Chapter 142: Lower Ruins

The sky was overcast and the wind was howling.

It was destined to be an unusual day.

Leng Jingfei stood on the stone monument for many days, staring at the Diancang Dao camp in the distance, and the wind blew his clothes and hunted. From this point of view, he could only see the faint changes in the Dao camp, but it was enough for Leng Jingfei to analyze useful information.

Another group of Black Shasher Sect monks rushed into the ruins, except for the bad weather, which was not much different from the previous half month.

At this moment, Leng Jingfei suddenly said, "They're coming." ”

Although the voice was not loud, it spread clearly, and all the monks of the Black Shasher Sect heard it. When the two Zhang Ji and Chen Zhonghe, who were sitting in the rear Dao camp, heard these words, they suddenly burst out in the direction of the Cang Dao camp, rushed straight into the void, and then fell straight down.

"Disciples, follow me to meet the enemy!"

The real person Zhang Ji roared in a deep voice, and disappeared with Chen Zhonghe on the side.

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

"Boom!"

It was only at this time that three loud noises came, and three strong lights also fell near the entrance of the ruins, exploding with a bang!

"Boom!"

The three surrounding mountains seemed to be overturned by this thunderstorm, and the monks who couldn't dodge were left with no bones left in the flames that burst from the immortal cannon, and they melted into ashes.

"Knock! knock!"

The three immortal cannons are once again powerful.

Zhang Ji had already rushed to the entrance of the ruins, and said to the many monks who had rushed over: "Everyone, enter the ruins, snipe the trial disciples of the Diancang Sect, and kill anyone who is not a monk of the Black Evil Sect!"

"Yes!" Dozens of foundation building masters and hundreds of qi refining cultivators suddenly agreed and threw themselves into the ruins.

Zhang Ji looked at the other monks around him, "All the rest of you, come with me, snipe the enemy monks!"

Leng Jingfei had been standing on top of the stone tablet, and smiled coldly at this time, revealing a look of disdain. Zhang Ji's arrangement shows that he has no confidence to block the enemy from the ruins at all, and before the war starts, his morale has plummeted.

His body moved, turning into a rainbow of light, and it was thrown towards the ruins.

"Boom!"

The second wave of immortal cannon attacks exploded violently, but this time, since most of the monks were concentrated near the ruins, the Black Evil Sect monks suffered very few casualties.

And in the bombardment of the two immortal cannons, in the Qingyang Dao camp of the Diancang Sect, a big ship took off and flew towards the ruins, led by two rainbow golden lights, which were very amazing.

"The demon of the Black Evil Sect, don't come and die soon!"

Zhang Ji laughed coldly, "There is a way in heaven for you not to take, here has already prepared a net for you!"

After speaking, Zhang Ji and Chen Zhonghe rose from the ground at the same time and rushed towards the two shocking rainbows on the opposite side.

Jin Dan Zhenren's speed was extremely fast, and in an instant, the two sides were scuffled together, and in the void, they turned into a sea of light and flames in an instant.

And the big ship went straight down, swaggering towards the entrance of the ruins. Since there were three terrifying immortal cannons in the Qingyang Dao camp, this warship did not need to care about the warships of the Black Demon Sect at all.

"Reta Attack!"

The monks of the Black Evil Sect hurriedly arranged the Thunder Tower Group and opened fire on the big ship, but after only one round of artillery fire, the Immortal Cannons of the Diancang Sect accurately greeted the Thunder Tower Group, causing heavy losses to the Black Evil Sect Thunder Tower Group.

The Diancang faction not only has a powerful immortal cannon, but also an excellent gunner.

As the ship approached the ruins, a group of foundation building monks who had already been prepared on the ship rushed out of the ship and rushed towards the surrounding Black Shar monks. Seeing that there were no more monks below who threatened the trial disciples, Tan Yang let out a soft shout, and controlled the flying boat to soar into the sky, rushing towards the dark cave entrance of the ruins.

"Don't let them go!"

Someone roared in shock, but they were greeted by the attack of Tan Yang and the other two Dao Masters, and that person was crushed to pieces by the flying sword in despair!

Su Han and the others used their strength to nail themselves to the boat, and at the same time prepared the flying sword magic weapon, waiting to meet the first batch of enemies.

The darkness came, and Su Han only felt the shouts of Tan Yang and the other two foundation building masters in his ears, and then a series of explosions, obviously, the entrance to the ruins was not so safe as expected.

"Boom!"

In the loud noise, Su Han felt a light in front of him, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that there was a dim light all around, and more than a dozen steps away, there were disciples of the Black Demon Sect, who were angry at this time, rushing towards them.

Tan Yang's three Dao Masters were fighting with several Black Demon Dao Masters, and for a while, it was difficult to distinguish between victory and defeat.

"Kill!"

Zhang Zhong roared angrily, his body threw out a small boat, and the flying sword on his body burst out faster, sweeping towards the Black Demon Sect disciples in front of him!

Gu Tongchao and Chen Zhuoyun on the side also flew out first, covering Zhang Zhong's flanks.

"Su Han. Liang Yingying stood beside Su Han, Su Han turned his head to look at her, and said, "Go!"

While speaking, Su Han and Liang Yingying rushed out together, each urging the flying sword to roll wildly and head towards the enemy.

The more than ten disciples on the other side, although there is one Qi Refining Ninth Layer, but the others, most of them are Qi Refining Sixth or Seven Layers, and there are only two of them at the Eighth Layer, although there are many people, but in the face of Zhang Zhong and others who are above the eighth layer except for Su Han, the average realm is above the eighth layer, there is no advantage at all.

"Whew!" "Whew!"

In an instant, five enemy monks were killed or wounded.

However, the enemy quickly noticed Su Han, the easiest breakthrough point to defeat the opponent. So in addition to the ninth-layer monks, the other party dispatched four seventh-layer monks to besiege Su Han, Su Han exaggerated and complained, but instead of retreating, he advanced and rushed towards the four enemies. The four of them were surprised and delighted, they couldn't imagine that the opponent was so stupid, they took the initiative to send it to the door, and immediately sacrificed their swords one by one, and they wanted to take Su Han's life.

"Buzz!"

With a soft sound, almost when the fastest flying sword was about to touch Su Han, Su Han suddenly propped up a silver-white light shield on his body, and the four flying swords bombarded the light mask in turn, causing the light mask to dent down, and the powerful impact force even made Su Han fly up, but Rao is body was unstable, Su Han also suddenly released the black crystal sword, the sword light was split into two in mid-air, and the sword surged, crushing the two closest seventh-layer monks.

To their deaths, the eyes of the two Black Monk monks widened, and they couldn't believe how a black-clothed monk could do such a thing.

The other two seventh-layer cultivators were stunned and stunned, this person in front of them was the black-clothed disciple of the Diancang Sect. Looking at his means of using the flying sword, only the ninth-layer monk on his side can compare!

While they were stunned, two sword lights swept behind them, beheading the two of them.

Su Han put away his sword, and there was no longer a living Black Evil Sect Qi Refining Cultivator around.

"Let's go. Tan Yang walked over, his arm was injured a little, and he was bleeding at this time. After a fierce fight, although Tan Yang and the three of them killed each other's two foundation building masters, Diancang also lost one of them.

Su Han looked ahead, here, there were ten passages, all of which were of general dim yellow color, and they didn't know where they led.

"Which way to go?"

"It's the same in all of them. Tan Yang didn't look back, and walked towards a passage in the middle.