At this moment, the yellow giant bear rushed over.
The Xuanbing Flag in Wang Changsheng's hand shook violently, the light on the flag rose sharply, the "chichi" sounded loudly, and countless white ice needles flew out.
The yellow giant bear spurted a yellow sound wave, and the white ice needle was shattered by the blow.
Taking this opportunity, Wang Changsheng flew to a high place.
At this time, some Foundation Establishment cultivators also flew into the air to avoid the attacks of the monsters on the ground.
Wang Changsheng's eyes flashed fiercely, the Xuanbing Flag in his hand swayed fiercely, and a white light flew out from the tip of the flag, turning into a white cloud hundreds of meters in size.
The white clouds rolled over and a large swath of rain poured down.
Soon, the ground in a radius of several hundred meters was wet.
The middle-aged man took out two golden flying swords with sparkling light and slashed at Wang Changsheng.
The Xuanbing Flag in Wang Changsheng's hand shook violently to the ground, and a large white cold air swept out, hitting the ground.
At this time, two golden flying swords also came to him, and he hurriedly offered a blue flying sword.
With a muffled sound of "keng", the blue flying knife blocked a golden flying sword, and the other golden flying sword hit the white mask on Wang Changsheng's body, and the white mask shook slightly.
As soon as the white cold air touched the ground, the ground quickly froze, and the ice layer spread rapidly. The yellow giant bear couldn't escape, and his feet were frozen.
The ice layer quickly spread towards its upper body along its feet.
It opened its mouth and spewed out a yellow sound wave, preventing the spread of the ice layer, and the ice layer on its feet quickly shattered.
At this moment, it seemed to sense something, and when he looked up, a huge golden brick the size of a house fell from the sky.
It hurriedly opened its mouth and exhaled a yellow sound wave, which temporarily resisted the falling golden giant brick, but at this time, the feet of the yellow giant bear were frozen again.
Wang Changsheng's tactic was pinched, and the golden giant bricks radiated brightly and quickly smashed towards the ground.
There was a loud noise, and the ground shook violently.
Seeing that the spirit beast he had cultivated for many years was killed by Wang Changsheng, the middle-aged man was shocked and angry, and before he could react, the dense white ice needles flew out.
The middle-aged man hurriedly offered up a palm-sized golden porcelain bowl with some exquisite patterns engraved on its surface.
He threw the golden porcelain bowl forward and let it hover above his head.
With a flash of golden light, the golden porcelain bowl turned quickly, and a large piece of golden light was sprayed out, which turned into a golden light mask, covering his whole body.
The dense white ice needles hit the golden mask, and there was a muffled crackling sound.
This is not the end, a large black cloud appeared above his head without warning, and dense ice cones fell out of it, rushing to hit the golden mask.
The golden mask shook unceasingly, and the light dimmed a lot.
"Whoosh whoosh" three arrows whistled, and three arrows glowing with blue light lashed out, hitting the golden mask one after another.
With two muffled noises, the golden mask blocked the first two cyan arrows, and the light was looming. The third cyan arrow hit the golden mask, and the golden mask shattered.
With a scream, a blue arrow pierced the middle-aged man's head.
His eyes darkened and he fell to the ground with a look of disbelief on his face.
He never imagined that Wang Changsheng could control so many instruments at the same time. He originally had a mid-grade defensive instrument in his hand, but it was destroyed in the battle some time ago, and he had this low-grade defensive instrument on his body.
As soon as the middle-aged man died, the body of the three-legged fire crow swelled rapidly, burst open, and turned into flesh and blood, and his magic weapon was scattered on the ground.
Wang Changsheng's expression changed, and the crow puppet spread its wings, pounced on the middle-aged man, grabbed his corpse with both claws, and flew towards Wang Changsheng.
At this moment, dozens of watermelon-sized red fireballs flew towards Wang Changsheng.
A female cultivator of Yulingmen held a red flag, and looked at Wang Changsheng with murderous eyes.
Wang Changsheng frowned slightly, the Xuanbing Flag in his hand shook violently, and countless white ice needles flew out.
The red fireball was shattered by the white ice needle and turned into a large piece of red flame.
Wang Changsheng slowly landed, and at this time, the crow puppet also flew back to him.
There were fewer monks in the Wei country than in the Song country, so the female cultivator of Yulingmen could not spare her hands to deal with Wang Changsheng.
Wang Changsheng found a cyan storage bag from the corpse, and manipulated the puppet beast to pick up the instruments scattered on the ground.
At this time, Wang Yaozong was fighting with a beautiful woman in blue skirt. Wang Yaozong built the foundation on the fifth floor, and the woman in the blue skirt was on the sixth floor.
Wang Yaozong controlled a second-order low-grade puppet beast, which vaguely had the upper hand.
There were also casualties among the Wei monks, but the number of casualties was less than that of the Song monks.
Zhao Yuhui was on the fourth floor of the foundation building, and her opponent was a tall, bearded man with a fourth floor, and the two fought evenly.
The three disciples of the Tianxing faction used the formation technique to release several second-order monsters and hundreds of first-order monsters, killing three monks of the Song country.
This formation brought a lot of trouble to the cultivator of the Song country. Several second-order monsters besieged a cultivator at the foundation-building stage, and the foundation-building cultivator could not resist it for long.
With a scream, the protective shield on a cultivator of Song country shattered, and his body was torn in half by the black dragon.
"Hurry up and break the formation, otherwise we will all be in danger."
Chen Tianming shouted loudly, his face was pale, he was entangled by the young man in red shirt and couldn't get away.
As soon as the words fell, a disciple of Zixiao Sect sacrificed a red-light talisman and flew over the three black flags in a flash.
With a muffled sound, the red talisman burst open, turning into a red-red fire cloud hundreds of meters in size.
With a loud "bang rumbling", piece after piece of meteorites wrapped in red flames flew out of the red fire cloud and fell towards the ground.
The three Tianxing Sect disciples each took out a talisman with yellow runes all over its surface, and the yellow talisman flew towards the nearby ground.
Three muffled noises sounded one after another, and the three yellow talismans burst open one after another, turning into a thick yellow mist, covering the three Tianxing disciples.
The meteorite wrapped in flames was submerged in the thick yellow fog as if the mud entered the sea.
"Second-order formation talisman!" Someone shouted.
A young man in a red robe wearing Medicine King Valley costume took out a gleaming talisman and slapped it on his body. The cyan light flashed, and a sea urchin-shaped cyan mask appeared close to him.
He sat down cross-legged and took out a red glowing talisman with a short ruler pattern painted on the surface.
The two Medicine King Valley disciples automatically flew to the young man in red robe to protect the young man in red robe.
"The talisman! Don't let him activate the talisman, stop him."
The red-shirted youth in Bailingmen seemed to have thought of something and commanded loudly.
As soon as the words fell, the cultivators of the Wei country gathered the young red-robed youth, and the cultivators of the Song country moved closer to the red-robed young man to protect him.
If the red-robed youth can activate the talisman, the battle will be over.