Yin Longxiang had no choice but to deal with the last part of the demonic thunder first. Although he could not free his hands at this time, he could only hear a sudden sword cry behind it, and countless sword lights suddenly appeared, colliding with the demonic calamity.
But at this moment, several figures flew in from different directions, all heading towards the falling Zhengyang Mace. I only heard an old voice saying, "Yin Longxiang! I haven't seen you for a long time. Your strength is even better than before. But today I am fighting with you. Thank you for the gift." Before he finished speaking, Zhengyang mace suddenly appeared next to him. A black figure shrouded in black mist grabbed the Zhengyang Mace, and at the same time shot out several black lights and shadows with one palm, hitting several other figures who also rushed to seize the Zhengyang Mace.
Yin Longxiang knew that the person who spoke was the ancestor of the demon tribe Netherworld, but he was very helpless at the moment. He was holding his beloved disciple in one hand and the Haechi, which was still more than ten feet in size, in the other hand. He also had to fight against the last bit of the demonic power of the demon. thunder. Watching all this happening, but having no time to deal with it. Seeing that the Nether Demon was about to leave with the Zhengyang Mace, he shouted, "Yuan Chihe!" Unexpectedly, at this critical moment, the person Yin Longxiang called was actually the red-haired and red-faced Elder Yuan. But this can't be blamed on him, because the sect's sect-protecting formations are generally of the defensive type, and they can be somewhat effective in dealing with thunder bombardments, but they are undoubtedly powerless against these strong men flying in the sky, like a lion biting a mosquito. But he couldn't get away, and because some mountains within the Yin-Yang Sect had disloyal intentions, he couldn't call the seven masters. Otherwise, if those with evil intentions took advantage of the chaos and started internal strife, it would be a small matter. If the formation fails to operate properly and is invaded by those forces that are spying in the dark, the consequences will be disastrous. Therefore, he immediately thought of Elder Yuan.
The red-faced and red-haired Elder Yuan immediately appeared in the sky when he heard Yin Longxiang's call. He took the Shangguan Wuhui and Xie Zhi that he threw over and returned to the formation. Only then did Yin Longxiang stop restraining himself and raised his hands. I saw that the remaining power of the sky thunder was actually pulled by him, and hit the several beings who were fighting fiercely with the old demon of the netherworld to compete for the righteousness.
Good guy! This move is simply dumbfounding. Although Yin Longxiang can use the power of the Protector's Grand Formation to exhaust the remaining thunder, this will take a while. If he did that, by the time he freed up his hands, it is estimated that these intruders would have escaped with the Zhengyang Mace. No trace left. Faced with this tight situation, he simply kept doing nothing. Since these powerful men who came to plot evil had been lurking and watching the show for several days, he couldn't let them idle and let them have a taste of the way of heaven. The power of demonic calamity!
What kind of people are those who are fighting against the old demon of the nether world? As soon as these ghostly demon thunders move toward them, they immediately feel something in their hearts. But all this happened in a flash of lightning, and no one of them could give up and escape while they were fighting. This heavenly demon tribulation had some remaining power, and it was not easily driven by Yin Longxiang. However, as soon as the ghostly demon thunder locked onto the Zhengyang Mace that the Nether Demon was holding at the moment, it immediately raised up the remaining power of the demonic tribulation and bombarded it with great force. !
"Yin Longxiang! You!..." The people who were fighting were ready to curse. Yin Longxiang diverted the trouble away, and they were all locked by the magic thunder for a moment! However, they belong to different camps, and no one dares to take the lead in stopping the attack. They are suddenly in a dilemma, being attacked from both sides. Especially the Nether Demon, he really felt like he was unlucky at this moment. He held the Zhengyang Mace in his hand, but the weapon spirit inside was still resisting. Moreover, he was besieged by so many masters, and now he was targeted by the Demon Tribulation. , at this moment he felt that he was the one who was cheated. But they couldn't think about any of this anymore, because the magic thunder reached above their heads.
"Sea of Netherworld Demons!" At the last moment, the Netherworld Old Demon gritted his teeth and gave up his trump card, using his special skills. According to legend, this Nether Ancestor was originally born in the Nether Illusion Realm. It was only after he left the Nether Illusion Realm that he cultivated his body and achieved his current level of cultivation. He has countless demon sons and grandsons, so he is called "Ancestor of the Netherworld". Moreover, his disciples rely on the protection of the Netherworld Old Demon to do evil everywhere and bring disaster to the Lingzhou Continent. Therefore, they are incompatible with the Zhengdao Sect, and of course they also have a lot of grudges with the Yin Yang Sect. He originally thought that with his own cultivation, he could take advantage of this opportunity to seize this unparalleled magic weapon forged in a great catastrophe, but he didn't expect that Yin Longxiang would make such a move. He also knew that he usually offended many people, so he decisively abandoned his treasures and used his best methods. I saw that this Nether Demonic Sea was even more ghastly and terrifying than the Netherworld Illusion, and it contained the demons and evil spirits that the Netherworld Old Demon had refined using secret methods over countless years. But this time he met the ancestor of the familiar. I saw that that day As soon as the demonic thunder of Dao Mojie came into contact with his Netherworld Demonic Sea, the demonic demons inside immediately let out shrill screams and fled in all directions. Those who had no time to escape were directly corroded by the magic thunder, and then disappeared into thin air. Although Old Demon Netherworld felt extremely distressed, he could only hold on with difficulty because it was important to save his life.
Looking at the other masters, there are still some who are not afraid of death. Seeing the old demon Netherworld letting go of the Zhengyang Mace, the Black Dragon King from Suo Yaolin immediately grabbed it, but the next second he was touched by the magic thunder. I expected that its hundreds of thousands of years of black dragon body could withstand it, but I didn't expect that as soon as it came into contact with the magic thunder, there was a "crackling" explosion, and the scales and flesh of the black dragon were blown away. "Ah! Black Dragon Nine Transformations!" The Black Dragon King knew that he could not resist, so he immediately threw out the Zhengyang Mace in his claws, and used his most powerful magical power to resist the scattered magic thunder bombardment.
"Haha! It seems that none of you can do it!" At this time, another woman who hid herself in the white clouds caught the Zhengyang Mace, "Cloud Sea Fantasy!" and used her own magical power. But she miscalculated the next second, because although the fantasy dream of the sea of clouds could temporarily transfer and fold the energy of the demonic calamity to other time and space, those ghostly demonic thunders did not dissipate, but bombarded them again. Within a few breaths, more and more were added up, "Ah!" Her fantasy dream of the sea of clouds finally couldn't hold on any longer, and the Zhengyang Mace flew out from the clouds. And she herself exclaimed again, but no one paid attention to her anymore.
At this time, although there were still people who were eager to try the Zhengyang mace, no one dared to snatch this hot potato anymore when they saw the magic thunder falling like a maggot attached to a bone. Because they were all locked by the magic thunder just now, although only a few of them were hit, they were still in a hurry and couldn't help but grit their teeth at Yin Longxiang.
Only then did Yin Longxiang have the opportunity to seize Zhengyang's trump card, but as soon as he teleported closer, he was blocked by a purple figure. "Hey, Old Ghost Yin, do you want a baby? We seem to have some grievances that need to be resolved." When Yin Longxiang saw the person, he turned out to be Ling Chunjian, the deputy head of Tianyuan Sword Valley.
"Hmph! Ling Chunjian, are you worthy of stopping me?" Yin Longxiang was really furious. Such a low-profile figure is now trying to stop him.
"Haha, Old Ghost Yin! Of course he is not qualified alone, and there are us!" When Yin Longxiang heard this, he knew that it was Yu Gangtian, the elder of the Yu Dynasty. Standing next to him were Han Jietao from Wushang Pavilion and Jueqing Valley. Wu Changxin. Yin Longxiang didn't say anything, and countless sword lights appeared out of thin air. This was his answer.
Sometimes those so-called decent people do things that make even evil and heretics feel ashamed. They knew full well that they could not seize Zhengyang's trump card, so they simply came to stop Yin Longxiang. They would rather let the evil heretics snatch away this newly born unparalleled magic weapon than to see the Yin Yang Sect, which is also a righteous sect, become stronger. So Yin Longxiang didn't bother to say anything and just took action.
Although the four of them joined forces, they were still facing a formidable enemy, and each used their strongest methods! I saw Ling Chun's swordsman making sword moves, and a crystal light sword appeared immediately! Yu Mantian, on the other hand, is a pair of golden long swords, which grow when they see the wind, like two golden dragons standing in a row. Han Jietao used a whisk, and the silk thread at the front of the whisk rolled toward Yin Longxiang like waves and waterfalls. Look again, what Wu Changxin sacrifices is a heart-shaped magic weapon, exuding pink brilliance. But no matter how hard they tried, Yin Longxiang was not afraid at all, and seemed to want to teach them a lesson. A Yin-Yang Tai Chi diagram suddenly appeared in front of him, and there was endless sword light between the Yin-Yang fish, as if they were like a school of sardines in the vast sea. And out. Although these sword lights are far different in appearance compared to the magic weapons of the four people, their power cannot be underestimated if they are endless and indomitable.
I saw the sword light hitting the magic weapons of the four of them, making a "ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, ping, bang" sound as if it were raining. Each ray of sword light could tremble the hearts of the four of them. Because they only knew Yin Longxiang was strong before, but they had never fought against him. Today I really got what I wanted, but I also know the difference. Yin Longxiang is most worried about the safety of Shangguan Wuhui and Haezhi now, and secondly, he is worried that the trump card of Zhengyang will not be taken away by the evil heretics. He doesn't pay attention to the four of them at all, and just wants a quick victory. Wu Changxin's heart-shaped magic weapon could not hold up at first. Not only was the pink brilliance extinguished by the sword light, but also with the continuous collision of the sword light, the heart-shaped magic weapon kept vibrating like a big bell in the temple, and only " With a "click" sound, Wu Changxin spurted out a mouthful of blood, and cracks appeared in the heart-shaped magic weapon.
"Brothers, I have something to do in Jueqing Valley, so I'll excuse you." Wu Changxin knew that if he didn't leave, he would be punished by Yin Longxiang's wrath. While the other three were still struggling to resist, they immediately dodged and fled. But how could Yin Longxiang let him get away so easily? Taking advantage of his timidity, he killed him with many sword rays. "Ah! Old Ghost Yin, this revenge will be avenged one day, just wait!" The pieces of clothes still dripping with blood slowly fell in the air.
When Ling Chunjian saw Wu Changxin running away, he immediately felt uneasy. His crystal light sword could no longer hold up. After a tremor, there was a "Bang!" and a piece of the sword tip was broken off. However, it was better than Wu Changxin. No serious injuries. "You! Old Ghost Yin!..." Ling Chunjian was about to say harsh words when he found more sword lights flying towards him. He immediately lost his courage and swung the crystal light sword with all his strength. Say hello and disappear.
"Huh?" Yu Mantian was already thinking about scolding his mother at this moment. This teammate left as soon as he said so. How heartless! He was just thinking that Wu Changxin and Ling Chunjian were too unfaithful, but Han Jietao from Wushang Pavilion didn't even say a word, and ran away as soon as he put away the fly whisk.
Just when Yu Gangtian was stunned, all the sword lights from Yin Longxiang attacked him without sparing any effort. "Old ghost Yin! You've gone too far!" It was impossible for Yu Mantian to escape easily at this moment. He was locked tightly by Yin Longxiang, so he used his two golden swords to resist as much as possible. Originally, if the four of them were united, they could hold Yin Longxiang off for a while. However, they had their own agendas from the beginning and did not use their full strength. In this way, they worked independently, and were easily defeated by Yin Longxiang. Now only Yu Gangtian is left, and even he himself knows that he is no match.
"Hmph! You are just a mess, but you still have the nerve to disgrace my decent reputation!" After Yin Longxiang said this, he fired the sword light with all his strength. Although Yu Dynasty and Yin Yang Sect did not deal with them, they still belonged to the righteous sect after all, so he would not kill them all.
But even so, it was still difficult for Yu Gangtian to resist, and the light of his swords became increasingly dim. There was a "click" sound, and cracks appeared in one of the swords. Yu Gangtian no longer fought hard, sheathed her swords, turned around and ran away!
(To be continued...)
