Play the flute?

Ling Xiaolan suddenly heard these words and didn't react for a while.

In the blink of an eye, Wu Wang was seen running out of the battle formation, with star wings formed from the Star Prayer Technique appearing behind his back, and he was rushing towards the ground on his head and feet.

Playing the flute? Do you want to let yourself play the flute and play fairy music?

The contemporary saint of Tianyanxuan Nu Sect was only slightly delayed. Wu Wan was already hundreds of feet away, looking like a comet across the sky.

Brother Wuwang would never act recklessly in such a situation.

"Don't follow me!"

Ling Xiaolan turned her head and shouted softly, opened her jade arms and jumped down from the cloud, with a thin skirt and light shirt stuck to her shoulders, her jade arms, and her long hair flying slightly messy, she had already used her magic to transform into the shape of a flying bird, and she

Falling rapidly in the air, chasing Wu Wan.

The strange behavior of the two of them immediately attracted the attention of experts everywhere.

A master from the Ten Fierce Halls immediately rushed down to stop him, but was quickly stopped by the Renhuang Pavilion Immortal.

Xu Mu groaned secretly and wanted to drag Wu Wang back and throw him back into the battle formation, but he was under too much attack and couldn't move away at all.

However, Xu Mu felt a little hope in his heart.

This young master Kitano gave him too many surprises and surprises in the women's country;

This young man who has only been in the Human Realm for half a year and has already become the leader of a sect, will he be... today?

At this moment, a black shadow suddenly emerged from the ruins where Wu Wan had fallen. This black shadow was emitting a strong blood light, warning Wu Wan like a demonstration.

Xu Mu's eyes widened... Is this the peak of a true immortal?

No, it’s the Heavenly Immortal Realm. The master of magic cultivating who has just stepped into the Heavenly Immortal Realm seems to be an ambush from the opponent?

"Wuwang, come back quickly! That's not someone you can deal with..."

Before Xu Mu shouted, the old man in black robe, who was in the early stage of Celestial Immortal Realm, raised his left hand high, raised a palm shadow of dozens of feet in diameter, and slapped Wu Wan head-on!

For Xu Mu, it was too late to rescue him at this time. As he was distracted by Wu Wang, the attacks around him were even more ferocious and completely unstoppable.

It’s too late to say it, but it will be soon!

Xu Mu saw from a distance that at the moment Wu Huan's figure was swallowed up by the shadow of his palm, light shone in Wu Huan's hand.

That light was so dazzling that it made many immortals' eyes dry and made those half-human and half-animal murderers panic.

The shadow of his palm broke through, and Wu Wan's momentum was blocked. He stood quietly in the air holding a long sword. The light of the wings behind him was actually obscured by the light of the long sword.

During the fierce fight, many immortals and real immortals looked over distractedly.

"That's, that's..."

"Star Mine?! Sword-shaped Star Mine? How many immortal treasures can be made from such a large Star Mine? Isn't the usage of the Star Mine just to add one or two or two taels when refining weapons and it can be said to be specialized in breaking the body-protecting fairy light?"

"It's a long sword made from star ore! What kind of sword-shaped star ore! Don't be distracted in the fight! Have you never seen a sword?"

"Star ore core, that is no ordinary star ore! It is a weapon forged from star ore core!"

"Whose family does this kid belong to! Isn't this a waste of resources?"

Before the shouts in the air stopped, Wu Wan rushed downwards again, holding a sword flower in his long sword, scattering stars and blowing icy winds.

The palm shadow was easily broken open, and the black-robed old man in the Ten Fierce Palace was obviously a little stunned;

But at this moment, when he saw Wu Wan, whose breath was no stronger than that of a Nascent Soul monk, rushing towards him, the old man became even more angry.

A Nascent Soul monk was holding a long sword made of star ore cores in his hand... The old man was so angry that he wanted to tear Wu Wan into pieces!

"Aha!"

The old man jumped up and used his right hand as a claw. An animal claw dozens of feet long and wide formed in front of him and grabbed Wu Wan directly.

At this speed and this distance, the old man concluded that Wu Wan had no way to dodge, so he would definitely use that incredibly shining long sword to cut off his own offensive, and then his follow-up methods would be enough to defeat him...

The flute sound suddenly sounded, the syllables were a bit rapid, and wisps of ripples instantly wrapped around Wu Wan's body, causing Wu Wan's speed to surge!

Pray for the stars!

The star wings behind Wu Huan shone brightly, and his figure actually moved dozens of feet out of thin air, drawing a silver-white zigzag in the air, and bypassed the shadow of the old man's claws in an instant.

There is a mine at home. The Star Sword slashed diagonally at the old man. The old man almost subconsciously dodged to the left.

As soon as the old man retreated, his Taoist heart suddenly tightened.

Wu Wan's slash was just a feint, and his body fell even more, heading straight towards the pool of blood hidden in the ruins!

"Guard the altar!"

The old man turned around and shouted, immediately chasing down.

Three more black shadows rushed out from the ruins below, but their strength was a bit weaker than the old man who rushed out just now. At this moment, they were unable to stop Wu Wan.

Behind Wu Juan, Ling Xiaolan's face was calm, and her figure fell rapidly. The jade flute was placed between her lips, and a mark of a lotus flower slowly appeared on her forehead, adding to Wu Juan's momentum.

I saw star wings flashing wildly, sword shadows flying, and Wu Wan's body looking like a violent wind, finding the right opportunity to drop a large number of crystal balls.

The next moment, Wu Wang flew to the left, and spots of light suddenly appeared on the ruins.

The light spot fainted, and there was a roar between the sky and the earth. The light beams blasted away the ruins and blasted towards the blood pool altar.

Fight, succeed.

Both sides of the high-altitude fight were stunned, and their eyes focused on Wu Wan.

Except for Xu Mu, no one knew where this master came from. His aura was clearly in the Nascent Soul realm, but the strange wings on his back and the dazzling mineral sword in his hands rushed forward very fast, casting strange spells in an understatement.

The ball...

At this time, a master from the Ten Fierce Palaces rushed over to kill Wu Wan, but was resisted by the Renhuang Pavilion immortals with all their strength.

Wu Huan sneered at the corner of his mouth, without even looking at the place where the explosion occurred, he rushed into the air without looking back, and put away the too-shining ore sword.

Although he exposed some of his trump cards, he stopped the opponent's offensive, which can be regarded as doing something for the old man's human domain.

Betrothal gift, plus one.

"Fairy Ling, step back. I'll hold back that old guy from the Heavenly Immortal Realm."

Wu Wan said hello from a distance, and just as he was about to soar into the sky, he suddenly felt cold all over his body.

He raised his eyebrows slightly and looked down.

There, the aftermath of the explosion of the Star Thunder Technique has not stopped, and the black-robed old man in the Heavenly Immortal Realm is staring at Wu Wan with his head raised from a few hundred feet away, his eyes seeming to choose someone to devour.

The cloak fell, revealing the old man's lifeless face.

"You bastard! You ruined my Ten Temples event!"

"Thank you for the compliment."

Wu Wan took a deep breath. To face an immortal without revealing his transformation, even if it only delays him for a little time, the pressure is actually quite high.

Ling Xiaolan's figure fell again, and she naturally wanted to fight the enemy with Wu Wan.

Something is wrong...

Wu Wan stared at the old man in the fairyland that day, felt the complex changes in the other person's aura, and faintly noticed something unusual.

It seems that the remaining souls that gathered have not completely dispersed...

A mass of black energy suddenly gushes out from around the old man from the Ten Fierce Palace, and thin black scales begin to appear from his lower jaw, and these scales wrap around his face in the blink of an eye.

Swallowed the blood of ferocious beasts?

No, this old man's aura is not growing, but is declining rapidly!

This is!

The light wings behind Wu Wan shook and he dived again!

There was a slight smile on the corner of the old man's mouth, his eyes were a little hazy, his figure slowly fell, and he murmured ancient spells in his mouth.

Sacrifice!

The blood pool was destroyed, and the masters of the Ten Evil Palaces in this fairyland actually chose to sacrifice themselves instead of the blood pool to summon the incarnation of the evil god!

Aren’t these Ten Fierce Palaces also based on the human race? They hate their fellow humans so much, and they dedicate everything to the Fierce God!

In the midst of the lightning and flint, Wu Huan's figure was already approaching.

A big hand made of black energy suddenly grabbed hold of him from his side. Without stopping at all, Wu Wan even vaguely imagined the various possibilities that would appear in the next few moments in his heart, and threw two crystal balls from his sleeves.

He pressed down with his big hand and firmly grasped Wu Wan. There was actually a chain hidden inside, wrapping Wu Wan around him like a rice dumpling.

At this moment, the crystal ball that Wu Huan had thrown out exploded, and the two ice swords fell close to Wu Huan's figure, directly defeating the black air hand and barely cutting off the chain!

The figure of the old man from the Heavenly Immortal Realm who sacrificed himself was already a little weak, and he stared at Wu Wan with indifferent eyes.

Wu Huan didn't even have time to break free from the chains, and his body looked like a cannonball being dropped, and he faced the old man's eyes.

The old man's eyes trembled slightly;

But there is only determination in Wu Wang’s eyes!
To be continued...