The red light of the sun parasol flowed, splitting the red clouds from the falling sunset, and suddenly rotated. The red light surged, pointing to the side of the golden bulb, and suddenly knocking back the golden bulb.

Sima Yuanji floated in the air, holding a sunny parasol, and red lights circled around him from his arms, rolling into the sunny parasol. A thick layer of dazzling red clouds were surrounded by three feet thick, surrounding him tightly, and he couldn't see the scene outside clearly. The glow of the red clouds flowed, bright and bright, like the colorful morning glow of the east.

The golden turtle was elusive and flew out of the flowing clouds quietly. After being repelled by Sima Yuanji, it was sank into the flowing clouds again, waiting for the opportunity to fly out quietly again.

The surroundings were as hot as a furnace, full of dull and hot air. Sima Yuanji couldn't help but have a layer of fine beads of sweat. He thought that the two of them set up this formation to avoid contact with him and slowly consume their skills. Then, when he was weak, he would fight out in one fell swoop. At that time, he would get twice the result with half the effort and the loss was extremely small. Even Sima Yuanji had to admit that this was an excellent method.

But no matter how powerful the formation is, it has important array eyes. Sima Yuan and the master of formation and deployment. Although he seemed to be concentrating on dealing with Jin Zhu and Luo Xia Hongyun who rushed over from time to time, he was actually looking for the array eyes of this formation. As long as the array eyes were broken, the formation would be broken.

Li Yang Zhenren and Qiu Fengwen also realized this. Sima Yuan and Wuchen in Maoshan may not be the highest martial arts skills, but the formation and drawing talismans are the most powerful. On the one hand, they try hard to cover the eyes of the formation, and on the other hand, they step up their attacks to prevent Sima Yuan and he will not have the opportunity to breathe.

"Dang!" With a harsh sound, the golden bulb suddenly rushed out of the setting sun and red clouds. The five-meter-long golden bulb separated from it and came towards Sima Yuan and bite.

Sima Yuan and he knew that they wanted to consume their true power and then attacked fiercely, so they did not dare to consume too much at this moment. They bent down and rushed down. When the golden prick was about to reach, the red light of the Kuiyang parasol shot angrily, pointing to the weak point on the left side of the golden prick, and immediately hit the golden prick sideways and flew out diagonally, crashing into the red clouds of fallen clouds.

Qiu Fengwen's voice was everywhere, and he said coldly: "Senior Brother Sima, I miss you as a first-class man. I also know your temperament and dare not ask you not to be enemies with us. As long as you promise not to worry about the matter tonight, you can leave safely now. Otherwise, when the "Luxia Formation" is completed, you will never be able to leave again."

Sima Yuanji smiled indifferently: "Since Senior Sister Qiu knows Sima's temperament, she knows that Sima is definitely unwilling to abandon her friends and escapes alone."

Qiu Fengwen sneered: "Since that's the case, don't blame my subordinates for being ruthless." The glow flowed, and suddenly there was a dense and rapid lightning, like a silver snake dancing in the clouds, rumbling, and the red clouds emit dazzling golden edges.

"Surp!" A lightning broke out from the cloud, flew out, slashing Sima Yuanji.

Sima Yuanji suddenly roared, and his true power was spinning rapidly. The red light of the sun parasol was thriving. Sima Yuanji slashed from top to bottom. A bright red arc of light flew out, and a light knife that changed into three feet long in the air broke through the silver-white lightning. Its momentum had not faded, and it rushed into the rolling and tumbling red clouds. The lightning suddenly danced, and it roared and a very large deep pit was concave.

Sima Yuanhe took the opportunity to slash out three arcs of light in succession, reducing the weaker redness layer by layer. Just as the fourth channel was split, the golden bulge rushed over, gathered together and swung rapidly, twisting out fierce waves of air in the sky, slashing horizontally at Sima Yuanhe's waist.

Sima Yuan had expected that Li Yang would take the opportunity to attack, grab three talismans from his arms, spread out in the air, and the sirens spiraled rapidly, and the three talismans then quickly turned backwards, and they hit the side of the golden bulb like a gyro. The two magic weapons rush against each other, and the hot air surrounding them exploded one after another.

Sima Yuanji shouted softly, and the sun parasol was red and bright, pushing the golden prick five feet behind, and three talismans stuck on the golden prick, exploded with a bang, and suddenly exploded three small black and shallow pits. Sima Yuanji kicked the golden prick hard, kicking the golden prick seven or eight times, and rolled into the red clouds of the fallen clouds.

He stopped and even stopped. The sun parasol drew a crystal clear red aperture in the air. His whole body shook, and the red circle suddenly rushed out.

The red circle expanded and widened, and closely opposed the falling clouds on all sides. Lightning crackled in the red clouds, slashing on the red circle one after another. Qiu Fengwen exclaimed, and the falling clouds around him were like porcelain, spreading across like cracks and spider webs.

Li Yang shouted, "Maoshan spells are just small tricks of carving insects." The golden pricks rushed over again, rushing against each other, and swollen into a size of seven feet, like a giant blade slashing downwards towards Sima Yuan and vertically.

The red clouds swelled again, and countless lightnings danced in the sky, slashing towards Sima Yuanji from all directions at the same time.

Sima Yuanji turned around in the air and made a trick. The red light was shining brightly, and the red light was blooming. A series of dazzling lights overflowed from the bottom of the umbrella. Sima Yuanji shouted loudly and raised the sunny parasol high. The glow was dazzling and dazzling, soaring into the sky, and finally opened again.

"Boom" shocked continuously, and countless silver snakes rushed towards Sima Yuanji, and the golden bulge was buzzing and whirling, and they also slashed down.

There was only a proud roar, the red light of the sun parasol was inspiring, and the crystal clear red balls were flying everywhere. Countless lightning bolts exploded and cracked. The golden bulbs buzzed and rushed into the fallen clouds, breaking a big gap.

The parasol of Kuiyang had already opened, and the bright and bright light hanged like a waterfall. Sima Yuan and Anran were in the umbrella, and the red light shone brightly. He grabbed the handle of the parasol of Kuiyang and danced rapidly around him. Red lights burst out, bursting out thousands of holes that thorned the fallen clouds around him. Finally, with Sima Yuan and a long roar, the fallen clouds exploded in all directions, turning into clusters of red air and flying, and the fallen clouds were broken.

Sima Yuanji slowly floated to the ground, and saw Qiu Fengwen lying on the ground, with blood on the corner of his mouth, looking at him coldly, holding a small red firefly fan in his hand, which was the magic weapon for the arrangement of the formation.

Looking sideways, Li Yang stood aside with his chest covering his chest, holding a golden flask, which had three large holes pierced, and could not be used in a short period of time.

Sima Yuanji sighed: "Why is this?" As soon as he took a step, a feeling of uneasiness suddenly surged in his heart. Kui Yang Parasol seemed to feel it, and it flashed brightly and extinguishedly.

Sima Yuanji looked along the way, and when he saw him, Li Taimin fought with a thin old man. The old man seemed to be sloppy and slow, and his moves were extremely slow, just like an old man who was about to die. But Li Taimin could not avoid it. The old man slapped and shot down with a very slow move. Li Taimin took a few steps back, and the palm still hit his chest. He immediately groaned and fell back several steps.

Sima Yuanji browed, it seemed that he was the old man Leng Mang of Changqing Sect. He had a hundred years of cultivation and must not be underestimated because of his sloppy appearance. He ignored Li Yang and Qiu Fengwen. Kui Yang Parasol shone brightly and rushed towards him quickly.

Old Man Leng Mang glanced at Sima Yuanji with dim eyes and said softly: "Oh, it turns out that it is Sima's little baby from Maoshan. Can you bully me? "As I said, the wooden stick void is a little bit towards him.

Old Man Leng Mang is over 100 years old and has a very high seniority. He called him Sima little baby, but others didn't think anything was wrong after hearing this.

Sima Yuanji felt an invisible wave of air rushing towards him, thick and solid, as if it was slow and fast, and he did not dare to be careless. The red light of the sun parasol shot angrily and swept across the invisible wave of air.

The red light suddenly disappeared without even making any movement. The invisible wave of air paused slightly and rushed towards Sima Yuanji again.

Sima Yuan and his heart were shocked. If they had known that the old man Leng Mang was powerful, they would not have known that he was so powerful. His martial arts accomplishments had reached the state of simplifying the complex and from simple to nothing.

Sima Yuan and silently recited the magic formula, and a wide red light ball hovered from the palm of their palms. The red light ball gradually disappeared in the air, as if it was eaten. With the annihilation of the last red light, the invisible wave of air disappeared.

Old Man Leng Mang glanced at Sima Yuanji and said lightly: "Sima Xiaoba's kung fu is pretty good, this is the seventh move." The first sentence was to himself, but the second sentence was to Li Taimin. He pressed his right index finger in a low voice, slowly and trembling.

Li Taimin felt a rapid flow of air rushing towards him, his direction was unpredictable, and he really couldn't hide. He kicked out four feet one after another with a few squeaks. The sound of waves and the howling sea breeze was, and the old man Leng Mang was just dispelling this move.
Chapter completed!