The young man surnamed Gong and his disciples stepped among them. Wen Tianbao stood outside the hall, his expression changing. Just as the young man surnamed Gong was pondering, he vaguely felt a cold breath seeping into his body and heading straight for his sea of ​​consciousness. Fortunately, he was protected by Baoyu. When this cold breath touched the sea of ​​consciousness, it dissipated like smoke.

‘This person obviously has a problem!’ Wen Tianbao felt a terrified. He simply did not leave, but stood several feet away from the hall. The "sound" among the five senses was stimulated, and all kinds of complicated sounds filled his ears from all directions. Wen Tianbao's ears moved and buzzed, placing these mixed sounds. He held his breath and focused on the main hall, and the sound in the hall gradually amplified.

"You are all true disciples, so there is no need to be so polite. I just want to investigate and see what's wrong with you." Elder He's voice came slowly. Just when Wen Tianbao was 'shape', that is, to stimulate his eyes to peek, the originally open door closed with a creak.

‘What’s going on?’ Wen Tianbao had to use the 'sound' to sense one by one. But strangely, what he heard was a series of disorderly fluctuations, and the words in them could no longer be heard clearly.

After hearing it for a while, he forced himself to sense the closed spiritual consciousness, concentrate, and the cochlea began to incite, and finally vaguely heard two words, one of which was Elder He's shout: "Fang Yu, what are you thinking about?!"

Another voice was the sinister laughter of a young man surnamed Gong: "If I take the initiative to ask you to search, wouldn't I have to destroy myself? But now I can't hide it anymore, so today I will simply turn the Danding Sect into a sea of ​​corpses!"

Wen Tianbao stood not far from the hall. He felt an invisible wave coming from the hall, directly covering the inside and outside of the hall. Feeling the impact of this wave, Wen Tianbao quickly retreated, but was still shocked and vomited blood.

A circular force field blocked the entire hall inside and outside, with fluctuations and undulations flashing with complex and mysterious formation patterns. Wen Tianbao bent his knees outside the force field, closed his eyes and breathing. In the moment of the shock, he had already shaken his internal organs to displace. If his physique had not changed, an ordinary monk would have suffered this blow and had already broken his internal organs and died. After a few breaths, he barely supported his body. Under this force field, his five senses were useless, and he could not even get close.

Some guard disciples outside also immediately discovered the situation. Various magical methods attacked, but could only form a small ripples on the force field.

"I'm informing Elder Tan and Elder Gu!" A foundation-building monk shouted.

"The two elders are not in the sect now..." a disciple said.

"What, what should I do?" The disciples watched the unbreakable force field, full of anxiety.

At this moment, the originally silent force field began to expand from the inside out, like a balloon. Some disciples knew something was wrong and quickly avoided it. Wen Tianbao also quickly drove the flying sword and flew to the air not far from the hall. Suddenly, a shocking explosion sounded, and a cloud of mushrooms rose up in the entire hall, and countless pieces of rubble were all flying out. Even the huge cauldron outside the hall was blown away. Some disciples who had no time to escape were immediately shaken by the shock wave, and a pool of blood was sprinkled on the bluestone slab.

Many disciples were discouraged when they saw all this. Even the main hall was broken. Does the Danding Sect have any meaning of existence? This sect has almost been in name only!

Suddenly, dozens of figures appeared in the smoke and dust. In front of the figures, a five-color light shield was supported. This light shield was like a turtle shell, extremely hard. No matter how powerful magic impacted it, it could only shake it, but it could not be broken. Outside the light shield, the smoke spread, and the figures of eight people gradually appeared. Five of them were bleeding from the corners of their mouths, and they couldn't help but breathe. The other three were unscathed. The old man in front slowly spoke, like Hong Zhong Dalu: "Fang Yu, it's still time for you to hand over the treasure now! I may only suppress you and the devil in prison to prevent you from dying. But if you insist on your own, you are enemies of my entire sect, and if you have the devil's help, you will be seeking death!"

What the old man refers to was a young man standing in front of him in the void. The young man was a young man surnamed Gong. The blood flashed in his eyes, like an evil demon coming to the world. His clothes were shattered, and his muscles were tangled, which contained a strong fluctuation of power. With his arms raised, he seemed to be able to control the birth and death of everyone.

Wen Tianbao and a group of disciples of the Danding Sect drove the flying sword, floating in the air not far away. As they watched all this, everyone was frightened. At this time, the young man surnamed Gong sneered, but he didn't say anything. A very evil voice sounded from his body, "I will never die, but you, the group of hypocritical people, will all die! It will become my nourishment!" Almost every disciple who heard it was confused, with a look of evil spirit, and his eyes burst out with a blood-red light.

Wen Tianbao only felt a surge of evil spirit entering his body and rushing into the sea of ​​consciousness. But as soon as he entered the sea of ​​consciousness, he saw the light of Baoyu waves ignited, and the evil spirit immediately dissipated, turning into pure spiritual power, and integrating into the sea of ​​consciousness. With the invasion of evil spirits, his spirit became more and more energetic, as if his spirit was greatly nourished. The spiritual consciousness originally locked in the sea of ​​consciousness showed signs of looseness.

Just when Wen Tianbao was feeling comfortable to absorb evil energy, he suddenly felt a warning, and two consecutive flying swords rushed towards him, all of which were intermediate magic weapons. Wen Tianbao slapped the storage bag, and a magic plate turned around, intertwined with the two flying swords, making a series of harsh cutting sounds.

He suddenly turned around. At this time, two disciples of the eighth-level Qi Refining Level, with their blood-lit eyes, stepped on the floating clouds, and controlled the flying sword while approaching Wen Tianbao. Although Wen Tianbao stepped on the flying sword, it was not as fast as the floating clouds, it was more agile. He quickly controlled the magic plate and pushed away the two people's flying swords.

The two of them were obviously confused and had simple fighting thinking, but did not know how to fight roundaboutly. While manipulating the flying sword, they did not use other magic to bombard. Wen Tianbao then took the weight and tangled with the two for a long time.

During the fight, Wen Tianbao gradually walked behind a disciple. While blocking the flying sword while using the magic plate, he used the "Wooden Sword Technique!" Seven or eight light green small swords rushed out and pierced through one of the disciples. What was amazing was that the disciple seemed to be immortal, with seven or eight big holes all over his body, and he couldn't stop bleeding, but he didn't shout, and he could still use his spiritual power smoothly.

At this time, there were a few spiritual power fluctuations behind him, and the whistling sound of the magic weapon sounded. "Damn it!" Wen Tianbao hurriedly drove the flying sword and turned around, took out countless silver balls and silver cones from the storage bag, and threw them at the disciples. This thing beats the number and can harass the enemy. Especially for this group of disciples who were almost mentally lost and did not know how to dodge, it was almost a big killing weapon.

At the same time, he suddenly used the flame technique. Now his flame technique seems to have undergone a new change, which is more solid than before. It seems to be no longer a flame, but a fireball. But this fireball has a green flame heart, with a rolling heat, and two fireballs hit the two people in front of him.

As expected, the two of them did not dodge, and were still numbly driving the flying sword and fighting Wen Tianbao's magic plate. In a blink of an eye, the fireball exploded on the two of them, and a burnt smell emanated. The two of them were fixed in the air, motionless, and the clouds under their feet also lost their spiritual power supply and gradually became thinner. Soon, the two fell from the air, and they could not die anymore.

"Kill!" Several more disciples rushed from all directions. These disciples obviously did not have as deep evil spirit as the two of them. They still maintained a certain degree of consciousness, but they did not distinguish between enemies and us, and they killed wildly.

Facing so many disciples, Wen Tianbao no longer wants to fight head-on, and he will drive the flying sword and fall down sharply.

As soon as it fell several feet, a strong fluctuation felt a strong fluctuation fluctuating from above. When Wen Tianbao's magic plate came out, it blocked the top of his head, but he still felt a strong bombardment, and even the magic plate was sunk for most of the time.

Wen Tianbao looked up and saw a young man named Gong retreating with a shadow. He made a gesture in his hand, as if he had triggered some secret method. A trace of blood oozed out of the corner of his mouth, and even his skin began to crack. He saw that the sky, which was more than ten feet in radius, suddenly dimmed, and the white clouds turned black and gray, and then condensed into a huge black and indescribable demon shadow.

This huge demon shadow fell from the sky, causing everyone to feel cold in their hearts. Some evil aura entered their bodies, and the disciples who were confused in their minds were even frozen in the air by the powerful aura of the demon shadow. Then the demon shadow slowly descended, and the faces of these disciples began to turn into ashes, turning into particles and blending into the demon shadow.

Elder He also appeared under the Demon Shadow, but there was no sluggishness. He looked at the Demon Shadow and suddenly waved his sleeves to lift some disciples behind him, exclaiming, "Be careful, this is the secret technique of the Demon Shadow, Demon Shadow! Those whose cultivation is lower than the Rongyuan stage will leave, otherwise they will be sucked into it and will strengthen the Demon Shadow!"

"It's late!" I saw the shadow on the young man named Gong flashing, and a cold shout. Suddenly, the demon shadow flashed with dark light, and countless evil auras were shrouded down. Many low-level disciples actually flew towards the demon shadow on their own and took the initiative to sacrifice the nutrients that became the demon shadow. At the same time, the shadow on the young man named Gong was even clearer, and the mind of the young man named Gong was also a little confused, and various complex emotions were intertwined on his face.

Wen Tianbao was shocked when he saw many disciples being sucked into the air. Although he was not invaded by evil spirits, he was energetic, but he did not dare to move. His meager cultivation was not enough to save his life.
Chapter completed!