Taoist Huang Ting

"Demon Zhurong!"

Lu Qingfeng had a thought in his mind and stepped back. Demon God Zhu Rong also stepped back and crashed into Lu Qingfeng's body. They saw Lu Qingfeng's Qi rising sharply, and a yellow robe shone faintly on his body, covering his whole body.

Qi is powerful.

In an instant, he climbed to the realm of Xudan.

"Demon Zhurong!"

At this time.

Lu Qingfeng's thoughts were moving, Demon God Zhu Rong appeared, and he was also in the realm of Xudan.

In Dutian Xuanming's strategy, thirty-six Dutian ghost generals and three hundred and sixty-five Xuanming Yin soldiers sat cross-legged, and the power in their bodies continued to gather towards the Taoist master. He also tried his best to exercise his skills, and the space for refining the magic weapon was filled with Dutian Qi, which was constantly replenished.

Dutian's energy was consumed rapidly.

The spiritual stone is burning.

"Roar!"

Demon God Zhu Rong roared angrily, raised his hands to the sky, and twelve Dutian Lie Fire God flags rushed out of his body, wrapped in infinite flames and appeared around him. It shrouded straight towards Jiupanpo.

"Tsk tsk tsk!"

The Fire God Flag forms an array in the void, forming the Heavenly Fire Fire Immortal Formation.

"Little tricks!"

Jiu Panpo showed disdain on her face and waved her feather fan continuously, and a large net suddenly appeared in the void, trying to cover Lu Qingfeng. But it collided with the formation in the air, making a chi chi sound.

Fiery Fire Refining Heaven!

Don't give in to each other!

Lu Qingfeng stood at the back, with strong Qi and a fluttering yellow robe, but he never made a move.

"Demon Clan Magical Weapon!"

Looking at the feather fan in Jiu Panpo's hand, Lu Qingfeng's eyebrows narrowed——

"Bi Mu Tian Luo Fan!"

"This kind of power is close to the sixth level. It is refined with one's own feathers, and is dependent on the mind and heart. It is the natal magic weapon, and it can be sent and received by the heart."

Lu Qingfeng holds Du Tianxuan Mingce in his hand and is on guard for all directions.

Demon God Zhu Rong is fighting in front, and the Dutian Liehuo Immortal Formation is so fierce that it can resist the Bimu Tianluo Fan.

"boom!"

Suddenly, the formation flags flew hundreds of miles, causing the five obscene silk nets from the heavens fanned out by the Blue Eyes Heavenly Luo Fan to also expand hundreds of miles, covering them all.

boom!

Boom boom!

Boom boom boom!

Fierce fire, wind and thunder fell, the waters exploded, and islands ten or more than ten miles in size shattered into pieces, turning into powder and destroying countless fire spirit shells.

The monks of the White Bone Demon Sect were among them, and they were the first to bear the brunt, suffering constant casualties.

As the blue-eyed Heavenly Law fan flaps, the Heavenly Law's net spreads vertically and horizontally, and when it spreads, although the mountains and the land are not destroyed, living creatures and monks are not spared.

"retreat!"

No matter if it is the Fiery Fire Immortal Formation or the Blue-Eyed Heavenly Luo Fan, not even Master Jiedan dares to resist. The leader of Wusheng Hall retreated violently, avoiding Baili directly.

Han Ji and Wu Huo Zhenren fought and retreated at the same time. They had a tacit understanding and shot hundreds of miles away at the same time.

It's just that the many White Bone Demon Sect monks following him couldn't have such speed.

Each and every one of them realized it and tried to escape to avoid being affected.

But the Dutian Fierce Fire Immortal Formation expanded too fast. Intentionally or unintentionally, it enveloped Baili and all living creatures within Baili, including the monks of the White Bone Demon Sect.

The Xuanyuan Sect monks, on the other hand, were far away from the battlefield between Demon God Zhu Rong and Jiu Pan Po because they were close to the inner perimeter of the shell field. He set off in time, but he escaped with his life.

then.

Between heaven and earth, in the northwest corner of Huo Ling Shell Field.

Twelve sacred flags flutter in the wind.

There are many wind and cloud talismans painted on the flag. Flames are flying on the corners of the flag, sparks are rolling, and as soon as it moves, thunderbolts of fire fly up and hit the sky.

This raging fire could not be extinguished even by heavy downpours, and all the rainwater within a radius of ten miles evaporated.

For a time, the fire was blazing, the wind and thunder surged, and the rain turned into mist.

The monks of the White Bone Demon Sect couldn't tell the difference between east, west and north. They were like headless flies and were in a mess.

Jiu Panpo was in it, holding a green-eyed celestial fan and fanning it at will, blocking out the fire, wind and thunder, and even sending them flying.

But it harmed the monks of the White Bone Demon Sect.

"escape!"

"Run, run, run!"

The monks dodge quickly, trying to escape.

However, the wind and thunder obscured my eyes, and the fire burned my body. As the sparks fell and the wind and thunder surged, the Wushengtang monks instantly turned into powder.

More than just the Fire Immortal Formation.

The strong wind from the blue-eyed Tianluo fan, and the net of Tianluo mixed with the five lustful threads of the heavens, directly affected the monks one by one. Once touched, the physical body will be immediately destroyed, and the soul will be entangled by the five lustful threads of the heavens, caught in the heavenly net, and pulled into the blue-eyed heavenly fan.

Lu Qingfeng was not willing to be outdone.

Holding a scroll of Dutian Xuan Mingce in his hand, he snatched all the souls in the formation into the magic weapon space. There are countless elites in the Wusheng Hall, and they are participating in the attack on the Fire Spirit Shell Field this time. Their cultivation level is at the lowest level and is in the foundation-building realm, and there are also many Lingxu monks.

Lu Qingfeng absorbed his soul and felt extremely satisfied.

In this battle alone, the Xuan Ming Yin soldiers can be gathered together, and even reserves can be left for when the level is upgraded again in the future.

A real-person confrontation, extremely intense. Once you let go, hundreds or thousands of miles will be ruined.

At this time.

In just one confrontation, Demon God Zhu Rong and Jiu Panpo collided, killing all the foundation-building monks of Wu Sheng Hall. Under the Dutian Fierce Fire Immortal Formation, there are no blind spots. The power is so great that even a foundation-building monk cannot resist it.

certainly.

Jiupanpo also contributed to this.

The Lingxu monks were running around, some were unlucky, and dozens of Lingxu monks were turned into ashes in the blink of an eye.

Battle between gods!

Woe to mortals!

But that's it.

The rise of Han Ji's battle with Wu Huo Zhenren, when he saw this scene, his eyes immediately burst into tears, "Master Chashan!"

He opened his mouth and shouted loudly, but it was directed at Hall Master Wu Sheng.

The original intention of this attack was to sweep the acupoints with thunder and capture the Fire Spirit Shell field.

However.

First, he didn't expect Wuhuo Zhenren to be there. Han Ji had itchy hands and fought with him. Even more arrogant. How could Han Ji allow others to interfere with the dignified real-elixir master against the five-fire master who was at the virtual elixir level?

The master of Wusheng Hall was standing by and did not dare to provoke Black Dog Ding, lest he offend Han Ji.

So he plundered the formation beside him.

But who wants to.

A Liehuo Sanren and Jiupan Po suddenly appeared from the sky, disrupting the two demons' plan.

Master Wu Sheng Hall never expected that the elite Wu Sheng Hall he brought this time would not be killed in the battle with the monks of Xuanyuan Sect, but would die inexplicably due to the influence of the battle between Jiu Pan Po and Li Huo Sanren.

It’s really frustrating!

Really angry!

Hearing Han Ji's roar, Hall Master Wusheng frowned and looked troubled.

These two people.

One is the three kings of Tianyou Mountain. Although they are only ranked third and are far inferior to the first two demon kings, their cultivation has already reached the realm of real pills. With the Bimu Tianluo Fan in hand, he is still on par with the four great protectors of the White Bone Demon Sect.

The other one is Raging Fire Sanren.

The origin is mysterious, but now she is on a par with Jiu Panpo.

In the fight between these two powerful men, Hall Master Wu Sheng thought to himself that he had some moral integrity, but how could he dare to intervene? !

Not daring to ignore Han Ji's order, Master Wusheng turned his eyes and landed on Wuhuo Zhenren who was fighting with Han Ji. His eyes were filled with murderous intent, and when he raised his hand, the black dog nails flashed with black light.

"not good."

Zhu Rong Demon God fights Jiu Panpo, Lu Qingfeng has been paying attention to the situation on the field. Seeing Hall Master Wusheng's gaze and movement in his hands, he immediately realized what he was thinking.

His thoughts turned quickly, and he hurriedly shouted to Han Ji in the sky, "Thank you so much for the protector of Liuyang."

The next moment, he said urgently to Hall Master Wu Sheng, "The witch is fierce, and it is difficult for me to protect the monks of the Demon Sect. Please help me quickly, Master Chashan!"

"Um?!"

"none of your business!"

Hall Master Wu Sheng cursed in his heart.

Han Ji asked him to rescue the Wushengtang monks, but he did not dare to face the Liehuo Sanren and Jiu Panpo, so he pretended to be mistaken and used the Black Dog Nail to sneak attack the Wuhuo Zhenren. You only need to deal with the Five Fire Masters, or take over the Five Fire Masters from Han Ji.

He fought against the Five Fire Masters.

The three Liehuo people and Jiu Panpo can be left to Han Ji.

But this Liehuosan was so shameless that he thanked Han Ji directly, as if Han Ji was asking him to help him.

The master of Wusheng Hall ignored it, and his true energy circulated, urging the black dog nail to send it to Wuhuo Zhenren.

"It turns out they are a group!"

Jiu Panpo felt anxious when she heard what Han Ji and Liehuo Sanren said. She used a bronze mirror to plot against Master Wuhuo. If Lu Qingfeng had not suddenly appeared to interfere, she would have helped Han Ji kill Master Wuhuo.

Although he has the intention to frame the blame and provoke, and wants to make the Xuanyuan Sect and the White Bone Demon Sect live in a fight, but for the White Bone Demon Sect, it is not necessarily a bad thing.

But Lu Qingfeng appeared and ruined the good thing.

It would be fine if Lu Qingfeng was from the Xuanyuan Sect. Judging from the current scene, it is clearly the side of the White Bone Demon Sect. Jiu Panpo's heart was agitated and her spirit was irritable——

"Die, die, die!"

The blue-eyed Tianluo fan in his hand was swung wildly, expanding the Baili battlefield in a circle. There are no monks from Shengtang inside, and they would have died long ago.

More than a hundred souls are empty!

Nearly a thousand foundations!

Among the thousands of souls in the formation, except for dozens who were snatched away by Jiu Panpo, they all fell into Lu Qingfeng's trap!

"Ha ha!"

"God help me!"

Lu Qingfeng laughed heartily when he saw this.

But not for the Qiandao Soul.

With a panic on his face, he and Demon God Zhu Rong set up the Dutian Liehuo Immortal Formation and used Jiu Pan Po's crazy demon to rob the master of Wu Sheng Hall.

Whoops!

The blue-eyed celestial fan roared, and the celestial net came down, blocking the path of Wusheng Hall Master. Fierce fire flew, the immortal formation circled, and the master of Wusheng Hall was surrounded by Duotou.

The Master of Wusheng Hall enters the battle!

"It's done!"

Only then did Lu Qingfeng feel relieved——

The monks of the White Bone Demon Sect were slaughtered.

The master of Wusheng Hall was trapped by his duel with Jiu Panpo.

His hands were making secrets, and a layer of white light shone on his body. When ordinary people look outside, they see a white skeleton covering the body like a demon.

Fiery fire cannot invade, and heaven and earth cannot come.

You may encounter disaster, but you cannot escape.

Han Ji entangled with Wuhuo Zhenren. Although Wuhuo Zhenren is far inferior to Han Ji, he is still Jiedan Zhenren after all. He holds the Five Fires Red Atmosphere Flag, and there is no problem in entangling him for an hour or three.

"The White Bone Demon Sect wants to fight quickly, and they attack by surprise."

"I led Jiu Pan Po to fight, but it only muddied the waters and delayed the White Bone Demon Sect's fighter plane. With such entanglement, Xuanyuan Sect's support arrived quickly, and even Master Jiedan was already on the way. After a long delay, the crisis at the Fire Lingbei Field was over. untie!"

Lu Qingfeng was shrouded in a black robe, UU reading www.uukanshu.net with an unmoving expression.

Even though Tianyou Mountain was evil this time, the White Bone Demon Sect could not distinguish whether the ‘Fire Fire Sanren’ were enemies or friends. The White Bone Demon Sect is not a fool, and will never rashly attack a strong man comparable to Jiu Panpo and Han Ji without being able to identify the enemy or ourselves.

The Phantom Wave Sea is located between the White Bone Demon Sect and Xuanyuan Sect, and is beyond the reach of Tianyou Mountain, so it is most unimpeded.

"However, the White Bone Demon Sect is not easy to deal with. Even if you can't tell the difference at the time, you will know your position after two tests later. Ambiguity will not last long. In the melee, sooner or later, you will have to make your position clear."

"For me -"

Lu Qingfeng thought about everything and had a plan in mind.

Fire Shell Field.

The battle between the two sides was mysterious, with Wuhuo Zhenren displaying the five-fire red atmosphere flag, and Zhurong Demon God controlling the Dutian Liehuo Shenqi to perform the Dutian Liehuo Immortal Formation.

The entire shell was filled with flames that shot into the sky.