Today I hold the world

The thunder and rain continued, and more than two hundred sword-riding monks outside Zangfeng Mountain confronted the multi-party Wuhe casual cultivators led by Tuoba Nantian.

In terms of numbers, Chilongmen has no advantage at all, and the opponent's base building and Qi training are twice as many as their own.

But in terms of momentum, it is obvious that Chilongmen is superior. The subordinates recruited by Tanlangdian were all selected from the development of Luoluo Peak in the past, and they have been integrated and obeyed by Jiang Yuzhou for many years, and orders are prohibited.

Among them, people such as Zhao Chong, Luo Dingchun, Zhu Yuzi, etc., have already reached the peak position in the first level of Qi training, and they only need to build a foundation by chance.

If you want to say that the biggest reason for your own cultivator's momentum is attributed to Tao Patriarch.

Although Tuoba Nantian's newly promoted Jindan has a great reputation, it is incomparable with Tao Laozu, a mid-term figure who has formed alchemy for many years.

From yesterday to now, there have been two fights in total, and Tuoba Nantian was defeated and retreated.

At this moment, Jiang Yuzhou was holding a golden long sword in his hand, and two swords, one black and one purple, on his back, and shouted sharply: "Since you are determined not to quit my Chilongmen spirit land, then under this thunder, I will punish you and wait until you become dead souls!"

The golden long sword flew up to the clouds in an instant after the words were spoken. Jiang Yuzhou only said the word "kill", and more than two hundred monks behind him unleashed sword aura towards the opposing camp. These sword auras were white and cold. Qi, when the golden long sword in the sky turned into a size of ten feet and flew downward, it turned into gold one after another and merged into a torrent of sword energy.

"Julyu Wanjian Jue, quick!"

With the sound of trembling and roaring, the torrent of sword energy slanted towards the hundreds of monks outside Zangfeng Mountain, led by Tuoba Nantian, propped up the purple light shield, and boosted their spiritual power forward one by one from behind, without any intention of ending array trend.

Jiang Yuzhou sneered, "The mob!"

The sword formula raised his hand and dropped his fingers forward, the torrent of golden light sword energy rushed fiercely in bursts of sword rain, and when it encountered the purple light barrier propped up by Tuoba Nantian, it clanged harshly, and Tao Fangyin, who was watching the battle from the side, stroked his beard calmly, observing the opponent. How much strength.

In the past two days, there were many clamorers in the subordinates of the Bull Demon Valley. The two sides fought several times, and more than a hundred people died. Looking at it now, the losses of their own sects are more than [-]% less than those of the other party.

Such was the situation caused by the disagreement between people's hearts. If Tuoba Nantian hadn't tried his best to protect those people, Tao Fangyin alone would have killed most of those bastards.

Even though he knew there was something wrong with them, as the Patriarch of Chilongmen Jindan, no matter what Tuoba Nantian had in mind, if he wanted to protect those people, he had to deal with them. The son left a great disaster.

In terms of numbers and individual strength, there are more than [-] Foundation Establishment cultivators in that group, and there are no more than ten Foundation Establishment monks in their own camp, but their combined strength is obviously not comparable to that of their own.

Tao Fangyin stared at the torrent of sword energy for most of the time, his palms floated up, fierce flames floated in the air, and behind him, scorching flames rolled in rows, and he lowered his palms towards the purple light barrier erected by Tuoba Nantian. Waves of flames followed the sword energy Hitting the purple light barrier, within five breaths, the barrier shattered.

"Moo~"

A cow roared out accompanied by thunder, and behind Tuoba Nantian's burly figure appeared a dark purple bull's head, which was the real body of Xuanyang Demon Bull, one of his two natal creatures.

The horn emitted purple light to help make up for the barrier, and held on for about ten breaths. The moment the momentum languished, black mist filled the sky over Zangfeng Mountain, and the huge one-horned snake head swallowed black light. This was Tuoba Nantian's other natal beast, the black-scaled horned viper.

Behind him, the burly man shouted urgently: "Senior Tuoba, that Tao is plotting against us, why don't you teach your natal horned viper to fly out of the duel?"

"That's right, your life is also the strength of the golden core. If you distract yourself and go out to disturb Tao, we will be able to resist this wave of fencing formation, and then spread out to attack his house. In terms of numbers, we will win an overwhelming victory." Song Jianzhuang Wood's face was hideous, as if he was trying to convey spiritual energy.

Most of Tian Xiangzi's white beard was cut off, and he said hoarsely: "The correct solution is to attack Jiang Yuzhou. If his monk's sword formation is broken, Senior Tuoba can go straight to Huanglong, and then capture the key figures. Look at that Tao Would you like to sit down and discuss it?"

……

Tuoba Nantian glanced back with scarlet eyes, and those who still had time to talk lowered their heads to urge their spiritual power. Seeing that the torrent of sword energy was about to be exhausted, every family had the idea of ​​victory, and suddenly someone shouted: "There is a man in the south!" The breath of the golden core is flying in at a very fast speed!"

Tuoba Nantian couldn't care less about looking at the south, his eight-foot-tall body was full of blood in the abdomen and back, new wounds and old wounds broke open together, blood spurted out, he screamed loudly, and with a violent push with both arms, he turned the purple light barrier into a shield with all his strength Pushing it out directly wiped out the last aftermath of the torrent of sword energy.

Chilongmen's side was no longer strong enough to form another formation, so everyone drew their swords and rushed towards the group of Wuhe Yexiu, "Kill!"

Tuoba Nantian summoned two natal beasts to besiege Tao Fangyin together, a giant shadow of a red bell appeared behind Tao Fangyin, and with a loud bang, even the traces of clouds and rain were wiped out.

Everyone knows that this is the last battle in three days, and the winner will be determined after this battle.

Hey~

A soul-entering roar came from the south, and the 30-foot-long blood-red dragon body galloped, but within five breaths, it had already arrived at the place of chaos.

Aw~ roar~

Shouting and roaring again, there was a hint of dragon chant in it, and all the people who fought were slightly sluggish. Taking advantage of the silence, they coughed and spoke coldly:

"Stop it all!"

Just as the dark clouds were gradually dissipating, the sun shone through the clouds, and the sky was getting brighter. The scales of the blood-red dragon gleamed, and it stared fiercely at every casual cultivator who was about to kill someone.

Above Xue Jiao's head, a thin figure in a red and black Taoist robe covered his mouth and coughed twice, and said to Jiang Yuzhou, "Senior brother, gather your hands and withdraw them."

The snow-white hair was blown back by the breeze after the rain, Zhong Ziyan's complexion was pale, obviously still seriously ill.

Tao Fangyin came to Zhong Ziyan's side and lamented: "You didn't take good care of your wounds, why did you come here?"

Jiang Yuzhou was holding a head in his hand, and seeing that his junior master was obviously not joking, he snorted heavily and raised his hand: "Get out!"

In just a short moment of melee, all the advantages accumulated earlier by one's own side were lost, and more than 20 people died.

However, the excited faces of those enemies froze and stopped, and they all knew that the battle was coming to an end.

With Tuoba Nantian's Golden Elixir alone, even Tao Fangyin couldn't defeat him. They invited another beast dragon from somewhere. Look at the scale armor shining with golden red dazzling light. It is not an ancient beast, but also a descendant of it. .

Tuoba Nantian took in two natal beasts, his eyes gradually calmed down, and he stood in front of the group of rabble cultivators, looking at Zhong Ziyan coldly.

Zhong Ziyan spoke in a weak voice:

"Senior Tuoba, there are two ways to go at this moment: [-]. Withdraw from Zangfeng Mountain, release my disciples and disciples, and lead the people south to defend the Demon City. [-]. Save all of them with their lives!

Ten breath time, choose one of the two.

Ten, nine, eight, seven... one! "