The ban on blocking the entrance of the Qingyun Cave has been broken, Yang Lin is holding the fairy root in his arms, and the appearance of preferring to die and refusing to give up makes the Holy King can't help but be angry from his heart, damaging the wordless heavenly monument, and how many opportunities to comprehend the way of heaven are at the top, but there are still two layers of cultivation left, and the opportunity to comprehend is still early, so it is nothing.

However, if the immortal root is snatched away, it will be a break from the foundation of the Qingyun tribe for ten thousand years, and it will be difficult for anyone to enter the Qingyun Cave to comprehend the immortal qi in the future.

"Yang Lin, let go of the immortal root, guard the mountain for me Qingyun Mountain for ten thousand years to atone for today's sins, and let you live today, if not, don't be afraid of the old man's cruelty. Waving his hand to stop everyone's progress, the Holy King said with a gloomy face.

Atonement, since coming up the mountain, there are always people who want to make trouble, the disappearance of the missing brother, the tragic death, and the tragic death of the tragic death, he is even more obvious that he was killed on the mountain, but at this time he wants to defend the mountain to atone for his sins, Yang Lin couldn't help laughing wildly.

"You forced me, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Yang Lin said in a gloomy tone, but when he looked at the shadow behind the crowd, there was a faint pain in his heart, as if he couldn't bear it.

"What's polite, you can't fall to the death!" "How can the power of the fierce beast be ignored, Yang Lin guards the mountain, then he also has to guard the mountain to atone for his sins, it is the enemy who sees each other, and their eyes are red, and they are humiliated by this, how can they be willing to rest.

At that moment, the two beasts roared angrily, and their bodies had skyrocketed, instantly turning into their bodies, and the Nine Infant Beasts were even more idle, carrying Yang Lin on their backs, and crashing into the Holy King with the Poor Strange Beasts.

The cave was not big, but when the two beasts instantly turned into their bodies, the Holy King and the others had already noticed that something was wrong, and when they slapped several palms in a row, the people had already retreated outside the cave.

The poor beast let the Holy King hit the body several times in a row, but also did not retreat, through the flapping of the two wings of the black queen, it had rushed out of the cave very quickly, the beast's mouth was wide open, and a blazing fire erupted from its mouth, and with the rotation of the beast's head, the cave entrance was suddenly burned into a sea of fire.

The Holy King and the others had already retreated, and they did not hurt a single bit, and the purpose of the poor beast was just to break through the exit, so that the Nine Infant Beasts could lead Yang Lin out of the trap, at this time, the fire had not disappeared, and the Nine Infant Beasts had rushed out of the cave with the flames, and they had a united realm on their backs, and surrounded Yang Lin and the Immortal Root tightly to protect themselves.

At the top of the mountain, the wind is stronger, and there is a golden glow all around, and there is no fog in sight.

"Forming a formation, we must not let them escape from this place, for the sake of Qingyun, kill Yang Lin, and these two fierce beasts will be removed. If Yang Lin and the three of them fled from this place, the result would be self-evident, and the Holy King hurriedly shouted.

There were already Qingyun guards standing in their positions, guarding carefully, hearing the call of the Holy King, hurriedly pinching the trick and chanting the mantra, raising the command flag of the array in their hands and raising the array.

The fog suddenly rose, the sword light and sword shadow were charming, and Yang Lin escaped without two beasts, and there was already a gust of wind around him, and the murderous aura was awe-inspiring.

It was easier to deal with the formation formed by the Qingyun guards, who were mostly in the god transformation stage, but the sudden addition of the Holy King and the three elders of Qingyun doubled the pressure on the two beasts.

The poor beast was better, it was burdened, and it was extremely restrained by most of the Saint King's attacks, and although it suffered a lot of injuries, it also persevered.

And the Nine Infant Beasts on the side were surrounded and killed by the three elders of Qingyun who had already killed in the three talents, and they could have broken it with brute force, but whenever it was critical to break the formation, the three elders must attack Yang Lin with all their might, so that the Nine Infant Beasts were afraid of their hands and feet, and they could not be used, and the Holy King sometimes made the Nine Infant Beasts cry out in pain, and the injuries on their bodies were more than those of the poor beasts.

Coupled with the sneak attacks of those swords in the formation laid by Qingyun's guards, a monster head to protect Yang Lin was already a little insufficient, but the eight heads moved together, and they could only barely block these killing moves.

"Ling'er, don't do it yet, do you want to watch Yang Lin destroy Qingyun Mountain!" Under the holy king on the mountain, Ding Ling'er and Qi Junxiu were the highest, and when the three elders were besieged, they were barely supported, and they were repelled by the head of the Nine Infant Monsters, and they were already injured, and Ding Zhen shouted loudly at the moment.

Xu is clan land that has grown up since childhood has been threatened, Ding Ling'er slowly walked into the formation, and there was a strong man with a scorched face standing beside him, it was the fierce beast Wen Yan, and the spirit pets were released, Ding Zhen couldn't help but feel a lot more relieved, and attacked Yang Lin with strength in his hand.

Looking at the sadness revealed in the vivid eyes of the aura in the past, Yang Lin felt a palpitation for no reason, but the war was in front of him, and there was no way to retreat, and he only hoped that Ding Ling'er, who had released the fierce beast Wenyi, would not interfere in this matter.

It's just that at this point, things are no longer controllable by anyone, the swords in the formation are flying, the killing machine is awe-inspiring, and several elders of the Qingyun tribe have walked into the formation and attacked Yang Lin on the side.

At this time, even if Ding Ling'er didn't make a move, Yang Lin was in danger, and I didn't know if Yang Lin would be able to withstand the sneak attack of those elders below the middle stage of the void when the barrier of the protective body was broken in the next moment.

Xu had figured it out, Ding Ling'er's right hand suddenly stretched out from Wen Yan's neck, and his jade fingers moved, and he had already taken off the meditation bell that was hanging on Wen Yan's chest, and silently recited the incantation in his mouth, and threw it towards Yang Lin.

The crisp bell rang as the meditation bell slowly flew by, and even the eyeless sword seemed to be affected by it and became a little less murderous and more quiet.

Jingxin rang out, and everyone in the audience was shocked, and Ding Zhen, who was familiar with Ding Ling'er, jumped up and shouted angrily: "Ling'er, at this time, you still want to ignite the murderer, do you have to watch your grandfather be killed by this murderer, so that you can see the face of this murderer?"

I see, looking at the top of his head, the gently shaking meditation bell did not fall for a long time, Yang Lin already understood Ding Ling'er's mind in his heart, but can he really stop fighting at this time, what is the difference between the way to die.

Shaking his head impatiently, Yang Lin's face showed a wry smile, but the next moment, Yang Lin understood Ding Ling'er's other intentions, and his heart couldn't help but become more and more grateful.

The loss of the meditation bell has worn out the beastly nature, although it has been so long, the beastly nature has been consumed for most of it, but how can a beast as ferocious as a beast like a beast be tamed so easily.

On weekdays, between beasts and demons, although there is a separation, but if it is against the people who cultivate, they are the same enemy, watching the nine babies and the two beasts of Qiqi being besieged by a group of people, Wen Yan suddenly roared angrily, and suddenly turned into a body, and rushed towards the three elders of Qingyun.

I didn't want Yang Lin to be hurt, and Ding Ling'er didn't want my grandfather Ding Zhen to be hurt, so he hurriedly greeted Wen Yan, seeing that he ignored it, his figure flashed, Ding Ling'er had stopped in front of the beast, and his glaring was fruitless, and one person and one beast immediately started fighting.

It's best to come like this, Yang Lin couldn't help but sigh secretly, looking at Ding Ling'er's figure, he couldn't help but feel a little more tender, but then he was interrupted by the angry Ding Zhen who stopped in front of him.

In order to protect the construction of the teleportation array, and the guards of the two beasts of Qiqi and Nine Babies were foolproof, at this time, there were no extra demon beasts in the spirit beast bag to summon, Yang Lin couldn't help but laugh at himself, when was he so arrogant.

In the drowsy array, the sword light and sword shadows floated one after another, killing machines were everywhere, suddenly, only to hear a miserable scream from the Nine Baby Beasts, but a strange head was shattered into flesh out of thin air, and was stabbed by the flying sword shadow, not far away, a black hammer shadow was far away, it was the Sky Breaking Hammer, and in the distance, Qi Jun's face was extremely excited and sneered.

One was destroyed, and the nine baby beasts immediately aroused their beastly nature, and divided three heads into their mouths, and the fierce fire and icy wind swept across the field, and hit Qi Jun at the same time.

And Ding Zhen, who was blocking Yang Lin's eyes, suddenly lost a strange head, and his current figure had flashed to Yang Lin's enchantment, with a scimitar in his hand, fleeting, and rotating rapidly around Yang Lin's enchantment, and between breaths, it had turned dozens of times.

The sword light was dazzling, as if a stream of light gradually sharpened the enchantment protecting Yang Lin, revealing Yang Lin's true body inside, and then the knife light flashed, and the blade pointed directly at Yang Lin, and the ice stabbed past.

The strange head that was supposed to protect Yang Lin, seeing that Yang Lin was in danger, hurriedly turned back to block the scimitar that stabbed Yang Lin, but the speed of the scimitar was too fast, and when the monster's head hit the scimitar, the scimitar had hit the turtle shell blocking Yang Lin's body and knocked Yang Lin out.

The shadow of the knife was scattered aside, and Yang Lin was like a kite with a broken line flying straight towards the mist in the array, the danger was everywhere, the nine baby beasts did not dare to be careless, and hurriedly chased after Yang Lin, but the three elders of Qingyun were in front of him, and the spirit weapon in his hand beckoned to the nine baby beasts at the same time.

In a hurry, the six monster heads hit the three elders of Qingyun, while the other two monster heads continued to fly forward, but before they could rush past the three of them, they saw that in the fog ahead, Yang Lin rolled and flew back, holding the fairy root in his arms, and the blood in his mouth spurted into the air.

Before Yang Lin flew too far, a purple figure suddenly flashed in front of him, with a purple face and a purple robe, a black cloth wrapped around his head, and a pair of thick palms holding a purple light, which instantly hit the heart of Yang Lin, who was flying upside down.

Another burst of blood spurted out, Yang Lin had already rolled and rushed into the fog, and the purple-faced old man's figure had disappeared in a flash, obviously chasing Yang Lin.

Everyone in the Qingyun tribe recognized who the purple-clothed man was, and couldn't help but smile, but the Nine Baby Beasts and the Poor Strange Beast had frightened faces at the same time, purple-clothed and purple-robed, and there was only one person in the Southern Wilderness who did this, and that was Bu Luan, the chief patriarch of the Nanyuan tribe.

The cultivation is one order and three layers apart, and he has been hit by two palms, Yang Lin is lucky not to die, if he is hit by two palms again, I am afraid that it will be difficult to save it.

With the entanglement of the Holy King, the poor beast could not get out, but the nine baby beasts were relatively better, and they had successively shocked the spiritual weapons struck by the three elders of Qingyun, and a bloody path had been broken between the eight heads of the link, and the beast body had rushed into the mist.

"Ling'er, still haven't you released the basket spirit weapon?" Seeing that the Nine Infant Beasts had broken through the barrier and were about to save Yang Lin from danger, Ding Zhen, who had just been shocked away, hurriedly shouted, but seeing that Ding Ling'er ignored it, he didn't want to participate in this matter, Ding Zheng bit the root of his teeth, and his body had already crashed into the tail of the beast dragged by the Nine Baby Beasts, and the scimitar in his hand flashed coldly, and it had been heavily slashed.