After the three of them entered the gate, the first thing that caught their eyes was a slight white mist rolling. After walking a few steps, the gate behind disappeared. At this time, Wu Feng felt the yellow-haired monkey on his shoulder suddenly moved and slowly woke up. When Wu Feng turned his head to look, he saw the yellow-haired monkey opening his sleepy eyes, looked around, and yawned. In the Maoshan formation barrier, there was plenty of spiritual energy. The yellow-haired monkey also sensed this spiritual energy and woke up unconsciously.

Wu Feng patted the yellow-haired monkey's body as comforted. The yellow-haired monkey lay lazily on Wu Feng's back without a humming sound.

After walking forward for about ten steps, the rolling white mist suddenly disappeared. Then a deafening shout of killing came like a tide, instantly submerging them.

Accompanied by the noisy shouts of killing, what quickly caught the eye was the crowd fighting together, which was spectacular. The real backbone of Maoshan's formation barrier was the place where Maoshan was truly the masters, and all the masters of Maoshan were gathered. The White Lotus Sect were sent to wipe out Maoshan this time. According to Master Huiming, the ones who had the best cultivation were the left and right envoys of the branches of the White Lotus Sect, as well as the rudders of the major branches. The cultivation of these people was all masters with decades of cultivation. Wu Feng and Zhou Ming had both seen the strength of the rudders of various branches, such as Li Lao Ni, and Xiang Zifeng of the Enan branch. These rudders could have killed Wu Feng in the past, and were all above the cultivation level of Taoist Qingfeng. Such a group of people came to attack Maoshan, but they really put their efforts into death, not to mention the two elders Qinglong and Baihu, as well as the rumored Thirteen Demon Owls.

In the entire barrier, the fight between masters is not like ordinary swords and swords, but rather magical techniques and formations and magical tools, which is better than who has a higher cultivation level.

So when this fight was really dazzling, it was like a roar in the sky, dark clouds rolled, black smoke rolled on the ground, various flags, various demons and monsters were rampant, and countless crawling insects. At this moment, countless corpses were lying on the ground, and there were no boundaries at first sight, but the three of them could see clearly at first sight. The corpses lying on the ground were obviously more in costumes than those of the White Lotus Sect.

Seeing this scene, the little monk Zenxin couldn't help but look angry on his face, raised his eyebrows slightly, and recited the Buddha's name again.

Wu Feng and Zhou Ming only glanced at him and then they were furious. The weapons in their hands made an angry buzzing sound.
Chapter completed!