Monk Isin really wanted to leave. His voice became lower and lower, farther and more and more vague. He was obviously moving away, and he used a very strange escape technique to cover up his whereabouts.

Yu Ci looked up at the Phantom Demon Golden Tower. It seemed that the Poison Monk gave up a top-grade magic weapon to win himself the chance to escape... His decisive behavior was indeed extraordinary.

"Gan Xianchang!"

This is Hu Dan's rapid voice. In this case, people always follow the class and rank seniority based on their strength. When He Qing is trapped, Gan Shizhen is naturally the one in charge. Yu Ci, who is usually extremely transcendent, has to be omitted at this time.

The slim female cultivator looked at her and turned back without any indication.

Hu Dan was stunned, He Qing, who had been hanging in the air, opened his eyes. Then a sharp roar sounded, like a silver bottle bursting. At that moment, it seemed as if hundreds of stacks of power were twisted into the roar and exploded with a bang!

"Buzz!"

A circle of extremely light and thin ripples were centered on He Qing, spreading on all sides and disappeared in one flash. This is because the sound of roar is extremely targeted and naturally dissipates very little. Fortunately, Yu Ci and others also made a bang in their minds, as if they were twisted their necks and shook their heads violently, and they were dizzy and vomiting. When they looked at the scenery beside them, they had ghosts.

He only vaguely heard Gan Shizhen say: "The Great Breakup Curse!"

It was a spell... Yu Ci pressed his forehead and slowly recovered from the impact of the sound waves. The immortal chiefs of Lichen Sect, Xie Yan and Yu Zhou, who saw these swords, were good at using swords, and Jie Yan had a deep attainment in talismans. As for He Qing, he was undoubtedly good at spells. The spell system in the cultivation world has a huge structure and many branches, but its most fundamental method of casting is undoubtedly the sound of spells!

The sound of the curse is like a knife, carrying the sharp and powerful aura, passing by in the air.

The black golden light above has already split and long marks are split. However, it is as thin as a hair, but it is enough. The Eighteen Yin Demon Wheel Formation is difficult to isolate He Qing’s connection with the external energy, and one out of control is a chain reaction.

He Qing pursed his lips and stopped roaring, his eyes were cold, and he swept the long marks. A stream of light suddenly flew from the sky, instantly crossing the void ten miles, falling down like a meteor. The monks around him could only hear the long sound of chirping in, and then they saw the flowing light penetrated, originally covering the black golden light above his head torn and disintegrate at a visual amplitude.

This was like a sign. At the top of the magical demon golden tower, the lotus platform made of monsters spliced ​​together, suddenly there was a spontaneous sharp sound. At the same time, the fog flowed one after another, turning into a huge phantom in the void, as if there were really powerful demons appearing in the human world, stunning.

However, in front of the streamer that flew from the sky, these phantoms seemed to be in appearance. The streamer flashed by, and under the strong light of the radius, the phantom of the demon instantly disappeared and collapsed simply, like a farce rehearsed in advance!

However, none of Yu Ci and others around dared to think so.

When the flowing magic shadow hit, their ears were deafening explosions. The energy of heaven and earth was almost boiling, and they stormed around them, blowing the stone bricks and tiles on the ruins of Baoyan Pagoda just now, and they threw them hundreds of feet away.

Then, in this chaotic explosion, there was a "click" sound, and then the black golden light opera was in full swing.

Dong Shan cried out in dismay: "I bumped into it!"

The streamer and the magic demon golden tower collided head-on!

At that moment, a twisted crack in the outer layer of the golden tower quickly extended and spread to the base of the tower in a blink of an eye. A layer of thick fog sprayed out from the gap. Because its concentration was too high, the friction was swelling when it gushed, and it was like a circle of flames of the same color, burning the atmosphere squeaking.

"The evil spirit of the Yin Demon overflows... prepare!"

Shi Song yelled and ordered his subordinates to try their best to control it. He didn't expect that He Qing actually took action. He felt his chest was blocked for a moment. Such an out-of-control Yin Demon could not pose a threat to a monk like him. However, if it really exploded and one or two percent flowed out, the evil spirit filled the air, which induced the greed and anger of people and the demons, and was afraid that it would not cause chaos in the city. It would be less than the demons who killed in!

However, the end of his roar was suppressed by a stronger voice.

A thunder sound suddenly appeared in the night sky. In the eyes of the monks, it was the surrounding heaven and earth energy gathered in a bang under the driving force of a powerful force.

The stream of light that had just destroyed the tower circled in the sky and turned into a halo, buzzing and turning, and tended to shrink inward. Correspondingly, the vital energy of the surrounding heaven and earth seemed to suddenly fall into the middle of the sea, causing the surrounding sea water to twist into a vortex and settle downward. All nearby objects were trapped in this vortex and tilted towards the center!

"It's Fatian Juezhu!"

Yu Ci saw it a few months ago and was deeply impressed by the halo. He always wondered whether the "Fa Tian Jue Lao" was just a circle. But he couldn't think too much, and he heard it roaring in his ears. This was the building in the temple that could not bear the power of gathering. Under the strangulation of the energy of heaven and earth, it fell down. The temple, which covers dozens of acres, seemed to have been affected by an earthquake, and it was razed to the ground in an instant, and the dust and smoke were flying. The monks in the temple were all in a mess, and it was not easy to live, including the monks who controlled them.

Becoming closer to the center, Yu Ci, Shi Song and others couldn't help but lean forward. In their feelings, there was a deep abyss in front of them, deliberately retreating, but their bodies seemed to be pulled by invisible hands and could not be broken free.

"He Xianchang..." Yu Ci wanted to remind He Qing not to hurt his own people. As soon as the roar that was urged by the real evil spirit was shattered, he fell into pieces and fell into a mess. At this moment, a hissing sound in his ears was whistled, and the sword energy like the wind passed by, and a circle was set up around in a blink of an eye to isolate the terrifying vortex and collapse force in the center.

He turned around and grinned, "Thank you, Uncle Gan!"

The female cultivator smiled slightly at him: "Aunt Qing is a little domineering, but she protects her well."

While speaking, the changes in the void above had already taken shape. The cracks on the magical demon golden tower were still extending and spreading, and the rising shady mist was rumbling like a boiling, but it could no longer escape from the range of about a meter. The vital energy in the range of several miles was driven by the Fatian Juelao, forming such a completely sealed space, and even tending to continue to shrink.

The magical demon golden tower chuckled, as if it could be completely crushed by the power gathered in the Fatian Jue Lao at any time!

He Qing, who caused this situation with one hand, didn't even look at it, but just stretched out his right hand, stretched his five fingers, and then held it together. A loud bang in the atmosphere, mixed with a muffled groan. In the night sky nearly ten miles away, a figure hit a huge wall while flying at high speed. Before he could remove his strength, the powerful recoil rushed into his body and shook him back.

The momentum of shock recoiling had not stopped. He Qing stretched out another finger and smeared it twice. The sound of breaking through the air suddenly appeared, and seven or eight long marks appeared in the atmosphere, piercing through the void, and also piercing through the human figure's limbs, tearing the flesh and splattering blood.

The fingers clasped themselves again, and the strong light flashed in the night sky, as if it were the five thunder Dharma, but it was a "thunder hammer" caused by violent friction in the vitality. It smashed down on its head and blasted the figure several feet deep underground. The ground then bulged abnormally, as if there was a terrifying force to erupt at any time. During this period, countless slurred explosions exploded inside, causing the bulging ground to constantly deform and eventually explode!

However, the powerful force did not move upwards, but instead went down. With the muffled sound, the ground instantly collapsed into a diameter of only eight feet. However, a large hole several feet deep was invisible at first sight. The ground within a radius was shaken to pieces, countless cracks spread, and the night wind blew, and the moist soil in spring rolled like sand and dust.

With the help of the bronze mirror of Zhaoshen, Yu Ci could barely "see" the situation in the distance, and he couldn't help but bare his teeth and breathe in.

He finally understood He Qing's fighting style.

That was to use the Dharma Tianjuelao as the key to operate, turning the extremely powerful heaven and earth vital energy into the soft mud in her hand, and pinch it as much as she wants. Moreover, she also arranged and combined the scattered vital energy according to the spell to generate a strong killer move. With almost no delay within the control range, once it was activated, it would be like a storm, and would never give anyone any chance to breathe!

However, he could feel that He Qing was still reserved.

He Qing still ignored the ruins of the temple, sealed the energy balloons of the three thousand Yin Demons, flew straight to the battlefield where the energy of heaven and earth was violently shaking. He stared at the deep pit that had just appeared there, and said nothing for a long time. Monk Yixin, who had just been bombarded, had no power to fight back. He had no breath.

On Yu Ci's side, Hu Dan and Shanjiao were watching the broken magic demon golden tower on the spot, and the rest of the people rushed over. After hearing the long silence, He Qing's first sentence:

"Lu Mingyue is your accomplice..."
Chapter completed!