"Alas, it's really boring to walk around the mountains all day, if only I could go to the front line and fight the demon monks. A young man sighed.

"Come on, Senior Brother Sun, you are only the seventh layer of qi refining, at least the ninth layer of qi refining can be transferred to the front line to fight the demon path monks, you better patrol honestly!" a middle-aged man quipped.

"That is, although patrolling the mountain is a bit boring, it is better to be safe, it is said that there are as many as three or four hundred Qi refining stage monks in our Qingdanmen who died on the front line. ”

"The battle is so fierce, the Demon Dao Monk won't fight here, right?" the young man's face changed, and he said with some concern.

Zhao Feng heard these words, chuckled, and said, "This is the big rear, how can there be a Demon Dao monk here?"

But at this moment, the ground shook slightly.

A mountain peak on the left suddenly roared, as if someone was attacking the formation.

"Enemy attack!"

"Enemy attack!"

A blue light flew out from the medicine garden on the top of the mountain and landed not far in front of Zhao Feng.

The blue light flickered, revealing the figure of an old man in a green robe with a thin face, looking at the mana fluctuations on his body, he was a monk in the Dan period.

The old man in the green robe looked at the void with a solemn expression and said nothing.

Outside Baiyun Mountain, Wang Changsheng, Mu Wanwan and Zhou Tong were suspended in the void hundreds of zhang high.

Mu Wanwan controlled three red flying knives to attack the clouds and mist that covered Baiyun Mountain, while Zhou Tong sacrificed two black rings, and Wang Changsheng stood with his hands tied, without any intention of making a move.

Mu Wanwan attacked with Zhou Tong for a while, but failed to break the formation.

"Fairy Mu, Senior Brother Zhou, you put away the magic weapon, let me come! I just got a powerful magic weapon in my hand, just to test the power. Wang Changsheng said with a smile.

After speaking, he flipped his palm, and a red mirror appeared in his hand, which was the Huoyang Mirror of the Fire Cloud Dao people.

Hearing this, Zhou Tong and Mu Wanwan did not refuse, and put away their magic weapons.

Wang Changsheng aimed the mirror at Baiyun Mountain, and after injecting mana, the red light flashed, and a red pillar of light the size of a water tank flashed out, heading straight for the white cloud and mist.

The speed of the red pillar of light was extremely fast, and it disappeared into the white cloud with a single flicker.

With a loud "boom", the white cloud broke away, revealing the situation inside.

There is a hundred-acre courtyard on the top of the mountain, and a white light mask covers the entire courtyard, and you can vaguely see people walking around.

An old man in a green robe with a thin face and an old man in a yellow robe with a red face stood outside the courtyard, both of them were in the middle of the Yudan, and their expressions were extremely solemn.

"This place is our Qingdanmen's medicine garden, I don't know what the three Daoists are doing here?" the old man in the green robe looked up at Wang Changsheng and the three of them, and said in a deep voice.

Hearing this, Wang Changsheng turned a blind eye, turned his head and said to Mu Wanwan and Zhou Tong beside him: "Fairy Mu, Senior Brother Zhou, let me deal with these people! ”

Mu Wanwan's beautiful eyes turned, and she nodded in agreement.

"Senior Brother Wang, can you do it alone?" Zhou Tong said with some concern.

Wang Changsheng smiled, his lips moved slightly, Zhou Tong thought about it for a while, and nodded in agreement.

Wang Changsheng's voice was not loud, but what he said still reached the ears of the old man in the green robe and the old man in the yellow robe.

The two glanced at each other, nodded, and retreated into the white light curtain.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng snorted lightly, his sleeves flickered, and a red gourd flashed out, rising in the wind.

I saw that after he hit the huge gourd with a magic duel, the red light flashed, and the lid of the gourd was opened, and a large piece of red crystal sand flew out of it.

Wang Changsheng pinched the trick with one hand, and after the red crystal sand dropped, it quickly condensed into a red giant sword thirty or forty zhang long.

"Chop. Wang Changsheng stretched out his hand and pointed lightly at the white light mask, and let out a low shout.

The red greatsword swirled and slashed towards the white mask of light.

Seeing that the red giant sword was about to slash at the white light mask, three cyan short swords, two red long swords, and two yellow short swords flew out of the white light mask one after another.

The seven flying swords quickly gathered together, turned into a three-color giant sword more than ten zhang long, and met it.

The red giant sword and the three-color giant sword collided together, making a "clang" sound of metal colliding, and the two were unable to hold each other.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng's eyes flashed with a flash of surprise, his eyes rolled, his sleeves flickered, and a silver long sword flashed out.

Wang Changsheng stretched out his hand and lightly touched the silver long sword, and the silver light flashed, and the silver long sword turned into a silver dragon more than thirty zhang long.

The silver dragon shook its head and tail, and quickly pounced towards the white light mask.

This time, hundreds of sparkling magic weapons flew out of the white light curtain and headed towards the silver dragon.

Seeing this, Wang Changsheng snorted lightly, and with a pinch of one hand, the silver dragon opened its bloody mouth and spewed out a silver pillar of light the size of a water tank, shooting towards the hundreds of magic weapons that attacked.

With a loud "boom", the silver pillar of light collided with hundreds of magic weapons, and a large area of thunder light erupted.

After the thunder light fell, only dozens of magic weapons were left suspended in the air, and the light was extremely dim.

The silver dragon opened its bloody mouth again, and once again spewed out a thick pillar of silver light.

With a loud "boom", the silver pillar of light hit the white light mask, turning into a large ray of thunder and flooding most of the white light mask.

The next moment, the silver dragon shook its head and tail, and disappeared into the thunder light.

After a moment, the thunder flashed, and the light of the white mask dimmed slightly.

The silver dragon kept hitting the white light mask, and the light of the white light mask gradually dimmed.

"Senior Brother Wang, after all, this is the rear of the Zhao Kingdom, so it is not advisable to delay for too long, and it is a quick decision. Zhou Tong's expression moved, and he opened his mouth to urge.

Mu Wanwan held her chin with one hand, and her beautiful face showed a look of interest.

"Got it. Wang Changsheng nodded.

He aimed the Fire Sun Mirror at the white light mask, and after injecting mana, the red light flashed, and a red light pillar the size of a water tank flashed out, shooting straight towards the white light mask.

The speed of the red beam of light was extremely fast, and after a few flashes, it crashed into the white light mask.

With a loud "boom", the light of the white light mask suddenly dimmed, and it looked like it would collapse at any time.

Wang Changsheng pinched the trick with one hand, and the red giant sword collapsed and scattered, turning into countless red small swords, smashing towards the white light shield overwhelmingly.

There was a "bang" and "bang" sound, and countless small red swords slashed on the white light mask.

The dimly lit white mask shattered in less than a moment.

A miserable scream sounded, and hundreds of low-level immortal cultivators fell in a pool of blood, all with small red swords stuck in their bodies.

As soon as the white light mask shattered, a cyan light, a yellow light, and a red light flew out of the courtyard and flew away in different directions.