The bright red symbols bound the ghosts into the scroll.

The ghosts merged into the scroll, and the scroll suddenly burst out with dazzling light. The crimson light covered the sky, swept through the magic cloud, and stuck to the magic cloud like tarsal maggots, pulling them into the scroll.

go.

In an instant, the surrounding demonic clouds pupated into the scroll, and the sky that was originally shrouded in clouds, ghosts, and fog suddenly became clear and sunny.

The skinny man of the Demon Sect no longer has nowhere to hide. With this magical power, he can merge himself with the billowing demon cloud and turn it into an invisible and formless body. The demon cloud will never be destroyed and his body will not be damaged.

Therefore, Tang Ning tried her best to find his hiding place.

The red light emitted by the scroll just now attached to the demonic cloud and poured into the scroll. Fortunately, he cut off his magical power in time and revealed his true body, otherwise he would have been sucked into the scroll and sealed at this moment.

At this moment, the skinny man's face was slightly pale, and he had already begun to think about retreating. His magical power was broken, and his spiritual consciousness and spiritual power were damaged. In addition, all his trump cards were revealed, and many magic and magical powers were broken. If the fight continued, he would only lose.

No victory.

Tangning didn't care what he was thinking. When she saw his figure, she took out a wand in her left hand and swung it towards him.

The skinny man faced each other with a long blue sword, and the two colors of light intertwined, and they were locked in a stalemate.

The man turned his head and looked around. On the other side, the burly man and the white snake were both wrapped in huge blood groups. It was not clear who was winning or losing inside. He could only see the blood groups churning continuously. It seemed that a fierce battle was going on inside.

He was hesitant in his heart, not knowing whether to advance or retreat.

Suddenly, a ray of light flashed through his spiritual shield and went straight to his forehead. It turned out that Tang Ning saw him looking left and right, his eyes wandering, and when he was distracted and unprepared, he suddenly attacked and used the divine attack technique. The light between his eyebrows

In a flash, his divine consciousness transformed into a sword and attacked directly at his Niwan Palace.

The invisible ray of light sank into the skinny man's eyebrows, penetrated into his sea of ​​consciousness, and hit directly on a huge green light group, causing the light group to counterattack. The two did not hold each other for long, and the light group trembled violently and fell into pieces.

As soon as Tang Ning closed his eyes, the ray of light shot out and returned to his eyebrows.

With his consciousness damaged, the skinny man stood motionless, his eyes dull.

He took this opportunity to pull out a mysterious sword, which rose up in the wind, turned into a size of thirty feet, and slashed straight down.

The spiritual shield was immediately confused and twisted under the Xuan Dao's slashes. Tang Ning controlled the Xuan Dao and slashed repeatedly. After three strikes, the spiritual shield finally failed to hold up and shattered like a curtain of water.

The black sword split his body into two, and the two halves of the skinny man's body fell straight down. The long green sword lost the support of its master's spiritual power, and its light became weaker. Under the attack of the magic wand, it fell to the ground without support for a long time.

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With a move of her hand, Tang Ning took the storage bag on the skinny man's waist and the dropped cyan long sword into her hands, and was about to support the little white snake in its fight against the two-headed, long-tailed man from the Demon Sect.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the huge blood mass suddenly burst open, and two figures jumped out from it, it was the little white snake and the long-tailed man.

Both the person and the snake were covered in scars. The little white snake's scales were broken in many places and its flesh and blood were blurred. There was a three-foot-long slash mark on its back, which penetrated more than a foot deep into the flesh. It looked quite penetrating.

The long-tailed man was even more embarrassed. His left arm was completely broken off at the root, and his right arm was only white bone. His flesh and blood had disappeared, his chest was completely sunken, his face was pale, and he was panting.

He turned around and saw that the skinny man had been split in half.

His pupils suddenly shrank.

He just heard him shout softly, and the white bone index finger and middle finger of his right arm joined together, and the long tail behind him expanded rapidly, reaching several feet in size in the blink of an eye, and then exploded with a bang, forming a blood-colored circular cage, wrapping him

His body turned into a streak of blood and fled towards the back.

This man was obviously at the end of his game, and Tang Ning would not let him go just like that. She flashed her light and chased after him. The little white snake also flashed in pursuit.

Unexpectedly, the bloody light was extremely fast. Tang Ning and the little white snake chased him for less than a mile before they fell far behind and disappeared.

Tang Ning stopped and stopped chasing. He fought with the two men and lost a lot of spiritual power. In addition, the little white snake was seriously injured. If he continued to chase, he would encounter a powerful demon sect monk. It would be bad.

At this time, the two sides of Xuan Mo were fighting in a chaotic battle, divided into countless small battle groups. Looking up, there were people fighting everywhere, and all kinds of dazzling lights.

He flashed and fled towards the left direction. More than a mile away, there was a red and gold light.

Not long after he walked, he saw a man in Qianyi Sect costume and a Youmei Sect man fighting in front of him.

The man from the Youmei Sect used a spell to turn into a golden cage and trapped the man from the Qianyi Sect. Inside the cage, golden light shone brightly, and there were several thirty-foot golden dragons attacking the Qianyi Sect.

man.

The man of Qianyi Sect protected himself with a red copper bell and was struggling to support himself.

Tang Ning rushed over, turned her hand, and the purple gold spear rose up in the wind, turned into a size of forty or fifty feet, and stabbed the Youmei Sect man.

Seeing that he was a late-stage foundation-building monk, the man's expression changed drastically. He put away his spells and turned around to run away. Tang Ning caught up with him and struck down the purple-gold spear. The man used his golden halberd to protect himself and ran away without looking back.

Under the collision of the two, the golden halberd's light was greatly reduced and it shook violently. At this time, the figure of the little white snake flashed and suddenly appeared in front of the man. With a sweep of its long tail, there was only a click sound, and the golden halberd was in front of the little white snake.

Under the attack with the purple gold spear, it broke every inch.

The man was horrified, his complexion changed drastically, he formed seals with his hands, and formed a huge cage of forty to fifty feet in mid-air. The golden light inside gathered and condensed into giant golden dragons.

A flash of light flashed between Tang Ning's brows, and the sword of divine consciousness penetrated directly into his forehead, shattering the green light representing the divine consciousness in his Niwan Palace into pieces.

The man immediately became numb and motionless. As soon as the little white snake's body collided, the golden dragons collapsed one after another, and the golden cage cracked inch by inch and dissipated into the air.

It opened its mouth and spit out a cloud of gray mist, which enveloped the man's figure. The gray mist surged up and seemed to be eating his body.

The little white snake opened its mouth again and inhaled the gray mist that poured into its belly, and a complete set of clothes and storage bags fell out.

Tang Ning moved her hand and took the storage bag into her hand. A ray of light came out, revealing the figure of a man with the head of a leopard and the arms of an ape. He was Wei Shiyan, the manager of the Inspection Department.

At this moment, his face was slightly pale, and it was obvious that he had consumed a lot of spiritual power. He had long heard that Tang Ning was very powerful in magical powers, and that he was a leader in the sect, and was highly appreciated by the sect's senior officials.

At this moment, I saw that this powerful enemy of Youmei Sect was killed in three strikes, five divided by two, and I was even more convinced of him. Sure enough, there is no false person despite his great reputation.

He bowed his head and said, "Thank you so much, Senior Brother Tang, for helping me to kill this thief, otherwise I might have lost my life here."

Tang Ning said: "Junior Brother Wei, you are too polite. It is our duty to serve the sect and kill the thieves. You and I are both serving the sect, so why should we say thank you? Junior Brother Wei has lost a lot of spiritual power, so he needs to find a safe place first."

Take a rest!"

Wei Shiyan nodded, said nothing, and turned into a ray of light and left.

Tangning flashed out of light and headed towards another battle group. Less than two to three hundred meters away, a man wearing Blood Bone Sect costume there saw him coming out of light and immediately turned around and ran away, not even caring about the spiritual weapon.

Not available.

Tang Ning chased him for a while and saw him meeting another Demon Sect monk, so she stopped chasing him.

At this time, the winners and losers have been decided in many battle groups. The defeated party was either killed on the spot or injured and fled. Many disciples of the Demon Sect have withdrawn into the formation, and many people on the Xuanmen side also evacuated backwards.

Seeing this, the other Xuan Mo disciples who were still locked in a stalemate abandoned each other and returned to their respective headquarters.

This chaotic battle was over in less than an hour. The Demon Sect retreated into the formation, and the Xuanmen side also retreated dozens of miles to regroup.

Tang Ning's escape light landed on the top of a mountain. There were many figures on top of it. Some were extremely pale, and some were covered in blood. They were all sitting cross-legged, closing their eyes and recovering their spiritual power.

Everyone here is a disciple of their team, including the Intelligence Section, Inspection Section, Discipline Section and Security Section.

The Qi Refining disciples were resting not far from the foot of the mountain, and the top of the mountain became a camp for the Foundation-Building monks.

When everyone saw him disappearing from the light, they all looked back. Tang Ning glanced over and saw that there were only nine people here, including him.

There were originally fifteen of them, but the remaining six did not know whether they were dead or alive.

These include Zhu Xu, the deacon of the Intelligence Section, Fang Zhongping and Xu Qingda, the managers of the Inspection Section, Ma Xuan, the deacon of the Discipline Section, and Wu Ziping and Cheng Hao, the managers of the Security Section.

When Tang Ning saw that Zhu Xu was not there, she frowned slightly and walked over to Lu Guang and Liu Miao, who were sitting cross-legged on their sides.

Lu Guang's face was still flushed, it was obvious that his spiritual power was exhausted, and Liu Miao also looked pale.

The two of them nodded slightly towards him and continued to close their eyes to restore their spiritual power.

Tang Ning also dug out a pill and swallowed it, closing her eyes to recover her lost spiritual power.

After a while, another ray of light came out, revealing a man with white hair on his temples. The man with big ears in front of him was Wu Ziping from the security department. He had blood stains on his body and a wound the size of a thumb on his abdomen.

Everyone opened their eyes and turned to look at him. Security Section Deacon Xue Jing asked: "Junior Brother Wu, is the injury okay?"

Wu Ziping shook his head, walked to him and sat down: "It's not fatal."

Everyone waited here for another hour, and another ray of light came out, revealing the figure of an old man with white beard and hair. It was Tong Quan'an. His face was slightly pale, but he was not injured.

The Jindan monks had already moved to the battlefield, and no one knew where they were going. At this time, Tong Quan'an returned safely, and everyone felt at ease.

In fact, the main battle between the two sects of Xuan Mo is the victory or defeat of the Golden Core cultivators. Once either side loses, they will naturally be defeated. The Foundation Establishment cultivators simply cannot compete with the Golden Core cultivators with their own strength.
Chapter completed!