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Chapter 525 Rescue
He didn't dare to be careless, he pinched Fajue, the black flag shone brightly, a large black hurricane flew out from the flag, turned into a huge black wind python, and rushed towards the yellow sand dragon.

As soon as Chen Yifeng raised his hand, a black light flew out. It was a bull's head with black light flowing continuously. After a blur, it instantly swelled to the size of a house, and there were two green flames in the eye sockets.

The bull's head exudes a strong wave of Yin Qi, which is a magic weapon.

It opened its mouth, sprayed out a large black filament, and hit the blue iron rod with the sound of "chi chi" piercing the air.

Chen Yifeng made a change in his technique and hit the huge bone bird several times. Five ghost kings and hundreds of ghost generals rushed into the huge bone bird one after another, emitting a dazzling black light.

The black light dissipated, and a human-shaped skeleton with two wings on its back appeared, holding a white bone sword in its hand. The breath of the human-shaped skeleton was infinitely close to the Nascent Soul Stage,

The wings on the back of the human-shaped skeleton flapped and rushed towards the silver flying sword.

There was a muffled sound of "Keng Keng", and the silver flying swords slashed at the human-shaped skeleton one after another, while the ancient white sword was intact.

The blue iron rod was tightly bound by the black filaments. Wang Changsheng yelled, and with a flick of his wrist, the bull's head was thrown out.

There was a loud thunder on his body, and a large piece of blue lightning flew out and hit the opposite side.

Chen Yifeng didn't panic, and flew out a black shield with black light constantly flowing, and instantly swelled up to block in front of him. The blue lightning struck the black shield, and there was a muffled sound.

A crisp sound of swords rang out, and a large sheet of silver flying swords trapped the human-shaped skeleton inside, vaguely forming a sword array.

With a pinch of Chen Yifeng's Fajue, the human-shaped skeleton spewed out a stream of green flames, hitting the silver flying sword.

"Break it for me."

Zhao Yunrong pinched Fajue, the sword blew loudly, and countless silver sword qi flew out, hitting the human-shaped skeleton.

The human-shaped skeleton has been tempered with Yin Qi for a hundred years, and it has also fused with five ghost kings and hundreds of ghost generals. Its defense is very strong. With Zhao Yunrong's cultivation of four layers of alchemy, even if it is set up with a sword array, it will not be able to destroy it for a while. Kill this monster.

"Boom!"

A huge roar sounded, the yellow sand dragon tore the black wind python to pieces, and rushed towards Chen Yifeng.

The Hanyun bottle turned around and sprayed out a beam of white light, heading straight for Chen Yifeng.

The white beam of light hit the black shield, and the black shield suddenly froze, turning into a huge ice sculpture.

The yellow sand jellyfish was less than twenty feet away from Chen Yifeng, and its body suddenly split into pieces, turning into a large piece of yellow flying needles, hitting Chen Yifeng.

Facing the attacks of two alchemy cultivators, Chen Yifeng found it very difficult. Even though he was the master of the Hundred Ghosts Sect, he could not stop Wang Changsheng and Zhao Yunrong if he had prepared in advance.

With a pinch of his Fajue, the black flags shone brightly, and a dozen or so tall black hurricanes flew out, facing the yellow flying needle.

At this moment, a silver light flew towards him, and before Chen Yifeng had time to react, the silver light turned into a round of scorching silver sun, covering his figure.

Zhao Yunrong raised his right hand, and slashed towards the void of the scorching silver sun, a dazzling silver light flew out, striking the scorching silver sun aggressively, after performing this blow, Zhao Yunrong's complexion turned pale.

Spiritual technique Taibai Demon Slashing Sword.

The speed of the silver light was extremely fast, and it instantly submerged into the scorching silver sun, and there was a muffled sound.

There was a wave of ripples above the scorching silver sun, and a blue vortex several feet in size emerged out of thin air. A giant palm filled with a large number of blue arcs quickly reached out and slapped the scorching silver sun, and there was also a muffled sound.

With Zhao Yunrong's sword art, thousands of silver flying swords gathered quickly and turned into a silver giant sword more than ten feet long. A layer of silver flames appeared on the surface of the sword body, and it was submerged into the silver scorching sun after a single hovering. There were two more muffled sounds.

Two ear-piercing arrow whistles sounded, and two golden lights sank into the scorching silver sun, and flew out from the scorching silver sun.

A shrill scream sounded!
Not long after, the silvery sun dissipated.

Chen Yifeng was wearing a gleaming black battle armor, with a finger-thick blood hole on his head and chest, his eyes were full of disbelief.

He has mastered a defensive spirit technique, which has strong defensive power, but both Wang Changsheng and Zhao Yunrong have mastered a spirit technique, otherwise they would not have broken Chen Yifeng's defense so quickly.

Chen Yifeng's body quickly fell towards the ground, and a large ghost image suddenly flew out of the human-shaped skeleton.

Wang Changsheng ignored Chen Yifeng's body, put away the magic weapon, turned into a blue rainbow and flew towards the mountain gate of Baiguimen.

Not long after, he came to the mountain gate of the Hundred Ghosts Sect. The disciples of the Hundred Ghosts Sect were chasing and killing the opponents of the righteous monks by virtue of the geographical advantage.

When Wang Changsheng thought that Wang Ruyan's life and death were unknown, he was so anxious that he flicked his sleeve, and countless yellow flying needles flew out, piercing through the body of the disciple of the Hundred Ghosts Sect.

There was a scream, and more than a dozen disciples of the Hundred Ghosts Sect fell into a pool of blood.

He looked around, but he didn't see the disciples of Bailingmen or members of the royal family.

Not long after, Wang Changsheng stopped with gloomy eyes.

Following his gaze, a large black mist appeared in front of him, and there was a burst of explosions from time to time. Three alchemy monks were holding formation flags and were urging the formation with all their strength.

Wang Changsheng's heart sank, he thought that Wang Ruyan and Wang Qingshan were trapped in the formation.

Three alchemy monks, the highest alchemy level is four, and the lowest is two levels.

Without saying a word, Wang Changsheng shook his sleeve, and a large yellow fine sand flew out, turning into a huge yellow sand dragon, and pounced on a beautiful young woman in a black dress. After opening four layers of pills, he had no choice but to attack the young woman in the black skirt.

As long as Wang Changsheng interfered with their activation of the formation, the chances of Zhao Yunxiao and the others breaking through the formation would be higher.

"I'm here to stop him. You guys use all your strength to mobilize the formation and kill them. It seems that Chen Daoyou was killed."

A black-robed man in his early thirties raised a black flag, unleashed a gust of wind, and blocked the yellow sand dragon.

The black-robed man has the fourth level of alchemy, and is the highest among the three.

"Get out of here!"

A stern look flashed in Wang Changsheng's eyes, he shouted loudly, and there was a loud thunder on his body, and a large blue lightning flew out of him, hitting the man in black robe.

He sacrificed the cold bottle, spewed out billowing cold air, turned into a white ice dragon, and rushed towards the man in black robe.

The black-robed man snorted softly, held the black flag with both hands, and shook it lightly. There was a "chi chi" piercing through the air, and countless gray wind blades flew out, smashing the blue lightning and the white ice dragon to pieces. .

The rumbling roar continued, and the air waves rose violently.

"Wang Daoyou, my little sister will help you, you go to save Zhao Daoyou and the others."

Zhao Yunrong's voice came from the sky.

A round of silver streamer flew from the distant sky and hit the man in black robe.

After Wang Changsheng heard this, he flew towards the young woman in the black dress.

At this moment, a ray of black light shot out and arrived in front of him in an instant, less than twenty feet away.

Wang Changsheng screamed in his heart that it was not good, so he wanted to avoid it. The black light suddenly burst and turned into a huge black light curtain, covering Wang Changsheng inside.

This is the third-rank low-grade talisman seal ghost prison talisman. The third-rank low-grade monsters are trapped and cannot escape in a short time.

The three of them never imagined that Wang Changsheng was a physical cultivator, not just an ordinary physical cultivator.

At this time, Zhao Yunrong was also wrestling with the black-robed man, the air was billowing and roaring continuously.

Wang Changsheng yelled, and slapped his right hand towards the void, and a giant blue palm filled with a large number of blue arcs flew out instantly, and slapped on the black light curtain.

　Thank you kk fish meat for the reward

　
(End of this chapter)