Zhang Xiaohan really didn't take the identity of the sect master of the Three Temples in her eyes, she rarely got equivalent returns from the sect, so naturally she didn't have the corresponding respect for the word sect master, and the people who came in the previous life only respected their top bosses, and probably had the mentality of looking at rare animals for mayors, governors and even national presidents.
Therefore, Zhang Xiaohan is not challenging Miao Yunsu's bottom line, nor is he intent on provoking him, since Miao Yunsu wants to kill her sooner or later, it is better to solve it at this time.
In the face of Miao Yunsu's gritted teeth, Zhang Xiaohan was even in the mood to smile, and then his body moved, turned into a purple light, and flew away from the direction of Wuji Sect, behind him Zhang Tao and Firefox Xiaobao did not say a word, and also turned into a light to follow the past.
Although he guessed that Zhang Xiaohan intended to lure the cultivators away, but the battle between the two sects could not be ended in a moment and a half, Zhuo Fanchen and Zhao Changtian sneered, nodded with Miao Yunsu, turned into Qinghong and chased after him, Miao Yunsu stood in place, and said to Xia Chenxi gloomily: "Sect Master Xia don't have to worry, I will be back soon."
As he spoke, he turned into a retreat and chased after him.
Zhang Xiaohan said that he only needed to contain Zhuo Fanchen and Zhao Changtian, but now that even Miao Yunsu was taken away, in the blink of an eye, the three most threatening opponents disappeared, and the pressure in front of Xia Chenxi was reduced, and he couldn't help but feel relieved.
Pu Shuangtian was really surprised in his heart, Zhang Xiaohan had such courage and courage, which once again impressed him, his gaze followed Miao Yunsu's retreat, and he admired it with worry.
"Hehe, since the Sect Master of your sect and the Supreme Elder have left, then it is better for you to leave too, it is not easy for you to practice to this level, and it is really wronged to die here."
As soon as Xia Chenxi finished speaking, he opened his mouth and spit out, and a cyan small tripod suddenly spit out from his mouth, dripping and dripping in midair, and a large piece of cyan glow spewed out of the small tripod, sweeping straight towards the monks of the Three Temples.
Before Xia Chenxi made a move, he smiled and persuaded the other party to withdraw, but as soon as the words fell, he sacrificed his natal treasure, and the cyan glow found a late-stage monk in the Three Temples and rolled over.
At the same time as Xia Chenxi made a move, Pu Shuangtian also sacrificed the flying sword, and the other three elders of the late stage of the Transformation God also sacrificed their treasures.
Elder Ling spit out a swarthy ring, very similar to the storage ring, as soon as this ring appeared, a large black mist emerged from the ring, and the eyes spread out, dozens of meters away, in the black fog, a tall and strange-looking giant could be faintly seen, and there was also a heavy gasp from the black mist, or the giant's low roar.
Elder Ma's treasure was nine flying knives that shone with a faint green light, and the green glow also picked a monk from the Three Holy Temples, and Elder Qiu accidentally threw out a ribbon.
Seeing this, the monks on this side of the Three Temples did not dare to slack off, and they also sacrificed their magic weapons, releasing various colors of glow to meet them, and all kinds of spiritual lights rumbled together.
On the side of the Wuji Sect, the monks of the three or two gathered together, specifically looking for a suitable opponent, but on the side of the Three Temples, there were eight or nine people gathered in one place, but whether it was the Yuan Infant Stage or the Yudan Stage monks, they all consciously avoided the monks of the Transformation Stage in the center and scattered in all directions.
For a while, within a radius of dozens of miles in front of the mountain gate of Wuji Sect, the sound of the collision of spiritual energy, the whistling sound of magic weapons, the explosion of talismans, and the shouts of monks mixed together and resounded through the sky.
In comparison, the battle between the monks of the Transformation Stage was evenly matched, and it was impossible to see the victory or defeat for the time being, but in the battle between the monks of the Yuan Infant Stage and the Yudan Period, the Three Temples had the upper hand.
Eight or nine late-stage monks can create a Yuan Infant Stage Monk, and one Yuan Infant Stage Monk can kill four or five other Yuan Dan Stage Monks without destroying it.
And the Yuan Infant Stage Cultivator can create a monk whose strength is comparable to that of the Transformation Stage, and the high-level monks who are created under each sword formation are much stronger than the opponent.
In this way, the middle and low-level monks of the Wuji Sect suffered heavy losses, but fortunately, in the Wuji Sect, all the monks of the Transformation Stage participated in the battle, and they had a slight upper hand in numbers.
At the same moment, Zhang Xiaohan and the four of them escaped for two or three hundred miles in one breath before they stopped in the sky above a barren mountain, watching Zhuo Fanchen, Zhao Changtian and Miao Yunsu catch up, and the two sides looked at each other from a distance of several hundred meters.
The divine sense swept over, there was no one else around, there was no Zhang Xiaohan who introduced them to this place at all, and there was no spiritual power fluctuation of the formation around, Miao Yunsu looked at Zhang Xiaohan with a gloomy expression.
"The burial place that Zhang Daoyou found for himself is okay, but unfortunately, I won't let you die happily."
"My burial place" Zhang Xiaohan couldn't help but chuckle: "Why isn't it the burial place of your Miao Yunsu Miao Sect Master, don't worry, I will give you a happy one, alas, Miao Yuxuan has lost the opportunity to be reincarnated, and he can't let his father lose this opportunity." ” Zhang Xiaohan has never been accustomed to talking nonsense before making a move, but the first time she faced someone with the identity of the sect master, she couldn't help but be mean, and after finishing speaking, she felt that she was funny, she was really close to ink, and in just half a day, she learned to be verbose.
If before, she raised her hand to fight, where would she be such nonsense to take a step forward at the moment, just take a step forward, and the exercises will work.
Miao Yunsu is the sect master of the Three Holy Temples, and if he cultivates or transforms into a god, he must have unusual treasures, and Zhang Xiaohan does not dare to have the slightest contempt.
Miao Yunsu sneered, to Zhang Xiaohan, he would not spare half a hand at all, he couldn't wait to kill her with one move, and as soon as he turned his hand, a swarthy hill suddenly appeared in his hand.
This is a miniature version of the black peak, a high peak, with a heavy base at the bottom, supporting Miao Yunsu's hand, and a majestic and atmospheric feeling is released from the peak.
Zhang Xiaohan's eyes narrowed, since her white jade mountain was damaged, there were fewer and fewer treasures in her hand, and when she saw this black mountain in front of her, although it was not as pleasing to the eye as the white jade mountain, the more deterrent the thing that killed the enemy, the better.
Without waiting for Miao Yunsu to sacrifice the black peak, Zhang Xiaohan waved his right hand, and a purple ball of light suddenly came out of his palm, flying towards Miao Yunsu very quickly, and his left hand had quietly sacrificed a gourd, and with a rush of spiritual power, he raised it towards the mortal dust. , monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation.
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