Young Master Beiyan and others were being suppressed by their opponents. Seeing the formation of the trap, they felt even more desperate.
When everyone was in confusion, when they heard Yuan Ming say this, they all seemed to grasp at straws. They didn't bother to think about whether Yuan Ming could really break the formation, and everyone said yes.
But outside the formation, Mr. Guo laughed twice and said: "You junior, you really don't know the heights of the world. This formation is a trap that I carefully researched. You are allowed in but not allowed out. It is a monk in the Danjie stage." It takes a lot of effort, how dare you, a monk in the Foundation Establishment Stage, speak so loudly? Haha, if you can really do it, I will eat this formation plate in front of you!"
Yuan Ming glanced at Mr. Guo with a half-smile, and said lightly: "Senior, please prepare more water to moisten your throat."
After finishing speaking, he flipped the bloody knife in his hand, and a flash of sword light flashed, with bloody knife shadows crisscrossing the sky. The foundation-building monk who was fighting with him suddenly had his eyes blurred, and he stood there in a daze, motionless, and the magic weapon in his hand could not move. Hanging in mid-air.
"Tsk"
With a flash of blood, the monk's head easily rolled to the ground, but his body couldn't help but stand upright on the spot.
Huazhi also showed off his power at the same moment, tightly binding his opponent through the purple-black fort protruding from the ground, and injecting a large amount of poison, causing him to lose the ability to fight on the spot.
Then Huazhi swayed and stood beside Yuan Ming.
Almost at the same time, Yuan Ming patted the storage bag, and King Kong appeared on the other side of Yuan Ming.
Before the smile on Mr. Guo's face faded, two of his own monks were defeated in the formation, and there was an extra golden-haired monster ape as tall as one person. The smile on his face suddenly froze.
When other people present saw this, they also had different expressions, and their attention was focused on Yuan Ming and the Huazhi King Kong beside him.
"It turns out there is a powerful monster around you. No wonder you have such confidence."
After Mr. Guo finished speaking, he opened his mouth and spit out a small bronze cauldron. It whirled in the air and suddenly became one foot in size. Then many patterns carved on the cauldron lit up one after another, and several golden fireballs the size of human heads emerged from the cauldron. It emerged from the cauldron, roaring, and rushed towards Yuan Ming and Huazhi King Kong.
However, King Kong saw this scene and had no intention of dodge.
But seeing him take a sudden step, open his arms, and hit his chest with a fist as big as a casserole, a dull sound like a bell followed, he turned sideways, put his arms behind his back, his fist was at the same level as his waist, and his breathing became tense. When he became stronger, thunderous breath even came out of his nose, and his internal organs beat violently like a drum.
The golden fireball penetrated the formation and came to King Kong in an instant. At that moment, King Kong suddenly inhaled. Everyone in the camp suddenly felt as if a strong wind was blowing, and it rolled them towards King Kong. Two steps.
The next moment, Quan Gang's left fist coiled out with invisible force and surged out from his fist. Everyone felt their ears were silent for a moment, and then there was a violent sound, and the incoming fireball exploded out of thin air, and those flames It was ravaged by the strong wind brought out by the fist, and disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The force of the fist continued unabated, and the next breath hit the formation mask, tearing a hole out of thin air. There was a sound of shattering glass, and the formation mask collapsed instantly, but the fist force did not dissipate. , continue to move forward, heading all the way towards Mr. Guo.
"Hundred Steps Divine Fist!" Seeing this, Mr. Guo turned pale with fright and shouted in a panic. Then he quickly retreated backwards and quickly retreated to a hundred steps away from the King Kong.
And King Kong's punch followed him, faster than Mr. Guo. However, although this punch was extremely fierce, its power was greatly reduced when it was a hundred steps away. When it fell in front of Mr. Guo, only A breeze brushed his cheek.
Even so, Mr. Guo looked frightened. Judging from the expression on his face, he seemed to have recalled some bad memories.
During the formation, Yuan Ming had a calm look on his face from beginning to end, as if he had already anticipated the power of King Kong's punch, and did not show any surprise.
However, the moment King Kong broke through the formation, he immediately put the King Kong power and flower branches back into the spirit beast bag, then stretched out of the thunderstorm, turned over and jumped on it, escaped from the gap opened by the formation, and headed southwest Douya returned to the ground and galloped away.
What is the truth about Baidanfang’s escort mission? Yuan Ming also
It was unclear. With the situation taking a turn for the worse, he naturally would not work hard for Baidanfang. Especially Chai Jiujin's strange reaction when he was attacked by the enemy made him feel that there must be a hidden secret in this escort.
As for the elixir-cleansing liquid, Ai Ming knew that he had many means. Once he knew its whereabouts, it was not difficult to get it. There was no need to get involved in unnecessary disputes and get himself into trouble for a promise that he didn't know was true or false.
But he wanted to get out, but Mr. Guo didn't want to let him go.
Seeing Yuan Ming riding away on the spiritual beast, Mr. Guo's face darkened.
He glanced at the other people in the formation who were still fighting, and saw that his men seemed to be able to hold on to these people for a while, so he decisively took out a green talisman and slapped it on his body, and pinched it with his other hand. Jue, his body rose up from the ground, turned into a ray of light, and chased Yuan Ming.
Chai Jiujin and the young monk chased each other, and flew hundreds of miles away in the blink of an eye. The distance between them had narrowed to thirty inches.
Lightning flashed at the fingertips of the young monk, and a slender purple lightning shot out, but it turned out to be a small purple electric sword.
The purple sword was incredibly fast. It covered a distance of thirty feet in a flash and stabbed Chai Jiujin in the heart. At this moment, nine earth-yellow flying knives shot out from the ground, forming a knife network and covering the purple electric sword. After a series of loud noises of gold and iron, the small purple electric sword was knocked back, and the earthy yellow flying knife was knocked away.
The young monk was startled, summoned his purple sword and turned around to escape.
However, the void behind them fluctuated, and five or six figures appeared, led by a bear-backed man with white and yellow hair, whose cultivation had reached the middle stage of pill formation.
Yan Sijing and Yan Siyun stood on a white flying boat, suspended near the yellow-haired man. Everyone else is also in the middle of the foundation building stage, and none of them are weak in the later stages of cultivation.
Chai Jiujin also flew back and joined forces with Yan Sijing and others to surround the young monk.
"All the two major alchemy-formation offerings of Baidanfang are here. It seems that Baidanfang has come prepared this time and made a special arrangement to arrest me." After the young monk panicked, he immediately regained his composure.
"Bitch thief, you robbed my caravan and killed my uncle. Today's retribution has arrived!" Yan Sijing sternly raised a black giant pen magic weapon and was about to strike it out.
"Who is your Excellency? Why do you keep getting in trouble with me, Baidanfang?" Yan Siyun stopped her sister and asked.
The young monk remained silent.
The yellow-haired man suddenly shouted, and a white ancient mirror appeared in front of him, shooting a dazzling crystal light into the void more than ten feet away.
A piece of white crystal light exploded, and the figure of the young monk emerged. The figure of the young man surrounded by the crowd shattered like a bubble, turning into a crystal white talisman, and then completely shattered with a bang.
"Stand-in charm!" Yan Sijing was shocked and angry.
The tall man with yellow hair, with a figure like lightning, blocked the young monk again.
"Since there is no answer to the question, please leave your life here today." Yan Yun said lightly.
When Chai Jiujin and the big man with yellow hair heard this, they immediately controlled the magic weapon and took action.
With a flicker of the ice jade ring, it turned into five illusory and real ring shadows, and enveloped the young monk's body.
Huang Fahan's nine-handled flying knife was faster, with afterimages stabbing at the young monk's vitals. Yan Sijing raised a huge black pen, and hundreds of black filaments shot out from the tip of the pen, hitting the green monk. Other foundation-building monks swooped over, sacrificing magical weapons one after another, and started hitting each other with overwhelming force.
"Damn it!" The young monk was shocked and angry, and hurriedly activated the purple electric sword and the jade seal to resist. Various kinds of rays of light appeared frequently, and the two sides fought together.
Mr. Guo's escape speed far surpassed that of Thunderstorm, but perhaps because he was afraid of the existence of King Kong, he always hung behind Yuan Ming, maintaining a distance of at least a hundred steps. At the same time, he activated his magic weapon and shot orange-red fireballs the size of a human head towards him. Yuan Ming is here.
Yuan Ming controlled the thunderstorm to avoid the fireball cleverly. When he looked back and saw Mr. Guo chasing after him, he suddenly felt angry. When it came to fighting alone, he was not afraid of Mr. Guo. He just didn't want to cause trouble, but the other party turned out to be so unwilling. No mercy.
As soon as he thought of this, his mind moved, and a soul crow suddenly appeared in the clouds above Mr. Guo's head. The bird's beak opened, and a black sound wave directly hit the unsuspecting Mr. Guo.
Guo Lao's crow sound hit him, and he immediately felt his sea of consciousness tremble, his soul trembled, and he was briefly dizzy for a moment. When he came back to his senses, he found that he was still standing in mid-air, but Yuan Ming, who he had just been chasing, had long since disappeared. Instead, it was the young monk who went to hunt down Chai Jiujin.
At this time, the young monk had a corpse on his left and right hands, and it looked like they were Chai Jiujin and Yuan Ming.
"Trash, I asked you to kill those people, and you actually let them escape! If I hadn't arrived in time, how would you have ended up?" the young monk scolded.
Mr. Guo suddenly panicked and immediately stepped forward: "Young Master, forgive me..."
But at this moment, a cool feeling suddenly came from his waist and abdomen, and it instantly rushed into his sea of consciousness, as if someone poured a head of ice water on his head, making him wake up instantly.
The scene in front of him also changed rapidly. The figure of the young monk disappeared instantly, and was replaced by Yuan Ming standing on Lei Yu's back, with a bit of surprise in his eyes.
At the same time, a streak of blood-colored sword light struck toward the body in a daze, with a total distance of only seven or eight feet.
Mr. Guo was so frightened that he turned his head. He immediately shot the magic formula with his right hand, and the red magic power surged out from his white-sleeved robe. In the blink of an eye, a flame formed in front of him, blocking the bloody sword light.
So in a hurry, the magic was condensed, and the flame quality card was not strong enough. He held it against the bloody sword light for a moment and was struck by the sand. This short time was enough for Guo Laozhao to protect himself with the magic weapon. body.
Yuan Ming refused to take the blood-transforming knife and fought with the magic weapon, and immediately recalled it. At this time, Mr. Guo's attention was not on the blood knife, but on Yuan Ming, with a look of fear in his eyes.
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