magic door player

Chapter 131
over the sea.

Hundreds of light escapes of different colors flew by.

It was only a few miles away from the two beams of light.

From a distance, everyone saw a shocking sword light slashing down.

Then, a majestic monster aura soared into the sky, fighting with Jian Guang.

"There is a golden core fighting!"

Someone let out a soft cry, and hurriedly stopped the escape.

"It seems that Chongbao must be born, otherwise it would not attract Jindan..."

"The snipe and the clam fight, and the fisherman wins. I'd better wait. It's better to wait for these two golden elixir masters to die together before going over."

"Hehe, why don't you put a bed and have a good daydream first."

As the people spoke, they also stopped to escape and watched from afar.

The sword light and demonic aura instantly turned Haitian's face pale.

The demonic aura attracted dark clouds all over the sky, gathered around a hundred acres, and the thunder was shining, fighting with the sword light inextricably.

Loose cultivators on Baisha Island are used to seeking advantages and avoiding disadvantages, seeing this, they dare not step forward, for fear of being affected by the aftermath of the fighting.

Gu Yunfei and Gu Zhengping concealed their faces and practiced, and they also mixed in the group of cultivators, looking into the distance.

Gu Yunfei secretly said: "That sword light is quite strange, it doesn't look like the method of combining human and sword..."

"But the swordsmanship it uses seems to come from the Heavenly Sword Sect!"

……

At the bottom of the sea, Pang Yue collected the eggshells of the two cold chilies, and the two shocking beams of light also slowly dissipated.

As soon as he flew out of the sea, more than 30 powerful monster lights and magical weapons struck.

But it was the men brought by the Bull Demon King who took the lead.

"One of the two Chichi comes out, and the other end must be on him!"

A demon cultivator shouted.

"A mere Daoji Ninth Level cultivation base, destroy him soon, and then go to sweep away the group of human monks in the distance!"

The group of monsters are used to the style of rushing up and bullying others, and at this moment, they are skillful and coordinated with each other, as if they have practiced it thousands of times.

Pang Yue was expressionless, and stretched out his hand, and the demon refining pot turned around and emerged.

A large piece of gray divine light spewed out from the spout, immediately dispelling the attacking monster light magic weapon invisible.

The next moment, sword energy lingered all over his body, and 99 Taibai Gengjin sword energy emerged one by one, and then the sword light split up, rushing forward like water waves!
The sword light intertwined, and in a blink of an eye, it was a misty picture of a sea of ​​clouds!
The 36 demon cultivators were spread out by the scroll and all fell into the painting.

The clouds and mist rise, and the sword intent is ethereal.

The bright snow-white sword light shuttled through the clouds and mists.

Groups of monster lights are blooming and bursting.

Under the sword light, this group of extremely arrogant demon cultivators were cut into countless pieces like tofu in an instant!

No demon cultivator could last longer than two breaths in this sword light.

After wiping out all the demon cultivators, Pang Yue didn't put away the Nine Scenes of Clouds, but threw out the Demon Refining Pot and Dingxuan Mirror with his hands!

After that, he slowly flew towards Huajian Island.

in the sky.

The sword puppet manifested itself, stretched out his hand to grab it, and took the demon refining pot and the Dingxuan mirror in his palm.

It glanced at the human monks on Baisha Island who were watching the battle from a distance, and then the sword light flowed, seemingly intentionally or unintentionally, shifting the battlefield to a distance, avoiding the attention of the group of cultivators.

The magic pot of the demon refining pot is very easy to attract the hatred of the demon clan, so it is not suitable for people to know it for the time being.

On the Baisha Island group of cultivators, they all looked at each other in dismay after seeing Pang Yue alone sweeping away 36 Daoji demon cultivators in an instant.

Up... or not?
There was obviously a treasure on that person.

Otherwise, there will be no conflict with the Yaozu?

Moreover, it seems that the golden elixir in the sky is catching the big monster, and the one who really gets the treasure is the monk with the ninth level of Dao foundation in front of him!

Among the group of cultivators on Baisha Island, there are many people with good eyesight, who said softly: "It turns out that the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect are here. It seems that this treasure is not destined for us, so we have withdrawn it!"

As he spoke, he called out to acquaintances, and turned back when they were coming and going.

There are also people who are not reconciled and continue to wait to reap the benefits of the fisherman.

Some people even secretly transmitted voices, discussing how to take advantage of the gap between the two golden elixir fights, join hands to overthrow the Taoist monk in front of him, and then snatch the treasure and run away quickly.

It's just that the swordsmanship of the disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect is astonishing, so we need to unite with more monks...

"Uncle Third?"

Gu Zhengping's eyes flickered, and he said via voice transmission.

If anyone among the monks present could easily kill and seize treasures and leave calmly, it must be his third uncle.

No matter how powerful that Heavenly Sword Sect monk in the distance is, he is nothing more than a Daoist.

His third uncle, but Jindan Daxiu!

Just cover up more to avoid being seen as the work of the Gu family afterwards.

Great opportunity, great treasure, within your reach!

Gu Yunfei stood with his hands behind his back, quietly looking at the misty sea of ​​clouds in the distance, without saying a word.

"Third Uncle?!"

Gu Zhengping reminded directly.

Gu Yunfei glanced at him and said calmly, "Wait and see."

Gu Zhengping looked puzzled, but he could only stay beside Gu Yunfei and watch anxiously.

Among the crowd, several monks left secretly, dived into the sea, and disappeared.

More than a dozen other monks flew towards Pang Yue together.

"Fellow Daoist, please stay!"

A group of people stopped in front of Pang Yue, blocking Pang Yue's way.

Pang Yue stopped with a half-smile and looked at the crowd.

The leader clasped his fists and said, "Fellow Daoist, please forgive me for being presumptuous. There is just one thing, and I ask fellow Daoist for clarification!"

"What's the matter?"

Pang Yue asked lightly.

"Just now there was a vision of the earth that day, but some treasure was born, I wonder if friends can let me open my eyes?"

The leader looked strangely at Pang Yue up and down.

More than a dozen popular machines locked on Pang Yue, and the faint killing intent filled the air.

Generally speaking, the lifespan of human monks is not as good as that of demon cultivators, but in terms of supernatural powers and mana, they are far superior to demon cultivators.

Therefore, although everyone was afraid of Pang Yue killing more than 30 demon cultivators in an instant, they thought they paid enough attention to it.

More than a dozen Daoist cultivators teamed up are far more powerful than more than 30 demon cultivators!
Pang Yue stood in the air, surrounded by clouds and smoke, and the white mist curled up, gathering and dispersing indefinitely.

He asked slowly: "I am a disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect, are you sure you must stop me?"

The leader smiled slightly: "We are just curious, and it has nothing to do with which sect you are a disciple of. If you don't want to, we will not force you."

He said that he was not reluctant, but the aura on his body was flickering, and his aura was getting higher and higher, and he was actually a Daoist ninth-level monk.

Pang Yue shook his head and sighed: "If it wasn't for the restriction of the sect's rules, I would have started killing people by now."

"Get out of the way quickly, don't force me to shoot."

The leader raised his eyebrows, and his smile turned cold: "It seems that your Excellency really doesn't understand people's words, then...do it!"

Before he finished speaking, a flying needle like a vellus flew out of his mouth and shot directly at Pang Yue's cheek.

Everyone else also shot.

What's more sinister is that, in the sea area below Pang Yue, a colorful silk suddenly flew out, and quickly entangled Pang Yue.

Pang Yue remained motionless, the clouds around him dispersed, and a vague sword intent emerged.

Feizhen, Cailing, and Lingguang fell into the clouds and were immediately blocked by the sword light!
Whether it's a tiny flying needle like a hair, or a majestic colored silk, they are all skillfully swung away by the bright and bright sword light.

　The first order increases and changes!
　　
　
(End of this chapter)