The sky-breaking sword is mighty, and it also hooks the power of the city's prohibition. At its peak, it definitely had the power of a sixth-order or higher spell. Although the main formation of Starstream City has been severely damaged now, its power is at least fourth-order.

Fourth-order spells, which are about the same as the late level of Nazhen. Meng Tongchen didn't dare to be careless. Raising his hand, he first shot out a flame from the light, took a half step back, and the phantom of the thunder sound and fixed the god clock lit up around his body.

The sword shattered the flames of light, dimming slightly by two points. Immediately struck the thunder sound and fixed the god bell.

The sword and the bell shadow held each other for a breath, and then the thunder bell shattered, and the thunder sound vibrate. The remnants of the sword flickered twice, and then dissipated.

The person who made the shot sneered, and three swords slashed out one after another, which were slightly less powerful, but the three swords blocked the direction of Meng Tongchen's dodge, forcing him to only take the swords hard.

Meng Tongchen did not dodge or dodge, the white light in his palm lit up, and he swept forward. A sword in the center bore the brunt of the attack, and was swept away by the white light, but it rose suddenly, indicating that a fine layer of white light immediately protruded. The red and white lights clashed and exploded violently, but the majestic spiritual power swept the two rays of light next to it together.

The power of the sword and the formation prohibition was originally quite compatible, but under the Yansheng Death Curse, the force of the prohibition was shared by the cityhead formation, and the expansion speed was not as fast as the sword mang, resulting in a conflict between the two, and the result was self-defeating.

"Damn!" The monk who slashed the blood-colored sword was caught off guard, and was counterattacked by the formation, revealing his body. Seeing a long nail with black and white brilliance flowing straight towards the door, he swallowed a mouthful of blood and urged a talisman seal in his hand.

A burst of brown light lit up in his hand, and then a wall of earth appeared out of thin air, blocking the black and white spikes. Just as he was concentrating and preparing to join the formation again, the earthen wall in front of him suddenly shook violently, and then a hole opened. He hurriedly raised his hand to make up another talisman seal, and was about to use a spell to make up another layer of defense, but suddenly felt a pain in his chest, and looked down, only to see two more transparent holes in his chest.

"How could it be ......" He shook his body and fell to the ground, dead after all.

Two sword lights, one green and one white, flew back into his hand, and by the way, he also brought back his storage bag. Meng Tongchen whistled lightly. Even though the Yansheng Injection Nail was out of control, the mystery was greatly reduced. But the opponent also used a talisman seal that had almost no change to speak of, and the imbalance of life and death caused by the imbalance of the life and death of the Yansheng Injection Nail itself led to the imbalance of the aura structure of the spell, and it collapsed on the spot. The Yin and Yang of the Shuimu Twin Swords in the back were opposite, Meng Tongchen borrowed the Flying Sword of the Imperial Envoy of the Law with Light and Dust, and sure enough, he deceived the opponent's induction, allowing him to recover his defense first, but he did not notice the two flying swords that were already close at hand.

The consequence of being too clean and neat was that no one dared to rush up again for the time being, but the two divine thoughts that were firmly locked on him with the help of the formation did not retreat, and they were waiting for a great opportunity to kill Meng Tongchen in one fell swoop.

Meng Tongchen also took this opportunity to observe the entire battlefield. The masters of the heavenly condensation come and go, and they can't see clearly. I can only barely judge two battle circles, one is the Yuhua Gate advocates not giving up one enemy and three, and the other is the Yin Hades Temple, and the two Hades will fight in World War II, and the two battle circles seem to be on the side with few people in the upper hand.

Originally, there should have only been two condensations in Starstream City, and I don't know where the extra ones came from to help the fist.

On the head of the city, there were constantly disciples of the Netherworld Temple who jumped into the city after solving the opponent. Meng Tongchen happened to see Zhou Xian'er surrounded by three yin-green big-headed ghosts, and after killing a team of guards, there was no opponent in front of him, so he simply jumped off the city wall, and followed a group of senior brothers and sisters to kill in the direction of the City Lord's Mansion.

The Heavenly Ghost Spell of the Mother and the Child, each level of improvement in the spell stage can refine one more sub-ghost. The three-headed ghost meant that Zhou Xian'er had also jumped to the third order, and in the early days of Nazhen, he had cultivated this famous demon path mastery to the third order.

However, compared to Song Pujia, it is still far behind. There are two powerful guards on his side, and he is cultivating the Glazed Soul True Qi that specializes in divine souls. The trio of Song Pujia had already brought down the double-digit Nazhen monks. Now he is fighting with three monks who have the peak strength of Nazhen with the help of the formation.

"Strange?" Meng Tongchen glanced at the entire battlefield, but he felt more and more strange. There are only a few dozen disciples of the Netherworld Temple who are still left in the city, and they are all entangled with the Nazhen monks of Starstream City. However, there are not a few disciples of the Netherworld Hall who are not cultivated enough, taking Zhou Xian'er as an example, she has only revealed a third-order spell at present, if she encounters the person who Meng Tongchen killed above, I am afraid it will be difficult to win. However, most of the monks who were similar to her had already crossed the city walls and entered the city, but the monks with higher strength were left behind at the head of the city.

"Is there an ambush in the city?" the thought flashed through Meng Tongchen's mind. At the same time, there seemed to be quite a few disciples of the Netherworld Temple who discovered this problem, and several of them had more and more powerful spells in their hands, quickly repelling their opponents and jumping into the city.

Meng Tongchen was a little entangled, although the main spells he cultivated had reached the third order, there was no problem in directly looking at him as a mid-stage cultivator. But among all the disciples of the Netherworld Hall who participated in the war, he still belonged to the group that was at the bottom of his cultivation and experience. Those senior brothers and sisters who have the late stage of Nazhen, or even the peak strength, may be able to break the ambush when they enter the city, and if they enter the city by themselves, they may be hated on the spot if they are not careful.

But immediately, Meng Tongchen saw Song Pujia half-squatting down and standing a purple coin at his feet. As soon as she took her hand away, the purple coin spun around, and a large piece of the city's forbidden body immediately protruded, centered on the coin, twisting and shattering as it turned.

The three monks who were fighting with them were caught off guard, and were shocked by the shattered prohibition, revealing their tracks, and then the black and white light flashed, and the heads of the good people rose to the sky.

Seeing that Song Pujia and the three of them also rushed into the city, Meng Tongchen also made up his mind. When he got his true qi, he was about to jump off the city wall, and at this moment, the two people who had been spying on it for a long time joined forces to kill.

A halberd slammed down on the head, sinking with great force, while a small, colorful sword scurried all the way to the ground of the city wall, a little slower than the halberd. The power of these two magic weapons is not much different from Fang Cai's bloody sword, and Meng Tongchen's Thunder Sound Concentration Bell may be able to shake back the halberd, but it will definitely not be able to stop the flying sword that follows closely behind.

"Idiot. Meng Tongchen scolded in a low voice. Within ten zhang of his body, he suddenly turned into black and white, and the halberd sword flew into it and was swept by a cloud of black qi, and he fell to the ground and lost all his aura.

In the face of Meng Tongchen, the two of them should be together from the beginning. It was obvious that he had already been detected, but he was given a chance to prepare. Now that he has two magic weapons as the eye of life and death, his own magic level has also greatly improved after observing the divine light of the reincarnation of the underworld. At this time, he reversed the power of the death formation, and even in the face of the condensation master, he could also pass two moves.

Meng Tongchen didn't look back, and pointed with his backhand. The black and white qi that filled the surroundings tumbled and contracted, condensed on the two flying swords, and then shot out along the position that Fang had sensed when he shot down the magic weapon.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the two Starstream City monks hurriedly pulled back. One of them moved a little slowly, and was swept by the black qi blessed by the Renshui Tiantao Sword, and suddenly the layers of spiritual light on his body were extinguished, and the person fell from the city wall, life and death were unknown.

Meng Tongchen had no intention of chasing and killing them, and after retracting his double swords, he jumped down from the city.

While he was still in mid-air, a sudden change occurred in Starstream City. Thousands of magic spells burst out from the streets and alleys, and many unprepared disciples of the Netherworld Hall were like reefs in the tide, and they were wiped out in an instant.

How many guards are there in the City Lord's Mansion of Starstream City? There are only three thousand in the full number, and there are only one to two hundred people in the Nazhen realm.

But how many monks live in Starstream City? more than 300,000 people, plus merchants who come and go. There are no less than 100,000 people who have stepped into the forging body, and there are 1,000 Nazhen monks.

It's not that these thousands of Nazhen monks are all following Starstream City and Feather Gate to rebel against the Netherworld, but what I see in front of me is that at least half of them have chosen to be enemies of the Netherworld.

Before Meng Tongchen could land, three attacks pressed over. First was a flying sword, followed by a cloud of emerald phosphorus fire the size of a skull, and finally a seemingly ordinary wooden branch.

Meng Tongchen violently lifted his true qi, and before he had time to start it, he relied on his true qi to spin in the air, and then stepped on the flying sword. Although this hand was not a serious technique, with a fierce step, the true qi of life and death penetrated into the sword body, directly rushing through the prohibition, and also caused the monk not far away to spit out a mouthful of blood.

After a moment's slowdown, Heguang Tongchen escaped immediately, and the phosphorus fire that attacked from afar failed to lock Meng Tong's figure for a while, and was easily swept by, but in the end, the wooden branch accelerated sharply, just hitting the threshold where Meng Tongchen was about to change direction. Caught off guard, Meng Tongchen was knocked out of the light, but fortunately, he was wearing the protective inner armor from Yin Shu, so he was not injured. Although he didn't master the prohibition, the material of this armor itself was excellent, so he blocked this blow for him.

"There are masters. Meng Tongchen sighed in a low voice, and as soon as Fang landed, he took advantage of the situation to roll and avoid the flying sword attacking again. With his backhand, he swung out a flame of light, and he didn't pay much attention to it. The thunder sound on his body lit up, and the black and white light flashed in his hand.

The wooden branch circled in mid-air for half a circle, and then fell head-on. It's just an ordinary branch, but this blow is like a hammer smashing down.

Meng Tongchen contemplated, the wooden branch fell, and the thunder sound and the bell shattered. At this moment, he raised his hand and struck, and the black brilliance met the wooden branch that had exhausted its momentum. Under the flush of dead air, the movement of the wooden branch suddenly slowed down, and it could not be taken back for a while. Just as Meng Tongchen was about to knock down this powerful magic weapon in one fell swoop, the sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded in his ears.

Meng Tongchen's figure leaned back suddenly, avoiding a horizontal sword. The person holding the sword was dressed in a cyan robe, his hair was scattered, and his face was scorched, and he was the sword monk who had just eaten a flame of light.

"Do the people of Yuhuamen love to fight in close quarters so much?"