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"Grandfather, please look, this is a dragon ball of the third-level sacred beast Golden Crown Jiao, which is extremely rare." Zhao Kangming took out the Palm Heavenly Pearl and handed it to Zhao Ming.

Zhao Ming carefully checked it and did not find anything unusual.

At this moment, a sharp and rapid sound suddenly sounded. Zhao Ming frowned, took out a communication disk, typed in a spell, and a panicked voice suddenly sounded: "It's not good, Sect Master, a lot of sacred beasts in the transformation period suddenly appeared in the Wanmu Mountains. They seem to be plotting to attack our mountain gate."

Zhao Ming's face changed and asked: "What? Did you catch a few alive?"

He has been a little uneasy recently, and something happened.

"No, we just found the abnormality, and they..."

A deafening roar sounded, as if someone was fighting.

Then, a somewhat panicked male voice sounded: "It's not good, Senior Brother Shen, a large number of monsters are gathering and rushing towards our mountain gate, as if they are going to attack our mountain gate."

"What should the master do now?"

Zhao Ming's face darkened after hearing this, and he ordered: "Send someone to notify Junior Brother Han and Junior Brother Li, and ask them to quickly support. Don't let the monsters break through the mountain gate. I will also rush over."

"Yes, Master."

Zhao Ming put away the mirror, stuffed the palm of the sky bead into his arms, and said to Zhao Kangming: "Let's leave Wanguimen immediately. This place is probably the target of the enemy. We can't stay here."

"Grandfather, didn't you say you wanted to resist? They are just some low-level monsters. What's there to be afraid of?" Zhao Kangming was slightly stunned.

"Hmph, ordinary people can't command the monsters in the Wanmu Mountains. I'm afraid the enemy has already sneaked in. Let Junior Brother Li and the others hold the enemy, and we'll go first."

If it was an ordinary enemy, Zhao Ming would not be afraid at all. The problem is that the other party dared to move even the Ning family, so it would not be a problem to deal with him.

He learned from various channels that the Ning family could not do anything to the thieves even if they sent out the combined cultivators, which means that the enemy has many cultivators who have reached the great perfection of the Refining Void.

This does not include the combined cultivators who did not take action.

The Wanmu Zhuling Formation is a reduced version of the Zhuxian Formation, a seventh-grade formation with amazing defense, so the enemy will command those monsters to attack the mountain gate of the Wankui Gate. Although it seems that there should be no danger for a while, according to his many years of experience and the enemy's intentions, this time it is probably planned for a long time.

Therefore, Zhao Ming did not want to stay any longer, because he was afraid that if he left too late, he would not be able to escape.

"Grandfather, it's not good for us to do this! If others know, they will probably be dissatisfied with us." Zhao Kangming said cautiously.

"Hmph, when disaster strikes, everyone flees. I can't care about these things now. Besides, as long as I'm fine, Wanguimen will still be here. If you follow me, you won't be able to leave if it's too late."

After saying this, Zhao Ming put away the dragon ball and walked out of the residence quickly, followed by Zhao Kangming.

As soon as Zhao Ming walked out of the door, a strong wind suddenly blew, dark clouds gathered, and countless yellow mist emerged from the ground, covering the area of ​​500 miles.

"What's going on! How could there be a formation here?" Zhao Ming's face changed drastically.

The guards of Wanguimen didn't know about the formation covering such a large area. They were really useless.

He never thought that it was Zhao Kangming who laid the formation himself, and those guards would not doubt Zhao Kangming at all.

A miserable cry sounded, and Zhao Kangming fell heavily to the ground.

"Grandfather, save me." Zhao Kangming vomited blood and begged.

Countless yellow mist emerged and turned into a yellow giant hand over a hundred feet long, slapping Zhao Kangming.

A miserable cry sounded.

A huge yellow rat appeared in front of Zhao Ming, it was Xiaoyaozi.

There were many monks from the Wangui Sect within a radius of 500 miles, and they all flew towards Zhao Ming.

Zhao Ming saw Xiaoyaozi, his face changed, and he opened his mouth, and a golden light shot out, turning into a giant tower over a hundred feet high. The tower was shining with golden light, and the spiritual energy was overwhelming.

Zhao Ming pinched the magic formula, and the tower door opened automatically. One by one, golden puppet beasts walked out of the golden giant tower. Most of them were in the Nascent Soul stage, there were two puppet beasts in the Refining Void stage, and ten puppet beasts in the God Transformation stage. This force was enough to destroy a medium-sized sect.

The yellow giant rat roared to the sky, and a powerful yellow sound wave flew out. Wherever the sound wave passed, the air wave rolled, towering trees were broken in half, and buildings were torn into pieces. The disciples of Wan Gui Sect who came to support did not understand the situation, and they died of bleeding from all seven orifices. Their internal organs were shattered by the powerful sound wave and fell from the sky.

"Flying rat! You, the flying rat clan, actually obeyed the orders of human cultivators. This is not like your style." Zhao Ming's eyes kept turning, and his eyes fell on the yellow giant rat.

"Hehe, don't bother with this, Your Excellency. Someone asked me to take your head. If you know what's good for you, twist your head off yourself to avoid me." The yellow giant rat spoke human words.

Zhao Ming pinched the magic formula, and dozens of puppet beasts pounced on Xiaoyaozi. Before they got close, all kinds of spells hit Xiaoyaozi's head.

Various magic lights struck, and the void emitted a harsh roar. The yellow giant rat howled to the sky, and a powerful sound wave flew out, rolling up a lot of dust, turning into a hill over a hundred feet high, blocking in front of him.

Boom!

Various magic lights smashed the yellow hill into pieces, and the dust flew, the wind and clouds rolled wildly, and it was extremely agitated.

While the puppet beast stopped Xiaoyaozi, Zhao Ming took out a silver talisman, and the surface of the talisman was covered with runes as big as rice grains. These runes twisted constantly like living things, emitting a terrifying wave of mana.

The seventh-grade talisman escaped the sky talisman, and the eighth-grade formation could not stop it.

That's right, Zhao Ming wanted to escape. He had been restless recently, and vaguely felt that someone was going to deal with him. It's better to keep the green mountain alive than to worry about the firewood. On the surface, the enemy was just a sixth-level holy beast, but he felt that the enemy had a hidden hand.

Either the enemy's god is through people, or the enemy has helpers. No matter which one it is, he doesn't want to gamble with his life.

At this moment, a dazzling spiritual light shone in his arms, and a huge palace suddenly appeared above his head. It was Linglong Palace.

Linglong Palace released a large piece of colorful spiritual light, covering Zhao Ming, and Zhao Ming was unable to move.

He never thought that there was something wrong with the dragon ball in his arms.

He immediately understood that Zhao Kangming was controlled by someone, otherwise he would not have colluded with outsiders to murder him. As for the formation, it was probably arranged by Zhao Kangming. If it was someone else, it would definitely not be possible.

Shi Yue flew out of Linglong Palace with a pair of golden scissors in his hand.

He didn't expect things to go so smoothly. He thought he would have to spend more effort, but he didn't expect to control Zhao Ming so easily.