Yi Long was very excited, Zheng Xinghun’s previous promise, and the encouragement of the Great Elder just now, as long as the formation is successfully opened and connected to the east, all rewards will fall from the sky. Yi Long is no worse than others. With these rewards, the throne of the number one master of the next generation of Taiyin Mountain must be his own. In the future, when Master Yu turned into an immortal, he will be the head of Taiyin Mountain, one of the nine heavenly gates!

No, at that time, Taiyin Mountain should have been the number one sect in Zhongzhou, and I was the head of the largest sect in Zhongzhou, hahaha!

The Great Elder Cang Jiupo couldn't sit upright. Seeing the deep portal, he was relieved and smiled with satisfaction: God bless me, Taiyin Mountain.

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Wu Luo has doubled the area of ​​the Dragon Realm, occupying one-fifth of the entire Mingtang Palace. Using the Gangfeng to practice, he achieved twice the result with half the effort and made an extremely rapid progress, which was something Wu Luo had never expected before.

But now there is a bottleneck, and it is extremely difficult to go further.

In this way, Wu Luo really has nothing to do. When he encounters a bottleneck, everyone knows that haste will not be achieved. The more he pursues his cultivation, the more useless he is, and maybe his realm will be even further.

Even if you can’t practice, what else can you do?

When Wu Luo was worried, a blue lightning suddenly shot from his side, and a "swallowing" pierced his arm. Wu Luo shrank and hid aside.

Then I saw lightning shining in the space around me, slowly opening a deep portal!

Wu Luo wondered: What's going on? He was hesitating, but he still couldn't go in. There was already a powerful force coming from the door and dragging him in!

"Swish--"

A colorful light flashed in front of him, and it was incredibly fast. Wu Luo's mind paused for a moment, and then there was another light in front of him.

He paused his feet and touched the hard ground. The light around him slowly dissipated. There was a shocked face in front of him.

"You, who are you? How could you appear in my formation?" Zuo Bumi was still complacent just now because he obviously felt that his space formation had succeeded.

His position in Taiyin Mountain is actually a bit embarrassing. Since his master's generation, he has been providing him with all his strength to study space formations. Except for this, his talents in other aspects are not worth mentioning. However, space formations are the most complex formations and are extremely slow to take effect.

He consumes a lot of resources in Taiyin Mountain every year, and there are too many people who are secretly dissatisfied. Although these people are hindering the strict orders of the head Zheng Xinghun, they dare not really do anything to him, but the rumors behind them are always inevitable.

Now I have finally successfully opened up the spatial channel between Zhongzhou and Dongtu, and made the first contribution to the rise of Taiyin Mountain. Let's see who dares to point fingers to me in the future!

But the excitement did not last long, and he saw a human figure vaguely appear in the portal where the formation opened, and then a man came out.

Even more sadly, as that person emerged, the portal behind him also disappeared!

What's going on? It's clearly a space channel, how did it become a summoning formation? Also, who is this damn bastard?!

Wu Luo's eyes fell on the mark of Taiyin Mountain on the Zuo Bumi Cuff, and he immediately laughed: "It turns out that he is from Taiyin Mountain."

Cang Jiupo in the distance was stunned: What's going on?

After seeing that man, Yi Long was even more frightened and was stunned for a moment. After a while, he immediately shouted: "Great Elder, please order the sword formation to intercept that man, he is Wu Luo!"

The Great Elder still didn't understand: "Didn't you say that Wu Luo is dead? Why is he here?"

After all, Cang Jiupo was too arrogant. He thought that he could take charge, even if Wu Luo came back alive, what would he do? Could he still escape from the elder? Therefore, he planned to ask the matter clearly.

Zuo Bumiya activated the formation, which consumed a lot. He was originally average in strength. He staggered back a few steps, and suddenly turned around and roared at Yi Long in the distance: "Bastard, to be honest, the magic weapon you used to mark the space channel, have you left it in the space channel or Wu Luo!"

Yi Long opened his mouth but didn't say anything. Zuo Bumi had already understood, and he was so angry that he stamped his feet and cursed: "Yi Long, you idiot, you have ruined the big affairs of my Taiyin Mountain!"

The magic weapon that marked the space channel was originally stuffed into Wu Luo's hands by Yi Long, who wanted to use this to trap Wu Luo in the passage together. However, the first contact target of the mark was Wu Luo, but the space channel formation was opened and Wu Luo was found directly.

Wu Luo couldn't figure out the joints at this time, but he was murdered by Yi Long and went to that strange world, but was rescued by Taiyin Mountain by magic. It was really a cycle of retribution.

He laughed loudly, his figure swayed and stood in front of Yi Long. He raised his hand and grabbed Yi Long's neck.

The great elder Cang Jiupo was startled: Why is this kid so fast? He quickly raised his hand, and nine rays of light on the surrounding mountains bloomed like lotus flowers, and a sword light pierced through the sky and fell from the sky.

The elder himself pressed his hands and floated towards Wu Luo.

Yi Long also had several Taiyin Mountain disciples who were his peers. These disciples could be sent to set up formations, and they were obviously Zheng Xinghun's confidants and had great strength.

Seeing Yi Long fall into Wu Luo's hand, these people shouted angrily: "Dare you, thief!" The sudden light of inspiration flashed, and the magic weapon flying sword rushed over.

Wu Luo laughed, full of heroism, and ignored the flying swords and magic weapons. He just looked at Yi Long: "I told you to be happy and look at me, can you save you Taiyin Mountain?"

Wu Luo did not defend at all, and let the flying swords and magic weapons hit him one after another. The body he tempered in the gale wind was extremely powerful. When the flying sword pierced, the skin was bounced, and the flying sword slid to the side. When the magic weapon fell, the skin sank slightly. With a sudden bounce, the magic weapon was knocked away!

Yi Long knew that Wu Luo was powerful, but he didn't expect that Wu Luo was so powerful. He was pinched by Wu Luo's throat. He could not use all his strength. He could only swing his limbs unconsciously like a drowning person and struggled: "Big, Great Elder, save, save me..."

Cang Jiupo is worthy of being the elder of Taiyin Mountain. The top five strong men in the sect are actually one step faster than the sword light of the sword formation. He grabbed Wu Luo's side, his rosy face was covered with frost, and he raised his hand to press Wu Luo's left shoulder: "I, the disciple of Taiyin Mountain, can you be humiliated lightly? Don't you get out of here!"

Cang Jiupo still relied on his identity. He was Zheng Xinghun's uncle, two generations higher than Wu Luo. If he had to deal with such a junior and had to use magic weapons, it would be embarrassing to throw it into his grandma's house.

It would be better if he had pulled Wu Luo's right shoulder, but he would have pulled Wu Luo's left shoulder. As soon as Wu Luo came out, he knew that there would be a fierce battle today, and Yi Long must be killed. The old man who was eyeing him and the powerful sword energy shrouded on the surrounding mountains were not easy to match. Therefore, the methods such as "strengthly pulling the mountain" and "kilin arm" were already ready to stop.

Cang Jiupo pulled his left shoulder, and the two destiny talismans blessed together. The Qilin divine fire burst out with a loud bang. The "power to draw mountains" was extremely powerful. Cang Jiupo not only did not pull Wu Luo, but instead was grabbed by Wu Luo with his wrist. Wu Luo swung it with the flow, and Cang Jiupo only felt a huge force attack. He had practiced for thousands of years and had never encountered such a strong opponent. He was thrown to the ground by Wu Luo with a loud bang. His old face touched the ground, and was in a mess.

Nine sword lights pierced through the sky, each of which was three feet wide, like a light dragon.

"Bold! Offend Master will surely die!" These nine people are all the same generation as Zheng Xinghun. Although their strength is much worse than Zheng Xinghun, the nine of them are focused and dedicated to practicing the "Nine Profound Dragon Sword Formation". Even if Zheng Xinghun comes to this sword formation, they dare not say that they are sure to escape without any hesitation.

Nine sword lights were fierce, and the powerful aura came in waves. The disciples of Taiyin Mountain around him were unable to breathe. They quickly put away their magic weapons and flying swords, and they retreated. They were not qualified to intervene in this level of battle.

Wu Luo suddenly smiled. He grabbed Cang Jiupo's hand but had not yet released it. He suddenly raised it and brought Cang Jiupo to a sword light.

The owner of the sword light was startled and quickly gave the sword light and slashed over Cang Jiupo's side. Cang Jiupo's very proud silver beard and beautiful beard floated all over the sky.

The silver threads were like rain, and the other eight sword lights rushed over, and the sword energy was like a tide. With just a swish, the silver threads in the sky were even shattered.

But Wu Luo lifted Cang Jiupo up again and smashed it down with a sword light.

If this light hits the real point, it would be a serious crime to deceive the master and destroy the ancestor! The Taoist priest on the top of the mountain was so scared that he was shocked. He quickly turned the sword light, but the power was backfiring and he spit out a mouthful of black blood.

Wu Luo waved the human-shaped stick in his hand and blocked it left and right. The "Nine Xuan Huilong Sword Formation" of Taiyin Mountain protecting formation was actually rushed to the extreme.

Cang Jiupo's face was ashen, and his spiritual energy burst out without any consequences. When did he be so embarrassing when his generation was powerful and respectful?

A circle of strong bright white light blasted down his arm towards Wu Luo and grasped his palm. But the power of "strength pulling mountains" was really enough to open the mountain. When he had a fierce collision with the spiritual energy, there was a loud bang. The strong light was like a small sun, completely covering the two of them. No one could see clearly the situation inside the light ball.

The "Nine Xuan Huilong Sword Formation" was forced to pause.

Zuo Bumiliu was trembling all over his body. His life was about to succeed, but he was ruined by the idiot Yi Long. He hated Wu Luo, and even more, Yi Long, and he wanted to die together.

The nine monks on the mountain felt embarrassed. Master was not aware of it for a while and was actually restrained by Wu Luo. What should I do?

When the strong light dissipated, Wu Luo's hand was still firmly clasped on Cang Jiupo's wrist, but the two arms were both bloody and bloody, drops of sticky blood dripped on the stone floor.

Cang Jiupo was ashamed and roared angrily: "What are you doing when you are standing there? Don't take action! Don't worry about being your teacher..."
Chapter completed!