"Monk of the Avatar!" Hearing this, the faces of everyone present changed dramatically at the same time.

They originally thought that the teleportation array arranged by Tart Baguang was only to teleport out of the Falling Immortal Valley, but they didn't expect that there was actually a god and demon clan teleporting over, could it be that the teleportation array could be connected to the demon realm?

As soon as they thought of this, everyone's hearts sank, they didn't think that they were the opponents of the god and demon clan, they didn't say a word, turned around and flew in different directions.

Their speed was extremely fast, and a few flashes were just a hundred feet away.

"Old Ancestor, you can't let them go, if they report to the high-ranking cultivators of this realm, it will be troublesome. Seeing this, Tart Baguang hurriedly shouted loudly.

"You can rest assured that none of them will be able to escape. The corners of the black-shirted man's mouth curled slightly, and he said confidently.

Although he is just a doppelganger, but he is a god cultivator, how can he let a few high-level monks of the human race escape from him, moreover, activating the cross-border teleportation array requires a lot of resources, and it is not suitable for large-scale teleportation of clansmen to this interface, the main purpose of his trip is for the holy tree, if the high-level monks of this realm know that there is a god and demon clan teleported, maybe it will prevent him from obtaining the holy tree, whether it is public or private, he can't let these high-level monks escape from him.

Thinking about this, the man in black shirt raised his right hand, and a black bead the size of a dragon's eye came out of his hand, and flew quickly into the air in the wind.

Soon, the black beads swelled to the size of hundreds of zhang, and the surface was covered with dense black runes.

The man in the black shirt pinched the trick with one hand, and a trick hit the giant bead.

The giant orb suddenly burst into black light, spewing out a large black glow, turning into a huge black light curtain, enveloping a radius of ten miles.

At this time, Xiong Ming, who was the fastest, only flew out of three miles, not to mention the others, and the black light curtain covered Wang Changsheng and the others inside.

Xiong Ming's eyes flashed with a fierce color, and he shouted, the trident in his hand suddenly burst into golden light, and he swung forward fiercely, a piercing sound sounded in the air, and a dazzling three-color knife flashed out, and the three-color knife rose to the size of three hundred zhang in the wind, and hit the black light curtain fiercely.

There was a loud "boom", the black light curtain did not move, and the three-color sword flashed wildly a few times, and then collapsed.

Seeing this scene, Xiong Ming's face sank, and the faces of Wang Changsheng and the others were a little ugly.

Monk Lichen's face sank, he turned his hand and took out the copper lamp, opened his mouth and spewed out a white flame, lit the copper lamp, pinched the trick with one hand, and a magic trick hit the copper lamp, and a white flame flew out of the wick, and turned into a white lotus flower the size of a zhang after tumbling.

The white lotus flower spun around and smashed on top of the black light curtain.

With a "poof", the white lotus burst open, turning into a white flame and spreading rapidly.

Where the white flames were covered, the light dimmed.

Monk Lichen's face was happy, but soon, the smile on his face froze.

A large number of hideous grimaces appeared on the black light curtain, and they all rushed towards the place covered by white flames.

They gulped down the white flames, which slowly collapsed, and it didn't take long for them to disappear, and the black light curtain returned to normal.

Seeing this scene, Monk Lichen's face was very ugly, the copper lamp in his hand was a rare ancient treasure, which could release the Putuo True Flame, which was nothing in the past, whether it was a defensive magic weapon, a demon beast, or a formation, it could not resist the burning of the Putuo True Flame, but I didn't expect to encounter a hard stubble now.

As soon as Wang Changsheng's palm flipped, the Demon Dragon Sword appeared in his hand, and after injecting mana, the Demon Dragon Sword's size increased, exuding a disgusting smell of blood.

He clenched the Demon Dragon Sword and slashed towards the black light curtain in front of him.

The blood light flashed, and a blood ray more than thirty zhang long flashed out and hit the black light curtain fiercely.

The black light curtain did not move, and the blood flashed wildly, and then collapsed and disappeared.

Wang Changsheng saw this scene, and his face was a little ugly.

Wu Lingzi took out a mirror with white light, and after injecting mana, a thick pillar of white light flew out of it and hit the black light curtain.

The black light curtain is still unmoving, and its defense is very strong.

The red-robed Taoist priest and others also sacrificed their natal magic weapons to attack the black light curtain, but they all ended in failure.

"Hmph, my Thousand Soul Beads are refined with the spirits of hundreds of Yuanying Monks and a large number of rare materials, if there is not a little mistake in refining, it is a Heavenly Demon Treasure, and the Avatar Monk can't get out if he is trapped, let alone you. The corner of the black-shirted man's mouth flashed with a hint of sarcasm, and he said a little proudly.

Although Wang Changsheng and the others couldn't understand what the man in black shirt said, they also knew that the defensive ability of the black light curtain was amazing, and it was not something they could break.

To escape, they had to kill the three demons.

"Fellow Daoists, I don't need to say much about our current situation, you should also know that if you want to live, everyone will work together to destroy these three demons to have a chance of survival. Xiong Ming's eyes flashed with a look of determination, and he said loudly.

After speaking, the trident in his hand suddenly swung forward, and a hundred-zhang long three-color sword flashed out, shooting towards the black-shirted man with a fierce momentum.

Monk Lichen pinched the trick with one hand, and several tricks hit the copper lamp, and a large white flame flew out from the wick, and after a burst of twisting and deformation, it turned into a white firebird the size of a zhang.

The white firebird spread its wings and turned into a white light and swooped down on the black-shirted man.

The red-robed Taoist priest slapped the storage bag on his waist with his palm, and a red gourd flew out of it, and when he saw it rise to the size of a hundred zhang in the wind, a large piece of red flame flew out of the red gourd, turning into a red fire dragon more than ten zhang long, and pounced on the black-shirted man with his teeth and claws.

Immediately after that, he opened his mouth, and a red shining flying knife flew out of it, and a layer of red flames appeared on the surface, turning into a red light, and followed closely behind the red fire dragon.

Daogu in Tsing Yi opened her mouth, and three glittering blue short swords flew out of it, and quickly merged into one, turning into a cyan giant sword that was a long one, and shot towards the black-shirted man with a fierce momentum, and at the same time, her jade hand slapped the spirit beast bag on her waist, and thousands of green beetles flew out of it, and quickly condensed into a green spear several feet long, heading straight for the black-shirted man.

The purple-robed beauty opened her mouth and spewed out a purple flying sword, and after a layer of purple flames appeared on the surface, it turned into a purple light and slashed towards the black-shirted man, and at the same time, a purple porcelain bottle appeared in her hand as soon as her jade hand flipped over.

The white-robed old man opened his mouth and spewed out two white flying knives, following behind the purple light, and then, as soon as he raised his right hand, a palm-sized white hill came out of his hand, and after seeing the wind rise, he quickly smashed it into the sky above the man in black shirt.

Wu Lingzi flipped his palm, and a somewhat broken black short Ge appeared in his hand, and he began to chant words.

Wang Changsheng's gaze turned and landed on the teleportation array at the feet of the black-shirted man, his lips moved slightly, and a large piece of black qi surged out from his body, drowning both him and Mu Wanwan.

It didn't take long for three red flying knives to fly out of the black qi and head straight for the black-shirted man.

Seeing so many magic weapons coming, the man in the black shirt did not change his face.

As soon as he flipped the palm of his hand, a black jade bowl appeared in his hand, and the bowl was covered with black runes the size of tadpoles.

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