, thirteen flying swords quickly rotated around them, and suddenly turned into a huge sword wheel to protect them in the center.

At the same time, I saw the purple thunderball bombarding it, and the terrifying explosive power immediately enveloped the thirteen sword cultivators in it.