God Ring Howl

"Be careful, that person is not far ahead. This person has some supernatural powers. He has actually broken through most of the restrictions. He is about to completely get rid of the control of the power of the magic wind and demon fire." The old man surnamed Che Qi stared at his hand For the first time, a solemn look appeared on his face, but before the middle-aged monk could react, he immediately opened his mouth and opened his mouth to read the mantra at the same time. In his subconscious, he felt as if he was going to slow down If so, it seems that those who break the formation will run away immediately.

The magic windmill's blue aura flourished, and even the car and people became blurred at the same time.

In the blink of an eye, the two of them and the car condensed into a green light, which flashed away in the red light.

The old man actually used some kind of secret technique to hide the two of them first, so that he can take the initiative in both advance and retreat.

Seeing the behavior of the old man, the middle-aged monk nodded secretly. The two of them drove the magic windmill into the sky without even using their spiritual thoughts.

The escape speed of the three of them suddenly increased by more than half.

This magic windmill actually merged with the magic wind monster fire sky formation, and the car moved in the formation like a fish in water.

After flying for several miles, the two of them could finally see the appearance of the person who entered the formation from a distance.

But the result was that they all showed surprise and fear on their faces.

Chuangzhenzhixiu looked too young, he was actually a young man in his 20s.

He didn't use any treasures in his body, only relying on a layer of blue glow on his body to break through the sweeping red rays of light.

This extremely handsome but very manly young man fled slowly.

His expression was relaxed, as if he was strolling in the back garden of his own home.

"Who is this person? Is he a great cultivator at the peak of the emperor level?" The old man surnamed Che Qi and the middle-aged monk were shocked at the same time, thinking in unison, and exchanged glances swiftly and swiftly.

It is really a coincidence to say it.

If it is a high-level cultivator of other monster alliances, because of the pacification of the fairy world and the battle of Liuyunzong, Zhao Xiang's true face has long been widely circulated. Naturally, they can be recognized at a glance, what's more, in the past two or three months, needless to say, the Buddha City is under siege in the demon alliance. As long as Zhao Xiang's true face is some emperor-level cultivation, no one will not know of.

However, this middle-aged monk in the demon alliance happened to be an emperor-level peak old monster just invited by the blood-light demon emperor in the past two days. Although the sect he belongs to is not small, but he has always been in closed-door cultivation and has never been born. Generally, they seldom participate in intrigues between other sects and all walks of life.

This time, if the Bloody Demon Emperor hadn't lured him with huge profits, he would definitely still be the reason why I refused to make a move.

As for the old man with the surname of Che Qi, although it is an extremely important pawn that the Blood Light Demon Emperor placed near the Buddha City, the center of the Buddhist world's rule, but for the past hundred years, his secrets have inevitably been discovered, and he has rarely moved around. Cultivate demon skills secretly somewhere in the Golden Knife Gate, hoping that as soon as the war here is over, they will go to the catastrophe of ascension.

As long as everything goes well, you will be able to ascend to the God Realm in the next hundred years.

As a result, the two naturally felt that Zhao Xiang was unfamiliar, and their faces were filled with surprise.

But even so, the old man named Cheqi and the middle-aged monk were not really afraid of anything.

In their hearts, they always thought that with the supernatural powers of the two of them, joining forces would be enough to deal with a cultivator at the peak of the emperor level, not to mention that the other party might not really be at such a level.

No matter how ignorant and ignorant they are, the old monsters above the middle stage of the emperor level in the vicinity of the Buddha City still know a general idea. Even if you count the reclusive casual cultivators, there will never be more than a hundred people.

Because of the superb concealment power attached to the self-holding magic windmill, and the two thought they had several treasures at the bottom of the box to protect their lives, neither the old man with the surname Che Qi nor the middle-aged monk had the intention to stop running away, so the decision to drive the magic windmill The old man hesitated for a moment, but did not stop the car, instead, he flew directly over the head of the young monk without making a sound.

The whole process was as smooth as clouds and flowing water, and it was almost completely silent.

When this beautiful jade-carved magic wind vehicle quietly carried the two of them to a place thirty feet above Zhao Xiang's head.

The old man and the middle-aged monk couldn't help but hold their breath, and then carefully looked at the young man a few more times.

I saw Zhao Xiang's handsome face and yet his fortitude. He was wearing a blue long gown with wide sleeves, and the sleeves fluttered in the sea breeze.

Except for the demon insect bag around his waist, there is nothing remarkable about his body, and it is really hard to see where it came from.

The old man surnamed Che Qi frowned, turned his head and winked at the middle-aged monk beside him.

The middle-aged monk only hesitated for a moment, then nodded slowly.

Immediately, the two pressed one palm on the waist storage bag at the same time, took a deep breath secretly, and prepared to join hands to deliver a surprise thunder blow to the blue shirt youth below.

But at this moment, Zhao Xiang who was below suddenly raised his head, and the two of them in the air smiled meaningfully, a blue light suddenly appeared behind them, and the blue light flashed, and the person disappeared out of thin air.

Zhao Xiang unexpectedly displayed the secret skill of instant communication that Lan Hu had taught him in Qing Luoxing at this time.

Instantaneous communication can travel through space in the blink of an eye, and it is extremely effective whether it is used to escape or attack the enemy.

"not good,"

The two exclaimed in their hearts at the same time.

They can cultivate to the peak of the late emperor level, so they are naturally not ordinary monks.

Seeing this strange situation, the old man surnamed Che Qi didn't bother to take out any treasures to defend himself.

He hastily stomped on the magic windmill next to him with one foot, pouring all his mana into it at once.

All of a sudden, the magic windmill lost all its ability to hide, but suddenly a cloud of dazzling blue light appeared, enveloping the car and the two of them.

The middle-aged monk hurriedly took out a black and white round mirror from the storage bag, and hurriedly threw it over his head.

Almost at the same time, blue lightning flashed over the magic windmill, and Zhao Xiang appeared strangely.

He sneered, shook his sleeve robe without saying a word, shot out a small golden sword, and instantly turned into golden lights.

So the golden light shot down like raindrops, covering the whole magic windmill.

It is Chixia Excalibur.

"break,"

The middle-aged monk's complexion changed drastically, and he immediately shouted.

He pointed at the round mirror above his head, and impatiently activated the treasure.

The round mirror suddenly turned into tens of feet in size, and a thick black and white beam of light suddenly sprayed out from the huge mirror surface, and turned into tent after filament in a flash, directly entwining the golden lights. will go.

As a result, the two sides collided together outside the blue light, and the sound of "buzzing" radiated in all directions one after another.

As the golden light of Chixia Divine Sword flickered, it chopped off all the black and white threads of light as if they were withering, and then chopped and shattered.

The middle-aged monk was shocked when he saw this scene.

Before he could react, the Chixia Excalibur hit the cyan light group in an instant,