057 Xuantian array

Thinking of this, he turned into a blood light and appeared on the sword casting platform in an instant, with a pair of strange eyes staring at a group of Tianyuan figures in the chaotic umbrella.

But seeing that he was unconscious, he was more arrogant for a moment and said viciously, "I think the Tianyuan faction, the first faction of immortal cultivation, will come to such an end. God will help me!"

After saying that, he raised his hand, turned into a blood-red knife, split the rain, and cut off a group of disciples of the Tianyuan School. He could almost feel the appearance of the disciples of the Tianyuan School on the spot.

I didn't think that the chaotic umbrella was a fairy weapon left by the deaf uncle when he flew up, and he, who had been imprisoned for 20 years before leaving three mortal monks, could break it.

I only heard "Bang!" With a sound, the blood knife launched by the Magic Star King was like touching a fine iron object, and it was invisible by the chaotic umbrella in an instant.

"Oh!" The magic star looked at it in surprise, and at this time, a golden light suddenly burst out in the direction of the valley in the west, and dragons could be heard in the golden light.

He changed his face slightly and wanted to escape.

I don't think there is only a shout in the sky: "No matter how you escape, someone from the Tianyuan faction will kill you under the sword."

After the golden light, Qingwei, the head of the Tianyuan School, looked like frost in front of the magic star. He saw a wolfy ground and his face was pale for a moment, but he saw that a group of injured disciples were protected by the strange treasure. His heart was much more stable. Although he did not understand what was going on, It was the magic star in front of him, but it was the thing he wanted to solve now, so he raised his voice and said, "I thought you could understand and repent for a few days, but I didn't expect you to be still like this. Don't blame me for killing today."

After saying that, he didn't wait for the magic star to speak at all, so he stepped on the seven-star step, raised his hand, and threw a jade hill carved from topaz.

Although the jade hill was only the size of a slap, it immediately rotated in the air, turned into the size of a head in a blink of an eye, and then flew into the air.

A rustic light suddenly flashed in the sky reflected half of the Tianyuan School.

The magic star king was shocked. This jade mountain is the yellow dragon seal tied with the yellow dragon sword and the purple fairy sword. It has the power of heaven and earth, and can call the mountains of all directions and the land of the four seas.

At this moment, he is empty-handed, and it is difficult to fight with the angry Qingwei real person with less than 30% of his own cultivation alone, but at this time, he has just escaped, and even if he wants to die, he will rush out of the Tianyuan faction.

So he put his hands together and read words in his mouth. In an instant, more than a thousand illusions were born around him, all of whom were doing different movements and fled in different directions.

Qingwei Zhenren didn't care about this, shouted angrily and raised his hand and claw.

The yellow dragon seal was bright, and only heard the sky rumbling. Hundreds of hundreds of feet of hills appeared out of thin air, hitting countless illusions of the magic star king. At the same time, the spiritual light flashed in his eyes. It was the ultimate effect of spiritual inspiration, intended to find the real body of the magic star king.

The life of the Magic Star King's cultivation is the same as his name. The key is that on a magic word, the world's monk's illusion is the best used at this time, so Qingwei real people are also very careful to deal with him.

At this time, the corner of his eyes noticed that one of the illusions had fled to the side of the floating cloud cave. As soon as he waved the yellow dragon sword in his hand, it turned into a golden light and cut into the man.

I didn't expect that Qingwei's real-life cultivation had been so high for 20 years. He found himself in a short time and sneered, "If you kill me, the disciples of the Tianyuan School will be killed by your Yushan skill."

So with their hands together, thousands of illusions rushed to a group of injured disciples on the sword casting platform, and thousands of hills behind them also hit the sword casting platform with them.

The Qingwei real person's appearance remained unchanged, and a sword hit the magic star king. At the same time, thousands of hills in the sky also disappeared invisible in an instant.

The magic star did not expect that Qingwei's real person was also an illusion. In a hurry, his hands were imprinted, and his cultivation broke out to the extreme. He turned into a blood-red mask and was about to collide with the yellow dragon sword.

Qingwei looked at the real person and said with a sneer, "I don't know what's good or how to make your blood splash three feet today."

After saying that, the supreme cultivation was poured into the yellow dragon sword, and the golden light was shining on the sword body, and the sound of the dragon roared all over the wild.

"Rong"

The protective blood of the magic star splashed around like foam and was cut invisible by the Yellow Dragon Sword. However, there is no shadow of the magic star king under the light of the sword.

The corners of Qingwei's eyes trembled slightly, looked sideways to the west, and whispered, "What's the use of escaping from the dying insect?"

He raised his hand and wanted to sacrifice the yellow dragon seal again, but at this time, he only heard the vicious voice of the magic star king on the mountain in the west: "Old hair, do you dare to wait for me for ten days?"

Qingwei laughed and said, "Do you think such a radical method is useful?"

The next moment, he had fallen on the mountain in the west, but when he saw the magic star, he realized his chest and his face was sallow. He must have been seriously injured by that blow.

Qingwei Zhenren walked forward step by step and said, "Say, where is Langbatian hidden by you? If I say it, I may still let you live."

A strange color flashed in the pupil of the magic star king and said, "It turns out that you have always known that Lang Batian is not dead."

Qingwei Zhenren sneered and said, "If you don't know, you would have died on this sword casting platform as early as 20 years ago."

"Hahaha..." The magic star laughed and said, "Even if you are a monk in the world, who will know that Qingwei, the head of the Tianyuan School, looks like this? When you watched Langbatian die, you hid aside and didn't even move the yellow dragon sword."

"You!" Qingwei real person was furious and wanted to cut it off with a wave of the sword, but the sword could no longer fall in mid-air. Because in the rainy night, he saw a pair of eyes, with doubt, questioning and anger.

"The bright moon!" Qingwei's real voice trembled.

Mingyue came out of the woods on one side, and the rain had soaked his clothes. He stared at the Qingwei real person and asked verbatio, "What he said is true."

Qingwei said, "Mingyue, listen to my explanation..."

Everything was clear, and Mingyue reached out to stop Qingwei's real person and explained, "You don't have to say any more."

Qingwei real person glared at the magic star, and his face turned red. He didn't expect that Mingyue would be here at all. Mingyue's father's matter could be said to be wrong to him, but there was a reason for the incident. He looked at Mingyue's cold face and knew that it was useless to explain at this time. His body suddenly exploded, pointing to the sea of Mingyue's body. A soft faint fell under the finger of a clear real person.

"You are so solitate, and I can't keep you today."

The Magic Star looked at him and shrugged his shoulders, but there was no panic: "I expected you would do this, but I still have two valuable chips." With that, he pointed behind himself.

Qingwei's real person looked at it and was shocked. Qinglin and Yang Zifan lay motionless on the ground with their eyes closed, with something darker than darkness crawling beside them, with eyes like leaves, wings like bats, and beaks like swords, facing the two people.

That's the night demon, born of resentment, specializing in eating the soul and red pupil night body. It often occurs in extremely shady places.

The magic star clapped his hands and said, "What, can you still do it? If I die today, they don't want to live. How about it? Think about it.

Qingwei real person hesitated for a moment and held the bright moon carefully in his arms. The magic star star was extremely careful to pay attention to Qingwei real person's every move and quietly put his hand behind him. He was very clear about the fierce means of Qingwei real person. Although he was afraid of him at this time, it was difficult to guarantee that he would suddenly take action, so he said, "Don't think about it. Suddenly, if I accidentally get out of control, something will happen.

At this moment, he felt that the human spirit was relaxed, and the hand quietly placed behind him suddenly quickly hit a formula.

With a long roar, the scarlet eyes rushed to the Qingwei real person with suffocating charm. In the world of the soul, it is the master of everything.

Under its influence, even a super master such as Qingwei Zhenren was in a trance, but just for a moment, the yellow dragon sword in his hand spontaneously sensed that it exerted the power of the supreme magic soldier and cut the night demon into a pile of flesh and blood.

However, the Magic Star King has already disappeared into the night with Qinglin and Yang Zifan in this chaotic moment.

Qingwei's real face was like frost. She looked at a pile of flesh and blood in front of her and said coldly, "You can escape from me tonight, but you can't escape from the Tianyuan faction." After saying that, the yellow dragon seal was sacrificed, and the seven-49 French seal was continuously struck in his hand, turning into countless light spots and flew to the four directions of Biyunfeng, Yuzhufeng, Baizhufeng, Chenfeng and Cuiyunping.

Tianyuan sent a thunderbolt, and the four thousand-foot peaks also shook slightly. A light mask suddenly lit up on the main hall of Tianyuan, like a huge bowl, covering the whole Tianyuan faction under it.

The Xuantian array that protected the wings of the Tianyuan faction for thousands of years finally appeared. For a moment, the Tianyuan faction was like day.