After a few breaths, the poisonous mist quickly converged in one direction. The poisonous mist spread quickly, and it was recovered quickly, and finally re-condensed into a ball of colorful light in the right hand of the Nine Palace Evil.

With a chuckle, the Nine Palaces Evil opened his mouth and sucked the ball of light into his mouth. Seeing this scene, everyone was frightened by the Nine Palaces Evil again.

The only thing in the manor who was not surprised was probably Leng Xiaohan. Although Leng Xiaohan can 'see', what he can 'see' is limited.

In addition, the Poison Venerable Demon Skill was originally given to the Nine Palace Evil by Leng Xiaohan, and Leng Xiaohan naturally knew the power of the Poison Venerable Demon Skill.

"Self-cultivation is to give up resistance, I can spare your life!" Walking to the side of the Nine Palace Evil and stopping, Leng Xiaohan raised his head and whispered.

Everyone was stunned for a moment, and then looked at Pan Gang. Pan Gang and his party, at this time, only Pan Gang, the commander of the light pole, was left, and Leng Xiaohan could only say it to Pan Gang.

Seeing that everyone was slowly surrounding him, Pan Gang smiled disdainfully: "Just by you, you also want me to abolish my cultivation?

Actually, I should thank you for helping me clean up this bunch of garbage. It doesn't matter if it's waste, but if it's waste, it's curious, unself-aware, and digging up a lot of things... That's unpleasant.

Now that you've taken care of this piece of shit, there's no need for me to play with you. I'll send you on the road~ Maybe you can catch up with that group of waste on Huangquan Road~"

A brown sword appeared in Pan Gang's hand, the body of the sword was not as wide as the giant sword and the heavy sword, but it was more than two times wider than the ordinary sword, and it was also much longer than the ordinary sword.

Waving the Demon Suppression Six Sword in his hand, Pan Gang looked at the people below and smiled disdainfully, and an unfolded painting appeared behind Pan Gang.

The painting is four or five meters long, and the whole body is white, which looks like it was made of white jade. The content of the painting is not static, at first it looks like an apocalyptic.

Then everything recovered, to the appearance of creatures, monsters, human races, and then to the prosperity of the two races. Then it decays again and becomes the appearance of the end times, and the cycle repeats!

Looking at Pan Gang, who took out two magic weapons in a row, everyone fell silent. The two magic weapons are both at the level of low-grade spirit treasures, and the blessings of the three spirit treasures, even if everyone goes up together, they may not be able to beat Pan Gang.

Everyone didn't speak, and Pan Gang didn't move, I don't know whether to play or show off, and looked at everyone lightly. Just when everyone didn't know whether to fight or flee, a blue lion appeared beside Guo Qing.

Seeing everyone looking at him, Guo Qingtou nodded slightly: "Now whether to fight or not to fight, it is no longer up to us." Even if we thought about it, this guy would allow so many people who knew his secrets to exist.

If this matter spreads out, especially when it reaches the ears of the dean of the Windward Academy, even if he has so many spirit treasures, he will not be able to please him. So now we have only two ways to resist, or to be killed by him. ”

A hundred flying swords appeared above his head, and Leng Xiaohan was also very helpless. It stands to reason that Leng Xiaohan's hundred flying swords can easily solve a few of Pan Gang's low-grade spirit treasures.

If Leng Xiaohan is in the distraction period, it is estimated that with a stick of incense or so, he can use 999 flying swords to destroy Pan Gang's lower-grade spiritual weapon.

But Leng Xiaohan only has a heartbeat period now, and in addition to being strong, the flying sword can only exert the sharpness of the best spiritual weapon, and even the power of the ultimate spiritual weapon cannot be exerted.

"Come on, the three distraction sea beasts are the main force, and we are harassing and assisting on the side. Even if we can't beat Pan Gang, can Pan Gang kill us in a few moves?

As long as Pan Gang can't kill us in a short time, we can consume Pan Gang's true yuan. At the same time, he transported three lower-grade spirit treasures, Pan Gang was only in the late stage of distraction, how long could he last. ”

As he spoke, Guo Cang controlled the crocodile under him to rush towards Pan Gang, and his right palm, which had been constantly flapping on the crocodile's back, finally stopped.

Before it flew in front of Pan Gang, the crocodile's body swelled sharply. Then he was wrapped and covered in red light, as if he was wearing blood-red armor, and his eyes lit up with a dazzling red light.

Looking down at the crocodile whose cultivation had risen to the great perfection of distraction, Pan Gang chuckled and shook his head: "If you don't remind me, then I really forgot that there are many of you~"

With a wave of the Demon Suppression Six Door Sword, a sea beast formed by the True Yuan flew out of the sword and rushed towards the crocodile. At the same time, the purple iron balls that had been beside Pan Gang were also lined up and rotated.

After forming a certain formation, the purple iron ball fell downward with the diameter of the formation.

Drilling under the tortoise's body, Guo He flew up a little and propped his hands on the tortoise shell: "Rise!" The tortoise quickly grew larger, and soon exceeded twenty meters. Obviously, Guo He wanted to take Pan Gang's attack hard.

A hundred flying swords quickly formed a giant sword, and Leng Xiaohan held the hilt of the sword and stabbed towards the center of the formation.

Although he knew that there was little hope of breaking the formation, Leng Xiaohan couldn't help but want to try it: "No matter what, it can weaken the power of the formation. ’

"Boom~"

The moment the tip of the sword collided with the formation, a roar sounded. On Leng Xiaohan's giant sword, the formation really stopped. The right hand holding the giant sword trembled continuously, Leng Xiaohan gritted his teeth, and his body turned golden.

"Boom~Boom~"

Green tendons appeared on the golden arm, and Leng Xiaohan's right hand slowly lowered. Sighing, Leng Xiaohan knew that he couldn't resist it.

"Click~Boom!"

A slight crack appeared on the giant sword, and the tip of the sword shattered into a flying sword and collapsed into the distance. The moment the tip of the sword shattered, Leng Xiaohan cut off his connection with the giant sword and forcibly stopped his moves.

"Click~Click~Boom!"

Without Leng Xiaohan Zhenyuan's input, the giant sword was quickly crushed by the formation. Then the formation slapped heavily on the turtle's back, and the turtle bent its legs, which was able to block the formation in the air.

Looking at the rotating array, a trace of despair appeared in everyone's hearts. The blue lion who was originally running towards Pan Gang quickly also slowed down, obviously Guo Qing hesitated, whether to let the lion help Guo Cang or come back to help Guo He.

"Help... Big brother!" Knowing Guo Qing's doubts, Guo He's very reluctant voice came from above. Biting his lip, Guo Qing didn't speak, just nodded silently.

With a muffled snort, a trace of blood flowed down from the corner of Leng Xiaohan's mouth. There was no time to rest or heal, and a flying sword appeared in front of Leng Xiaohan again.

The flying sword quickly formed a giant sword in front of Leng Xiaohan, and Leng Xiaohan held the hilt of the sword with both hands this time. Taking a deep breath, Leng Xiaohan roared to cheer himself up: "Kill!"

The true elements in the three dantians were poured into their hands, and Leng Xiaohan pushed the giant sword on the formation again, but this time the target was not the center of the formation, but the left edge of the formation.

As Leng Xiaohan thought, the formation really tilted to the right. As soon as their eyes lit up, the two Jiugong Evil also immediately rushed up, carrying the true yuan to the tail of the giant sword.

The position where the two of them were supporting their hands was not Leng Xiaohan's back, but the wide blade in front of the hilt.

It's not that the two of them don't want to directly transmit the true yuan to Leng Xiaohan, it's that the three of them practice different exercises, and the true yuan they cultivate is also different. How could it be possible to directly transmit the true yuan to others during the battle, when other people's exercises were running!

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