All the carriages stopped one after another, and a large number of disciples jumped out of the carriage and looked warily at the front. There stood a large dark figure. The first middle-aged man sat across a giant bear with snow-white hair. The giant bear had a seat and a canopy on its back, which was obviously a domesticated animal often used for riding.
Ling''er poked his head out of the carriage and took a look at the middle-aged strong man. Ying Mei wrinkled slightly and said, "this man is from the blood demon sect. His strength is still above me. Most of them are born strong!"
"Congenital metaphase?" the pretty maidservant lost her color and said, "is he the only one?"
Ling''er glanced behind the middle-aged man, his eyes flickered slightly and said, "there are at least ten strong people in the early stage of congenital."
The pretty maidservant''s face changed wildly. She suddenly bit her silver teeth and said, "Miss, our route is confidential. There must be a traitor in the sect. I''ll cover you. It shouldn''t be a problem to escape in disorder with your strength! As long as you''re still there, zhuyinzong will have a chance to rise!"
Ling''er was stunned, took a deep look at her, smiled and said, "I''m not afraid. There are 16 elders here. Although they are all in the early stage of congenital, it shouldn''t be a problem to deal with the ten elders opposite. As for the middle stage of congenital, I''ll contain them."
"Miss, how can I do that!" the pretty maidservant said anxiously, "although it''s only a realm gap, it''s a world apart!"
Ling''er smiled gently and said, "I didn''t learn in vain in my ten years of learning. Although I was just born in the early stage, it''s not difficult to delay this person by swallowing the crazy cow pill, plus several sets of Taoism taught by the master and the golden gourd magic weapon left to me by his old man."
The pretty maidservant was about to say something. Ling''er suddenly waved her hand, looked dignified and said, "they''re going to start attacking. You''ll stay in the carriage later!" there was a tone of command between her words.
The pretty maidservant was stunned.
Just then——
Whoosh! Whoosh!
Two rays of light came flying and hit the carriage. Ling''er''s posture flashed and floated over the carriage. With a wave of his slender hand, a golden light floated out of his sleeve and hit the two lights head-on.
Bang! Bang!
The two lights retreated in response to the sound, and were knocked back, and the light on them was dim.
"Eh!" the middle-aged man narrowed his eyes. "The golden gourd of the old white crane? He was willing to give it to you. Hum! You can only play half of its power and bring it to me if you don''t reach the middle stage of congenital!" he said with a big hand.
A scarlet blood mist came out of thin air, condensed into a blood claw, and grabbed and photographed the golden gourd.
Ling''er''s face was dignified and his mouth was full of words. The golden gourd light suddenly flashed. The bottle mouth opened and roared out a purple flame from inside.
As soon as the purple flame touched the blood claw, the blood claw melted like ice and snow and was burned up in an instant.
The middle-aged man''s face changed slightly, and he snorted coldly, "what about the fire in the Ziyang sky!" when he opened his mouth, a dark ruler shot out to meet the storm. A tiger roared faintly from the ruler. Unexpectedly, a faint fierce tiger attached to the black ruler roared and rushed towards the Golden gourd.
Ling''er just pinched a formula with one hand. The golden gourd was generous and suddenly turned into a golden scorching sun to compete with the black ruler.
The elders in the other carriages saw that ling''er didn''t choose to escape, but fought with the middle-aged strong man. They immediately guessed her idea and rushed to the other elders opposite.
The ordinary disciples around the carriage rushed together with the devil disciples opposite, and the roar filled the sky for a time.
Wu Feng floated out of the carriage and saw that ling''er was tangled with the middle-aged strong man opposite. A trace of surprise flashed in his eyes.
When I saw the tiger spirit attached to the black ruler magic weapon of the middle-aged man, I immediately narrowed my eyes.
The magic weapon possessed by spirit can enhance the power of the magic weapon, such as a first-order magic weapon. If the spirit is successfully possessed, the power will increase according to the strength of the spirit body. If the spirit body is strong enough, it is comparable to the second-order magic weapon!
With Wu Feng''s eyes, he immediately saw that the golden gourd in linger''s hand was of extraordinary quality, and the black ruler was inferior, but with the power enhanced by the spirit, he could barely fight.
Wu Feng''s eyes flashed without any hesitation and killed the rear army opposite.
Whoosh
His fingertips flashed faintly, and then, in the crowd of ordinary disciples below, one after another fell to the ground without breath.
These disciples had a feature that there was a little blood stain of Yan Hong in the center of their eyebrows, which was so small that they could hardly be seen. This shocked the disciples of Zhuyin sect who fought with these disciples, but they soon guessed that most of them were done by the powerful elders of our sect. They immediately cheered up and rushed to the opposite side more desperately!
Whoosh
Small needles shuttle among ordinary disciples like birds. There are five flying needles, each of which can easily take one life.
This is a weapon conceived by Wu Feng after cultivating Tianmai Fen and chanting scriptures. Tianmai chanting can divide the mind into thousands of shares. The advantage is that when others cast a weapon, they cast hundreds of pieces themselves! Just like others have to face the siege of hundreds of people!
So, Wu Feng thought of the needle!
These needles are only forged by ordinary refined iron. They are not magic weapons, but it is easy to kill an acquired strong man with the speed controlled by God!
With Wu Feng''s move, a large number of demon disciples died mysteriously, just like a death plague emanating from him.
This strange scene made other elders and disciples aware of it. Although they were in the midst of war and didn''t want to think about it, they still kept it in mind.
At this time, Wu Feng had come to the back of the other party, and two elders came flying face-to-face and sandwiched Wu Feng''s bag.
The two men looked cold and ferocious. They had seen Wu Feng''s extraordinary hand and some difficulties just now, so they chose to work together to solve him at the first time.
Wu Feng didn''t dare to despise his opponent at the same level. He immediately took back the flying needle and shrouded himself in the spirit attached to it to prevent sneak attack.
"Dead!" a thin old man rushed to the front. The dark dust in his hand was thrown out. Countless black filaments soared thousands of feet like hair and wound around Wu Feng.
Wu Feng''s cold light flickered in his eyes, raised his hand and suddenly cut out the flying sword under his feet.
Poof!
Black silk broke one after another, but more black silk continued to pour in, with a feeling of endless chopping.
At the same time, another person has come behind Wu Feng and offered a small black tripod to cover Wu Feng.
Although Wu Feng''s figure was fast, he could not resist the movement speed of the magic weapon, and was soon shrouded in the black tripod. In the moment of being shrouded, Wu Feng immediately felt that his body was like a mountain, and his body fell involuntarily.
Boom!
The whole ground trembled and sank. The black tripod was extremely heavy!
"Die!" the middle-aged man who controlled the black tripod flashed grimly in his eyes.
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