With a "bang", a black arrow slammed into a yellow shield, and several small cracks appeared where the arrow hit.

An old man in a yellow robe behind the yellow shield breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

Some of the fast-reacting monks quickly retreated behind them, dodging the attack of the black arrows.

While most people dodged the black arrows, there were some who were hit by them.

With a few "poof" and "poof" sounds, two black arrows passed through the chest of a man in a green shirt, who was holding a cyan ball in his hand and his face was full of disbelief.

The man in the green shirt dimmed his gaze, and his body fell to the ground weakly.

A scream rang out, and three black arrows passed through the body of a woman in a green dress, one of which passed through her head, and the body of the woman in a green dress quickly fell to the ground.

In this wave of sneak attacks, two monks of the Zhao Kingdom fell.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mu Wanwan and others manipulated the magic weapon to kill them, and the three gray-clothed men on the ground stomped on the ground with one foot, turned into three gray lights and rushed up, and sacrificed the magic weapon halfway.

As a result, there were eleven monks in the Zhao State and fourteen monks in the Qi Dynasty, and the two sides fought fiercely, and with the advantage of numbers, the Qi State Yin gained the upper hand.

Seeing this scene, the Yuanying monks of the four sects of the Qi Kingdom showed satisfied expressions on their faces.

But at this moment, seven or eight spiritual lights flew out from the white city wall opposite, and it seemed that Zhao Guo had sent seven or eight monks from the Yudan period.

"It's not good, Zhao Guo has sent people to support, you guys also go up and see if you can find an opportunity to kill Zhao Guo's Yudan period monks. Seeing this, the middle-aged beauty who killed the door frowned, and ordered at the side.

The Yuanying monks of the other three sects also spoke, and a total of seven or eight monks from the Yudan period were sent to greet them, and Wang Changsheng was also among them.

With Wang Changsheng's strength, if the Yuanying monk didn't make a move, he couldn't kill him unless he was besieged by several monks of the same rank.

It didn't take long for Wang Changsheng to stop, his sleeves flickered, and three golden flying knives flashed out and shot towards the Fire Cloud Dao people.

At this time, the Fire Cloud Dao people were controlling a red dragon thirty or forty zhang long to attack two gray-robed men.

The two gray-robed men each sacrificed two black short swords, barely fighting a tie with the red dragon.

Seeing the three golden flying knives slashing at him, the Fire Cloud Daoist frowned, and as soon as he flipped his palm, a red mirror appeared on his hand.

With a flash of red light, a pillar of red light the size of a water tank flashed out, heading towards the three golden flying knives.

The speed of the red pillar of light was extremely fast, and a few flashes collided with three golden throwing knives.

With three loud bangs, the red pillar of light burst open, and the surrounding flames rolled.

After releasing this blow, the face of the Fire Cloud Dao people turned a little pale, and it was obvious that it would take a lot of mana to drive the red mirror.

Wang Changsheng was surprised to find that he had lost contact with the three golden flying knives, which meant that the three golden flying knives had been destroyed.

As Wang Changsheng expected, a moment later, the flames dissipated, and the three golden flying knives were nowhere to be found.

Seeing this scene, a flash of surprise flashed in Wang Changsheng's eyes, and his gaze looking at the red mirror was a little fiery.

The three golden throwing knives are not a complete set of magic weapons, and their power is only average, but the fact that the red mirror can destroy three magic weapons in one blow is enough to show that the red mirror is not an ordinary magic weapon.

Wang Changsheng's lips moved slightly, and a large amount of black mist poured out of his hand, and the black mist quickly covered Wang Changsheng's figure.

If someone scans the black mist with their divine sense, they will only find that there is a late-stage monk hidden in the black mist.

At this time, the Huoyun Dao people sacrificed a red orb and let it levitate above his head, and the red orb released a red light curtain, enveloping him inside.

With a pinch of the Huoyun Dao man with one hand, the red dragon trembled slightly, turned into two smaller red dragons, and pounced towards the two gray-robed men.

The two gray-robed men controlled the magic weapon to attack the red dragon, and the magic weapon smashed on the red dragon, making a "clang" and "clang" metal collision sound.

It didn't take long for the two of them to feel overwhelmed, and the magic weapon smashed on the red dragon, but failed to cause damage to the red dragon, even if they used the magic weapon to cut off the red dragon's head, but the wound healed quickly.

Seeing this, the Huoyun Dao people showed a look of pride in their eyes, it took him hundreds of years to collect a large number of rare materials before refining a bottle of True Flame Divine Sand, the hardness of this True Flame Divine Sand is comparable to ordinary defensive magic weapons, except for a few magic weapons such as ice attribute and thunder attribute, there are few things that can restrain the True Flame Divine Sand.

Just when the Huoyun Dao people were about to control the two red dragons to kill one of them, a ball of blue light suddenly appeared behind him, and after the blue light converged, Wang Changsheng's figure was revealed.

Wang Changsheng's body was glowing with golden light, and he held a black iron rod in both hands.

Wang Changsheng's eyes flashed, and he held a black iron rod and smashed it fiercely towards the Huoyun Dao people.

With a "bang", the black iron rod smashed on the red light curtain, and the light of the red light curtain quickly dimmed.

The next moment, Wang Changsheng's sleeves flicked, and seven black lights flashed out, quickly shooting towards the red light curtain.

With a scream, seven black light pierced through the red light curtain and quickly passed through the heads of the Fire Cloud Dao people.

Huoyun Dao's face was full of incredulity, his gaze dimmed, and his body quickly fell to the ground.

But at this moment, Wang Changsheng's figure flickered, and he grabbed the corpse of the Huoyun Dao man with both hands.

As soon as the Huoyun Dao people died, the two red dragons suddenly scattered, turned into a large piece of red crystal sand, and flew back into the huge gourd on the back of the Huoyun Dao people, and the red beads also fell to the ground quickly.

But at this moment, a red ghost claw flew out of the corpse bag on Wang Changsheng's waist, grabbed the red ball like lightning, and pulled it back into the corpse bag.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Changsheng took off the storage bag on the waist of the Huoyun Dao man and put his body into the storage bag.

At this time, the surrounding Zhao Kingdom Dan period monks also reacted, and the three Yu Dan period monks each sacrificed a magic weapon and shot at Wang Changsheng.

A blue flying knife, a golden ring, and a yellow short sword, three magic weapons shot at Wang Changsheng from different directions.

Before the three magic weapons got close, Wang Changsheng crushed a glittering blue talisman seal, and the whole person turned into a breeze and disappeared.

"Not good, everyone be careful. Seeing this, an old man in a blue robe suddenly thought of something, his face changed, and he hurriedly shouted loudly.

It's a pity that there are tens of thousands of monks fighting together on the ground, and there are more than forty monks in the high air, and all kinds of magic weapons of spiritual light are constantly colliding together, making bursts of explosions.

In this way, the only people who heard the shouts of the blue-robed old man were the five or six monks of the Yudan-stage around the blue-robed old man, and the other monks of the Yudan-stage of Zhao Guo did not hear it.

Thundercloud Sanren was covered with a white light curtain, and he was controlling a silver dragon more than thirty zhang long and a blood-colored giant python more than thirty zhang long to fight together.

Lu Ya frowned and looked at the thundercloud scattered people opposite, and a blood-colored light curtain enveloped him.

The silver dragon is about the same size as the blood-colored python, but the silver dragon is transformed by the machine spirit, and the blood-colored python is just transformed by mana, and it didn't take long for the silver dragon to spew out a thick thunderbolt from its mouth and hit the blood-colored python.

The blood light flashed, and the blood-colored python regained its body and turned into a blood-colored long sword, and the light was a little dim.

Seeing this, Lei Yunsanren's face was overjoyed, and with one hand, the silver dragon shook its head and tail, and pounced towards Lu Ya.

Seeing this, Lu Ya's face changed, and he hurriedly controlled the blood-colored long sword to meet it.

But at this moment, Lu Ya's pupils shrank, and his face was full of shock.

Following his gaze, Wang Changsheng appeared behind the thundercloud scattered people in a package of blue light, holding a black iron rod in his hand.

I saw Wang Changsheng holding the black iron rod with both hands and smashing it fiercely towards the thundercloud scatterers.

With a "bang", the white light curtain on the Lei Yun Sanren couldn't support it for even a moment, so it shattered, and the black iron rod smashed the head of the Lei Yun Sanren.

An extremely terrible scream sounded, and the head of the thunder cloud scattered people was smashed, and the brain was mixed with blood and splashed Wang Changsheng's face.

As soon as the thunderclouds scattered, the silver dragon's body froze, and the silver light flashed, and the silver dragon turned into a silver long sword and quickly fell to the ground.

At this moment, a black light flashed, quickly wrapping around the silver long sword.

The black light was a black rope, one end of the black rope was wrapped around the silver long sword, and the other end was in the hand of a woman in a red dress, and the woman in the red dress was Ye Mingyue.

Ye Mingyue pulled hard, and the silver long sword flew towards her quickly.

Wang Changsheng grabbed the body of Lei Yunsanren with one hand, ripped off the storage bag around his waist, and put the body into the storage bag.

As soon as the thunder clouds were scattered, the faces of the surrounding Zhao Kingdom monks changed greatly, and before they could sacrifice their magic weapons to attack Wang Changsheng, Wang Changsheng crushed a wind shadow talisman, and the whole person turned into a breeze and disappeared.

The next moment, Wang Changsheng appeared in front of Ye Mingyue.

After Ye Mingyue respectfully handed the silver long sword to Wang Changsheng, it turned into a red light and flew back into the body bag.

Wang Changsheng took the silver long sword and threw it into the storage bag casually.

At this moment, Wang Changsheng's ears heard an angry shout: "Bold, you dare to kill the old man's disciple, see if the old man doesn't break your body into ten thousand pieces." ”

As soon as the words fell, a large silver hand the size of several zhang suddenly appeared above Wang Changsheng's head, and quickly grabbed it.

Wang Changsheng's face changed greatly, his sleeves shook upward, and two blue lights flashed out, facing the big silver hand.

"Poof" and "poof" twice, the silver hand grabbed the two blue lights, and the two blue lights were two blue short swords.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Wang Changsheng's right foot lightly touched the void, turning into a black light and shooting backwards, and a few flashes were dozens of zhang away.

At the same time, a white light flew from a distance, and after a few flashes, it appeared in the battlefield, looking at the aura fluctuations of the white light, there was no doubt that it was a Yuan Infant Cultivator.

Wang Changsheng felt a powerful divine sense lock on him, he didn't have time to think about it, his sleeves were raised back, and three black talismans flashed out, turning into three black giant bats the size of seven or eight zhang, and greeted him.

"Get out of the way, old man. A man's angry shout came from the white light, and a silver light flew out of the white light.

With a few "poof" and "poof" sounds, the silver light quickly pierced the bodies of the three black giant bats, and the three black giant bats trembled slightly, turning into three black runes.

The three black talismans spontaneously combusted without wind, and in the blink of an eye, there was no slag left.

After the silver light pierced through the bodies of the three black giant bats, it quickly shot towards Wang Changsheng.

The speed of the silver light was extremely fast, and a few flashes reached a few feet behind Wang Changsheng.

With a "poof", the silver light pierced through Wang Changsheng's body.

Seeing this, the white light suddenly stopped, and the white light converged, revealing a "bang", a black arrow hit a yellow shield, and several small cracks appeared where the arrow hit.

An old man in a yellow robe behind the yellow shield breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this.

Some of the fast-reacting monks quickly retreated behind them, dodging the attack of the black arrows.

While most people dodged the black arrows, there were some who were hit by them.

With a few "poof" and "poof" sounds, two black arrows passed through the chest of a man in a green shirt, who was holding a cyan ball in his hand and his face was full of disbelief.

The man in the green shirt dimmed his gaze, and his body fell to the ground weakly.

A scream rang out, and three black arrows passed through the body of a woman in a green dress, one of which passed through her head, and the body of the woman in a green dress quickly fell to the ground.

In this wave of sneak attacks, two monks of the Zhao Kingdom fell.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Mu Wanwan and others manipulated the magic weapon to kill them, and the three gray-clothed men on the ground stomped on the ground with one foot, turned into three gray lights and rushed up, and sacrificed the magic weapon halfway.

As a result, there were eleven monks in the Zhao State and fourteen monks in the Qi Dynasty, and the two sides fought fiercely, and with the advantage of numbers, the Qi State Yin gained the upper hand.

Seeing this scene, the Yuanying monks of the four sects of the Qi Kingdom showed satisfied expressions on their faces.

But at this moment, seven or eight spiritual lights flew out from the white city wall opposite, and it seemed that Zhao Guo had sent seven or eight monks from the Yudan period.

"It's not good, Zhao Guo has sent people to support, you guys also go up and see if you can find an opportunity to kill Zhao Guo's Yudan period monks. Seeing this, the middle-aged beauty who killed the door frowned, and ordered at the side.

The Yuanying monks of the other three sects also spoke, and a total of seven or eight monks from the Yudan period were sent to greet them, and Wang Changsheng was also among them.

With Wang Changsheng's strength, if the Yuanying monk didn't make a move, he couldn't kill him unless he was besieged by several monks of the same rank.

It didn't take long for Wang Changsheng to stop, his sleeves flickered, and three golden flying knives flashed out and shot towards the Fire Cloud Dao people.

At this time, the Fire Cloud Dao people were controlling a red dragon thirty or forty zhang long to attack two gray-robed men.

The two gray-robed men each sacrificed two black short swords, barely fighting a tie with the red dragon.

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