Big dreamer

At this moment, a golden light flashed at the top of the mountain, and a golden sword light shot out from a hall, with a person hidden in it.

"It's the master's Golden Dragon Sword!" Tian Tiesheng was overjoyed.

Shen Luo's eyes lit up when he heard it.

But then, a thick black gas shot out from below, chasing the golden sword light, and caught up with the sword light in the blink of an eye, and the two sides fought together.

The golden sword light was dazzling and imposing. The black gas was insignificant in comparison, but it had amazing magical powers. It condensed and did not disperse under the strangulation of the sword energy, retreated and gathered again, not only did it not lose the wind, but forced the golden sword light to retreat continuously.

When Tian Tiesheng saw this scene, the joy on his face froze, and Shen Luo next to him frowned, thinking that there were indeed masters entangled with Feng Yang Zhenren.

"Hehe! Feng Yang Zhenren, your Golden Dragon Sword is so powerful, it's really disappointing." A hoarse and harsh voice came from the black gas.

Before he finished speaking, a black light shot out from the black air and hit the golden sword light with great speed.

A loud "clang" sound echoed in the air, and the golden sword light was knocked back.

The black light repelled the golden sword light, but it did not disappear. Instead, it entangled the retreating golden sword light like a maggot.

There was a continuous hissing sound, and the bright golden light was like a raging fire meeting water, and it was extinguished for the most part, but the black light finally disappeared without a trace.

The golden light converged on the mountain wall not far away, revealing a figure, it was Master Feng Yang.

He held a three-foot golden sword, which burst into brilliant golden light, but his face flushed, his chest kept rising and falling, and a wound on his shoulder was cracked, blood gushed out, staining a large area of ​​Taoist robes red.

"Xuan Yin ghost! Who are you? How can you know this ancient sinister technique?" Master Feng Yang shouted.

The black air laughed strangely, but did not answer the question of Feng Yang Zhenren. The black air swelled and rolled over again.

Feng Yang Zhenren's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly flew backwards, just flying towards the mountain gate, and waved his sword.

The golden flying sword in his hand immediately shot out and slashed at the flying black air. The golden light on the flying sword surged and turned into a ball of golden flame.

The black air seemed to be quite concerned about the golden flame on the sword. It did not take it hard and dodged quickly to the side.

But at this moment, a golden light shot out from the golden flying sword, which was a golden talisman, hitting the black air with great speed.

The talisman suddenly emitted a golden light, exuding a righteous spirit. The black air was illuminated by the golden light and immediately dissipated quickly.

"Pure Yang True Talisman!"

A cry of pain came from the black air, and the black air rolled violently. A layer of dark light penetrated and resisted the golden light of the golden talisman.

With a "whoosh", the golden flying sword came like lightning and slashed fiercely on the black gas.

"Sizzle"

The black gas was cut in half, and a black figure emerged.

This person was all black, with a layer of fine black scales on his body, his face was also covered with black scales, his eyes were bloodshot, and his mouth was full of canine teeth. He was actually a zombie.

However, this zombie was different from the zombies below. His eyes were smart, as if he had opened his spiritual intelligence, and he also had a pair of black flesh wings on his back, which looked very strange.

"Ah, could this be the legendary flying zombie!" Tian Tiesheng exclaimed when he saw the black zombie.

Shen Luo's face also changed slightly. He had read in a book that flying zombies were an alien species among zombies. They were extremely powerful and could fly into the sky and hide in the ground, far better than ordinary zombies.

"Dare to destroy my corpse cloud, pay with your life!"

The flying zombie's eyes shone red, and the flesh wings behind him spread out. The whole person instantly turned into a black shadow and shot towards Master Feng Yang at an extremely fast speed.

He opened his mouth wide, and a black beam of light attacked Feng Yang Zhenren's chest.

Feng Yang Zhenren was startled, and it was too late to dodge. He waved his sleeves, and a golden light flashed on them. They swelled up in the wind and instantly turned into two wide curtains, blocking the black beam of light.

With a muffled "bang", the two curtains sank deeply.

This pair of large sleeves seemed to be a treasure. Although they were tight, they did not crack and held up the black beam of light.

But before Feng Yang Zhenren could breathe a sigh of relief, the black wind around the black beam of light formed a black vortex, and a huge black ghost claw suddenly stretched out from it and stabbed the curtain fiercely.

The curtain could no longer hold on and was pierced with a "swish". The black ghost claw slapped Feng Yang Zhenren's chest.

Feng Yang Zhenren cried out "Wow", spitting out a mouthful of blood, and was hit hard from the sky, hitting the gray light curtain near the mountain gate, and then fell from mid-air, landing near Shen Luo and the others, with a layer of gray ice crystals on his Taoist robe.

From the appearance of Feng Yang Zhenren to his defeat at this moment, it is complicated to say, but in fact it only took a few breaths.

"Master!" Shen Luo and Tian Tiesheng rushed over and helped Feng Yang Zhenren up.

Feng Yang Zhenren glanced at the two of them, stayed on Shen Luo for a while, and a hint of strange color flashed in his eyes, but it disappeared immediately.

A black shadow flashed in the vortex of the dark wind, and the flying zombie emerged, looking very proud and laughing.

After laughing, it spread its wings behind it, and was about to swoop down and kill Feng Yang Zhenren completely. Hot wind suddenly rose behind its head, and it hurriedly dodged to the side, but it was the golden flying sword that attacked silently from behind.

As the master of Chunqiu Temple, Feng Yang Zhenren has profound cultivation. Although he was severely injured, he did not lose the ability to fight back. With the support of Shen Tian and the others, he pinched his fingers with one hand and controlled the Golden Dragon Sword to slash at the flying zombies, forcing them to stay away.

Senior Brother Niu and Ding Yuan also came to the mountain gate at this moment. Seeing this scene, their faces changed drastically and their eyes rolled. Instead of standing with Shen Luo and Feng Yang Zhenren, they retreated to the side.

"I'm fine. Today, my Chunqiu Temple was robbed. The situation is over. You guys go quickly and leave a trace of incense for my Chunqiu Temple!" Feng Yang Zhenren pushed Shen Luo and the others away and raised his hand in a hurry.

Seven or eight golden talismans shot out from his sleeves. After "sizzling", they turned into seven or eight golden fireballs the size of watermelons, emitting a strong and fiery pure Yang positive energy, hitting the gray light curtain not far away.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Every time a golden fireball hits the gray light curtain, there will be a thunderous explosion, and the light curtain will tremble violently.

The pure yang energy in the golden fireball seems to be the nemesis of the light curtain. Every time a fireball hits it, the light curtain will become a little thinner.

The last golden fireball hits the gray light curtain, and the light curtain finally can't bear it. With a "crack", a hole with a diameter of about ten feet was blown out.

The gray clouds on the nearby light curtain seemed to notice the damage here, and all surged up and gathered here. The gray light flashed at the damaged part of the hole, and it slowly shrank.

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