boom!
The battle in the air became more and more fierce, and waves of terrifying energy dissipated in the surroundings. Fortunately, there was that big formation in the air, otherwise the entire Tianling Mountain would be leveled.
Originally, the enemies in Shengguangan were all suppressed, but with the continuous appearance of warriors outside the formation, the disciples in Shengguangan had to rush out. After all, the great formation was blasted and the entire mountain gate would disappear after such a battle. Up.
"Senior Sister! How come there are so many enemies coming?" The woman following Mu Xinyu, looking at the martial artist who kept appearing in the sky, had a trace of shock in her eyes, and she was shocked.
The endless stream of warriors, judging from their costumes, except for a few Lihundao warriors, the rest are disciples of the Shocking Heaven Palace and the Supreme Temple.
"I don't know!" There was a hint of anxiousness in Mu Xinyu's eyes, and he looked at the battle in the air frequently. It is strange when these major forces have unified the front and attacked together.
The white silk flew across the sky, but on the opposite side was an old man holding a long sword. Unexpectedly, the real person on the feather also used silk and satin, but he was like a war spirit in Xinyu.
"Humph! You are all going to die." Wu Zixuan looked at Xu Han's people who looked around, a cold color passed through his eyes, and he shouted in a low voice.
Looking at the arrogant Wu Zixuan, Xu Han's face was furious, with a low drink in his mouth, and the thunder light flew away, his eyes were already murderous.
Several people didn't have a good impression of the Supreme Temple, and now they are even more disgusted. Yin Zhiyi's martial arts are in the hands of several people, and the several people who surrounded the martial arts of the gods are all killed in the hands of Xu Han.
"What are you proud of now?" Zhou Xiaopang looked at Wu Zixuan who was pale, with a slight smug in his eyes, and said coldly.
Wu Zixuan glanced at the few remaining companions around him, and there was a hint of anxiousness in his eyes, but there was nothing to do, he had to wait for the big formation to break open, and the warriors from outside poured in.
If it hadn’t been for the fact that there were already many warriors waiting in the distance, the Supreme Temple and others would dare not enter this Shengguang Temple. Although Shengguang Temple was full of women, the number of disciples was not more than that of the others, but there were tens of thousands .
Wu Zixuan looked at the light film flowing above his head, his face was anxious, and he whispered in his mouth: "Why hasn't the big formation broken yet?"
Many warriors in the formation have already died. If this continues, I am afraid that all the warriors in it will be wiped out. After all, there is a large formation against it, and Shengguangan must first remove the warriors on Tianling Mountain.
"You're Xu Han?" In Xu Han's joy, suddenly a dark voice sounded, and a few people looked at it, but it was a man dressed in white with a pale face, looking surprised. Xu Han.
Looking at the white clothes, he was obviously a disciple of the Supreme Temple, but the martial artist in front of him, whether it was his face or his arms, looked extraordinarily pale.
"Half-step Dacheng realm martial artist!" Feeling the vigor of the martial artist, Xu Han flashed a cold color in his eyes, whispered in his mouth, but a flash of astonishment flashed across his face.
How could this disciple of the Supreme Temple know himself.
Wu Zixuan looked at the martial artist who appeared suddenly, a hint of surprise flashed across his eyes, but he shouted loudly: "Come on and help me kill these people."
"Hmph!" The martial artist snorted, his eyes swept aside Wu Zixuan, and he stepped towards Xu Han.
Looking at the warrior who went straight, Wu Zixuan had a trace of irritation across his face, but then his eyes were full of confusion, and the warrior in front of him was so face.
"Who are you?" Xu Han looked at the rushing man with a grim expression and whispered in his mouth. This pale man with cold eyes gave Xu Han a feeling that he didn't like very much.
The man didn't speak, and flew over. A pale golden skull hovered out of his palm. Surrounded by the martial artist, a sharp gray claw was already blasting towards Xu Han in the air.
"Lihundao warrior!" Looking at the skull with a little golden light, Xu Han's eyes were startled, and his face was full of astonishment. It turned out to be a Lihundao warrior, so it's no wonder that he felt that way.
This had just appeared in the Shengguang Temple, and the warriors from Lishun Island came, and he did not expect to show his whereabouts so soon.
Seeing Xu Han whose complexion changed drastically, a weird smile flashed in the Wu Zhe's eyes, and he coldly shouted: "I didn't expect that even the Seventh Young Master would die in your hands. It's really not easy."
"Humph!" Xu Han snorted, and as the silver sword danced out of his hand, numerous tentacles on the ground shot up and swept towards the rushing warrior.
Now that it had been discovered, Xu Han had nothing to conceal. Within a hundred meters of the surrounding area, there were galloping silver tentacles, and the tentacles that broke out of the ground rolled towards all the enemies.
"Boss! Why is there a warrior from Lishun Island coming so soon?" Zhou Xiaopang looked at the skeleton around the warrior, his face was startled, and he whispered.
Xu Han's eyes were startled, and he looked into the air. Sure enough, the many Lihundao warriors outside the formation were looking at him intentionally or unintentionally. It seemed that a few people had already appeared.
"It seems that when we were in that Xuanyin City, we were spotted by the warriors from the Lihundao Island." Yin Zhiyu said in a lightly thoughtful voice in his eyes.
Along the way, Xu Han and the few people only showed their faces when they were in Xuanyin City, and they must have been exposed when they were in the city.
Looking at the anxious Yin Zhimao, Xu Han also had a pensive expression, but he said in a low voice, "It's nothing! They definitely don't know the specific thing, maybe it's just that Lihundao will take me back."
"Xu Han! What's the matter?" Mu Xinyu said softly as she looked at the worried people with a trace of confusion in her eyes.
Although Xu Han killed the Seventh Young Master, now he is attacking Shengguangan Zhizhi, and it must be the strong man in the first to deal with it. Xu Han, a warrior with the strength of the gods, I am afraid that not many warriors would pay attention to it before.
Xu Han swept a few people around his eyes, his face was solemn, and he said softly: "It's up to you to say afterwards."
"Okay! Brother Xu Han, he will leave it to me. Go and kill the nasty guy next to you." Mu Xinyu gave a soft drink, and the white cloth in his hand rolled out towards the rushing out of the soul island. The warrior rolled away.
But there was a trace of worry in his heart. Looking at the expressions of Xu Han, I am afraid it is not a simple matter.
Feeling Mu Xinyu's fierce aura, Xu Han's eyes flashed a hint of surprise, but he didn't expect that Mu Xinyu had reached the realm of half-step Dacheng.
Xu Han responded with a soft reply, following the bursting tentacles, he swept towards Wu Zixuan next to him.
The remote soul island warrior on the opposite side, looking at the rushing Mu Xinyu, a trace of shock crossed his eyes, and he shouted in a low voice: "The flesh and blood of the strongest disciple of Shengguang'an, it must be good, then I will clean up you first."
Looking at the martial artist from the remote soul island who had not been chased in the first time, a light flashed in Xu Han's eyes. As expected, the martial artist in front of him did not know that Xu Han was hiding the ancient boundary monument.
Wu Zixuan looked at the remote island warrior on one side, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he didn't express too much, he clearly knew the existence of the remote island warrior.
"Last time I let you run, it wasn't that easy this time." Xu Han said coldly as he watched Wu Zixuan, who was constantly waving the long sword in his hand and cutting off the tentacles.
Xu Han waved his left hand and shattered the sword qi in front of him. The huge thunder claws were condensed in the air, interspersed among the numerous tentacles, and covered the few people in front of him.
Pouch!
The numerous tentacles in the air are already difficult to entangle. A supreme temple warrior who could not dodge was directly swept by that thunderclaw. The corpse that had been chopped into several pieces had not yet fallen. It was already wrapped by the tentacles in the air and swallowed up. .
"Weird war spirit." The Lihundao warrior who was fighting with Mu Xinyu next to him looked at the martial artist who had been sucked up, his eyes were startled, and his face was full of surprise.
This weird tentacles are as good as the warriors of the remote soul island, and can absorb the flesh and blood of the warriors.
With the help of Yinshu, the disciples of the Supreme Temple who fought with Yin Zhiyu nearby were bombarded by several people from time to time, and then they died tragically one by one in the terrifying tentacles.
"Die!" Looking at Wu Zixuan, who was constantly avoiding in front of him, Xu Han's expression was cold, and he shouted in a low voice.
Wu Zixuan, who was flying back, was startled in his eyes, but before he could react, a blue dragon suddenly rose up in the air below him, hovering up with a roaring dragon.
Wu Zixuan's long sword danced continuously, cutting off the surrounding tentacles one by one, but the figure quickly rose into the air, but in an instant, the dragon had just wrapped it up.
"What martial skill?" Wu Zixuan's eyes were startled, and the long sword in his hand was cut towards the body of the Shenlong, but before the sword aura could get closer, it was bounced away by a terrifying aura, and he couldn't get close at all.
expensive!
Following a loud dragon chant, Qinglong took Wu Zixuan into the air, and then suddenly exploded. Accompanied by a screaming scream, in the eyes of everyone's astonishment, amidst the vigor in the air, a awkward figure fell.
Pouch!
Wu Zixuan, who was able to recover, panicked in his heart, and saw many low tentacles flying around. Wu Zixuan, who was seriously injured, was unable to dodge at all, and was directly wrapped around his waist by the tentacles.
"Teacher! Save me!" Wu Zixuan said with a panic in his eyes as he watched more and more tentacles in his eyes.
"waste!"
Qin Tianjun, who was fighting in the air, looked at Wu Zixuan who was wrapped in his tentacles, and he drew in a low voice. He glanced at Xu Han, his sword struck straight down, but was blocked by the huge light film.
It's just a warrior who transforms into the gods, and now he is outside the big formation, how to save it.
"This young man is really not easy!" Madam Yushang swept Xu Han among his tentacles, a trace of surprise crossed his eyes, and he whispered in his mouth.
Because of Mu Xinyu's relationship, Madam Yushang also paid special attention to Xu Han's news. Unexpectedly, the talents of the young people who walked out of this small town were not weaker than those of Dajiao's disciples, and they were even better.
what!
The empty tentacles flew past, and Wu Zixuan, who was wrapped in many tentacles, was accompanied by a scream, leaving only a piece of broken clothing and a few bones.
Xu Han, who was rushing down, swept his gaze, and now that the Lihundao warrior who was fighting with Xinyu in the distance has been completely suppressed, I am afraid that in Tianzhou, no warrior of the same realm can win. Heart language.
"Damn it!" Looking at the snowflakes flying down in the sky, the Lihundao warrior whispered inwardly, and black mist gushed out of the skull in front of him. With the dense black mist, each one roared. The ghosts flew out.