"Damn you, fat man, don't fart. Fellow Daoist Wen doesn't need our help at all." Xu Qing scolded angrily.

Zhang Zichen, who drew his long sword, looked at the crowd and said nothing, but was wary of many of his former colleagues.

He had felt that he could not join the rest of the casual cultivators before. Standing in front of the Tongguan Tower yesterday, he realized that he was not the same as them.

"Stop talking nonsense, Mr. Lu, don't you want the sword hairpin? Taking advantage of Wen Yue's bad condition, we took this magical weapon and the sword hairpin belongs to you." Monk Yuan Gun took out two golden wheels and held them in his hands.

"Don't forget, he also has a Tao-protecting Yin spirit who is at the tenth level of Qi training."

Wen Yue's breath was weak, and he seemed to have very little physical strength and mana left.

If he doesn't take action now, they will all die if he recovers later and summons the Yin Spirit that protects the Tao from the tenth level of Qi training.

Lu Tao's expression changed slightly. There were so many treasures on Wen Yue's body, it was really tempting.

But he still didn't take action. The older he got, the more timid he became. Who knows what Wen Yue's current state is.

"Do it."

The golden wheel came out of his hand and turned into two rainbow lights and slashed towards Zhang Zichen.

Two clanging sounds.

There were cracks in the formation talisman in front of Zhang Zichen's eyes, and the golden wheel was fiercely inserted into it.

Immediately afterwards, the golden wheel began to rotate under the urging of the monk Yuan Gun's magic formula, rapidly cutting the formation talisman in front of Zhang Zichen. In just two breaths, the formation talisman had already collapsed.

It was easy to suppress Zhang Zichen, who was on the fourth level of Qi training at the sixth level of Qi training.

Monk Laitou has also taken action.

Xu Qing and Monk Laitou are both at the fifth level of Qi training, but they are on par.

However, the Buddhist Kung Fu is so powerful that Xu Qing will inevitably be at a disadvantage during the battle.

The young man holding the sword found an opportunity, raised his flying sword and stabbed Wen Yue straight at him.

His heart was burning: "The soul flag magical weapon, the Yin spirit that protects the Tao, and the inheritance of the cave are all mine."

Wen Yue, who was sitting cross-legged and leaning in front of the soul flag, suddenly opened his eyes.

Divine light flashed, a light-colored light shield blocked the young man's attack, and his magic power turned into a big hand to intercept the flying sword.

Then he slapped it with his backhand.

There was a bang.

The young man's chest was sunken with a palm print.

The sword fell out of his hand and he vomited blood and fell out.

Wen Yue is at the seventh level of Qi training and has advanced to the late stage of Qi training. This palm is enough to kill a young man in the early stage of Qi training.

"Not good!" Monk Yuan Gun was shocked, his eyes full of horror.

Seeing that Wen Yue's aura can only be possessed by late-stage monks, how can he still fight?

He didn't dare to continue, the golden wheel fit in, fell into his hands, picked it up and ran away.

Tu Shanjun appeared behind Wen Yue, and the red sword was immediately unsheathed.

It flew out.

The sword light flashed and directly chopped off the head of monk Yuan Gun.

The headless body fell on the spot.

Brother Yuan Gun didn't expect it to look like this. He thought that with his sixth level of Qi training, Wen Yue could even summon the guardian Yin spirit to allow him to escape, but he miscalculated.

What he found was not a guardian Yin spirit at all, but an unknown flying sword.

Everyone in the field was even more shocked, and they staggered back unconsciously.

The speed of the flying sword was so fast that they had no confidence that they could avoid it.

"Amitabha, the young monk is..."

Before he finished speaking, Tu Shanjun had already turned his flying sword around and chopped off the monk's head.

He didn't know how many people were tempted, but if they wanted to get close to Wen Yue, they couldn't.

Scarlet ghost eyes looked around everyone, and there were four people left in the room.

Zhang Zichen, Xu Qing, Lu Laodao, and the stern man at the fifth level of Qi training.

Being locked by the Yin Spirit protecting the Dao of Qi Practicing Dzogchen, everyone felt as if a layer of haze had enveloped them, and they did not dare to make the slightest move.

Even Zhang Zichen and Xu Qing remained silent under the gaze of the eleventh level evil spirit.

Cold sweat broke out on Laodao Lu's forehead, his thighs were trembling, and the anxiety and nervousness in his heart was palpable.

He wanted to run, but he didn't dare and couldn't outrun the flying sword that flashed just now.

Wen Yue's strength has already reached the late stage of Qi training. Looking at the powerful evil ghost behind Wen Yue, his original thoughts have long since disappeared and he doesn't dare to mention it at all.

Half an hour until the mana is replenished to 80%.

When Mr. Jean returned, Wen Yue put away the soul flag, the long dragon-like flag shrunk, and the long pole turned into a foot, which he put into his arms.

Then he looked at the people in the field, smiled at Zhang Zichen and Xu Qing, and said, "Thank you two fellow Taoists for your help."

Zhang Zichen didn't say anything, he just cupped his hands.

Xu Qing, on the other hand, waved his hands quickly and said with a smile: "Even if the two of us don't take action, Fellow Daoist Wen can still protect himself. We are just the icing on the cake."

Wen Yue smiled, these two people were a bit interesting.

He really has to thank them. The time he bought would save him from losing his basic resources.

When looking at Old Dao Lu and the stern man, Wen Yue just slightly held his hand.

Lu Daodao breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Wen Yue didn't want to kill them all. He just didn't want to anger them.

Lu Daodao put on an awkward smile, held his hands but didn't say anything.

He just feels lucky now that he didn't take action just now, otherwise, he would also suffer disaster now.

As for the cold and stern man, he neither participated nor helped, and was a complete outsider.

Wen Yue waved to get the three people's talismans, and at the same time put their souls into the soul flag. When they were shaken, all the flesh and blood of the three people were swallowed up by the soul flag.

Throwing the two talismans in his hand to Zhang Zichen and Xu Qing, Wen Yue kept Brother Yuangun's share: "Fellow Taoist, help me. These two spoils should be divided between you. Don't refuse."

Wen Yue was not someone who didn't understand the atmosphere. Zhang Zichen and Xu Qing seemed to have a friendship with each other, so they didn't need him to divide the spoils. They just gave them the talismans of the monk and the young man holding the sword and let them divide it among themselves.

"This place is the eye of the great formation. It is estimated that the great formation will rise in a few days. You can enter after the evil spirit is completely released."

Wen Yue left a message and turned into an escaping light and flew towards the great city of Tongguan.

Lao Taishan and all his soldiers were at Tongguan, and he had to go back to see what the situation was like there.

Four people were left alone.

No one spoke a word and seemed to be still in shock.

What happened was really shocking. Three of his former colleagues died in the blink of an eye. No matter they were on the fifth or sixth level of Qi training, they were no match for Wen Yue.

They had thought about facing monks with higher cultivation than them, but they did not expect this result.

"Young Taoist Zhang and Taoist Xu can stick to their true intentions when facing exotic treasures. I am really ashamed of myself." Old Taoist Lu praised them.

That awe-inspiring soul flag must be at least a top-grade magic weapon, maybe even a legendary top-grade magic weapon.

In the face of such a powerful temptation, these two people could not waver. Regardless of their qualifications, they were indeed superior in terms of Tao Xin.

Zhang Zichen remained silent, he just felt that he shouldn't do that.

The soul flag was absorbing the evil spirit. If what he expected was correct, Wen Yue helped them resolve the crisis in front of Tongguan City that day.

In fact, he hoped that Wen Yue could survive, because at that time, his life was saved by Wen Yue by accident.

Whether he admits it or not, Wen Yue did what he failed to do.

"Actually, if I think about it, it would be a lie to say that I wasn't tempted at that time. But Fellow Daoist Wen just rescued hundreds of thousands of people, so we can't attack at this time." Xu Qing looked complicated, and then said with relief.

Zhang Zichen couldn't help but look at Xu Qing, they had the same idea.

Old Taoist Lu laughed. He was said to be magnanimous, but he could not judge a gentleman's heart with a villain's heart. In any case, these two Taoists can indeed be regarded as side by side.

As for Fellow Daoist Cheng who was watching with cold eyes, Old Dao Lu felt that he could not see through him.

Although this person was only at the fifth level of Qi training, he did not waver when faced with the exotic treasure.

The stern man did not tell everyone what happened just now, but looked at the opening of the formation.

The bloody evil spirit from the mouth was still pouring out.

"There was a saying in the past that there was a cave of our ancestors at the foot of Nanyue Mountain. Today, the formation appears, it should be true."

"The opportunity for enlightenment lies within."

"I'm going too!"

Without saying anything else to the crowd, Cheng Hui flew straight into it, and his body fell into the gap in the formation, causing the evil energy to spurt out again.
To be continued...