Everyone was nervously watching the battle situation above the capital, and only saw a ray of light, colorful and beautiful, but everyone knew that the more beautiful the thing was, the greater the danger. Take the eyes in front of you, if you rushed in, you would definitely not be able to save your life.

Xing Luo Zhang stood in the distance and smiled and pointed, as if he was very happy to see these things. Mu Yuan kept looking at him with his eyes tilted from afar. He was always planning in his mind. When the matter was over, he asked Chu Xunyu and the others to lead the kid Xing Luo Zhang away and threw it into the toilet.

Unexpectedly, everyone was watching over there. There was a Yuanmeng master coming to support near Xuanfu Town. It happened to fly over everyone's heads silently. No one cared about it. It was night, and those Yuanmeng masters deliberately lowered their breath. Fortunately, they didn't know what secret technique they used to swallow fire, so they actually realized it. With a wave of the folding fan, a huge spark rushed straight to the sky and cracked, as if they were so dazzled that it illuminated the sky. Everyone suddenly realized that there were dozens of figures on their heads.

As a result, at the call of the middle-aged man, everyone immediately took off, Chu Xunyu and others were no exception, and they all rose later. Only one of the Yuanmeng masters said strangely: "What do you Central Plains monks want to do?"

The middle-aged man replied seriously: "There is no such thing, but please don't interfere, you should go back."

"Just, such a big thing happened in the capital, how can we stand by and watch? The monks from the Central Plains, please step back. We are going to protect our Khan."

"Please go back!" The middle-aged man was calm.

"Even if we go back, there will be other fellow disciples who will rush there. It is meaningless for you to do this." Another Yuanmeng master laughed.

"Don't worry, they can't go either." Xing Luozhang said sarcastically.

"Is that true?" A master Yuanmeng, who seemed to be doing it, suddenly became gloomy. "Dear brothers, let's go straight to the point. It seems that these monks from the Central Plains have been planning for a long time, so rush out!" After saying that, he took the lead in rushing towards the capital. The middle-aged man shouted loudly, and without saying a word, he went up and started fighting.

This battle made the situation suddenly become like sparks, everyone fought in a ball, and various Taoisms emerged one after another, and the sky became a whole. Let's put it this way, history has always been right, but the next moment, Wang Chen made an action unintentionally, and then from this moment on, history has completely changed.

I saw Wangchen shook his hand impatiently, and his figure appeared in the next place, getting rid of the Yuanmeng Master who had been pestering him just now, but this was not a long-term solution. He thought that the purpose was the Taoist Huan Dou. These minions were insignificant, so he simply made up his mind and stopped hiding his cultivation in the divine stage. He released his momentum and even suppressed all the Yuanmeng Masters present to the ground. They breathed heavily and looked up at Wangchen in the air with pale faces.

Wangchen stopped his momentum and yelled out a cold word: "Get out!"

"Okay, okay, okay, I didn't expect you to hide such a strong man." The Master Yuanmeng gritted his teeth and said, "Let's go!" After that, he fled and took the others away.

This time, the scene was clean and neatly cleaned up, and everyone immediately came down to salute Wangchen, the senior. Wangchen signaled that it would not matter, and then he stared at the direction of the capital.

The others looked at each other in disappointment and turned their eyes back to the sky above the capital. However, seeing that the battle there was not over, the faint sky was illuminated, and it was difficult to distinguish it in a short period of time.

In this way, the battle over there lasted for about an hour, and the sound gradually became smaller, and the light did not seem to be as dazzling as it began. Mu Yuan frowned and asked, "Is it almost over? Is that Taoist Huan Dou dead?"

"I don't know." Chu Xunyu shook his head slightly. The battle situation over there must be very fierce, and there are all kinds of magical powers and means, because the spiritual consciousness of us Nascent Soul-level monks cannot penetrate at all. I don't know how Wangchen is. His cultivation is higher, and he may have some way to see the situation in it.

After a while, when it felt like it was almost the same there, Xing Luozhang finally couldn't help but feel curious and shouted excitedly: "Everyone, everyone, let's go and see how the situation is there?"

"You're overeating, aren't you?" Mu Yuan replied to him on purpose, "A boy like you is not enough to be stuck in the past."

"Each! Each other!" Xing Luo Zhang immediately sarcasticted him, "You will pick up your shoes for others in the past."

"Good boy!" Mu Yuan was furious when he heard this and was about to take action on the spot. As a result, Chu Xunyu grabbed him and whispered: "Shh--Stop making trouble, look over there."

Mu Yuan looked up and his expression was stunned. He saw a dazzling red light galloping towards him. The other light spots behind him were still fighting over the clouds. Mu Yuan asked in surprise: "Who is the one who came? Is that Taoist who Huan Dou or who?"

Wang Chen's expression suddenly changed and he exclaimed: "No, it should be the Taoist Huan Dou!"

"How could this happen?" All the monks were shocked. What were the upright cultivators fighting on the spot? Why didn't they chased after me? Chu Xunyu remembered something and immediately said: "This person should have used some secret technique to get rid of his golden cicada. He wanted to escape from here to return to Yuanmeng's nest. Where ordinary Central Plains monks can't get in!"

"Then let's go!" the middle-aged man shouted, "We are no match, go quickly!" After that, he wanted to leave.

"Wait!" At this time, Tenghuo looked solemn, and he drank the figures that everyone was about to leave, and said coldly, "You are so naive. Can we avoid it? Taoist Huando is so cultivating and killing, so we will definitely die. What's more, if we leave today, how can we be worthy of the word "mission" of eliminating demons and defending the Tao?"

Everyone was speechless. This person is worthy of being the descendant of Shushan. He is full of passion and thoughts. However, Xing Luo Zhang was not in a hurry and asked with a smile: "Then what should you do, senior brother? Take the time, and he almost arrived."
Chapter completed!