Ji Yaolang's palm waved out vigorously, but it was like a spring breeze and rain, and even the air was moist and warm.

The rain is like a tangible, forming two sparkling bands of light, three times and five times will entangle the two giant trees, and suddenly exert force, but it is not the water belt that turns into smoke and rain, but the fire tree is strangled by the water-like light belt, and becomes a few knots!

Originally, it was already Li Yi's limit to urge this fire tree and silver flower, but he didn't expect to be broken by the other party before he could survive a few breaths, and Li Yi shriveled on the stone pillar again.

A mist of light dissipated, and Ji Yaolang saw that the old god Xing Tianye was sitting on the stone pillar on the ground and closed his eyes to breathe, and a group of weak monks around him were still in a posture of protecting the Dharma for him, and he was so angry!

He wanted to have a good time with Hoshiamano, but it wasn't in this situation.

If it was based on his temperament, he would rather wait for Xingtianye to compete at the peak of his state, but the big competition of the sect is about the Enlightenment World Monument - once he wins, everyone knows what it means!

"Xing Tianye, you don't really want to die here, don't think that my Xuantian Sect doesn't dare to kill people!"

At the moment, there are only three people left in Xuantian Sect, and even if they give each other a chance to breathe, it will increase the difficulty of Xuantian Sect winning tenfold. Therefore, Ji Yaolang's deep and sharp eyes also burst out with murderous intent, and as soon as he closed his hands, the sky above suddenly dimmed, and when he opened it again, several balls of light suddenly appeared in mid-air like tomorrow, shooting out countless dazzling white lights!

Yaolang Divine Light!

It is like countless blades and blades that are concentrated with light, extending their length between heaven and earth, and finally becoming an overwhelming network of scorching light, and every ray of light on the net is not only dazzling to the point that people can't look at it directly, but also really like the sharpest and sharpest weapon.

The light shone on the stone pillar, and suddenly there was a puff of light smoke, and countless burnt marks were carved on the side of the stone pillar.

And what was fighting against these rays was a layer of pale golden protective magic cover spread out by Jin Zixing once again burning the star veins of the Inner Universe Realm.

However, the power of these pillars of light is extremely domineering and violent, even stone pillars can leave scorching marks, not to mention the protection method of the golden and white veins!

In the intertwining sound of the sizzling golden light and the white light, it was faintly seen that this pale golden protective shield was getting thinner and thinner under the sweeping light of Yaolang's divine light.

When the shield is broken, where can the monk's flesh and blood be able to bear it, I am afraid that it will immediately be pierced by this light in more than a dozen holes, and then become a big roasted living person!

Although Ji Yaolang's eyes showed unbearable expression, she didn't stop.

Xing Tianye's hands gathered again, as long as it was a while, he and Jing Liunian would also strike together again.

Yaolang's divine light is not indestructible, Ji Yaolang borrows the power of the sun, they want the dark clouds to cover the sun, and reproduce the Kunlun wind, snow and ice in this passage!

Even if Jin Zixing's shield was breached, Xing Tianye believed that another monk would come up again.

At this moment, Ji Yaolang's expression changed drastically.

I don't know when, a gray phantom actually came to the ground three feet in front of him!

It was an elongated spirit sword.

Quietly, but terrifying!

I also knew that it was the murderous aura of the sword intent that had been constricted to the extreme—even to the point of "nothingness", so that he could approach him under the cover of the Yaolang divine light intertwined by his own light network, but let him not notice it!

Ji Yaolang slammed and then flipped!

The sword intent in the spirit sword also suddenly moved.

Bang Bang Bang!

is like the light sound of firecrackers, but where does Ji Yaolang really dare to treat the sword intent in this spirit sword as just a cannonball?

He climbed backwards over four stone pillars in a row, and the spirit sword's pursuit stopped, and defense has never been Ji Yaolang's choice, just the moment he flipped back, Yaolang's divine light had already struck at the place where the sword came from!

At this time, the spirit sword also flew back in an instant, directly facing the dazzling light of the sky!

Being in the game, the three people of the Xuantian Sect suddenly felt that there was a wave of divine consciousness in the Kunlun Yuan Sect again!

Inspiring, rejoicing, jubilant, excited.

Zhong Zan and Yan Dongshu had failed to attack Zongyu for a long time, and at this time, the other party was like eating the Ten Perfect Tonic Pills collectively, how could there be no fluctuations in their minds?

Ji Yaolang's mind turned sharply, and he suddenly said, "Luo Yun?"

At this moment, Zong Yu's handsome face like ice and snow also showed some signs of enlightenment, and he laughed softly: "I thought you were dead." ”

Luo Yunzheng stood in front of the other eleven people of Kunlun Yuanzong with his sword, and also smiled: "Thank you." ”

Although he didn't say much, Zong Yu could feel the meaning beyond this sentence.

The black-clothed sword cultivator that Luo Yun had mentioned in his mouth must no longer be a threat in the Cangyuan.

He also fulfilled his promise to Luo Yun, at least until the matter of the black-clothed sword cultivation did not come to an end, he would not leave Cangyuan.

Now that Luo Yun has returned, it means that his promise has been fulfilled.

Zong Yu's face became cold and even a little impatient again, and said, "Since you are not dead, I will not help you, now I can leave." Without hesitation, he pinched the talisman.

......

......

Zong Yu, who came out of the Cangyuan, had never mentioned a little bit of black-clothed sword cultivation and the two sword cultivators killed by him to Huangfu Kui.

This is not necessary, and he thinks that if he wants to mention it, it is better for Kunlun Yuanzong to do it.

He didn't care at all about the outcome of the duel between Xuantian Sect and Kunlun Yuan Sect.

He soon entered the realm of forgetting things and me, and in the sea of knowledge, the sword was like clear water, like blue blood, and the new sword intent was like the spring grass of the wasteland, which immersed him in it.

The Venerable Master Tianqiao kept his eyebrows tight, he looked up at the hairpin Xinglu that appeared earlier than he imagined, and said, "Venerable Xuanmang, in the middle of the wilderness...... Dead people. ”

According to his calculations, at least eight more monks would have to come out before their names began to appear on the hairpins.

Because the Floating City was his magic weapon, the monks who came in and out during this period had already measured it in his heart, but Xuan Mang had been paying attention to the light cluster in Cangyuan and had not paid attention to it.

Hearing the words of the Venerable Master Tianqiao, Xuan Mang said in a deep voice: "How many?"

"Seven. "I shouldn't be wrong." ”

Xuan Mang's face also became solemn.

Seven, that's just too many.

More than they've ever experienced before.

"Although there is no way to fight in the wilderness, but ......" Master Tianqiao hesitated slightly, "I'm afraid that some sects will have some explanations." ”

In fact, what he didn't say was that this time was different from the past, until now, no one from Kunlun Yuanzong had come out.

In other words, it is very likely that someone from Kunlun Yuanzong also died inside.

But if he doesn't die, what's even more troublesome is that there will be a sect that will count this account on the head of Kunlun Yuanzong.

"The rules are like this, life and death have a fate. Xuan Mang raised his eyebrows and said, "Life and death in the wilderness, no one can put a beak. ”