The sound was not loud, but it was like a thunder that shocked the expressions of several people on the field!
"Not good!" The Gujin Pavilion Master exclaimed, and his whole body suddenly glowed with a fierce light.
At the same time, several rays of light bloomed at the same time, and a frightening and powerful aura instantly surged in the hall.
This made the other five Ye family disciples so frightened that their hearts were broken and their souls flew into the sky.
Looking at the field again, the previous obedient Ye family disciples have disappeared, replaced by a bright saint in white armor, an ancient and modern pavilion master with a purple crown and gold robe, and two temple gods in red robes sweeping the floor. A mysterious man dressed in black and wearing a mask.
The auras of several people are different, some are like the vast deep sea, some are like the endless abyss, some are like the radiance of the red sun, and some are like the violent storm.
They all looked at Liangchen who suddenly appeared at the door of the hall with vigilance.
"Hey!" Liangchen felt surprised for a moment!
Among the several people, the leading saint and the man in black had the most powerful auras, and they were both in the middle stage of divine transformation.
The lowest among the remaining three is the Ancient and Modern Pavilion Master, who is in the early stage of divine transformation, while the auras of the other two temple envoys are vague and unpredictable, but they are not weaker than the saint beside him.
What surprised him the most was that there was an extremely familiar aura mixed among these five people!
Sensing the strength of the invading enemy, Liangchen's face changed slightly, and he shouted loudly with a wry smile:
"Ancestor, something is wrong!"
Accompanied by the sound, a gust of breeze blew into the hall, transforming into a skinny old man with small round eyes.
As soon as the old man entered the palace, he threw it on the ground.
"Gudong!" A muffled sound!
A blood-stained skull rolled out far away. It was the green-faced old man pretending to be the elder of the Ye family.
When the Gujin Pavilion Master saw the head, his expression suddenly darkened again.
This person was a god-transformation monk invited from Southern Wilderness. I didn’t expect that he would be killed so quietly!
It seems that the other party has seen through the plan, and today's fierce battle is inevitable!
Fortunately, the ancestor of Wuya was also taken into consideration in the previous plan, so even if something unexpected happened, he still felt that he was sure of victory.
After all, the saint has entered the middle stage of becoming a god. Although the two divine envoys are at the peak of the early stage of becoming a god, they can use joint secret techniques to fight against the monks in the middle stage. And this masked man in black is said to be even more powerful. Not only is he already a god in the realm of advanced In the mid-term, the magical power becomes even more powerful.
Based on this calculation, even if he does not take action, he is still in a situation of three against two, and he is still guaranteed to win.
As soon as Patriarch Wuya appeared, he looked around with his small eyes.
"It's not easy to fight!"
"Hey~ why is this girl in the middle stage of becoming a god!" Kun Wuya stared at the white-armored woman who bore the brunt, exclaimed with disbelief, and then said: "She is not the one... what has happened to you? A saint?"
"Ancestor, my enemy is still in the mood to make fun of me!" Liangchen felt a little embarrassed when he heard this.
Hearing the discussion between the two, several people on the scene looked puzzled, but at this moment, the leading saint gently lifted the veil on her face, revealing a holy, clear and innocent face.
"Sure enough, it's you!" Liangchen exclaimed.
"I felt that your aura was very familiar before, but I never expected that you would enter the middle stage of transformation and become the Saint of Light again!"
This woman is clearly the temple saint who entered the spiritual pool together in the desert holy land. At that time, when several people escaped from the spiritual pool together, she was at the peak of the late Nascent Soul stage. It would not be surprising if she advanced to become a god, but she can advance In the mid-term, it’s just too unbelievable.
The people in the temple were stunned when they saw that the saint actually knew each other.
In addition, since the opponent had seen through the temple's plan, he must have prepared a countermeasure, so no one took the lead for a while.
"The temple needs you to come with us. If you are captured without any help, I can protect your life." The Saint of Light did not answer his question, but said directly.
"Haha~! You have saved my life, and I have saved your life. You and I are also destined to be together. If you retreat directly now, I can protect your life." Liangchen laughed and said slowly.
"The temple is determined to win. Even if you call for help, the result will be the same." The Saint of Light looked at Liangchen, her eyes flickering slightly, as if she really didn't want to take action.
"What if I want to give it a try?" Liangchen asked.
"Then I can only capture you." The saint said calmly, as if she was saying a very simple thing, and then turned to look at the man in black, "Leave this person to us, and ask the Witch King to bring that person to us." Just hold on!"
"Yes!" The masked man in black nodded.
After saying this, the Saintess soared into the sky with great aura, and the light of her armor became brighter and brighter. In the end, it was like a ball of scorching sun that made it difficult for people to open their eyes.
Accompanied by the blazing sun, the clothes of the masked man in black were torn to pieces, and there was a stab in the back, revealing eight ferocious blood wings. At the same time, a violent bloody aura instantly filled the entire hall.
"Roar——!" A roar came from the man in black.
Along with the roar, everyone felt their blood veins bulging, and their whole bodies felt unbearably hot.
It was difficult for the cultivators to resist, and several Ye family disciples exploded directly, turning into several balls of blood mist and scattering on the field.
"Yuan Lintian!" Liangchen was stunned when he heard the word Witch King. When he saw a few terrifying blood wings, he immediately recognized him.
It seems that there is more than one old friend!
He shouted, but Yuan Lintian didn't even look at him. He flapped his eight wings and was in front of Kun Wuya in an instant.
One finger with one hand!
"Buzz..." A golden light with ripples arrived in an instant!
Sensing the enemy's menacing approach, his face no longer looked as cynical as before, and he saw a burst of green light. He pushed with one hand.
"Roar——" A green dragon roared and rushed toward Yuan Lintian against the golden light.
"Boom!" There was a loud sound!
As soon as the blue dragon touched the golden light wave, it exploded directly, and the golden thread sank directly into the void, and when it reappeared, it was in front of the face.
Wind blew under Kun Wuya's feet, and he was about to disappear in a blur, but there was a roar in his ears, and the blood in his body started to boil again!
For a while, he couldn't even use the teleportation technique!
"Not good!" Kun Wuya's expression changed!
