Zhou Shu looked down a few times, but couldn't see a trace.

At this moment, Yun Li walked over quickly, "You go back to Yangzhou first."

"Senior Brother Xu is out."

"I know," Yun Li looked sad, "Now we are walking around the formation, we can bring him up if we can see, and if we can't..."

Zhou Shu was helpless, but he could only nod his head.

Bang, bang!

There were loud noises from the mountain peaks in the distance, and the houses on the top of the mountain seemed to have been hit by an earthquake.

"Not leaving yet!"

Several people heard a roar at the same time, apparently from Shen Wen in the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion.

Yunli said hurriedly, "Go!"

Several people got on the Yangzhou, the golden light flashed, and flew out of the array.

Just after flying out for a few miles, the sky suddenly lit up, and the dark clouds scattered all over the sky at an extremely fast speed, and the big formation that had persisted for not long was finally broken.

The cultivators in the cloud that surrounded the big formation cheered.

Ding Yuan nodded slightly and waved his hand, "Go! Break through the Dutch school, don't let go of any of them!"

After hearing the sound, thousands of cultivators swarmed into the Lotus Sect in all directions under the leadership of the two Golden Core Realms. On the periphery, nearly a thousand cultivators held the position, and an elder Jin Dan was patrolling everywhere to prevent the disciples of the Heyin Sect from escaping.

The war has begun.

In the air, Shen Wen's face was pale, his hair was disheveled, and Yin Leizhu was in his hand. He confronted a Yunjian Jindan elder, Du Ze.

"Du Ze, you really dare to do it!"

Du Ze held a bronze drum in one hand and a golden hammer in the other. His expression was proud, "Is there anything I dare not, after waiting for decades, we finally have this opportunity. We will never miss it. I tell you, Shen Wen, From today there will be no more Holland Pie!"

"Don't think about it!"

Shen Wen's eyes were as sharp as electricity, "I, the Thousand Year Foundation of the Heyin Sect, can you move it? You can occupy it for a few days at most. When the five hunting elders come back, you have to return everything!"

Du Ze looked up to the sky and laughed, "Hahaha, do you still expect them to come back? I tell you. Your elder Jin has died in Qingyuan Valley now, and Yuan Jianyi, he will not last long!"

"what!"

Shen Wen's eyes were about to split, "You also moved your hands and feet in the hunting of the Five Sects?"

"You are going to die soon. Ask so much what to do, eat me and beat the mountain drum!" Du Ze struck the bronze drum hard, and several solid sound waves flew out, making Shen Wen back again and again.

"Unsurprisingly, forcibly maintaining a one-pole formation, now you have no spiritual power at all. Today is your death date!"

Du Ze looked at Shen Wen with an even more arrogant expression. The drum and tremor hammer in his hands became more violent.

Shen Wen gritted his teeth. Usually this Du Ze, he can defeat him in a quarter of an hour, but now the loss of spiritual power is too great, and he is powerless.

In the middle section of Tianzhu Peak, two cultivators are fighting fiercely.

"Haha, you are defeated, and you are going to lose again today!" Shao Nongyue shook the folding fan, sending out white streamers, pointing with arrogance.

On the other side, Ge Li didn't have any expression on his face. He did not speak, but handed out the long sword one by one.

Shao Nongyue was a little dumbfounded, "Huh? You have reached the point where the sword intent is transformed?"

Ge Li was still expressionless, but the sword in his hand was much faster.

Fighting scenes are everywhere. There are also many places where the disciples of the Heyin school were chased so much that they fell directly on the ground begging for mercy and let them be mermaid.

As for the Chuiyun Peak that was not destroyed by the King Kong puppets, many disciples of the Heyin School relied on the small formation on the peak to entangle with the Yunjian Cultivators. Still have contacts.

Under Gu Guangfeng, Ding Yuan manipulated the King Kong puppet to search and destroy wantonly, and he was contented with pride.

"This is power."

Seeing the disciples of the Holland School fleeing everywhere, he smiled disdainfully, "When I have enough resources, I can make a King Kong puppet that can rival the Nascent Soul Realm cultivator, even the mechanism flying dragon. Try to do it, who is my opponent at that time? Hahahaha!"

"Organ Flying Dragon, an organ puppet rumored to be able to fly?"

"Yes, but it's more than that! It's more than a puppet. The flying dragon in the record is dozens of miles long and roams freely in the air. It's like a mobile fortress. No flying magic weapon can compare with it."

"That must be very expensive."

"I don't know, but I think that the most powerful mechanism flying dragon needs all the resources of dozens of Heyin faction at least," Ding Yuan suddenly changed his expression, "Who, who is talking to me?"

An old man suddenly appeared in front of him with a satisfied smile between his eyes, "It's me, Ding Yuan."

"How did you come here and why do you know my name?"

Ding Yuan's eyes went straight, and he quickly backed away several tens of feet. He didn't even notice someone so close to him. How could this be possible?

"You are too proud of your form, otherwise, with your spiritual knowledge, you should be aware of it."

The old man is the Zhang Yuan of Tianliu Zong, he smiled slightly, "You have a good idea, follow us in the future, when you get to my sect, you will have all the resources."

"What nonsense!"

Ding Yuan's expression stunned, and several divine senses issued, "King Kong puppet, come on!"

"It's not good to be disobedient."

Zhang Yuan shook his head and swiped his right hand lightly. The air immediately became stagnant, forming an extremely wide transparent wall in front of the two of them like an ice-like wall continuously extending outward , Until the range of nearly one hundred feet is completely enclosed.

Ding Yuan's figure was shocked, "Original God Wall? You are a cultivator of Yuanying Realm..."

The Primordial God Wall, a method that can only be practiced by the cultivators of the Primordial Infant Realm, forms the barrier of the Primordial God. Although it cannot restrain attacks such as magic weapons and tactics, it can almost completely block the divine consciousness. It just restrains Ding Yuan and prevents him from manipulating puppets. .

Without the manipulation of God's consciousness, the King Kong puppet suddenly walked on the spot, hitting the ground one after another, and the ground continued to collapse and sink.

Zhang Yuan said lightly, "Go and bring the puppet over and follow me."

Ding Yuan was a little dazed. He was just as proud and suppressed in a blink of an eye. How could this happen?

"Not willing?"

Zhang Yuan fussed his beard, "Your technique is not for destroying this kind of small sect. Only by following me, you will have more room for development and the future is limitless."

Ding Yuan's thoughts are tumbling like a tide, and the future is limitless. How is it possible?

Thinking about this kind of thing, after the monk takes him away, he will definitely force him to do things for the sect like a slave. How can this be done? In Yunjian sent arrogant orders, but want to go to other sects to be slaves?

Must find a way to escape.

Ding Yuan saluted, "Senior, you have misunderstood. The younger generation didn't get any inheritance. They just accidentally saw the mechanism puppet's manufacturing method from an ancient book. I didn't expect it to succeed. It is really unexpected. As for the mechanism flying dragon, It's completely the younger generation's own delusion, and the younger generation simply can't do it."

"Hehe, are you a three-year-old boy?"

A flash of light flashed in Zhang Yuan's eyes, "Ding Yuan, I can call your name, so I naturally know what you have done. You can just hand over the things in the Lu King's tomb honestly."

Ding Yuan was shocked, unable to speak for a while.

(To be continued.)