Ao Cangmeng's body was like a kite with its string broken. It had already left the dragon's head. It was like stars falling from the sky, drawing streams of light in the sky and leaving a long trajectory. It was not known how far it fell before leaning on the guard.

The physical energy stopped his body, but he still couldn't help but cough up a mouthful of blood.

"Double true meaning?"

"Yin Lei."

"The eroding air machine."

"There's something weird."

Ao Cang covered his chest fiercely. He could clearly feel a sunken fist mark, and at least half of the bones protecting the chest were broken.

Seeing that the tall figure about to punch again, Ao Cang yelled: "How dare you!"

He blocked the blow, but that didn't mean Ao Mengsheng could withstand it.

At this time, Ao Meng Sheng was restrained by the shrine, and the black and red silk threads were like poisonous snakes tearing apart the aura protecting his body. If he were exposed to the full power of his true meaning, he would probably die on the spot.

At this moment, even the mid-stage Nascent Soul monks who had originally raided the formation could no longer sit still and immediately took action to help.

However, a person appeared in front of him.

A tall figure in a golden robe blocked his way.

"Get out of the way!"

"Seniors should know about us."

Jin Ao Zhenjun shook his head and said nothing. He neither said he knew nor said he didn't know.

It doesn't really matter whether he knows or not, it just depends on whether he has courage. Even if this courage is limited or after careful consideration, as long as it is still courage, it is enough.

"stop!"

Shocked and angry sounds came from above.

"It's the ancestor!"

The monk in the middle stage of Nascent Soul who was plundering the formation looked at the sky in surprise. He knew that the ancestor would be able to get here in time. The monks of the Yuandao League couldn't stop the ancestor at all, and intercepting a monk in the early stage of Yuanying was just easy.

How could something go wrong?

Tu Shanjun turned a deaf ear.

The evil ghost body still didn't stop.

"I tell you to stop!"

rub.

The legal domain was abruptly opened from the outside.

A figure forcibly tore apart Tushanjun's domain and rushed in.

The coercion at the peak of Nascent Soul is like a palm falling from the sky, seeming to want to hold Tushanjun tightly, accompanied by the surging true meaning of magical power.

"Uncle, help!"

Ao Mengsheng seemed to have seen a savior and shouted. He finally felt relieved. Since his uncles had arrived, there would be no accidents. His uncles would definitely be able to help him escape from the blockade of the shrine. Of course, maybe

Kill the black-robed ghost king of Taiyi Sect first.

"Swallowing souls."

A heavy and hoarse voice came out of the mouth of the tall figure about 10 feet tall.

What followed was a fist shadow that swept across the world.

The blue and blood-stained sky was swept away, and the dark black earth quickly faded away. Only the shrines gathered behind Tushanjun, and countless green and white ghost hands rested on Tushanjun's shoulders, side ribs, waist, and legs...

The mountain formed by the shrine is like a towering building reaching into the clouds. The Yin gods in the shrine took action one after another to resist the true meaning of magical powers coming from the sky.

"kill!"

This punch.

It bloomed in Ao Mengsheng's disbelieving eyes.

The huge dragon's body was shattered inch by inch, turning into steaming blood. The huge and tough body was exploded by a punch!

The nine shrines that looked like matryoshka dolls also came together at the moment of the punch, and the black and red silk thread accurately found the Yin Shen of Ao Meng Sheng's Nascent Soul who exploded and died.

"You are so brave!"

The cultivator at the peak of Nascent Soul was furious.

Tushanjun, who was standing in the air, raised his head slightly. His green-faced fangs looked particularly solemn and indifferent against the purple-black golden crown, like an alien god.

Even if he is looking up, it doesn't feel like he is looking up at anything, but rather like he is looking down, looking down, gazing at the top of the clouds.

"Buzz."

The unchanged complexion finally changed.

The Soul Banner fell into his hands again, and the Ghost King's brief peak state of reincarnation was forced to be lifted. Even his face became a little pale. This was the backlash of the destruction of the legal domain and the abnormal impact from the Soul Banner.

He murmured softly: "What is supposed to come will eventually come."

Taiyi's face immediately turned gloomy and he said in a cold voice: "It's better to refine him!"

Tu Shanjun shook his head and turned his head.

A flash of scarlet flashed, and the cyan fangs shone coldly.

Said: "If there is no ghost king reincarnated, I can still win."

Two black black jade pieces came up from the chest. Tu Shanjun bit them down, and his green fangs immediately burst.

Repair evil spirits.

Bite it down again.

It still looks broken.

The corners of Wan Liuyun's mouth curved into a mocking arc, as if he was mocking Tu Shanjun for not knowing what he could do.

He would not make the same mistake as his elder brother. Let the ghost cultivator swallow his Yuanying Yin Shen instead of hiding in the black jade. At least for the time being, he would be safe.

Bang,

‘…’

Bang.

Until my mouth is full of blood.

I don’t know how many fangs I swallowed.

The eternal jade finally showed a tiny crack.

Wan Liuyun, who was still calm at first, suddenly widened his eyes, and Yuanying Yinshen trembled slightly. It was hard to imagine how to relieve the pain of a broken tooth, or even how to regenerate teeth.

He only knows that no matter how hard the treasure is, it will eventually break.
Chapter completed!