Above the sky, the clouds were thick, and the stars and the moon were not visible, only a few lightning bolts fell straight down on the scorched land.

Several figures scurried through the air with long swords, and the leader was wearing a pale gray star suit, a crown of inky hair, and his eyes were full of fierceness.

This time, it was the people of the Star Pavilion who took the lead to purge and subdue the demon cultivator who had already been in the Mahayana period, and this person was naturally the pavilion master of the Star Pavilion.

He is already a cultivator in the Mahayana period, but he has repeatedly suffered defeats under the hands of that demon cultivator, and he has long been unwilling in his heart, and this time he also took the lead in rushing to the forefront.

"Pavilion Master, none of the people sent out have come back, those are all elders who have been in the late stage of refining, and all the Yuan Shen Lamps have been broken......

"Needless to say, I have my own plans. ”

Yuan Shen Lamp, every disciple and elder of the Star Pavilion will have an ever-bright lamp enshrined in the main hall, the lamp is bright, the lamp is extinguished, if the lamp is broken by itself, it is the Yuan Shen is extinguished, and there is no chance to take it away.

All the way to the center of the lightning gathering, the monks who came with this trip were about thirty people, not only the Star Pavilion, but also some from the Nine Heavens Sword Sect and the Gathering Immortal Sect, if these people did not return alive, I am afraid that the position of the head of the twelve gates of the Star Pavilion would really be difficult to preserve.

"Rush forward! She wants to use evil magic to die and struggle, don't let her succeed!"

The Pavilion Master of the Star Pavilion pointed to the center of the minefield, and a red light could be faintly seen, which was extremely eye-catching in the dazzling thunder.

In an instant, countless yellow, blue, and purple pillars of light burst out from the magic weapons in the monk's hands like arrows from the strings, heading straight for the crimson.

"In these days, who hasn't begged for a living under thunder all day long. ”

From the back of the line, a man dressed in dirt came out, with an embarrassed smile on his face, as if he had just come out of the mound.

"Beiming, it seems that you have won the battle?"

Glancing at the unreliable person, the Pavilion Master of the Star Pavilion withdrew his gaze and stared at the scene in front of him, although his words were ridiculous, he didn't believe that so many people couldn't encircle and suppress a seriously injured Mahayana monk.

"I didn't say that, and I don't think you're a winner. ”

"What did you say?"

"Have you ever seen her traversed? I will never forget that scene in my life. ”

"What do you mean!!"

His eyes widened, and he was about to give the order to retreat, but it was already too late.

A blinding glare of light enveloped the entire barren land, and a scarlet glow spread from the sky, and a dragon's roar burst through the air.

"Look, I just said it, I will never forget it in my life, when she crossed the catastrophe, the white dragon would never leave her half a step......"

Beiming narrowed his eyes slightly, smiled and took out an oil-paper umbrella from his back, opened it, blocked it in front of him, and turned away all the thunder and lightning that struck.

"She's not a character like you and me can handle. ”