Lord of the Runes

"Okay!" Mao Bijiang nodded, his breath suddenly rose sharply, his eyes turned to look at the intruder, and the terrifying coercion spread to the surrounding besieged people, making these monks in the middle and late stages of Guiyuan feel like they were sifting chaff. He couldn't hold his body steady and was on the verge of falling.

"You guys are so courageous, even our disciples of the Mutian Sect dare to suppress you, are you looking for death?!" The middle-aged monk in the blue robe is also a perfect cultivation base of alchemy. Seeing this, he was furious, and rushed over immediately, with one hand Qingtian, the spiritual energy rolled and gathered, turning into a large cloud, with lightning, thunder and fire in it, with unlimited power, but instead of attacking Zhang Yiming and others, they rushed into Tianlong Valley, trying to destroy the formation.

"You idiot who doesn't know how to live and die, dare to destroy the formation passed down by the Yuxian Sect, get out!" Kan Yuze, who was the closest, took a step forward, flashed into the sky, and clasped his hands, immediately freezing this space, letting that The thunder and fire clouds were unable to land, and they were deadlocked with each other, bursting out invisible shock waves, deafening, and black marks appeared in the void, as if they had been chopped down by a sharp sword, full of scars.

"Come on, I don't believe they dare to kill our monks from the Mutian Sect!" The middle-aged monk in the blue robe ordered the disciples around while confronting Kan Yuze head-on.

Most of those monks were at the level of returning to the original state. Under the suppression of the power of the great monk who had completed the alchemy, they couldn't move at all. When they sprinted, they were as stiff as amber in the air, motionless.

As for those fake alchemists and old monsters who formed alchemy, they escaped unharmed. At this time, they listened to the order and rushed towards their defensive space, trying to break into it and interrupt Han Feng and others' spellcasting.

"Who said I dare not kill!" Mao Bijiang snorted coldly, raised his thin big hand, and slapped forward suddenly, those little monks who couldn't move in front of them exploded like bubbles one by one, turning into balls of blood Fog, dead without a place to die.

Seeing that Mao Bijiang had made a move, the other great monks were naturally not cowardly. Anyway, Mo Yunzong would stand up to anything that happened, and they also started killing one after another, crushing the returning monks like ants They seemed to be crushed to death, and each of them was dead without a whole body, which was horrible.

"You are crazy!" the blue-robed monk snapped.

Seeing this situation, Zhang Yiming was also slightly taken aback, but now he couldn't tolerate his mercy, otherwise it would be like tying his own hands and feet, so he also beheaded the monks who were besieging the surrounding area in an instant, and then caught up with those from the defense. The monks who passed through in the gap, even if they were fake pills, he would kill them with a wave of his hand, and there was no single enemy at all.

It wasn't until he chased down an old monster in the mid-stage of alchemy that his killing stopped for a while, and he started a fight with the opponent, but he didn't kill him in one round.

The other four big monks naturally wanted to protect the talisman masters of their own sect, retreated one after another, caught up with those fake alchemy men and the old monster of alchemy, and successfully intercepted all the enemies.

Han Feng and the others' soul powers were always in a state of dispersal, and they could see the scene just now clearly. While deeply feeling the cruelty, they were also frightened. If some enemies got in, their previous efforts would really be in vain. Already, the only thing that matters is saving your life.

Of course, at this moment, they are also considered to be the same enemy. After all, Mu Tianzong is too arrogant, he really thinks that he is a master, and he was ruthlessly beheaded by those big monks.

"Fellow daoists, don't panic. Let's sprint. If we don't succeed, let's talk about it. We must not give up halfway, it's only halfway to the end!" Han Feng stabilized his mind, knowing that the more this time, the less chaotic, he immediately shouted .

"Okay, I'll give up my life to accompany the gentleman this time, let's see what these grandsons can do to me!" Niu Sheng suddenly started his tyrannical cultivation in the late stage of alchemy, boosting his soul power, causing the soul light on his forehead to skyrocket, all in one go It ignited all the crystals of the earth's veins and the stones of the source of the sky arranged below, bursting out with dazzling light.

Han Feng was overjoyed, he quickly withdrew his soul power, adjusted his breath slightly, and also activated the formation materials in the central area of ​​the valley, shooting out beams of light, making the formation even more powerful, almost reaching the level of psychics The level of the realm makes people feel like they are standing next to a sleeping lion, which makes people frightened.

Yun Buhuan and the others also exerted their most powerful strength, shining brightly between their eyebrows, frantically pouring soul power into the formation, making its light waves like the sea, setting off shock waves higher than the waves.

At this point, all the main materials of the formation below were ignited, and even the runes that Han Feng had arranged in advance were connected together, and the power became greater, allowing some routes that were originally obstructed to be forcibly penetrated, making the formation more and more powerful. The stronger it is, the more it will slowly pull out a trace of the original power of heaven and earth.

That is a ray of clear light, like the morning sun, like the morning glow, which makes people intoxicated and intoxicated!

Han Feng and the others seemed to be caught in a strange experience, the whole person was ups and downs, and they couldn't help themselves!

But their soul power still seeps out continuously, supplementing the formation below, making it even more powerful, until it is comparable to a psychic venerable!

However, the monks outside couldn't feel this kind of coercion, thinking that they were still sprinting hard.

"Hey, you are dead, Senior Brother Liao, Senior Brother Lin, Senior Brother Lao and fellow Taoists from Muxia Palace, you all come out, they will strike first, let's kill them!" The middle-aged man in the blue robe suddenly said There was a sneer, and he raised his arms and shouted.

"Shhhhh..."

A series of figures appeared from all around, twenty or thirty cultivators appeared in an instant, all of them were alchemy old monsters, and there were even seven big cultivators. In the extreme distortion, there are dark caves, which make people daunting and dare not look directly.

Behind this group of people, there are a large number of monks, all monks above Guiyuan Realm, there are thousands of them, each of them is wearing armor, and their aura is not weaker than any monks in the middle and late period of Guiyuan. It can be seen that the two of them The strength of the sect is strong.

"Old thieves from the eighth branch of the east, we have been waiting for you for a long time. This time, we will take you all in one pot and lose this group of celestial talisman masters. Let's see how you will continue to expand the territory of the main branch in the future. You can't even open up the teleportation array. Go back to the branch, how can you touch this land!" The middle-aged monk in the blue robe laughed loudly.

"Hmph, did you ask us to kill you on purpose? Do you think this will cover up the fact that you disobeyed Yuxianzong's order?" Zhang Yiming severely injured Mu Tianzong, a monk in the middle stage of alchemy, with a punch. Let the other party have to flee for their lives.

Zhang Yiming didn't pursue him either, and stood in the air, shouting in a cold voice.