Induce your lord into the trap, close the door and release the dog. This move of chess and dragons is always proven to be successful.

The market in Shefengling is the largest in Lingbei, and there are all kinds of masters. However, what no one knows is that many of the masters of various fields have disappeared for many years until their bodies are gone.

If you die in a dangerous place, it is understandable, but if you are killed in the Medicine King Hall, you will become an unlucky person.

Every once in a while, this kind of unlucky person dies at the hands of the Medicine King, so the Medicine King Hall in the Tianfeng Sect is actually known as the Yama Hall, but outsiders don’t know it.

The two fat sheep were already in the trap, and Long Xueyun was familiar with the situation and planned to kill him.

Unexpectedly, one of them showed his true appearance, and it was Zhan Tianjiao who escaped into the strong wind and sand.

As soon as he saw Chang Sheng's appearance, the dragon blood cloud immediately roared and his teeth creaked.

After repeated repeated trouble, the killing of Tianjiao had already harmed him twice, this time it was the third time.

"You didn't die in the strong wind and sand! Changhentian! You are so bold that you actually had the idea of ​​the Medicine King Palace. If you are tired of living, I can send you on your way."

Long Xueyun did not rush to take action, but raised his hand to make a series of formation techniques. The entire hall was reinforced again, and the magic array covering the hall was activated to the extreme.

"Is this how Lord Medicine King entertains guests? You sealed the Palace of Medicine King into an iron bucket. Do you want to keep me?" Chang Sheng still asked with his hands behind his back.

"Nonsense! If you dare to come to my Medicine King Hall, don't think about going out. My formation not only covers the four walls, but also seals the top of my head and the ground."

After the Dragon Blood Cloud completely activated the formation, he laughed and said, "You are right. Now the Medicine King Hall is just an iron bucket. No one can save you if you shout it out!"

"In this way, we were fighting in the Medicine King Hall upside down, and we couldn't hear anything outside." Chang Sheng looked around and asked back.

"As soon as the formation opens, the walls are solid! The Medicine King Hall is your coffin!"

A group of Jindan masters from the Medicine King Hall shouted sternly.

"It's still a golden iron coffin! It's your fault if you fall into our hands, wait for death!"

"I didn't expect that one day, a master like Tian Tian would fall into our hands. If you kill you, the Medicine King Palace will become famous all over the world!"

He will indeed become famous because Changsheng is not an ordinary master, but a top master in the cultivation world of Nanzhou.

"I really didn't expect you to come back. Chang Hetian, do you think I, Mr. Long, dare not kill you?"

As Long Xueyun spoke, he sacrificed three flying swords and circled in front of him, sneering: "With the power of foundation building, I dare to smash my Yaowangzhai. I haven't seen you for a few days. Can you recover to the golden elixir?"

As he spoke, Long Xueyun felt something was wrong.

He suddenly remembered that the middle-aged monk who was often disguised as just now was indeed the aura fluctuation of the late stage of the Golden Pill.

After sensing it carefully, Long Xueyun subconsciously took a step back and exclaimed: "How did you recover your cultivation level!"

When he was making a big fuss in Yaowangzhai a few days ago, Changsheng only had the spiritual power of foundation building, but now he has recovered his cultivation level and is at the peak of the Golden Elixir Realm.

"If you don't restore your cultivation, how can you kill the genius? You're right?" Chang Sheng stretched out his arms and grabbed it with his bare hands, and a long sword appeared in the air.

The Qianling Sword left the body, and the evil soul was entangled on it, and it emitted a ghost cry without urging it. The listeners were afraid.

Killing the genius is not only good at killing the genius.

If you want to be famous for being a hero, the Medicine King is even worse than killing Tianjiao.

The Medicine King Hall has become a large urn with iron walls. However, it is up to me to say whether the person in this urn was trapped by the dragon blood cloud or whether the dragon blood cloud was trapped by Chang Sheng.

"There are countless geniuses in the world, can you kill the light? Let's do it together!"

Long Xueyun noticed the other party's murderous intent and did not dare to neglect it. He first activated the flying sword to attack, and ordered his subordinates to take action at the same time.

Chang Hentian at the foundation-building realm is nothing. As long as he is trapped to death, Long Xueyun can kill him with one hand, but the peak of the Golden Pill is not enough. If he doesn't do it well, he will easily be killed by others.

Upon hearing the order, a group of masters from the Medicine King Hall shouted and sacrificed magic weapons one after another. For a moment, the hall was filled with light and a thousand auspicious colors.

Hundreds of magic weapons were used at the same time, shining with colorful light. The power of more than fifty Golden Pill masters at the same time was no problem in killing the same level.

Before the masters of the Medicine King Palace took action, Chang Sheng moved first.

The sword technique that had been pinched long ago was used to open, and the Thousand Spirit Swords transformed into thousands of sword lights with one transformation!

The thousands of sword lights are connected to each other, like dark clouds pressing against the top. In the wind and thunder, the sword is like clouds. The Thousand Cloud Sword Formation is instantly completed, forming a cage of sword energy, killing everything in the hall.

The experts from the Medicine King Palace who were about to take action changed their faces one by one, and they all chose to defend.

Under the Qianyun Sword Formation, no one dared to be careless.

That is the unique skill of Qianyun Sect, the amazing way of sword formation, especially the one who uses the sword formation is the famous Zhan Tianjiao.

"Dan Lao!"

Blocking the sword formation, Long Xueyun shouted and sacrificed his newly repaired pill prison.

Pieces emerged from the void, covering Changsheng like raindrops. The fragrance of the pill rose and a cage of all directions instantly condensed.

"I see where you will escape this time!" Long Xueyun roared and pierced three flying swords into the pill prison. At the same time, he contracted the pill prison, intending to trap the powerful enemy to death.

As long as the Dan shrinks smaller, the more difficult it will be for the trapped enemy to move. If you can't avoid it, you will definitely be penetrated by the flying sword.

As soon as he used the method of the Pill Prison, Long Xueyun regretted it a little.

A few days ago, Changsheng used the power of foundation-building to break his treasure pill. Now that he has recovered from the peak of the golden elixir, he may be able to break the pill even more.

Thinking of this, Long Xueyun planned to take back the Dan Prison. Anyway, so many masters are there, they will be able to kill Tianjiao to death sooner or later, but his movements are a little slow.

I heard a sound of teeth grinding and exploded in the Dan Prison.

Long Xueyun only saw Chang Sheng wave his hand and robe sleeves, as if he had touched the Dan Prison. As a result, wherever the hand passed, the Dan Prison disappeared in the blink of an eye.

It was just broken last time, and more than half of the alchemy prison was left. This time, the entire alchemy prison disappeared out of thin air, and there was not even a little bit of scum left.

"My Dan Prison! You bastard will give me the treasure!"

Long Xueyun was stunned for a moment, then was shocked and looked carefully. He could not even find a shadow on the alchemy prison he regarded as the treasure.

Dragon Blood Cloud was so hated that he could not help but call on other experts to fight back.

The Qianyun Sword Formation is indeed powerful, but after covering more than fifty Golden Pill Masters, the power each one endured is not that terrible. With the joint efforts of these evil cultivators from the Medicine King Hall, they quickly broke through the power of the sword formation and began to fight back one after another.

Using the Medicine King Hall as the battlefield, Changsheng fought against more than 50 masters of the same level with his own strength. Not only did he lose his advantage, but he suppressed the people in the Medicine King Hall for a while.

The flowing light of the flying sword drew out waves of air.

The fierce battle is in full swing.

Just as Long Xueyun led a group of masters to fight back, wisps of smoke and dust that scattered with the waves of sword energy slowly drifted into everyone's mouths and noses.
Chapter completed!