At this moment, a golden stream of light passed through the sky and fell straight outside Wanshan Prefecture City, accompanied by a roar: "The thief of Jiang Zhu, the old Taoist Xuan Cave is here, die quickly."

The visitor stood on the cushion, wearing a sloppy Taoist robe. He was the best man in the Yuqing Daoxuan generation. Xuandong broke through the barrier of the true immortal twenty years ago and entered the realm of the earth immortal. In the past hundred years, Taoists who have become earth immortals have only a few palms, and Xuandong is one of them.

This talent and fortune is envious of many uncles and uncles of the Kun generation.

The sound of the Xuan Cave sounded, as if the rolling thunder above the Nine Heavens were not disturbed by the Jiuqu River Formation, it penetrated directly into the formation and floated clearly into the ears of every Taoist.

"It's Senior Brother Xuandong. He finally arrived. We are saved."

"Master Xuandong is here, it's great..." For a moment, the Taoists who still had spiritual consciousness in the formation showed joy on their faces.

In their opinion, as long as the Xuan Cave comes out, the Jiuqu River Formation will be broken immediately.

Even Chang Jin secretly breathed a sigh of relief when he heard the arrival of the Xuandong Taoist. Facing this mysterious sloppy Taoist, he always felt very stressed.

"The Heaven Immortal Jade Clear Dao, What a pity." The sword-carrying Taoist on the top of the mountain far away said in a regretful tone. Even if it belongs to different Taoist sects, he had to admit that Xuandong is powerful. With this person here, Jiang Zhu should not be able to get it well.

"Xuandong Bull Nose, you are finally here. I thought you were a turtle with a head-reducing turtle and dared not show up. Since you are here, just enter the formation. Our grudges from decades ago should be settled." Hearing Xuandong's voice, Jiang Zhu replied loudly in the formation.

When the Taoist temple attacked, this man led the way to defeat himself from the altar.

"Okay, today the old Taoist will definitely let you die without a place to die." Knowing that the disciples in the formation were struggling to hold on, Xuandong did not dare to stay outside the formation too much.

As soon as the cushion was collected, the whole person rushed into the Jiuqu River Formation.

Before he could land and stand firmly, two projectiles had already flew out of his hand and rushed directly to the blood mist in front of him.

Then two loud bangs, huge mushroom clouds rose, and the blood and resentment in the space were blown away. The hidden water monster had no time to react, and turned into ashes and completely disappeared into the space.

Breaking through the space, Xuandong jumped into the other big formation and shouted at Xuantan that he had been struggling to resist: "Junior brother, follow me quickly."

After saying that, a light flashed in his hand, killing the three river gods in the ghost fairy realm.

"Senior brother, it's a blessing that you're here." Xuantan stepped back to the side and said with a big breath: "Be careful, this blood mist can suck your luck. If you are not careful, you will say."

"Yeah," Xuandong nodded, handed over a small bottle, and then asked, "Can you still fight?"

"No problem" Xuantan took the bottle and drank the jade liquid inside, and his mana finally recovered two points.

"Okay, without further ado, fight with me." Xuan Dong finished speaking, and immediately waved his magic weapon to attack the space barrier.

There was only a loud "boom" sound, and a big hole was pierced by the barrier, revealing the three struggling Taoist soldiers.

The "Master" and the other two shouted anxiously when they saw them.

Xuandong didn't say much, reached out to deal with the water monsters, then shouted: "Follow us." After saying that, he rushed down again.

"Damn it" Seeing that the other party broke through three formations in a few breaths, Jiang Zhu's face became embarrassed. Unexpectedly, the Xuandong Bull's nose was so great, and now it is already the realm of the earth immortal.

If it was a real Jiuqu River Formation, a mere Earth Immortal would not be afraid. Unfortunately, his formation was only a semi-finished product and was less than one-tenth of the power of the original formation.

If this continues, the formation will probably be broken.

For the current plan, we can only temporarily let go of other Taoist soldiers and strangle the Xuandong Bull Nose with all our might.

Jiang Zhu hurriedly used his spiritual sense to inform the Black Mountain Demon King and several river gods, and then pulled out the blood and energy from the formation and formed another formation.

When his formation is completed, he will be broken through two more formations.

At this time, nine practitioners gathered beside the Taoist Taoist, two people of the Xuan generation, and the remaining seven were disciples of the Miao generation. Although these disciples were not completely lost in their spiritual consciousness, most of their own luck was cut off and they could barely protect themselves.

He was originally planning to rush for a few more formations, and then work together to use magic to break the formation. When he saw the old demon in Black Mountain leading the crowd to appear, he understood that Jiang Zhu would not give him a chance.

Taoist Xuandong was also a decisive person. He immediately took out a few yellow paper talismans from the cloth, and roared in his mouth to "sent" the yellow paper flashed in the blood mist, turning into more than ten big men with two feet of gold armor, holding weapons to form a circle to protect everyone in the venue.

"Two junior brothers, let's follow me to transport the starting ancestor futuan, and the remaining disciples and golden armored strong men will protect us."

After Xuandong finished speaking, he sacrificed the cushion.

"Okay" Xuantan and the other two nodded quickly, made a quick decision, and injected the magic power from their bodies into the cushion. This cushion is a relics left by the ancestor Qingyunzi, and was refined from the mountain peaks. It has always been kept by the head of Yuqingdao. Because Xuandong is responsible for the secular dragon hunting mission, the cushion will give it to the cushion.

I never thought that doing something unintentionally became an opportunity for all Taoists to escape from difficulties.

Suddenly, a mountain appeared in the formation. In the surprised eyes of the Black Mountain Demon King, the mountains quickly grew bigger, and in a moment it had been more than a hundred feet. The mountain was as steep as a knife, towering and vigorous, and the strange rocks were sharp.

The top platform of the mountain, the Taoist disciples and the Yellow Turban Lishin were standing outside to protect the magic, while the three men from Xuandong kept urging their magic power, causing the red and green spiritual energy to surge above. Although the blood mist erodes from time to time, it cannot prevent the mountains from growing rapidly.

"Puff" Jiang Zhu spat a mouthful of blood and shouted anxiously: "Brother Demon King, stop them quickly."

After saying that, I saw the turbid waves surged in the space and quickly wrapped around the mountains, trying to submerge them into it.

The Black Mountain Demon King also knew that he had been in a hurry and hurriedly stepped on the waves toward the top of the mountain. It seemed that he was only ten feet away from reaching the top of the mountain, but unfortunately he would never reach it.

The higher the water rises, the mountain will increase by a few treble, and it will never stop.

"This humane... I'm not willing to give up." Seeing this scene, Jiang Zhu already understood that the formation was broken and gritted his teeth and said, "In this way, I'll bring you Yuqingdao to bury you."

After saying that, he waved the golden bucket in his hand and swept past the remaining water demons in the formation.

Only countless screams were heard, and the water monsters were immediately sucked in Yujing, turning into blood and qi to merge into the torrent. Many river gods with lower realms were unable to save their lives and died in it.

The Jiuqu River Formation suddenly closed, and the remaining people appeared again outside the Wanshan Prefecture City. Many Taoists showed excitement on their faces, and they understood that the formation had been broken.

Before they could understand what was going on, they saw a huge blood-colored wave rolling up and hitting the city wall.

"Crack" The already fragile city could no longer withstand the slap of waves. The red and blue talisman flashed and then several cracks broke out.

Almost at the same time, Liu Zhifu, who was anxiously waiting for the result in the city, felt a sweet throat in his throat, and a fishy and sweet smell surged out of his throat.

"Master?" The master next to him was shocked and hurried forward to support him.

"Not good..." The Taoists who survived the disaster reacted and hurriedly waved their magic weapon to smash it at Jiang Zhu.

"Haha..." Jiang Zhu laughed wildly, allowing the other party to destroy himself in a body and spirit.

Another huge wave fell, directly shaking the city wall, rolling torrents poured into it, and rushed out more than a hundred feet away in a moment.

Fortunately, Jiang Zhu died at this time, and the surging floods lost their subsequent power and quickly retreated.

Even so, many houses in the city were washed away, and countless people were killed or injured.

In the Ancestor Hall of Tianding Mountain, more than ten Taoists of Kun's generation all activated a water mirror. When they saw the scene in the water mirror, their faces turned ashen.

Outside Wanshan Prefecture, they were flooded with floods, and there were many bodies and no longer any vitality. Even through the water mirror, their hearts were trembling.

This time, the damage to Yuqing Dao was too great, and even the Dao Foundation would be unstable.

After a long time, the head of Kunyuan stood up from the water mirror with a serious expression and looked back at the brothers, all of whom remained silent.

"Kun Yuan is incompetent and is ashamed of the ancestors of Yuqing Dao. Thirty years ago, I ordered the Taoist soldiers to attack the gods, laying the root of disaster for Yuqing Dao, and even causing backlash. I have to bear all the things today, and I am willing to resign from the position of head...

"Senior brother, why should I do this? This is not your fault." Hearing this, a Taoist said anxiously.

"Master, never," several Taoists stopped him. At this time, even Kunshan, who had always opposed the master, also spoke out: "We all agreed to the attack on Hebo back then. Today's disaster is not the crime of Junior Brother Kunyuan, so I will discuss this matter later. The most important thing now is the aftermath..."

Then he sighed and said bitterly: "The real dragon in the world has not yet been revealed, but I, Yuqingdao, suffered such a blow. With such an unfavorable start, I, will you discuss what to do?" "This time we enter the world to compete for the dragon, let's give up. What do you think?" Master Kunyuan gritted his teeth and said.

"What?" A Taoist exclaimed and became silent the next moment. I could see clearly in the water mirror just now that the Taoist disciples suffered most of the losses. Even if they found the true dragon, Yuqing Dao would not have the ability to assist him. It would be better to stop early, as some losses could be recovered.

"It can only be done." The gray-headed Taoist Kun Cheng nodded with difficulty. He had been planning for decades, but unfortunately he had already failed before the start, which was really unwilling.

So what if you are unwilling to give up? I will give up this battle for the dragon. Yuqing Daodao can barely protect it. If I join the battle for the dragon, I am afraid that there will be only one way to lose.

"It's good that way..." These Taoists were clear in their hearts, and they thought it through for a moment and agreed.

"Send him to Xuandong and let him temporarily take over the position of Wushan Temple and the River Gods' decree must not be lost, and take back the new gods as soon as possible. In addition, the disciples who went to Wanshan Mansion this time do not need to come back, and they are stationed in the city to prevent other ghosts and monsters from taking the opportunity to cause trouble." Kun Yuan said another sentence.

Hearing this, the other Taoists' expressions changed slightly. One of them wanted to speak even more, but he moved his mouth and did not make a sound.

They had seen it in the water mirror before that although these disciples were not dead, they had been eroded by blood mist from the Jiuqu River. Their heads were covered by black resentment, and their luck was constantly eroded, and their Taoist foundation was already considered to be abolished.

If your own luck falls, if you let them return to the master's sect, it will consume the luck of the Taoist sect.

The only way for the present is to cut off the arm, give up everyone, and let them die.
Chapter completed!