There was a sound of "chichi" piercing the air, and dense golden light flew out from the void, heading straight for Gu Xiao and the others.
Gu Xiao was shocked. He never expected that Ai Feng would rebel.
Ai Feng has been a member of the Blood Frog clan for more than three thousand years. He married a wife and had children. His wife and children are all in the Blood Frog clan's lair. If Ai Feng turns to the human clan, his wife and children will definitely be unlucky.
Gu Xiao didn't have time to think too much, and was about to sacrifice a treasure to resist, when a loud shout from a man in Yunxiao was heard, the God-Suppressing Roar, a magical power that only the elite members of the Wang family could master.
The human race has attacked the Blood Butterfly Valley many times. The Wang family monks participated in the battle for the first time, and the Blood Frog clan was completely unprepared.
The god-transforming monks of the Blood Frog clan screamed in agony, some of them collapsed to the ground, and some of them fainted.
Thousands of golden sword energy struck their bodies, leaving behind terrifying blood marks. The Blood Frogs were not only proficient in poison techniques, but also had thick skin and thick flesh.
Gu Xiao wore a cyan jade lock on his chest. After the cyan jade lock lit up with a dazzling blue light, a thick cyan light curtain appeared out of thin air. Hundreds of golden sword energy hit the cyan light curtain one after another, and there was a burst of light. Muffled sound.
A golden giant fist fell from the sky and hit the cyan light curtain. The cyan light curtain twisted and deformed, and the aura dimmed.
After a loud sword cry sounded, a golden sky-raising sword energy swept over and hit under the cyan light curtain.
Qingtian Saber Qi was like the last straw that broke the camel's back. The green light curtain flashed wildly and disappeared. Qingtian Saber Qi slashed at Gu Xiao's back and was blocked by the robe on his body.
A huge golden fist hit Gu Xiao on the head. Gu Xiao flew backwards and spat out a large mouthful of blood.
Before he could stand up, dense golden light shot out and pierced his head.
As soon as a mini blood frog left the body, a thick golden light fell from the sky and hit the mini blood frog. The mini blood frog was wiped out in ashes.
Gu Xiao fell. If they faced the enemy head-on, Wang Chuanming and Long Yunxin might not be Gu Xiao's opponents. However, Wang Chuanming and Long Yunxin attacked in the dark, and Gu Xiao died with hatred.
Wang Chuanming and Long Yunxin appeared and urged the Dharma to attack the monks of the Blood Frog clan. The monks of the Blood Frog clan were in chaos. At the same time, Su Qingheng and others increased their attack intensity.
Su Qingheng raised his right hand, a white light flashed, and a palm-sized white seal came out of his hand. It expanded instantly and hit the formation.
Lin Ziqi and Lin Zilin each took out a small mirror with flashing light. After injecting mana into it, a thick beam of fire flew out and hit the formation.
Liu Chuanting and others took action one after another to attack the formation, intending to cooperate internally and externally to destroy the enemies in this stronghold.
There was a loud rumbling sound, the formation became shaky, the spiritual light was looming, and it looked like it would collapse at any time.
At this moment, a deafening sound of thunder came from high in the sky, and a huge golden thundercloud appeared in the high sky without warning, with lightning and thunder.
After the rumbling thunder sounded, tens of thousands of thick golden lightning struck down, heading straight for Su Qingheng and others. A loud horn sound sounded, and a large silver sound wave swept in from a distance.
Su Qingheng and others were shocked and quickly cast spells to resist.
Just listen to a huge explosion, a variety of spiritual lights are blazing, and the air waves are like tides.
A silver flying boat more than a hundred feet long appeared in the sky in the distance. Dozens of monks stood on it. They were generally larger than humans, with small silver-white eyes and slender hands and feet. The leader was a burly man. The old man in silver robe.
The silver-robed old man had a square face and big eyes, and exuded a terrifying aura. He was clearly a late-stage Void Refining monk.
There are seven cultivators in cultivating the void alone, and there are more than fifty cultivators in the transformation of gods.
"Lei Mantis clan! How is that possible!"
Su Qingheng was horrified. The Lei Mantis clan was also a subordinate race of the Lizard clan. Xu Xiang, the leader of the nine Xuan Qing sons, was responsible for dealing with the Lei Mantis clan.
How come the Thunder Mantis clan has extra troops to support the Blood Frog clan? Could it be that Xu Xiang and others were defeated? It shouldn’t be! Furthermore, the Thunder Mantis clan's support should come via the teleportation array, not by flying in from the control treasure.
Su Qingheng didn't have time to think too much and decided to quit.
"Retreat, retreat immediately."
Su Qingheng ordered that he could not figure out the enemy's situation and could not contact the human monks who were attacking other strongholds.
The seven strongholds of the Blood Frog clan are more than a billion miles apart from each other. The ordinary communication treasures are useless. They are only responsible for raiding and cooperating with Qingyuan Zhenjun and other fusion monks.
"Fellow Daoist Long and Daoist Wang are still trapped in the formation."
Lin Ziqi looked hesitant. He had a personal grudge with Wang Changsheng, but that was in the past. There was no direct conflict of interest between the Jiuyan Sect and the Wang family.
Su Qingheng looked hesitant. The ground shook violently, and five huge earth bags bulged up. The five earth bags moved towards here quickly. Wherever they passed, mountains collapsed.
"Let them wish themselves well! If they don't retreat, we will all stay here."
Su Qingheng ordered that if the Lengyan Sect's Void Refining monks were trapped, he would naturally resist for a period of time, leaving the Wang family monks alone. He could not protect himself now. How could they care about Wang Chuanming and Long Yunxin.
Su Qingheng retreated with most of the people. Lin Ziqi and Lin Zilin each sacrificed a red ball and went straight to the silver-robed old man and others.
There was a loud rumbling sound, and two huge red mushroom clouds rose into the sky.
The red fire cloud rolled violently, and huge fireballs fell down, hitting the formation, and the rolling flames drowned the formation.
"Fellow Daoist Wang and Fellow Daoist Long, retreat quickly."
After Lin Ziqi said this, he and Lin Zilin retreated. This was all they could do, so that they could have an explanation after returning.
Wang Zhongru asked ten tribesmen to retreat. She and nine tribesmen sacrificed treasures or puppet beasts to attack the formation and help Wang Chuanming escape from the trap.
She knew it was dangerous, but she couldn't leave Wang Chuanming and run away. They were members of the same clan.
Wang Chuanming and Long Yunxin realized that something was wrong and used their treasure attack formations one after another.
Five huge humanoid puppets each sprayed out a thick beam of light and hit the formation. More than a dozen treasures with flashing auras hit the formation, making a muffled sound.
The formation shook slightly, and Long Yunxin threw out a huge brick with glittering golden light and hit it on top of the formation. The formation twisted and deformed, and the aura became dimmer.
Wang Chuanming raised his right hand, and a blue ball flew out, heading straight for the formation.
There was a loud rumbling sound, and a dazzling blue thunder light lit up, drowning less than half of the formation.
Heavy water thunder beads!
Wang Chuanming was responsible for going to the front line to inquire about information. The family gave him many treasures for self-defense. In addition to the sixth-level puppet beast, there were also many treasures such as heavy water thunder beads.
If Gu Xiao was still alive, the formation would naturally not be broken so quickly, but Gu Xiao was already dead and Su Qingheng and others attacked for a while.
The formation was broken, and Wang Chuanming and Long Yunxin escaped.
There was a loud thunder sound from high in the sky, and tens of thousands of thick golden lightning struck down from high in the sky, heading straight towards Wang Zhongru and others, drowning their figures, and a scream was heard.
"No!"
Wang Chuanming was filled with grief. His consciousness could not sense the auras of Wang Zhongru and others. It was obvious that they had been killed.
"Be careful, fellow Daoist Wang."
Long Yunxin's urgent voice sounded in his ears.
Wang Chuanming reacted quickly, took out a small golden umbrella, and dropped a large golden glow to protect himself.
There was a flash of silver light, and a golden thunderball as big as a mountain fell from the sky and hit the small golden umbrella.
There was a loud rumbling sound, and the golden thunder light drowned Wang Chuanming.
The silver-robed old man and others were about to use other methods when a man's loud shout sounded. The silver-robed old man frowned slightly and felt a little dizzy.
A bolt of escape light flew out from the golden thunder light, and Long Yunxin also sacrificed his treasure to escape.
"I want to run away! No way, chase them, don't let them run away."
The silver-robed old man and other seven void-refining monks emitted lightning from their bodies and disappeared from the spot. They used the thunder escape technique to pursue them. As for Wang Zhongru and other ten god-transforming monks, they were wiped out in ashes, and even Nascent Soul could not escape.