"Daoist Hongjun is not here, how can you little men be my opponent?"

In an instant, the magic whip beat the two Fu Li Sect immortals who had not used their defensive magic weapons and were blindly attacking Zhao Lingjun and flew backwards.

Faced with so many powerful enemies, Zhao Lingjun also felt refreshed like he had never been before. Amidst laughter, Zhao Lingjun sacrificed the Qinglian precious flag in his hand again.

Originally, after being attacked by Zhao Lingjun's body, the masters of Fuli Sect had stabilized their positions, and Manjushri Guangfa Taoist and others also cast magic weapons and began to fight back. But what kind of magic weapon is Zhao Lingjun's Qinglian Baose Flag? As soon as the Qinglian Baose Flag was sacrificed, a blue light flashed away. A crystal clear relics appeared in the middle was just a twist, and a group of immortals from Fuli Sect had already fallen down.

"Ah~~" Amid the screams, Shen Gongbao and several other experts from the Fuli Sect who were the first to be killed, were immediately beaten into powder by the green light.

"happy!"

Seeing that Zhao Lingjun was so excited, Zhuque, Qiongxiao and others could not bear it. They immediately joined the battle group.

The five-colored divine light, the golden dragon scissors, and the sky measuring ruler all came to the sound.

I saw five-colored divine lights surging, green, red, black and white. The magic weapons of the Fuli Sect were all brushed off one side. Two golden rays of light were cut off in the sky, and they directly cut one fork and two pieces. The measuring ruler was even more unpredictable. Before Qiongxiao could take action, several immortals flew backwards and died after spraying their true energy.

Zhao Lingjunguang used his power to exert his body and the Qinglian Baose Flag, and he had already fought with hundreds of immortals of Fuli Sect. Now, with Zhuque and Qiongxiao and Bixiao, how could these immortals of Fuli Sect resist?

Only screams were heard. First, the six pure bamboos of Taoist Lan Deng were knocked away by Zhao Lingjun's Qinglian Baose Flag. They were shot to ashes by the twenty-four Dinghai God Beads. Then, the Jade Ding Sanren was cut by the golden dragon in two pieces under the joint attack of Qiongxiao and Bixiao.

A dozen leading figures were instantly dealt with by Zhao Lingjun and others, and the rest of the immortals could not resist them.

Before Yunxiao took action, the people of Fuli Sect, who had just become arrogant, had already fled in all directions without anyone's face.

"Hey. These guys!" Zhuque felt that if these immortals from Fuli Sect said "The wind is tight and thrust" again, they would be like a group of stupid bandits who could not rob.

"I want to escape?" Zhao Lingjun was already so angry that he became more and more ill. When he saw these people turning around and running, Zhao Lingjun immediately used the magic trick and chased after him.

Zixia also followed Zhao Lingjun obediently. Zhuque, Yunxiao and others also took care of Zixia consciously. Qiongxiao and Bixiao were both powerful attack weapons. For a moment, golden light flashed in the air. Zhao Lingjun danced the green lotus treasure flag. All the immortals of Fuli Sect who were close to Zhao Lingjun fell down one by one, and those who fled far away were either cut by Bixiao's golden dragon or hit by Qiongxiao's sky measuring ruler.

"Master Hongjun, you guys are not my opponents, so you should come out and fight me one by one." Zhao Lingjun saw that the immortals of the Fuli Sect were beaten into ashes by himself, and he was a little soft-hearted for a moment. He couldn't help but shout loudly.

However, the white fog around was heavy, and the pressure was still coming like a mountain, but there was no trace of Taoist Hongjun.

"Since that's the case, I'll let you be a commander without a single man." Seeing that Taoist Hongjun still couldn't hide, Zhao Lingjun simply made up his mind and started killing. In a moment, except for a few immortals who ran very fast, nearly a hundred immortals from Fuli Sect were killed by Zhao Lingjun and others. In particular, the leaders of Ran Deng, Yu Ding, Cihang, etc., none of them could escape.

"This Taoist Hongjun is still calm yet?" Zhuque saw that the nearly hundreds of immortals in the Fuzong were killed by his own group, but Taoist Hongjun did not move at all, and he couldn't help but look at Zhao Lingjun strangely and said.

"It seems a little wrong?" But Zhao Lingjun said.

"how?"

"Look."

Zhuque looked in the direction Zhao Lingjun pointed, but found that the people who were killed by Zhao Lingjun, Qiongxiao and others had turned into ashes and scattered in the thick fog.

"How could this happen?" Zhuque couldn't help but exclaim, because some immortals died, but they were not yet able to reach the point where they were both destroyed and even their bodies turned into ashes.

"It's really weird." Yunxiao was the most careful of these people. When he found something strange, Yunxiao immediately walked up to check and found that not only did these immortals turn into ashes, but even the magic weapons that fell on the ground turned into ashes and disappeared without a trace.

It can be barely imagined that the body turned into ashes. It can be explained that these people have practiced some kind of magic and automatically turned into ashes after they die. But how could these magic weapons also turn into ashes and disappear without a trace?

When Zhao Lingjun and others were thinking about it, those thick fog that had just been forced to open by Zhao Lingjun with the Qinglian Baose Flag contained a mountain-like pressure, but it also rushed over like Zhao Lingjun and others.

"It consumes a lot of mana when resisting these thick fogs." Zhao Lingjun waved the Qinglian Baofeng Flag and forced the thick fog to open again. While taking out a few pills to quickly restore the Taoist power, letting everyone replenish the mana when they just fought. "If Taoist Hongjun and Taoist Hongjun consumed almost the same amount of our Taoist power, it would be an extremely sinister move to deal with us."

"Yes, I think he just wants to do this." Suzaku nodded, "I don't know where these strange thick fogs came out."

"No matter what, we will find the rest of Mount Li before making plans." Zhao Lingjun vaguely felt that this magic circle was not that simple, and was worried that someone in Mount Li would be left alone and was poisoned by Taoist Hongqu, so he couldn't help but say.

Hearing Zhao Lingjun say this, Yun Xiao and others nodded. At that moment, Zhao Lingjun let his body transform into a destructive magic weapon such as the Dinghai God Pearl and the Double Dragon Li Fire Cover to protect everyone around him, and then he casts the Lotus Color Flag to force the thick fog to spread far away.

Zhao Lingjun remembered that the peak he was now was the most eastern mountain I saw outside the formation, so Zhao Lingjun took the lead and the group touched west.

"Someone fights!"

The group walked to the west, and after a while, they saw another mountain. Zhao Lingjun and others saw at a glance that there was a surging light in the thick fog at the foot of the mountain, and the magic power was overwhelming, as if there were many masters fighting to the death.

"open!"

Zhao Lingjun was anxious and quickly used all his Taoist power to exert his Qinglian precious flag to the extreme. The clear light spread like a horse, and immediately the thick fog blocked in front of him opened.

"Sir Zhao!"

As soon as the thick fog dissipated, Zhao Lingjun heard someone shouting in surprise.

"How could this happen!" But the scene in front of him surprised Zhao Lingjun and others.

Zhao Lingjun, Yun Xiao and others only saw the Holy Mother of Golden Spirit, the Holy Mother of Wudang, the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit, and several others were covered in blood and fighting to the death. Behind the Holy Mother of Golden Spirit, there were many immortals such as Yu Yuan. The people of Mount Li lying on Mount Li were completely gone and looked seriously injured and died.

And the one who used the Bubao magic to besiege the Holy Mother of Jinling and others was actually nearly a hundred Fuli immortals such as the Taoist Randeng that Zhao Lingjun and others had just seen.

"They were obviously killed by us just now, so why did they still appear here?" Zhao Lingjun and others were shocked and angry when they saw the scene in front of them, and waved the Qinglian precious flag and killed them.

I don't know what happened, but when they saw Zhao Lingjun and others covering up, Taoist Ran Deng and others immediately shouted and fled in all directions. However, when Zhao Lingjun and others saw the death of many immortals in Lishan, they were frightened and extremely cruel when they took action. Even Wu Xuanyun, who had always been kind and soft, showed his true self and killed him. Although these people in the Fuli Sect ran fast, how could they be faster than the divine whip and the measuring ruler? In a moment, Zhao Lingjun and others, who were inexplicably angry, killed all the immortals of the Fuli Sect again.

"Sir Zhao!"

"The Holy Mother of the Golden Spirit, the Holy Mother of the Untouched!"

The Holy Mother of Jinling and others were already seriously injured. Just now, he was just trying to support his true essence. At this moment, he saw that the immortals of Fuli Sect were killed by Zhao Lingjun and others, and his heart was relieved. The condensed true essence of Jinling disintegrated and his injuries suddenly burst out. The Holy Mother of Fire Spirit was relatively mildly injured and could withstand it, but the Holy Mother of Jinling and Wudang were already exhausted. After calling Zhao Lingjun's name, the Holy Mother of Jinling and Wudang died immediately.

When the Holy Mother of Fire Spirit saw that the Holy Mother of Golden Spirit and the Holy Mother of Wudang died, he felt sad and burst into tears of pain. When he cried out, blood was gushing out of his mouth.
Chapter completed!