In the valley, there was a mess.

Subsequently, more than a dozen streamers crossed the sky and landed in the valley, these people were dressed in different costumes, obviously disciples in various Taoist temples, including the Ou Ge of Zijin Temple.

The others were still shocked by the earth-shaking changes in the valley, and only he shouted "What a big snake!"

Ou Ge hurriedly stepped forward, looked at it carefully, and said with a pout: "The good things have been taken away, but this corpse can't be wasted, little mink, I'll leave it to you." The sable in Ouge's arms squeaked happily and disappeared into the snake's body.

Among them, the disciples of Zijinguan began to distribute the elixir that unlocked spiritual power, and the head of the Fei family swallowed it in one gulp, and began to breathe cross-legged. Another disciple on the side counted and said, "Almost everyone who has disappeared is here." ”

Wan Zhuo took out another robe from the space bag and put it on Huang Qi's body, picked her up and walked out of the valley step by step. Ou Ge patted Wan Clumsy on the shoulder. I just wanted to say something, but I was startled by his eyes.

Bai Zhang and Han Rui were also rescued by the disciples of Zhen Ziguan, the two were seriously injured, Bai Zhang was punched by the red-haired man several times in a row, and his consciousness was a little unclear, Han Rui was using the power of the magic weapon that could only be used in the Jindan period, and the whole person was also weak.

However, Bai Zhang tried to stand up, and he also followed behind Wan Zhuo step by step, Han Rui also wanted to stand up, but he was dizzy and fell to the ground, and was quickly helped up by the disciples who rushed over, and directly drove the cloud back to the True Purple Temple.

Ou Ge looked at Wan Zhuo very meaningfully, but he didn't follow closely, but he just felt that Wan Zhuo was still in the qi machine he sensed, and then began to look at the big snake beside him, his eyes straight

Outside the four gates of Qinghua City, it was already surrounded by the monks of Qingyun City. This is outside the east city gate, you can vaguely see two people fighting in the middle of the air, during the thunder and lightning fire from time to time, suddenly, the air is blocked by clouds, everyone's vision is blocked, I don't know who wins and who loses. In another moment, a figure descended sharply from between the clouds, and slammed into the ground with a burning tail smoke. Above the clouds, the victorious man returned to the camp of the monks of Qingyun City.

"Senior Brother Zhaopu is mighty!

It turned out that the person who won the victory was Senior Brother Zhaopu on Ganglan Peak, on the other hand, everyone in Qinghua City had a gloomy face, and the monks in the foundation building period had even more hesitant expressions.

It's just that two Jindan monks from the depths of the shadows whispered: "Now that Qingyun City has been dispatched for the most part, what about what Lu Guo said would do?"

Another Jindan monk said helplessly: "Their abacus doesn't know how well they played, they must let us consume it until it is almost exhausted before making a move." ”

"Then if this group of madmen in Qingyun City breaks through our formation city, how should we deal with it!" the monk who was the first to speak said hurriedly.

"Then ask for more blessings. However, Fang Gongzi has an order, the east gate can be lost, but one person must die!" After speaking, this person stared closely at the casual and lazy Zhaopu

Wan Zhuo came to a place with green grass and green grass, and carefully put down Huang Qi, where the earth veins were moist and the land was wet and soft. Wan Zhuo began to dig a place for Huang Qi, and Bai Zhang trembled and wanted to help Wan Zhuo.

Wan Zhuo carefully supported Bai Zhang and let him sit on the ground. He said, "Senior brother, sit down for a while, let me come alone." ”

Pull out the weeds on the ground, and dig with one hand at a time. I completely forgot that I was a cultivator, and I also forgot that I could actually use my vitality. It's just very clumsy digging. Time was in the middle of the night, the sky was full of stars and moons, Bai Zhang looked at the sky, he was really small.

Huang Qi had already fallen into the ground safely, and Wan Zhuo was still kneeling there in a daze, * with his upper body on, silently. After a while, Wan Zhuo suddenly spoke, and asked Bai Zhang hoarsely: "Senior brother, what should I do, I miss our master so much now." ”

"Do you want to go back to the Long Pole?"

Wan Zhuo thought about it and shook his head: "No, still no." ”

Bai Zhang looked at Wan Zhuo, and suddenly laughed, Bai Zhang pointed at Wan Zhuo and said: "Senior brother, when did you become so powerful! Just like what I saw in the book before, the sound shook the world, punched the monster python, and kicked the evil cultivators."

Wan Zhuo stroked the soil in front of him and said softly: "Although I don't know how I became like that, I may have to go back and ask the child of Zijinguan, but I want to become stronger, when I am strong enough to be strong, so that you will not let me cry again." ”

After Wan Zhuo finished speaking, he filled in Huang Qi's grave and re-decorated the flowers and plants on it, so as not to reveal the appearance of the grave bag. Standing up, staring for a moment, tears falling unconsciously. Wan Zhuo walked to Bai Zhang's side, helped him up and said, "Senior brother, let's go, we have to become stronger together!"

As soon as the two of them walked a few steps, they saw Ou Ge giggling and teasing the gray sable on his shoulder, and when they saw Wan Zhuo and the two, they smiled and said, "Yo, it's okay, I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

The west gate of Qinghua City, mainly by the monks of Tan Baiguan and Qingxu Temple, a white-faced and beardless Tan Baiguan monk in the camp of Qingyun City paced back and forth in the tent, and kept saying to the people around him: "Isn't that Qingxuguan still here?" No, I can't wait, without him, we can also break the formation of Qinghua City, although it is a little troublesome, play with the formation in front of our Tan Baiguan, after breaking the city, our Tan Baiguan must get the most benefits. ”

"Zhenjun, don't wait any longer, the one from Qingsuguan is already on the way, and he will arrive soon. Many of the foundation building monks next to him kept persuading.

"Yes, senior brother, wait a little longer. Another Jindan monk from Tanbaiguan also persuaded, "Anyway, it's in the bag, and you don't have to be impatient." ”

On the other side, the Taoist priest of Qingxuguan looked sarcastic, secretly mocking these guys in Tan Baiguan for having a thief's heart and no thief's guts.

"It's coming!" the monk reported outside the tent.

The Jindan monk in Tan Baiguan looked happy, walked out of the tent, and saw a big man holding a big tripod walking in front of him. He said, "It's time to wait for Brother Tie, does Brother Tie need to take a break?"

The big man touched his beard under his chin with his left hand, his eyes flashed, and his eyes were sharp: "No, it's time to break the formation now!"

"Hahaha, that's great!"

When everyone came to the West Gate Formation, the big man of Qingxuguan put down the giant tripod in his hand and said proudly: "My mouth tripod is an imitation of the Qiankun Ding of the Doushi Palace of the Jin Kingdom, suppressing all evils and breaking the ban, and it is also a first-class magic weapon." ”

As he spoke, the bearded monk of Tan Baiguan nodded and said, "Let's start!"

The big man of Qingxuguan swept his beard with his left hand, then freed his arms from his robe, and let out a loud shout, holding Da Ding with both hands, and suddenly crashed into the formation prohibition of Qinghua City.

There was a boom, and I saw the figures in the city shaking, and they all assigned people to guard the formation.

"This is the great battle of defending the city of the Patriotic Soldiers, but it is much simpler, although it can absorb its own vitality to consolidate itself, but one will not prohibit counterattacks, and the other cannot withstand continuous hammer attacks. Everyone, once you see a gap in the formation, immediately attack it in groups, and it will definitely be effective with one blow!"

Tan Baiguan, the white-faced and beardless Jindan monk, said a lot, and began to take out a simple ink pen from the space bag, and gathered the light cyan aura in his left hand to flick the tip of the pen, and began to write in the air. I saw that he wrote ten lines and hundreds of characters with great effort, and then put away the ink pen.

Each hand took out a talisman, spontaneously combusted without fire, and then floated into the air, as if igniting those big characters, the hundreds of big characters began to twist their bodies like people, squeaking and waving towards the formation prohibition, each word was like a fire spell, knocking on the prohibition like a wave.

Everyone's eyes were also staring at the prohibition, and the figures in the prohibition were also shaking, trying their best to support the formation. The big tripod and traditional Chinese characters have been unable to attack for a long time. The two attacked again, and the tripod was bigger again, and the tripod, which was originally three-legged, also faintly had two more legs. The beardless monk of Tan Baiguan also waved his ink again, and there were dozens of spirit bodies composed of Chinese characters.

But in half a pillar of incense, a monk shouted in surprise: "It's broken!"

Immediately after all the monks' spells and exercises, the West Gate was forbidden, and it was destroyed in an instant!