Fantasy: I Can View The Script Of Life

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Rumble——

Zhuang Xinming pressed his palm casually.

A huge palm phantom appeared in front of it, and it quickly grabbed those energy long swords.

Puff puff puff——

However.

Those long swords exploded suddenly, and a large amount of smoke instantly filled the sealed space.

The surrounding environment is changing rapidly.

Damn.

There is still trouble.

Boom boom boom——

Zhuang Xinming let out a roar, and frantically launched an attack on the surroundings, trying to break through the trap as soon as possible.

at this time.

Zhuang Xinming's face was very ugly. He admitted that he was indeed a little swollen. He thought he had broken through to the realm of a saint.

You can directly push Qingyun Holy Land horizontally.

But what he didn't expect was.

I suffered such a big loss when I first came here.

If you don't break this formation quickly, the people you brought with you will be in danger.

Not many of them can withstand the sixth-level killing array.

what--

Puff--

really.

As soon as Zhuang Xinming came up with this idea, there were many screams from around, Feng Wuhen was planning to separate them.

Then carry out a group break.

Zhuang Xinming: "Damn it!"

After a roar.

Zhuang Xinming quickly performed his own exercises, and a bell appeared in his hand, and he quickly threw it towards the top of his head.

"town!"

jingle~

buzz buzz --

As Zhuang Xinming's words fell, the bell made a Huayin sound, and the surrounding space fluctuated instantly.

uh... uh-

Followed by a few muffled hums, although Chu Yang was a little far away from the combat zone, he himself was also affected at this time, and his soul was inexplicably stung for a while.

[It turned out to be a soul attack. If my soul hadn't been continuously tempered, I might have been in danger just now. 】

at this time.

Around Chu Yang, many disciples with relatively low cultivation levels prostrated themselves on the ground, with blood overflowing from their mouths and noses.

brush--

Puff puff--

The smoke cleared.

All the elders in Feng Wuhen spat out a mouthful of blood, their faces became extremely pale, and the sleepy formation dissipated.

"Old Ancestor!"

A group of sleepy arrays just disappeared.

How many heart-piercing screams came from around?

The tone seemed very sad.

Take a look.

at this time.

In front of the mountain gate of Qingyun Holy Land.

There were three more corpses of the old man, and he couldn't feel any spirit aura.

show

Of course, he was too dead to die anymore.

Not only that.

Except for Zhuang Xinming, everyone else had more or less scars on their bodies, and their faces were even more gloomy and terrifying.

See the smoke clear.

Those people breathed a sigh of relief.

He showed an expression of being robbed of his future life.

If it weren't for Zhuang Xinming's quick shot, they might have followed in the footsteps of those three.

Looking at the pale Feng Wuhen.

There was endless killing intent in Wang Cong's eyes.

He said angrily: "Feng Wuhen, you deserve to die, you will definitely destroy Qingyun Holy Land today."

Boom boom boom——

Under the leadership of Zhuang Xinming, the others launched an attack on the formation together. Even if Feng Wuhen and others tried their best to maintain it, they still couldn't control the situation.

bang bang bang—

Kacha Kacha——

The lightning in the Qingyun Temple surged, obviously it was the critical moment of breakthrough, and the mountain protection array continued to have cracks.

Apparently it won't last long.

When everyone in Qingyun Holy Land saw this scene, they couldn't help showing despairing expressions in their eyes.

If the formation is broken.

Relying on their strength can't help at all.

Chu Yang could only clenched his fists, and he couldn't help feeling a sense of powerlessness in his heart, which made him even more eager for strength.

Tread——

at this time.

Lin Tian and Yang Zhan came to Chu Yang's side, their eyes full of seriousness.

"stop!"

at this time.

A figure flew in the sky.

This is a woman in a long white dress, with black hair hanging freely on her shoulders like a waterfall, her cold and arrogant temperament gives people a feeling of repelling others thousands of miles away.

But her delicate cheeks.

Still can't help but make people look away.

Chu Yang: "Master!"

After seeing this figure.

Chu Yang called out immediately.

That's right.

The woman who appeared in the sky at this time was Condensed Frost.

When the other disciples of Qingyun Holy Land heard Chu Yang's shout, their faces showed incredulous expressions.

"This... is this the peak master of Xuanqing Peak?"

...

Chu Yang ignored everyone's surprise.

Instead, look to the condensed frost in the air.

Facing her scolding, Zhuang Xinming and others did not stop attacking, they were still attacking the protective formation.

at this time.

A golden token appeared in Condensed Frost's hand.

He said in a cold voice: "Here is the order of Shenzong, if you don't stop, everything will come to an end."

Conceited. "

Um? ?

Seeing the token in Ning Ningshuang's hand, Zhuang Xinming's expression suddenly changed.

Quickly said: "Stop!"

Zhuang Xinming said this.

Yu Zhengyun and the others quickly stopped their movements, and their eyes focused on Ning Ningshuang.

Zhuang Xinming: "Who are you, why do you have such a thing as the Shenzong order?"

Shenzong order!

It can only be issued by Shenzong, and only those with extremely high status can obtain it.

who owns this token.

When necessary, you can even transfer to a saint-level master.

Condensed Cream: "I am the master of Xuanqing Peak. As for how the token came from, it has nothing to do with you, right?"

at this time.

Zhuang Xinming's face was gloomy and uncertain. Today's events were a bit unexpected. There was someone in Qingyun Holy Land holding the Shenzong Order.

This made him fearful.

Another piece.

The disciples of Qingyun Holy Land watched as Ning Ningshuang used a token to shock the Holy Land of Absolute Beginning.

There was a surprised expression on his face.

Mu Changkong quickly approached Zhuang Xinming.

He whispered: "Holy Master, this token seems to belong to the Raining Rain Sect. It is rumored that the Sect Master of this Shenzong has an illegitimate daughter. If I guess correctly, it should be this person."

Hear what Mu Zhangkong said.

Zhuang Xinming frowned slightly.

After pondering for a while.

He sighed helplessly.

Zhuang Xinming: "Forget it, let's let it go today!"

Although she is only an illegitimate daughter, owning a token of Shenzong is enough to prove her extraordinary status. "

After exchanging a few words with Mu Changkong.

Zhuang Xinming looked up at Condensed Cream.

He opened his mouth and said: "Since Miss Leng has come forward, I will sell your father to save face today."

The voice fell.

Zhuang Xinming first looked up at Qingyun Temple.

Then he turned his attention to Feng Wuhen.

He said coldly: "You are lucky this time. When the secret realm of the ancient battlefield is opened this time, we will definitely recover the loss of the secret realm of the abyss with interest."

"let's go!"

The voice fell.

Zhuang Xinming turned around and left directly, and now it was impossible to continue to do anything in this situation.

Staying here can only add to the congestion.

Seeing that Zhuang Xinming had left.

Those ancestors of the sect will naturally not be left behind.

Wang Cong glanced at Chu Yang and the others unwillingly.

Following Zhuang Xinming and others, they disappeared into the void.

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