Tie Zonglei and Tie Zongting brothers, the mentality at this time is the same as that of Yu Chibai, the two of them are excited, and secretly with the strength of the evil star, the Wind Spirit Sect cannot resist at all, so if he wants to save his life, now is the best time for him to submit his name.

The two Tie brothers looked at each other, both gritted their teeth, followed closely behind Yu Chibai, and galloped away.

"Haha, isn't this the old man of Dongguo, come on, you and I haven't seen each other for a long time, just so you and I have a good intimacy!" Yu Chibai stared at one of them and said with a smile.

At the same time, with a wave of his right hand, the silver spear in his hand immediately turned into a silver dragon, bringing up a ball of spears and shooting straight out.

As for the Tie brothers, although the two of them are real people, they are good at joining forces, and against the other person, although they are at a disadvantage for a while, they are a little embarrassed, but they can also drag it a little.

Yuwen Zhouyuan's gaze swept away, concentrating on the few real monks who were hundreds of miles away, and a cold light flashed in his eyes.

The surviving monks around them had already fled from afar, one by one they were terrified, eager to give birth to an extra pair of legs, and left in a hurry, Yuwen Zhouyuan's figure was like a brand, deeply engraved in their hearts, and it would never be erased with this life.

The remaining four mid-stage True Master cultivators a hundred miles away, among them, the old man with a crane boyish face, but full of an evil aura, shook his head at this time, turned around and was about to leave, when suddenly the pupils in his eyes shrank sharply.

A man and a woman stood ten feet behind him, and the man, with a big word "evil" on his head, a trace of blood, and a thick murderous aura wafted out from his body.

The rest of the monks noticed the abnormality of the old man, and when they looked back, their faces immediately changed greatly, and they all sacrificed magic weapons, staring at Yuwen Zhouyuan like a great enemy, but they didn't dare to make the first move.

Yuwen Zhouyuan glanced at the four of them and said coldly: "Get out!"

Among the four people, except for the thin old man who showed gratitude in his eyes and took the magic weapon and left, the other three people's faces turned red and white, and one of them stepped back a little and snorted softly: "Today's matter ......"

Dongfang Yunfei sighed secretly, and said in his heart, if you don't leave quickly, what's the use of talking this nonsense.

Sure enough, before he finished speaking, Yuwen Zhouyuan frowned, and with a wave of his right hand, the third layer of sadness of "Heartbeat Without a Trace" instantly dispersed, and the man's words suddenly turned into a scream, opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of blood, and his body retreated.

A silver light then flew in, instantly cutting the man into two pieces, and at the same time, a big hand appeared in the air, caught the Yuan Ying who escaped from his body, pasted several spirit runes and put them into the jade box, and then threw them into the storage bag.

The remaining two monks turned around and ran away without saying a word, Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes flashed, staring at the two of them, and his heart suddenly came out without a trace, leaving a mark on the two of them.

At this moment, a miserable scream came from the mouth of the Dongguo monk who was fighting with Yu Chibai, and then the monk fled in a panic, and before he could fly far, Dongmuzhen and other seven powerful ghosts appeared at the same time, trapped him in the formation with the seven-star formation, and then used the large array to devour the vitality on his body.

"No!" roared, followed by a "boom", and the Dongguo monk blew himself up!

After half a burnt incense, the True Master Monk who was at war with the Tie Brothers was killed under the sneak attack of Yu Chibai, Yuwen Zhouyuan's body moved, and he released the Spirit Ghost Bag to put away the seven ghosts such as Dongmuzhen.

"Well done! Yuwen Zhouyuan praised the two of them and said, although it was praise, but the voice was still full of coldness, and the killing intent was compelling.

Yuwen Zhouyuan knew that if he wanted to gain a firm foothold in this hot city, he had to stand up for power, and the Wind Spirit Sect would be the best choice for him to stand up.

The two brothers, Tie Zonglei and Tie Zongting, already had great respect for Yuwen Zhouyuan in their hearts at this time, especially Tie Zongting, who showed reverence in his eyes without reservation, and immediately flew out first, guiding him to fly in the direction of the main rudder of the Wind Spirit Sect.

The big array of gossip corpses behind Yuwen Zhouyuan's car was full of dead air, which was more deterrent than any words, and all those who had ill intentions along the way, after seeing the gossip array composed of thousands of corpses, all of them were bloodless, and they avoided it one after another, for fear that they would be implicated.

In this way, Yuwen Zhouyuan's speed naturally increased a lot.

Yuwen Zhouyuan flew while driving the car, while adjusting the divine consciousness and mana in his body, although the third layer of the sad realm of "Heartbeat Without a Trace" was hugely powerful, but it was the most depleting of divine thoughts, and Yuwen Zhouyuan could only move at this time to recover slowly.

At noon on the second day, the place where the Wind Spirit Sect was at the helm was in sight.

At this time, Yuwen Zhouyuan's divine consciousness had recovered as before, and when he looked up, there was a huge mountain peak in front of him, and the top of the peak was made into the shape of a unicorn by magic, and the entire mountain peak looked like a unicorn stretching its neck and howling at first glance.

At this time, on the head of the unicorn, there was a person standing, this person had red hair, his face was like frost, and his eyes were cold, looking at Yuwen Zhouyuan who was driving a Deqi tamarin car in mid-air.

In the air above the Qilin head, ten True Master early stage monks formed a sword formation, and after seeing Yuwen Zhouyuan, their eyes showed complicated colors, and there was fear and fear in them.

These ten people formed a circle, and the ten flying swords in the middle were intertwined with each other, making bursts of collision sounds, faint electric sparks shone in it, and bursts of spiritual power came out of the unicorn's body, especially the scales on the unicorn's body, looking carefully, it can be seen that on each scale, there is a monk standing, so that ten thousand sword lights flickered at the same time, and from a distance, this unicorn was crystal bright all over, as if it was alive!

"Senior, this is the 'Mixed Yuan Beast Emperor Qilin Great Array'!" Yu Chi Bai stared at it for a while, and muttered to Xiang Yu Zhou Yuan.

Tie Zongting hurriedly explained to Yuwen Zhouyuan on the side: "Senior, this 'Mixed Yuan Beast Emperor Qilin Great Array' is the Wind Spirit Sect's Town Sect Formation, and it is rumored that it cannot be broken unless it is a late True Master cultivator. However, most of these rumors are false, and few people believe in the entire Wind Spirit Sect, after all, no sect here will have such a powerful formation. ”

Yuwen Zhouyuan is no stranger to it, and it can even be said that he is still a big expert, and after watching a little at this time, he already has a clue in his heart.

Dongfang Yunfei beside him suddenly said to Yuwen Zhouyuan: "Brother Yuwen, at that time, this was not a formation, but a wonderful spell, the spiritual power of these ten thousand people, through a wonderful spell, was organically condensed on the red-haired person on the head of the qilin, which could allow him to temporarily have a certain amount of powerful cultivation." ”

At this time, the person with the head of the unicorn, his eyes were like electricity, and his voice roared: "The Taoist friend who is cursed by the 'Hundred Days Curse Order' in his body, the old man is in charge of the Wind Spirit Sect, and the 11,797 people above and below the helm of the Wind Spirit Sect are all here, and the big enshrinement Zhao Wanchao, the twelve enshrinement Mo Hanqiu, and the nine real life elders provoke you, kill and kill, and you are here today." If you can break the ten major worship sword formations of my faction, the Wind Spirit Sect will listen to your orders from now on, but if you are defeated, then don't blame the old man for taking down the Heart Pill. How dare you fight!"

Qian Manku's voice was mighty, like thunder falling from the sky, shaking in all directions, and at the same time, the ten thousand people on the unicorn scales drank in unison, and the thick fog above the sky turned into ripples under this drink, rolling and scattering layer by layer.

The ten thousand sword light sparkled, and the spiritual power from the disciple at the bottom was quickly transmitted, and gradually a spiritual power aura visible to the naked eye condensed from the bottom to the head of the qilin, and the more it reached the head of the qilin, the greater the spiritual power aura, and the stronger the spiritual power pressure became.

At the same time, the ten True Master Early-Stage Cultivators in mid-air quickly flew towards Yuwen Zhouyuan's car.

Yuwen Zhouyuan said to Dongfang Yunfei: "Don't move in the car, I'll come when I go!"

As soon as the words fell, Yuwen Zhouyuan's body jumped out, and in the blink of an eye, he stood near the ten True Master Early Stage Monks.

Although the other party had not yet made contact, the evil aura emanating from Yuwen Zhouyuan's body made the bodies of the ten True Master early stage cultivators who rushed over couldn't help but tremble, and a fear from the depths of their souls came out of their hearts.

So everyone stopped in place and didn't dare to step forward, these ten people have been well aware of each other's strength through various channels recently, and at this time, seeing Yuwen Zhouyuan rushing over, they couldn't help but be stunned.

Yuwen Zhouyuan glanced at the ten people, and flicked his right hand at the car pulled by the Deqi tamarin, and the thousands of corpses that formed the gossip array behind the car, under the pull of the tendons of the giant beast, slammed towards the huge unicorn turned into the mountain.

The gossip array composed of thousands of corpses "boomed" and hit the Qilin's body.

But it was blocked by a light curtain that suddenly appeared, and the gossip of the eight corpses dispersed in a shock, and then turned into a blood mist one after another.

Suddenly, the entire Wind Spirit Sect's outer defensive light curtain was dyed with a layer of dark red.

A huge aura was transmitted from the Qilin's body to the Qian Manku on the Qilin's head, and an unconcealable aura spread out from his body, only to see the red-haired old man's clothes shatter in the sound of "swishing", and at the same time, his body suddenly swelled several times.

The huge spiritual power spread out from his body like a stormy wave, and the red-haired old man roared a few times, and his cultivation rose in a straight line, from the peak of the true master, all the way to the late stage.

Qian Manku roared, his body rose into the air, a pair of eagle eyes were cold, revealing infinite murderous aura, he looked at those ten True Master early stage monks and shouted: "A group of useless waste, don't get down to this seat yet!"

The ten early stage cultivators of the True Master all showed a look of sorrow on their faces, quickly retreated to the side, and looked at them coldly.

Qian Manku's eyes swept away, stared at Yuwen Zhouyuan, and said with a cruel smile: "Along the way, all the rumors about you are in my hands, it seems that under the middle stage of the true master, no one is your opponent, but now, the old man already has the strength of the late stage of the true master, this time, I will see how you can beat me!"

Dongfang Yunfei sat in the car with a pale face, looked at Yuwen Zhouyuan with concern, and found that the slight ridicule in Yuwen Zhouyuan's eyes flashed, she didn't know why, but her heart relaxed.

The two brothers, Tie Zonglei and Tie Zongting, secretly complained at this time, originally thought that Yuwen Zhouyuan should win steadily, but now that they looked, the situation was reversed, once Yuwen Zhouyuan was defeated, waiting for them would be the anger of the master Qian Manku, you must know that for traitors, the Wind Spirit Sect has a cruel system.

Yu Chibai is in the hands of Yuwen Zhouyuan because of his natal true soul, once Yuwen Zhouyuan dies, he will also have to be buried with him, at this time, he beats the drum in his heart, secretly thinking about how to break the formation.