There are four forest veins in Luoxian Sect. in. Bai Lin is the most precious. Bailin is rich in Bailing trees. As a high-grade spiritual wood, Bai Lingmu is famous for its hardness, lightness, and quick psychic ability. It is considered as the standard configuration of Luo Xian Sect's magic weapon. now. Outside Bai Lin. Wang Huan held a red brocade and stood at the front of the team with a petite figure. He held his head high and his chest high, looking heroic and somewhat like a red owl. Bai Lin is the territory she is protecting. And opposite him.
A group of longevity sect disciples wearing black robes and gloomy expressions were watching eagerly. "I hate silence." The second senior brother of Changshou Sect, Chang Lin, ranked second among the younger generation of Changshou Sect in the early stage of foundation building. "What are you talking about? Just do it." Wang Huan has learned the true story of Chi Xiao, he can do it, and he will never make a fuss. The disciples of the Luo Xian Sect accepted the order, and the magic weapon in their hands trembled and turned into several rays of light, killing the disciples of the Longevity Sect. "I haven't tasted such a spicy girl for a long time, I like it." Chang Lin waved. Everyone in the longevity sect immediately counterattacked. Without saying a word, the two sides controlled the magic weapon and fought in this void. The powerful spiritual energy exploded, destroying the surrounding mountains and forests. The magical power penetrates the sky, and the magic weapon shakes the mountain. Immortal cultivators are so domineering in their battles. This was not the first time that the two sides had fought in groups. They had known how much the other party had, which made the fight extremely fierce. "Junior sister Wang Huan, I have to say that senior brother likes women like you very much. If you agree to spend the weekend with me, I can consider it and give you a few days of grace. When your senior sister Chi Xiao returns, I will You take them both together.” Chang Lin's face was full of lust, and a black fairy sword appeared in his hand. "snort!" Although Wang Huan is small, he is very hot-tempered. It was like Nezha, the red brocade was flying, and it was withdrawn with the backhand.
"Well done." Chang Lin didn't care at all about Wang Huan and other Luo Xian Sect disciples, he was just having fun. The decision is praised. The black flying sword slammed into the red brocade. "Bang!" A dull sound echoed in the void, and where the two magic weapons collided, a shock wave visible to the naked eye spread. "Coming." Chang Lin shouted, extremely excited. The black fairy sword turned into a black python in the blink of an eye and bit Wang Huan. Wang Huan was meticulous, and the red brocade returned and turned into a defense, surrounding her. "Bang..." Under the muffled sound, the black python did not shake her red brocade defense. On the contrary, Wang Huan gave a sharp shout. "Red Brocade·Trapped Dragon." The red brocade bound the black python in a blink of an eye. "Red Brocade·Fire Flame." Wang Huan was decisive. On the red brocade, red flames burned. "Hiss, hiss..." The black python roared. It was originally an evil thing, but now it was being burned by red flames, so how could it survive. After struggling wildly, he did not escape from the binding of the red brocade. With a final bang, it turned into a black fairy sword. The black fairy sword tried to fly back to Chang Lin's hand, but it was Wang Huan who controlled the red brocade, swinging its tail like a dragon, and struck it with a banging sound. The black second-grade flying sword was immediately drawn and split into pieces, losing its spirituality. "Damn girl, you dare to destroy my magic weapon." Chang Lin was furious and immediately threw out several spiritual talismans in his hand and attacked Wang Huan fiercely. Wang Huan stepped on the void, surrounded by red brocade, blocking all spiritual talisman attacks.
"Skyfire is popular." Wang Huan clasped his hands together and pressed down suddenly. The red brocade emits dazzling red light and turns into countless fashions falling from the sky. Chang Lin was shocked and hurriedly tried his best to defend himself. "Boom boom boom..." Under the series of explosions, Chang Lin vomited blood and was severely injured. Battles between immortal cultivators, especially battles in the foundation-building period, often end in a very short period of time. Whoever has the strongest magical power and the strongest magic weapon will win in the end. "You alone are worthy of mentioning my senior sister." Wang Huan's contempt was without any modification. "Wang Huan, you really don't have to drink wine as a penalty." Chang Lin's face was gloomy and terrible: "Today, you and I have to make a decision." Chang Lin looked arrogant and shouted: "Senior brother, help me." Under the words. Whoosh. In the jungle, a black flying sword sprang out and headed straight for Wang Huan. Wang Huan was well prepared, and with a movement of his body, he rode the red brocade to escape. But the black flying sword has locked her, making it difficult to escape. "Go away." Wang Huan shouted fiercely, and the red brocade struck the black flying sword hard. But the black flying sword trembled suddenly, immediately removing the strength of the red brocade, and then approached Wang Huan again. "Red Brocade · Sky Cone." Seeing this, Wang Huan suddenly swung the red brocade with his arm, which immediately turned into a red sky cone and fiercely faced the black flying sword. The two collide. A tyrannical force immediately shook the sky cone away, and with a whooshing sound, the black flying sword flew past Wang Huan's ear. Wang Huan immediately broke into a cold sweat. The response was extremely quick. "retreat." With a sharp shout, he took the lead into Bai Lin's forest protection formation.
The disciples of the Luoxian Sect who were fighting reacted very quickly. They all broke out to force their opponents back and retreated into the forest protection formation in an orderly manner. "Senior Sister Huanhuan, are you not injured?" Someone came forward to ask about Wang Huan's injury. Wang Huan shook his head and said that he was not injured. "Junior sister Wang Huan, why did you retreat? Come out and fight." Chang Lin took a healing pill and continued to stand at the front of the team arrogantly. "Chang Lin, do you have some shame? You can't beat Senior Sister Huan Huan, so you ask the disciples of the previous generation to help. You Changshou Sect are really shameless." A disciple of Luoxian Sect was dissatisfied and challenged him. "Bah!" Chang Lin was not ashamed, but proud. "Do you think I'm playing house with you? Who said that the disciples of the previous generation can't help? Besides, I just lost on purpose just now, just to fool your senior sister. I didn't expect that my Huan Huan reacted so quickly. I really like her more and more." Chang Lin looked at Wang Huan unscrupulously, and that look made all the disciples of Luoxian Sect angry. "Chang Lin, you Changshou Sect just rely on the number of people. If my senior brother Li Jun and senior sister Chi Xiao were not here, you would be so arrogant." Everyone was dissatisfied. If Li Jun and Chi Xiao's martial arts were there, even if there were people in the middle stage of foundation building on the opposite side, they would not be afraid. It's a pity that the three of them were wandering in other places in the East Region and couldn't come back at all. "That's right." Chang Lin spread his hands, looking like a dead pig that is not afraid of boiling water, and said: "We just rely on our numbers, what can you do to me." Chang Lin in such a state makes people hate him. But there is no way. The Changshou Sect has the help of the previous generation of brothers. And the Luoxian Sect has a rule that does not allow the previous generation to help. Even if the resources have been plundered a lot or even blocked, the previous generation is not allowed to help. The previous generation has the tasks of the previous generation, and their task is to protect Bai Lin. If they can't even protect Bai Lin, then they deserve it. "Why, do you think I can't do anything to you if you don't speak." Chang Lin looked cunning. "Come on, break the formation." Said.
Three formation masters came from the back of the team, and under the protection of two Changshou Sect disciples in the middle stage of foundation building, they came to Bai Lin's forest protection formation and began to break the formation. Bai Lin's forest protection formation is the second level. And generally speaking. A formation master in the foundation-building period only needs time to break any second-level formation, but the time varies. So. It is only a matter of time before the forest protection formation is broken. Two of the other three forest veins of Luoxian Sect have been completely broken and taken away by Changshou Sect. The remaining one is also being attacked by someone, and I believe it will be broken soon. Bai Lin. As the most precious of the four forest veins, it is divided into three layers, and the strength of the second-level formation is obviously higher than that of the other three. But what can we do about it. As long as we give the other party time, they can break them one by one, and sooner or later they will be occupied by Changshou Sect. At this moment. No one can do anything. Only Wang Huan stood up.