mortal mortal cultivator

Inside Kunwu Mountain, in front of Wanxiu's Gate.

The big-headed monster and the great elder of the Ye family, two great monks in the late Yuanying period, were lined up above a rock and suspended motionless.

And not far away, the rest of the Ye family monks were standing in a temporary magic circle according to their positions, using the power of the magic circle to drive all kinds of treasures, desperately attacking the faintly visible Wanxiu Gate on the stone steps ahead.

At this time, the archway is emitting ten thousand rays of light by itself, taking all the attacks, as if it is a strange treasure in itself.

"Third boy! How long do you think it will take to break through the door of Wanxiu?" The strange man looked at the archway surrounded by various auras in front of him, and turned his head to ask the white-robed Confucian scholar, with a slightly anxious expression on his face.

"Another day and night will be enough. This archway is much more troublesome than I imagined. No wonder the Wanxiu Gate has such a great reputation in the past." Confucian scholar replied calmly.

"We have been delayed in front of this archway for too long. If you and I can also go down to help them, the time for breaking the ban can be reduced by at least half." The big-headed man muttered silently, but his figure moved He didn't move, and there was no real intention to do it.

"This mountain is not very flat, I still have to be on guard. I would rather delay the battle for a day or two, and the two of us must keep our mana at all times. Seventh Uncle, please be patient! We have only entered this mountain for a few days, and there is still time." There is a lot of room. Haste makes waste!" The Confucian scholar said calmly.

"That's true. No matter how fast the Nascent Soul cultivators of other sects move, they will find the crack of the seal after arriving here. It will take a while to enter this mountain." On the door of repair.

Suddenly, the big-headed monster's eyes moved, and he raised his hand suddenly, a yellow sword light burst out of the air, turning into a boundless sword energy like a mountain of swords in the air, shooting out towards a certain place.

In that void of nothingness, a piece of purple mist suddenly emerged, and there was a strange roar of fury, and golden sound waves shot out from the purple mist immediately, shattering the sword energy like a mountain of swords .

At the same time, the monster also showed its true face from the purple mist.

It was a four-winged demon bird with the head of a lion and the body of a harpy.The bird's four wings spread out, it was five or six zhang in size, surrounded by purple light, it looked extremely ferocious.

"Lions and beasts!"

The white-robed Confucian scholar recognized the beast at a glance, shook his sleeves without hesitation, shot out a black-red throwing knife, and slashed at the monster bird fiercely.

It's strange to say that the originally aggressive monster bird suddenly became terrified when it saw the flying knife, opened its bloody mouth, and sprayed out circles of purple halo, just facing the flying knife.

After a rumbling sound of crackling, in the purple light of the black awn, the flying knife broke through more than ten halos like a bamboo.But every time it was cut, the black glow of the flying knife weakened a bit, and finally when it was several feet away from the monster bird, it became dim and was blocked by several purple rings.

At this moment, the big-headed monster followed suit, and with a wave of one hand, several throwing knives shot out, disappearing abruptly in the air.

The next moment, a flying knife suddenly appeared above the head of the lion, bird and beast, and slashed down.

The lion, bird, and beast roared in surprise and anger, and suddenly turned into a thunderbolt, appearing more than ten feet away in an instant.

It gave the two of them a final look of resentment, turned around and disappeared in place.

"Did you see it clearly?" The white-robed Confucian scholar saw the lion and beast leaving, but he didn't show any relief on his face. Instead, he called back the black-red flying knife and asked in a deep voice.

The big-headed monster also nodded with an ugly face and said: "I see, there is a wound on the animal's abdomen, which is obviously cut out by some kind of magic weapon like flying knife and flying sword. Hmph! It's not a casual thing to be able to cut through the flesh of this lion, animal, and beast. Any magic weapon can do it."

The white-robed Confucian scholar's face was gloomy, his eyes swept around solemnly, and he said in a deep voice:
"Friends, why not show up and see!"

The clear and clear voice swept across the surroundings like the waves of the blue sea, causing the air to tremble slightly, making humming sounds.

However, the surroundings are quiet, without a trace of movement.

The white-robed Confucian scholar and the big-headed weirdo immediately looked at each other, a yellow sword light flew out from the hand of one, and a cyan glow rushed out after the other swung his sleeve.

The blue and yellow aura instantly covered all the surrounding space within a hundred feet, but there was not a single person.

The two looked at each other, and couldn't help being a little dazed.

Is that person really not here?

While contemplating, the big-headed monster suddenly thought of something, and quickly turned to look at the members of the Ye family who were trying to break through.

Almost at the same time, a middle-aged man in a yellow shirt appeared in front of Wanxiu's Gate, holding a four-color feather fan in his hand, and swung forward violently!
In an instant, accompanied by the dazzling four-color halo, a four-color firebird several feet in size flapped its wings and flew towards the gate of Wanxiu.

Dafts of rays of light came towards us, but before they touched the Firebird's body, it was wiped out by the four-color halo covering its whole body.

In the blink of an eye, the four-color firebird pounced on the door of Wanxiu.

The dazzling four-color halo suddenly diffused silently, and the extremely terrifying spiritual pressure erupted, and the entire Gate of Ten Thousand Cultivators began to tremble violently. dizzy.

The big-headed monster and the white-robed Confucian scholar just wanted to rush over, but they were blocked by the spreading halo. They could only shout anxiously, telling many Ye family monks to retreat quickly.

This dazzling four-color halo lasted for more than a dozen breaths, and then disappeared instantly, leaving only a red pit and the shattered Wanxiu Gate in place.

Looking at the empty Wanxiu Gate in front of them, the faces of many Ye family monks were extremely ugly.

They attacked here for a long time, and finally weakened the door control to the level just now, and the result was actually a wedding dress for someone else.

How can this not make many Ye family monks feel extremely angry?
"Great Elder..." The square-faced monk looked expectantly at the white-robed Confucian scholar.

The Confucian scholar's face was gloomy, and he waved his hand suddenly and said, "Chase!"

Everyone immediately turned into streaks of light and shot out, heading straight for the gate of Wanxiu.

At this time, Han Li, who was invisible, also put away the puppet of the late Nascent Soul, and asked Yinyue in his heart: "How is it? Can you think of any restrictions ahead?"

"Hmm! If I remember correctly, there should be some stone puppets blocking the way ahead. But it doesn't matter, I know a hidden route that can bypass these puppets."

"Okay, show me the way." Han Li said without hesitation, and flew forward.

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