"when!"
The green spear stabbed the spear accurately.
The spear suddenly felt like it was struck by electricity. Not only did it retreat quickly, it also trembled.
Hou Hou, who was behind the spear, retreated continuously, with a look of horror in his eyes.
One shot knocked back the spear, and Xiao Qing held the spear and stabbed Xiang Fangtian again with his halberd.
"when!"
Fang Tian Hua Ji was also repelled, and Sikong Daoyuan also followed closely and retreated.
The world was quiet.
Everyone looked at the heroic and heroic woman holding a spear, flying through the air, with shock on her face.
"It's a human being!"
"Too strong!"
"She alone can completely block Sikong Daoyuan and Mou Hou!"
"..."
While everyone was exclaiming, Xiao Qing descended from the mountain like a ferocious tiger, roaring into the sea. After driving away Sikong Daoyuan and Mou Hou with two shots, he did not stop there. Instead, he danced with his spear, filling the sky with spear light, and the spear light gathered together. Together, it's like huge green dragons wagging their heads and tails, waving their claws.
Sikong Daoyuan and Mou Hou quickly urged Fang Tian to draw halberds and spears to resist.
However, under Xiao Qing's violent attack, the two of them were defeated one after another. Sweat broke out on their foreheads, and the blood rushed to their faces and was suppressed forcefully.
Xiao Qing became more courageous as she fought.
It had been a long time since she had fought so heartily.
The martial arts she has learned over the years, and the precious medicine of flesh and blood deposited in her body, are constantly being stimulated as she fights with two high-grade Taoist immortals at the Immortal Lord level.
Not only did her strength show no sign of weakening during the battle, on the contrary, it continued to increase.
Mou Tai looked in the direction of Mirage Mountain from a distance, and saw that his nephew and Sikong Dao were far from Xiao Qing's opponents. Their expressions were changing, and they were in a dilemma.
With his current status and status, since he has already made it clear that he wants to fight, if he is timid before fighting and retreats without fighting, he will not only lose more face, but also deal a big blow to his Taoist heart.
Moreover, Yuan Shen has already gone to war, and if Mou Tai chooses to retreat without fighting, Yuan Shen will definitely settle the score with him afterwards.
"We can only give it a try! I will definitely defeat the headmaster of Wuji Sect!" Soon, Mou Tai's eyes burst out with a powerful look of confidence.
Then, a spear shot out of the air, activating the power of the avenue, like a huge dragon, rushing towards the battlefield where Jin Peng and others were.
Relying on his identity, Mou Tai was unable to directly attack Mirage Dragon Mountain. Instead, he chose to repel Jin Peng and others, allowing Taoist immortals from all forces to rush towards Mirage Dragon Mountain, thus swarming into Mirage Dragon Mountain.
In this way, everyone will only be grateful to him and Yuan Shen, instead of laughing at him and Yuan Shen for taking action.
Of course, the most critical thing is the headmaster of Wuji Sect.
Mou Tai knew very well that his shot would definitely attract the headmaster of Wuji Sect to take action.
Once the headmaster of Wuji Sect takes action, there is actually not much difference whether he kills Jinpeng and others or kills Mirage Longshan.
In this case, a battle is nearby.
"Moutai finally took action!"
"I really didn't expect that the opportunity of Mirage Dragon Mountain would actually trigger two top-level Taoist immortals to attack Wuji Sect."
"Yes, who would have thought that the Wuji Sect is so powerful! And even if Mou Tai takes action, most of the opportunities in Mirage Mountain will probably fall into the hands of the Wuji Sect, because the headmaster of the Wuji Sect will definitely intervene to stop it."
Seeing that Mou Tai finally took action, the people watching the battle were talking a lot and feeling incomprehensible, while Xianjun Yuan Sui and others were in great spirits.
"Mu Tai, I've been waiting for you!" A voice filled with metal and giving an extremely hard and sharp sound sounded between heaven and earth.
Then over at Central City, a golden flying sword soared into the sky.
The flying sword mobilized the power of the avenue and turned into a sword river with bright golden light and sword energy.
The sword river comes from the sky, mighty and sharp.
Wherever it passed, the space was split apart, and the chaotic space power stirred up the foggy sea area, causing huge waves to surge into the sky.
The golden sword river rushed straight towards Mou Tai.
Gengjin's killing energy penetrated his body, and even Mou Tai felt pain on his skin and a slight shock in his heart.
Mou Tai did not dare to underestimate this sword, and the spear shot through the air turned around and faced the Jianhe River.
"Headmaster of Wuji Sect, you finally took action!" Mou Tai raised his voice while turning his spear, his fighting spirit rising.
"Haha, Mou Tai, you are too proud of yourself, you are worthy of my master!" The metallic voice sounded again, a man in white with a somewhat elegant temperament, but was as sharp as a sword. Appear behind Jianhe.
"It's Zuo Cong! It's Zuo Cong, the master of Tianbao Sect!"
"How can this be!"
"How could he be the opponent of Supreme Immortal Mou Tai?"
"The power of his sword is actually comparable to that of a top-level Taoist immortal!"
The people watching the battle exclaimed, and Cen Feiyue and other people in Yuntian Pavilion were even more shocked.
They had fought against Zuo Cong and knew very well that more than a hundred years ago, his strength was barely among the ranks of top-grade Taoist immortals, even worse than Jin Peng and others.
But now, with his sword strike, not to mention the elders of Yuntian Pavilion and others, even Cen Feiyue felt frightened.
He knows very well that he is definitely no match for Zuo Cong now!
Could it be that he hid his strength more than a hundred years ago?
Or should we say that in just over a hundred years, he went from barely joining the ranks of high-grade Taoist immortals to becoming the top high-grade Taoist immortals!
But how is this possible?
"It's not the headmaster of Wuji Sect!" Mou Tai's face suddenly changed, and there was a hint of fear in his eyes.
It wasn't Zuo Cong who frightened him.
But a powerful figure like Zuo Cong is actually just a disciple of the headmaster of Wuji Sect!
But Mou Tai could no longer think deeply at this time.
Because Jianhe has already charged towards them.
"Boom!"
The spear was wrapped with surging power, like an angry dragon rushing into the river.
Suddenly, the sword river surged into the sea, huge waves rose into the sky, and countless waves fell. Every drop of the waves was filled with sword light and gun light, rushing in all directions, and dense holes were pierced through the void.
Jianhe wants to trap the angry dragon.
The angry dragon wants to completely overturn Jianhe and destroy it.
The two started a fierce game and fight in the air.
After the Raging Dragon, Mou Tai's face was extremely gloomy and ugly, while after the Jianhe, Zuo Cong, who was dressed in white, besides exuding an extremely sharp aura, looked calm, free and elegant, and had the demeanor of a powerful swordsman.
"Boom!"
Mirage Dragon Mountain continued to squeeze into the Imperial World, and the entire mist sea began to tremble, and the space around Mirage Dragon Mountain collapsed more and more severely.
The space around Printing and Dying Moon Sees Mirage Dragon Mountain is collapsing more and more severely. The time to enter Mirage Dragon Mountain is coming soon. Finally, he no longer watches. He has the Purple Sky Thunder Staff in his hand, pointing at Sikong Daoyuan and Mou Hou respectively.
"thunderbolt!"
"Boom!"
The void was torn apart.
The terrifying purple thunder dragon rushed out of the torn void and struck at Sikong Daoyuan and Mou Hou.
Purple lightning covered the sky like spider webs, and the endless aura of destructive power filled the world.
