Dozens of seals rushed towards Bai Yuqing.

Bai Yuqing's face was startled, the Haoran Tiangang opened...Boom! Boom boom boom...

There was always a gap in realm. Bai Yuqing flew out and spat out a mouthful of blood.

"Destroyed the four great protectors of the Nether Sect! Yu Zhenghai was not on the chariot!" Xiang Lie was already sure... how well he understood Yu Zhenghai.

If Yu Zhenghai was really here, he would have come out to dominate the situation long ago, so why should he be afraid?

Xiang Lie's voice echoed throughout the audience.

Harold sneered, and the Wolf King's body suddenly expanded.

"Yang Yan, Di Qing... do you really think Liuye can lead the team?"

Buzz!

The golden lotus under the four hooves of the Wolf King's dharma body also grew in size.

A corner of the golden lotus clicked... and an extra leaf appeared.

Seven leaves, rotating around the golden lotus.

In that square formation, Harlow became even more tyrannical!

Boom, boom!

Yang Yan and Di Qing were immediately knocked away by the Wolf King, and the moment the Dharma Body disappeared, they both spat out a mouthful of blood.

Hua Chongyang obviously couldn't hold on for long.

Xiang Lie nodded with satisfaction and dived towards the flying chariot.

boom!

The formation pattern cracked again.

boom!

The formations surged and shattered like glass.

More than a thousand practitioners of the Netherworld Sect were attacked twice by Xiang Lie. They were all swept down by the powerful energy and fell.

Xiang Lie fell on the flying chariot.

The surge of vitality spread from the Dantian Qi sea to every step, and then to Fei Chaan's whole body.

Xiang Lie took control of the Nether Sect's flying chariot!

"It's really empty."

Just when Xiang Lie was about to step on the giant chariot and turn around to deal with Hua Chongyang——

call out!

In the flying chariot, a figure struck Xiang Lie's back like lightning.

Who else, Xiang Lie, felt the danger coming from his back.

Immediately activate the body-protecting Qi.

"late."

boom!

Xiang Lie rushed forward...a strange force easily broke through his body-protecting Qi, and poof, a mouthful of blood spat out.

"Uncle Xiang!" Liu Bing was riding the chariot in the air. When he saw this scene, he showed a look of horror. He quickly shifted his gaze and looked at the people on the flying chariot——

What appeared... was not Yu Zhenghai.

Instead, it is Si Wuya, the seventh disciple of Demonic Sky Pavilion.

Si Wuya put away his palms, and all the paper symbols in his palms ignited into flames and disappeared between heaven and earth.

Yu Hong endured the pain and jumped onto the chariot and controlled the flight.

"Mr. Seven! You succeeded!"

Si Wuya took one step at a time, with a calm expression, and walked to the steering wheel of the giant chariot. He looked down at Xiang Lie and said loudly: "You are very unlucky. I studied such a Celestial Master's Taoist spell, but I never thought it would be used on you.

"

All things in the world are mutually reinforcing and interfering with each other, and the Eight Leaves are not without their weaknesses.

In order to break the master's divine curse, during that time, he worked diligently and diligently studied the divine curse of Tianshi Dao. In addition, in order to help break the divine curse, the senior brother did not hesitate to find a disciple from various Taoist sects at all costs.

Pile of talisman paper.

These talismans were accumulated together, used only once, and then disappeared.

But once is enough.

boom!

Xiang Lie hit the ground.

Si Wuya knew that he was not dead, but it was enough to severely injure Xiang Lie.

Yang Yan, Di Qing, and Bai Yuqing returned injured.

Only Hua Chongyang was left struggling to support him.

Si Wuya looked at Liu Bing and said, "Liu Bing... from the moment you stepped into Liangzhou City, you have already lost."

"Um?"

"Xiang Lie is a small accident. But have you ever thought that the formation in Liangzhou City has always been intact?" Si Wuya's words made Liu Bing's soldiers look at each other.

"Did you do this on purpose?" Liu Bing frowned.

"That's right... and these alien races. From the beginning to the end, in my eyes, they are just a group of uncivilized animals." Si Wuya said every word carefully.

When Harold heard this, he became furious.

The Wolf King's dharma body expanded again.

Ha ha ha ha……

Maybe he was angered by Si Wuya's words.

The two thousand practitioners in the witchcraft square looked up to the sky at the same time, and thick purple mist rose from their bodies.

The Wolf King's dharma body continuously absorbs the purple mist.

The body is getting bigger and bigger.

Harold said loudly: "Do you really think you have settled everything?"

Bai Yuqing hurriedly came to Si Wuya's side and said: "Mr. Qi, my subordinates requested to evacuate. The plan has been completed. As long as we evacuate, Haruo will definitely have Liu Bing operated on!"

Yang Yan and Di Qing also bowed.

Si Wuya didn't know that Haruo would hold back. After so many years, only he and Yu Zhenghai knew how well they knew this group of aliens.

withdraw?

According to plan?

Liu Bing grabbed it with one hand...

Princess Yongning is suspended and restrained.

He has no choice!

"Si Wuya, you dare to leave? It's impossible to reap the benefits!"

"Yongning?!" Si Wuya frowned.

The three guardians bowed again: "Mr. Seven! Please act as planned!"

Si Wuya looked at the suspended Princess Yongning.

Yongning looked calm, unfazed, and even looked at Si Wuya standing on the flying chariot with a warm smile.

A satisfied smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

It seems that this is enough.

Yongning raised his right hand slightly, and a sword sword appeared in his palm.

"Please continue with your plan..."

Yongning grabbed the sword and stabbed it towards his chest——

When people are most unsure of what they want, they often easily fall into a dilemma of choice. When everything really breaks out, all the choices become ridiculous and there is no choice.

Si Wuya's eyes reflected the way the sword was raised.

It was like something touched his heart...

He put his foot down and flew towards Yongning like an arrow from the string.

"A mandarin duck with a miserable life...Mr. Seven of the Devil's Pavilion is nothing more than that!"
To be continued...