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Chapter 2885 The deflated cold moon

The trident in Wang Mengbin's hand lightly waved towards Di Yan, and there was a loud thunder, and a five-color lightning blade more than a thousand feet long swept out and struck the red shield.

There was a loud rumbling noise, and the dazzling five-color thunder light enveloped Di Yan.

At this time, the people of the sable clan also reacted.

Each of the two sable phantoms spewed out a purple sound wave, and the other two sable phantoms shot out two yellow lights respectively, heading straight towards Wang Mengbin.

Wang Mengbin had been on guard for a long time, Lei Peng flapped his wings lightly, and there was a loud thunder, he turned into a silver thunder and disappeared.

The four beams of yellow light hit the air and failed to hurt Wang Mengbin.

There was a sound of thunder from high above, and tens of thousands of silver lightning bolts as thick as a millstone struck down menacingly, heading straight for Di Yan and ten people.

Wang Qingfeng and the others cast spells to attack Di Yan and the others one after another, and Di Yan and the others cast spells to resist and were forced to disperse.

The thunder light dissipated, Di Yan was safe and sound, and the aura of the red shield was slightly dimmed.

"Mid-grade Tongtian Spirit Treasure!"

Di Yan's eyes became serious. He didn't even have a middle-grade Tongtian Lingbao in his hand. It wasn't that the Sable Clan refused to give it to him. It was because of his contribution that he had exchanged it for the materials of the Dharma. There was no extra good deeds to exchange for. Zhongpin Tongtian Lingbao.

He didn't expect that the human monks in this stronghold actually had a middle-grade Tongtian Lingbao. From this point of view, the other party should be an elite child of the Wang family.

A red-robed old man with a big belly was floating above his head with a small red umbrella that was constantly flashing. A red glow covered his whole body, and a huge phantom of a sable was above his head.

A thick golden thunderbolt shot out, and the red-robed old man was startled. With a pinch of the formula, the phantom sable spewed out a purple sound wave, and slapped its right paw towards the void.

The purple sound wave was like paper paste, and was instantly defeated by the golden thunder pillar. A huge purple claw shadow swept out and was also crushed by the golden thunder pillar.

The golden thunderbolt hit the red glow, and there was a muffled sound.

A cloud of silver thunder lighted up in the void hundreds of feet away behind him, and Wang Mengbin appeared with a cold expression.

He raised his trident and slashed at the red-robed old man. A dazzling five-colored thunder swept out and hit the sable shadow. The thunder light flooded the red-robed old man.

The red-robed old man spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turned pale, and the red glow became faintly visible, like bubbles, which seemed to collapse at any moment.

With a muffled sound, a thick five-color lightning arrow hit the red glow, the red glow broke through a hole, and hit the head of the red-robed old man, and there was a muffled sound.

A thick golden thunderbolt shot out, and the red-robed old man screamed in pain. There was a horrible blood hole in his left chest, and the blood flowed continuously.

A white sword light and a red knife light swept over and cut it in half. As soon as a miniature mink was separated from its body, a thick silver lightning fell from the sky and hit the miniature mink.

Wang Mengbin, Wang Yingjie and others cooperated to kill the invading enemies. In less than a quarter of an hour, three Xuxu cultivators died at their hands. They were counted as the two enemies Wang Mengbin killed before, and a total of five Xuxu practitioners fell.

With Lei Pengchi, the enemy's attack could not touch Wang Mengbin at all.

Seeing that there are fewer and fewer subordinates, Di Yan feels bad. He is entangled by a golden giant ape puppet, unable to get away.

Whenever the cultivators of the Sable Clan want to use their magic powers to attack the giant ape puppets, the cultivators of the Wang family will stop them and prevent them from doing so.

Dense silver lightning pierced the sky, striking Di Yan mightily.

Di Yan's face tightened, and the red flag in his hand shook violently, a stream of red flames swept out, blocking the incoming silver lightning.

A red light flashed, and a small white seal suddenly appeared on top of his head. After the white small seal burst into a dazzling red light, its size skyrocketed and it smashed towards Di Yan.

Before the giant white seal fell, a large amount of white cold air gushed out, and the flames flickered wildly.

Di Yan opened his mouth and spewed out a stream of red flames, and greeted him.

The red flame collided with the giant white seal, and there was a "sizzling" sound. The aura of the giant white seal flickered non-stop, and the speed slowed down.

At this moment, there was a sound of piercing through the air, and the golden right fist of the giant ape puppet smashed over, hitting the red shield. Di Yan flew upside down with the shield, and hit the ground heavily.

A silver thunder pillar with a diameter of hundreds of feet descended from the sky, drowning Di Yan's figure.

The ground shook and the mountains shook, and countless smoke and dust were swept up by the air waves.

Wang Qingfeng stood in a row with fifteen cultivators who transformed themselves into gods. They all held a long knife in different colors. Dong Xueli stood in a row with fifteen cultivators who transformed themselves into gods. Shapes vary.

Battle formation!

Wang Qingfeng slashed towards the void with his saber, and fifteen monks who transformed themselves into gods followed suit. Sixteen huge saber lights swept out, and suddenly merged into one, turning into a nine-color saber light that was ten thousand feet long.

Dong Xueli swung his sword and slashed, and the fifteen cultivators who transformed into gods followed suit. Sixteen huge sword lights flew out, and instantly merged into one, turning into a ten thousand zhang long sword light that lifted the sky.

The nine-color sword light and the Qingtian sword light were submerged in the thunder light, and a miserable cry came out.

With a flash of white light, a gigantic white seal emerged out of thin air and smashed down fiercely.

The ground shook violently, and smoke and dust billowed.

A miniature boa constrictor just flew out from the ground, when a burst of cyan light descended from the sky, covering the mini boa constrictor and being involved in a cyan gourd.

Seeing this situation, the Void Refining Cultivator of the Sable Clan turned pale with fright, cast spells and fled one after another, Wang Mengbin and others didn't chase after him, and after beheading a Void Refining Cultivator who was running slower, they sent people to clean up the battlefield.

In this battle, Wang Mengbin and the others beheaded seven refiners, scrapped two fifth-order puppet beasts, and three Heaven-reaching Spirit Treasures, with little loss.

The Wang family's children stationed in the Lihuo Mountain Range are all elite Wang family, trained for many years, and with the treasure of Gan Lei Jing, the invading enemy can't get cheap at all.

Wang Mengbin's thunder method is very destructive, and the enemy has suffered a lot.

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Tianniu Mountain Range, Tianniu Temple.

Fairy Xuanyue sat on the main seat, Wang Changsheng and other five people stood on both sides, their faces were solemn, and Leng Yue's face was pale, looking like she was injured.

Bian Xiao and Che Yang personally supported the Lingshi Mine. The five of Leng Yue were not opponents at all. Fang Xiao died in battle, and Mrs. Tianlei's body was destroyed, leaving only Yuan Ying. The five of Leng Yue also severely injured Che Yang, and the loss was relatively large .

In addition, other strongholds have also been attacked, and the losses are not small.

Afterwards, the Sable Clan quickly retreated and held on to the Sable Mountains.

"Fairy Yang, it's your turn to fight next time. Without you, we can't suppress Bian Yao."

Leng Yue suggested, with a heavy tone.

If it weren't for the treasures protecting her body, she would have died.

The dry thunder blade, the treasure of the sable family, is so powerful that ordinary defensive treasures can't stop it at all.

"The sables are shrinking their troops, obviously waiting for reinforcements. We can't disperse our forces, remove unnecessary strongholds, and don't give them a chance to divide and annihilate them."

Wang Changsheng suggested that they took down fifteen strongholds of the Sable Clan, and if they divided up their troops to guard them, it would give the enemy a chance, and it would be fine to just hold on to the main strongholds.

"It took us a lot of effort to win the Lingshi Mine. The Lingshi Mine must be garrisoned by fit monks."

Leng Yue said in a deep voice, she doesn't care about other strongholds, the Lingshi Mine must be garrisoned by fit monks, which is the interest of the Lengyan faction.

(End of this chapter)