Ingen?

Among the three major sects of the empire, the most mysterious and weird organization?

Zheng Zheng was stunned in his heart, but he really didn't expect to meet the monks of the Ying Hall on Jianying Mountain. On the surface, Lingyun Sect and Yingdian are in harmony, but in private, everyone understands that this time, Yangming Sect and Taiyin Mountain can start a war with Lingyun Peak with such fanfare, if it weren't for Yingdian's strong support behind them, giving them a hundred bear-hearted leopard guts, they would not dare to be enemies of Lingyun Sect.

It's just that I heard that Yingdian's sphere of influence is in the southern part of the empire, why did it suddenly appear here in Sword Eagle Mountain?

Is there any conspiracy that doesn't work?

Zheng Zheng suddenly remembered the sky-high aura just now, as well as what the other two monks said, his heart sank, and he had a bad premonition: "Your Ying Hall is not active in the area of Yingli City, why did you come to Jianying Mountain? Or do you have some ulterior motives?"

The two black-robed monks stiffened, and one of them said with a cruel smile: "A fourth-layer monk who has built a foundation is just a monk who dares to point fingers here, I wanted to let you go, but it seems that you can't go." ”

"Boy, come here. ”

The two monks took out their weapons at about the same time.

A fishing net, a heart nail.

The fishing net was sacrificed into the air, and immediately turned into a big net, and it covered Zheng Zheng in the air. This black net is obviously also a vicious magic weapon, which is full of filth, extremely heavy yin qi, ghosts screaming, and black shadows can be seen running rampant in it from time to time.

Zheng Zheng's eyes almost wanted to breathe fire.

Back then, I also had a fishing net magic weapon in my hand, which was polished with thousand-year-old silk, but it was definitely not as evil as this net, and hundreds of souls were imprisoned in it.

Zheng Zheng's mana surged, and his figure immediately retreated, and the fishing net was like having eyes, and it rose in the wind, covering the sky all over the world.

At this moment, a barely detectable mana rippled in the void, and then disappeared again. When it appeared, a little light blue light, with a trajectory that could not be captured by the naked eye, had already appeared in front of Zheng Zheng only a few hundred meters away. It's so fast that people can't help but be excited.

Nail in your heart.

It is said that to refine this magic weapon, it must be forged with an innate magnetic qi mixed with blue blood crystal sand. Each furnace can be tempered, its length can be compressed, and when it is reduced to seven inches and five minutes, it will merge into the demon soul that is known for its speed, and plant 64,000 forbidden magic circles. Forming a heart nail, thousands of miles to wear life, thousands of miles to chase the enemy. Don't touch any part of the body, focus on the heart, and the end is a good baby that crushes the body.

Zheng Zheng Zhenyuan drummed, Nanming burned through the fire, and with a bang, the flames were immediately monstrous, burning the fishing net.

In the scorching fire of Nanming, all the yin and soul filth were cleared, and the silver light of the fish net lit up, and there were countless beasts roaring and hissing in the sky, and then they actually wrapped the fire with silver light, and the aftermath was unabated.

Not good.

This net is by no means an ordinary magic weapon, it must be made of the muscles and bones of alien beasts. And this mesh crisscrosses countless strips, how many demon beast veins have to be used. Zheng Zheng made a decision immediately, and the lotus silk stepped on the clouds, and in the black dragon floating world, he immediately humped him and disappeared in place in an instant, which was able to avoid the fate of being snared.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the blue light was like a maggot attached to the bone, trailing behind.

No way.

Zheng Zheng was taken aback, and immediately shot out a bead of Earth Yao Divine Bead, instantly laying a heavy defense in front of him.

"Dang" made a crisp sound, and the earth shield illusioned by the divine bead was immediately pierced through the heart, and then the ice disintegrated, slipped in the air from the new into a bead, and returned to Zheng Zheng's hands.

And the momentum of the rapid pursuit of the heart nail finally stopped.

Zheng Zheng immediately took out the sword of love and kept sweeping, and then he hit the nail back with difficulty.

It was only then that he breathed a sigh of relief, and secretly screamed in his heart that it was dangerous.

These two monks are one line higher in strength than themselves, and it is estimated that they have about five or six layers of foundation, although there is a gap, but it is not impossible to make up for it. But the magic weapon in the other party's hand is extremely powerful. In his own encounter, except for the heavy water in the hands of Xuanyin Ancestor, it was these two guys who suffered the most.

Don't be careless.

Zheng Zheng had a deep understanding, and without hesitation, he turned the black dragon and immediately descended to the ground.

The two monks did not succeed in one blow, a trace of surprise flashed in their eyes, and when they saw Zheng Zheng fleeing all the way down, they couldn't help but snort coldly: "Where to run." ”

Zheng Zheng landed on the top of a mountain, surrounded by strange rocks and strange peaks. Seeing the two black-robed monks chasing after him, he couldn't help but sneer at the corner of his mouth, and without hesitation, he summoned two demon beasts from the pagoda space: the human-faced spider and the gray-white arrow frog.

The monks of the Immortal Temple had just descended the mountain peak with full ambition, and before they could make a move, they were greeted by a series of dense bubble poison arrows and overwhelming spider silk webs.

And Zheng Zheng hid behind the demon beast, and continued to pinch the magic trick one after another, the surging true yuan began to mobilize, and the sword of love was hanging above his head, and soon split into nine identical swords, and then the brush fell to the ground, with him as the center, forming a sword-shaped circle.

"Ling Tian Flying Sword, up. With the last mantra handprint, Zheng Zheng shouted, nine white lights rushed into the sky, straight into the sky, and finally gathered together, and then the sky appeared dense silver bright spots, and then there were flying swords like raindrops, carrying the sound of wind whimpering and thunder blasting, and began to rush towards the two of them in the Ying Hall one after another.

"Be careful. ”

"Wind Thunder Meteor Sword Style, this kid is a member of the Lingyun Sect. ”

The two monks were anxious and angry, one of them came down with a net, and he blocked most of the attacks, and the other sacrificed his Xuanyin shield to block a series of attacks.

It's just that the flying sword seems to be endless, like a raging storm, and it keeps pouring down. Coupled with the assistance of the two demon beasts in the foundation building, they were suppressed for a while and had no power to fight back.

Zheng Zheng sighed slightly in his heart, this Wind Thunder Meteor Sword Style was one of the three great skills of Ling Tianfei's sword and sword, and he also learned a little bit when he occasionally listened to the explanation in the sect's dojo. The secret of the core of the real flying sword can't be touched by himself at all. Moreover, it is said that it is necessary to use nine high-grade magic swords to lay down the nine sword true tricks, once activated, as long as the true yuan is not dried up and the mana is not exhausted, it will continue to create wind and thunder flying swords, and finally destroy the enemy.

Because the sword technique soars into the sky and goes straight into the sky, every flying sword is attached to a trace of the Nine Heavens Thunder Gang wind, coupled with gravity, heavy objects fall, breaking demons and removing armor, and it is even easier to get into the palm of your hand.

The monks of the Ying Temple struggled to resist, and they couldn't fight back for a while, and in a hurry, one of them suddenly opened his mouth and roared into the sky, and his voice spread straight to the four corners of the mountains and fields.

Zheng Zheng seemed to think of something, his face couldn't help but change, the fight just now, coupled with the fact that he had triggered the Wind Thunder Meteor Sword, was afraid that he had already attracted the attention of the other party's accomplices, and if it dragged on any longer, I was afraid that he would fall into the encirclement.

Thinking of this, he smiled fiercely on his face, and his divine thoughts swept through the space of the pagoda, and a foot-long red light immediately wrapped around his arm.