Nowadays, the powerful person in the realm of true person of Dayun Dynasty has appeared, but the powerful person in the realm of true person of Taixu Taoist sect is still unknown where he is.

"Are they waiting for the Sect Leader to take action?"

Suddenly, Wang Xijing seemed to have thought of something, and an idea came to his mind.

nowadays.

Not to mention the Taixu Taoist sect, even Master Qingmu from the Wang family of Shanhai City did not show up.

"No, we must retreat quickly. We cannot defeat a strong man in the realm of a real person."

"There is a world of difference between a True Person cultivator and a Warrior cultivator."

"The meridian-suppressing treasure alone cannot stop the opponent's steps."

Seeing the army of Dayun Dynasty approaching, a look of fear appeared on Wang Xijing's face.

And this time.

The Blood-Clothed Immortal in the army roared.

Amidst a loud rumbling sound, a red spiral horn slightly rotated and transformed into a gigantic dragon, which soared into the air and swooped down towards them with tremendous power.

The blood-red dragon rolled over, causing a huge wave.

In an instant, countless cracks appeared on the ground, rocks collapsed, and many people were directly turned into ashes.

The next moment, the blood-colored horn returned to its original shape and flew back into the hands of the opponent's blood-clothed immortal.

"No, retreat quickly!"

A trace of astonishment appeared on Wang Xijing's face, and then he quickly led the people from Feitianmen away, but it was too late, and they were surrounded by the enemy.

A strong wind suddenly arose, and the whole world was in dead silence.

Yan Qingying stood behind Wang Xijing, with a hint of anger in her eyes.

"Uncle Master, we still have bean soldiers wearing tiger-mighty uniforms, do you want to use them?"

"No, that has been Feitian Sect's trump card for many years. Now that it has been used at the beginning of the battle, it will definitely alert other sects."

"Besides, the enemy is in the dark and I am in the light. We don't know how strong the enemy is. If we act rashly, we might fall into the enemy's trap."

Wang Xijing said in a deep voice.

He naturally knew that the sect's Taoist soldiers were extraordinary, but even with the Tiger-Evil Bean Soldiers and the magical art of turning beans into soldiers, he might not be able to resist the attacks of a strong man in the realm of True Person.

Furthermore, the technique of turning beans into soldiers consumes a lot of spiritual energy.

Yan Qingying's strength is still weak. As the master of Taoist soldiers, she cannot last too long. Using it now would just be a waste of energy.

Yan Qingying heard this, although she felt unwilling.

But I also know that what my uncle said makes sense, so I can only suppress the impulse in my heart and wait and see what happens.

As time passed, the sky gradually darkened, and the night was like a huge black curtain, covering the entire sky.

The disciples of Feitianmen lit torches, and the flames illuminated their determined faces.

Wang Xijing snapped his fingers, and a huge steel beast circled at a low altitude in the sky, but it did not dare to land.

It is the Big Sun Star Beast of Feitianmen.

This big sun beast swooped down from the sky.

A pair of huge steel wings flapped and landed on the ground, stirring up a cloud of gravel and sand.

A group of people rushed to break out onto the star beast's back.

But not long after, a dense group of Dayun Dynasty troops appeared in front of them and surrounded them.

A huge giant like a giant spirit, several feet tall, with six arms, came stepping on the ground, and the ground shook rumblingly.

"The Giant Spirit Heavenly Official, one of the ten heavenly palaces of the Zhu Xian Army."

Wang Xijing's face darkened. It was already difficult to break through now. He didn't expect that the masters of Dayun Dynasty were paying close attention to the movements here.

And accompanied by the giant spiritual official.

There were two more people. On the left, an old man wearing a fiery red Taoist robe, with a smile on his face but murderous intent in his eyes, walked over.

"The Burning Elder of the Ten Heavenly Palaces of the Zhuxian Army."

A beautiful woman in a blue dress, holding a guqin in her hand, floated down from the sky.

"The Holy Maiden of Heavenly Sound from the Ten Heavenly Palaces of the Zhu Xian Army."

The appearance of these three people suddenly made the entire battlefield solemn.

The powerful aura emanating from them made Wang Xijing feel pressured.

Among the ten celestial officials of Zhu Xian Army, the celestial official Duan Xian and the two demons Feng Xue died one after another, and now there are only seven left.

But he didn't expect that three of them would appear today alone.

And in the distance, there are more powerful men on their way. They are all heavenly soldiers and officials of the Zhuxian Army, and each of them has amazing strength.

Faced with such a lineup, Wang Xijing felt tremendous pressure.

He took a deep breath, and a look of determination flashed in his eyes.

"It's too late. Speed ​​up and fly to the Sun Beast! Retreat quickly!"

Wang Xijing shouted loudly, and the countless fire rain and thunder behind him intertwined and instantly turned into a giant sword of thunder and fire, slashing towards the three people.

In addition to practicing Tingyu Tianhuo Gong, he now also practices the Qingming Baojuan and the part of the inheritance of Dian Shenfu in the Tianyi Sixiang Jue.

Therefore, as soon as he made a move, thunder and fire moved simultaneously. Lightning shot up into the sky, almost forming plasma, which was even greater than countless flames.

At the same time, his body instantly disappeared from the spot and appeared behind the three heavenly officials.

He wanted to delay time, detain the three celestial officials, and help the Feitianmen army escape quickly.

A huge sword of thunder and fire attacked. Tianyin Shengnu held the killing pipa in her hand. The pipa was played, and four huge rays of light of earth, water, wind and fire extended out, which collided with the giant sword and exploded.

Powerful energy waves spread out in all directions.

The three heavenly officials cooperated well and quickly surrounded Wang Xijing.

Even though Wang Xijing had been on the battlefield for a long time and was an elder of the Feitian Sect, he was extremely powerful and held a magical weapon to suppress his meridians.

However, the three Heavenly Officials are not ordinary people. Not only do they have a complete inheritance, but they are also high-ranking officials in the Zhuxian Army.

Their martial arts skills are quite good, especially those of Giant Spirit Official and Heavenly Sound Saint, who have already reached the perfect level of martial arts.

It was even longer than the time it took Wang Xijing to reach the realm of martial perfection.

Under the siege of three people, Wang Xijing was in danger for a while.

What made people feel most terrified was that the blood-stained immortal had already arrived in front of everyone.

Wang Xijing, relying on the treasure to stabilize his meridians, was caught in a dilemma under the siege of the three heavenly officials.

At this moment, this powerful True Person Realm expert was approaching slowly again, making his heart almost sink to the bottom.

A blood-colored dragon was shot out from the hands of the powerful Blood-Clothed Immortal, filled with blood and energy, rushing straight into the sky, shaking the surrounding air so much that it seemed to solidify.

Wang Xijing's face changed slightly, and he retreated quickly, while quickly forming seals with his hands.

The Blood Soul and White Bones Banner, a precious artifact that could calm the meridians, was activated, and huge black blood soul and white bones burst out from it.

A huge light curtain was formed to try to block this horrific attack.

"boom!"

The blood-colored dragon and the blood-colored soul and bones collided, and suddenly there was a shocking roar, and the whole world seemed to tremble at this moment.

Wang Xijing only felt a huge force coming at him, and the whole person was like being struck by lightning. His body flew backwards involuntarily, and blood spurted out of his mouth.

"Xijing!" In the distance, Wang Sandao and others who had been paying attention to the battlefield saw this and their hearts tightened and they rushed over in a hurry.

"I'm fine." Wang Xijing waved his hand, his face pale, but his eyes were determined.

He knew that at this moment, as the person with the highest cultivation level in the entire venue, he could not fall down, otherwise, all of them would be in dire straits.

However, facing the siege of these powerful men, no matter how tough Wang Xijing was, he seemed powerless.

The two collisions just now had caused him to suffer severe backlash, and his injuries were getting worse and worse.

"Why, up to now, the True Person Realm experts of Feitian Sect have not made any move."

"Could it be that you encountered some problems?"

This scene on the field attracted everyone's attention.

For a moment, Jinsuo Wang Jia, Ganshan Taoist and others looked at each other, with a thousand thoughts in their minds.

Faced with the aggressive army of the Dayun Dynasty, it is impossible to stop them without a strong man in the realm of true person.

"Haha, Wang Xijing, you have come to this day!"

"Feitianmen is destined to be ours. Your power to stop it is like a mantis trying to stop a chariot."

Upon seeing this, the celestial officials laughed and attacked more fiercely, using their magical weapons to besiege Wang Xijing.

For a moment, the entire battlefield was shrouded in violent energy, as if it was going to tear the world apart.

And at this critical moment.

A huge roc flew through the thick dark clouds in the sky and came rushing from afar.

When the two sides were fighting fiercely, a powerful aura swept across the world.

Everyone was startled and turned to see a figure slowly approaching with a pair of roc wings on his back. Every step he took seemed to have the power of thunder.

"That's... Master Pengxue!" someone exclaimed.

Master Pengxue, the second most important person in the Blood Demon Sect, had already reached the realm of martial perfection many years ago.
With the blood and essence of Peng entering his body, he became extremely powerful, and some people called him a half-step immortal.

He spread his wings, had a thin face, and held a Fang Tian Hua Ji in his hand. He stood in the center of the battlefield like a towering mountain.

His eyes swept around and finally landed on the four people.

"The Blood Demon Sect has also joined the battle."

"Master Pengxue, how dare you stop me from doing what I want to do."

The Blood-Clothed Immortal snorted coldly, and his voice rolled in like thunder.

The three celestial officials nearby felt the powerful aura emanating from this powerful real man, and their hearts trembled.

He took a few steps back.

The real man didn't say anything more and attacked directly. The power of his palm was like a surging sea, and it blasted towards him in an instant.

Master Pengxue tried to stop him hastily, and spread his wings behind him, which turned into boundless and sharp golden feathers and flew into the sky.

He is worthy of being called a Half-Step True Man and the second-in-command of the Blood Demon Sect.

At this time, his wings spread out and turned into a golden light, blocking the attack of the Blood-Clothed Immortal.

"Boom!" With a loud noise, the whole world seemed to shake.

But Master Pengxue was shocked and retreated repeatedly, his face extremely pale.

"This……"

Master Pengxue pointed at the other person with fear in his eyes.

"Hmph, you think you can stop me?" The Blood-Clothed Immortal sneered and attacked again. His palm power turned into invisible ripples, filling the sky and the earth.

Master Pengxue remained expressionless, and with a flash of his body, he barely dodged the attack.

"It seems you have some skills."

True Man Xueyi was a little surprised. There was a hint of admiration in his eyes, but then he became cold again.

"However, you are still vulnerable in front of me!"

"What is a half-step immortal? An immortal is an immortal, and a warrior is a warrior. This is a gap that cannot be crossed."

As soon as he finished speaking, he launched another attack, waving his palm and covering Master Pengxue.

Master Pengxue took a deep breath, circulated the true energy in his body, and met the attack of Master Xueyi.

The palm forces of the two collided in the air, making a deafening roar.

The surrounding disciples were shocked by this force and retreated again and again, with looks of horror on their faces.

"After absorbing the blood of the alien Peng into my body, my strength is indeed quite good, but that's all!"

The Blood-Clothed Immortal snorted coldly, and the power of his palm suddenly increased.

Master Pengxue felt a powerful pressure coming, and the air around him seemed to be torn apart, making a sharp whistling sound.

He didn't dare to take it head-on, so he took a few steps back, put some distance between himself and the opponent. Then he flapped his wings, spat out a mouthful of blood, and flew out of the encirclement with Wang Xijing.

Wang Xijing bowed and said, "Thank you for saving me, Master."

Master Pengxue waved his hands, but his face was pale, as if he had suffered serious injuries, and he was gasping for breath when he spoke.

"When the Great Fortune Dynasty attacks, all cultivation families and sects have the responsibility to resist. Elder Wang is too polite."

Wang Xijing was deeply grateful when he heard this.

He glanced toward the ground.

It was discovered that the disciples of Feitianmen were still under siege.

For a moment, there was the flash of swords and sabers.

Seeing his fellow disciples injured, Yan Qingying became furious. He moved and turned into a stream of light, rushing towards the enemy.

Her swordsmanship was extremely sharp, and every strike of her sword carried the intention of killing. She killed several enemies in an instant.

However, the number of enemies seemed endless, coming in wave after wave.

Although the people of Feitianmen were brave, they gradually seemed unable to cope with the powerful pressure from the enemy.

At this moment, the three heavenly officials couldn’t find Wang Xijing, so they reappeared and rushed into the crowd of Feitianmen.

Every attack takes a life.

Although the people of Feitianmen fought hard, they were as fragile as ants in front of them.

At the critical moment, a golden monkey less than four feet long leaped into the air and struck the giant celestial official with a giant wolverine-tooth stick in its hand.

The giant celestial official howled miserably as his head was smashed by the stick and he fell to the ground.

"This……"

"Where did this little monkey come from? His attack is so powerful."

Elder Fensha and Saint Maiden Tianyin looked at each other with horror in their eyes. They did not dare to attack again and remained cautious.

Yan Qingying's heart sank when he saw this. He knew that if this continued, Feitianmen would suffer heavy losses.

She took a deep breath and decided to use her trump card.

……

Many of you have guessed wrong. The plot is definitely different from what you thought. Stop guessing, gentlemen.

(End of this chapter)