Today I hold the world

My own mountain gate, I know how strong the defense is.

What Chen Shengnian was worried about at this time was the boss Zong who was far away in Tonglinggou.

When Wu Xuan proposed to show up and do a fight with Guo Jiuyou to relieve the danger of Fengshan in Tibet, Chen Shengnian decisively raised his hand to intercept:

"Senior, the most urgent thing is to go to Tonglinggou to help our ancestors. I know the formations and the defensive forces inside the gate. It is absolutely impossible for these demons and monsters driven by Guo Jiuyou to break through."

What Chen Shengnian didn't say is that there is also the Golden Core Blood Flood Dragon, an alien beast sent by his own town, in this Zangfeng Mountain. No matter how he arranges it, Master Jian can arrange it on his own, and there is no need for Wu Yuan to intervene out of thin air.

"That's the case, let's go to Tonglinggou with you first."

Wu Xuan is good at refining weapons, and he admired Chen Shengnian, who was very accomplished in formations at a young age. After listening to him in detail, he wrapped his sleeves and flew towards Tonglinggou at high speed.

Looking at Zangfeng Mountain again, Chilong Terrace is the place where the formation center is set up. Jian Yong and Tang Lin calmly watched the scene in the Yuanguang Mirror, and the monsters and ghosts attacking the formation at the foot of the mountain were clearly seen.

"Although he is aggressive, I always feel that this person has other plans, whether to ask Senior Zhuyun to go out and fight him." Tang Lin said a little uneasy.

Jian Yong frowned and thought, and shook his head after a while, "Stay here for a while, Zhuyun is the conservative force of the sect master, and it is not yet the critical moment of survival."

The two have always acted calmly in the gate, and now they are shouldering the heavy responsibility of guarding the mountain gate, and they will not be reckless in doing things. Jian Yong thought that when Jiang Yuzhou led the army to arrive, the gate would have 1000 or [-] people borrowed from various families to work together .

"Uncle Master, I don't know what's going on. Why didn't the message come?" Tang Lin paced back and forth in the hall.

In the past wars, the master personally took charge of all the battles. No matter how difficult it was, the pressure was also on the master. This time, Guo Jiuyou launched an attack at this time. For Tang Lin, who led one of the defense projects for the first time, the pressure was great.

"Junior brother, there is no need to worry. The old ancestor has superb Taoism and great supernatural powers. This time, he took Buer and Shengnian out to preach. We just need to guard the door and don't put pressure on him!"

Jian Yong has experienced many great battles for a long time. Although he doesn't have much fighting skills on the battlefield, he has many ways to strengthen the confidence of his brothers, and he believes from the bottom of his heart that his uncle Tao can't be defeated by these monks of the same rank who are good at tricks .

Thinking back to the development of Chilongmen so far, there have been many times of ups and downs, except for the few cases where the head of the sect resisted, every time Master Tao was there, all dangers were saved.

Tang Lin patted the disciple who was manipulating the Yuanguang mirror: "Also pay more attention to Houshan."

"Yes!"

After the disciple responded, he manipulated the other Yuanguang mirror to reveal the scene of the back mountain. Compared with the front of the mountain gate, there are more steep peaks here. Dulan led the guards personally, and the monsters who came from the side not only couldn't attack the mountain barrier a few times , Instead, he was shot and killed one by one by the disciples led by Duran.

"When did Junior Sister Du acquire such brilliant archery skills?" Tang Lin was astonished.

Jian Yong smiled and said: "As a disciple of the younger generation, how can you not know the teachings of teaching?"

Tang Lin thought for a while, and then suddenly realized: "So it's because of that child Wei Yin?"

Among the three generations of disciples, there was a girl whose natal object was a bow, and was selected by Dulan to be his apprentice. Tang Lin understood why Dulan's archery skills had improved by leaps and bounds when he thought of this.

If you want to be someone else's master, you must have something you can teach. Swords and arrows are not the same kind of weapons. The skills of the two are very different.

Looking around the entire Zangfeng Mountain, the main gate was the most violently attacked. Jian Yong watched Guo Jiuyou stand in the air outside the mountain for more than an hour, but he never made a move himself.

After noon and the sun passed, the attacks of monsters and ghosts still did not stop and became more and more fierce. However, the space where Guo Jiuyou was located gradually spread mist, the blue was thick, and the scene inside could not be seen clearly.

"Senior Brother Jian, this is?" Tang Lin asked in surprise.

At a certain moment, he seemed to see a pile of huge meat wings from the Yuanguang mirror. Guo Jiuyou was an orthodox cultivator, so how could he have meat wings.

Jian Yong naturally saw it clearly, frowning and staring, without saying a word.

Seeing that the blue mist was getting heavier and thicker, and it was about to cover a small piece of sky, Jian Yong told a disciple:

"Let the guards at the outer gate gather together to blow away the fog!"

The disciple led the order to rush outside, and after a while, Jian Yong and Tang Lin saw the strong wind blowing out from the Tibetan Wind Mountain Protective Formation, not only blowing away the wave of monsters attacking the front of the barrier, but also It was really close to the fog.

Close to close, combined attack technique has its own power, but after three breaths, the fog has not been blown away, which is tricky.

"What kind of demon fog is this?" Jian Yong asked doubtfully.

Tang Lin took out an old volume and flipped through the pages. After half a stick of incense, he couldn't get anything from the last page, so he shook his head helplessly.

Jian Yong had no choice but to order his disciples to let the person in charge of the gatekeepers try various methods, but after trying back and forth for more than half an hour, he still couldn't restrain the spread of the mist, which was already approaching the barrier of Zangfeng Mountain. up.

Jian Yong slapped the wooden platform hard, "You are here to host, I will go to the foot of the mountain to take a look in front of the jade."

Tang Lin nodded in agreement, and after a while, he saw Jian Yong in the Yuanguang mirror, and he was talking with the monks of Kongwen Temple inside the barrier.

Within three breaths, the neighing sound of a strange beast suddenly came from the dense fog, like a dead horse and a bird, horrifyingly horrifying, and a wave of golden core power charged into the mountain guard formation, teaching Tang who was in the center of the Red Dragon Terrace. Lin Du was shocked

Jian Yong in the Yuanguang mirror didn't even bother to ask that person in detail, and ran back to the Red Dragon Terrace.

"It's strange that there is an extra golden pill in there, like a bird or a beast." Jian Yong thought hard, but he didn't know what was going on, why Guo Jiuyou, who was originally fine, was in a fog with the birds and beasts.

"No, senior brother, there is only an aura of golden core inside!" Tang Lin observed carefully, and suddenly seemed to have discovered a shocking secret, and pointed directly into the Yuanguang mirror.

Jian Yongzheng wanted to feel it, but he saw a huge golden sword flying from the south, shooting into the blue mist to stir up the situation, cutting the blue mist into a dilapidated scene with the sword.

Tang Lin said happily: "Yuzhou is back!"

Jian Yong also saw the scene in the Yuanguang mirror. Jiang Yuzhou led more than [-] foreign affairs disciples of the Tanlang Temple, and came in an army formation on a cloud boat. Accompanying them was the black thunder cloud, no need to guess. I know, that is the magnified scene of Jiang Yuzhou's Buried Winter Thunder.

"Junior Brother's formation is becoming more and more harmonious, which is really rare!" Jian Yong wiped his short beard, and with reinforcements, his panicked heart was calmed down again.

Outside Zangfeng Mountain, Jiang Yuzhou recalled the spirit sword, stared coldly into the blue fog, and shouted sharply: "Monster, dare to block my mountain gate, look at my thunder sword!"

Under his orders, the army gathered their spiritual power together, while he pinched his fingers, using the golden light long sword as a guide, to attract the thunder from the sky to thunder down.

The Yangguan Spirit Sword was blessed by thunder, and the phantom that was released became more and more solid. It was ten feet high and turned into a hundred in an instant, and a black thunderbolt curtain appeared in an instant. This kind of scene was seen by ordinary monks. It's time to be dumbfounded.

"Heaven's Thunder is in a hurry, and the thunder is bound by the sword!"

Like a decree from a god, the thunder sword net was covered with countless thunderbolts and black thunder, covering the blue mist.