Chapter 1730

"Go!"

The remaining Xun Shu's expression changed slightly. He glanced at Xiao Hua, and the Thunder Lock in his hand flew into the air like Kun Feiyan's Thunder Trapping Bead. Dozens of tiny lightning bolts also shot towards the hole.

With the same crackling sounds, the thick black smoke was hit by the lightning bolts, and the hole appeared again, once again expanding to the size of a person.

"I … I'll go first?"

Xun Shu's voice was clearly different from the previous two. It seemed to carry a questioning tone, and he looked at Xiao Hua with concern. When Xiao Hua nodded, Xun Shu's figure flew into the air, about to enter the hole. Unfortunately, at this moment, a low voice rang out, "Useless things, two of you have already escaped!"

As the voice spoke, a human figure appeared at the entrance of the hall. This person wore an ordinary Taoist robe and held a small triangular flag in his hand. However, this flag was twice as big as Qing Yu's!

Moreover, the scarlet color was even deeper, as if it had been smeared with a thick layer of blood.

"Go!"

That person waved the small flag in his hand, and a few rays of black and red light shot towards the wall. Those rays of light were like water droplets that were thrown into a pot of oil. With a series of crackling sounds, more black gas gushed out from the wall at an extremely fast speed, firmly blocking the hole that Xun Shu had just created.

"This is bad." He thought to himself, "This is bad." He slapped his forehead, wanting to take out the Cloud Suppressing Seal. However, just as he raised his hand into the air, his heart skipped a beat, and he immediately stopped. He turned his head to look at Xun Shu's Thunder Lock, and saw that it couldn't break through the black smoke. He then looked at Martial Uncle Yin and the person who came later!

"Chang Huan???" Xiao Hua recognized that person's face. His eyes unconsciously narrowed, and the corner of his mouth revealed a trace of a cold smile.

This Senior Martial Brother Chang was actually the Chang Huan that Xiao Hua had met in Hundred Herb Gate when he was still an apprentice disciple of Shang Huaming. Thus, Xiao Hua felt even more certain that he had made the right choice.

"This guy … how could he also have this kind of flag?

And it looks even more powerful than Qing Yu's flag. This guy … isn't he a loose cultivator?

Could it be that he also joined some Heavenly Demon Sect? "Xiao Hua thought to himself. He turned around to look at Xun Shu, who had landed beside him, and nodded slightly.

And Xun Shu was vexed in his heart, but when he saw Xiao Hua's calm gaze, his heart relaxed for no reason. That's right, this junior brother of his still hasn't taken out his most powerful Cloud Suppressing Seal, what is there to be afraid of?

Moreover, the Martial Uncle Yin who came first and the cultivator who came later were obviously not from the same group. If the sandpiper and the clam fought, the fisherman would benefit from it. Xiao Hua and I definitely have a chance!

Therefore, Xun Shu placed the Lightning Lock on top of her head. A misty brilliance sprinkled down from the Lightning Lock, protecting her and Xiao Hua.

When Chang Huan saw that Xun Shu was blocked, he no longer paid attention to him. His gaze swept past Xiao Hua, as if he didn't recognize him at all. He turned his head to look at Martial Uncle Yin.

"Yin Meng, why did you come to Ling Pei Mountain Villa instead of staying in Limo Ridge?"

Then, he looked at the black head of Hü Ming on the table and laughed, "So you are after the foundation of Pei Mountain Villa!

What a coincidence, it's actually the same as my Heavenly Demon Sect's plan! "

"Hahaha ~" Yin Meng raised his head and laughed loudly, "This old man has long heard of the Heavenly Demon Sect's reputation, but I didn't expect to meet it today!

However, your Heavenly Demon Sect really disappoints this old man!

Your disciples' cultivation isn't very high, but your tone isn't small!

You, a junior in the twelfth layer of Qi Refining, actually dares to criticize this old man, a Foundation Establishment cultivator?

Could it be … this old man can't kill you? "

"En, it's no wonder. You seem to be that extremely notorious loose cultivator, Chang Huan."

Yin Meng looked as if he suddenly realized something and sneered, "Before, you were just a minor character in the ninth layer of Qi Refining. Now that you have cultivated to the late stage of the twelfth layer of Qi Refining, you think you are amazing?

You really don't know that there is always someone better than you!

Alas, criticizing this old man in front of this old man, you are simply a jumping clown! "

"Fine, I'll let you see the power of a Foundation Establishment cultivator!"

As soon as Yin Meng's voice fell, he didn't take out any magic tool. He only flicked his right hand, his five fingers like playing a pipa, drawing a few afterimages in the air. In an instant, more than ten sparks of fire, emitting a bewitching light, enveloped Chang Huan from top to bottom.

"Hahaha ~ You are just a Foundation Establishment cultivator, what is there to be proud of?"

Although Chang Huan's mouth spoke arrogantly, he didn't dare to be negligent. He waved the triangular formation flag, and a thick blood black fog gushed out from the roof above his head, blocking the ten sparks of fire.

"Pa pa pa pa", more than ten consecutive sounds rang out. The sound was very dull, and the originally thick blood fog was instantly blown apart. However, even though the blood fog was stretched out very long and was blown away by the explosions, there wasn't a single spark of blood fog!

"Haha ~ A Foundation Establishment cultivator is only so-so!"

Chang Huan's originally somewhat apprehensive mood immediately became excited, and his eyes flashed with a greedy light. His gaze was on the storage pouch at Yin Meng's waist.

"I … Should I go up and help?" In the distance, Xiao Hua saw Chang Huan's gaze and felt annoyed. He couldn't help but think.

As he thought this, he turned his head to look at Xun Shu. At this time, Xun Shu was very calm and narrowed his eyes. Feeling Xiao Hua's gaze, Xun Shu glanced at Xiao Hua and whispered, "These two cultivators aren't anything good. No matter who wins, both of our lives won't be guaranteed!

Let's wait for both of them to be injured, then you and I will attack together! "

"As Senior Sister says!" Xiao Hua nodded.

Looking again, Yin Meng's face also revealed shock. He clapped his hand, and a three inch long rhombus-shaped magic tool like a flying sword floated in his palm. It was precisely the magic tool he used to kill Fan Qingmu just now, the Jaderise Shuttle.

"Hmph, how can you measure the divine abilities of a Foundation Establishment cultivator?"

A trace of a smile appeared on Yin Meng's face. Under the urging of his magic power, the Jaderise Shuttle suddenly expanded, and the green at the tip became even more dazzling!

"In my Heavenly Demon Sect's blood formation, even a Foundation Establishment cultivator will be trampled under my feet!"

Chang Huan arrogantly said. Then he looked at Qing Yu and cursed, "Two Imperial Thunder Sect disciples have already escaped, yet you still want to let the other disciples go?

Quickly, kill all of Yin Meng's disciples! "

"Yes, Disciple understands!"

Qing Yu's expression had already changed a few times as he stood there. He clearly understood the stakes involved. When he heard Chang Huan's instructions, a ferocious expression appeared on his face. He waved the small flag in his hand. Immediately, the blood fog that surged out from the walls split apart and aggressively charged towards the disciples beside Yin Meng.

When Yin Meng's disciples saw this, they didn't dare to be negligent. Several of them clapped their hands, and several fireball talismans, ice talismans, and other talismans shot out in succession. Unexpectedly, these powerful yellow talismans had already entered the blood mist and immediately lost their power. If they weren't corroded by the blood mist and turned into talismans, then they would explode and be covered by the blood mist. They couldn't harm anyone at all.

"Quick, Magical Artifacts!" The disciples immediately came to their senses and cried out in alarm, each of them taking out their Magical Artifacts.

However, they were only Qi Condensation disciples, so how many of them had magic tools?

Even more disciples panicked and took out defensive yellow talismans, such as Vajra Talismans and Iron Cloak Talismans, and hurriedly used them on themselves …

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