As he watched Zhenjun Xiaolin walk forward, some of his disciples showed worry, some of them showed concern, and some also looked confident, and some believed that nothing would happen.

Zhang Yu stood in the crowd. He had no business of his own, so he could just be a person watching the fun. But at this time, he couldn't say anything in his heart. If Zhenjun Xiaolin died, he might be free, but the problem is that Zhenjun Xiaolin was dead, can he leave here alive with his own ability?

Sometimes people will have conflicts, but at this time, you can just come and feel at ease.

His eyes fell behind Zhenjun Xiaolin, and he saw the eighteen golden men responsible for opening the way gradually changing their positions as they walked. The eighteen golden guards wrapped Zhenjun Xiaolin in the middle. Their steps were the same, and even Zhenjun Xiaolin's steps were the same as them.

Although the distance is a bit far, Zhang Yu could probably see the clue. On the left and right sides of Zhenjun Xiaolin, two golden men followed him like shadows, like a guard. Outside them, there were eight golden men and Zhenjun Xiaolin, like the nine palaces standing. Outside the nine palaces, there were eight golden men, who were in the eight trigrams standing, and followed the two golden men next to Zhenjun Xiaolin, and the trip to Tai Chi Bagua. In this way, Zhenjun Xiaolin and the eighteen golden men were like one, forming a nine palace Bagua formation.

Seeing such a formation, Zhang Yu couldn't help but take a deep breath and secretly asked, "Awesome... It's indeed amazing..."

Zhang Yu would naturally also play this formation, but the difference is that these eighteen golden guards are different from ordinary people. First, the spiritual energy on them must be the same, and second, their defense is difficult to match. Finally, with Xiao Lin Zhenjun himself as the array eye, he will definitely be able to maximize the power of the formation.

Just as Zhang Yu was thinking about it, he suddenly heard a "scary" sound in front of him.

The sound was not loud, but it was a bit strange when it sounded so suddenly. There were many masters present, and they all heard the sound, holding their breath and carefully observing every move ahead.

On Zhang Yu and his team, there were many burnt trees. As the Zhenjun Xiaolin went deeper, the trees around Zhenjun Xiaolin were no longer burned, and they were all intact.

"Brush brush..." "Brush brush brush..." "Brush brush brush brush..."

In an instant, the trembling leaves were like flying needles, and they shot away all the way. Fortunately, Zhenjun Xiaolin was surrounded by golden guards. Facing the green flying needles that were shot, the gold guards just danced the golden sticks in their hands, and the green flying needles were all swept out.

"What do I think is? It turns out that's it!" Zhenjun Xiaolin shouted proudly.

After saying that, he picked a golden gourd from his waist.

Zhenjun Xiaolin opened the gourd's mouth and raised it into the air. Then, with a "puff" sound, a huge fireball spurted out from the gourd's mouth.

This fireball looks apart from being relatively large, but it is ordinary. However, after the fireball came into the air, it suddenly burst out and turned into a rain of fire, sprinkling towards the trees around Zhenjun Xiaolin.

"Brush brush..." "Brush brush brush..." "Brush brush brush brush..."

The rain of fire fell onto the iron tree in an instant, and flames emerged from the branches, leaves and trunks of the iron tree.

"Soul..." "Soul..." "Soul..." "Soul..."

Immediately afterwards, Tie Shu's body continued to tremble, and this time the tremor was even more violent than before.

As the iron tree trembled, the branches on the iron tree swept towards Zhenjun Xiaolin.

The branches of the iron tree are very soft, with dense needles on it. There are more than a dozen iron trees around it and countless branches. The coefficient entangles the golden people around Xiaolin Zhenjun.

However, there are flames on the branches and needles. Logically, they should have been burned long ago, but they are very tough.

Seeing this, Zhenjun Xiaolin slapped the bottom of the gourd again and lifted it up.

"Pu!"

Good guy, this time, what was sprayed out from the gourd's mouth was not a fireball, but a ball of white light. After the white light came into the air, it turned into lightning and slashed towards the iron tree's body.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...

Lightning hit the branches and trunks, and the branches burned by fire were immediately broken and fell to the ground. After the trunk was struck, some fell to the ground directly, while others had their crowns slashed.

Most of the iron trees around Zhenjun Xiaolin were knocked down in an instant. The remaining few trees were barely resisting, and the remaining branches and leaves were just sparse.

Zhenjun Xiaolin waved his arms. The eighteen golden men who were originally on the defensive this time simply rose up, waved the golden stick in his hand, forcibly cracked the branches and leaves wrapped around it, and then rushed towards the remaining iron trees, and just smashed them with the golden stick.

"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!"...

Several iron trees fell to the ground with a bang, and the surroundings followed the scene.

"It's not really that skill..." Zhenjun Xiaolin curled his lips and looked around.

Although he had already resolved the battle, he seemed very calm and was not in a hurry to continue moving forward, but observed the surrounding situation first.

Because he knew that there were many experts in the black gloves. Tie Shu's attack just now was nothing. In theory, it was impossible to destroy the Black Gloves' people, even if they were broken up, it was not very good.

Therefore, we should not be careless now, but we need to be more cautious.

After observing for a while, he found that there was no abnormality. Zhenjun Xiaolin turned his head and said, "You are following me behind, but don't follow me too tightly, be careful when you act."

"Master!" A man in yellow robe said immediately: "I think this iron tree has some tricks, but it's just like that. Why not leave it to his disciples for opening the way!"

"Yes, Master, why not just leave it to your disciples." ... Then the man in yellow and white robes spoke.

Zhenjun Xiaolin wanted to continue to open the way, but when he saw his disciples so enthusiastic, he couldn't help but hesitate. Thinking that he was old and could not say that he could stand up for his disciples in everything. Many things needed to be done by his disciples in the future. Moreover, many of his disciples had the ability to stand alone and had done a lot of business over the years, especially his four major disciples, and they didn't need to mention their strength.

So, Zhenjun Xiaolin said, "Okay! Dihu, let you open the way in front this time, but be sure to remember to be careful. Those foreigners with black gloves are not ordinary people. If everything is as the guy who just died said, there may be a stronger attack in front. If he lies, there may be an ambush in front! Do you understand?"

"Yes, Master. I'm already careful!" The man in the yellow robe called Dihu agreed, immediately cheered up and walked forward.
Chapter completed!