The demon clouds were surging, as if the mountains were rushing towards us, and the wind was gushing, as if the waves of the vast sea were swelling, making people feel pain in their faces and panic in their hearts. The evil spirit Taoist king was pressing on the ground without any cover, and he released his breath without restraint.

No one can say anything about this kind of arrogant behavior. Before that, he was the top person in the world like the Lumen Mountain people, but now, he is the only immortal in the earth immortal world, with unique cultivation and strong strength that no one can match.

Seeing the demon cloud hitting like the shadow of death, Wu Zidao and Bai Tianming took a deep breath and clenched their fists.

The Taoist Lord came and his aura was extraordinary. Not only him, but also a large number of monks from Yanyun Pavilion, including Shadowman and Gu Lingjun, but there were no Nether Sword.

At present, a person, or it can no longer be said to be a human being. The evil spirit Taoist king still used his soul body and did not seize the body of others. After experiencing the Battle of Meicheng, his body was several hundred percent larger, about ten meters long. His aura was also stronger, but he still stayed in the realm of immortals and did not make a breakthrough.

But even so, he still has the ability to look down on the world.

After stopping, the evil spirit Taoist lord threw it casually, and a black shadow threw it at Lushan Academy Square. After landing, he rolled a few times. After seeing it clearly, there was a head.

The flesh and blood were blurred and muddy shop, and I couldn't see the facial features clearly, but I immediately heard someone screaming: "Dad!"

The screamer was Ji Hanyan, and this head was naturally Ji Baizhan. The father and daughter were connected to each other, and she recognized the identity of that head faster than others.

Wu Zidao's expression darkened and he sighed softly. When the battle situation in Meicheng came, he also blessed a little hope. Perhaps Ji Bai lost the battle because he lost, and he might not have died. Now it seems that it is just wishful thinking.

"father!"

Ji Hanyan wanted to rush over, but was pulled. The situation was dangerous and the battle was about to break out.

Wu Zidao took a few steps forward, took out a wooden box with his hand, picked up Ji Baizhan's head and put it in it, and then sent it to Ji Hanyan with his true energy. Then he looked at the evil spirit Taoist king and said, "I'm sorry, the master of the Pavilion."

"I don't want to talk nonsense!" said the evil spirit Taoist coldly: "Take the walker out and you can still consider spareing you. Although you are all humble human race, I don't mind taking you as slaves."

"The Lord of the Pavilion is kind and grateful!" Wu Zidao smiled faintly: "Let's talk about this to the people from the Yitai Sect or the Demon Sect. None of the people who have arrived here today want to be slaves!"

"Then give your soul!" The evil spirit Taoist laughed: "Kill me!"

The Shadowman and the Gu Lingjun looked at each other, with a responsible look in their eyes, but they did not hesitate too much, and they all rushed over.

"I'll leave it to you!" Wu Zidao said, and took a few steps back.

"I'm here!"

Bai Tianming shouted loudly and soared into the sky. More than 10,000 academy disciples behind him pinched their swordsmanship and unshewn their swords.

"Let the cranes fly in the white sand, listen to the sound of the waves in the forest. The sun is fierce and the dust is spreading, and a rain hangs in the middle of the river!"

Ten thousand people were drinking together, the sword energy was noisy, and more than ten thousand sword energy soared into the sky and rushed into Bai Tianming's body with the sound of golden sound.

"ah!"

With a loud shout, the breath of daylight surged wildly. With a raised hand, the silver edge was in hand, and slowly merged into the body under the technique of merging the troops.

The Lushan Sword Formation mobilizes the power of the entire Lushan ban, and at the same time, the sword energy of everyone in the formation can be included in the body of the person who is the formation eye. Although it is not a method of one plus one equals two, it can also increase the power of the person who is the formation eye by dozens of times.

As soon as the breath swept over, the Shadowman and Gu Lingjun looked dark. There was no doubt that Bai Tianming's combat effectiveness in front of him should not be worse than that of Lumen Shanren in his entire body. He would definitely be asking for trouble when he fought with him at this time.

But now the evil spirit Taoist king is no longer the master of his past. He no longer wants subordinates, but slaves. He cannot refuse to die by himself, let alone killing people.

The two led tens of thousands of Yanyun Pavilion killers to rush forward, using their own means to explain the strongest magical powers, and countless attacks blasted towards Lushan Academy like a storm.

"I've wanted to mess with you a long time ago!"

Bai Tianming shouted loudly, and a long sword floated out of his hand. The cold light flashed, and the sword intent was blew up as if the strong wind blew countless sand and stones, rising against the sky and rushing towards the sky.

As they swept, countless beams of light appeared, dazzling the eyes, as if golden swords stabbed everyone's eyes.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

There were loud noises endlessly, and many magical powers of Yanyun Pavilion were shattered, and the sword energy was scattered and the body was passing by. Faced with those sword energy that looked like cow hair, many killers thought that their lethality was limited, but they didn't expect that they could not resist it at all. Not to mention others, even Shadowman and Gu Lingjun were also hit.

With a muffled groan, the two of them flew backwards like kites with broken strings and fell to a very far distance. They were like this, not to mention the others. In the blink of an eye, tens of thousands of killers in the Yanyun Pavilion fell from the sky like fallen leaves behind autumn, and no one died left.

"It seems that all your subordinates are just like this!" Bai Tianming grinned and felt aroused in fighting.

He looks a little honest when he is normal, but once he takes action, he becomes a madman, desperate. Even if the enemy on the other side is a fairy, he is not afraid at all.

"court death!"

The Evil Spirit Daojun is now full of complacent ambitions and is willing to challenge others. Without saying much nonsense, he raises his hand and slaps it out with one palm.

He practiced the soul Taoist pattern, and the mind power Taoist pattern was practiced when concealing his identity. At this moment, the combination of the two was even more powerful. When this palm was slapped, it instantly turned into a soul storm, like a lion roaring, killing towards Bai Tianming and the entire Lushan Academy.

"ah!"

With a loud shout from Bai Tianming, nine long swords appeared and directly slashed out the Nine Swords Youlong.

The nine long swords, with the intent of monstrous swords, and the sword energy of more than 10,000 academy disciples helped each other, just like nine crazy dragons flying out and biting the lion from all directions.

Such sword energy is not as good as those in Lumen Mountain, and it is enough to easily defeat any cultivator in the Tribulation Period. Unfortunately, he is facing an immortal at this moment, the only immortal in the earthly fairy world.

The nine dragons roared and bit the lion. In a moment, their power quickly weakened. In the blink of an eye, they turned into a small snake. The lion shook and shattered the sword energy of the Nine Swords Dragon. It roared and hit the ban on Lushan Academy.

The Nine Swords Youlong is so powerful that even if he is one level higher, it is difficult to resist directly. At this moment, he is defeated without any suspense.

"boom!"

It was a soul roar, and the spiritual power was bombarded. Everyone felt a loud bang in their minds, blood tumbling, and their eyes turned white. A series of muffled groans sounded, and more than half of the disciples of Lushan fell down. The breath was weak, and they all died.

Such soul methods are more difficult to defend than mental attacks, and the Nine Swords Dragon consumes a lot of energy, otherwise the result will be even more terrifying.

"The ants gather together are just a group of ants! Let's see how you can stop them again!"

The evil spirit Taoist sneered and slapped out another palm, making the breath even more intense, intending to sweep Lushan. To be continued.
Chapter completed!