The Legend of the Immortal Cauldron

Leng Yongning's face changed again, and he immediately let out a sharp cry.

Suddenly, dazzling white light appeared on the three Hanhai warships.

At the same time, three thick white light beams went straight to the black light beam.

Leng Yongning had never heard of the magic formula in his hand.

With a loud shout from his mouth.

The white light curtain above suddenly lit up.

Then, the white light curtain turned into an extremely huge white palm.

After this palm was formed, it fell downwards.

The black light column collapsed immediately after it touched the white palm.

The white light beams shot out from the three Hanhai warships all sank into the palm.

After absorbing the three white light beams.

The palm grew a little bigger.

"Bang!"

The white palm pressed heavily on the magic array light curtain.

In just a moment, the island protection array collapsed immediately.

Just as the white palm continued to move downwards.

A black palm emerged from the bottom.

This black palm is more than half the size of the white palm.

But after the two came into contact.

The white palm was actually blocked.

It couldn't even fall.

"Kill!"

Leng Yongning immediately gave the order when he saw this.

Suddenly, tens of thousands of monks on the three Hanhai warships jumped off the warships and flew towards the island.

At the same time, a large number of black-clothed monks appeared on the island.

These were all people from the Black Evil Sect hiding on the island.

They had planned for so long in order to get the treasure hidden in Fenglei Island.

But at this time, they knew.

It turned out that their plan had long been known by the two major families.

All their means were also destroyed when the two peaks changed.

Moreover, the place where they were hiding was also forced out by the two major families using special means.

Facing the attack of the Tu Shen Temple, the people of the Black Evil Sect had to choose to take it head-on.

But the number of people in the Black Evil Sect was far less than that of the Tu Shen Temple.

A black light rose from the ground to the sky.

When the black light dissipated, a burly man was revealed.

This man was the messenger of the Black Evil Sect.

After he appeared, his eyes were fixed on Leng Yongning.

"The ten great guardians of the Black Evil Sect, you should be the eighth guardian Mu Hai." After the Black Evil Sect messenger appeared, Leng Yongning's face was not panicked at all, but he said with a smile.

"It seems that you have investigated very clearly. It seems that you came for me this time."

The Black Evil Sect messenger did not deny it.

"Your Black Evil Sect is like a termite that constantly erodes all parts of the human world. Naturally, we have already taken precautions." Leng Yongning said slowly.

While he was speaking, the white palm suddenly pressed hard.

The black palm could not support it immediately.

After the collapse, it turned into a large amount of black gas and tried to continue to block it.

But it only supported for a few breaths, and the black gas was dissipated.

The white palm pressed down without any resistance.

Suddenly, screams continued.

The people of the Black Evil Sect who had no time to escape were directly slapped into blood mist by the white palm.

The two people in the sky were still confronting each other, and there was no sign of fighting.

After the white palm flew up from the ground again, it slapped the mountain with golden lightning again.

Just when the white palm was about to touch the mountain.

A strong wind suddenly blew over the entire island.

Then, countless dense green wind blades appeared in the strong wind.

Whether it was the people of the Black Evil Sect or those who rushed into the island from the Temple of God Slaughter.

All were attacked indiscriminately by the green wind blades.

Some monks with weaker cultivation were soon crushed into powder by the wind blades.

And the monks with slightly stronger strength were also struggling to resist.

Even the white big hand was entangled by the strong wind at this moment.

Countless wind blades kept cutting the white big hand.

The size of this hand was also shrinking little by little.

Leng Yongning frowned slightly when he saw this.

He was about to issue an order.

Mu Hai on the opposite side took action at this time.

A black spear appeared in Mu Hai's hand.

With just a slight shake, hundreds of black spear shadows appeared and stabbed towards Leng Yongning.

Both of them were in the late stage of Yuanying.

No one would let down their guard.

Leng Yongning snorted coldly and summoned a blue flywheel.

Pointed at the blue flywheel.

Hundreds of flywheel phantoms also emerged.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

The spear shadow and the flywheel phantom collided with each other, making a series of loud noises.

Just as the two were fighting in the air.

Suddenly, a thunder rang out.

Mu Hai and Leng Yongning turned their heads to look.

I saw that a thick and extremely golden lightning had hit the golden mountain at this moment.

When a large amount of golden lightning emerged from the mountain, the mountain actually floated up slowly.

Along with it was the green mountain.

At this moment, it was also flying against the backdrop of the strong wind.

Everyone present was stunned by this scene.

Such a huge mountain could actually fly up from the ground, which was completely beyond everyone's cognition.

Even the two great cultivators in the late Nascent Soul stage were dumbfounded at this moment.

When the two mountains flew to a hundred feet.

Another thunderous explosion sounded, followed by a fierce flash of golden light.

The mountain disappeared on the spot.

However, there was not much movement on the green mountain side.

But it also disappeared in the blue wind.