The cultivation level of twenty people in the Earth Immortal Level formed the flying eagle formation, which was breathtakingly imposing. The phantom flashed, and the blue energy in the formation was like sharp arrows that kept swallowing Wang Bing's nerves. Twenty blue eagles shouted, dancing with twenty sharp claws, as if they were about to tear apart the me in front of me.

Ten of the twenty people rushed around me and jumped into the air and quickly landed on the shoulders of the other ten people. One leg was half bent and independent, one leg was placed on the other leg, spreading his hands left and right, one hand was hooked and the other hand was palm, and the light was shining in his eyes. A very beautiful eagle spread its wings, used by twenty people together, not only beautiful but also gorgeous, but a slight blue light flashed on both hands, not only beautiful, but also beautiful, but also glittering the soul of the opponent at any time.

Twenty yelling eagles made corresponding changes in the movements of twenty people. The two eagles cooperated with each other, one up and one to attack and one to defend, and the power of the formation doubled.

Outsiders only saw the formation constantly changing, but did not realize how powerful the unpredictable formation was. They could only imagine the earth-shaking power generated by twenty people and twenty eagles.

Wang Bing, who was in the game, was in a state of tension. Any of these twenty people was better than him. He was able to beat the middle-aged man into a Nascent Soul body at the beginning. It was not that his skills were higher than him, but that he caught the opponent off guard with the Nine-Turn Yin and Yang Tower. The other party was stage frightened at the beginning. In addition, his training in the realm of the world can withstand the blow power of the middle-aged man.

Now it is facing twenty masters who are not inferior to middle-aged people. With the cooperation of the formation, twenty people produce 40 times the power equivalent to middle-aged people. It is conceivable how Wang Bing feels in the formation. The pressure generated by the twenty people with the cooperation of the formation is almost impossible for me to breathe. Twenty yelling eagles are eyeing and attacking at any time, increasing the pressure on Wang Bing's heart, but this pressure is invisible and elusive.

He cursed himself and was too arrogant. He moved his body and could not wait any longer. The phantom flashed continuously. Before the twenty people could tell what the flashing shadow was, Wang Bing was no longer seen.

Wang Bing quickly left the place, trying to find an opportunity in the movement, but only flashed quickly. The opponent could not find the target of attack for a while, and the power of the flying eagle formation was difficult to exert.

But this was just Wang Bing's simple thought, but it was not the case. As Wang Bing flashed, Lang Yuansen was stunned and then took corresponding measures and shouted: "Group of eagles for food."

As the figure flashed, four people and groups of backrests surrounded in a circle. Twenty immediately divided into five groups, Lang Yuansen and one group in the middle, and the other four groups were around each other. Each group of five people flashed in small units, and the five groups became a large unit to cooperate with each other.

The twenty eagles also made corresponding changes, and the two groups were changed into five groups, echoing each other from Lang Yuansen and others, working tacitly and closely combining.

Wang Bing's flashing body stagnated, and was exposed naked in front of twenty people in the formation. No matter how it flashed, it could not escape their sight. With the cultivation level of the Earth Immortal Level, you could feel Wang Bing's moving body without looking at it, not to mention that there were twenty eagles on the side to supervise.

Before Wang Bing could react, Lang Yuansen shouted: "Eagle splits the stone, open!"

Twenty eagles immediately opened their sharp claws, clamored for a long time, and then rushed towards Wang Bing, coming with great force, forty claws scrambling to tear Wang Bing apart.

Wang Bing's Nine Heavens Seal One Point, the Nine-Turn Yin and Yang Tower released the burning Xuanyan Fire, covering twenty eagles in the fire. As at the beginning, the fierce eagles struggled and whined in the fire.

At the same time, Twenty each raised their right palms, and the blue light hit from all directions. The palm force of the twenty people carried huge real energy, which drove the surrounding dust to sweep towards Wang Bing. Immediately, the dust flew and danced all over the sky...

Thousands of people felt nervous, as if they knew that Wang Bing was in danger now. The palm power of the twenty earth immortal masters combined was unbearable even if they were powerful. What's more, Wang Bing, whose cultivation was not high and based on the power of magic weapons, although they did not agree with Wang Bing's terrifying methods, they did not want Wang Bing to miss the hands of the people in Feiying Villa at this moment, and they secretly felt sorry for Wang Bing.

The old villager was anxious and immediately thought that only the old ghost's ability could help Wang Bing, and said to the old ghost: "The situation of the young master seems to be not good. You... you are the young master's friend. Can you help the young master with help?"

The old ghost frowned and said angrily: "As a helping hand? What do you know? This little ghost is obsessed with it. If you don't take out magic weapons to use them, you can fight against the enemy. What kind of tricks are you playing? How can I help? You should save money. Don't worry about this cunning little ghost. He is more elves than ghosts, hehe..."

The old village man was stunned by the old ghost's words and thought, "Is that true? The young master really has a magic weapon that has not been used, but at such a tense moment, why didn't the young master use it? Also, what tricks does this guy say are really fake? He was very suspicious and could only continue to wait in an anxious mood...

The four Dajia and the other two had insufficient eyesight and could not judge the trend's development and change, but they felt vaguely uneasy. Dajia's mouth closed tighter, Yi Teng sometimes went to the ground, sometimes tilting his head, as if thinking about something, his wise eyes contained a lot of worries, and Karansa was full of confidence in me and shouted strangely: "Good-looking boy, come on, I know you can do it, haha..."

At this time, the atmosphere became even more tense, and even the old village man didn't pay attention to him, and the others ignored his strange screams, as if they didn't hear anything he said, because everyone put their minds on the fighting field.

In fact, the old ghost didn't know that Wang Bing was not playing tricks, but had to do it. With the cooperation of twenty people and twenty eagles and the power of the flying eagle formation, it was good that Wang Bing could flash. The mountain-like depression made it difficult to move, and he almost lost the opportunity to think. When Wang Bing covered the clamoring eagle with the Nine-Turn Yin-Yang Tower, the twenty people suddenly took action. Wang Bing had no time to react, raised the Kong Mingxiao in his hand, protected the body of the Nine Heavens Divine Armor, and used his full true energy to withstand the attack of twenty people.

Amid the screams of everyone, Wang Bing suddenly felt his eyes turn black, his internal organs almost squeezed together, the bones in his body almost scattered, and a trace of red liquid flowed out from the corner of Wang Bing's mouth.

Wang Bing knew that he was injured by the opponent's attack. These people could not bear it with one palm, but they were in the formation and did not escape because of the injury. Instead, they aroused the anger in his heart. They would not stop in order to save Aunt Feng's daughter. Although this attack was powerful, it was a little worse than the power of the meteor planet in the realm.

The people in Feiying Villa were very energetic and were ecstatic. They had gained the upper hand for the first time since fighting with Wang Bing. How could they not be ecstatic? Especially the Protector of Pu Mao who was watching the battle on the side, then he let go of a heart hanging from his throat, knowing that he didn't have to go on stage in person, and there was a reason to explain when he went back. Otherwise, if so many subordinates died today, he would not be able to explain to the branch owner. Now he was relieved and couldn't help but raise his hand to wipe the cold sweat on his head, secretly calling for luck!

After one blow, the twenty people in the formation endured the inexplicable joy and changed the formation again. Lang Yuansen shouted: "The group of eagles, break!"

With Lang Yuansen's shout, the 20-person four-person five-person group turned into five-person group four, surrounding Wang Bing in the middle. The eagle had no time to take it back and continued to struggle and whine in the burning fire released by the Nine-Turn Yin and Yang Tower, wanting to give Wang Bing another blow.

Wang Bing snorted coldly, how could he give them another chance to attack? The Great Seal determines a Kong Mingxiao to make a Sanskrit song. With the cultivation of the old ghost, he was in a daze. These people could compete with the old ghost.

The twenty people immediately looked stunned after the sound of the Buddhist music. The deep and distant Sanskrit sound that followed was rippling from their hearts like flowing clouds and water, making their nervous moods feel comfortable, and they can't help but enjoy this quiet atmosphere quietly, like gurgling water flowing through their hearts, washing away the long-standing desires in their hearts, allowing them to experience the ethereal greatness of the sky in the quiet garden, feel how small they are, recalling their past actions, accepting condemnation from their conscience, and hoping to repent and reform in this thought-provoking Sanskrit.

Except for the old ghost, the outsiders also talked about the same thing, recalling the little bits of their past in the thought-provoking Sanskrit sound. The expression on everyone's face changed with joy and anger. It can be seen that under the charm of Sanskrit, he involuntarily accepted the condemnation of the soul.

The twenty people in the previous body of the Fanyin were relieved, and their mood was calm and harmonious, and they no longer had the desire to compete for victory. They forgot that this was a beautiful illusion brought by the enemy and Shenyou in the Fanyin, and they were addicted to it, and ignored the outside world. It was different from the feeling I had in the Fanyin Formation that day. The difference was that the power of the Fanyin song composed by Kong Mingxiao was far from the power of the Fanyin Formation in the Abyss.

But it was enough for Wang Bing, and he fought for this little time. After the Fanyin played a role in the twenty people, his figure flashed continuously, his palm stood up as a knife, and the sword energy flashed, and the light sucked and swung out continuously.

The air was filled with a strong smell of blood. Twenty people lost their lives while accepting condemnation from their conscience. Under the Qi Knife, their bodies were divided into pieces and were terrible.

Twenty Nascent Soul Bodies were sucked into the inside by the Nine-Turn Yin and Yang Tower while struggling, and twenty eagles were sucked in. The previously absorbed Nascent Soul Bodies of the middle-aged man had been refined into souls.

Wang Bing then breathed a sigh of relief and felt very tired. He knew that his true energy was consumed more in the fights, and the injury of twenty people was injured, so he felt like he was now. Thinking that Aunt Feng's wife was still not rescued by the other party, she would meet a master with a higher cultivation level than the current twenty people just now. She hurriedly took out two Nine-Turn Golden Pills and swallowed it, slightly recovering her tired body, allowing the true energy to rotate in her body.

After a while, Wang Bing took back the Kongming flute, and the Fanyin stopped playing the music.

However, thousands of people in the thought-provoking Sanskrit sound have not yet awakened. They continue to wander in the beautiful illusion brought by Sanskrit, indulge in it, and ignore the outside world. They don’t know that Sanskrit sound has stopped.

Wang Bing looked at it and ignored it. He looked at the remaining people in Feiying Villa on the left. These people looked fickle and sweated coldly on their faces. It can be seen that they did all the bad things in their daily lives and regretted them under the Buddhist music. The conscience condemnation that followed made their souls reach the limit, so the expression on their faces was unpredictable.

Wang Bing gritted his teeth and walked slowly over. He didn't believe that under his iron-blooded means, they would not hand over Aunt Feng's daughter.

The only old ghost who was awake under the Fanyin song was so happy that his eyes were almost narrowed. He was a little worried about me just now, and scolded Wang Bing for not releasing magic weapons to destroy these things into hell. Later, when I saw me performing Fanyin song, I knew that these people's happy days were over. As expected, twenty people were immersed in Fanyin songs and I solved them one by one, but he was also disappointed. Wang Bing was fine and he couldn't take action himself, so he had to endure the itchy hands and continue to wait.

At this time, Wang Bing walked slowly towards the people in Feiying Villa, and he felt even more happy. He laughed wildly: "Little kid, if you have you, it's not enough to do it, and it's a bit procrastinating. This is not good, you must correct it, haha..."

This old ghost still thinks that Wang Bing’s methods are not aggressive enough. He is really a demon king. He is full of demon nature. When he thinks of the old ghost helping him press the ugly name of the Nine Heavens Demon God, he is full of anger. Didn’t the old ghost take this opportunity to impose my magic number on his head? With this master, he is already worried enough, and he has another ugly name. Will he become a demon character in the future? Wang Bing rejects the demon character from the bottom of his heart, otherwise he would not have had a complicated relationship with the old ghost.

But he had no choice but to be helpless against the old ghost Wang Bing. As long as the old ghost was not too arrogant, he could still bear it. He stopped moving forward and cursed angrily: "Change your head, are you gloating like you? You gave me such an ugly name. I haven't settled the score with you yet. When this matter is over, I will settle it slowly with you, hum!"

The old ghost didn't care about my scolding. He was the one who was in the wrong, so he didn't take the threat of scheming afterwards seriously. At worst, he could fight. It was the beautiful man he was most willing to accompany him to the end. He smiled proudly: "Little ghost, don't show me the face of provoking a gangster, hehe... I'm also for your own good. This is your chance to become famous. Why don't you have a loud reputation? I'm kind."

Wang Bing suddenly realized that the old ghost had a mysterious look before. It turned out to be like this. Unconsciously, he followed the road arranged by the old ghost and stepped over step by step. Why do you do it for yourself? He hated this name at all. Even if you give yourself a name, you can't get a better one. Thinking that he would never get rid of this terrifying name in the future, he was so angry that he cursed: "Old ghost, don't make any decisions for me. I hate this name. If you want to keep it yourself, I won't use it."

The old ghost laughed and said, "Little ghost, don't you need it? It's too late. Thousands of people saw your terrifying methods today and heard your name with their own ears. You don't want it, it's not something you can get rid of. Uh, there is another way, that is, to solve the thousands of people present together. I look forward to supporting them, haha..."

The old ghost is becoming less and less arrogant. Wang Bing is not a murderer without blinking an eye. Why should we solve all these people? Besides, can Wang Bing do his abilities? This old ghost really made a good note? When he thought of a bad name on his back in the future, he couldn't get rid of it or throw it away. He was furious and didn't want to slap the old ghost with all his strength and cursed: "I didn't expect that you, the hateful old ghost, have been smearing me, so I have to bear the name of a demon in the future. It's fine if you are a demon, even I will pull it together. Go and die."

The old ghost figure moved, and he did not let Wang Bing's palm force go wildly and said, "Little ghost, what's bad? I think it's good. Don't you have a divine side? Haha... I want to fight, my hands are itchy, but I advise you to solve the matter in front of you first. Is it important to fight? - I will accompany you anytime, anywhere."

After Lao Gui's reminder, Wang Bing took back the palm force he had slapped out again. Yes, the things in front of him have not been resolved yet. If you have time to get entangled with Lao Gui, you should solve the things in front of him first. Thinking of this, he glared at Lao Gui, snorted coldly and walked towards the people in Feiying Villa again.

The old ghost's crazy laughter awakened everyone who was addicted to Brahma. From his expression, he could see that although he was a little awakened, he had not yet fully recovered. When the twenty masters of the Earth Immortal Level were lying on the ground in a split second, they were suddenly shocked and let out a cold sweat. Only then could they fully wake up. They imagined that these twenty people were as confused as they were, and they were killed by Wang Bing one by one in the magic sound. They were shocked in their hearts. If Wang Bing's opponent was them, the corpse lying on the ground was not them themselves. The more they thought about it, the more they were more shocked, the more they thought about it, the more they were more shocked.

Later, when I heard Wang Bing say that Lao Gui is a magical figure, they couldn't think of such a magical figure in the cultivation world. When I heard Lao Gui's suggestion to solve the people present one by one, I was sweating coldly on my back. After seeing Wang Bing's previous methods, I believed that Wang Bing would do this. I thought that they were confused by the magical sound just now. If Wang Bing wanted to do it, I wouldn't know how he died until he died. But depending on the situation, I didn't want to take my anger out of Feiying Villa, so I felt relieved.

The old villager was extremely excited when he saw that I was fine, but he couldn't figure out the relationship between Wang Bing and Lao Gui. Although they were together, they suddenly looked like enemies, but they didn't feel like they were like each other, and they were confused and confused about their relationship.

The people in Feiying Villa were in a bad mood, especially Pu Mao’s Protector. He was almost scared to death. His comprehensive plan was awakened in the Fanyin and found it was shattered. He also knew that the next turn was his turn to appear, and the disciples around him were all not of the class and that the guardians who could be used were already dead.

But he discovered a trick that could deal with Wang Bing, which was to fight directly with swords without using magic weapons. He clearly realized that Wang Bing had always been invincible with the power of magic weapons, and his cultivation was still a distance from him. The only thing he was worried about was whether Wang Bing would act according to his ideas, but knew that using magic weapons could not please him, so he could only take risks. So, seeing Wang Bing slowly walking towards them, suppressing his horror, pulling out a big sword with silver light on his back, pointing at Wang Bing from afar, his gloomy face was even more terrifying.

Wang Bing sneered in his heart, and had guessed that the other party's purpose was to deceive his cultivation. He wanted to give up his magic weapon and use the sword. Humph, let's try it. Take out an immortal sword from the ring. The true energy passes through the immortal sword. The immortal sword immediately shines golden light, shining everywhere, and releases dazzling golden light.

The old ghost thought that Wang Bing was still using magic weapons, but he didn't expect that Wang Bing took out his sword and wanted to fight the other party. He cursed in his heart. He knew that his cultivation was not as good as the other party, but he gave up his magic weapons and used the sword. If it weren't for the wrong occasion, he would definitely jump up and vent all over the mountains and fields. But he also knew that he would not listen to him now, so he could only watch Wang Bing walk towards the other party step by step, with a dark face and no words.

When the guardian Pu Mao saw Wang Bing asks to take out the sword, he feels happy. He is afraid of Wang Bing's magic weapon. Wang Bing feels relieved if he doesn't use the magic weapon. He believes that he will not lose to Wang Bing in the sword fighting. He is afraid and refreshed. His eyes are shining. A layer of joy is covered with a gloomy face.

While the other party was waiting, Wang Bing raised the fairy sword in his hand, and the true energy suddenly moved. The sword energy pressed towards the other party's head like a wave. His body flashed continuously, changed directions, and shouted: "Take me a move and open up the world."

This is the sword technique in "Nine Heavens Immortal Mirror". It has made its debut since it was summarized by Intelligent Nine Heavens. Because it is not used, Wang Bing did not teach it to the Yanlong Nine Team, nor to Liang Cheng and the others. Now it is the era of high-tech, and cold weapons are not practical. Wang Bing himself only remembers it in his mind and has never practiced it seriously. Today is the first time that the big girl has been in the sedan chair.

Park Mao did not expect that Wang Bing could shoot a breathtaking sword with his cultivation. However, a seemingly simple sword contained several changes. He was not blocking himself or dodging. This kind of sword technique was contrary to common sense. He had never seen its style before. He had to move his body slantedly, and then counterattacked with a sword. The sword energy suddenly appeared and the light shot towards Wang Bing.

Wang Bing knew that the other party's sword energy was not something he could handle. He stepped a step with his left foot and crossed his right foot. His body fell down. The other party's sword energy passed by, and the cold energy was stunning, which was extremely uncomfortable.

Wang Bing frowned secretly. Before the other party could release the sword energy again, his body flipped along. The immortal sword in his hand drew a beautiful arc from bottom to front. The sword energy passed through the ground and rolled towards the other party. The ground was cut by the sword energy, which was more than meter deep.

Pu Mao is worthy of being a master at the level of guardianship. He can see that Wang Bing's sword technique is very strange. The sword in his hand is not an ordinary genius, and the sudden sword energy is not something that the sword in his hand can resist. He immediately shortens the distance between the two of them.

But Wang Bing was annoyed and didn't want to get entangled with him anymore. When Park Mao approached, the two figures flashed and the two swords came into contact. Crack! The other party's sword was broken into two pieces under the fairy sword.

While Pu Mao was stunned, Wang Bing quickly slapped his chest with a palm, and then the Nine-turn Yin-Yang Tower covered all the Flying Eagle disciples. The Nine-turn Yin-Yang Tower released a blue light, surrounding all the Flying Eagle disciples, and then sacrificed the Kongming flute in the sky.

Pu Mao was hit by Wang Bing's palm in a cold manner. Before he could take corresponding measures, he was covered by the Nine-Turn Yin and Yang Tower. He was shocked and wanted to sacrifice the eagle magic weapon, but he was injured just now when he saw Wang Bing's praising Kong Mingxiao again. His face immediately turned as if he was ashamed. He felt timid in his heart and could no longer have the idea of ​​resisting.

Wang Bing did not compose a Buddhist music, but pointed to the Nine-turn Yin-Yang Tower. The Nine-turn Yin-Yang Tower suddenly released a terrifying sound, thunder roaring, the mysterious flames and fires rage, the ice aura danced wildly, and then the sucked soul screamed.

After the three stages of ice, fire and thunder, the screams from the soul made everyone present numb and their hearts were shocked. The terrifying screams sounded like in the ghost realm. The courageous people had closed their eyes and covered their ears with their hands. This was better.

The Feiying disciples surrounded by the Nine-Turn Yin-Yang Tower were even more shocked. They have always been domineering, domineering, and enjoying their pity. They have also seen the terrible punishments of Feiying Villa. They have thought of such horrifying punishments, including Pu Mao's Protector.

Seeing that his purpose had been achieved, Wang Bing said coldly: "Say, where are the people?"

Although all the disciples of Feiying were shocked, they mentioned the secret of Feiying Villa. With the long-term accumulation of power, they didn't want to look at the Pu Mao Protector, which meant to wait for the Pu Mao Protector to make a decision.

I frowned secretly, not expecting that the Feiying Villa has such a great influence on the disciples, and at this time I can still take into account what is outside my body and look at Pu Mao.

Park Mao's face was shady and unstable, and he was obviously worried and it was difficult to make a decision for a while.

Wang Bing was not expecting them to speak out. His figure flashed and his palms waved. Amid the screams of the flying eagle, his souls were sucked into the Nine-Turn Yin-Yang Tower one by one.

Park Mao didn't expect Wang Bing to take a sudden action. He shouted wildly: "Stop... Stop... You devil, stop..."

But he was too late to shout, and now he was the only one left. Wang Bing sneered: "Tell you, no one dares to catch me, even if you Feiying Villa is not good, I don't believe that except you, you don't know where Feiying Villa is. Without you, I can find Feiying Villa. If Aunt Feng's fault or any harm, then when you Feiying Villa was uprooted, do you say... or not?"

Park Mao was shocked by Wang Bing's words. He didn't expect anyone to dare to uproot Feiying Villa by arrogantly saying that he would uproot Feiying Villa. However, when he thought of Wang Bing's methods, he also firmly believed that Wang Bing would do this. Wang Bing said one thing and never broke his promise. He was still hesitant and said that he would take the sanctions of Feiying Villa. Feiying Villa would never treat the disciples as much as the young man in front of him. If he didn't say it, disaster would immediately come to him and be in a dilemma.

Wang Bing knew that it was difficult to learn from Park Mao’s face that Aunt Feng’s news. She was eager to save people and didn’t want to waste it. She decided to make a decision and shouted: “Okay, since you have realized your life and are wholeheartedly thinking about Feiying Villa. I will fulfill you, hold on to my laws, I will live thunder…”

Thousands of people were shocked by Wang Bing's bloody methods and looked deserted. They had long given up all kinds of ideas on Wang Bing, thinking that the farther they left Wang Bing, the better. Wang Bing's terrifying methods would be their unforgettable nightmare in their lives.

But everyone thinks this way, and there are exceptions. There are many people who want to be fair. Now there are two people who can't see it and their eyes are jumping out. Both of them are middle-aged people, one with a gentle face. You can tell at a glance that you are self-righteous and confused, the other is thick-eyed and big-eyed, with awesomeness.
Chapter completed!