The battle between a team of Wind Patrol Division and a team of cultists is just a small microcosm of this chaotic battle in Xicheng District.

The same battles are being fought everywhere.

Bang!

A worshipper of the Bo family had a gloomy face, holding a two-ritual disc ritual vessel in his hand, and the pointer on it was spinning rapidly, circle after circle, as if there was no stop.

With the rotation of the pointer, Dao rays of light of different colors flew out of the magic weapon and shot towards the surrounding cultists.

These beams of light of different colors are extremely powerful, ordinary third-order cultivators, they will die when touched, even those martial artists who have specialized in cultivating horizontal exercises, under these beams, they are as fragile as paper paste.

The name of the Bo family's worship is Jian Tian, and he is a fourth-order Qi refiner in the initial realm, and with his cultivation, a large part of the reason why he can become the worship of the Bo family is actually because of this magic instrument instrument in his hand.

This Divine Light Two Ritual Disc is a fourth-order top-grade magic weapon, which was obtained by Jian Tian's adventures in his early years, with this fourth-order high-grade magic weapon, even if he is a fourth-order mid-realm qi refiner, he may not be his opponent.

This time, as one of the four great families in Qingzhou, it is naturally impossible for the Bo family not to contribute.

Not only did Bo Xiao, the younger brother of the head of the Bo family, personally join the battlefield on behalf of the Bo family, but he also brought nearly half of the worshippers and guards in the mansion in.

Although Jian Tian usually wants to eat and drink in the mansion, he will live it, but this time the head of the family personally picks people, and he is also on the list, so he can't refuse at all.

So Jian Tian's mood is actually very bad, this big chaotic battle, Jian Tian has never seen it, as a cultivator who grew up in Jingzhou, he is also the first time to really see the madness of these wealthy families in Qingzhou.

Obviously, he knew the plans of the cultists in advance, but the plan was to directly carve out an entire city area and kill them happily?

Jian Tian thought that he had lived to this age, because he was a little clever, so he was only a fourth-order primary-realm qi refiner cultivator, and he quietly fought and walked at the beginning, and transferred to this place where most of the people were low-level cultists.

With this fourth-order high-grade Divine Light Two-Ritual Plate in his hand, Jian Tian was simply invincible on this street, and the cultists of all parties, whose average strength was around the third-order middle realm, were not his opponents at all.

Originally, the family guards and cultists in this area were inseparable, but because of the appearance of Jian Tian, the balance of victory tilted instantly.

Several disciples of the Heavenly Remnant Sect of the Third Order Upper Realm glanced at each other, and they suddenly started to harm themselves, one of them broke an arm, and the two of them poked into their eyes, and then chanted some kind of incantation in their mouths as if they were crazy, and drew a spell at Jian Tian with their blood-stained palms.

Burst!

Under the desperate evil magic of several Heavenly Remnant Sect disciples, Jian Tian, who was a little lax, suddenly turned black in his eyes, and a mouthful of blood spurted out on the spot, and at the same time, his divine sense was also greatly damaged, obviously his eyes and the next door were not harmed, but in his consciousness, there was really a painful feeling of blindness and broken arms.

"Ahhhhh

Jian Tian let out a painful roar, and with a pinch of his fingers, the two instruments of divine light suddenly shone brightly, and one after another light shot up into the sky, shooting out towards the surrounding cultists.

Suddenly, Jian Tian, who was killing in all directions, only felt a chill on his back, and a sword light flashed through in an instant.

The fourth-order low-grade talisman paper on his body that he relied on to save his life was actually split by the opponent's sword, turning into gray waste paper and scattering.

Jian Tian was shocked in his heart, jumped a few steps forward and turned his head, only to see a young man in white Shengxue, his face like a crown of jade, he was standing on top of the eaves, the long sword in his hand was dripping with blood and gradually shrank, as if it was absorbed by the long sword.

"Ouyang Qing! ”

Jian Tian exclaimed in surprise, hurriedly reached out and touched his back, and then before his hand touched his back, he suddenly noticed that something seemed to be biting his internal organs, and his skin and flesh began to shrink at a speed visible to the naked eye, he fell to his knees with a scream, and struggled and rolled on the ground with his head in his hands.

However, all cultivators have a tenacious temperament beyond ordinary people, and it is common for them to get injured while cultivating, and generally speaking, even if they are injured, they will not let out such a scream, and this kind of pain is obviously not something that ordinary people can endure.

Soon, Jian Tian, who had already cultivated to the fourth-order initial realm, struggled to this point because of a small wound on his back due to carelessness, and he didn't move anymore, his body actually turned into a ball of skin and bones, and there was no trace of life.

A woman with a beautiful face appeared beside Ouyang Qing, and this woman from the Blue Lotus Sect was also shocked in her heart, and said, "Brother Ouyang's spell sword technique is really extraordinary. ”

Ouyang Qing smiled and said slowly: "It's just that the family teacher gave me a good sword, it's nothing." ”

Then his body leaned to the side, almost sticking to the body of the Blue Lotus Sect girl, and said in a low voice: "In addition to the spell swordsmanship, in fact, I have a more powerful sword on my body, do you want to find a place to try it?"

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Bang!

An earth-shattering loud bang was heard in the distance, and a golden light in the shape of a dragon and tiger rose into the sky and then dissipated.

This is a street near the north of Xicheng District, an old man stands in the middle of the street alone facing four fierce cultists, behind him, more than ten meters of the protector of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, is protecting the eldest lady of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, Yun Ge.

"These old immortals of Pingling County actually dare to bring our Dragon and Tiger Sect in, day ***! You all protect Miss for me, don't let Miss be frightened!"

The old man of the Dragon and Tiger Sect, who had just delivered a huge blow, first scolded the family of Pingling County, and then ordered the Dragon and Tiger Sect Protector behind him to protect Yun Ge.

This elder of the Dragon and Tiger Sect ranked among the top few in terms of combat power, and the skin around his body was suddenly faintly covered with a layer of brass-like metallic luster, with a little silver light condensed in the center of his chest as the core, surrounded by two kinds of light, silver and yellow, and the two combined, forming a four or five meters tall flame phantom like a tiger and a god around the old man's body.

The Tiger God exerted his strength, making him rush into the enemy group like a burning cannonball, and the huge flame old man who was burning violently at high temperature set off a terrifying momentum.

Every inch of muscle and every wisp of strength around the old man of the Dragon and Tiger Sect controlled and condensed the incredible fiery Dragon and Tiger Sect True Yuan, which made him invincible among a group of cultists in the upper realm of the fifth order, as if he had entered a realm of no one.

Facing a sneak attack by a sixth-order mid-realm cultist who had been lurking for a long time, the old man of the Dragon and Tiger Sect closed his eyes and suddenly opened his eyes again, and his pupils actually shot out a few inches of substantial golden light.

"Eight Extremes Tiger Demon Suppression!"

The body of the old man of the Dragon and Tiger Sect suddenly brightened generously, and layers of dragon and tiger patterns appeared on his side, like a golden bell to protect his body, and the huge anti-shock force shook the sneak attack cultists to vomit blood and returned.

The old man flew up, and then smashed to the ground like a meteor falling from the sun, and in the center where all kinds of true elements and light were mixed, a golden pillar-like light rod swirled like a hurricane at 360 degrees.

"Dragon and Tiger Bright Stick, Forty-six Secret Style!"

Driven by the powerful Dragon and Tiger Sect True Yuan, the stick turned into a huge death stone mill in the hands of the old man of the Dragon and Tiger Sect in an instant, and it spun and rotated rapidly, strangling all the cultists nearby.

He slammed the golden club into the ground, and the cracks spread like spider webs.

The old man of the Dragon and Tiger Sect had strong muscles, and he showed a cruel smile to the remaining cultists: "Come! Let Grandpa move his muscles and bones well!"