Chapter 859

Power pierced the sky, and Tang Xiaochuan, whose whole body was burning with black flames, fell from the sky. The two envoys of joy and anger who followed closely behind him stood far away. After a while, other pursuers arrived one after another. The appearance of this group of people suddenly made the scene tense. All the people who were sitting by the fire gathered around Ling Zhujun.

No matter what the internal quarrels were before, now we are facing a common enemy.

"It seems like the people on my side are a step faster."

Monk Baiyun laughed loudly, and without saying any nonsense, he immediately dodged towards Lord Lingzhu.

Among the group of people present, except for Ling Zhujun, all the others were local chickens and dogs. In Monk Baiyun's view, as long as this strongest person was eliminated, the rest would be just fish on the chopping board.

Bang! !

"go away."

A foot burning with black flames kicked Monk Baiyun in the face. Before the smile left on his face dissipated, he was kicked away by this kick. The terrifying force hit him like a cannonball in the woods behind him, breaking more than a dozen trees in a row.

"Ogawa."

Tang Qiaoqiao looked at the demon-like Tang Xiaochuan in front of him, and couldn't help but shout, trying to awaken his old family affection.

But Tang Xiaochuan seemed to have given up on this kind of thing a long time ago. After kicking Monk Baiyun away, his figure flashed towards Tang Qiaoqiao and killed him.

Fortunately, Ling Zhujun next to him reacted immediately, and with a flash of his long sword, he blocked Tang Xiaochuan's blow.

The air wave exploded, bringing up a huge wave.

Monk Baiyun over there coughed blood and stood up from the ruins. He touched his neck. The kick just now broke his cervical vertebrae. Seventeen or eight of his chest ribs were broken, and his internal organs were all moved. Bit. If his fate hadn't been hard enough, he might have become a dead person by now.

"Are you crazy!?"

Monk Baiyun coughed up blood and said to Tang Xiaochuan over there.

Everyone is on the same side of the imperial court. If you don't fight the opponent, why should you attack your own people first?

"It's best not to take action against Xiaochuan's target. He is an envoy 'selected' by His Majesty himself." The angry-faced envoy behind reminded him.

The ‘chosen’ envoy!

Monk Baiyun's expression suddenly changed. He had long known the imperial court's selection methods. He is the one who stands out among them, but his strength is only at the bottom among the gods, far behind Tang Xiaochuan.

"Let's deal with some miscellaneous fish."

The happy-faced user ducked and attacked the one-eyed man and others, and the angry-faced user also took action. As for the others, they were assigned outside to act as a blockade.

Bang!

A stream of light flashed on Lord Lingzhu's sword, and Tang Xiaochuan flew away with one strike.

This is ‘innate’ power.

After the innate spirit was taken away by Wu Chong and merged into the 'star', the clone Wu Chong used his own knowledge to 'create' another one and gave it to Ling Zhujun. The ‘Xiantian’ in Lord Lingzhu’s hands now is the only one in this world.

"ah!!!"

Tang Xiaochuan, who was knocked away, was completely furious. A large amount of black and red aura came out of his body, and his twisted face seemed to have an innocent spirit coming out. A large circle of translucent airflow exploded from his body, and the ground was instantly corroded by this force, sending out bursts of white smoke.

After reaching the critical point, Tang Xiaochuan roared, blood rising into the sky, and collided with Ling Zhujun, who had mastered the innate aura.

The two forces collided again, and terrifying aftermath rippled out. Tang Xiaochuan in the center was like a ghost, surrounded by a rich smell of blood. Ling Zhujun's face was expressionless, a pale white light enveloped her body, and also protected Tang Qiaoqiao and Nian Hong behind.

Compared with Ling Zhujun, who was able to handle things with ease, the remaining people were miserable. In particular, the two elders of Shusheng Mountain were seriously injured. Under the siege of the two envoys of joy and anger, their old injuries quickly relapsed and they lost their combat effectiveness. The one-eyed man and others only care about themselves, and no one cares about their life or death.

"Is it over? I wrote the three-thousand-year inheritance of the Holy Mountain."

Just when the two elders were in despair, a whirlpool suddenly appeared in the sky.

Bang!

An animal foot covered with wood grain stepped down from the sky, and the violent force suddenly trampled the ground below into ruins. Residues were everywhere, and the Angry Facer who bore the brunt was directly trampled into the soil.

After the ripples passed, Wang Tong, who had just arrived from the other world, fell from the sky.

The wooden dragon he was sitting on raised his front paws, grabbed the angry-faced user's head, and said ferociously.

"It's our Holy Book Mountain that you led people to destroy?!"

The angry-faced user, who had been seriously injured by the sneak attack, was lifted up in the air, and everything in front of his eyes was blood.

He looked at the scene in front of him blankly, thinking of his daughter in his mind

Bang! !

Mu Long clenched his palms, and blood mist exploded.

The Wang Tong above was completely wrapped in anger. For them, the destruction of Shusheng Mountain is a revenge for the whole family, and it is not an exaggeration to kill everyone.

But in this kind of confrontation, who is right and who is wrong?

"Hold him!"

Monk Baiyun and Ximianshi reacted instantly, and they surrounded him. The power of 'gods' suppressed Wang Tong in an instant. But this situation only lasted for less than three breaths before Wang Tong broke it. The brutal wooden dragon suddenly swelled into a nine-headed monster, as if on steroids, with its lizard body covered with black scales. The terrifying defense used the most primitive method to withstand the attack, and then he saw the dragon's tail sweeping across, and a pale white ring of air waves rippling out.

The horrific aftermath was like a lawn mowing machine, causing a large number of casualties.

The members responsible for the blockade on the outside were harvested like weeds, and people were flying everywhere. It was not known whether they were dead.

"Death to me all!"

The red-eyed Wang Tong controlled the wooden dragon under his feet and brutally knocked Ximenshi and Monk Baiyun away. The huge wooden dragon took one step across and stepped on them. He gave the two of them the final blow.

After killing the people here, Wang Tong looked at Tang Xiaochuan over there.

die!

Mu Long swept across, preparing to kill Tang Xiaochuan together.

Tang Xiaochuan, who turned into a monster, saw a blood-red power rising from his body, trying to resist it. But this power only lasted three breaths before being destroyed in front of the wooden dragon controlled by Wang Tong. The huge dragon claw snapped down and knocked Tang Xiaochuan into the ground.

Preparing for revenge, Tang Xiaochuan subconsciously wanted to make up for it.

"cousin!"

Tang Qiaoqiao suddenly became anxious.

No matter what happened to Tang Xiaochuan, she still wanted to save him. What's more, my brother-in-law has great magical powers and may be able to save Xiaochuan!

"Are you going to kill me too?!"

Ling Zhujun's voice sounded, and a lightsaber slashed across, blocking Wang Tong's attack, causing Mu Long's body to tilt and fall to the side.

"Master's wife."

Wang Tong woke up and looked at Ling Zhujun and suddenly realized that he seemed to be in trouble.