Hidden among the villains [Quick Transmigration]

At this moment, the spiritual cards in the hands of the seventeen surviving monks have quietly changed.

Everything about the Battle of Tianbang that was originally displayed in the spirit card disappeared, and was replaced by a prohibition like maggots attached to the bone. This prohibition was traced back by the breath left by the monk refining the spirit card, and invaded the spirit platform to firmly take root , difficult to peel off.It was as if something cold was attached to the body like a shadow.

When everyone was investigating, a stream of green waves, like drizzle and mist, overturned from the southwest sky, and the spiritual power fluctuations in it rushed towards Tianguang Xianshi Lake with a sense of haste.

Twelve sword beams suddenly appeared in midair, forming a mountain shape, trying to block Bibo from the outside.

"Please ask Sword Master Tianming to let it in."

The female cultivator in charge of Yunshuijian looked at this ray of sunlight, feeling a little uneasy in her heart, and said anxiously to stop it.The thing in the sky is called Tianhai Ningbo, and it is one of the methods evolved from the Yunshuijian Protectorate Array. When the sect changes, it can separate thousands of rays of light, track down the monks outside the sect, and send them messages Huizong rescue.

But Yunshuijian's sect-protecting formation had not been touched for thousands of years.

At this moment, the brilliance of the blue wave was dim, and it was on the verge of dissipating amidst the trembling. Before the twelve sword shadows in front of it dispersed, it exploded, releasing the spiritual consciousness contained in it.

"All Yunshuijian disciples, hurry back to the mountain gate and fight against the enemy together."

This hasty sound exploded directly above Tianguang Xianshi Lake, and all the monks present could hear it clearly.

Over the past few hundred years, even if there has been friction among the mountain gates, it has never risen to the level of a battle between the sects. What's more, Yunshui is one of the four major sects in the cultivation world. Three or four great powers stationed in the battle during the tribulation period, who dares to rob them?

Taixuan Mountain and Shuiyunjian are tens of thousands of miles away, but everyone feels inexplicably that this change in Yunshui is vaguely related to the battle of Tianbang.

"Yun Shui withdrew from the Tianbang battle. All the disciples immediately followed me back to the gate." The female cultivator made a decision without hesitation.

Tian Xing frowned, and said in a deep voice: "Yunshui and Yaoguang have known each other for thousands of years. How can we sit idly by and ignore the changes in your school this time? If you don't mind, my junior brother Tianming and junior sister Yu are willing to walk with fellow Taoists. Little power."

"The poor monk is also willing to go with fellow Taoists." Ascetic saluted slightly.

"Thank you fellow daoists." The female cultivator's expression was slightly slow, and she didn't want to delay for a moment.A hundred-foot red silk slipped out from between the sleeves, as light as brocade, with a corner hanging down, floating with the wind.

"Disciple is willing to go with the ascetic master." Mu Qinyan said in a warm voice with slightly drooping eyebrows.

"This..." Penance hesitated.

"Let him go." Liao Kong pondered for a moment, his eyes trembling slightly.

In this way, the red silk rolled up the seven people, exuded red brilliance, left the Tianguang Xianshi Lake, and galloped away.

In Cangshan Mountain in the southwest, Qingbi Waterfall runs, shaking the valley. Beside it, there is an inverted gorge. The three sides are independent and ups and downs. , There are thousands of towers hidden deep, it is Shuiyunjian.

This place is easy to defend and difficult to attack. Under the cover of the protective array, ordinary monks have no one to lead the way, and they can't even go around.But at this moment, the place where the mountain stream converged seemed to be knocked open by something, and the two sides collapsed, revealing a huge gap, and the ground was full of flying sand and gravel.

The guardian array has been broken, and the spiritual energy has collapsed and has nothing to rely on. It has turned into thousands of cyclones and strong winds whistling in the canyon.

When several people rushed back to Shuiyunjian in red silk, an incomparably powerful force roared from the depths like thunder and torrents, shaking everyone's eardrums with pain.

Yunshui's female cultivator turned pale for a moment, and she was very familiar with the aura suppressed by this force in the air. It was none other than Fairy Yunhua, the master of Yunshui, a great power in the middle stage of the tribulation.

Hong Ling turned like a wave, and was very familiar with the terrain in the valley. In an instant, she led the seven people through layers of rubble and wreckage, and came to the source of this power fluctuation.

Between the overlapping mountains and precipices, a vast place looks like a fairyland. Looking at it from a distance, there is a black shadow hundreds of feet in the mountains, constantly churning and extending, and the scales all over the body are beating out layers of blood. Light, with deformed horns on his head, four feet and three claws, emitting a faint blue cold light, which is extremely frightening.These colossal monsters have already destroyed the exquisite Feiyu Corridor among the water and clouds seven or eight times. At this moment, they are fighting against a magnificent five-color cloud, and the three eyes on the head of the huge snake are angry, shining with soul-eating scarlet lights.

Fairy Yunhua manipulated Yunxia to struggle against it, and she was surrounded by hundreds of Yunshui female cultivators, which seemed to be the last line of defense for Yunshuijian.Once breached, this monster will run amok here.

"What exactly is this?" Standing behind Tianming, Master Yuqing had never heard of such a terrifying monster in the cultivation world for hundreds of years.

"Looking at its appearance, it seems to be the Ten Thousand Grottoes Demonic Flood Dragon," Tianming wondered, "but the number of Yan Cave Demonic Flood Dragons is very small, and the most recent one survived the thunder calamity 300 years ago and flew into the upper realm. Besides, the Ten Thousand Caves It is the limit for the magic dragon to grow to a hundred feet, which is not tolerated by the heavens and the earth, but this one in front of me is several times bigger, whether it is a magic dragon or not, I dare not easily say."

Mu Qinyan's eyes were gloomy. Since the monks who ascended to the upper realm may fall back to the lower realm, the same may be true for the monsters who survived the thunder disaster.The difference is that most of the cultivator's cultivation base is improved from the soul, but the monster beast will have a physical transformation. This magic dragon has already experienced the thunder calamity quenching body, and lived under the spiritual pressure of the upper realm for an unknown number of years. Yue, even if it falls into the lower realm, the changed scales and bones will not return to their original form in a short time.That's why it can be so tyrannical, sweeping across the entire Shuiyun Stream with its own power.

While several people were guessing, the demon dragon became fierce, its body turned, and the bloody light that emerged from its scales was like a violent wave, extremely powerful, and only dimmed the colorful clouds.

Yunhua spat out a mouthful of blood, the true energy in her veins was about to be exhausted, and the immortal weapon Cheng Tianhua supported was crumbling under the fierce collisions of the demon dragon again and again.

Above the red silk, Yunshui's team leader female cultivator knew that it was not appropriate to easily distract the suzerain at this time. She suppressed Yunling who was about to rush over, and said sincerely: "Please help me Yunshui to get through this calamity. Thank you very much.”

The purpose of the few people coming here was to help, so naturally they will not shirk at this moment.But such a behemoth is no longer something that a golden core stage monk like Mu Qinyan can deal with.

The ascetic master said solemnly: "The three of you can take shelter on this red silk for a while."

The female cultivator leading Yunshui also had no intention of sending Yunling to her death: "This Baiyun Ling is also a high-grade treasure. If anything happens, it will take the three of you out of here as soon as possible."

"I don't want to leave Yunshui, I..."

"Yun Ling, if any accident happens, take your junior sister and escape from this place, and you must not be arrogant." The female cultivator interrupted Yun Ling sharply, and turned to Mu Qinyan, pleading, "If this fellow Taoist has the energy, Please also take care of the two of them. This Heavenly Dew Spiritual Cloud Pill is all your reward." She raised her hand and took out a pill from her sleeve. The figure of the demon dragon froze slightly, but under the celestial artifact Cheng Tianhua, there was obviously something more attractive to it.But for a moment, its attention was pulled back.

"Good thing, I see that your realm has loosened a bit, and it probably won't be long before the Broken Pill will become a baby. This Tianlu Lingyun Pill can stabilize the Lingtai, speed up the flow of spiritual flow, and help the baby. But she gave it to the ascetic old man. Your elixir, I am afraid that you are worried about the destruction of Yunshui, and want Kongyin Temple to take care of these two female cultivators." Jiang He analyzed.

Mu Qinyan shrugged off humbly, saying no dare, and took a look at the ascetic master.The latter sighed slightly, and only said: "Go on."

In the wind of gorilla hunting, Tianming and Yuqing have already drawn their swords.There seemed to be a ray of ice flying down from the sky between the two remote peaks, and layers of icy sword energy spread in the air instantly, covering the red-gleaming scales of the black flood dragon with a thin layer of frost, making its figure sluggish for a moment.But at this moment, Tianming's sword intent was like the light of fire falling from the sky, lingering down, converging into a ray of unfathomable light, and slashing straight at the monster's head.

"Sword Master, be careful! Its deformed horns can emit an extremely powerful thunder light, burning the soul of a monk." Seeing someone helping, Fairy Yunhua's beautiful eyes lightened slightly, and she reminded loudly.

Just before she spoke to remind, the huge twisted green and black horns on the head of Wanku Heijiao glowed with phosphorescent light, and the brilliance flowed from bottom to top, and every time it turned, it became stronger and stronger, and when it reached the apex, the red light flickered and roared It made a sound, as if it was about to open a blood hole in the sky, bursting and flashing, as if the sky was falling apart.

In an instant, Tianming's sword light was facing the thunder, and it was completely covered before it met.At this moment, a round of golden light rose suddenly, like a big sun gushing out, shattering the billowing thunder, breaking through the ten thousand caves, the bloody glow all over the demon dragon's body, burning like waves.

The magic dragon uttered a loud roar as it suffered from pain, and its body shrank, Yun Hua only felt the pressure suddenly lighten.In the sky above, the sword power enough to tear Cangshan has arrived.

Under the threat, the Wanku Demon Jiao suddenly burst out a layer of black brilliance like a curtain, turned its head around, and sprayed a black flame towards the sky.Jian Guang wanted to stop Tianming.

The sky is shining brightly, and it is extremely magnificent.

The powerful force collided, and the remaining power swept to Mu Qinyan's side, which already made people's hearts surge.The dark golden golden core inside his spiritual altar is constantly spinning, its power is condensed, and a human-shaped virtual image is faintly revealed.

Yun Ling and another Yunshui female cultivator retreated to the side, horrified in their hearts, this Buddhist cultivator was going to be here, broken into a baby.

The sunset glow in the sky, the misty sea of ​​clouds, golden light bursts of rain and dew.If he realized something from the asceticism, he turned around in surprise, only to find that Fang and the wonderful sound of the weak crown had really been surrounded by layers of aura, as picturesque as a stage.

The capital of the sky, but it is not born at the right time.