The stars are moving, time is like a white horse, and in a blink of an eye, a thousand years have passed.

Black Crystal Mountain has changed several generations of guardians, but there has never been any mistakes, the Venerable Qianjiao has no last resort, the formation laid out back then is extremely mysterious, and the evil Jiao has no room to break free at all.

Things have changed, and the Tianwei Sect has already put this matter behind them.

Since it can't be subdued, it is better to let it fend for itself in Black Crystal Mountain.

All this was originally logical, and I never dreamed that one day, it would fly to this Lingquan Mountain.

The monks were dumbfounded, and the low realm was at a loss, but the Jindan Ancestor was stunned one by one, how could this be?

How could this evil Jiao break free from the shackles of the Five Absolute Trapped Spirit Arrays, when it was in its heyday, it was helpless, but now it has been weakened, and its cultivation is only equivalent to the immortal cultivator in the early stage of the Yuan Infant, how can it get out of the predicament?

It's incredible.

But now, where is the time, let them get to the bottom of it.

has been locked up for thousands of years, and the evil Jiao's heart must be full of resentment.

The Protector Array is majestic, but the range that needs to be enveloped is too wide, and it is impossible to keep this dragon out.

But there is no trace of several uncles, what should I do now?

Hua Yu Zhenren's face was like dirt, and above his head, the dragon had already flown out of the whirlpool, and an earth-shattering roar came into his ears: "The disciples and disciples of the Tianwei Sect, I want to drain all of you from the soul refinement!"

The terrifying spiritual pressure fell with the sound, and Ling Xian felt that the boredom in his chest became thicker and thicker, as if he had pressed a large stone.

Is this the existence of the Yuan Infant level?

His eyes were full of longing.

Before the words fell, I saw that the dragon had opened its bloody mouth, the wind was surging, and the sky changed color. From its mouth, a wave of azure light erupted.

Seeing a flash of blue light, Ling Xian's body trembled, not that he was as timid as a mouse, but that he had only survived a heavenly tribulation, Yuan Infant level strength. Even if he just saw it with his own eyes, it was already beyond the limit of what he could bear.

Just as a frog sees a snake, or an ordinary critter will naturally be deterred by the king of beasts.

This is brought about by the disparity in power.

Zhuji and Yuanying are not the same at all, and there is too much gap between them.

And the house leak happened to rain overnight, and in the face of the terrible blow of this evil Jiao, in the sky, the seemingly thick light curtain. Suddenly, it was inexplicably darkened...... It's a bit incredible to say, there is such a coincidence in the world, the Heavenly Flavor Sect's Protector Array has not been opened for hundreds of years, but something went wrong at this moment, and it was lifted by itself.

"Not good!"

Hua Yu Zhenren reacted the fastest, his eyes were red, and his eyes were about to split, but what could he do. In front of others, he is the master of a faction. But in the face of this terrible dragon, there is only the golden pill period.

That's right...... There was only the Jindan period, and there was no way to return to the sky, and with a loud bang came to the ears, the mountain peak that was hit actually flew up entirely.

Gravel flew all over the sky. A good mountain peak, just collapsed and fell.

Moving mountains and seas, I only heard about it before, but now, it is the first time I have seen it with my own eyes. Ling Xian's face was full of shock.

This is the power that the legend says, the existence of the Yuan Infant Stage, with just one blow, destroyed a mountain with a spiritual spring in the main gate.

The immortal cultivators on the mountain peak, except for a few foundation building period monks who reacted quickly and flew out at the last moment, none of the others survived and all fell.

Roar!

Jiaolong's voice came, full of pride, and the monks of the Tianwei Sect were the same enemy.

That's right, most of the immortal cultivators are selfish, but it doesn't mean that they don't have feelings for the sect, and seeing so many fellow sects fall, their eyes are red.

Especially the Jindan Ancestor, as the saying goes, the clay people still have three points of true fire, not to mention these characters who have survived the second heavenly tribulation.

Seeing that so many disciples and grandchildren have fallen, one by one, they have reached the level of anger and rushing to the crown, it is tolerable, which is unbearable, how can the five major sects be bullied like this.

Could it be that without a few uncles, the Tianwei Sect will be reduced to being slaughtered by others.

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

I don't know which Jindan Ancestor let out a roar, the red light was dazzling, and he sacrificed his natal magic weapon.

These old monsters who have lived for hundreds of years usually look like human spirits, but at this moment, they have left all their calculations, all the pros and cons, all the gains and losses.

The blood is surging, just like the fledgling stunned youth.

As the Jindan Ancestor of the Tianwei Sect, how could he watch the sect being bullied?

Isn't the evil Jiao great?

This Jindan Ancestor rushed out.

"Senior Brother Ge ......"

A hint of struggle flashed in Hua Yu Zhenren's eyes, but before the words fell, he saw that the spirit was making a big move, and from his side, more Jindan Ancestors had rushed out.

Each of them has sacrificed treasures, cast spells, and even cast killer weapons.

Obviously, the evil Jiao had completely angered them, and at this time, they knew that they couldn't be defeated, but they already had desperate thoughts.

Thundered!

Suddenly, the aura flashed, all kinds of brilliance soared into the sky, the sound of bursting and whistling continued, and there were faint magic weapons flashing.

Jin Dan and Yuan Ying are not far apart, but at this time, there are more than 30 Jindan ancestors around Jiaolong, and there are many people who have become successful in the later stage of Jindan.

Attacking angrily, even if it is a vicious Jiao, he is a little tired of dealing with it for a while.

"Alas!"

Hua Yu Zhenren sighed, as the head of the Venerable, he was the most stable one.

It's really not a smart choice to deal with that evil Jiaohuo, but at this time, all the senior brothers have made a move, what can he do......

Watching from the sidelines?

Hua Yu Zhenren can't do such a thing, and he will be heavily blamed by his uncle afterwards.

So, despite too much helplessness in his heart, he still made a move.

With a wave of the dust whisk in his hand, it suddenly became bright, and around the dust, a purple cloud the size of a zhang appeared and appeared.

Immediately after, there was an astonishing scene, only to see the golden light in the purple cloud, and then countless golden filaments burst out from the purple cloud.

Like a drizzle, it shot towards the dragon.

Each crystal filament is equivalent to the power of an ordinary flying needle magic weapon.

If you don't make a move, it's enough, and if you make a shot, it's amazing.

is worthy of being the head of the Venerable, and he already has the strength of a half-step primordial infant, which is the legendary false infant stage.

Originally, although there were many Jindan ancestors, they were gradually about to be unable to resist, after all, the gap in a big realm, although it was not impossible to make up for it by the number of people, but only about 30 Jindan ancestors must be a little insufficient, and as soon as Huayu Zhenren made a move, the half-step Yuan Ying immediately made up for this gap and gradually recovered the decline.

"The head is mighty!"

Among the mountains, there was a lot of cheering.

The disciples clenched their fists tightly, eager to help, but the gap between them was too big, so they had to cheer on the side.

"Hmph, stupid, do you think that only you have the magic weapon, don't I have it?"

Seeing that the situation was gradually favorable, but at this moment, the dragon suddenly raised his head and said in a mouth, before the words fell, he opened his mouth, and actually spewed out a blue light from his mouth.

No, it should be a blue flying sword, like a streamer, like a movie, and suddenly the sky was full of blue sword light, Ling Xian couldn't even see it clearly, he only felt that the temperature around him had dropped a lot.

With the sound of gold and iron resonating into the ears, soon the magic weapon of the Jindan Ancestor was actually knocked away.

"The Cold Scale Sword, it's Senior Brother Shi's Cold Scale Sword, it's impossible, as a demon clan, how can you control the treasures of immortal cultivators, and this Cold Scale Sword, where did you get it?"

For a while, all the Jindan Ancestors were in a hurry, and the expressions on their faces were even more surprised, but the voice of Huayu Zhenren's angry shouting came into his ears.

The Venerable Head, who had always been steady and calm, also showed a look of surprise and uncertainty on his face at this moment.

Isn't it?

Although the Evil Jiao came here, they had already guessed that Senior Brother Shi, who was guarding Black Crystal Mountain, had fallen, but if they died, they would die, how could the other party drive the Cold Scale Sword?

You must know that it is Senior Brother Shi's natal magic weapon.

The natal magic weapon, as the name suggests, even if it falls into the hands of other monks, it is difficult to drive it away, and it must take a lot of time to erase the divine sense imprint of the original owner.

Monks are like this, not to mention the demon clan.

After all, the cultivation system of the demon clan is completely different from that of human beings, and there is a way for the demon clan to refine the body and make weapons for humans.

The meaning of this sentence is that the demon clan is born with a strong physique, so the vast majority of the demon clan, even if they reach the Jindan stage, will not refine magic weapons, but cultivate demon bodies.

This is determined by talent.

Although not every demon clan is like this, but the evil Jiao in front of him is at least like this, it has followed the Qianjiao Venerable to dominate the world before, but it has never used a magic weapon!

Now that the Cold Scale Sword is sacrificed, it is still running as expected, and the face of the real person of Huayu can't help but be extremely ugly, and a bad premonition arises in his heart.

Could it be ......

"Senior Brother Shi, what happened to Senior Brother Shi?"

"Hehe, Senior Brother Huayu, are you talking about me?"

The voice of the evil Jiao suddenly changed, and it became very familiar to all the Jindan Ancestors, it was the Shi junior disciple who was the guard of the Black Crystal Mountain.

Then the aura was great, and the dazzling brilliance wrapped the dragon, and after a while, the brilliance converged, and the dragon with a length of nearly 100 zhang had disappeared.

Instead, a monster with a human body came into view.

As the name suggests, it means that after the demon clan has survived three tribulations, it can fade away from the demon body and turn into a human form.

Originally, there was nothing unusual about this, but on the chest of the Black Jiao King, a human face actually appeared, and that face was still very familiar to everyone.

"You ate Senior Brother Shi?"

Hua Yu Zhenren's voice was extremely cold, but with a little doubt, there were more than one or two Yuan Infant Stage monks swallowed by this evil Jiao before, but there had never been such a strange scene......, what was going on?