Chapter 101 The Two Powers Fight

[Chapter 2 is delivered. The heroine finally appeared. It took a hundred chapters to see the heroine... I'm so sad.

Xiao Heng didn't know where Nangong had no way to escape. However, Xiao Heng was on a dense tree, with thick branches and leaves and hidden air beads. I saw ten Xianyuan monks flying by in the distance.

The breath of these ten monks has become a line, and the speed of escape is extremely fast. It turned out to be a virtual shadow that seemed to be real behind him.

And just after these ten monks flew by less than ten breaths, a large group of dazzling lights appeared in the direction of the ten monks of the Xianyuan Sect just now.

"Ah, it's them." As soon as Xiao Heng saw the large group of escape lights, he immediately turned pale. He whispered to himself.

The huge team of more than 80 people chasing the ten-person team of Xianyuan Sect turned out to be the group of nuns in the Falling Flower Valley that Xiao Heng met outside the Lingtian ruins.

And the gorgeous nun flying in the front is naturally the elder Gu Xue who led the team in Luohua Valley this time.

Looking at the large group of escapes that swept away in the direction of the disappearance of the ten monks of Xianyuan Sect, Xiao Heng's eyes flashed with a little doubt.

Generally, the major forces here will divide the team into 20 to 10 people and disperse to search for the panacea. This kind of harvest will be much greater.

And a group of nuns in Luohua Valley rushed in regardless of the team. In this way, safety is much safer. However, it is almost impossible to find that the harvest of this treasure exploration is greater than the effort.

Eighty people, gather together. The route searched is a one-person route. In this way, it is impossible to find many good things. Unless...

Thinking of this, Xiao Heng's eyes lit up.

"Unless they have a hidden map of ancient spiritual treasures or the detailed location of other important treasures in their hands. In this way, it makes all the way." Xiao Heng's eyes flashed, and he muttered softly in his mouth.

But then, Xiao Heng sighed in a low voice and said, "Oh, there are more than 80 strong people. There is also a Yuanjing monk leading the team. What's more, I let them suffer a small loss. I guess they will kill me as soon as they see me.

Xiao Heng jumped off the tree and wanted to show his body and fly away.

At this moment, Xiao Heng seemed to suddenly think of something. He suddenly turned his head and looked at the direction in which the ten monks of the Xianyuan Sect and more than 80 nuns of Luohua Valley disappeared.

The light in his eyes flashed, and Xiao Heng squinted and muttered, "The ten monks just now have fled to the place where I had made the poisonous soil. In this case..."

When Xiao Heng's words came here, he suddenly stopped, and the corners of his mouth slowly pulled a trace of arc.

Then Xiao Heng's figure, gently shook, turned into a looming shadow and silently swept away in the direction of the ten monks of the Xianyuan Sect.

...

"Boom..."

Next to a hill, accompanied by a deafening explosion. While the rocks were flying, the five monks in purple robes also spitting blood and flew backwards. Then the body that flew backwards was held by a soft energy behind. Then, behind the five people flying upside down, there were five monks who were also wearing purple robes. However, the breath of these five monks is obviously much longer than that of the five monks who have been seriously injured. One of the old men who has a slightly fat body, and his breath is like tea. At a sudden look, it's not very eye-catching. If you look carefully, you will find that a trace of green light flashes in this old man's eyes from time to time. There is also a breath like a lurking tiger all over the body.

Who else can these ten purple-robed monks who are not the ten fleeing monks of Xianyuan Sect?

Just when the old man, who was slightly fat, frowned and wanted to retreat again.

A cold woman's voice suddenly sounded in front of the ten immortal monks. Hand over the decree of the house, or you will be killed on the spot.

A beautiful embe dressed in a red and green tight palace costume stood in vain in front of the ten strong men of Xianyuan Sect. The nine-handled spiritual sword, which exudes a chill and murderous spirit, is constantly hovering overhead. Waves of wind surrounded him, and it seemed to form a defensive barrier like a wind wall around him.

On the left and right sides of this nun and the old man in purple robes, there are also 70 or 80 nuns standing in the void. However, at this time, these nuns are holding magic swords one by one. He stared solemnly at the ten purple-robed monks not far away. There is no tenderness of flowers.

Hearing the words of the nun, the old man in purple robe first snorted coldly, and then said slowly, "It's hard to design the decree of the house from you. How can you go back so simply? Isn't the name of my lonely mountain become the laughingstock of the mony world? Humph, if you want the heavenly order, let's wait until you fix it to the heavenly mirror first. It must be said that this old man in Yuanjing was with several strong men in Xuanjing around him, and immediately retreated back.

At the same time, the elder of Xianyuan Sect, who claimed to be Gu Shanzi, immediately sacrificed a simple bronze mirror.

"Heart-camera." As soon as she saw this bronze mirror, Gu Xue frowned and said to herself solemnly. Unexpectedly, he didn't stop him. Looking at the ten people, they flashed out more than 40 feet.

"Hmm, don't think that if you have the nine swords of Luochen, you can restrain me completely. This time, I also borrowed my brother's mind-camera. If you want to take my life today, I'm afraid it will cost a lot." Looking at Gu Xue's face slightly stunned, Gu Shanzi snorted coldly again.

His eyes glanced faintly at the quaint bronze mirror floating in front of Gu Shanzi, and a cold light flashed in Gu Xuemei's eyes. Then, the jade hand, which was as smooth as mutton fat, waved gently towards the lonely mountain. The nine spiritual swords hovering overhead immediately turned into nine cyan sword lights, like breaking through the sky, with a long cyan light tail, and strikingly hanged towards the lonely mountain.

Gu Shanzi's eyes tightened. He didn't expect Gu Xue to fight. He didn't expect it at all.

A magic seal was made in his hand in an instant. On the separator in front of Gu Shanzi, countless washing rays immediately burst out. Then, these light silks were extremely fast in front of the lonely mountain, intertwined into a rune flowing light and shadow silk. He completely blocked Gu Shanzi's body behind him.

And just when the nine falling dust swords of Gu Xueyu's envoy were about to be hanged on the satin. Gu Xue suddenly snorted softly. The right hand under the long-sleeved robe didn't know when he quietly made a strange one-handed print.

The next moment, the nine falling dust swords suddenly disappeared. Then, he suddenly appeared behind the lonely mountain with a big change of color.

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