The giant claws did not stop, and the ancient bell fell sharply.

The two majestic energies collided, and the next moment, the ancient bell burst into light, infinite energy exploded, and the dragon's claws grabbed fiercely in the brilliance, constantly moving forward, wanting to hit the ancient bell.

The expression of the Yunhe Sect monk changed, he didn't expect this dragon's claw to be so powerful, and he almost grabbed the brilliance between his claws. The Yunhe Sect's cultivator's method changed, and Gu Zhong's body suddenly doubled.

Even if the ancient bell is doubled, it is extremely large, and when the volume becomes smaller, the shape of the ancient bell is clearer, and it already looks like a real giant bell at this time.

The white brilliance on the body of the bell is like substance. The ancient clock rotated at high speed, driving infinite space fragments, and pitch-black gaps in the sky kept flashing.

The green dragon's giant claw was instantly in this violent energy, gradually blurring, and was shattered by the ancient bell.

"It's a trick!"

Fu Yu nodded, the characteristics of this Yunhezong's battle formation are solid, majestic, and powerful, suppressing everything. Unexpectedly, falling into the hands of Jiang Tian, the monks became ruthless and murderous. It has long been contrary to the rhyme battle array.

"Duh!

Fu Yu's loud voice echoed in the Black Mountain Canyon, and the next moment, the figure of the monk of the Thorn Ling Regiment changed, and between the staggered figures, the giant tail of the green dragon in the air swung, and a blue light crossed the sky, passed through the void, and smashed towards the giant bell.

Countless rays of light flew out of the giant bell, and in the flash of light, a humanoid phantom appeared, only to see him slowly stretch out his hands, cross them in front of his chest, and then slam forward, and a cross light flew out, facing the giant tail of the green dragon.

The two huge energies slammed together, erupting with an earth-shattering roar, and there was no winner for a while, and finally dissipated at the same time. After the figure of the energy convergence dissipated, the Dao Yun brilliance on the giant bell seemed to dim a little.

The green dragon is no longer as fierce as it used to be.

It's evenly matched!

"This!?"

Cui Mingkai's heart tightened, and his eyes exuded a look of disbelief, you must know that the number of people on his side is more than forty people, and there are nine monks in the middle of the Mahayana period. The vast majority of the people on the opposite side are monks who have just broken through the Mahayana for a short time, and the gap is not ordinarily large.

"This battle formation is terrifying! The other party can fight against him just by relying on the battle array, and if he cooperates with that big array, Yunhe Zong will be in danger. ”

This thought rose in Cui Mingkai's heart, which made him even more dignified, he finally had the opportunity to control Yunhezong, could it be that he was going to all fall here?

Cui Mingkai's heart was trembling, but Fu Yu and the monks of the Thorn Feather Regiment were very excited. As a group of loose cultivators who have never had a foundation, when the opponent's strength is almost doubled, with just a few months of training, they can be on a par with the monks of the Yunhe Sect in a head-on confrontation, and the excitement and excitement in the hearts of the monks of the Thorn Ling Troupe can be imagined.

They can also fight with the sect monks openly and uprightly!

This is a complete break of the practice of Nanfu County Xiuzhen, on weekdays, a few of them sneak attack a lone sect monk feel extremely difficult, this time they can fight against the powerful Yunhe Sect with less battles.

Even if Yunhezong is not a number in Flying Fish Prefecture at all, he is also a tyrant in Nanfu County.

"Retreat into the formation, the big formation will be reduced to zero, a group of nine, choose the opportunity to kill the enemy!"

Just as the monks of the Thorn Ling Regiment were about to roll up the big array again to fight against the Yunhe Sect, Fu Yu's order was passed down. In the next moment, the figure of the Thorn Feather Regiment's monk flickered and disappeared into the large array.

"Oops!"

Cui Mingkai's expression changed again, and before his words fell, he moved the surrounding fog, and countless illusory scenes occurred one after another. The Yunhe Sect monk immediately fell into the great array and lost contact with his companions.

The monks of the Yunhe Sect were originally in a situation of arranging the battle array, and there was a certain distance between them. An infinite mist rose, and this time, they completely disappeared in front of their companions' eyes. And when they used their consciousness, they found that there were many obstacles, and there was no connection.

It seems that at the same time, the monks of the Yunhe Sect fell into a no-man's land, and all of them were left alone.

And in that big array, the monks of the Thorn Ling Regiment formed a small battle formation in a group of nine, and they had already quietly covered up.

"Don't act rashly, defend with all your might!

Cui Mingkai shouted loudly, in such an illusion, you must be calm, find a way to converge, and work together to fight a bloody way.

Cui Mingkai thought that his voice would make everyone converge towards him, but he didn't know that after this voice came out, it actually changed direction in the big array, and it had already become a different direction to the monks of the Yunhe Sect.

Suddenly, the figures of the Yunhe Sect monks moved one after another, sweeping in the direction of the sound they felt, and if there was no cover from the large array, they would have found that they were actually scattered in different directions.

This time, the crowd was even more dispersed, and the monks of the Thorn Ling Regiment had long been eager to try, laying a net, and the monks of the Yunhe Sect had no idea about it, and they had already fallen into it.

Rumble!

The sounds of battle came and went, accompanied by the shouts and exclamations of the monks, and in a moment, there were terrible screams.

Even if the monks of the Yunhe Sect are strong, they are already alone in the face of the Thorn Ling Regiment that formed the battle array, and how can they withstand the siege and killing of the Thorn Ling Regiment at this time.

A scream echoed through the Black Mountain Gorge.

However, the monk who was trapped in the big array was unaware, and he was already wandering around the big array in a hurry.

Not much time passed, Cui Mingkai suddenly felt that his eyes lit up, the annoying fog slowly dissipated, his heart was slightly relieved, and he was about to call out the monks of the Yunhe Sect, and his face suddenly changed drastically.

After the fog cleared, one figure after another appeared, but there was not a single monk from the Yunhe Sect. At this time, Cui Mingkai was already alone, and the monks of the Thorn Feather Regiment moved slowly, and a breeze swept through Cui Mingkai's forehead.

Suddenly, Cui Mingkai's heart was cold: "Is it difficult?"

He couldn't believe that Yun Hezong was the only one left in such a short period of time.

"Where did you get my fellow men?"

A trace of panic flashed in Cui Mingkai's eyes, and he clearly felt an extremely dangerous aura rise up as the Thorn Feather Clan Cultivator moved.

"Are they about to launch that terrible battle formation?"

If Cui Mingkai had the monk at hand still there, he would not be afraid of the battle formation of the Thorn Ling Regiment, if he didn't rely on the big formation and continue to fight, the victory would definitely belong to him, but the Thorn Ling Regiment didn't give him this opportunity at all, but after a round, he immediately gave up the frontal fight, and used the big array arranged before to defeat the enemy.

Just when Cui Mingkai was panicking, the Nine Xun Devouring Immortal Array was launched, Fu Yu didn't talk nonsense with Cui Mingkai, he didn't even come out, and directly commanded the big array to crush Cui Mingkai.

"Clean up the battlefield and set off immediately. ”

Fu Yu's voice came out, and a moment later, Fu Yu took the monks of the Thorn Ling Regiment towards the Guanlan Sect. And behind his team, there were more than forty dejected Yunhe Sect monks, these monks felt invincible, took the initiative to surrender, and were imprinted by Fu Yu's soul. I had to follow behind the Thorn Feathers.

Just as the Thorn Ling Regiment and the Han Sect were fighting, there was also a violent conflict within the Guanlan Sect.

It turned out that after the priest Meng Dong came out of the Guanlan Order to kill Jiang Tian, he also suffered a huge backlash, and his cultivation was lost, and he ran out of oil and dried up not long after returning to the main hall of the sect, and he was on the verge of dying.

In the main hall, the high-level officials of the Guanlan Sect gathered together.

"Elders, I can't do it anymore, now I announce that Meng Lan will be the sect master of the Guanlan Sect. Please do your best to help develop and grow the Guanlan Sect. Alas, I also know that this is not easy, the Guanlan Sect fell into this field in my hands, and I am ashamed of my ancestors. ”

Meng Dongsi's face was gloomy, and his cultivation disappeared in an instant, which was simply a disaster for a powerful monk. Once the cultivation is lost, it can no longer resist the loss of time, and soon the whole person looks gray, with deep wrinkles under the dry face, and the skin has completely lost its luster. He looks like an old man on the verge of death.

As soon as Meng Dongsi's words came out, the hall fell silent, and for a long time, an angry voice roared: "I, Xia Heba, don't agree! Why should Meng Lan be the sect master, and how can she take on the revival of the Guanlan Sect with her little cultivation!"

"Xia Heba, the position of the sect master has always been passed down by the ancestor of Meng, and it has been held by the surname Meng since ancient times, how can you be like the Great Elder, is it possible that you also want to be the sect master?"

Immediately, an old man shouted, this old man was a strong supporter of Meng Dongsi, named Peng Qida. It is a representative of the side that supports Mondons. For his own interests, of course, he hoped that Meng Lan would be the sect master.

As soon as Peng Zida drank it, there were immediately people supporting him. They all drank Xia Heba.

However, there were still many people in the main hall who did not make a sound, but looked at Peng Qida and the others angrily, and one of them stood directly beside Xia Heba and said, "Meng Lan is a weak woman, how can she be qualified for the position of sect master, I recommend Elder Xia as the sect master." Elder Xia is highly respected and has a profound cultivation, and he can completely lead us to keep the inheritance of the Guanlan Sect. ”

As soon as he fell, more than 20 people also clamored to oppose Meng Lan and recommend Xia Heba.

"You guys, my Meng Dongsi is not dead, you actually treat my Meng family like this, your conscience has been eaten by dogs?"

Meng Dongsi stood up with a slight tremor and pointed at Xia Heba and the others. Su was angry, and his eyes flashed with great anger, but at this time, he was almost dying, and before he could say anything, he fell to the sky with a wow, and he was out of breath.

"Daddy!"

Meng Lan let out a sad cry, hugged Meng Dongsi's body, and cried bitterly.

"It's really a group of unsympathetic people, I think how good Sect Master Meng treated you at the beginning, but at this time, you are angry to death, you are still embarrassed to stand here and fight for power. Peng Zida scolded angrily.

Meng Dongsi's sudden death made the atmosphere in the hall a little strange, and there was no tense atmosphere just now. Xia Heba and the others looked at them indifferently and didn't speak for a while.

"Alas, child, you first send the body of Sect Master Meng to the sect worship hall, let people tidy it up, and let the sect disciples mourn later. ”

Looking at Meng Lan's sad appearance, Peng Qida sighed and motioned to the people around him to help Meng Lan Zhang Luo.

"Thank you, Elder Peng!"