Daqizong

The ancient battlefield of Yanshen, in the wilderness.

Bian Ning and Bai Rong are leading the monks in the alliance to gallop through the vast void.

Since the establishment of the Zhanmeng, the four founders including Yushan have often taken turns hunting, going back and forth in the wilderness to hunt for treasures and accumulate resources, which has become a routine now.

This time, they had just returned from a gathering place of monsters in the east, and because the information they received was accurate, the hunting team led by the two easily killed more than ten quadruple monsters and made a triumphant return.

Everyone in the team looked relaxed and joyful. As usual, they didn't pay much casualties, because their current strength is no longer what it used to be. To deal with this little monster, it will never be the same as in the past. as hard.

"Going back this time, sorting out the precious materials will make us a fortune again. The bones of the Thunder Mark Desolate Beast are exactly what the Spirit Venerable needs, and we will definitely not treat us badly!"

"That's right, besides these few thunder-weave desolate beasts, the Demon God of the Moon Clan is also a good harvest."

"It's better to join the alliance. How could it be so easy to fight alone in the past?"

Although they didn't say it clearly, everyone present understood that with the passing of the Middle Ages, the power disappeared, and the era of scattered cultivators fighting alone is being replaced by all parties, families, and sects, and the whole world is welcoming. Great changes in the near end of the world.

Being protected by power is much more comfortable than being alone.

Among them, Bian Ning and Bai Rong felt the most deeply.

They were originally casual cultivators, a few of them ganged up and wandered, and they were extremely desolate. Although they are not enough to enter the ranks of aristocratic families, they are also the leaders of a party, reckless and powerful.

Not to mention the changes in status and wealth, even the cultivation that has been stuck in the bottleneck for a long time seems to have been loosened by the large amount of food supply.It's like a harbinger of transformation and promotion.

At this moment, the relaxed crowd suddenly discovered that a group of people were speeding fast in the distance.

This is a wilderness haunted by monsters. It is not surprising that there are other demon hunting teams, so after watching with a little distraction, no one cares.

But soon, everyone couldn't care less, because that group of people flew towards them on their own initiative.

"Who are they?" Bian Ning and Bai Rong looked at each other in surprise, their faces turned serious. "Beware of bad people coming!"

The two were also old cultivators before the establishment of the Holy Spirit War Alliance. They naturally understood that monks who did not know each other in the wilderness generally would not approach easily. This was a dangerous signal, and it was quite unfavorable to each other.

But seeing that the person who came did not hide his intention at all, he flew straight to the vicinity, and then began to disperse.Faintly blocked the way for everyone.

"Fellow daoists, who are you?" Bian Ning shouted, his heart tightened when he saw this. "We belong to the Mirage Cliff Holy Spirit Battle League."

The advantage of being powerful is that you can report your identity first when something happens, and you don't have to bear it alone, if the other party is afraid of the Holy Spirit.Naturally, it will give some face, and the misunderstanding can also be eliminated.

But unexpectedly, the visitor heard him declare his family name.Instead, he smiled.

"Are you from the Holy Spirit War League? Exactly, it's you who are looking for."

"What?" Bian Ning's eyes widened with an incredulous expression.

He didn't know these people well, and he couldn't figure out why they attracted such hostility.

"There are more than a hundred people, and three sixth-layer masters lead the team. We are afraid that we will not be opponents!" Bai Rong said solemnly.

On this trip, they only brought out more than fifty people, because this hunting mission is not dangerous, they always have to stay at the main rudder.

This group of people who came to the door was naturally Qian Han of the Demon Hunting Army and his monks. After confirming the identity of Bian Ning and the others, he waved his hand immediately: "Kill!"

"Wait a minute, is there some misunderstanding..." Bian Ning shouted.

But the other party ignored it, and the astonishing killing intent erupted instantly. Hundreds of monks shot straight into the battle like arrows flying from a string. The killing move came roaring.

They killed as soon as they said, and they were decisive and ruthless, and immediately caught everyone in the Holy Spirit War League by surprise.

"What a thief!" Bian Ning's eyes were red, and his chest was full of anger, which ignited his whole body.

The matter has come to this point, any misunderstandings and cessation are useless, only the underlings can see the truth!

Although he still didn't know the origin and identity of this group of people and why they wanted to attack him, he still activated his weapon of transforming gods. The white tiger suit of the holy spirit arsenal covered his whole body, turning him into a ferocious demon god who was half human and half beast.

Roar!

The roar of the white tiger, the peerless thunder sound!

Visible sound waves turned into water patterns, washing away all directions, and several enemies who were close to the body were instantly shaken out.

Bian Ning lifted the long halberd in his hand, adjusted the tip of the halberd, and stabbed forward violently.

Blood splattered, and an enemy who was too late to hide was pierced by his halberd, killing his vitality instantly.

But immediately, more enemies rushed up bravely and surrounded him with flesh and blood.

Bian Ning galloped left and right, fighting guerrilla, but found that this group of monks was extremely capable, and seemed to be proficient in the method of combined attack.

Not long after, there was an extremely sinister feeling like a bug falling into a spider's web, which was an instinctive feeling when crisis came after years of experience.

Qian Han flew up, pinched the formula with his hands, and pointed at the sky: "The sky is falling apart!"

Boom!

In the vast void, countless void vitality surged fiercely, like the collapse of the sky and the earth, and the weight of billions trembled and tore apart with the huge power of the law of the sky and the earth.

The power of the peerless law enveloped Bian Ning.

Bian Ning only felt that he was like a flat boat falling into the turbulent waves, which would be destroyed at any moment, but he had no power to resist.

"The white tiger is coming, and the holy spirit is possessed!"

Bian Ning's complexion changed drastically, and he finally used one of the most powerful special effects of the God Transformation Armament on his body, the possession of the Holy Spirit.

I saw a huge white tiger dharma rising from the ground, condensing into shape in the air, and the tens of thousands of feet tall dharma form brought the tiger out of the mountain with great power, and rushed towards Qianhan.

But seeing Qian Han raised his palm, the sky-reaching green light turned into a boundless giant palm.

This giant palm condensed the sun, the moon and the stars, covering the sky, the earth and the sky. The wind and thunder alternated, and the vitality was condensed. It suddenly slapped on the white tiger's forehead.

Amidst the terrifying explosion, Baihu let out a cry of pain and was hit back.

Bian Ning was already attacking with all his strength at this moment. He urged all the power of the white tiger suit on his body, and used all means to break through, but his own cultivation was only at the fourth level of the Dao realm. Strength, but compared to the veteran sixth-layer peak master like Qianhan, it is still far behind.

Without any suspense, he was completely suppressed by Qian Han.

"Fellow Daoist Bian!" Bai Rong exclaimed, transformed himself into the sacred body of the Vermilion Bird, and rushed over quickly, blocking Qian Han's attack.

But seeing Bai Rong immediately backed away quickly, Qian Han pushed him away with his tyrannical magic power.

Qianhan's strength is far superior to the two of them, even if they hit him casually, they are not able to bear it.

"Weak people who rely on foreign objects to forcibly improve their strength, no matter how powerful the magic weapon is, they are still weak. You two, and those next to you, go together." Qian Han stood proudly in the void, holding his hands in front of his chest, coldly sneered.

"Let's go together! This man is their leader, as long as we can kill him, we won't suffer even if we die!" Bian Ning said with sharp eyes and hatred.

"Come on, kill him!" The others were filled with grief and indignation.

Seeing the situation in front of them, they knew that they were probably in danger, but they were also unwilling to die in vain. Inspired by Qian Han's words, they joined hands and attacked him together.

"Overestimating one's abilities!" Qianhan laughed loudly, and waved his hand violently, the vast torrent of vitality was like a river of heaven, surging and roaring with endless power.

boom!Boom boom boom!

Astonishing mana filled the world, and under the cover of the legal domain, it was urged to every inch of space. Every member of the Zhanmeng cultivators felt as if they were hit by a heavy hammer at the same time. Yuan exploded and flew out heavily.

In an instant, he manipulated the torrent of vitality to attack countless times, and every ray of mana was like an invisible sword, which was driven to every corner of the legal domain along the air mechanism.

After a while, the torrent stopped, several monks couldn't support, and fell down without a word.

On the other side, more than a hundred monks also launched a strong attack on the Zhanmeng monks led by Bian Ning and Bai Rong. From time to time, some people were killed, injured and fell, causing heavy losses.

Qian Han sneered: "You are finished!"

While speaking, another tyrannical mana was condensed, and the terrifying power flowed with a destructive aura.

boom!

The entire barren star fragments seemed to be torn apart by a terrifying force, and together with the heavens, earth and stars, everything moved and poured down.

……

Half a month later, Mirage Cliff, the head of the Holy Spirit War League, was at the helm.

"What happened to Fellow Daoist Bian and Fellow Daoist Bai, why haven't they come back yet?"

Yu Shan paced in the lobby with his hands behind his back, with a hint of worry on his face.

A few days ago, Yu Shan received the news that Bian Ning, Bai Rong and others were about to return triumphantly. According to the itinerary, they should have arrived by now.

Because the wilderness is full of dangers, he also specifically ordered to report every three days, and if there is danger, he must send a message for help at any cost, but after the last communication, half a month has passed, and there has been no more news.

This really makes people have to worry about whether something happened.

"Fellow Daoist Yu, it's not good..." Suddenly, Chi Long broke in from the door with a look of panic on his face, and hurriedly transmitted a confidential report, "The soul lights of Fellow Daoist Bian and Fellow Daoist Bai suddenly went out. There was already a problem a few days ago, and it was because the true spirit was restrained by a secret method and the vitality was faked, so it failed to appear immediately!"

"What?" Hearing the bad news, Yu Shan suddenly felt as if he had been struck by lightning, and he froze in place.

"Someone wants to deal with us! Hurry up and report to Lingzun!" Yu Shan panicked for a while, but finally came to his senses and said hastily.

"Hahahaha, it's too late!" At this moment, there was a burst of laughter from outside the lobby, and Qianhan walked in from the outside with a few monks from the Demon Hunting Army. (To be continued..)

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