I stack buffs in a weird world!

Zhang Yang also frowned, thinking that the appearance of this group of monsters was very abrupt, and he and others had just left the demon tomb not long ago...

He smelled a hint of conspiracy.

"Ancestor..."

Zhang Yang looked at Ancestor Yun Jing.

"No problem!"

Ancestor Yun Jing waved his hand, thinking in his heart.

With a wave of his hand, a huge mirror appeared in the air.

The group of worm-like monsters swallowing and spewing clouds and mist swarmed in...

However, the worm group was not copied.

Yun Jing's face changed slightly, and he said to Zhang Yang and others: "Be careful, if necessary, you can abandon the ship and escape!"

After speaking, he stood up and flew towards the monster. At this time, a figure walked out of the mirror...

"Bai Yi, come out, I know it's you!" Yun Jing shouted loudly.

In fact, it is not difficult to guess that the only person who has this ability and knows that he can teach Yifeng is Bai Yi.

And this monster obviously restrains his mirroring technique, which shows that this person knows him very well.

Apart from family and friends, there are only enemies!

The worm swarm slowly dispersed, and Bai Yi stepped out slowly in the void.

"Yun Jing!"

The ancestor Yun Jing sneered, "I knew it was you!"

"Yun Jing, my goal is not to kill you..."

The ancestor Bai Yi told the truth.

Although he was slightly stronger than Yun Jing, it was impossible to kill Yun Jing.

The eighth level is not so easy to kill!

If you want to completely destroy the eighth level, I'm afraid you really need a powerful person to do it!

Even the demon blood can only destroy Mo Yun's body, and it is of no use to his soul.

Yun Jing's face was extremely ugly when he heard this, and he turned around and looked at the flying ship in the distance.

He already knew that Bai Yi's target was the remaining five disciples of the Yifeng Sect.

"Bai Yi, do you really want to do this? You know that even wild beasts won't hunt cubs!"

Yun Jing's tone was faintly filled with requests.

Bai Yi Patriarch pursed his lips tightly, "Yun Jing, don't say that now. If you were me, what would you do?"

Yun Jing was indifferent. If the situation with Yang Yan Lou changed now, he would make the same decision.

This time, the young generation of Yang Yan Lou suffered a great loss. If the next generation wants to firmly suppress Yi Feng Sect.

The five disciples of Yi Feng Sect cannot be left!

Because these five disciples will soon impact the sixth level, or even the seventh level with the resources obtained from the demon tomb!

Maybe there will really be an eighth level in it, Bai Yi can't afford to gamble!

Patriarch Yun Jing gritted his teeth and rushed towards the flying ship.

"Yun Jing, your opponent is me!"

Patriarch Bai Yi certainly would not let Yun Jing go back. With a wave of his hand, the worm swarm directly surrounded the ancestor Yun Jing.

Yun Jing was instantly blocked by the clouds and mist, and he could only hear him roar, "Bai Yi, I will fight you to the death!"

On the other side, on the flying ship.

The five disciples of Yifeng Sect looked coldly at the seven or eight disciples of Yangyan Tower in front of them.

The leader was Taoist Bailong!

"You can't run away!" Taoist Bailong said faintly.

The elders and guardian-level disciples of Yifeng Sect had died in the demon tomb, leaving only a fifth-level true disciple and four fifth-level inner disciples!

"Your name is Zhang Yang, right?!"

Bailong looked at Zhang Yang with emphasis. He remembered that it was this Zhang Yang who crippled Qin Wujiu.

Zhang Yang looked at Bailong with a serious face and said nothing.

"I am the true disciple Li Lingfeng. If you have anything, just come to me!"

Li Lingfeng was the only true disciple left, the second true disciple of Patriarch Yunjing.

He felt obliged to protect several junior brothers. Although he was afraid, he still blocked Taoist Bailong's gaze with his trembling body.

Zhang Yang looked at Li Lingfeng in surprise. He didn't expect that this unfamiliar senior brother would actually stand up.

Bai Long chuckled and looked at Li Lingfeng with contempt, "The true disciple of Yun Jing? How dare you be so arrogant in front of me with a mere fifth level?"

To be honest, although Taoist Bai Long's words were arrogant, he was indeed qualified. His current real strength could already touch the seventh level.

Presumably, this time when he returns, relying on what he has gained in the demon tomb, breaking through the seventh level should be a matter of course.

"Go!"

Taoist Bai Long sneered, and he was ready to resolve the battle in the shortest time.

The disciples of Yangyan Tower behind him heard the sound and rushed forward directly, looking for their respective opponents and rushing up.

Taoist Bai Long was originally coming towards Zhang Yang, but who knew that he was blocked by Li Lingfeng.

"Get out of the way!"

Taoist Bai Long roared and slashed with a palm.

"Hmm!?"

Li Lingfeng cried out in pain and tried to block it.

But then the old Taoist Bai Long used many magics, and Li Lingfeng also took out the life-saving magic weapon given to him by Yun Jing to block it.

"Junior brother Zhang Yang, run, run as many as you can!"Li Lingfeng screamed, his eyes full of despair, he knew he couldn't hold out for long.

But as a true disciple, he had the responsibility to stop Taoist Bai Long to buy time for other disciples to escape.

Zhang Yang didn't say anything, just glanced at him, and jumped off the flying ship.

Taoist Bai Long's face changed when he saw this, and he forced Li Lingfeng back and jumped off the flying ship.

Li Lingfeng also wanted to jump down, but was blocked by the disciples of Yangyan Tower, and could only watch helplessly as the two disappeared in the sea of ​​trees.

"Swoosh~"

Zhang Yang kept tapping on the thick branches, shuttling through the deep forest.

"Boom~" The big trees collapsed!

Behind him was Taoist Bai Long, who relied on his high realm and didn't care about the consumption of his internal energy at all, and forced his way through the obstruction of the big trees.

Finally, after the two chased for nearly two quarters of an hour, Zhang Yang stopped at the foot of a mountain with a wooden face.

"Run, keep running? Why don't you run?"

Bai Long looked at Zhang Yang with a sneer.

"Huh..."

Zhang Yang just sneered and hooked his finger at Taoist Bai Long like calling a puppy.

Bai Long's face changed, "I will tear you apart alive!"

Then he turned around, and a blue electric spark came out of his palm.

The blue lightning was like a snake, winding towards Zhang Yang.

Zhang Yang didn't move, but just stretched out his palm.

A smile appeared on Taoist Bai Long's face, "The Thunder of Annihilation, you actually caught it with your hand, you are really not afraid of death!"

This hand of the Thunder of Annihilation is one of the high-end skills of Yangyan Tower, specializing in physical cultivation of the flesh, and can even hurt the soul.

Earlier on the ring, he could see that Zhang Yang must be a physical cultivator.

The Thunder of Annihilation just restrained Zhang Yang!

"Hiss..."

The annihilation thunder climbed up Zhang Yang's palm in the blink of an eye, and his palm turned black in just a moment.

"Haha... idiot, you dare to use your body to receive it. Wait for death!"

The old Taoist Bai Long laughed contemptuously, looking at Zhang Yang as if he was looking at a dead person.

"Well... the power is good!"

Zhang Yang raised the charred palm in front of his eyes and whispered: "But... that's all, why do you think I led you to the foot of the mountain?"

The power of the mountain king slowly flowed into Zhang Yang's feet, and the charred palm visibly returned to normal, and even the annihilation thunder jumping in the palm could be seen!

Bai Long looked at this scene in a daze, "How is it possible, this is the annihilation thunder!"