Chapter 148

Xiaoyuan can realize what the fourth layer transmission channel means, which means endless wealth and opportunities. Of course, it may also be accompanied by a deadly crisis.

Xiaoyuan is a person who has a dream and dare to fight. He knows that the appearance of the gate at the moment will inevitably cause many monks to rush in. If he informs the school, I'm afraid he missed the best opportunity. At present, he is horizontal in his heart, immediately runs his mana and flies towards the transmission channel quickly.

Flying into the air, as Xiaoyuan thought, this huge transmission channel really attracted the attention of other friars. Dozens of streamers have appeared in the sky, and stronger friars are coming here, trying to enter the fourth floor at the first time.

Xiaoyuan was secretly proud and suddenly looked back and rushed to the transmission channel.

In an instant, Xiaoyuan's pupils condensed, and his expression was full of extreme amazement and fear. Staring blankly at a big metal hand sticking out of the portal, Xiaoyuan's brain didn't respond for a moment. At the moment, this big hand was holding Xiaoyuan's neck, and then he made a great effort to directly pinch Xiaoyuan's neck. Before he died, he saw that the master of the iron hand was a black puppet made of metal, with no expression in his eyes, It looks very cold. Finally, the puppet rode out of the transmission channel on the same black metal horse. Behind him, there were black puppets made of metal. I don't know how many there were.

Then, the feeling of coma surged in like a tide. Xiaoyuan suddenly lost consciousness, and the whole head was completely pinched down. He couldn't die anymore.

The iron puppet smashed Xiaoyuan's head, and then the long sword of his right hand pointed directly at the flying friars. Then, the dense army behind him kept pouring out of the transmission channel, dense and overwhelming, just like locusts passing through.

The friars who had just flown in and had not escaped in time were instantly drowned and killed by the puppet army.

Later, the whole transmission channel was surrounded by puppet troops, and puppets appeared from the transmission channel from time to time and killed in the distance.

The puppet army will kill everyone, as long as they are not native creatures in the relics of wulingzong.

The news of the emergence of the puppet army, accompanied by the news of the portal at the same time, spread all over the third floor like wings.

The main sects began to mobilize experts to fight with the puppet army and kill them towards the transmission channel on the fourth floor.

Experts from all major sects, including Liuyun Pavilion, dimming sect and Wushi sect, may get the core treasure of Wuling sect because who can kill the fourth floor first.

Yuehuazong also passed the news to Sima zhe at the first time. Before long, Sima Zhe's reply was sent to five Yuan Ying masters. Sima Zhe's order was only one word: withdraw.

Although he didn't understand the leader's decision, relying on Sima Zhe's absolute position in Yuehua sect, the five Yuanying masters immediately called all their subordinate sects to evacuate without any confusion.

Of course, for affiliated sects that do not want to withdraw and want to continue to fish in troubled waters behind those big sects, yuehuazong's practice is also very simple. If you want to stay, you will stay and be conceited about life and death.

The rise of yuehuazong is inseparable from Sima Zhe. Most affiliated sects strictly abide by simazhe's orders and firmly believe that, of course, some sects fishing in troubled waters are not excluded.

The troops of the brigade evacuated from the passage opened by the master.

Along the way, several young people of wushizong looked at the crowd of yuehuazong. A girl's face was mocking. If Song Fei was present, she would certainly know these people. At the beginning, it was a disagreement that she wanted to kill Duan Changsheng of Song Fei, and the girl shot. If Jun wanshuang hadn't arrived in time, Song Fei might have died with her.

The girl disdained Duan Changsheng, who had just recovered, and said, "I'm so timid that I don't know how this sect can survive."

Duan Changsheng said with a smile, "it's just a group of upstarts. How can they compare with us? Elder martial sister, just leave them alone."

Song Fei sat cross legged in the fire pool of hell's black fire. With the help of the magical power of Yin beads, he kept exerting the real fire of the sun to absorb the fire of hell's black fire,

Several days later, Song Fei also found that the Yin cold power emitted by Yin beads was slowly decreasing. At the moment, it had become almost the size of rice grains. The function of resisting hell's black inflammation was about to disappear with the disappearance of Yin beads.

Hell's black fire is worthy of the flame from the earth. The fiery power contained in it is not inferior to the precious spirit grass. These days, Song Fei is like a long whale absorbing water. He keeps absorbing the power of the flame into the magic power of the sun's true fire, and his own magic power is also rising and changing all the time.

Suddenly, there was a fight on his head. Song Fei looked up and saw more than ten monks fighting with more than thirty puppets riding iron horses. A strong man of the golden elixir was directly cut off by a puppet's long sword, and his body was burned into nothingness before it fell into hell.

Since the strange image of Ziqi coming from the East, wushizong was located in a remote place. When the real experts came, everyone had entered the second floor, but then more and more disciples were mobilized. Duan Changsheng several people, that is, they entered the third floor after they were found. The number of people who came to the third floor of wulingzong relic this time reached more than 100. With the continuous arrival of affiliated sects and their subordinate forces, there is a hidden scale of thousands of people.

Compared with Yuehua sect, Wushi sect has a profound background. It is like an aristocrat who has been inherited for many years and a newly rising upstart. Compared with the power supported by Sima Zhe, Wushi sect is a big sect with many real experts.

At the moment, like locusts flying across the sky, the large group of people and horses flew in the air, turned into flashing streamers, and flew towards the channel on the fourth floor like a beautiful meteor shower.

Duan Changsheng, Hongyi and others were caught in the crowd, and the five young people had high fighting spirit.

On one side, Xia Zhixin, a girl in purple, whispered to Murong Xue, a girl in red, "elder martial sister, do you think we should come first this time? I heard that xumiao sect and LiuYun pavilion have also been sent out. There is no movement in the three holy places except the most mysterious Leiyin temple."

The girl in red proudly said, "I've seen the residence of xumiao sect and Liuyun Pavilion. Their real experts haven't arrived. This time, we must have taken the lead."

"Eh, someone is coming." in the boundless distance of the sky, a black figure suddenly appeared and flew towards this side. When they looked at it, they saw a burning man with a black flame all over.

The friar flew closer and closer. When he saw a large number of troops, he suddenly shouted, "Taoist friends, help!"

"Help, save what life, aren't you alone?" the people thought it was funny.

Later, the people felt why the little friar wanted to cry for help. Behind him, there suddenly appeared a little black spots all over the sky like locusts. The dense black spots were even denser than the number of non primitives. After these black spots appeared, they suddenly rushed over, following the figure surrounded by black inflammation.

"It's those puppets." suddenly someone exclaimed in the crowd.

"Ha ha, OK. I was about to kill these puppets, but I didn't expect them to appear." everyone in the crowd was furious and broke out immediately.

It's just a puppet. What's terrible?

As for the friar who shouted for help, there was no one to take care of, and when they just moved, the puppet army all over the sky even gave up chasing the little friar, but hit the wushizong crowd in the air.

In the crowd, Duan Changsheng looked at the figure passing through the crowd. Suddenly, his face turned red and his eyes seemed to shoot sparks. Because he saw the black flame around him, the man's face was very familiar. It was Song Fei who electrocuted him with runes.

When enemies meet, they are particularly jealous.

"It's that boy!" Murong Xue also recognized Song Fei at the first time, and her resentment broke out immediately. Miss Murong was rampant and had no beginning. It was always others who flattered her and acted according to her face. Where else would anyone dare to challenge her like Song Fei and beat Duan Changsheng unconscious in front of her? It's a shame.

How could he have lived to this day if that witch had not appeared last time? OK, boy, I didn't expect that there was a way in heaven. If you don't go, there is no door in hell. You can break in. This time let you know the end of offending Murong Xue.

"Elder martial sister, which boy?" Duan Changsheng nearby didn't understand.

Murong Xue snorted coldly: "do you remember the middle-aged man who was taught by the black fire to leave? It was this boy who pretended to be like him. How could he escape my peeping into the sky."

It's him! Duan Changsheng immediately remembered the big man who blew himself out with the talisman.

As soon as the girl in red wanted to do something, she was stopped by Duan Changsheng. Duan Changsheng whispered, "elder martial sister, a little ant, why do you let you do it and let the martial brothers watch the joke? You see, it's good. When he goes away, I'll secretly follow him and catch him to make you angry."

Murong Xue thought for a moment. She felt that if she shot a small person, she would indeed be laughed at by some arch enemies of the sect. Moreover, although wushizong also killed people like a hemp, it still belongs to a famous and decent sect in general. Even if she killed someone, she should have a legitimate reason. If she killed someone without reason, it would be troublesome to be provoked by someone on this excuse.

Murong Xue thought and agreed with Duan Changsheng.

Duan Changsheng sneered. The boy is a fat sheep. The talisman used at the beginning is valuable. This time, Duan Changsheng didn't dare to get into danger easily, so he said to Murong Xue: "elder martial sister, you know, the boy has a sharp weapon in his hand. Elder martial sister, lend me Senluo umbrella for the time being."

Murong Xue thought for a moment and felt that Duan Changsheng was right. She nodded, took out the red umbrella from the storage ring, directly handed it to Duan Changsheng, and said with a grimace: "remember, I want to live."

Duan Changsheng smiled and said, "don't worry, elder martial sister, I'll bring you one back alive." after that, Duan Changsheng slowed down and slowly withdrew from the crowd.

Later, Duan Changsheng took a look at the soon to collide Xiuzhen team and puppet army, and suddenly turned into a streamer to chase out in the direction of song feiyuan.

(I forget which book friend wants Xiaoyuan. Please observe three seconds of silence for Xiaoyuan. ^ ^)