Hearing the Lord of Xuankong Mountain say this, the Lord of Xianlu Palace felt that he was responsible and said, "Okay, let's three of us continue to fight!"

"Yes, I don't believe it, I can't force that little bastard to retreat!" said the leader of Feiying Sect.

Wang Lun is a strong man, but they are even old monsters who have reached the holy realm, so there is no reason to give in so quickly.

Of course, it is impossible to stop Wang Lun from temporarily leaving the Eight-Armed Dragon Abyss Formation. They do not have the strength, so they can only wait for Wang Lun to fight that way when he comes in again.

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"What kind of refining material is this?"

After Wang Lun successfully left the Eight-Armed Dragon Abyss Array, he looked at the small pieces of material in his hand.

Being so strong that it can be mixed into any magic weapon, such as a sword, will greatly increase the performance of this magic weapon.

For example, it can improve the strength of the magic weapon.

Wang Lun wanted to uncover the answer to this piece of refining material, so he might be able to use it.

This time he gained great benefits from it, so he naturally wanted to make good use of it.

After collecting this piece of refining materials, Wang Lun released his spiritual consciousness, warned him around, sat cross-legged and circulated the True Art of All Spirits to restore his magic power.

Outside the formation, his spiritual sense was not affected. He would sense any external disturbances as soon as possible, and he would not be afraid of the three people from the Hanging Mountain Lord.

Now the initiative is entirely on his side. He only needs to restore his magic power to a certain level, so he is not in a hurry to attack the mountain defense formation in front of him. After all, the most urgent thing is the three people.

An hour will be over soon!

Wang Lun stood up, his eyes were bright, and he walked towards the formation ahead with great strides.

Standing outside the formation, Wang Lun's voice came from afar: "Do you three still have to continue to breathe?"

The annoyed voice of the Feiying Sect Master immediately came from inside: "Far! How can we surrender? Come in if you have the ability!"

Wang Lun smiled and said, "The mouth is quite hard."

He was about to go in, and the leader of Feiying Sect was like saying nonsense and being stubborn in front of him? He would let the other party understand that this approach was just called "dead duck's stubborn".

After flying in, Wang Lun immediately issued a fireball technique. The fireball landed from the air and dragged out a long tail flame, illuminating a large area around it.

A black dragon was rushing towards him. This time, he didn't roar and wanted to attack suddenly.

Wang Lun rushed towards the eight-armed dragon like a cannonball. He had no other weapons in his hand, so he only held the piece of refining material!

The Lord of the Hanging Mountain already understood that the sneak attack strategy had failed, and Wang Lun was not hit. Now, seeing Wang Lun rushing forward on his own initiative and trying to copy the previous scene of killing the eight-armed dragon, he couldn't help but feel a little angry.

Under the control of the Lord of the Hanging Mountain, the eight-armed dragon stretched out his arms and wanted to go around behind Wang Lun, but did not dare to get too close to Wang Lun. It was obvious that he had suffered a loss and did not want to be hit again.

Wang Lun sneered. Can you go around if you want to?

He had already seen that the two arms of the eight-armed dragon were obviously inferior to the other six, both in terms of the speed and strength of the flying dragon. The overall strength of the eight-armed dragon has undoubtedly decreased. Therefore, it is normal for the Lord of the Hanging Mountain to choose a conservative approach, but the use of conservative strategies for him at this time will no longer work.

Swish.

A pair of silver light wings between Wang Lun's ribs swelled violently, and the man rushed up vertically for seven or eight meters. The arms of the eight-armed dragon passed under him and could not touch him.

The next moment, Wang Lun dived downward, and instead showed a tendency to get closer and closer to the eight-armed dragon.

The eight-armed dragon controlled his arms upwards again, and still wanted to pass through both sides of Wang Lun and attack Wang Lun from behind to avoid being attacked by Wang Lun with refining materials on the front. However, when it did this, Wang Lun suddenly retreated backwards, and the eight-armed dragon had to give up. After all, if Wang Lun retreated, his arm would not be able to go around the back.

This is not possible, nor that is not possible. The initiative is still in Wang Lun's hands. The Lord of the Hang Kong was a little anxious, very afraid of the piece of refining material. He was forced to restrain his hands and feet and dared not let go of his movements.

But at this time, Wang Lun abandoned the eight-armed dragon and flew towards the depths of the abyss.

The Lord of the Hanging Mountain saw that Wang Lun had changed his strategy again, and he had a headache.

There is no way, but the eight-armed dragon can only chase after you.

As they approached, the eight arms of the eight-armed dragon grabbed Wang Lun behind him. Unexpectedly, Wang Lun did not dodge this time and let his body be entangled by his arms.

The Lord of the Hanging Mountain couldn't laugh.

Because the piece of refining material on Wang Lun's hand slashed hard at one of the arms wrapped around him.

Bang.

The eight-armed dragon's arm bounced away quickly like an electric shock, for fear of being cut, and was obviously extremely afraid.

The Lord of the Hanging Mountain sighed and sighed to the other two: "It's impossible to rely on the eight-armed dragon alone."

The Master Feiying Sect and the Master Xianlu Palace understood what he meant and flew up from the position where he landed. The Master Xianlu Palace said, "Then let's attack."

They could see clearly that the eight-armed dragon could no longer stop Wang Lun.

The three of them flew up and flew towards Wang Lun. The formation could continue to be hosted by the Lord of Xuankong Mountain, but they just did not guard the formation eyes.

Of course, this also requires the three of them and the eight-armed dragon to trap Wang Lun and not to let Wang Lun approach the formation eye, otherwise the consequence will be that the formation will be broken.

Wang Lun soon noticed movements ahead. After the fireball technique was released, he saw clearly the movements ahead.

"Are you three finally planning to stop being a turtle?"

Wang Lun was not stressed because the three of them acted together.

Whoosh.

The Erling Sword emitted a bunch of golden spirit sword energy and slashed directly at the Hanging Mountain Lord in the middle.

The Lord of the Hanging Mountain did not even dare to neglect and issued the strongest defense extremely seriously, which allowed him to dissolve the sword energy, and he felt very depressed.

The seventh realm is much stronger than the sixth realm, and he has no choice.

He and the other two separated, and together with the eight-armed dragon, divided into four directions, and began to siege Wang Lun.

They dare not attack directly, and they no longer expect to kill Wang Lun at this time. If they can force Wang Lun to retreat, they will succeed. Even this is difficult to achieve, and they have no idea.

"If you four cannot organize a powerful formation, they will be destined to fail."

Wang Lun was besieged and said without even frowning.

"Stop talking nonsense, take the call!"

The leader of Feiying Sect was furious and activated the shadowless golden wheel and slashed at Wang Lun.

The shadowless golden wheel rotates rapidly, and the air is directly compressed and twisted when it is swept into it. Time and space turbulence is about to appear, and this attack is very powerful.

But Wang Lun didn't even look at it. When the Shadowless Golden Turn came in front of him, his left hand symbolically punched.

Just a punch that looked very casual, but knocked the shadowless golden wheel away directly.

"In my eyes, your three best magic weapons are similar to scrap copper and iron." Wang Lun sneered and hit the other party.

In the past, outside the Taklamakan Desert, he was surrounded and intercepted by the Elephant King, the Red Robe Monk King, and these three people. At that time, he was not promoted to the seventh realm. He was indeed careful of the shadowless golden wheel of the Feiying Sect Master, which required a certain degree of facing up to the face, but now, there is really no need to face up to it.

Anyway, the attack at the sixth level is not enough for him to watch.

When the Feiying Sect Master heard Wang Lun's words, his hair was so angry that he stood up and became angry.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

He, the Palace Master of Xianlu and the Lord of the Hanging Mountain, at the same time, sacrificed their respective top-quality magic weapons, the Shadowless Golden Wheel, the Giant Power Immortal Screw and the Shaking Mountain Floating Sky Seal, and attacked Wang Lun.

Bang bang bang. The response to the three of them was the three fist marks issued by Wang Lun! The attacks of the three of them were immediately knocked out.

The next moment, the three of them acted together again, and the eight-armed dragon also attacked secretly.

"I'm really not playing anymore."

Wang Lun snorted coldly, this time he used the Five Elements True Method and issued the Five Elements Trap Formation.

The colorful aperture quickly trapped the three people, including the eight-armed dragon.

Wang Lun is still very confident in getting trapped in these three people.

He flew out of it himself and flew forward.

The Master of the Hanging Mountain and the other three people tried their best to attack the colorful aperture. They knew that Wang Lun would use this move, but they just couldn't stop it.

Although the eight-armed dragon escaped immediately, before that, Wang Lun's second Five Elements Trap formation alone trapped the three of them, which was equivalent to covering the three of them with two different colorful apertures.

The eight-armed dragon broke one of them, but he got out of trouble and couldn't let the three of them come out at the same time.

Wang Lun flew up and began to directly attack the eight-armed dragon.

After the eight-armed dragon's tentacle was cut open by the refining material, the eight-armed dragon did not dare to stop it head-on, so Wang Lun naturally continued to fly forward.

Behind him, the Master of the Hanging Mountain and the other three finally got out of the trap and immediately chased after him. In the formation, their movement speed could be as fast as the eight-armed dragon, and they were all faster than Wang Lun.

But after catching up with Wang Lun, they were trapped by Wang Lun using the Five Elements Trap.

The Lord of the Hanging Mountain understood, so Wang Lun only did two things, one was to issue the Five Elements Trap Formation, the other was to attack the eight-armed dragon, and did nothing else, and could reach the touchdown eye!

They were completely passive.

After finally getting out of trouble again, they did not give up and launched the strongest attack, exerting the strongest combat power without any reservation!

But the result was still the same. Wang Lun used less than 90% of his strength to face them, so his strongest attack became the moon in the mirror. Even the strongest attack of the eight-armed dragon, after using ten percent of his strength, he defeated the latter.

Wang Lun was floating in the air like a god of war, and the powerful aura emitted from his body was breathtaking, and the surrounding space seemed to be imprisoned by this momentum.

"Do you have to wait until I kill this dragon before you give up?" Wang Lun asked coldly.

The Lord of the Hanging Mountain naturally did not want the eight-armed dragon to be killed, otherwise the entire mountain guard formation would be completely destroyed.
To be continued...