"Who are you, and why did you break into Chiyang Palace and destroy the secret room in my palace!"
Faced with the scolding from the Linxian strongman, the three of them did not give any response and walked straight into the secret room.
"Where did the desperado come from!" In an instant, all the disciples and guards of Chiyang Palace rushed over.
"Where are the disciples guarding the mountain? Why didn't they report someone who broke into Chiyang Palace without permission?"
"Back...back to Second Senior Brother, the disciple guarding the mountain was, killed!" Several disciples running down the mountain looked panicked.
"What?!"
"Damn it, kill my Chiyang Palace disciples, break into the Chiyang Palace without permission, and destroy the secret room. Today, your life will be worse than death!" A bronze cauldron was sacrificed by a man who looked like a red-robed white-faced Confucian scholar, covering the entire secret room. Among them, the appearance of this tripod is almost the same as that of Chiyang Laogei.
"Senior Brother, this person is not a simple person. He can actually break the restrictions imposed by the master. It's better to be careful!"
"Hmph, he's just a guy in the early stage of Linxian. It just so happens that I have some success in the Chiyang Divine Art. Let's practice with him!" The white-faced Confucian scholar grinned and rushed towards the cauldron.
In the secret room, the four of them were so shaken that their good things were delayed. When they saw someone coming in, they suddenly became angry.
"You dare to ruin my good deeds, you are going to die?!" The leading young man was so angry that he couldn't think about how these guys broke in. Yuanli surged and threw a handful of fiery red flying weapons. The knife, at the same time, the other person also turned into an arc shadow and moved with the flying knife, killing those who came.
Buzz!
In the blink of an eye, the flying knife and the person were wrapped in flames, which was extremely powerful.
"Die to me!" The young man smiled ferociously. He had reached the middle stage of transformation. Using the Chiyang Divine Art, even the top masters in the late stage of transformation could still fight.
"Bang!"
Suddenly there was a loud noise, and the other three Chiyang Palace disciples in the secret room could only vaguely see the dim light illuminating them. One of them raised his palm like a swatter at a fly, and then the aura of their senior brother completely disappeared.
There was only a puddle of mud on the ground.
"Dead...dead?" Several people who were fighting ferociously on their front legs saw this scene and their pupils protruded and they stepped back.
"Elder brother, help!" The three of them were woken up by the slap and hurriedly called for help.
At the entrance of the secret room, the white-faced Confucian scholar was just about to go deep into the secret room, but he saw the thick black iron door that had been penetrated by his fist. Suddenly, he had a strong and uneasy feeling, so he quickly retreated, and several hand knives were wrapped in the Sun's flames and poured into the secret room. indoor.
Under the stone bed, a group of Tiansheng disciples fell to the ground and were pressed by the stone bed. Their vision was blurred and their nerves were in a highly tense state. They could not move. Their whole bodies were sealed, and their mouths were also sealed, unable to make any sound.
Ying'er lay curled up on her side, unable to even turn over.
As clear and steady footsteps approached them quickly, all the women suddenly panicked.
Ying'er only felt a lightness on her body, and the stone bed pressing on her body was moved away.
In the peripheral vision, a big hand stretched out, and the moment it touched her hand, Ying'er's delicate body trembled, she was extremely frightened, but no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't break free.
It's over.
The girls felt despair.
But in the next moment, something strange happened, and the restrictions that bound her hands were lifted.
"Miss Ying'er, are you okay?" The low and thick voice sounded slightly familiar in the secret room. At this time, a powerful wave of fire rushed in from the secret room, and was blocked by a powerful force two feet away from them. .
"The Romance of Fairy Wood"
With this dim light, Ying'er finally saw clearly the appearance of the person coming.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here to pick you up." Wu Ting tried his best to make them less nervous.
"Are you Mr. Wu?" The restraint on his mouth was lifted, and Ying'er tentatively called out in the dim light.
"It's me. Miss Ying'er still remembers me."
After receiving an affirmative answer again and identifying the person, when the restraints were completely lifted, Ying'er threw herself into Wu Ting's arms like a frightened child, burying her petite body into his broad chest, feeling the That
Wiping on the warmth, I sobbed quietly and quietly.
Wu Ting was stunned for a moment, then stood up with his left hand around the petite Ying'er.
All the disciples of Tianshengzhai were out of trouble.
"Are there any other missing disciples?" Wu Ting asked the girls who were still in panic and had not yet recovered.
"No, no more. Several sisters died in the fight." A woman sobbed softly.
"Okay, I'll take you away now."
"Buzz!"
There was only a trembling sound, and in the faint firelight, a sky knife slashed towards the top of the secret room.
It is obviously much easier to attack from inside the secret room.
Outside the secret room and inside the bronze cauldron, a sword light penetrated the top of the secret room and penetrated out, slashing towards the bronze cauldron.
"Tong!" The sound of heavy slashes reverberated here, and the bronze cauldron shook, threatening to be overturned at any time.
"Hiss~!"
"This guy is indeed extraordinary. I almost oversaw him!" Holding the bronze cauldron firmly, the white-faced Confucian scholar was already sweating all over.
boom!
The secret room split open and fell to both sides, bringing up heavy smoke and dust. Amidst the billowing flames, a burly body hugged a woman in a black dress and held a blood-colored sky knife, and walked out slowly, bathed in the flames.
Mubatu followed closely, carrying the disciples of Tianshengzhai on the stone bed.
"Master Wu, that guy is the chief disciple of the old ghost Chiyang. He looks like a human but does all kinds of evil. I don't know how many girls he has ruined in his hands. I can't let him go this time." The old man pointed at the white-faced Confucian scholar. He said viciously.
"Hmph, you little disciples have barged into our Chiyang Palace without permission. You will never come back today." The white-faced Confucian scholar snorted coldly, waved his sleeves and robes, and the Chiyang Palace disciples stopped one after another.
"Get up!" Following his shout, a large formation rose up, enveloping Wu Ting and others.
"Mr. Wu, be careful, he is a master at the late stage of Linxian level one." Ying'er said worriedly.
"It doesn't matter." Wu Ting said calmly. He had just killed three Linxian masters, and this one was worthy of him.
"Tsk, you are still pretending when you are about to die. My Chiyang Magic is so powerful!" The white-faced Confucian scholar sneered again and again.
"King, do you want your subordinates to take action?" Mubatu said.
"No need." Wu Ting suddenly stepped on his right foot, and a bottomless crack appeared in the ground, spreading rapidly along the front.
"Bang!" He raised his foot and stepped on it again, and the Chiyang Mountain under his feet was split into two visible to the naked eye.
Suddenly the ground shook and the mountain shook, and the formations arranged around the mountain also swayed. The mountain-protecting formation that had just been set up was erratic and was about to disperse at any time.
"Fuck, what kind of freak is this?! His feet actually crushed Chiyang Mountain!"
When all the Chiyang Palace disciples saw this, they all took a deep breath.
"Don't panic, hold on tight and activate the formation to kill him!" The white-faced Confucian scholar was a little panicked. He quickly mobilized his energy and used the Chiyang Divine Art to its extreme. The scorching sun's flames instantly overwhelmed everyone, trying to destroy the night. Everyone in Tianxing was burned to death.
The next moment, Wu Ting suddenly jumped out of the Zhiyang's flames, bathed in blazing flames, unscathed, and kicked the bronze cauldron above his head. A wave of energy turned into a golden holy dragon and hit the bronze cauldron. ,
"Roar!"
"Duang!"
The roar of the dragon resounded, and the bronze tripod was overturned under the huge impact. The golden holy dragon broke through the mountain guarding formation in one fell swoop.
Wu Ting rolled up his sleeves and robe, and took advantage of the situation to lead everyone out of the enveloping area of the formation.
"Above the void, no one will be left behind, and below the void, all cultivation will be abolished." A cold voice resounded throughout the world today. Wu Ting's figure turned into a stream of light and walked in the void. His steps were very fast. Slow, but terrifyingly fast, so terrifying that the walking body actually cut the space. Even the masters above the void had no time to resist, and were knocked into blood mist by the incoming stream of light.
"Monster, monster! Run!" A group of Chiyang Palace disciples saw their fellow apprentices being knocked into blood mist, and were finally swept away.
Awakened by fear, he began to flee for his life.
"The Sun Flame can't do anything to him, what kind of freak is this guy! Run, he's not something we can deal with." Chiyang Palace was in complete chaos.
"Don't run, don't run!" Seeing this, the white-faced Confucian scholar was so anxious that he did not hesitate to kill his fellow disciples in order to prevent them from escaping, but it was obviously to no avail.
"Who is your Excellency? Do you know that our master is Lord Chiyang, a true master of the Three Departure Realm? If he comes back and sees the mountain gate destroyed, he will cut you into pieces!"
"Don't worry, he can't come back." Wu Ting stepped on indifferently, the stream of light passed by, and the air wave cut the void in half, leaving no room for resistance in the middle stage of Void Transformation.
"Red Yang Armor!" The white-faced Confucian scholar roared, and summoned a line of blood-red armor. Once activated, the armor erupted with blood-red flames, forming a shield that integrated both offense and defense.
"Bang!" Wu Ting walked over, striding like a meteor, and the stream of light impacted on the gang shield. It only stayed in a stalemate for a moment, and then was instantly destroyed.
The white-faced Confucian scholar's pupils suddenly shrank. He offered up the bronze cauldron again and quickly performed the secret. A series of talismans flew out from his sleeves and stuck to the bronze cauldron. The densely packed runes instantly wrapped the bronze cauldron, exuding an extremely powerful force. fluctuations.
"Duang!"
The stream of light struck, the copper cauldron roared, and a huge bulge was knocked out. The densely packed runes shone brightly, blocking the stream of light from moving forward for a while.
Seeing that the stream of light was blocked, the white-faced Confucian scholar's frightened face finally showed a touch of joy, and he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
Although the bronze tripod was only a low-grade immortal weapon, with the blessing of runes, he was confident that even the most powerful person of the third level of immortality would not be able to break it.
But in the next moment, a big hand covered with dragon scales easily penetrated the copper tripod wrapped in runes.
"Hiss~"
The dragon's claws were extremely sharp and ripped a huge hole in the copper tripod along the gap.
Wu Ting stepped out of the torn bronze cauldron, his expression calm, and his dragon claws grabbed the white-faced scholar.
The latter looked at the scene in front of him, his eyes filled with disbelief, and was instantly filled with fear.
All the souls of the dead are gone,
He tried his best to escape.
The dragon's claw grabbed one of his legs, and the latter decisively cut off his leg in fear to protect himself, tore through the void and plunged into the turbulent flow of the void.
Wu Ting took one look and stopped pursuing him.
Sitting on Wu Ting's shoulder, Ying'er was shocked beyond words as he watched everything that happened in this flash of lightning.
She couldn't believe that in just a few years, the latter had grown to such a monster level.
What happened in the past few years?
She stared at Wu Ting blankly, unable to say a word for a long time.
"Don't worry, he can't escape." Seeing Ying'er's dull eyes, Wu Ting thought she was concerned about the white-faced Confucian scholar's escape, so he comforted her.
"Huh?" Ying'er shook her head, indicating that she was not worried about this.
When Wu Ting returned to the mountain gate, Mubatu had already finished cooking the others.
A moment later, a shocking tiger roar was heard, and the entire Chiyang Palace surrounded by mountains shook.
"This..." When the fairies in Tianshengzhai heard the roar of the tiger, they were a little panicked and subconsciously moved closer to Wu Ting.
"Keep your voice down, you're scaring people." Wu Ting said to the void.
The next moment, a blue sky white tiger came out of the void, and the person it held under its claws was the white-faced Confucian scholar who had just escaped.
The blue sky white tiger flaps its wings and circles in the sky before turning into a human form.
