"The saint's Holy Gate Haoran's righteous spirit must not only suppress the Oolong spirit, but also defend against the counterattack of the Oolong Village, and the destruction of the sword immortals in the northwest. It is really amazing to maintain the current level."

The man watching the battle looked at the chaos and couldn't help but sigh that the reputation of the saint disciples was so great that they were in the Qilu place. I'm afraid that the second person could not be found. When I saw him today, I did have some tricks.

At the edge of the tree sea, there were more and more people watching the fun in groups. As the battle situation became more intense, everyone subconsciously prepared to take action. The oolong spirit was suppressed by the saint's Holy Gate's righteous spirit. Almost everyone thought that this oolong spirit would definitely die.

Zhou Yi was hidden behind others and looked at all this quietly. It could be seen that the saints were opening up the world route and their achievements were outstanding, which was no worse than when they were taking the world route when they were tested. Although the Holy Gate Haoran's righteousness map was powerful, if they really wanted to kill this miserable, they were afraid that they would not be able to do so.

If this Oolong spirit dies, the mission of the Oolong Village will be disrupted. Besides, this Oolong spirit is not good, Zhou Yi remembers that there are hundreds of bosses. It is normal that he cannot beat the Holy Sect Haoran's righteous spirit, but if he is beaten in the formation and his soul is scattered, it will be a joke.

"Although Li Jingwu is arrogant, he is a character who bullies the weak and fears the strong. He is not a good person who becomes famous by killing the weak. Since he dares to attack the saints, he must be somewhat confident."

Zhou Yi frowned and looked at the fairy light running around in the bizarre formation. Especially Li Jingwu's light green sword light attracted his attention. Li Jingwu was blown up by him. Now he can only take a backup flying sword, and his strength is no longer enough. He can only rely on the magic weapon that summoned the light sword to barely resist the Sanzhao Qi armor that was walking the king's way.

He was in the land of Qilu in his previous life, and naturally knew the power here. As for the mirage in the northwest, Zhou Yi did not know much. He only knew this god of killing in the blue hair, moody, average strength, but extremely arrogant, and his fame was also a bad reputation for killing the weak. He really made a strong man and disappeared.

Zhou Yi was just a little bit like this. At that time, he was famous in his martial arts line. He wanted to attack the strong men on the front line. He was a small character who was naturally not attracted by the blue-haired killing god. However, after he just came out of Hangu Pass after he was reborn, his Qi Refiner was not strong in the early stage. When he really encountered it, he had to retreat.

However, after an encounter, he exploded the Feixue Sword that Li Jingwu relied on to start his career. When he looked at this little character, he naturally would not pay attention, just like the Green Fire God Sword. The nickname is quite powerful, but he has never heard of it.

Li Jingwu is a member of Mirage. Since he brought so many people here, it is possible that there will be a senior executive in Mirage. I heard that the saints had some hatred with Kunlun when they were born in the camp, and Kunlun was also in the northwest. Maybe there were enemies coming to seek revenge, and if necessary, they would need to help him.

Thinking of this, Zhou Yi looked far away. He no longer cared about the situation of the battle, but Li Jingwu's confidence. Whoever supports him would dare to make trouble from the northwest to Shandong.

The starlight of the Holy Gate Haoran righteousness map flashed, and lights connected all the Holy Gate disciples in the entire array map. The saint's Haoran Long Scroll kept chasing the Wulong Spirit, and his body was dancing a hundred feet long, and the dragon's claws broke through the sky, sprinkling black flames and dark clouds. With its intelligence as a hundred-level boss, it is not difficult to see that the guy who held Haoran Long Scroll to chase it was borrowed from others through the array map.

As long as you destroy the source of these great energy, it is not difficult to kill him. But the saints don’t know the idea of ​​the oolong spirit. When the formation map is running, the huge righteous spirits disperse one after another. Seven feet tall, the armor of the great energy jumped out of the green sea of ​​trees, danced all kinds of magic weapons, broke through the magic of the oolong spirit, stepped into the air, and besieged the oolong spirit.

The oolong spirit roared and rushed left and right. No matter where he fled, he was about to use the magic technique, but he was surrounded by a group of huge armors of great energy. The waving magic weapon was wandering, and he knew that it contained great power at a glance.

On one of the three pointed forks, the dragon and tiger carving patterns intersected. With the attack of the Haoqi soldiers, the phantom of the Azure Dragon and White Tiger rushed out fiercely. In the phantom of the dragon claws and tiger palms, the cold light of the sharp blade flashed, and even the Oolong spirit had to retreat.

"The mountain traveler has come again."

Zhou Yi looked at it silently, and when he saw the strong men under the saints come to help, Zhou Yi calmly settled down.

There were many dragon scales that were knocked down by the Oolong spirit, and they obviously suffered a considerable loss. Seeing that there was no way, they roared anger and turned into a hundred-foot black light and fled to the sky.

"The boss is going to run away!"

The crowd of onlookers also felt a little nervous when they saw the saints chasing closely. Dozens of Holy Sect disciples scattered behind them, spreading long scrolls, and the lights were connected. A magnificent energy array was pressed down, and a hundred-foot black light rushed towards them. In one fell swoop, they broke through the blockade of the array and traveled around the nine heavens.

"Human junior! If you don't destroy your city today, how can you vent my anger from Burning the Sky!"

The oolong spirit let out a clear dragon roar, the dragon claws under the body were opened, and the black sea of ​​fire was laid under the thunderous sea of ​​fire, and it was thrown straight towards Dingping City.

"You dare!"

The saint's door, which was shocked, did not care about physical damage, swung the long scroll and rushed over, trying to fight with the oolong spirit. Unexpectedly, the oolong spirit let out a dragon roar and flew back towards Sishui.

"Not good! A large-scale magic! If you die, you will be punished with death!"

The players who were originally watching near the sea of ​​trees saw the surging sea of ​​black fire pounced down, and the thunder masterpiece was immediately fleeing like frightened birds and beasts.

Zhou Yi looked up and stared at the overwhelming black sea of ​​fire. The distance was getting closer and closer, and a burning raging fire reflected in his eyes. However, he did not move. His eyes turned and he saw a purple lightning falling from the sky.

The purple light fell from the sky and flew down the road, increasing speed. The precious light was so prosperous that it turned into a purple light sword light that was striking. The sound of breaking through the air was faintly like a flying dragon roar. In a moment, it had fallen over the green sea of ​​trees. An invisible barrier dispersed, and the surging black fire all disappeared invisibly.

The black light thunders were pulled and all gathered into the purple lightning that was squawk long. Only a sword roar was heard, and the powerful magic of the Wulong Spirit was easily resolved.

After looking back at the watch, the Wulong Jing was shocked when he saw the purple light. He quickly activated the black light to protect his body and wanted to escape with all his strength. The Haoqi soldiers and armor rushed towards him were still blocked, and they were knocked away as soon as they met.

The people in the melee stopped for a moment and looked at the oolong spirit in surprise. They saw a purple light breaking through the air. In an instant, they had flashed behind the oolong spirit, with great power inside, and purple light passed through the body. The roar of despair and fear roared, and the sound became quieter. A large piece of blood containing gold particles sprinkled down, and a huge oolong corpse fell down.

"The boss is dead..."

I don’t know who shouted, “The battle was fought, and most of the people watching the battle seemed to be awakened, and they all rushed towards the owlong corpse. For a moment, the cranes and the auspicious clouds of sword energy flew away. Various means and various lights rose up, and all came to compete for the owlong spirit’s corpse.

"The leader of the village is dead! Take back the body!"

The martial arts vein that was originally fighting was like crazy, rushing towards the Wulong corpse in groups. The left-wingers of Wulong Village also used magic weapons and flying swords to directly kill the players who were catching the treasure.

"It's Ziying Sword, but I actually let the killing star of Emei give him a sword?"

Zhou Yi was shocked. From the appearance of the powerful purple light just now, Zhou Yi could see clearly from the appearance of it to the easy killing of the oolong spirit. He knew who had moved the hand. Nowadays, players would never be able to touch the Ziying Sword, so there is no need to say more about whom.

A big boss with a long-term mission was actually encountered by an Emei disciple who went out to do good deeds and was killed with one sword?

After killing the Oolong Spirit, the purple lightning flew into the sky, and there were vague sounds of carvings. It seemed that it had gone far away. At first, Zhou Yi was a little unbelievable. A long-term mission was completely cut off due to the intrusion of the super powerful flying sword Zi Ying.

But after thinking about it, he quickly realized that the treasure demon-subduing pestle had fallen into his hands, and the existence of the oolong spirit was no longer of practical value. Emei Killing Star went out to do good deeds in Lu, and it was nothing wrong to kill him when he happened to meet him.

The saints called on so many disciples of the Holy Sect to surround and kill him, but there was no effect for a long time. In the end, they were taken away by Ziying Sword with one sword.

"Who dares to move lightly!"

The powerful body of the kingly way came out. The Haoqi soldier in front of him held a huge snatch, blocking two sword lights, but they came to grab treasures from all directions, and he had a chaotic battle for a while.

As soon as the Wulong spirit died, the Holy Gate Haoran's righteous energy map suddenly disappeared. The saint thought to himself that something was wrong, and a feeling of fatigue quickly spread throughout his body. His whole body stuttered and fell from the clouds.

The power of the Holy Gate Haoran righteousness map is so powerful that it is not so easy to trigger? The disciples of the Saint have been preparing for this mission for a long time, but they still cannot calculate the variables. At the moment, the Holy Gate Haoran righteousness map has been disbanded, and the melee is even more serious. As soon as he fell from the clouds, a green sword light slashed.

"As long as you kill the disciples of the saint, the upper class will definitely look at me with admiration. The name of this Green Fire God Sword is not afraid of Li Jingwu's blue-haired killing god!"

The fighting spirit ignited in Yue Zhufeng's eyes. At the beginning of the melee in the formation, he kept retreating, walking the kingly way, mountain travelers, and large-scale saints' strong men had to engage in it carefully. At the moment, the saint fell from the clouds, and he knew that the opportunity to change his destiny had come.

If he dies of a saint's disciple, he will definitely become famous in the circle and gain a strong position.

"What are you? How dare you attack Lord Wangzhi!"

A dragon and tiger three-point fork stabbed, and the powerful aura directly shook the green sword light back. The expressionless Haoqi armor blocked Yue Zhufeng's way. The young man dressed in a hermit clothes walked up on the auspicious clouds, his eyes full of contempt.

"Escort Lord Zhi back to the city, no need to worry about Wulong's body!"

After a loud voice transmission from the king's way, the disciples of the Holy Sect turned around, and the Haoqi Armored Horse walked past, and all rode on the armored horses and retreated. Without the Haoran righteousness map of the Holy Sect, the organizational rules were still strong. The disciples of the Holy Sect scattered from all directions were scattered in groups, moving closer to the saint disciples in the center.

During the melee, Zhou Yi was already standing in a canopy, not far from the saint. This guy fell from the sky, his legs curled when he landed on the ground, and he had already looked like he was sitting cross-legged. In the situation where everyone was fighting nearby, he had closed his eyes and concentrated his mind to rest.

Now the battle for the corpse of the Oolong Spirit has started a great melee. The saints and other subordinates have retreated to the next best, but they want to protect him back, and they can't leave without waiting for the end of their concentration to calm down.
Chapter completed!