Hu Bugui probed slightly, and a stone fell to the ground in his heart, Wen Xuan was not in a big deal except for some detachment, but was blessed by misfortune, the power of the soul in his body was as dignified as a mountain, and as smart as water, and the soul soldier was able to go further, which was also an unexpected joy. Pen&Fun&Pavilion www.biquge.info【】

It turned out that the mountain protection array of Huangting Mountain was laid out in two layers, the outer layer mobilized the power of the five elements, and swept away the enemy with the momentum of destroying the withering and decaying, and the inner layer spread the mist of the heart, eroding the heart in a silent and silent way, and it was impossible to prevent it. The last time Wei Qiqi sneaked into the three-star cave of the slanting moon, one was that the mountain protection array was not fully opened, and the other was supported by the creation tree in his body, whether it was the power of the five elements or the mist of the heart, it was like a light breeze passing over, and it did not cause much trouble. But this time it was different, Daomen was facing the risk of annihilation, and no longer left his hand, Wen Xuan was caught off guard, and finally fell into the plot, but fortunately, the maid who swallowed the sun made a timely move, removed the fog of the heart, and avoided the demon slave side from losing a general first.

As far as the eye can see, the dense fog in Huangting Mountain is rolling, and I don't know how many murderous intentions are hidden, and rashly breaking into it is tantamount to throwing yourself into a net. The demon slave offensive was suspended, Hu Bugui gathered the elite soldiers of the five cities, counted one or two, and the casualties were about one percent, which was bearable, but it was the god battalion that bore the brunt of the attack, facing the oppression of the large array, and lost a small half.

Zhihe sent the seriously injured Erlang out of Huangting Mountain, and gathered with the wounded soldiers of the Five Cities, summoned an old Cheng general, and ordered him to lead a number of lightly injured soldiers to escort him back to Surabaya City, be careful all the way, and do not make mistakes. Hu Bugui groaned, after all, he was a little relieved, and ordered Tang Lu and the Yu clan to go back quickly.

Although Tang Lu was reluctant, Hu Shuai spoke, and he had no way to shirk it.

Zhi Yingqiu led the Shen Barracks to stop at the Huangting Mountain Pass, not far in front of him was a thick fog covering the sky and the sun, he was in a dilemma, and he didn't know what to do, when he suddenly saw the maid of the swallowing sun stepped forward, and without touching the ground, he passed by, and walked straight into the dense fog.

After a while, the dense fog is like a boiling pot, tumbling and boiling, collapsing inward, and the figure of the maid who swallows the sun is becoming clearer and clearer, but I see her standing in the mountains, I don't know what kind of magic power she used, and the mist of the heart is all in the body, and the true appearance of the eight hundred miles of Huangting Mountain is unprecedentedly presented in front of you, and you can see it at a glance.

The mountains are undulating, the ancient trees are towering, the vines are hanging, the moss is hanging on the stones, and one or two desolate ape howls are heard in the depths of the mountains and forests, which makes people depressed and cry.

A sword light rose into the sky, Geyang Zhenren's sword flew out, and when he saw the maid of Swallowing Yang take away the mist of his heart, he said abruptly: "Since you abandoned my Dao Gate and left, you should be clean and self-loving, and stay out of the matter, why did you do this act of deceiving the teacher and destroying the ancestors?"

The maid who swallowed the sun glanced at him, and said lightly: "The ancestor of the Daomen is not the ancestor of the little woman, what is there to bully or not, the strong people of Dayingzhou are respected, these eight hundred miles of Huangting Mountain, it was not taken from the hands of the heavenly demon at the beginning?"

"After all, the three of you are favored by my Daomen......

The maid who swallowed Yang interrupted him and said: "Grace Yunyun, I can only deceive those simple-minded people, let me ask you, Geyang Zhenren, do you dare to say that my generation achieved the spirit of the instrument because of the power of the Daomen?"

Ge Yang Zhenren shook his head and sighed: "That's it, since that's the case, I have to do it!" He didn't even look at Wei Qiqi, with a flick of his sleeve, the imperial sword retreated into the Huangting Mountain, and disappeared in an instant.

Hu Bugui sneered, tomorrow will be thin Xishan, but he will hold up an arrogant face - after thinking about it, the mountain protection array has been broken, and Geyang Lao Dao can still be so supportive, he must have something to fear, and the Daomen has a deep heritage, which should not be underestimated. He made up his mind in his heart, didn't say a word, and saw what Wei Qiqi planned.

The Huangting Mountain Protection Array and the One Hundred and Eight Prohibitions of the Three Star Caves of the Oblique Moon are mutually exclusive, with endless changes, Wei Qiqi has already been prepared, just waiting for the other party to counterattack, see the move, and consume the aura of heaven and earth. This is a desperate plan to draw wages from the bottom of the kettle, but Ge Yang Zhenren seems to be alert, and he actually sits back and watches the big array collapse and does not move. When he appeared in front of him, Wei XVII had the urge to inflict a thunderous blow, but at the moment of his thoughts, several strange breaths locked him, if there was nothing, obscure, giving him a great threat. He was in his heart, and he didn't act rashly, and the Daomen really still had a back hand.

Wei Qiqi beckoned to the maid of the swallowing sun, summoned her to his side, and asked a few words in a low voice, the maid of the swallowing sun shook her head frequently, she was trapped in the unsullied hole, she did not see the light of day all the year round, she was not free at all, and she had no idea about Geyang Zhenren's backhand.

Since opportunism is not advisable, we can only take it step by step and fight steadily. Wei Qiqi stood on the back of the dragon bat, looked down at the peaks and stones, grass and trees of Huangting Mountain, slowly stretched out his hand, shook it in the void, closed his five fingers, and jumped into the palm of his hand, the blade was extremely long, and the armor was broken on all sides, rippling with a trace of cold light.

The iron-blooded killing intent came to her face, and the maid who swallowed the sun subconsciously took half a step back, her expression was a little unnatural, she faintly noticed that this long lance was extraordinary, and she didn't want to get too close to it.

Wei Qiqi threw his arms, and the sea lance flew straight out of more than 100 zhang, and suddenly stopped in the air. The real boy grinned, his body shrank sharply, strode forward in the air, picked the sea lance in his hand, pointed at his feet, the qi of the water rolled like a tide, and a number of mines appeared out of thin air, dense, countless.

Looking at this posture, don't you want to raze Huang Tingshan to the ground? Zhi Yingqiu's eyes were about to pop out, his heart was pounding, and he was anxious to order the Divine Barracks to quickly withdraw from Huang Tingshan. The elite soldiers of the five cities were also in turmoil, not waiting for Hu Bugui's orders, the tide also seemed to retreat, Hu Bugui sighed secretly, a plate of scattered sand, after all, he couldn't do the order to prohibit it, there was only one branch of Yingqiu in Dayingzhou, and there was only one god battalion.

How majestic is the aura of heaven and earth absorbed by the real boy, all of them are infused into the sea lance, the long lance buzzes and roars, the layers of mines cover the sky, there is no time to move, the eight hundred miles of mountains and forests are all shrouded in the faint blue mang, the killing atmosphere is like the substance, sweeping every corner, where it passes, the grass and trees shake down, the white dew is frost, in the blink of an eye, the harsh winter descends on Huangting Mountain.

The roar of the ape suddenly stopped, the birds and beasts fled in a hurry, Ge Yang Zhenren looked up at the thunder in the sky, his heart was cold, and his eyes tingled. Monk Dinghui, the maid who swallowed the sun, and the real boy, all abandoned the Daomen one by one, not only that, but also fought back, aiding the abuse, did the Daomen really reach the end of the mountain?

He clenched his hands into fists, his nails pierced deep into his palms, his grief and indignation suddenly disappeared, he sighed, and retreated back into the three-star cave of the slanting moon.

After a few breaths, the Huangting Mountains shook, a thick golden light rose to the sky, and the mines floating in the air were pulled by the air engine, scattered and avoided, and the golden light shot into the sky, stirring the stars in the sky, and the star force drooped.

The maid who swallowed the sun said softly: "That's the small realm of inchworms-" Before the words fell, the second golden light shot into the sky, dispersing the mines, attracting star power, followed by the third, fourth, and fifth paths...... In the blink of an eye, 17 golden rays of light were like giant pillars in the sky, and the star chips were sprinkled on Huangting Mountain, like a dream and a fantasy.

The heavens and the earth were solemn, the wind and clouds surged, and the last golden light shot out from the Bilian Small Realm, piercing the sky like a sharp sword.