This formation seems to have a joint force effect. The sword lights of the eighteen divine generals gathered into a wave and slashed in the center of the giant palm. ()

It made a hissing sound, and the giant palm was broken through the middle and dissipated into clouds.

"It's indeed extraordinary!" Fang Ming's eyes were bright, and he was not moved at all, but became even more urgent.

Pressing his hands in vain, a great force emerged from the heaven and earth, oppressing the divine generals opposite.

The leader was startled and shouted: "The enemy is powerful! Form a Xuanwu Formation!" He commanded his subordinates, changing directions, connecting breaths, and runes flashed, turning into a tortoise-shaped sculpted, with vague cracks, but they were extremely strong, resisting Fang Ming's oppression.

"Yeah! Not bad! Not bad! It seems that Baiyun Temple has put a lot of effort into waiting for you!"

Fang Ming nodded, and then moved again. In the void, the giant palm appeared again, about a dozen, either fists or palms, forming hand seals, and the fluctuations emitted caused the golden armor leader to change his expression.

"Go!" Fang Ming sniffed.

The giant palms were pressed by the wind and hit the Xuanwu Formation, making a loud noise.

This giant palm is constantly coming, and even if it is broken, it will be generated quickly and hit again.

The leader of the Golden Armor used a lot of tricks, but he was unable to do so.

The sound of banging continued, and the tortoise shell rune gradually faded under the giant palm...

Finally, it broke open.

"Impossible!" The golden armored god looked at him in disbelief, his eyes almost glaring out. He waited for the eighteen people to join forces to prevent the real person. Fang Ming broke through with just a few attacks.

"I think you are a little brave, so why don't you follow me and guard the house!" Fang Ming smiled lightly and increased his divine power.

The whole giant palm turned into gold, covering the sky and under the ground.

"Kill!" The golden armored god general led the guards to slash. This time the sword light slashed on the giant palm, and just moved slightly, leaving a knife mark, which cracked itself.

On the surface of the giant palm, golden light flashed, but it quickly repaired the scars and recovered.

The big palm slapped down. Although the golden armored god general had armor, he was also pressed to the ground. His body was scattered and somewhat unsupported.

Fang Ming smiled and snatched the giant palm, snatching up several gods who had lost their resistance. They gradually shrank and became golden projectiles, flew into Fang Ming's cuffs, and disappeared.

"Damn it! Brothers, fight with him!" The leader of the golden armor roared and was about to rush forward.

"This spiritual wisdom seems to have done something during the refining process, and is a little ignorant of advancing and retreating." Fang Ming commented lightly.

These divine generals saw the gap between the two sides. They didn't think about how to escape, but they only knew how to show off their blood and courage. They must be wiped out from their spiritual memory and only knew their own duties, so that they could not care about their own self-restraint.

If it scatters, Fang Ming wants to catch them all in one go, but it will be a little troublesome, and now he is just in his mind.

The giant golden hand kept flying out, grabbing the god general, sealing it into a round bead, and filling it with the cuff.

Soon, the only leader was left in front of the mountain gate.

"Although these divine generals are a little stupid, they are still good to come to visit the door. My City God Dharma Realm is missing this, and I just happened to take them to get to the storefront..."

Fang Ming touched his chin and thought lightly, his hands were not slow at all. He swept the sky and captured the last golden armor leader and turned it into a golden ball, which was vaguely larger than other similar ones.

"Well! This leader has the best quality. It seems that he must have been a hero among the evil ghosts before, so he can almost find out about the Ghost King."

Fang Ming looked at the golden pill in his hand, very satisfied, and commented.

"Thief!" At this time, a loud shout came, and Bai Yunguan finally reacted!

A big man with a red gourd around his waist. As soon as he came out, he saw Fang Ming capturing the golden armored guardian. His eyes were so angry that he was drinking.

These mountain guardians have been accumulated over hundreds of years of Baiyun Temple. Now they have been captured in one net. Even if the ancestor Baiyun is reborn, they will have to jump.

This man was Qinghe Zhenren, and there were many disciples and grandchildren following behind him. Another man had a pale complexion, wrinkles, dry hair, and a skeleton. He was almost like a skeleton. He was forced to stand up with others. The marks came from his body, and it was actually Qingxu!

It seems that this time, the use of the Blood Escape technique will really damage the vitality. This posture may cause you to drop the real person level.

Fang Ming was on Qingxu, and he just glanced at him and didn't care.

His attention was attracted by Qinghe Zhenren, and to be more precise, what Qinghe held.

The Qinghe Zhenren was holding a long sword in his hand, neither gold nor wood. I don’t know what material it was made of. It had no scabbard, and it showed a light blue color throughout, with golden light coming out.

This appearance is exactly the same as the ones worshipped in Anchang County and Baishui Temple.

"Bai, Yun, Sword!" Fang Ming paused word by word and called out the name of the Baiyun Temple's treasure. Of course, this is not a fake in Baishui Temple, but the main body of the Baiyun Sword.

The fortune-telling treasure of attacking and the foundation of Baiyun Temple can be said to be half of the reputation of Baiyun Temple is supported by this treasure.

Now Fang Ming killed Meng Mie, injured Qingxu, and destroyed countless disciples. He hit the mountain gate. Qinghe was helpless and finally invited the foundation of this sect!

"I'm talking about why the only guardian of the mountain gate had resisted it before. It turned out that it was to buy time and ask for treasures!" Fang Ming understood why he did not provide timely support on the mountain when he fought with the Eighteen God Generals.

"City God! Now you immediately let me guard the mountain god, and then retreat respectfully, you can still protect yourself, otherwise..." Qinghe pointed at Fang Ming's sword and persuaded him.

This posture, with a clear and honest personality, is almost incredible.

The enemy had hit the mountain gate, but they just asked the other party to leave. It was a huge loss of face. There was a commotion among the disciples.

Qingxu's lips moved slightly, but he still said nothing.

He also knew the truth and concerns that although this Baiyun Sword is extremely powerful, it requires a lot of magic power every time it is activated. Even if it is a real person, it cannot be used one after another.

What's more, if the city god fights back to death and causes damage to the Baiyun Sword, what will he use to deter all sects in the future? The Baiyun Temple Sutra has lost its strength in this disaster. If this incident comes out again, I am afraid that the period of extermination will not be long. At that time, Qingxu and Qinghe will be the sinners of the sect!

Because of this concern, although Qinghe had a hot temper, he still gritted his teeth and asked Fang Ming to leave. Try to protect his strength.

Fang Ming could guess all these things just by thinking about them.

But he slowly shook his head: "I came here this time just to see the power of the Baiyun Sword, how could he leave?"

He rejected Qinghe's proposal.

"Okay! OK! OK! I don't know how many souls there are under the Baiyun Sword, so I will add another god today!" Qinghe saw Fang Ming like this, and knew that today's affairs could not be good, and it was a life-and-death situation, and said coldly.

Extend your hand and touch the Baiyun Sword.

The White Cloud Sword roared and a green light shone out, and it actually grew three feet out of thin air!

The whole body of the sword was wrapped in green light, visible to the naked eye, turning into a blue light sword.

As soon as the terrifying pressure fell into the venue, even Qing and the disciples behind him could not bear it. They retreated one after another, leaving a large piece of white land.

This pressure was even more obvious to the other party.

Fang Ming's robe was automatically rumbled without wind.

"This White Cloud Sword is indeed a treasure of attacking luck and its power is extremely powerful." Fang Ming's expression was neither happy nor sad, and he commented.

"How could this person be so calm? Could it be that he has a backup plan?" Qinghe thought to himself.

"Not good!" Qingxu thought of something. He struggled and said, "Junior brother, be careful, he has..."

Fang Ming flipped his palm and a small blue seal appeared. He smiled and said, "It's a pity that I have the treasure of luck, and I seem to have it too!"

The Taiping Seal was stimulated by the White Cloud Sword and floated out of thin air, emitting bursts of blue ripples, as if she wanted to compete with the White Cloud Sword for a long and short time.

Qinghe's face was extremely solemn, and he said slowly: "Does the Taiping Seal of the God-Sacred Taoist Saint Su Xia?"

"Not bad! Today, let's take a look at the strengths and weaknesses of the two." Fang Ming smiled.

Since we knew that there was a Baiyun Sword suppressing the other party’s mountain gate, Fang Ming took the Taiping Seal from Song Yu before coming to prevent accidents.

Song Yu has defeated Qianlong, and his dragon energy has grown. He can survive independently after leaving the Taiping Seal for a while.

Fang Ming also has the intention of letting his mind go through the wind and rain, and not relying on the treasure to protect him.

At this time, the two sides' luck is at their fortunate battle. In the void, the green energy surges, entangled and consumed each other, and the power brought by them was not even willing to get close to the real person.

The disciples of Baiyun Temple did not see such a strange sight, with their eyes wide open and almost protruding.

Occasionally, a few of them, who were too close to each other, were shocked by the aftermath and blood sprayed directly.

The crowd was in a big uproar and was far away for a while.

At this time, only Qinghe and Fangming looked at each other, and Qingxu was slightly closer, looking at Qinghe with a worried look on his face.

"Drink!" Qinghe Zhenren took the lead and waved the Baiyun Sword, and it was a slash!

Stop!!!

With the white cloud sword drawn down.

Suddenly, a blue sword light more than ten feet long was added in the void, slashing towards Fang Ming!

Fang Ming looked solemn, and he touched the Taiping Seal.

The green light of the Taiping Seal flashed, and a blue ribbon appeared. There was a faint dragon energy circling on it, which was extremely majestic and was put together with the sword light.

boom!!!

With a loud bang, the land rolled, revealing the turf.

The Baiyun disciples in the distance were all shocked to the ground, their heads were bleeding and they were in a mess.

When I could get up, someone shouted: "Mountain...Mountain Gate!"

Everyone was shocked and looked at the mountain gate.

hiss!!!

I saw that the original mountain gate had completely disappeared, and a large pit appeared on the ground.

The aftermath just now actually wiped out the Baiyun Mountain Gate!

"Where is Uncle Qing?" a disciple shouted.

Everyone was shocked and came to the edge of the pit. When they saw Qinghe's face turned red, they confronted Fang Ming with a sword.

The Baiyun Sword and the Taiping Seal each showed strange phenomena, occupying half of the sky, fighting each other.

The green air swept across, and the aftermath brought about by the waves emitted huge destructive power, cutting off the ground layer by layer.

Seeing this, the disciples were sweating coldly.

In the center of the venue, Fang Mingchang smiled: "The power of the Baiyun Sword is indeed extraordinary, but unfortunately, it is not entrusted to me!"

The divine power in the body poured into the Taiping Seal without reservation, and it was already using all its strength!

At this time, the disciples saw that a red sun rose from behind Fang Ming! In this big day, infrared gold emitted light and flames, extremely hot!
Chapter completed!