Chapter 200: Encountering the Heavenly Buddha Sect, "Hurry!" Yang Mengyu shouted anxiously, and the flying sword of his life brought out a fire. In a blink of an eye, the cloud-light demon-winged wolf trapped by three five elements of corpse evil spirits was slaughtered by the cloud-light demon-winged wolf. The cloud-light demon-winged wolf even had no time to escape and returned to heaven.

"Hu" on the other side, the four-winged radiant feathered ice silkworm seized the opportunity, and a cold breath hit the point where the Yundian Demon-winged Wolf was surrounded by Juemu Zisha and Jueshui Zisha.

The black spiritual light of the Hunyuan Spirit-Slaying Sword flashed and instantly appeared above the head of the last Cloud-East Demon-Winged Wolf, and shot its head without hesitation.

One, one, the three-foot-sized, the reduced version of the cloud-winged demon-winged wolf shining with purple lightning appeared half a foot above the wolf corpse's head.

"The Yuanying left the body?" Long'er snorted coldly, and the Zixu Spirit-Slaying Dagger appeared strangely in front of the demon baby. Before the demon baby could react, he was stabbed to a cold heart.

When the battle net stopped here, two extremely fast escape lights fell down. The escape light fell down, and two kind-looking middle-aged monks appeared on the spot.

"Amitabha! Several fellow Taoists are very powerful in subduing demons." One of the monks who looked a little honest and greeted everyone with a smile, and suddenly turned his eyes to Yang Mengyu opposite him.

"Hey, I didn't expect to meet Fairy Mengyu here. I'm Xuanliang reasonable." The monk gave a solemn gift, and the monk next to him also hurriedly said, "Xuanyan has seen Fairy Mengyu."

"Haha, lucky to know." Yang Mengyu hurriedly replied, "I didn't expect that the two masters would come to bump into this auspicious golden light." "Oh, I had to force myself. The life expectancy of our brothers and brothers is almost here, so I have to take a risk. However, I also took the risk with the amazing qualifications of Fairy Mengyu, which really makes me ashamed." Old monk Xuanliang sighed with emotion. He turned his attention to Liang Yi and the others: "Fairy Mengyu. These are the worship of your Lu Yun Kingdom. I have a little knowledge of the redemption me, but I can't recognize it."

This old monk seemed honest, but Yang Mengyu knew that this guy was the most silly man.

"Uh, two masters, we still have urgent matters to do. I will make a special trip with these friends another day." Yang Mengyu said vaguely, and immediately led Liang Yi and others to the air and headed forward. Just kidding that these two monks with the highest cultivation level were just standing in front, and there were about ten huge auras that were no less than the early stage of the Nascent Soul stage, approaching soon. Liang Yi and others had a grudge against the Xuying Sanren. If they were knocked out, they would not be able to mediate with Yang Mengyu's meager face.

Seeing this, the two monks didn't have much to say, so they had to let Liang Yi and the others leave.

Before Liang Yi and others could fly far away, the ten lights stopped steadily behind Xuanliang and Xuan Yan, among which the Xuying Sanren was.

"Elder Xuanliang, what's going on?" Xu Yingsanren looked at the five escape lights away in confusion. He asked Xuanliang.

Xuanliang: "It was Yang Mengyu from Lu Yun Kingdom and several colleagues who had just killed the three-headed Yundian Demon-winged Wolf in the middle stage of transformation here."

"Yang Mengyu?" Xu Yingsanren's face turned cold.

Xuanliang said in confusion: "What's wrong, Xuying worshipped?"

Xuying Sanren: "Catch it quickly, the man and woman who are with Yang Mengyu are the murderer who killed my son!"

"The murderer who killed the third young master." Xuanliang's face changed a little, "But these five people are all very powerful in magical powers, one of them actually has five early-stage corpse evil spirits to protect him. If I read it correctly, it should be the legendary Five Elements Evil Corpse. If we face them, we don't have a big chance to win."

"We don't have a big chance of winning? Are there more than a hundred golden elixir monks behind?" Xu Yingsanren's eyes were full of crazy expressions. You should know that he usually loves this youngest son who is similar to his "character".

"What's the matter with more than 150? Jindan, cooperate with us to act together. Even if he is a master of the distraction stage, he can't get a good place to go for a sword."

"No!" Xuan Yan, who was standing beside him, snorted coldly: "These disciples are all the hopes of the future of this sect. You are irresponsible to the sect when doing this."

If a large number of Jindan stage disciples participate in the battle, even if they help Xuying Sanren avenge, they will lose more than half of the disciples. Such a loss-making transaction is generally not something that a little rational person will not do.

"No? Boy Xuanliang, please hear it clearly. If you run away to kill San'er's enemy this time, I will let Xuankong and Xuan Ye kill you." After Xu Yingsanren finished speaking, he had a slight stack of flying swords shot out in the air and chased towards Liang Yi and others in the direction where Liang Yi and others disappeared.

"This old bastard" Xuan Liang cursed angrily. He knew the domineering behavior of Xuan Kong and Xuan Ye. It might be reasonable to not take revenge just now, but now Xuying Sanren has chased after him. If he makes a little mistake, he, the elder, should have abdicated early.

“Follow up.”

"I'm still catching up." Yang Mengyu looked back with some annoyance, "It should be the Xuying Sanren."

"What should I do?" Zi Lei said lightly: "If you kill me, I won't be much worse than them anyway." Indeed, there are three peaks in the middle stage of the Nascent Soul, two are much more powerful than the early stage of the Nascent Soul, and the Five Elements Victorious Corpse and the Gods who can kill all directions at any time and even Zi Yi's four-winged feathered ice silkworms with headaches. Liang Yi's chance of winning is not

"I can't go back, at least not now." Liang Yi sneered, and the flying sword under his feet did not diminish at all.

Zi Yi nodded and said, "That's right, they still have a large group of Jindan stage disciples to help them work. They have to wait until they have enough distance from those Jindan stage disciples before taking action.

The Nascent Soul Stage monks escape much faster than the Golden Pill Stage monks. Once the distance between the two is widened, the "human sea tactic" of the Tianfo Sect will also go bankrupt.

"Junior Brother Xuanyan stayed. Use the Black Cloud Boat to carry the disciples to catch up." Both sides chased and fled, and they passed by nearly a thousand miles in a blink of an eye, but the distance was not close at all. Xuanliang even felt that the other party was deliberately playing tricks on himself. Whenever he added, the other party's degree would increase a little, without any bargain.

"Okay!" Xuan Yan replied lightly, and stopped. Then he saw Monk Xuan Yan waved his hand and threw out a black cloud of fists the size of a fist. The black cloud grew in the wind, and in a blink of an eye it rose to more than twenty feet in a radius, looking like a dark cloud that was about to rain.

At the same time, Xuanliang sacrificed a golden three-foot nine-leaf lotus platform.
Chapter completed!