Chapter 157: It's Back

At first, I thought I was wrong, or some kind of illusion, but after fixing my mind, I found that this was actually true, just ahead, it was their Qingyang Sect's Eight Desolation Cloud Terrace, at this time, there were a large number of people fighting with monsters, the battle situation was very tragic, this kind of reality, but it was not an illusion that could be formed, just like in the illusion just now, Fang Yuan and Luo Feiling both had a heart eye, although they couldn't see through the illusion at a glance, but they knew in their hearts that it was mostly fake, and now the Eight Desolation Cloud Platforms really can't be real!

"Could it be that there is something strange in that valley that sent us directly back to the vicinity of the Eight Desolation Cloud Terrace?"

Fang Yuan was surprised, secretly guessing, and strode forward at the same time.

"In any case, it's good to rush back, and it always saves more than a day's journey......"

He originally planned to come back with Luo Feiling, but as far as the two of them were concerned, it would definitely not be easy on the way, but now he suddenly returned to the Eight Desolations Cloud Terrace, but it saved a lot of trouble, which is a good thing!

Seeing the fierce battle ahead, he didn't think much about it, so he drew his sword and bullied the past.

"Senior Brother Meng, there are too many of these monsters......

At this time, around the Eight Desolation Cloud Terrace, there were no less than a thousand monsters gathered, some strong and some weak, and there were a lot of them, and they were surrounded by the Eight Desolation Cloud Platforms to kill and kill, the strongest of them was a black armor skeleton, which was different from the black wind skeletons that Fang Yuan had encountered, this black armor skeleton seemed to have been blessed by a large amount of demon breath, and had been cultivating for an unknown number of years, and now it was like a giant, at least three feet tall, wearing black armor, holding a big knife, and the ghost fire fluttering in his eye sockets!

This black-armored skeleton had the most difficult momentum to resist, and it was wielding a big knife fiercely, slashing towards the Eight Desolations Cloud Platform.

With each slash, the translucent array of light above the Eight Desolations Cloud Terrace shook once, faintly, it was dimmed, and endless debris fell from the Eight Desolation Cloud Platforms, which looked very scary, as if the cloud platform would collapse at any time......

"No matter what, you must kill this black-armored demon, otherwise the monster attack will be difficult to ......"

The figure of the true legend of Long Yin Peak, Meng Zhenzhen, appeared outside the Eight Desolation Cloud Platforms, shouted loudly, and rushed into the air.

At this time, around the Eight Desolations Cloud Terrace, there are nearly 100 Xianmen disciples forming a large array, resisting wave after wave of attacks from the surrounding monsters, not wanting it to get close to the Eight Desolation Cloud Platforms, but this Eight Desolations Cloud Platform was originally standing here to protect the Xianmen disciples, but now it is directly reversed, and the Xianmen disciples have already given up their lives and desperately resisted the monsters, so as not to destroy the Yuntai.

But the monster below is easy to deal with, but the black-armored skeleton is very terrifying, and the disciples can't resist it at all, and such a powerful monster is born with a will that can affect other monsters, as long as it is attacking the Eight Desolation Cloud Platform, other monsters will also subconsciously follow it to attack together, unless it is killed, this offensive will never stop......

At this time, Meng was obviously out of the way, and after a loud shout, he directly rushed towards the air with his sword!

"Three-element swordsmanship, go!"

Meng really shouted, and a sword light swept around him, stabbing at the forehead of the black-armored skeleton.

"Roaring ......"

The black-armored skeleton roared, and the big knife turned around and slashed towards Meng Huanzhen.

"Now I am dead, and I will cut you off!"

"Only when such a powerful monster is killed, will the attack of the other monsters slow down a little and take a breath!"

Meng really dodged the knife, but he was a little unsteady by the knife wind, he knew in his heart that this black-armored skeleton was too terrifying, usually encountered in trials, it was all about dozens of Xianmen disciples to go together, or form a formation, or lay a trap, and try every means to kill it, but now, the other Xianmen disciples can't spare time, he can only face this demon alone!

"Sooner or later, I'll die, so let's just fight more chic......"

He also knew in his heart that this black armor skeleton was powerful, and if it was a fight, he would be more likely to be taken advantage of by other monsters, so he smiled bitterly in his heart, and directly exerted the strongest ability to press the bottom of the box, biting the tip of his tongue, and a mouthful of blood sprayed on his flying sword, and the power of that sword light exploded, and there were faint traces of blood in the cyan brilliance, and as his magic trick was pinched, he suddenly flew out of mid-air, circled around the black armor skeleton, and then nailed it to the back of its head......

"Boom!"

At the back of the head of the black-armored skeleton, a puff of black flames actually appeared, blocking the flying sword from continuing to pierce!

And the black-armored skeleton roared loudly, brandishing a big knife and slashing at Meng Huanzhen.

"Give me ......"

Meng Huanzhen devoted all his attention to driving the flying sword, and desperately urged the flying sword to pierce into it!

In the face of the slash from the black-armored skeleton, he was almost powerless to dodge!

It's a pity that his flying sword, even though he has done his best, but after all, his mana consumption has been about the same until now, and he can't stab it hard, and he is only a little short of killing the black-armored monster, but he has exhausted his strength......

"The last sword before he died, didn't he get up in style?"

Meng Huanzhen smiled bitterly, watching the black-armored skeleton slash at him, his face was completely gray!

"Senior Brother Meng Huanzhen, this sword is very wonderful......"

At this moment, suddenly a voice sounded in the distance, and Meng Huanzhen was taken aback.

After a look, I saw two figures in the distance rushing over, one of the cyan figures, coming very fast, in an instant, it had already arrived behind the black armor skeleton, and stepped on the tail end of Meng Huanzhen's flying sword fiercely, the flying sword was blocked by the black flame, and it couldn't pierce it, but with the power of this step, it immediately broke through the black flame barrier, and directly drilled into the head of the black armor skeleton, and then flew out at the center of its eyebrows, and the black armor skeleton was stunned immediately, and a body of black smoke quickly dispersed......

"Whoosh......"

In the end, the skeleton's knife was also cut down, and it could be cut to the center of Meng Huanzhen's eyebrows, and it was no longer able to fall, and gradually disappeared.

In the eyes of outsiders, Meng really seemed to be facing that knife, not dodging or dodging, and slashed the black-armored skeleton in time.

This scene is really indescribably chic!

"Senior Brother Fang Yuan, you ...... You're back?"

Meng was really stunned for a moment, and then gradually returned to his soul, with a look of ecstasy, and looked up hurriedly.

A green shadow in the air, holding a long sword in his backhand, walked down on the remains of the black-armored skeleton, but it wasn't Fang Yuan, who was it?

"Fortunately, I'm back!"

Fang Yuan came to Meng Huanzhen and said with a smile: "Now is not the time to speak, let's expel this wave of monsters!"

Meng Huanzhen saw that he only came back with the female disciple of Ziyun Peak, and he was also slightly stunned, and nodded and said, "Okay!"

"Senior Brother Fang Yuan is back......"

"Quick, everyone, work harder, Senior Brother Fang Yuan is back, and he has been saved......"

And below, all the disciples of the Qingyang Sect were also overjoyed, and they all shouted, their momentum was all invigorated, and they desperately fought towards the tide-like monsters, and now with the dissipation of the black armor skeleton, the monsters did not have the coercion of the monster powerhouse, and the offensive was originally slow, coupled with the concerted efforts of all the immortal sect disciples, there were also many immortal disciples who were resting in the Eight Desolation Cloud Platforms rushed out, and they quickly killed countless monsters one by one, and their momentum was repulsed!

"Senior Brother Fang Yuan......"

"Fortunately, Senior Brother Fang Yuan, you are finally back, and your request for help has been successful?"

"What about the people from the Four Great Immortal Sects?"

Inside and outside the Eight Desolation Cloud Terrace, all the Immortal Sect disciples were all excited, shouting and asking one after another.

"And me, and my ......"

Luo Feiling saw that everyone was concerned about Fang Yuan, and he kept jumping to his feet in anger and raised his hands desperately.

"Thanks to Senior Sister Luo, this call for help was successful!"

Fang Yuan glanced at Luo Feiling in the distance, took a long breath, and said with a smile.

"The call for help was successful, this time there is a rescue......"

"Thank God, we haven't suffered in vain these days......"

A group of Immortal Sect disciples burst into tears and laughter, and the qi that was still very low not long ago was swept away.

"Senior Brother Fang Yuan, come in!"

Meng Huanzhen, Wu Qing and the others, hurriedly asked people to make a way and let Fang Yuan come in, as soon as he entered the Yuntai, Fang Yuan saw that Xiao Zhufeng's disciples also greeted him, and their faces were happy, Xiao Qiao's junior sister, Ling Hongbo, Guan Fool and others, there were a lot, although the disciples of Qingyang Sect were killed and injured, but Xiao Zhufeng seemed to have suffered the least losses, which immediately made Fang Yuan understand that Meng Huanzhen and Wu Qing really believed in their words, and took care of Xiao Zhufeng's disciples for themselves, and in the charge of this monster, they didn't let them make a move.

"Senior Brother Fang Yuan, what about the people from the Four Great Immortal Sects, why didn't they come with you?"

Wu Qing and Meng were really not like those ordinary disciples, they had already vaguely guessed something, and when there were fewer people around, they asked in a low voice.

"We didn't rush together, but the Four Great Immortal Sects will definitely come to the rescue!"

Fang Yuan didn't want to go into details, but replied calmly.

When Wu Qing heard this, she was stunned for a moment, and glanced at Meng Huanzhen, her expression a little heavy......