Chapter 1057: Patriarch Helps (Don't Subscribe Now)

With a thought in their minds, the two of them radiated spiritual light, and a thick light curtain appeared on their bodies.

Two black ax blades struck their aura of body protection. The aura of body protection flickered wildly and then dimmed. They flew backward like kites with broken strings.

Han Debiao felt his qi and blood surging, and his breathing was not smooth, and Liang Youshan spurted out a big mouthful of blood again.

If the black-robed old man was driving the Tongtian Lingbao, they would have died.

A gust of wind blew by, and the old man in black robe suddenly appeared in front of Liang Youshan, punching Liang Youshan's head with his right fist, if he couldn't dodge, Liang Youshan would surely die.

Liang Youshan's face changed drastically, she flicked her sleeves, and a large expanse of white sword energy swept out, striking the old man in black one after another, with a muffled "clang clang" sound and sparks flying everywhere.

The black-robed old man didn't have any scars on his body. He seemed to have noticed something, and his figure flickered and disappeared from where he was.

A giant gleaming golden stick swept across and almost hit the old man in black robe.

Liang Youshan broke into a cold sweat from fright, and a white light radiated from her body, and a thick white light curtain emerged out of thin air to protect her whole body.

With a pinch of her sword art, the four white flying swords trembled slightly, and there was a piercing sword cry. The four white flying swords burst into dazzling white light, and they split into thousands of identical flying swords, slashing towards The old man in black robe.

The black-robed old man took a deep breath, let out a beast roar that resounded throughout the world, and spewed out a dark sound wave.

Like the autumn wind sweeping the fallen leaves, the black sound wave easily defeated the attacking white flying sword, and went straight to Liang Youshan.

Before the black sound wave got close, a strong sense of oppression came over her face. Liang Youshan raised her right hand, and a flying sword with white light flew out, slashing at the black sound wave.

With a loud noise, the white flying sword flew backwards, and the black sound wave also exploded.

There was a loud sound of breaking wind, dense black fist shadows flew towards, and instantly arrived in front of the black-robed old man. The black-robed old man swung his double axes, released dense black ax blades, and greeted them.

There was a loud rumbling noise and billowing air waves.

Heavy sticks and shadows descended from the sky, like a mountain reaching the sky, hitting the old man in black robe.

The old man in black swung his double axes to meet him. At the same time, he sprayed out a gray will-o'-the-wisp and landed on the golden giant stick.

The giant golden stick flickered non-stop, and the aura quickly dimmed, showing a look of complete loss of spirituality.

The aura of the twin axes in the hands of the old man in black rose sharply, and small cracks appeared on the surface of the golden giant stick, and the cracks continued to expand.

Han Debiao's face turned red, he took a deep breath, and pressed hard, the body of the black-robed old man sank, and his legs sank into the ground.

The black-robed old man snorted coldly, the black ax in his hand suddenly shone brightly, and the giant golden stick was broken inch by inch, torn apart.

An ear-piercing sword sound sounded, and a white long rainbow flew towards it with the momentum like a rainbow. Wherever it passed, a large amount of ice chips appeared in the void, and the ground also froze.

There was a "crackling" bone sound from the body of the old man in black robe, his body swelled up, and the double axes struck at the white Changhong.

There was a muffled sound of "Keng", sparks flew everywhere, and the white Changhong showed its true face. It was a huge white sword that held up to the sky. The giant sword that held up to the sky was blocked by the black giant axe and could not move forward.

The aura of the black giant ax in the hands of the black-robed old man surged, and the giant sword that held up to the sky flickered non-stop.

The grimace on the blade of the ax spewed out a black filament, entangled the Qingtian giant sword, and wrapped the sword body.

The Qingtian giant sword kept shaking, and the aura dimmed.

There was an ear-piercing sound from the white giant sword, the sword light rose sharply, a gust of white cold air gushed out from the sword body, and it began to freeze. The ice continued to spread and spread rapidly, running towards the black-robed old man.

The black-robed old man opened his mouth and spewed out a jet of black flame, hitting the sword body, the ice layer melted quickly and could not continue to spread.

There was a loud sound of breaking wind, and a black fist shadow swept towards him. Wherever it passed, the void vibrated and twisted, and it instantly hit him in front of him.

A green light shot out from the eyes of the black-robed old man, collided with the black fist shadow, and both died together. A powerful wave of air broke out, and the ground was overturned.

The black-robed old man was safe and sound, with a black light on his body, and with his arms, he sent the giant sword flying out.

In the middle of the journey, the giant sword turned into Liang Youshan and four flying swords with white lights.

Several streaks of black light flew towards him, Liang Youshan pinched the sword art, and four white flying swords greeted him.

There was a muffled sound of "Keng Keng", sparks flew everywhere, and a black light pierced through Liang Youshan's left shoulder.

Liang Youshan let out a scream, bleeding profusely from her left shoulder.

"Sister Shan, be careful."

Han Debiao's hurried voice came to his ears, and Liang Youshan's reaction was quick. Enduring the severe pain, he pinched the formula, and a thick white light curtain emerged out of thin air.

The void fluctuated together, and a pitch-black ghost claw emerged out of thin air. The ghost claw's slender and black nails hit the white light curtain, and there was a muffled sound.

The white light curtain shattered like paper paste, and countless white sword qi flew out, piercing through the black ghost claws.

Liang Youshan felt numb and dizzy, turned her head and saw that the blood flowing from her left shoulder was black.

Apparently, she was poisoned.

Liang Youshan quickly took out a golden pill, swallowed it, and took out a cyan porcelain bottle, poured out some cyan powder, and sprinkled it on the wound.

A gust of wind blew by, and the black-robed old man suddenly came in front of Liang Youshan, swung his two axes, and slashed at Liang Youshan, as if to split her in half.

At this moment, an angry beast roar sounded, and a red long rainbow flew towards the head of the old man in black robe with astonishing heat waves.

The black-robed old man turned a blind eye and continued to attack Liang Youshan. He used the ghost-possessing technique, his physical body was strong, and he would have no problem resisting the Tongtian Lingbao.

Liang Youshan is not a physical trainer, but she couldn't withstand his blow.

At this moment, a group of golden flames lit up and turned into a huge liger, blocking Liang Youshan.

The old man in black swung his two axes and struck the liger on the head.

There was a muffled sound of "Keng Keng", sparks splashed, and some brown blood flowed from the head of the liger.

The liger screamed again and again, opened its bloody mouth, and spewed out a stream of golden flames, hitting the old man in black robe. The old man in black robe was drowned by the golden flames.

The black-robed old man screamed in pain, his body surface was radiant, and the golden flames on his body slowly dissipated.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, Liang Youshan turned into a ray of light and flew to Han Debiao's side.

As soon as she landed, she almost fell to the ground, her body was limp, and she couldn't even stand upright. It was obvious that she was not poisoned by ordinary poison.

Two escaping lights flew from a distance, it was Han Zhangxiang and Han Wenlong.

Their eyes were heavy and their faces were murderous.

Han Debiao heaved a sigh of relief when he saw Han Zhangxiang and Han Wenlong. The patriarch arrived, that's all.

Seeing Han Zhangxiang and Han Wenlong, the old man in black frowned.

With one against four, he is not so arrogant. The aftereffects of the ghostly technique are not small. If it lasts for too long, he will lose his mind and become a half-human, half-ghost monster who only knows how to kill.

The black-robed old man looked up to the sky and screamed, and let out a miserable devil's cry, which made people feel depressed.

The four of Han Zhangxiang were dizzy and couldn't stand still.

A gust of black air gushed out from the body of the old man in black robe, covering his whole body.

At this moment, a strange hiss sounded, and the head of the black-robed old man sank.

When he regained consciousness, a red fire phoenix hundreds of feet in size flew towards him. Before he got close, the ground couldn't bear the high temperature and ignited spontaneously.

The old man in black robe was startled, he quickly opened his mouth and spewed out a stream of black will-o'-the-wisp, and went up to him.

With a loud noise, the black will-o'-the-wisp couldn't stop the red fire phoenix at all, and was swallowed by the red fire phoenix.

The red fire phoenix collided with the old man in black robe, the billowing flames engulfed the old man in black robe, and the old man in black robe let out a scream.

Han Zhangxiang sacrificed the Chijiao Saber, and slashed at the black-robed old man below.

There was an ear-piercing sound of the knife, and the dense red knife energy swept out, like a red torrent, heading straight for the black-robed old man.

A dark sound wave swept over, and the red torrent shattered like an egg hitting a stone.

After hearing a deafening explosion, the red torrent and the black sound wave died together, and powerful waves of air burst out.

With a flash of blue light, a small blue brick suddenly appeared above the head of the black-robed old man. After the blinding blue light lit up, the small blue brick exploded in size and hit the black-robed old man.

A huge black bear rushed over, moved its arms, and collided with the huge blue brick.

After the muffled sound of "bang bang", the huge blue brick flew upside down.

A black light flew over, and it was a black painting scroll, and some ghosts could be seen on the painting.

They let out a "woo hoo" sound of devil crying, and each spewed out a black misty thread, which entangled the huge blue brick and pulled it into the black scroll.

A ray of light flew from a distance, and it was a flying boat with blue light flashing. Han Changming and Ye Xin stood on it, their faces were pale, and they looked like they were seriously injured.

Han Changming and Ye Xin hadn't fully healed yet. After sacrificing the treasures, they were about to look for the control center. They were attracted by the sound of fighting skills.

Han Changming used his golden eyes and true pupils, and found that Han Debiao was fighting the enemy, so he rushed over immediately.

"Hundred ghost prisoner spirit map! How did this treasure fall into your hands?"

The old man in black robe was shocked when he saw the black scroll.

With a pinch of Han Changming's spell, the black ghost spewed out dense black threads again, heading straight for the giant black bear.

Naturally, the black-robed old man would not sit idly by. Just as he was about to make a move to stop him, another extremely weird hiss sounded.

The black-robed old man felt a splitting headache and couldn't control himself. When he returned to normal, the black silk thread had already entangled the black giant bear and pulled it into the black scroll.

At the same time, a cloud of red saber energy descended from the sky, slashing at the body of the black-robed old man one after another. There were a large number of knife marks on the body of the black-robed old man, which was full of scars.

The liger spewed out a stream of golden flames, which drowned the black-robed old man. Ye Xin, Han Changming and others attacked the black-robed old man one after another.

Two big yellow hands broke through the ground, grabbing the feet of the black-robed old man like lightning, immobilizing him.

"No······"

The black-robed old man let out a desperate cry, and the dense magic aura drowned the black-robed old man's figure.

After the loud bang, the earth shook and the mountains shook.

Han Changming flicked his sleeves, and a piece of gravel with yellow light flashing non-stop flew out. The yellow gravel suddenly condensed high in the sky, turning into a yellow sand sword, submerged in the spiritual light, and let out a scream.

A miniature Nascent Soul flew out of the body, and before it flew far, a large piece of red saber energy came towards him, smashing it to pieces.

After a while, the smoke dissipated, and there was a huge pit on the ground, and there was a charred black corpse in the huge pit.

The six of Han Changming breathed a sigh of relief at the same time, and they flew down in front of Han Debiao one after another.

Ye Xin searched the black-robed old man's belongings and burned the body.

"Chang Ming, Ye Xin, why did you suffer such serious injuries?"

Han Zhangxiang asked with concern.

Han Changming briefly explained what happened. The cultivators from Xuanyinmen came in, and they had to leave here as soon as possible.

"This is the treasure house of the Qiankun Sect. If we get the things inside, our family will develop faster."

Han Debiao pointed to the giant tower and said.

Han Zhangxiang nodded, and they attacked the tower gate together.

In less than half a quarter of an hour, the tower gate was broken.

Han Debiao, Han Zhangxiang, and Han Wenlong went in to get the treasure, while Han Changming, Liang Youshan, and Ye Xin were on guard outside.

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On a steep peak that reaches the sky, there is a loud explosion from time to time, and some red flames can be vaguely seen.

On the top of the mountain is a huge bluestone square, where you can see a resplendent and resplendent palace, with the three characters "Qiankun Palace" written on the plaque.

Li Tianhe and a skinny gray-robed old man stood at the gate of Qiankun Hall, their expressions excited.

According to the clues, this is the control center of the Qiankunzong ruins. If they control this place, they will control Qianguangdongtian.

The gate of Qiankun Palace was closed, and a thick seven-color light curtain covered the gate. There were countless seven-color runes on the surface of the seven-color light curtain.

"Break the ban by hand! When the time comes, activate the ban, lock everyone here, and then slowly clean them up."

The old man in gray robe said in a deep voice.

He sacrificed three throwing knives with black lights that kept flickering, and hit the seven-color light curtain one after another.

Li Tianhe took out the formation flag and disk, intending to break the formation with formation.

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At the entrance of Qianguang Cave, Qian Yin led his disciples to guard the entrance with a dignified expression.

Two escaping lights flew out from the entrance, very fast.

As soon as they flew out of Qianguangdongtian, they were discovered by Xuanyinmen.

"Stop them, absolutely not let them escape."

Qian Yin ordered.

As soon as the words fell, more than a dozen formations burst into light, releasing various spells such as flames and lightning, attacking the two rays of light.

The two escaped lights were a fat old man in red robe and a girl in green skirt with ordinary features. They were Lin Chu and Song Qingqing, but they changed their faces for fear of being recognized.

"court death!"

Lin Chu snorted coldly, raised a red flag, and released billowing flames to attack the disciples of Xuanyin Sect. Song Qingqing was not idle either. With a pinch of the formula, countless thick blue thorns drilled out of the ground, weaving into a big blue net. protect them.

For a while, there were continuous explosions, air waves billowing, and all kinds of spiritual lights interspersed.

Lin Chu and Song Qingqing were injured, but Qian Yin was only in the early stage of transformation. With a few sets of fifth-order formations, it would not be so easy to kill Lin Chu and Song Qingqing, and it would not be easy for Lin Chu and Song Qingqing to break out of the encirclement.

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