At this moment, the battle in the sky is more intense, and from time to time there are monks on both sides rushing here and joining them, and the scope of the battle is getting bigger and bigger, and even there are many monks fighting in the sky above the heads of Zhang Fan and the two.

However, it can be clearly seen that the battle situation at this time is beginning to be unfavorable to the Quanzhen Sect's side, because this place is not far from the Wudang Sect's main camp, so many of the people who joined the battlefield are the core disciples of the Wudang Sect, and most of the core disciples of the Quanzhen Sect are ordinary disciples except for the previous core disciples, and it is difficult to compete with the ferocity of the core disciples of the Wudang Sect.

At this time, most of the ordinary people of the Quanzhen Sect had been slaughtered, and the storage bags on their bodies had also been taken away by the other party, only those core disciples were still holding on, but it seemed that it was a matter of time before they were defeated.

Just when Zhang Fan thought that the core disciples of the Quanzhen Sect were about to be defeated and flee, dozens of figures suddenly flew quickly in the mountains in front of him, and Zhang Fan looked up and found that these monks were all disciples of the Quanzhen Sect.

Among them, standing at the forefront was a woman, dressed in an emerald green Luo skirt, with a purple belt tied around her waist, outlining a moving curve, but her delicate and moving face was as cold as frost, and her eyes were cold at the moment looking at the Wudang monks on the battlefield.

Behind this woman, there are also four or five core disciples of the Quanzhen Sect, and these four or five core disciples, the lowest cultivation is in the middle of the foundation building period, and the highest is in the late foundation building period. However, these people, without exception, have great respect for the women in front of them.

Dressed in an emerald green long skirt without wind, in Zhang Fan's perception, although this person's cultivation is only in the late stage of foundation building. But the breath is the strongest one, surpassing everyone in the battlefield.

"This person is so strong, I'm afraid that no one in these battlefields is her opponent!" Zhang Fan thought to himself as he looked at the woman at the front.

When I met this woman. The morale of the Quanzhen Sect monks on the battlefield was suddenly shocked, and Zhao Kuo, who had fought with Zhang Fan, was even more excited: "Senior Sister Xu Yue, it's Senior Sister Xu Yue who is here!"

While these people were talking, the woman in front of them had already rushed into the battlefield, and with a wave of her hand, she slaughtered four Wudang Sect monks, and even several core disciples who were also in the late stage of foundation building were repelled by this person, and were even injured.

Although Xu Yue is not a core disciple. But his status is much higher than that of the core disciples, and his strength is more than several times that of the core disciples, and he is one of the few true disciples of the Quanzhen Sect!

True Disciple. Whether it is in the Quanzhen Sect or the Wudang Sect, it is the core of the core, and it is the existence of one in a million, which is also the reason why Zhao Kuo and these Quanzhen Sect monks were greatly boosted when they saw Xu Yue.

The woman is like a sharp knife, and it is extremely cold. The monks of the Quanzhen Sect who followed the woman were also invincible. With the addition of this group of new forces, the advantage of the Wudang Sect monks, who originally took the initiative, was suddenly lost, and the battlefield situation became stalemate again.

Every Wudang Sect monk who stood in front of him was repelled or even killed, and it wasn't until the seven Wudang Sect core disciples joined forces that they entangled this woman.

Zhang Fan and the bald monk both suppressed the mana fluctuations of their bodies to an extremely low range, even if the divine thoughts of the monks in the foundation building period swept over them, they would not find anything, and they would only treat them as dead trees and boulders in the mountains.

However, watching the fierce battle in the sky above his head, the bald monk still had an idea.

"Teammates, stay here. Sooner or later, they'll be discovered, and we'll be hard to resist if we get involved. Why don't we get out of here?"

"Alright then, let's get out of here first. Zhang Fan didn't have any thoughts of participating in the war, after all, Zhang Fan was only here to clean up the battlefield, not to participate in the battle.

However, Zhang Fan's idea was destined to fail, because at this moment, the woman named Xu Yue suddenly smiled coldly, and then a powerful aura burst out, shaking the seven core disciples of the Wudang Sect who were blocking the surroundings and flying upside down.

Everyone's eyes looked at Xu Yue, and they saw that there was an extra piece of black vine cloth in the hand of this female disciple of the Quanzhen Sect at some point, and the powerful aura before was emitted by the vine cloth in the woman's hand.

The woman in black held the piece of cranberry cloth in her hand, and silently recited a spell in her mouth, and the black curtain grew larger and larger, covering the entire sky in a moment.

When Zhang Fan looked up, he saw a black cloth covering the heads of all the monks like a canopy.

"This is the Quanzhen Sect's magic weapon to cover the heavens, how can it appear in your hands now. A disciple of the Wudang Sect saw the origin of this vine cloth and said in shock.

Hearing this, the originally powerful Wudang Sect cultivators showed fear on their faces for the first time, and even those core disciples changed their faces.

Covering the sky, this is a well-known magic weapon refined by the Qiankun bag of the Quanzhen Sect, this magic weapon is not to say that it is in the Qi Kingdom, even in the Central Plains Cultivation Realm, it is not small, but what makes it strange is how such a powerful magic weapon can be in the hands of a Quanzhen Sect disciple, it stands to reason that it should be in the hands of those Yuan Infant Elders of the Quanzhen Sect.

"What a joke, a group of useless things, to deal with you foundation building period monks, you also need to use the treasure of our Quanzhen Sect? This is just an imitation, it will scare you one by one, if you see our Quanzhen Sect's real Heaven Covering Cloth, then it won't scare you to death, a bunch of garbage, if you really don't have the guts, then surrender." Xu Yue smiled contemptuously.

Some Wudang Sect monks breathed a sigh of relief in their hearts, if it was really a Heaven Covering Cloth, then it would be troublesome today, but the faces of the core disciples of the Wudang Sect were not much easier, even if it was just an imitation, it was far from being something they could deal with, especially if it was a powerful woman like Xu Yue who controlled the Heaven Covering Cloth.

After a while, the whole world was shrouded in darkness, and the darkness was like a huge prison, trapping the world in it.

This piece of cloth covering the sky and covering the sun, under the cover of this huge cloth, people can't help but feel a sense of despair in their hearts, not only that, but the mana of the monks of the Wudang Sect was greatly reduced by the darkness, and the corresponding strength of the monks of the Quanzhen Sect was rising.

The situation began to become precarious for these Wudang Sect monks present. (To be continued......)