On the northwest side of the lake and sea, above the red barren mountains.

The spirit slave is like a torrent, and the golden spirit is hunting all over his body.

And the thousands of small spells that were emitted in an instant, like a golden inverted galaxy, glowing with countless golden treasures, poured down, that momentum, wanting to stir the stars, covering the sky in one fell swoop!

"These spirit slaves can actually teleport, automatically form formations, and cast combined spells!"

The seven people who were besieged by the torrent of two spirit slaves, cultivating for Rao was already in the late stage of the Jindan period, and it was the first time they faced the strange spells of the Thousand Spirit Sect, and they couldn't help but show a look full of horror.

"Ladies and gentlemen, these are the golden spirit slaves of the Golden Seventh Son, the speed is amazing, plus the number is terrifying, combined, the attack is even more terrifying, invincible, first defend with all your strength, withstand the first wave of attacks!"

Standing in the middle of the six people, looking at the spell attacks cast by the countless spirit slaves on both sides in an instant, Canglongzi's face was extremely ugly, and he turned around and said quickly to the others.

Everyone here, although they are all from different sects, but at this moment they are all facing the critical situation in front of them together, and they also know that the Dao must advance and retreat together, after hearing Canglongzi's words, they glanced at each other slightly, and the six of them were flying back to back, and they sacrificed their own defensive magic weapons when they changed hands.

All kinds of defensive magic weapons, the spiritual light flickered, the treasure light was amazing, and they appeared in an instant, and they all circled the city together, wrapping Canglongzi and other seven people in it.

Thundered......

As several defensive magic weapons came out at the same time, the dense spells that emanated from the hands of countless spirit slaves also smashed down at the same time, and suddenly exploded on several magic weapons.

The next moment, around the magic weapon sacrificed by the seven people, the spiritual light was shining, the wind was rolling, and countless treasure lights shattered and exploded, drowning the seven people in it at once.

At the top of the Junxiu Peak not far away.

The group of thousands of teenagers looked at the scene happening on the barren mountain in the distance, all of them pale, and their eyes showed horror and horror.

"Is the person on the other side the Thousand Spirits Sect a cultivator? Why is it so powerful, the nine Ancestors of the late Jindan Stage are actually not the opponents of the other party?"

In the crowd, a young man said in disbelief.

"I have heard some uncles of Xuanfeng Sect say that the monks of the Thousand Spirits Sect have strange exercises, amazing spells, and can make thousands of Yin Spirits, extremely terrifying, if you encounter them, it is best to avoid them!

One of them, a young man in a light blue robe, gasped and said in shock.

"Then isn't it a bit mysterious to come to the Thousand Spirits Sect to win the blood pool quota this time?"

"It can't be said that way, since the ancestors brought us to the edge of the Thousand Spirits Sect's realm, we must have discussed it secretly, and if we have a plan, we will never finish it like this......"

"Before the assessment of Troubled Water Valley, it was said that more junior disciples could have been recruited, but most of them were taken captive by the monks of the Thousand Spirits Sect. ”

"It's just that none of the nine ancestors are the opponents of one of their elders now, and if we lose, we will also be captured by the other party......

......

Thousands of teenagers, looking at the amazing fierce battle below, in addition to being shocked and frightened, they couldn't help but whisper a whisper.

Some teenagers are secretly thinking about whether to run away first.

However, thinking that the ancestor of the sect was still here, without an order, the disciple escaped from the battle, and the punishment was almost not something that these young people could bear.

Therefore, there are some people who can't help but have a twinkle in their eyes, and what to do if the Ancestral Sect loses.

"Senior brother, the monk of the Thousand Spirits Sect, is it so terrifying?"

In the crowd, a young girl in colorful clothes, her eyes were crystal clear, her skin was like snow, and her eyebrows were picturesque, she turned her head to look at a young man in a colorful robe, lightly opened her lips, and asked.

"It's really terrifying, it can enslave thousands of spirit slaves, and there are no ways to help the spirits who are not weaker than the deity, the strength is simply too terrifying!"

The young man in the colorful Taoist robe, with a simple long sword on his back, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, is very handsome, but it is the curtain call of the sword Xiamen, hearing the words of the girl next to him, he took a deep breath and said solemnly: "This Thousand Spirits Sect, which also belongs to the sect of the Northern Regions, is one of the most terrifying forces on the edge of the Northern Regions. ”

"What? Eighth layer of Qi Refining Period! Senior Sister remembers that Senior Brother was already at the thirteenth layer of Qi Refining Stage at that time, how could it be?"

The girl's eyebrows couldn't help frowning, she was surprised, and said in disbelief.

"What's impossible about this, but now that Senior Brother's cultivation has been promoted to the fourteenth layer of the Qi Refining Period, if you meet that young man again, you will definitely kill him on the spot!"

Xie Muqing thought of the young man who escaped from his hands, and his eyes couldn't help but show murderous intent, and he said with a slight suddenness.

"But the nine Jindan Ancestors in front of you, I'm afraid they can't support it, what will we do later?"

The girl looked at the countless spirit slaves below, her face turned pale, and she asked urgently.

"Don't worry, since all the ancestors brought us here, it is impossible to have no countermeasures, Jindan Ancestors, where can they be so easy to kill?"

Xie Muqing looked at the seven people below who were overwhelmed by countless spells, but he didn't show any worries, and spoke indifferently.

......

Over the red barren mountains.

As the dense small spells exploded on the defensive magic weapons of the seven people, in the blink of an eye, the black clouds rolled, the wind raged, and it took a long time to disperse slightly.

The spell vanished, and the aura dissipated, revealing the figures of seven people.

Under the resistance of the seven defensive magic weapons, these thousands of spells failed to cause substantial damage.

It's just that these seven monks in the late Jindan period obviously have their clothes a little broken, and their faces are slightly pale, obviously because their mana has been consumed a lot.

"Hmph, this is something that violates heaven and harmony, wait for Cang to cut it off! Thousand Spirit Sect monks, none of them are good at it, they are all evil cultivators who harm the common people!"

The seven people withstood the first wave of attacks from the countless spirit slaves, and Canglongzi, who was standing among the six people, turned his hand and pulled out a long sword from behind his back, clenched it in his hand, and looked at the spirit slave who still retained his former appearance in the air, and said with great righteousness.

"Let's all work together to destroy these evil things!"

On the other side, the demon woman sacrificed a Xuanye flying sword and shouted softly.

"Hundred Dragons Slash!"

However, as soon as the woman's words fell, Canglongzi had already taken the lead, and saw the big sword in Canglongzi's hand suddenly slash out in mid-air, instantly swinging out hundreds of sword qi several zhang long, and filling the sky with a sigh.

Suddenly, the sword qi was like a rainbow, like a flying dragon spitting fireworks, flying towards the spirit slaves on both sides.

Hundreds of sword qi, everywhere they passed, there would be a burst of disorder in mid-air, and the rich spiritual light that gathered around the sword qi exploded with a crackling, resounding in the sky.

Seeing hundreds of sword qi slashing in, countless spirit slaves did not dodge or dodge, and the golden spiritual power in their bodies became even more intense, without the slightest fear, in fact, they didn't understand what fear was at all, as long as they attacked, they would move forward until they killed the opponent or were killed by the other party.

As Canglongzi's hundred sword qi slashed out, those spirit slaves suddenly changed their positions with a swish, but in the blink of an eye, they formed hundreds of golden flying swords, and met hundreds of sword qi impartially.

......

Thousands of miles away, in the vast sky of the ancient land.

A dark purple mountain size of the roc, wings swept the sky, dozens of zhang in size, covering the sky and the sun, stabbing and stabbing through the dark clouds, heading north.

But if you look closely, you will find that this Dapeng's eyes are slightly hollow, but from time to time there is a slight aura, which is dimmed.

The two huge wings of the Dapeng are also extremely mechanical, lacking a bit of spirituality.

If you know the monk inside, you will see at a glance that this Dapeng is just a flying magic weapon that is very well disguised.

Therefore, in the vast sky, the huge demon birds that flew by from time to time, when they saw this big peng, they only showed a trace of doubt, and then flapped their wings and swept by, without noticing at all.

Now.

Inside the body of this roc, there are two teenagers.

One of them, dressed in a white robe, sat cross-legged and breathed gently.

The other, dressed in purple, smiled indifferently on his face, and his gestures were incomparable.

These two people are naturally Zhang Yan and Zi Wusheng.

"Senior Brother Zi, your Dapeng flying magic weapon is really mysterious, in the sky of so many demon birds, it can actually fly so steadily!"

Zhang Yan looked at the sky outside through Dapeng's eyes from the inside, looked back at the purple-clothed young man opposite, and said in amazement.

"Senior brother is too famous, this flying magic weapon, named Bauhinia Dapeng, was auctioned by senior brother at the last Northern Regions trading auction, and it is said to be a flying magic weapon developed by Ling Fei Pavilion. ”

Zi Wuming chuckled and shook his head, opening his mouth to explain the origin of this flying magic weapon.

"Oh, Ling Fei Pavilion, can Senior Brother elaborate on this sect?"

This is the third time Zhang Yan has heard about Ling Fei Pavilion, the first time is Ximen Ying's place, the second time is in the Troubled Water Valley, and he personally talks to Tan Xiaoyue, who seems to be a disciple of Ling Fei Pavilion, and now this purple lifeless flying magic weapon is actually a thing of Ling Fei Pavilion.

"This Lingfei Pavilion is an extremely low-key force in the Western Regions, specializing in the development of various flying magic weapons, supplying various sects on the relics, and also opening the attics of various flying magic weapons to all parts of the relics. ”

Zi Wuming frowned slightly, as if he was reminiscing, paused for a long time, and continued: "According to rumors, this Ling Fei Pavilion is not the power of the relics, some say that it came out of the Demon Cloud Ridge, and some say that it came here from the outside world, there are different opinions on the theory, and it is not credible, but it makes this power even more mysterious!"

"Being able to open his flying treasures to all corners of the world, it seems that the strength behind this power is really terrifying. However, it is really admirable to be able to develop such a flying magic weapon!"

Zhang Yan glanced at the huge flying magic weapon again, his eyes were full of envy, and he sighed.

And at this moment, while talking to Zi Wuming, on the wrist under Zhang Yan's sleeve robe, a dark black steel ring kept vibrating slightly, and the spiritual light on it kept flowing slowly.

At the same time, in Zhang Yan's body, one mana after another was also flowing gently among his followers.