There are four forest veins in Luoxian Sect.
in.
Bai Lin is the most precious.
Bailin is rich in Bailing trees.
As a high-grade spiritual wood, Bai Lingmu is famous for its hardness, lightness, and quick psychic ability. It is considered as the standard configuration of Luo Xian Sect's magic weapon.
now.
Outside Bai Lin.
Wang Huan held a red brocade and stood at the front of the team with a petite figure. He held his head high and his chest high, looking heroic and somewhat like a red owl.
Bai Lin is the territory she is protecting.
And opposite him.
A group of longevity sect disciples wearing black robes and gloomy expressions were watching eagerly.
"I hate silence."
The second senior brother of Changshou Sect, Chang Lin, ranked second among the younger generation of Changshou Sect in the early stage of foundation building.
"What are you talking about? Just do it."
Wang Huan has learned the true story of Chi Xiao, he can do it, and he will never make a fuss.
The disciples of the Luo Xian Sect accepted the order, and the magic weapon in their hands trembled and turned into several rays of light, killing the disciples of the Longevity Sect.
"I haven't tasted such a spicy girl for a long time, I like it."
Chang Lin waved.
Everyone in the longevity sect immediately counterattacked.
Without saying a word, the two sides controlled the magic weapon and fought in this void.
The powerful spiritual energy exploded, destroying the surrounding mountains and forests.
The magical power penetrates the sky, and the magic weapon shakes the mountain.
Immortal cultivators are so domineering in their battles.
This was not the first time that the two sides had fought in groups. They had known how much the other party had, which made the fight extremely fierce.
"Junior Sister Wang Huan, I have to say that Senior Brother likes women like you very much. If you agree to spend the weekend with me, I can consider it and give you a few days of grace. When your Senior Sister Chi Xiao returns, I will You take them both together.”
Chang Lin's face was full of lust, and there was a black magic sword in his hand.
"snort!"
Despite his small stature, Wang Huan is very irritable.
It was like Nezha, with red brocade flying in the air, and he whipped it out with his backhand.
"Well done."
Chang Lin didn't care at all about Wang Huan and other Luo Xian Sect disciples, he was just having fun.
The decision is praised.
The black flying sword slammed into the red brocade.
"Bang!"
A dull sound echoed in the void, and where the two magic weapons collided, a shock wave visible to the naked eye spread.
"Coming."
Chang Lin shouted, extremely excited.
The black fairy sword turned into a black python in the blink of an eye and bit Wang Huan.
Wang Huan was meticulous, and the red brocade returned and turned into a defense, surrounding her.
"Bang..."
Under the muffled sound, the black python did not shake her red brocade defense.
On the contrary, Wang Huan gave a sharp shout.
"Red Brocade·Trapped Dragon."
The red brocade bound the black python in a blink of an eye.
"Red Brocade·Fire Flame."
Wang Huan was decisive.
On the red brocade, eyes burning with red tears.
"Hiss, hiss..."
The black python roared.
It is originally a sinister thing, but now it is being burned by red flames, how can it survive.
After struggling wildly, he did not escape from the binding of the red brocade.
With a final bang, it turned into a black fairy sword.
The black fairy sword tried to fly back to Chang Lin's hand, but it was Wang Huan who controlled the red brocade, swinging its tail like a dragon, and struck it with a banging sound.
The black second-grade flying sword was immediately drawn and split into pieces, losing its spirituality.
"Asshole, how dare you destroy my magic weapon."
Chang Lin was furious and immediately threw out several spiritual talismans in his hand and attacked Wang Huan fiercely.
Wang Huan stepped into the void, surrounded by red brocade, blocking all spiritual talisman attacks.
"Skyfire is popular."
Wang Huan clasped his hands together and pressed down suddenly.
The red brocade emits dazzling red light and turns into countless fashions falling from the sky.
Chang Lin was shocked and hurriedly tried his best to defend himself.
"Boom boom boom..."
Under the series of explosions, Chang Lin vomited blood and was severely injured.
Battles between immortal cultivators, battles in the special foundation-building period, often end in a very short period of time.
Whoever has the strongest magical power and the strongest magic weapon will win in the end.
"You alone are worthy of mentioning my senior sister."
Wang Huan's contempt was without any modification.
"Wang Huan, you really don't have to drink wine as a penalty." Chang Lin's face was gloomy and terrible. "Today, you and I have to make a decision."
Chang Lin looked arrogant and shouted, "Senior brother, help me."
Under the words.
Whoosh.
In the jungle, a black flying sword sprang out and headed straight for Wang Huan.
Wang Huan was well prepared, and with a movement of his body, he rode the red brocade to escape.
But the black flying sword has locked her, making it difficult to escape.
"Go away."
Wang Huan shouted fiercely, and the red brocade struck the black flying sword hard.
But the black flying sword trembled suddenly, immediately removing the strength of the red brocade, and then approached Wang Huan again.
"Red brocade, sky cone."
Seeing this, Wang Huan suddenly swung the red brocade with his arm, which immediately turned into a red sky cone and fiercely faced the black flying sword.
The two collide.
A tyrannical force immediately shook the sky cone away, and a whooshing sound flew past Wang Huan's ears.
Wang Huan immediately broke into a cold sweat.
The response was extremely quick.
"retreat."
With a sharp shout, he took the lead into Bai Lin's forest protection formation.
The disciples of the Luoxian Sect who were fighting reacted very quickly. They all broke out to force their opponents back and retreated into the forest protection formation in an orderly manner.
"Sister Huanhuan, are you not injured?"
Someone came forward to ask about Wang Huan's injury.
Wang Huan shook his head and said that he was not injured.
"Junior Sister Wang Huan, why did you retreat? You are being beaten."
Chang Lin took a healing pill and continued to stand at the front of the team arrogantly.
"Chang Lin, why don't you show some shame? If you can't beat Senior Sister Huanhuan yourself, then you can ask the disciples of the previous generation to help you. Your longevity sect is really shameless in the extreme."
Some disciples of the Luoxian Sect were dissatisfied and stepped forward to call for formation.
"I bother!"
Chang Lin was not ashamed, but proud.
"Do you think I'm playing house with you? Who stipulated that the disciples of the previous generation can't help? Besides, I just counted them on purpose just to make your senior sister fooled. I didn't expect that my Huanhuan's reaction was pretty good Come on, I really like it more and more.”
Chang Lin looked at Wang Huan unscrupulously, and his look made all the Luo Xian Sect disciples angry.
"Chang Lin, your longevity sect relies on its large number of people. If it weren't for the absence of my senior brother Li Jun and senior sister Chi Xiao, I would have allowed you to be so arrogant."
Everyone was dissatisfied.
If Li Junchi Xiao's martial arts is there, even if there is someone in the middle stage of foundation building on the opposite side, he will not be afraid.
It's a pity that the three of them wandered elsewhere in the Eastern Region and couldn't come back at all.
"That's right." Chang Lin spread his hands and said as if a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water. "We just rely on the number of people. What can you do to me?"
Chang Lin looks like this, making people itch with hatred.
But there is no way.
Senior brothers from the longevity sect came to help.
The Luo Xian Sect has rules that prohibit the previous generation from helping.
Even if a lot of resources have been plundered or even blocked, the previous generation is not allowed to help.
The previous generation had their mission, and their mission was to protect Bai Lin.
If they couldn't even protect Bai Lin, then they deserved it.
"Why, you think I can't do anything to you if you don't speak."
Chang Lin looked cunning.
"Come here, break the formation."
Said.
Three formation masters came from the rear of the team, and under the protection of two disciples of the longevity sect in the middle stage of foundation building, they came to Bai Lin's forest protection formation and began to break the formation.
Bai Lin's forest protection formation is at the second level.
And generally speaking.
Formation masters in the foundation-building stage only need time to break any second-level formation, but the time may vary.
so.
It was only a matter of time before the forest protection formation was broken.
Two of the remaining three forest veins of the Luo Xian Sect have been completely destroyed and were snatched away by the Longevity Sect.
The remaining one is also being attacked by force, and I believe it will be breached soon.
Bai Lin.
As the most precious forest vein among the four forest veins, it is divided into three layers, and the strength of the second-order formation is significantly higher than the other three.
But so what.
As long as you give the opponent time, you can destroy them one by one, and sooner or later they will be occupied by the longevity sect.
At this moment.
There is nothing anyone can do.
Only Wang Huan stood up alone.
