As soon as the words were finished, a bird sing rose into the sky.

The red Bi Fang flew out from behind him, hovering in the air, and powerful pressure permeated the world.

Qin Jiu took out the black gold hammer silently and waved it hard, "No one is allowed to bully the junior sister! Bullying the junior sister, kill it!"

Ling Yusheng slowly closed his eyes, waited to open it again, and stepped lightly under his feet.

A magical scene happened.

A Ling Yusheng, two Ling Yushengs began to appear beside him... and finally six Ling Yushengs appeared.

That is not a clone technique.

But his speed was too fast and too fast. As his steps moved, people even saw a afterimage in their sight. It was impossible to tell which one was real and which one was fake.

Ling Yusheng: "Little Junior Sister, my strength may be far less than you. But I can guarantee that everyone on this cultivation continent can take my life. I... will not drag you down."

Chu Moli's expression was as usual.

His fingers rubbed the wheelchair and said with a smile: "Sorry, I'm just Zhan Wuzhao. I'm here to make up the numbers for Tiangang Beidou. Just ignore me."

The word "War Wushao" was learned from Pixie.

This sentence immediately made the others in Xiaoyao Sect roll their eyes.

Luo Yu and Leng Yumo also learned and used it very well to compare Chu Moli with his middle finger.

Mu Yan stared at the brothers standing in six directions in a daze. His eyes were slightly hot and his chest was filled with burning emotions like magma.

Her lips slowly curled up, and her hand raised, and the Heavenly Demon Piano appeared, "Okay, the seven sons of Xiaoyao, advance and retreat together!"

"Tiangang Beidou, prepare!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his fingers fell.

The sound of the piano like a golden sword and an iron horse, or a galloping horse suddenly rang out.

A ray of light rose into the sky on the demon zither, divided into six strands, flying towards Yun Ruohan and six others.

In the space, the center of the Ten Thousand Caves Formations emits a faint yellow light.

A layer of golden light was coated on these six threads.

【Tiangang Beidou】, accomplished!

Li Anyang never expected this kind of situation of dying.

The seven demons of Xiaoyao not only did not kneel down and beg for mercy, but also wanted to fight them head-on without fear.

What a joke?!

Seven people vs hundreds of people!

Moreover, every one of these hundreds of people has higher cultivation than them.

Are they crazy?!

Li Anyang had a ferocious face, gritted his teeth, and waved: "Fellow Taoists, don't show mercy. Kill them and avenge Fusang City! Kill Jun Muyan, the city-sharing formation of Fusang City is ours!!"

"kill--!!!"

In an instant, the sword energy roared in the sky, like a dense net.

The intertwined attacks emitted a roaring thunder.

The Fusang City, which was already ruined, exploded into an even more unrecognizable way.

Zhu Wan, Wang Miao and Guo Yiyun were all hiding in the same ruins, looking at the sky nervously, with anxiety and worry on their faces.

Here is the defensive formation arranged by Mu Yan.

As long as the out-of-body cultivator is not bombarded at close range, the formation will be unbreakable.

Moreover, this formation also has a hidden function.

So many women were hiding in it, but none of the monks above could be found.

Guo Yiyun looked at the lonely figure fighting hundreds of people in the sky, and was anxiously wandering around in the same place.

"What should I do? Master Jun won't have any trouble, right?"

"This group of damn bastards are still men's. There are hundreds of people who beat seven. Are you shameless?"

"No, we can't hide here. I want to go out and help Master Jun!"

Guo Yiyun muttered and was about to rush out.
Chapter completed!