Even if Tang Mian had taken the Spirit Fruit and had already experienced the supernatural power of this world, the scene he saw today still shocked him.

A huge bowl-shaped translucent light curtain envelops almost the entire Cangmang Mountain Range, separating the inside and outside into different worlds. The supervising immortals in the mining area turned into a path of light, and rose from the ground to the air one after another, waiting for the incoming enemies outside the light curtain.

"Uncle Huang, the disciples have arrived!"

In mid-air, a woman in white with a rather beautiful face stood out of thin air, and in front of her stood an old man with a white beard who was in good spirits, looking at the crumbling light curtain with a serious face, and asked the woman in white:

"Ning Ning, can the news be transmitted back to the sect?"

"It's been transmitted back through the Fapan, but it seems that the sect is also in trouble. ”

When Uncle Huang heard this, his face became even more ugly, and he said resolutely:

"Pass the order, the disciples above the tenth level in the Qi refining period will help me protect the big array, and the rest of the disciples will protect the Dharma for us!"

"Yes!"

As the two of them spoke, the light curtain vibrated and trembled again, and countless fireballs, sword lights, and ice edges slammed into the light curtain, obviously more powerful than the attack just now.

Senior Uncle Huang snorted coldly, and his wrinkled hands hidden in his sleeves quickly pinched the spell, and a strong mana fluctuation spread around. At this time, the beautiful woman named Ning Ning and the disciples behind her also acted quickly, which was the same as Uncle Huang's approach, but the mana fluctuation was much smaller.

"Go!"

Uncle Huang waved his arm, and a huge stream of energy left his body and went straight to the sky, acting on the light curtain, followed by dozens of energy of different sizes rising into the sky, connecting with the light curtain.

"Don't spare your mana!

Senior Uncle Huang's face became extremely pale, and he casually took out a vial, poured out a Huang Cancan's mellow elixir, and quickly took it, and the other disciples did the same.

With the blessing of dozens of energy pillars, the light curtain became more condensed, and the spell attacks flying from all directions exploded on its surface like fireworks, although it could cause the light curtain to tremble, it was not enough to break it.

"Hmph, these four spirit arrays are not bad, but how long can you little fish and shrimp last?!"

A loud sound came from the sky, followed by dozens of pitch-black fusiform magic weapons carrying sonic booms and slamming down on the light curtain.

The originally smooth light curtain was smashed down like a balloon in an instant, dozens of dents, and it looked like it was about to shatter at any time.

"Mixed Ling Zimu Suo?!Is the Master of the Ice and Fire Sect?!"

Uncle Huang was stunned as he looked at the rapidly rotating Spirit Shuttle in the recess of the light curtain, he didn't expect that it was actually the Ice and Fire Sect that attacked Cangmang Mountain, and he didn't expect that Master Chaoling, a senior in the early stage of the Yudan, would come here in person!

At this time, Uncle Huang's heart was like a mirror, he was only in the late stage of foundation building, Ning Ning had just stepped into the foundation building period, and the rest of the people were all disciples in the Qi refining period, and all of these people together were not the enemies of the Master of Chaoling.

"Ning Ning, there are two cultivators in the Ice and Fire Sect, I'm afraid that the sect master has been restrained by another person, and Cangmang Mountain should not be able to hold it. ”

Uncle Huang secretly said to Ning Ning.

"Uncle Shi, what should we do?"

Ning Ning frowned when she heard this.

"As soon as the big formation is broken, let's disperse and break through. ”

Uncle Huang's old voice was bitter, and he glanced at the Cangmang Mountain under his feet, quite reluctant.

Tang Mian stood on the high ground of the No. 14 mining area, with the cold body of Deacon Wang lying on the side, and the panicked slaves and deputy deacons in the open space of the mining area at his feet.

The war of the monk is a disaster for mortals, a most ordinary fireball technique can destroy a house, a sharp sword light can slash a village, although the monk is not yet an immortal, but in the eyes of mortals it is more terrifying than a real immortal!

However, although the slaves were afraid of the horror in front of them, this did not prevent them from discovering that this was really a good opportunity to regain their freedom, and that the slaves were better off than dead, and if they had a chance to escape, they would definitely do something.

Tang Mian's eyesight was far beyond that of ordinary people, and he could see clearly the dozens of depressions on the light curtain, as well as those rapidly rotating shuttle-shaped magic weapons.

"It's about to break. ”

His eyes narrowed slightly, and his face was full of excitement!

After a few breaths, an earth-shattering bang exploded above, followed by dozens of dense shattering sounds, and the entire sky of Cangmang Mountain was filled with bright cracks.

"Bang!"

The light curtain finally couldn't support the dense attack of the Ice and Fire Sect, and it shattered into countless points of light, dissipating between heaven and earth.

At the same time, dozens of figures above turned into various figures and fled in different directions, including Senior Uncle Huang and Ning Ning.

"Hmph, old man Huang, where are you going!?"

A cold snort echoed in Cangmang Mountain, and dozens of spirit shuttles flew back upside down, chasing after the retreat that Uncle Huang had turned into.

At this time, dozens of other figures appeared in the night sky, also chasing in different directions, and it seemed that they had no intention of letting go of the people of the Four Spirit Sect.

At the same time as the light curtain disappeared, Tang Mian stood on the high ground and let out a long roar, lifted Deacon Wang's corpse, and with a wave of his arm, threw it at the people in the clearing of the mining area.

The slaves such as No. 8 were startled by the corpse falling from the sky, and when they looked up, they saw Tang Mian standing on the high ground waving his hand.

The body of Deacon Wang fell heavily to the ground, and the slaves looked fixedly:

"The overseer deacon is dead!"

Everyone looked at each other, each looking for something in each other's eyes, and many of them had already begun to look at the stunned deacons with malicious intent.

Tang Mian laughed, jumped in front of everyone's eyes, stepped on the treetops like a spirit monkey, and then jumped a few times again, and easily climbed over the high wall of the No. 14 mining area and walked away!

"Seven ran away!"

"Let's run!"

The shouts erupted from among the slaves all day, and instead of paying attention to the deputy deacon next to them, they rushed to the gate of Mine 14 in unison, and freedom was at hand!

This is probably the case in other mining areas, where will the slaves miss such an opportunity, and if they don't run at this time, they are afraid that they will become slaves again.

The movements of the slave army were immense, and how could the remaining Ice and Fire Sect monks who remained here not be able to see it.

"If the slaves run away too much, it will be difficult to find them when the time comes. ”

"Well, killing a few should be good. ”