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Chapter 5329 Ye Luoer, dying? (six more)

Yan Kun's expression was still tense, he unconsciously looked into the distance, and didn't know when his elder brother would come back.

Ku Mingxuan clasped his claws together, pointing out with one finger, the false moves of the two collided with each other, the Taoist robe of the Taixuan Sect disciple was instantly smashed, and his whole body was crushed to pieces by the group of evil spirits in the air.

"Yangxu, does your heart ache when the disciple dies in front of you?"

Taoist Yangxu had tears in his eyes, today is really the saddest day for their Taixuan Sect, a line of tears flowed down his old wrinkles.

"puff……"

A mouthful of fresh blood could no longer be suppressed, sprayed on the orb, and the glistening white light emitted, against the background of the fresh blood, turned blood red, which looked extraordinarily strange.

Under the red light, the disciples of the Taixuan Formation's offensive weakened significantly, and the positions that were originally one after another were also broken up one by one by the group of black figures.

Taoist Yangxi fell weakly from mid-air, and was protected by many disciples of Taixuan Formation.

The Kuming Xuanzhe was not in a hurry to cut the grass and roots, but pointed to a temple rampantly.

In the direction of the temple, there is obviously a huge stone statue enshrined.

The stone statue clearly depicts the Emperor Taixuan Formation back then!

The ancient stone statue almost vividly depicts the imposing manner of the Taixuan Emperor pointing the country and berating Fang Qiu, the expression of not being angry and arrogant, and the standing posture elegant and dusty. There is no one place that does not show the way of immortality bone.

"Old man, have you seen it? The gate of the Taixuan Formation that you regarded as a treasure back then is being trampled under my feet!"

The Kuming Xuanzhe roared wildly, leaving only his arrogant voice in the world.

Thousands of ghosts roared, and the ghost cries formed were like weeping and crying, as if they were crying for the gate of Taixuan Formation.

Taoist Yangxi stared at the position of the Dunjia Xingling, hoping that Ye Chen would come back in time to leave some blood for the disciples of the Taixuan Formation.

"Go and move all the things stored here!"

The Kumingxuan came here with obvious preparations, and took out a sheepskin map from his pocket, on which the location of the entire Taixuan Formation Gate was impressively depicted.

At the place where the red dot is in the middle, there are three words "Zangshuge" written on it.

The black figure, as if entering the land of no one, split into a part of his subordinates and headed towards the library.

Ku Mingxuan took a few steps forward leisurely, looked at Taoist Yangxi, and didn't say a word, but there was a feeling that if the other party dared to move again, he would definitely slaughter him with murderous intent.

"What do you want to do!"

A volume of jade slips of exercises, like a hill, was thrown in the middle.

The disciples of the Taixuan Formation stood behind Taoist Yangxi, all with ashen faces and clenched fists. They would rather be beaten to death by these ants who broke into the mountain gate than just watch the mountain gate be humiliated like this.

A trace of ghostly will-o'-the-wisp suddenly appeared between the fingers of the withered xuanzhe, and with a flick of his magic power, he immediately ignited the book as high as a hill, making a scorching sound.

"Don't destroy these exercises!"

Taoist Yangxi was furious, shouted loudly, a bell rang behind him, and a statue of Taoist Buddha emerged, surrounded by sixteen heavenly calligraphy spells, turning into sixteen halos!
"Tai Xuan Xiao Dao Guang!"

But Ku Mingxuan just broke through it casually, grabbed Taoist Yangxi's chest with a sharp claw, and said indifferently: "Is it just you? You can't protect these inheritances, and you can't protect these disciples!"

Daoist Yang Xi flew out from his claws, and he hit the ground with his toes in mid-air. A dagger had already been drawn from his cuff, and stabbed towards the brow of the withered xuan!

"Is the donkey out of luck?"

Withered Mingxuan laughed contemptuously, and the ghostly will-o'-the-wisp tumbling out of his fingertips burned more intensely. The short sword's attack, lured by the will-o'-the-wisp, unexpectedly deviated from the direction.

In the flames, Taoist Yangxi's face became more and more serious. This is the foundation of their Taixuan Formation, but the Kumingxuan didn't care about burning tens of thousands of years of hard work like this!
Daoist Yang Xi's aura shook and exploded, and the power of the red blood turned into a sea of ​​blood at this time, almost as if the boat was overwhelmed, pouring all the cultivation bases of the whole body on the orb!

"Master!" The disciple behind said sadly, they all saw the master's decisiveness in this battle.

"I am too mysterious to rise and fall, honor and disgrace, and must not be destroyed by my generation!"

The figure of Taoist Yangxi gradually rose, and the fearless protection burst out from his body.

"Death to me!"

The volume of the orb increased several times in an instant, like a meteor, it fell directly on the position where the profound practitioner of the withered light was.

"boom!"

A violent explosion sounded, almost turning the entire land of the Taixuan Formation Gate upside down.

The thick smoke and soil swept into the void like a mad dragon.

Even the disciples behind Daoist Yangxi probably had their heart arteries damaged due to this extremely aggressive blow, and traces of blood oozed from the corners of their mouths.

Not to mention Kuming Xuanzhe and others at the center of the explosion.

At this moment, Wu Xuan was staring at the dense fog with a little excitement on his face, and then his face became stiff inch by inch, that guy is still alive!

"This blow is still worth seeing!"

Ku Mingxuan said sarcastically, he didn't even have the slightest injury!
The changes in the way of heaven outside the territory made him a beneficiary!
Daoist Yang Xi was already burning his heart, and at this moment he was already angry. Seeing that the Kuming Xuanzhe still had the power to fight, he knew that he was invincible, and with mixed feelings, he vomited another mouthful of blood.

"Keep looking for me! Keep burning! Today I will make the Taixuan Formation Gate disappear from the Celestial Realm!"

The Kumingxuans were not in a hurry to kill them all, but tried their best to humiliate the Taixuan Formation Sect.

Tens of thousands of years of enmity can be resolved with only blood!
"Burning Profound One, I will definitely smash your corpse into thousands of pieces!"

Wu Xuan watched the scriptures being burned, and there was no one on his side to defend, so he was so frustrated that he could only curse!

"Xingzun, I found a special place, which seems to be guarded by a strong person."

A dark crow landed on the black figure's arm and opened its mouth.

After Ku Mingxuan heard this, he turned his eyes to Taoist Yang Xi: "Unexpectedly, you still have a backhand."

Daoist Yangxi was stunned at this moment, his eyes revealed doubts, and then he remembered the Zhetian Devil Emperor and Yan Kun who had been guarding Ye Luoer all the time, and only then did he understand who he was talking about.

"I advise you not to go any further! If the headmaster returns, you will surely die!"

Wu Xuan gave a cold snort unceremoniously, with an aura of defeating others, ignoring Ku Mingxuan's words at all.

The Kuming Xuanzhe sneered coldly: "Headmaster? A person who is so important to the Taixuan Formation Sect is not in the Taixuan Formation Sect?"

"It's ridiculous!"

"Since the treasure is hidden, I will inevitably have to take a look."

After finishing speaking, ghosts floated under his feet, and countless evil ghosts crawled under his feet as if paving the way for him.

After tens of thousands of years of cultivating the way of ghosts, the Kuming Xuanzhe is now neither human nor ghost, and has become the host of all ghosts.

"not good!"

Daoist Yangxi yelled in his heart, Ye Luoer is at an important moment of retreat at this time, if she is destroyed by Ku Mingxuan, not only her heart will be damaged, but her position may also be exposed.

"Where are the disciples of the Taixuan Formation?"

Taoist Yang Xi stood up again with force.

(End of this chapter)