Around the wreckage of the beast car, four groups of light and shadow fought fiercely. The disciples of the Netherworld Temple fell in the wreckage of the beast cart, and although they lost their flexibility, they did not have to guard against the opponent's attack from all sides. His strength was much higher than the three people opposite, a pitch-black flying sword was erratic, occasionally there were dark green flames, and the miserable white flying needle was shot, and he actually suppressed the three people on the opposite side for a while.

If it was before, the three people on the other side might not be afraid of him. This state of obviously using some kind of explosive secret technique is not sustainable, and with the injuries he has accumulated along the way, such a desperate attempt will only speed up his life. But the two minor repairs that Fang had just been involved in completely disrupted the plan. Yin Dagongzi inexplicably made a move, which made the form on the field suddenly reversed. Although this eldest prince has an average cultivation, he has the treasures given by his father, and his full strength may not be weaker than the three of them.

Zhanchang was very anxious at this time. He is also worshiped in the City Lord's Mansion, although he is not as good as Yin Chunqiu, a master of condensation, but he is also a well-known figure in the vicinity. Since he was recruited by the city lord, he has not done these bloody jobs for a long time. Although he voted for the so-called Feather Immortal Gate with the city lord, he saw the great supernatural power of the "Holy Venerable". But he was still afraid of attacking and killing the disciples of the Netherworld. It may not have been obvious before, but at this moment, the battle situation was anxious, and he gradually became bored, and the spell in his hand was a little impatient, and he was peeped out by the opponent, and he was almost injured under the ghost sword.

He scrambled to avoid his opponent's moves, and a scream on the ground disturbed his mind again.

"Damn, shit, shit. "Maybe it was the experience of crawling in the Black Gen Mountains a few years ago that played a role. In the midst of the increasing pressure, Zhanchang calmed down. The flying sword in his hand took a defensive position, in order to stabilize his position first.

"Bold!" burst out on the ground. Immediately afterwards, accompanied by bursts of ghost crying, a mourning stick smashed down. Although his majesty was average, Zhanchang's face suddenly turned pale.

There is no other reason, this mourning stick is the standard magic weapon of the disciples of the Netherworld Temple.

Finally, it was finally discovered by the Netherworld Temple!

At this moment, the fear that had been suppressed suddenly exploded. Zhan Chang could no longer keep his calm, and the brilliance of all kinds of spells on his body exploded, and he hit in all directions regardless of it. The others flew out, deviated from the main road, and headed straight in the direction of the Black Xuan Mountain Range.

In the wreckage of the beast cart, a figure soared into the sky. The yin green flames, the miserable white flying needles, the white bone flywheel, and the eclipse spirit are beaten out like no money, suppressing the monks who are dressed as Starstream City armor guards. However, the pitch-black flying sword suddenly converged on the ghostly shadows in the sky, but it was simply a horizontal and vertical slash.

In the void, two thin dark red lines were staggered. In addition, the Feather Sect monk crossed his sword to his chest, and a thin line was crossed, but it seemed to be nothing.

The Starstream City monk hurriedly carried a round of fast attack, and as soon as he looked up, he saw that his companion was powerless to hang his head, and he split into four pieces with his sword.

The Ghost Shadow Sword was nowhere to be seen again, and then a scream sounded from behind him, and he could tell that it was Zhanchang's voice who didn't care about fleeing.

If he fled, he would face the enemy behind him, and Zhanchang's fate was an example; if he was fighting, what qualifications did he have to face it head-on now?

However, this Starstream City armor guard soon didn't have to worry about how to deal with it. A black and white light struck his talisman armor, and the black and white light flowed, and this good quality talisman shattered silently. He hurriedly ran his True Qi to fight back, but he didn't expect that the angry True Qi burst out, and the spell of the sneak attack behind him was shattered, leaving his majestic True Qi in the air. Immediately, the Ghost Shadow Sword took advantage of the void to enter, and he didn't have to worry about it anymore.

On the ground, half of Chen Lingxuan's body was shattered, and she couldn't see it. She didn't understand until she died, how could the five-fold heavenly Dao robe given by her master not play any role in the end.

Meng Tongchen held his sword on the ground, and pressed a wound under his ribs with his left hand. This is left by Chen Lingxuan's counterattack before she died, she relied on the grade of the Dao robe to be high enough, and wanted to take Meng Tongchen's sword, but she didn't expect to be in the midst of the upside-down death array, and the body protection robe was infected into the texture structure by the death intent, and then injected into life by Meng Tongchen's sword. The life-and-death clash exploded suddenly, and that's what killed her.

If she had completely mastered the prohibition of this Dao robe, Meng Tongchen's upside-down death array was not of sufficient grade, and the infected magic weapon would definitely be discovered by the master, and she would definitely not be defeated so easily if she had already prepared.

In the real air circle, Meng Tongchen's injuries were already healed. He looked up, and after the heavenly fellow raised his hand and threw out a teleportation flying sword, it was planted from the clouds. He had also reached the point where he had run out of oil, and if the Starstream City monk had made a decision earlier, it was unknown if he would have fought hard to defeat or lose.

"This master ......" Meng Tongchen put away the Yimu Spirit Snatching Sword and came to the same door with the intention of taking a look at his injuries. But when I walked in, I found that this fellow disciple dressed as Bai Impermanence was clearly a woman.

But I just heard her speak in a male voice.

"Thank you for your help. Bai Wuchang spoke tiredly, this time with a female voice.

"Ugh. Meng Tongchen was a little entangled in how to call it for a while.

"It's just the art of hiding the soul through the body. Are you Meng Tongchen?" this time it was a male voice, but Meng Tongchen noticed that Bai Wuchang in front of him did not speak, and a little aura converged on her side, vaguely outlining another face.

"Exactly, the seniors know the next?" Although he didn't know what it meant to borrow the body to hide the soul, Meng Tongchen obviously realized that this was probably not a disciple of the same generation.

"This Luo Shenshang, under the reincarnation of the Shuai Sect, how could he not know you, it is really terrifying. The face outlined by the aura swayed up and down slightly, as if nodding, "Not only is the cultivation of life and death true qi solid and strong, but the ability to adapt to emergencies is not bad." That mourning stick was a great one. ”

"The seniors have won the prize. Meng Tongchen replied modestly, but in fact, he was slightly proud in his heart. The scope of Monk Nazhen's divine thoughts is quite limited, and it is easy to ignore the surrounding situation in the midst of an all-out confrontation. Coupled with the fact that the Netherworld Temple has been overwhelming all directions for thousands of years, it is a huge shadow entrenched in the hearts of all the surrounding monks. At such a time, if someone is not mentally strong, and is stimulated, it is likely to collapse on the spot.

Of course, Zhanchang's performance was still a little unexpected by Meng Tongchen and Luo Shenshang, they all thought that as long as someone showed his flaws in a panic, it would be considered a success. Luo Shenshang can seize the opportunity to solve or hit one hard, and then fight the enemy steadily.

The six monks who came after him all died quite miserably, and the first time he really fought with life and death, Meng Tongchen was still in a mood at the moment. Thinking back on Fang Cai's actions now, Meng Tongchen himself also admired himself a little, if it was usual, he would never think that he could have such decisiveness.

"Senior, this is the Starstream City and Feather Gate rebellion. After calming down a little, Meng Tongchen looked around and asked.

"yes, I don't know what nerves they have. Lend me my true anger. As he spoke, "Luo Shenshang" raised his hand and motioned for Meng Tongchen to hold it.

The female cultivator's hand was as soft as a bone, but when she held it in her hand, Meng Tongchen felt that something was wrong. The female cultivator's ontological consciousness, who had only made a sound once, now hides there, and now it is obvious that Luo Shenshang has the initiative in the body, maybe this is the reason why it doesn't feel right.

With his palms facing each other, Meng Tongchen slowly crossed the true qi of life. Although the female cultivator on the other side is in no way different from the "True Classic of Life and Death", her true qi seems to be in the same vein, and she will soon consume Meng Tongchen's true qi to replenish herself.

After a few breaths, the nun relieved herself and stood up.

She walked to Chen Lingxuan's body first, picked up the flying sword, and waved it twice in her hand. Lingguang's face seemed to be quite satisfied, and he said: "The natal flying sword of this seat is ruined, this sword is in good condition, barely to my taste, I don't know if the master and nephew can cut love." ”

Meng Tongchen raised his hand to indicate that it was okay. He only now realized that Luo Shenshang was distributing the spoils of war, he himself was not good at swordsmanship, and it was indeed a waste for that flying sword to remain in his hands.

Seeing that Meng Tongchen had no opinion, the female cultivator raised her hand and waved, and a crescent moon sword qi swung out and swept over Zhanchang's corpse. She stretched out her left hand, and a shrinkage bag landed right in her palm.

"Yun'er is also very damaged this time. These healed Yun'er's wounds. With that, she raised her hand and made a gesture of please, indicating that he would no longer touch the rest of the loot.

Meng Tongchen nodded in agreement, he raised his hand and pointed at the Feather Sect monk who was torn in half by the powerful ghost, "Brother Qian, this is your trophy." "The three of them are trying their best in this fight, if there is no money to contain one person, how can he have a chance to win.

Qian An groaned slightly, and without refusing, he stepped forward to rummage through the man's storage bag.

Meng Tongchen walked in front of Yin Shu.

There was still a trace of vicious pride on the face of this eldest prince Yin, and he didn't think that he was killed inexplicably.

Meng Tongchen took off the storage bag on his waist, opened it, and couldn't help but gasp. At the same time, fortunately, he chose to deal with this Yin Dagongzi first.

In his storage bag, there were a few scattered pill spirit stones, not to mention. There are three things that particularly attract Meng Tongchen's attention. One of them is a beast skin talisman seal, which is engraved with a dark blue inscription, and after a little sense of its breath, it is clear that it has reached the seventh order. Although there is no guarantee that the talisman will definitely hit the opponent, if he finds an opportunity to use this talisman in the chaos of the battle, the consequences are self-evident.

The second is a light blue bead magic weapon, which is slightly sensed in the hand, and it has already been forbidden by the Six Heavens, and as a medium-grade magic weapon, it has been sacrificed to the end. Judging from the information that Meng Tongchen heard recently, this magic weapon should be the Zhentao Pearl, which Yin Chunqiu used when he became famous, presumably with the growth of cultivation, this Zhentao Pearl, limited by the quality and unable to be improved, was given to his son by Yin Chunqiu.

Finally, it was a brand-new jade bell magic weapon, Meng Tongchen looked at it and felt a little familiar, and suddenly remembered that this was one of the auction items in the finale of the auction in the Xingliu Pavilion: the unrefined high-grade magic weapon Ming Jade Bell. It seems that it is the treasure that Yin Dagongzi won at that auction.

Coupled with a piece of Fourfold Heaven Talisman soft armor he wore on his body, this Grand Prince Yin provided Meng Tongchen with at least fifty medium-grade spirit stones worth of loot.