Chapter 587

"Arrangement!"

Immortal Cangsu's expression was condensed, and he said in a slightly low voice.

"Yes!"

The more than thirty inner disciples of Qingyun Sect who were behind him immediately responded in unison.

I saw that they took out blocks of dark square array disks from their storage bags one after another, and stood in a huge circle with Master Cangsu as the center.

These Qingyunmen disciples played a spiritual art in their hands, and the spiritual power in their bodies was continuously injected into the array in their hands.

The next moment, the more than 30 pitch-black array plates immediately soared from their hands, shining with a dazzling golden light.

I saw that golden rays of light were immediately launched from these array plates, and they were constantly intertwined and gathered in the air.

In a matter of seconds, these golden rays of light formed a wonderful golden formation, echoing the great formation of protecting the clan.

Master Cangsu slowly raised his head to look at this golden formation. At this moment, there seemed to be golden light flickering in his eyes, and the whole person seemed to be integrated with this formation.

"Gun here!"

Accompanied by a roar, a dazzling golden spiritual light appeared out of thin air, and it fell steadily into the hands of Cangsu Zhenren.

Looking around, in the golden light, a long spear like a golden dragon is constantly emitting a dazzling light.

This spear is called [Panlong Liangjin Spear], and its rank has reached the fourth-rank middle grade.

When this golden spear appeared in the hands of Cangsu Zhenren, the pressure of his golden core immediately reached the extreme of terror.

"Prepare to break out!"

With the roar resounding through the clouds again, the golden formation began to move slowly.

Suddenly, a column of extremely bright golden light spots flashed in the dark night sky, falling down at an extremely fast speed.

In a blink of an eye, these dazzling golden beams of light dragged their long tails and fell onto the light cyan light curtain.

"Boom~"

These beams of light caused the light cyan light curtain to vibrate violently, flickering on and off, as if a small crack appeared.

In the dark night sky, golden spiritual power fluctuations scattered everywhere, illuminating the whole sky.

Within the Huxiao Mountain Villa, hundreds of formations vibrated violently, and the rocks crumbled, shattering one by one.

On the altar of the main hall, more and more members of the Wang family fell.

Even Wang Zhengrong and other base-building cultivators had blood on the corners of their mouths, their faces were pale, and they insisted on gritting their teeth.

In the golden formation, streaks of golden aura flowed into the long spear, causing it to make a clanking sound.

The cold light in Cangsu's eyes flashed, and the golden spear in his hand shot out and stabbed towards the great formation of the guardian.

I saw that a giant golden spear condensed by spiritual power appeared in the night sky, and the tip of the spear was the fourth-order middle-grade [Panlong Liangjin Spear] of Cangsu Zhenren.

In a trance, this golden spear was like a golden dragon, slamming into the pale blue light curtain with its fangs and claws.

The giant spirit swords condensed from the light curtain kept flying towards the golden dragon, but they shattered as soon as they touched it, unable to stop it from attacking the light curtain at all.

"Boom~"

The golden spear, like a golden dragon, stabbed directly on the light cyan light curtain, and immediately caused a crack in the light curtain.

With the passage of time, the cracks in the light curtain became more and more, and it became more and more dim, and it had reached the point of crumbling.

At this moment, a fierce light suddenly shot up from the Tiger Roaring Villa, and went straight to the golden spear.

Across the light cyan light curtain, a pitch-black peerless spirit sword successfully resisted the golden spear outside the formation.

"Ok?"

Seeing the sudden appearance of the spirit sword, Cangsu Zhenren was slightly stunned.

The Wang family has no real Jindan, so who can still use this fourth-order middle-grade spirit sword used to suppress the eye?

While he was stunned,

A beam of spiritual light shot out from the spirit sword and came out of the light curtain.

As this beam of aura began to change, an old man in an apricot robe appeared in the dark night sky.

"I don't know who Daoist friend is. If you want to exterminate my Wang family, can you look at this old man's thin face and let my descendants live?"

An ethereal voice echoed slowly from the night sky.

With the appearance of a phantom, the monks of Qingyunmen were stunned.

In Tiger Roaring Villa, the desperate Wang clan members immediately knelt down and bowed after seeing the phantom of the old man.

"Ancestor has appeared!"

"The ancestor appeared to save us!"

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Excited voices burst out from the mouths of the royal family members.

Obviously these desperate Wang family members have regarded this image of the ancestor's manifestation as the last straw.

They kneeled on the ground reverently and kowtowed desperately.

On the other side, Cangsu Zhenren stood in the sky, with a strange expression on his face, he muttered:

"I didn't expect that this senior from the sect would actually leave a remnant of the soul for future generations."

Before the Cangsu Master entered Qingyunmen, Wang Yanhan had already sat down, so the former had not seen the senior of this sect with his own eyes.

But as a junior, he naturally needs to give this sect senior enough respect.

Even though he is the real person of Jindan now, the person in front of him is just a wisp of unconscious remnant soul.

I saw Master Cangsu put one hand on his chest and nodded slightly, expressing his respect for this sect senior in his heart.

Behind him, many Qingyunmen disciples immediately bowed to the phantom and saluted.

The portraits of Jindan real people from all dynasties of Qingyunmen are hung in the patriarch's hall, and UU reading www.uukanshu.com accepts the worship and worship of inner disciples, so these people naturally recognize the phantom of the old man in front of them.

After a few breaths, the phantom of the old man slowly began to dissipate between heaven and earth.

Wang Yanhan has been sitting for hundreds of years, and this remnant soul is unconscious, just retell some words left in front of him.

So when these words were finished, his remnant soul completely dissipated.

As the phantom slowly dissipated, the fourth-order spirit sword that was holding the golden spear seemed to lose control all of a sudden and fell directly to the ground.

Cangsu Zhenren slowly raised his head and looked at the people in Tiger Roaring Villa under him.

If what the Wang family did this time did not touch the bottom line of the sect, it would not be impossible for him to let the Wang family and these clansmen survive just because of Wang Yanhan's love.

But this time the Wang family has completely touched the most sensitive bottom line of Qingyunmen, so there is really no way to do it.

"Boom~"

With a loud bang, the light cyan light curtain guarding Tiger Roaring Villa shattered and disappeared in an instant.

When the Wang family saw the moment when the formation was broken, a look of horror appeared on their faces.

"Everyone... We have no way out. The only thing we don't want to die is to go out. My royal family can escape one by one!"

Wang Zhengrong and other base-building cultivators appeared and roared at the Wang clan.

After hearing this, the desire for survival in the hearts of the Wang family was completely ignited, and at the same time, the sense of responsibility for the survival of the family was also aroused in their hearts.

So the rest of the Wang family immediately rushed down the mountain under the leadership of Wang Zhengrong and others.

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