The talisman on the ground emitted a bright green light. When he finished writing all the talismans from all directions, everyone was as if they were sitting on a net of flickering fireworks.

Sima Lingyi took out the centering needle, Huang Jingxuan took it in his hand, pinched the tip of the needle on one side of the thumb and index fingers of both hands, and pulled it to both ends. The centering needle became longer and longer in his hands, and grew closer to one foot. Huang Jingxuan bent his hands, bent the centering needle into a circle and threw it into the air. The circle became larger and larger in the air, and emitted bright white light. After rising into the air, it was suspended. The soft and bright white light sprinkled down, like a cylinder covering everyone.

Huang Jingxuan jumped into the air with the Feng Sword, shook the Feng Sword in his hand in the air, and chopped towards the ground! He cut down with one sword, and a golden rainbow-colored sword light fell from the sky, like a barrier, splitting them into two with the green trees behind him. Zhao Haoyang waited for Huang Jingxuan to chop down with one sword, raised it high, and broke into the ground with one sword. His sword edge fell into the ground, and Han Yiming even felt the ground trembling, which shows how strong his sword was! A moment later, a blue light flew into the air from the ground, blocking the golden rainbow light curtain that Huang Jingxuan slashed out. After a moment, both of them sat down on the ground, closed their eyes and waited.

Han Yiming chanted the Thousand-Jin Slash. Day and night, all the six words in his heart were all the same. Even in his sleep, I was afraid that they would see those six words. Unfortunately, no matter how he pronounced it, it did not improve. Seeing the sky dimming, I couldn't help but feel a little anxious and angry. But it was strange. No matter how he pronounced the six words, it ended in failure. Han Yiming couldn't help but feel sorry for his master's painstaking efforts.

The moon slowly moved over his head, and Han Yiming had already stopped and thought about the thousand-jung slash endlessly, carefully recalling every word Huang Jingxuan said to him that day, in order to find a little clue from it. After a long time, he still found nothing. In the face of depression, the ground trembled slightly.

Han Yiming was shocked, opened his eyes, looked up at the sky first, and the moon had just moved over his head. With just this glance, the sky became turbid, and the stars and Rulangyue in the sky disappeared in an instant. Except for the talisman of Pingbo Taoist around everyone, the two barriers between Huang Jingxuan and Zhao Haoyang behind him emitted light, the charred dead silent place in front of him was even less bright!

Han Yiming held his breath and shook his breath. After a moment of trembling, he trembled gently. After a moment of trembling, Han Yiming couldn't help but secretly: "Here is here!" Just as he was about to make a sound, Huang Jingxuan behind him said: "Here is here! Everyone be careful!" All the senior brothers and disciples under the Taoist Pingbo jumped up, holding swords in their hands, facing the vast dark world. Han Yiming held the Mingyuan sword in his hand and was about to jump up, but suddenly he felt that his body was out of control. Not to mention jumping, he seemed unable to move, and couldn't help but be shocked.

One person jumped past him and landed in front of him. He held the Feng Sword with a flashing golden rainbow luster and was wearing a white dress. He turned his back to Han Yiming and said, "Let's do our own things as we had agreed before!" As he said that, he stretched his left hand to the back and pointed at Han Yiming. Han Yiming felt a great force hit him, and he retreated. After a moment, he had retreated into the green light that Zhao Haoyang's blue water sword was chopped out! Han Yiming was shocked and wanted to rush out, but he couldn't move. His body seemed to be frozen, and he couldn't help but take action. He was anxious, but he couldn't move. He could do nothing and could only do something behind him!

The tremor on the ground became clearer and clearer. Pingbo Taoist's spade wood sword pointed directly at the ground. The green air floated on the spade wood sword. The faint green light among the characters on the ground jumped around like water, reflecting everyone's faces from below. In front of them, except for the charred and dead silence, there was no distinction between heaven and earth. Suddenly, a bright spot appeared from the chaos.

As if he opened a door, Jie Limaha suddenly appeared sideways in front of everyone from the darkness. What he showed first was half of the female appearance, with a high nose and deep eyes, and a wave of light flashed in his eyes that looked like emeralds. The corners of his mouth were smiling and his eyebrows were slightly taller. If it weren't for a moment, the ferocious other half also flashed out, he would be a charming woman.

The man's skin was gray, with a light blue luster, red eyes, and a cicada with his left hand. He appeared in front of everyone out of thin air. He painted beautiful patterns. When his slender right foot landed on the ground, the ground lit up, as if he had stepped on a candle. But his thin left foot landed on the ground, and the ground trembled! Han Yiming clearly saw that the place where his foot landed became darker and even the soil was cracking. His foot landed was extremely light, and wherever his right foot went, there was no dust, and there was a beautiful appearance of lotus growing step by step. However, wherever his left foot went, there were deep thin footprints, which were shocking!

Han Yiming was quite strange. Why did his feet have such a big difference? The last time he saw him, his feet were ferved and fleeing everywhere, but this time it was so strange. But he had never been thin, and Limaha had come to everyone. He raised the acrys scimitar in his hand, waved it gently, and a curved and thick thunder hit him down!

The snow-white thunderbolt accompanied by a loud noise. Although Han Yiming was sitting behind, the thunder still made him raid. The thunderbolt had already hit the top of everyone's heads. Han Yiming felt the ground tremble for a moment, and his body couldn't help but feel numb. The talisman carefully drawn by Taoist Taoist Pingbo shone brightly in a moment, and green air surged, blocking the lightning three feet above everyone's heads!

Jie Limaha looked at the people in front of him. In the blue eyes, autumn water was filled with water, and in the red eyes, a ball of fire burned. Suddenly, he opened his mouth, and a black air came out from his throat and rushed towards everyone. Han Yiming looked in horror that countless men and women's faces flashed in the black air!

Some of these faces were very ferocious, and they all opened their mouths and exclaimed, with high or low voices, either sharp or shrill. When these sounds gathered together, they first had extremely powerful penetration and rushed to everyone with a mighty momentum. Han Yiming felt dizzy in his mind, as if a huge spike had pierced into his mind! He felt dizzy in his mind, and then he felt that all his bloodlines were prickly, but they were tightened tightly by a large net, making him breathless. The net became tighter and tighter, making his head beat with the "rustling" of his bloodline, and it was also very painful!
Chapter completed!