After seeing these human monks, Feng Ming's eyes flashed with purple light, his arms spread out, and turned into a pair of huge black wings, making her look like a black phoenix.

The old man in white was surprised and happy to see this: "The seventh-level Phantom is equivalent to the cultivation level of the early stage of the Yuanshen! Haha, this time we will make great contributions!"

Feng Ming spread his wings and turned into a black wind, rushing directly towards Han Yueming who was hiding in the corner.

The three monks in white immediately took action. The old man sacrificed a thunder whip with countless blue arcs jumping, and the other two sacrificed a golden sword.

Feng Ming ignored the attacks of the three white monks and rushed directly to Han Yueming.

"Puff!" A black wind roared, and the extremely sharp winged phantom of Feng Ming's body pierced a big hole in Han Yueming's chest.

Han Yueming died immediately! At this moment, the thunder whip and two golden swords attacked Feng Ming. The golden sword flashed and cut off several feathers from the phantom; and the thunder whip defeated the phantom on the left half of Feng Ming.

The old man in white was overjoyed. The attacks of the three of them were not impossible to avoid. However, Feng Ming was willing to withstand this round of attacks and was injured in order to kill Han Yueming. In this way, the monk in white had the upper hand.

"Oh no!" Li Muran, who had just chased him here, couldn't help but change his face when he saw this scene.

These three treasures are not only spiritual treasures, but also treasures specially used to deal with the power of divine thoughts, which are very restraining the magical powers of Meizu monks. These people are indeed prepared.

The spiritual pressure emitted by these three white-clothed monks has reached the state of returning to nature, making Li Muran elusive. They should be all cultivators in the Yuanshen Stage.

"Go away!" Feng Ming shouted loudly to Li Muran.

Feng Ming's figure flashed, turned into a black shadow, and flew to Li Muran. Her phantom wings spread out, like a tight barrier, protecting behind her and Li Muran.

The sword lights and lightning struck Feng Ming's phantom's wings, defeating the feathers on the pair of wings.

Li Muran knew very well that the magical power of Meizu monks' phantoms is closely related to their lives. If the phantom is damaged, Meizu monks must be seriously injured. However, Feng Ming did not say a word and still tried his best to protect himself and Li Muran, but there was a trace of blood flowing down the corners of his mouth.

Suddenly, a layer of shining aura appeared around Li Muran and Feng Ming. Among the aura, Li Muran and Feng Ming felt like they were trapped in a quagmire, and their flight speed was greatly reduced.

"You go first!" Feng Ming suddenly flapped his wings, and an invisible huge force rolled Li Muran and sent him dozens of feet away. She turned around and faced the three powerful enemies who were chasing her alone and coldly.

Of course, Li Muran would not just leave Feng Ming behind. He immediately sacrificed seven or eight immortal fire talismans and used the magic tricks to stimulate them one by one.

The immortal fire talisman turned into fire lights and flew towards the three monks in white. None of the three monks cared too much.

"Boom boom boom!" The immortal fire talisman turned into a huge fire and exploded near the three of them.

However, at the moment when the power of the explosion was released, the three of them dodged to the side at a very fast speed, or directly escaped dozens of feet away with teleportation techniques, avoiding the center of the explosion.

The aftermath of the explosion shattered the protective lights of two of the white monks. The white clothes on their bodies were also burned a little, but they were not seriously injured.

Li Muran frowned and thought to himself, it was a pity. This immortal fire talisman is invincible in the lower realm, but in the spiritual world, it is still difficult to cause too much damage when encountering a real Yuanshen cultivator.

After all, this talisman is simply powerful in destructive power, but it cannot trap the other party. As long as the opponent is skillful, quick in response, and dodges in time, there will be no big trouble. Moreover, if you cannot succeed in a sneak attack, the effect will be even more slight.

When Li Muran saw this scene, a purple light suddenly flashed in his eyes. His cultivation had not fully recovered. Now he was just the magic power of the late stage of the true body. Faced with these powerful enemies in the Yuanshen stage, he knew that his strength was not enough, so he had to inspire the Phantom magic power.

Li Muran's pupils obviously turned purple, and a pair of gorgeous seven-color wings also emerged on his back.

Li Muran was about to use his phantom magic power to meet the enemy, but suddenly the Feng Ming beside him swept his wings and knocked Li Muran away dozens of feet away.

Li Muran was shocked, but he was not injured. He just looked at Feng Ming in confusion.

"You can't control the Phantom at all. Your strength is only at the level of the real body stage. Staying here is just a mess for me. Why don't you leave quickly!" Feng Ming said coldly.

"I won't leave!" Li Muran said resolutely. With his sleeves swinged, two seven-flame moths flew out in a ray of light.

The seven-flame moth opened its mouth and spit out two tiny balls of fire, waving its wings at the same time.

This tiny fire ball immediately ignited the fire-attribute spiritual energy between the surrounding heaven and earth. Under the flapping of the wings of the seven-flame moths, it formed a sea of ​​fire, sweeping around like a tide.

The sea of ​​fire spread very quickly, and in an instant, three monks in white were wrapped in it.

The Seven Flame Moths can use the surrounding fire-attribute spiritual energy, so the stronger the surrounding heaven and earth vital energy, the stronger their strength; at this time, the strength they exert is much better than when they were in the lower realm!

"You can actually use the energy of heaven and earth, which is a spiritual sect that is equivalent to the level of the Yuanshen stage!" The three white-clothed monks were all shocked. Obviously, they did not expect Li Muran to be able to sacrifice such a quality Gu insect.

The spiritual treasures in the hands of these three white-clothed monks are all treasures targeting the magical powers of Meizu monks, and it is not appropriate to deal with this pure fire-attribute magical power.

After being swept by the sea of ​​fire, the protective light on the three people's bodies was immediately shaking; the three people had to consume a lot of magic power to barely resist the sea of ​​fire. However, these three people were not ordinary people, and each used strange teleportation magical powers and escaped from the sea of ​​fire.

"Fellow Daoist Fengming, you go first, I'll come to the palace behind!" Li Muran said in a voice transmission: "I have a way to leave safely!"

Feng Ming didn't expect that Li Muran had such a quality fire-attribute insect, and even the cultivator of the Yuanshen stage had to retreat, which was also shocked and happy.

"You must come back!" Feng Ming whispered to Li Muran, then rushed out of the surrounding spiritual light, turned into a black shadow, and sank into the night sky.

After Feng Ming walked away, Li Muran immediately spread his wings on his back.

A brilliant inspiration flashed on his wings, Li Muran's figure disappeared out of thin air, and the Seven Flame Moth was taken away by him.

The sea of ​​fire around Li Muran immediately dissipated. Three monks in white rushed to the vicinity, but could not find Li Muran's whereabouts at all.

"We are waiting for the three early stage monks of the Yuanshen stage, besieging two Meizu monks of the seventh-level phantom, and actually let them run away!" The old man in white investigated and was quite angry.

"The seventh-level phantom is equivalent to the early stage of the Yuanshen, and its realm is not below us. Moreover, that kid is an extremely rare phantom with space magical powers and can't teleport at once. No wonder we wait." A monk said.

"Senior Brother Zhang said it well. That kid's methods are strange and not like ordinary Meizu. I waited for a moment and was not prepared enough to let him escape." The other person echoed.

"That's right. If it weren't for the weird insects and amazingly powerful talismans, I would have killed or captured them alive!" The old man in white said with some reluctance.

The three of them were looking for reasons for their mistakes, and suddenly a light of inspiration flew out from not far away and landed in front of the three of them.

With a glimmer of inspiration, he turned into a heroic young man. This man looked very young, but his aura was extremely powerful, obviously above the three monks in white.

When the three monks in white were shocked when they saw this person, they also became extremely respectful.

"See Senior Brother Lingyu!" The three of them saluted the young man one after another. This person was the only disciple of the leader of the Weidao Sect - and the Lingyu Swordsman recognized as the most talented Lingyu swordsman in the Weidao Sect. All the monks of the Weidao Sect call him Senior Brother Lingyu or Lingyu Master Uncle.

"Hmph, you are fortunately not leaving these two Meizu cultivators behind. Otherwise, not only will the master be in trouble, but you and the strength of the three of you may not be their opponents!" Ling Yu said coldly.

"It's a big deal for the sect leader? Why did Senior Brother Lingyu say this?" The old man in white was startled. He thought of the sect leader's sternness towards the monk in the sect, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Lingyu said, "Master has long expected that Meizu monks will come to take revenge, so I ordered me to wait here. However, I did not want to kill them, but to try to find out their whereabouts and then catch them all in one go! You three guys are also ambushing here, almost ruining the big thing. Fortunately, you are not strong enough and let them run away."

"So that's it!" The old man in white smiled and said, "In this way, those Meizu monks will reduce their vigilance. We accidentally hit him and finally did not make any mistakes. Are the two Meizu monks very strong just now?"

"Very strong!" Ling Yu said: "It's fine that female cultivator. Although her strength is not bad, it is at most the level of the early and mid-stage Yuanshen. However, the phantom magic power sacrificed by the male cultivator is actually the rumored Sky-Devouring Charm."

"Swallowing the Sky?" The old man in white was stunned.

Ling Yu nodded: "That is one of the strongest phantom magical powers of Meizu cultivators, which is very rare. However, I happened to see my senior brother once many years ago. It was a Meizu female cultivator in black robe. At that time, her cultivation level was far less than that of my senior brother, so she could take a few moves and actually escaped from me with the help of the space magical power! This is a humiliation in my life, so I remember it very clearly!"

Speaking of this, Ling Yu frowned slightly and looked into the night sky in the distance.
Chapter completed!