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The first thousand four hundred and sixty-six chapters try Wei

"National Master, what should we do here? Should we stop the True Dragon Wuji Formation and continue to refine the blood light in the dragon vein when the demons are relieved?" The white-haired old man looked at Yuan Tiangang and asked.

The True Dragon Wuji Formation and the Dragon Vein of Chang'an City are closely linked. If it is interrupted during operation, it will have a serious impact on the Dragon Vein.

"No, the blood light in the dragon vein is not simple. It must be driven away as soon as possible. It is afraid of changes. However, the people in the city are in danger. I will urge this formation to move alone. You all go to the city to suppress the demons!" Yuan Tiangang said.

"You are operating alone? How can this be done? The True Dragon Wuji Formation consumes extremely energy. Only sixteen of us work together can barely activate it. Although you have a high level of cultivation, you are far better than us, and it is impossible for you to support the True Dragon Wuji Formation alone." The white-haired old man said in surprise.

"I have my own way. You don't have to worry. Saving people is like putting out a fire. Go quickly!" Yuan Tiangang waved his sleeves, and more than a dozen true immortal cultivators moved out of the True Dragon Wuji Formation in a flash.

The True Dragon Wuji Formation suddenly became dark, but a large piece of white light suddenly lit up on Yuan Tiangang's body, and rolled into the formation. White light flashed beside him, and another Yuan Tiangang appeared, which was the Yang God clone.

The clone sat cross-legged, and a large amount of inspiration burst out from his body, which was also injected into the formation.

The True Dragon Wuji Formation immediately regained its previous glory and continued to rumble.

After seeing this scene, more than a dozen true immortal cultivators felt relieved...

"The national teacher's merits and fortune are my admiration. Since that's the case, then we'll leave now. Be careful." The white-haired old man said to Yuan Tiangang, turned around and flew away, and the same was true for everyone else.

Yuan Tiangang watched everyone leave, closed his eyes, and the white light flashed on his body, and he activated the formation with all his strength.

...

Within the Tang Dynasty government, there was a faint golden light on Shen Luo's body, and the vitality consumed by the treasure was gradually restored, and in a moment, he could recover it all.

The Nether Fire Refining Furnace is no longer here. It is obvious that the Fire Spirit has already refined the Dragon Burial Flute and has been put away.

At this moment, Shen Luo suddenly opened his eyes, jumped out, and instantly came outside.

A strong vibration came from all directions, and the sound of fighting and killing came, and the huge black air also came into his eyes.

"These demons really appeared again!" Shen Luo frowned, but was not panicked.

He had already told Yuan Tiangang that the demon might attack Chang'an City twice. With Yuan Tiangang's magical powers and means, he would definitely be prepared. This time, it should not cause the previous tragedy again.

The disciples in the Tang Dynasty government were also awakened and flew out of various houses. When they saw the situation in the city, their expressions changed drastically.

Shen Luo ignored the others and turned into a red light and shot towards the distance.

At this moment, a group of large black bats flew towards him with a whirring sound of wings.

These big bats have as many as twenty or thirty heads, each of which is four or five feet in size. The leading one is even more shaped like a palace, with sharp fangs and emitting powerful waves of demonic energy, and it has actually reached the level of the true immortal. Other big bats are basically in the Mahayana realm.

These big bats were fierce and seemed to attack the Tang Dynasty government.

Shen Luo remembered that Misu was still in the Tang Dynasty's official palace and flipped his hand to sacrifice a treasure. It was the magic weapon of the Silver Light Bell that he snatched from the unknown wild ghost. It became several times larger in the wind and instantly turned into a big bell like a water tank.

He muttered something, and a crystal light shot out from his eyebrows, hitting the silver bell.

With a "dong" sound, a huge silver wave of light shot out from the big bell, covering all the big bats.

The body of the big bat, including the bat king in the True Immortal Stage, was shocked, his eyes became confused, as if he was trapped in a fascination, and his flying figure also stopped.

"The power of the soul-shaking secret technique and the silver light clock cooperated, and the power of the sunken eyes was indeed greatly increased." Shenlong was delighted, and he waved his sleeves, and seven red flying swords shot out of his hand, turning and turning into fiery red sword silks all over the sky, and slashing past these big bats.

The bodies of the big bat were shattered and turned into countless pieces of black flesh and blood, falling down, and their souls were also destroyed and all fell.

Chen Luo was quite satisfied with the power of these Pure Yang swords. After a little bit of fingering, the fiery red sword threads in the sky condensed into seven flying swords again, lifted up his body and the silver light bell and shot forward, and disappeared into the distant sky in the blink of an eye.

Everyone in the Tang Dynasty government was about to fight, but the big bats were killed instantly and were stunned.

"Is this person Shen Luo? His strength is indeed terrifying. No wonder Duke Cheng and Master Yuan value him so much." A thin figure flew out from the Tang Dynasty government. It was Master Huang Mu, who looked in the direction of Shen Luo and flew and murmured.

"Master Huangmu, the demon attacked again. It seemed that it appeared from those cracks. If I had known, I would have completely blocked those cracks! What should I do now?" An elder of the Tang Dynasty official flew over and asked anxiously.

The others also looked at Master Huang Mu, with a little uneasy expression.

Cheng Yaojin was not here and no one issued an order. The Tang Dynasty government was unhappy and was quite chaotic in the past few days.

"Don't panic. The national master has already made complete preparations. Today he will kill all these monsters to avenge his previous revenge! The disciples of Shenwu Hall and Tiangong Hall stayed behind the Tang Dynasty government, and everyone else set out in separate ways. Qianniao Hall and Sihai Hall went to the south of the city, Luo Xiu Hall and Guanglin Hall went to the east of the city, Hua Jin Hall and Baihu Hall went to the west of the city, Izuyun Hall and Wuling Hall went to the north of the city, sealed the cracks and killed the raging demons in the city!" Master Huang Mu issued an order in an orderly manner.

Everyone agreed in unison and flew away in all directions.

...

At the huge crack, Lu Huaming's body was covered with scars at this moment, and he could barely stand firm with the big sword in his hand.

Not far ahead of him, thin white lights were flying around the black figure, flashing like stars in the night sky, with endless murderous intent in its splendor, but there were countless white fine needles.

In the huge crack next to it, thick black light continued to soar into the sky, and demons were still emerging from it, but they ignored Lu Huaming and rushed towards the people around them. Thrilling screams sounded from time to time.

When Lu Huaming saw this scene, he was extremely anxious, but he could not help.

The black figure in front of him is far stronger than him. If it weren't for the Frost Leng Jiuzhou in his hand, he would have been defeated and died.

"Hmph, it's rare for me to block the Qianyu Needle Array of the old man to this point, but that's all!" The black figure shouted lightly, and the crutch in his hand pointed out.

Countless white fine needles shot towards Lu Huaming like a rainstorm, bringing out a terrifying howling sound.

Lu Huaming's expression changed slightly, and he made gestures with both hands. The sword light of the Frost Cold Jiuzhou skyrocketed, forming a blue halo to cover his body.

Countless white fine needles flew towards them and hit the blue halo hard. Each fine needle hit, white light burst out in a flash, making a loud thunderous sound.

The blue halo vibrates violently, shrinks rapidly, and it is about to collapse completely.
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