Supreme Medicinal God

? Mo Yun's flying sword also flew quickly. The white sword light was like lightning, which cut off the black impermanent head.

Seeing that Black Impermanence was killed, Bai impermanence also hid far away, afraid of being injured by Feijian.

The last disciple of Taiyimen died tragically under the sword of Fang Cunshan's disciple. Fang Cunshan Square suddenly became quiet.

Bai Changchang carefully said to Luo Tianquan: "Senior Luo, all of us are dead."

Luo Tianquan was also very angry. It was the guys like A Juan who suddenly got out and disrupted their plans.

If there is no help from Sister Ajuan, these people are not the opponents of the Taiyimen disciples. They can still have many men.

But now I have left Bai Wuchang with myself.

Luo Tianquan smiled evilly: "Don't worry, these people are just here to die, as long as my Tianluo soul is in it, it will be fine."

Seeing Luo Tian's chest look like a bamboo, Bai Wuchang wiped the cold sweat on his forehead: "That's good."

"Aren't you going to fight them?"

Bai Wuchang smiled bitterly: "The disciples learned to be humble, and besides, I also went to die, and there was no one to drive my predecessors."

Bai Wuchang made it very clear that if you let me go to death, you will become the commander of the baton, and no one will listen to you.

Luo Tianquan nodded, revealing the grim cold: "Yes, then you stay."

The small black flag in Luo Tianquan's hand flew violently. Suddenly, a black gas was like a dragon, roaring out of the dark clouds, and the frantic energy was like a tornado storm, blowing those fire pillars upside down.

The flames in the two pillars of fire were almost going to be extinguished. Mr. Mo Er and Xiao Mai hurried over. They danced long swords in their hands and formed a defense with their sword qi to block the gusty wind and prevent them from being blown out by the gusty wind.

Among the black dragons that descended from the sky, their teeth and claws were horrified and scary. There were thousands of ghosts in them, and they shouted mournfully.

In the bleak roar, the white brilliance of the white jade crystal on the top of the Tibetan scriptures flickered and dimmed, like a candlelight in the wind, precarious.

The white jade crystal is the center of the wind and thunder defense. Once the white jade crystal energy is damaged, the entire wind and thunder defense array will be destroyed, and the entire mountain of Fangcun will be swallowed by thousands of ghosts.

Mr. Mo Da jumped into the air with a slight leap, and his toes lightly tapped on the outer wall of the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

With words in his mouth, a piece of blue light rose from his hands and poured into the white jade crystal. The white jade crystal at the end of the day re-radiated a dazzling light and rushed straight into the sky.

The light of the surrounding fire pillars suddenly became hot and shining. The fire light rose from those fire pillars, rushed into the sky, intertwined with the flames, and resisted the black giant dragon that washed down.

The black dragon was above the fire net, spreading his teeth and claws, rushing left and right, trying to break through the defensive array of wind and thunder.

The black dragon stretched out a sharp pointed claw, let out a deafening roar, and grabbed it fiercely against the fire net in the sky.

Everyone squeezed the sweat in their palms and looked at the dazzling fire net in the sky, hoping that it could block the black dragon.

But the energy of the ghost in the black dragon exceeded the tolerance of the wind and thunder defense array.

Booming, a loud noise shook the earth, and the white jade spar, which once again shone brightly, burst apart.

The black dragon roared, rushed the flames of the sky into the sky, broke through the defense of the wind and thunder defense array from the south, and swooped down.

Dozens of Fang Cunshan disciples standing on the south side were swallowed by the black dragon in an instant, and disappeared in the blink of an eye. There was no trace and no body left.

Sister A Juan, they looked dumbfounded. This Tianluo Soul Array was too powerful.

Since the wind and thunder defense array collapsed, Mr. Mo Da quickly changed his strategy and shouted at his disciple: "Form a sword array."

His roar was very weak in the mad wind and the roar of the ghost.

However, all the disciples of Fang Cunshan had already prepared themselves and acted immediately.

Hundreds of Fang Cunshan disciples who survived the battle just now, no matter whether they are elite disciples of heaven level, disciples of prefecture level, or disciples of Xuan level, at this time they took out a shining long sword from behind and stepped on seven stars , Forming a huge sword array.

The three elders, Mr. Mo Da, Mr. Mo Er, and Mo Lingshan also joined the sword formation.

All the people of Fang Cunshan, those who can display this sword array, participate in it.

The sword array of hundreds of people, the long swords emit a dazzling sword light, swallowing the mountains and rivers, the momentum is no less than the black dragon that fell from the sky, and the dazzling sword light together, will have approached their black dragon, and the sword will roll back into the dark clouds. .

Granny Butterfly asked Mo Yun in surprise: "What kind of sword array is this? It's powerful."

The flying sword in Mo Yun's hands also turned into a long, shining sword. He stroked the whiskers and said: "This is the Fangcun Mountain's Sky Thunder Sword Array. The more people come from the stronger, the more I will join the Sword Array. Mountain people will never bow their heads and will always fight against evil."

The admiring eyes revealed by Sister A Juan and Lao Qin's head: "Unfortunately, we will not have your Thunder Sword Array, otherwise, we also want to join."

Mo Yun came to the center of the sword array, and together with the disciples of Fang Cunshan, it was like melting into a flowing river of sword. A powerful energy was like the waves of the angry sea, rushing towards Xiaohan, and rushing again The black dragons coming down are fighting together.

In the distance Luo Tianquan showed an evil sneer, he waved the little black flag again.

"To form a sword array, I want to break my Tianluo Soul Array. I'm too small to look at me. Let you try my strength."

Jianzhen's rolling sword light was comparable to that of the black dragon. Suddenly, another shouting roar sounded.

In the billowing cloud, a black dragon with countless ghosts rushed out again. It roared with a terrible look, larger than the head of the black dragon just now, and more powerful.

Mr. Mo Da smiled bitterly. Although the sword array of hundreds of people is powerful, it also consumes everyone's internal strength. Fighting an evil black dragon is already everyone's limit.

Now there is another one, and everyone's spirit is almost collapsed.

A buddha sound came: "Amitabha..."

A loud bell sounded after the sound of the Buddha, and dozens of figures came from the bottom of the peak. They were wearing yellow robes and were monks of Xuankong Temple. The leader was Master Wu Nian.

More than a dozen colors of Buddha light rushed to Xiaohan, fighting with another dragon.

"Master Wu Nu, are you here?"

Mo Yun exclaimed, a grateful gratitude came from his heart.

"Amitabha, we are here. Since ancient times, righteousness and evil have not stood apart. Your business is our business."

In addition, the flying swords of Ajuan sisters also emit a dazzling sword light, and together with the Buddha beads of Master Wu Nian, they are tightly entangled with the second black dragon.

(End of this chapter)