"Grandfather, please see, this is a dragon ball of the third-level holy beast Golden Crown Dragon, which is extremely rare." Zhao Kangming took out the Dzi bead and handed it to Zhao Ming.

Zhao Ming looked carefully and found no abnormalities.

At this moment, a rapid and sharp sound suddenly sounded. Zhao Ming frowned, took out a message plate, and entered a magic trick. A somewhat panicked voice suddenly sounded: "Oh no, sect leader, there were many holy beasts in the transformation stage on the Wanmu Mountains. They seemed to be plotting to attack our mountain gate."

Zhao Ming's face changed and he asked, "What? Have you caught a few live broadcasts?"

He was a little restless recently, and something happened.

"No, we just found an abnormality, they just..."

A deafening roar sounded, as if someone was fighting.

Immediately afterwards, a somewhat panicked man's voice sounded: "Oh no, Senior Brother Chen, a large number of monsters gathered and rushed towards our mountain gate, as if they were going to attack our mountain gate."

"What should the master do now?"

After hearing this, Zhao Ming's face darkened and ordered: "Send someone to notify Junior Brother Han and Junior Brother Li to help them quickly. You must not let the monsters break through the mountain gate, and I will follow you."

"Yes, the sect leader."

Zhao Ming put away the shadow mirror, stuffed the Dzi beads into his arms, and said to Zhao Kangming: "We will leave Wanpu Gate immediately. This place will probably become the enemy's target and you can't stay there."

"Grandfather, didn't you say you wanted to resist? It's just some low-level monsters, what's there to be afraid of?" Zhao Kangming was slightly stunned.

"Hmph, most people can't do the monsters in the Wanmu Mountains. I'm afraid the enemy has already sneaked in. Let Junior Brother Li and the others drag the enemy, so let's go first."

If it was an ordinary enemy, Zhao Ming was not afraid at all. The problem was that the other party dared to move the Ning family, and it would be even more of a problem to deal with him.

He learned from various channels that the Ning family could not do anything to the thief when they dispatched a fusion monk. In other words, there were many cultivators of the Great Perfection of Void Refining.

This does not include the fusion monks who have not taken action.

The Wanmu Zhu Ling Formation is a reduced version of the Zhu Xian Formation, with amazing defenses, so the enemy will command those monsters and attack the mountain gate of Wanpu Gate. Although it should be no danger at the moment, based on his years of experience and the enemy's intentions, this time it may have been planned for a long time.

Therefore, Zhao Ming didn't want to stay for a moment, because he was afraid that if he left late, he wouldn't be able to escape.

"Grandfather, it's not good for us to do this! If others know, they may be dissatisfied with us." Zhao Kangming said cautiously.

"Hmph, everyone flew away when the disaster is coming. Now I don't care about these things anymore. Besides, as long as I'm fine, Wanpu Gate is still there. You follow me and you can't leave if you are too late."

After saying this, Zhao Ming put away the dragon ball and walked out of the residence quickly, Zhao Kangming followed closely behind.

As soon as Zhao Ming walked out of the gate, a sudden strong wind blew, dark clouds covered with dark clouds, and countless yellow mist emerged from the ground, covering the radius of five hundred miles.

"What's going on! How could there be a formation here?" Zhao Ming's face changed drastically.

The guards of Wanpu Sect didn't know about the formation covering such a large range. They were really useless.

He never expected that it was the formation set up by Zhao Kangming himself, and the guards would not doubt Zhao Kangming at all.

A miserable scream sounded, and Zhao Kangming fell heavily to the ground.

"Grandfather saved me." Zhao Kangming vomited blood and begged.

Countless yellow mists emerged and turned into a yellow giant hand that was more than a hundred feet tall, slapped at Zhao Kangming.

A miserable scream rang out.

A huge yellow giant rat appeared in front of Zhao Ming, and it was Xiaoyaozi.

There were many monks from the Ten Thousand Puppet Sect within a radius of 500 miles, and they flew towards Zhao Ming one after another.

When Zhao Ming saw Xiaoyaozi, his face changed. He opened his mouth and a golden light flew out, turning into a giant tower more than a hundred feet high. The giant tower was full of golden light and its spiritual energy was imminent.

With Zhao Ming pinched his magic trick, the tower gate automatically opened, and golden puppet beasts came out of the golden giant tower. Most of them were in the Nascent Soul stage, with two puppet beasts in the Void Refining Stage and ten puppet beasts in the God Transformation Stage. This power is enough to destroy a medium-sized sect.

The yellow giant rat roared to the sky, and a powerful yellow sound wave flew out. Wherever the sound wave passed, the air waves rolled, towering trees broke in half, and buildings were split into pieces. The disciples of Wanpu Sect who came to support the situation did not understand the situation, and died of blood in seven orifices. The internal organs were shattered by the powerful sound waves and fell from high altitude.

"Flying Rat! Your Flying Rat clan actually obeys the orders of the human monks. This is not like your style." Zhao Ming's eyes kept turning, and his eyes fell on the yellow giant rat.

"Hehe, you won't have to worry about this. Someone asked me to take the head on your neck. If you are tactful, twist your head off yourself so that I won't do anything." The yellow giant rat said something.

Zhao Ming pinched his magic tricks, and dozens of puppet beasts rushed towards Xiaoyaozi. Before they could get close, they all kinds of magic hit Xiaoyaozi.

Various spells were hit by the aura of spells, and a harsh roar sound came from the void. The yellow giant rat roared to the sky, and a powerful sound wave flew out, rolling up a large amount of dust, turning into a hill more than a hundred feet high, blocking it in front of you.

Rumble!

Various spells and auras smashed the yellow hills, dust flew, and the wind and clouds were swept wildly, causing great excitement.

While the puppet beast stopped Xiaoyaozi, Zhao Ming took out a silver talisman. The surface of the talisman was full of runes as big as rice grains. These runes were like living things, twisting constantly, emitting a terrifying wave of magic power.

The seventh-grade talisman, the sky-receiving talisman, and the eighth-grade formation cannot be stopped.

That's right, Zhao Ming was about to escape. He was uneasy recently. Someone was vaguely going to deal with him, leaving the green mountains without fear of burning fire. On the surface, the enemy was just a sixth-level holy beast, but he felt that the enemy had a secret weapon.

Either the enemy is passed through humans, or the enemy has helpers, no matter which one it is, he does not want to bet on his life.

At this moment, a dazzling light of inspiration lit up in his arms, and a huge palace suddenly appeared above his head, which was Linglong Palace.

Linglong Palace emitted a large piece of colorful light to cover Zhao Ming, and Zhao Ming was unable to move immediately.

He never expected that there was something wrong with the dragon ball in his arms.

He immediately understood that Zhao Kangming was controlled by someone, otherwise he would not have colluded with outsiders to murder him. As for the formation, it is likely that Zhao Kangming arranged it. If someone else was replaced, it would never be possible.

Shi Yue flew out of Linglong Palace, holding a pair of golden scissors in his hand.

He didn't expect things to go so smoothly. He thought it would take more trouble, but he didn't expect to suppress Zhao Ming so easily.
Chapter completed!