Penglai Immortal Mountain, as the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Locking Array in the Blood Demon Great Array was instantly shattered by the power of star fission, except for the left side where Zhang Yang was located, the other three sides were instantly quiet.

At this moment, both the demon clan and the disciples of the Holy Land stood quietly in place, and the horror in their hearts could no longer be expressed in words. If it weren't for the fact that the great array had indeed disappeared, everyone would have even thought that it might just be an illusion.

"It's over!"

If everyone was still immersed in the dazzling dark green storm, the Nansheng Earthquake, which had been guarding the front of the main peak of Penglai, had already recovered from the shock just now.

The Great Array of Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Locks was broken, and the last barrier that the disciples of the Holy Land could rely on disappeared. Within the Blood Demon Array, it was definitely a bloody massacre that could be predicted.

"Xuangong Peak disciple obeys the order! immediately retreat to the Qiankun Hall with a group of people!"

Although Nan Shengzhen has always been strict, the disciples of the Holy Land have no courage to disobey. But at this time, seeing that he wanted to face the countless demons outside the formation alone, all the disciples immediately tightened their teeth, and would rather die than guard in front of Nan Shengzhen.

"You guys!"

Seeing the movements of the disciples behind him, Nan Shengzhen shook his head slightly. In fact, he knew very well that in the current situation, as long as the blood demon array on the outside did not break, the destruction of the disciples on the main peak would only be a matter of time.

"Since that's the case!" Nan Shengzhen's expression suddenly shocked, "This battle!

"Drink!"

The earth-shattering sound of rushing and killing sounded, and a battle between the demon clan and the Penglai Holy Land began again. With the continuous collision of demon yuan power and spiritual power, all of a sudden, this huge Penglai main peak suddenly turned into a bloody meat grinding field.

And at this moment, on the left side of the main peak, looking at the scattered blood-red mist around him, Zhang Yang's heart was slightly puzzled. The feeling of the previous blow was very strange, and he obviously felt that he had locked on Ye Bingqing. But at the last moment of astral fission, that feeling suddenly disappeared.

"Is it a delusion?"

Shaking his head slightly, the power of the blow just now was really beyond Zhang Yang's expectations, and he didn't expect to shatter the Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Locking Array above his head.

And now, now that the matter has come to this, Zhang Yang does not dare to delay any longer. As soon as the big array is broken, the demon clan is bound to attack in a big way, and Zhang Yang is more concerned about the safety of Jin Mu and Lin Yuyuan than these vanity-plagued disciples of the Holy Land.

"Huh!"

Looking at the blood mist flowing with the wind again, Zhang Yang went straight away. And the next second Zhang Yang left, the originally scattered blood mist actually moved slowly. As they gathered, a figure with a blurred face reappeared in place.

"I'll remember you..."

Although the Great Array of Ten Thousand Ghost Soul Locks had been broken, the disciples of the Holy Land led by Nan Shengzhen and Li Changfeng had the power to fight to the death at this time. For a while, although the demon clan still had the upper hand, it could not immediately break through the defense line built by Nan Shengzhen and others.

However, as time went on, more and more Holy Land disciples fell. The remaining disciples fought and retreated, and were gradually forced to the Qiankun Hall in the center of the main peak.

"Senior brother, what now?"

Looking at the demons who rushed forward again, Li Changfeng was already a little powerless, he looked at the patches of red on the ground with a blank face, and his heart was very depressed.

"So far, what else can be done!" Nan Shengzhen patted Li Changfeng's shoulder lightly and said, "Let's retreat to the Qiankun Hall first! Although the disciples are not talented, they must also keep a trace of fire for the Holy Land." ”

Nan Shengzhen's eyes flickered a little, but where did he have time to think about this situation now, Li Changfeng waved his hand, and immediately escorted the remaining disciples to slowly retreat to the Qiankun Palace.

"Senior brother?!you?!"

Li Changfeng had just retreated to the hall, but when he turned around, he found that Nan Shengzhen was still outside, and seeing the movements in his hands, it seemed that he had imprisoned the Qiankun Palace!

"What are you doing!"

Li Changfeng was about to rush out as he spoke, but when he just took the first step, he suddenly felt his head sink, and his body almost fell to the ground under the shaking.

"It's... Is it a single illusion?!... At that time?!"

Touching the residual warmth of Nan Shengzhen's palm on his shoulder, Li Changfeng couldn't help but feel annoyed in his heart. In a moment, as his divine sense swept away, the array eye of this single illusion technique immediately appeared in his eyes, it was just an ordinary Holy Land disciple.

"Senior brother, why are you so troubled..."

Shook his head slightly, although he found out where the eye of the formation was, but there were only two ways to crack this single illusion technique, one was to kill the eye of the formation directly, which Li Changfeng would never be able to do.

As for the second one, that is to directly shatter this single illusion technique. Although Li Changfeng was confident that he might be able to do it, in this way, once the Qiankun Hall was implicated, then it would only kill and injure more disciples.

From the moment he made the decision to retreat to the Qiankun Palace, Nan Shengzhen had already expected this step. He knew that no matter which one it was, Li Changfeng would not choose, and this was just the convenience of his plan.

"Come on!"

In the sky above the Qiankun Palace, a purple spirit sword slowly appeared in Nan Shengzhen's hand. And as soon as the spirit sword came out, countless tiny bolts of lightning immediately tore apart in the void like forked branches.

"Buzz!"

This shocking scene did not frighten the chasing demons, the pitch-black demon yuan power instantly burst out, and a giant python condensed by black gas immediately appeared in the blood-red sky.

"Kill!"

One purple and one black, several energies instantly intertwined, and a pitch-black storm net immediately formed on the originally empty sky. As the storm net grew stronger, cracks as thick as thumbs were torn out in the blink of an eye in the surrounding space.

"Ahh

Although it was overpowered by the Demon Yuan Power of the Demon Race, Nan Shengzhen's strength was superior after all, and as the storm net continued to move, countless demons who had no time to dodge were immediately strangled in the storm!

"Rampant!"

As the death and injury of the demons intensified, a huge and dark-skinned demon was immediately attracted over, and just as he led a group of demons to surround the Nansheng Earthquake in the storm, Nansheng Zhen, who was in the center of the storm, actually showed a calm smile!

"Buzz!"

In the midst of the frenzied storm, a faint murmur of mosquitoes suddenly floated out. It's just that this voice is small, but it was also captured by the tall demon clan led by it.

"Oh no! Get out! He's going to blow himself up!"

The demons were originally happy to see the hunt, and when they heard this, they were immediately frightened. Yuan Ying is the foundation of the cultivator's cultivation of immortals, and it is also the collection of its essence and spiritual power, once it explodes, it is even more powerful, how can the demons not be afraid at this time.

However, the distance between the two is not far, and it is too late to escape at this time. But the crowd was there

When he closed his eyes in panic and waited for death, suddenly an extremely strange sound sounded, and the storm that had been raging gradually stopped there.

"Ban!"

As a buzzing bell slowly rippled over the Qiankun Palace, Zhang Yang's figure suddenly appeared. Seeing the situation of the Nansheng earthquake from a distance, Zhang Yang couldn't help but use the immortal weapon fog cymbal.

But what he didn't expect was that although the power of this fully formed fog cymbal was amazing, the power of the stars it consumed was even more amazing, and Rao was showing his profound strength, and he couldn't help but take a heavy breath at this time.

"Nan-senpai, are you alright?"

The storm has stopped, and the figure of the south-rising earthquake is immediately apparent. However, he only glanced at Zhang Yang slightly, but he immediately spit out a mouthful of blood, and his eyes were black, and he actually fell directly.

"Huh!"

Without thinking too much, Zhang Yang flew directly over to catch the Nansheng earthquake. Although he had never had a good impression of several sect masters of the Holy Land, he still had a little admiration for this Nan Shengzhen.

"Publicity?!"

As soon as Nan Sheng fell, Li Changfeng, who was originally trapped in the Single Illusion Technique, immediately rushed out of the Qiankun Palace. However, when he saw Zhang Yang, he was obviously stunned, and then hurriedly picked up Nan Shengzhen.

"Thank you, Zhang Yang. ”

Although I didn't see it with my own eyes, the fluctuations of the self-detonation Yuan Infant were too special, and how could Li Changfeng and the others not know it. At this time, even if he was stopped by Zhang Yang, there was already a crack on his Yuan Ying, and it would be difficult to achieve today's success without a hundred years of recovery.

"Senior Li, where are Jin Mu and Lin Yuyuan?" looked at Li Changfeng, who had a gloomy face, and Zhang Yang asked directly.

"They... Jin Mu he..."Li Changfeng's expression was slightly strange, as if there was something unspeakable, "They were guarding the right side of the big array before, but after the right side was broken, they..."

"What's wrong with them!" Zhang Yang immediately asked.

"I don't know, maybe it's with Liu Shuiyue in the back, maybe it's already..."

Li Changfeng's words were not finished, but everyone didn't understand what he meant. It's just that what makes Zhang Yang strange is that Jin Mu's strength has not recovered, and even if he rushes to the battlefield, he won't be helped, why hasn't he been sent to the right side yet.

But just when Zhang Yang was still stunned, a person suddenly rushed out from the depths of the Qiankun Palace, looking at the tattered hat on his head, Zhang Yang immediately recognized him as Lan Zhengfeng's eldest disciple Ji Wuling.

"Is Senior Sister Liu still behind! That's where that guy is, how can you..."

Before he finished his words, Zhang Yang had already gotten up and walked out. Now he can understand that the reason why the Holy Land is suppressed and powerless to fight back is that the four gates trapped in the rear are the crux of the problem.

Although Zhang Yang was very disdainful of the actions of the four sect masters, if he wanted to resist the invasion of the demons, he had to unite their forces at this time. It's just that in the tone of the audience, there seems to be a great guy there.

"Zhang Yang, where are you going!" Li Changfeng said with a puzzled expression.

"Didn't I already say this......