Even if one of the Yuan Ling puppets is destroyed, this magic itself can still continue to deal with the enemy, of course, the power will naturally decline a lot.

But since Yang Junshan was able to destroy a puppet on the occasion of Zhang Yiming's full bloom, he could naturally continue to destroy his remaining three Yuanling puppets, and then kill him, although the four-dimensional magic spirit has not yet been broken, but in fact it is no different from breaking.

This situation is not only that Zhang Weiming can't believe it, but even others who are lurking in the void can't think of it, so that it is too late to save the situation.

Zhang's expression looked a little crazy, and a mirthing came over at this time.

"It seems that Yang is more powerful than Cao Xun Xianzun before the original Xian!"

Four yuan seal spiritual art, this famous magic on the Taoist magic list, once cultivated in the hands of the four people to the great, will not become a fairy before the same incarnation of the Cao Xun Xian to kill the sky seamless, but now in the hands of Zhang Yiming to show, but in the light of the understatement between the Yang Junshan destroyed a Yuan Ling puppet.

Is it that Zhang Yeming's strength is too weak than the original four-dimensional Daozu, or is Yang Junshan too strong than Cao Xun Xun, who was not immortal at the beginning?

Zhang Yeming has no intention of thinking about this problem at this time, he only knows that he has paid the price of long-term road to break off in order to cultivate this magic, but this condenses all his heart and blood now into the water, so that he can not accept for a while, so that the whole person instantly became a little crazy.

“How could I fail, I can’t fail!”

Zhang Weiming could not accept such a result, Yang Junshan's sarcastic chute smile in his eyes is the greatest irony, so that at this time his face is grim, and his emotions have begun to become exhausted.

“Do you know what I paid for this magic?”

“Why, why have you been pressing me everywhere since Yang’s rise?”

"Your Yang family was just a dog that I shook Tianzong, and the general existence of ants, why should you reverse me shake the Tianzong head?"

"It's all you, I cut off my long-term path, my brothers and sisters object, my clan disintegration, it is because of you!"

“Do you think you have won?“Hahahaha, do you know who you’re offended, do you know how many people today want you to die?”

"Come out, come out, I admit that I can't kill him, but he must die today, what are you waiting for?"

In fact, almost in the moment when Zhang Yeming's Yuanling puppet was destroyed, Yang Junshan had already noticed several breaths that were slowly approaching him in the void.

When Zhang Yeming shouted through the moment when everyone was hiding, he was the first to unite with the other three Yuan Ling puppets to rush up to Yang Junshan again.

This linguistically seemingly out of control, but in fact it is still in disguise, in order to attract Yang Junshan's attention, and even personally charge to the battle, for other hidden helpers to create opportunities.

However, he did not know that Yang Junshan had been prepared from the beginning, and the situation in front of him could not make him care about each other for the worst.

In the face of the impact of Zhang Yeming and the remaining three Yuan Ling puppets, Yang Junshan smiled coldly, but suddenly his hands stretched out from the top of his head to make a pull-down action.

Zhang Weiming, who was rushing in front, suddenly ignored the siege of Yang Junshan, and the three Yuan Ling puppets kept him in the central line, where there was still the attachment that had just been shown, to be desperately with Yang Junshan?

In the sky, with the printing of Yang Junshan, the previously smashed remnants of the floating mountains are now being smashed into a meteor meteorite that has been smashed above his head.

God’s Word, Yang Junshan is still on the other side!

Zhang Yeming and his Yuan Zun puppet have just been stopped, and there is a thunder burst out in the void, and a bamboo sword tearing the void directly appeared in front of Yang Junshan.

“Oh, God’s way of the sword!Who are you!”

Yang Junshan drank low, facing the thunderous sword that was about to appear, but the hand came out with a finger.

"Hang" a golden iron sound came, half of the thunder sword suddenly exploded a glimmer, but the sword was interrupted!

Shen Chen ran to the thunder sword trick, ranked 54th on the Taoxian Magic list, but it was a treasure of Yang Junshan, and the result of the collision between the two sides was actually half a pound.

It can be seen that the competition of magic magic, sometimes really can not only look at the level of grade and the top, the real important or depends on who the person who is doing it!

However, Yang Junshan had just flown the thunderbolt, and suddenly felt that the head was shining, and when he looked up, he was seeing that the light like the moon wheel was coming.

“The Sword of the Moon!”

Yang Junshan's face changed again, the sky was tilted upward, and the sky was cut into the moon wheel.

The full moon sword method, the magic list ranked 45th, was the town of Liangzhou wind and snow swords, not the secret, but did not want to see the sword magic passed down here, had to say it is an irony!

Breaking the sky is huge, the flying sword turned into the moon wheel is coincidentally weak, the two hit each other, but it is difficult to divide for a time.

Not that the strength of the people who shot was comparable to that of Yang Junshan, but in the moment when the Yang Junshan Festival broke the sky, another pine ancient sword also broke out, pointing directly to the back of Yang Junshan.

After Zhang Weiming, the sudden attack of the three monks each of the cultivation seems not too high, in Yang Junshan's estimation is only about the mine robbery, but the cooperation of the three sermons is extremely tacit understanding, the three people in a series of hands, each time the time to find the shot is very clever, even to Yang Junshan's reaction speed, a time is also a falsified, dangerous.

Especially the last pine ancient sword stabbed out, at this time, Yang Junshan has been somewhat powerless after repeated changes, can only block the mountain Junwei magic body in front of the back of the heart, and even too late to launch a divine body.

“The Tink—”

Although the pine-patterned ancient sword was blocked by the Shanjun Wei magic body, it was pushed by the divine force on the ancient sword and directly hit the back of Yang Junshan.

Yang Junshan, the whole person staggered out in the void, but it seemed to be unhurt, and once again let everyone see his strong forging.

The pine-patterned ancient sword did not build a success, and took a sword flower in the middle of the air, and then around the mountain king's ribs cut to Yang Junshan.

But just a blow has let Yang Junshan take a breath, the ancient sword stabbed again in the moment, but saw a sudden roll of purple, instantly submerged Yang Junshan's body, but also instantly attached to the sword of the ancient sword above, and quickly climbed up, to see the position even to swallow the whole ancient sword.

Purple East is tricked!

Although the man who steered the pine-patterned ancient sword was extremely old and spicy, Yang Junshan saw at a glance that the other party's means seemed to be extremely restrained by the purple trick!

In the void came a sultry, followed by a pure wooden breath from the pine ancient sword, instantly wrapped around the ancient sword above the purple air popped open, the ancient sword immediately retreated, but the sword above the sword also appeared very dark, obviously the magic weapon itself has been damaged.

“The three of you have already shot, why don’t you see me?”

Yang Junshan above the mountain is high hanging, the two sets of magnetic light and the purple magic and the violet magic, guarding his group in the center, and the two gods are even a trend of integration between the light, once successful, perhaps it is the day of his magic.

Seeing such a means as Yang Junshan, it may be understood that it is impossible to attack him again, so there is a female, two men and three thunder-roasting monks in the starry sky, and then converging with Zhang Yeming, four great powers of the master in a semicircle surrounded Yang Junshan in the middle.

Yang Junshan's eyes were swept on the faces of the three people, and he couldn't help but ask, "The three are tight, but I don't know what to call the three, do I know before I wait?"

The three of them, the old sword with a loose-faced pine, was also the white-faced white face that had previously threatened Yang Junshan without the need for middle-aged monks to laugh: "The king mountain road is shaking the world, and will care about me waiting for these ordinary people, but I wait for the three people who still have another important identity, and I want to come to the Junshan Daozu to remember deeply tight!"

Yang Junshan showed a curious color, but saw the three people smile, and then each took out a mask on his face, but saw the white-faced monk who had just spoken with a green pine mask on his face, while the female monk in the three had a cold plum mask, and the remaining green-faced man who played the sword was a green bamboo mask.

Yang Junshan was full of surprise but with a hint of awakening, "Song, bamboo, plum, it is you!"There are three people who are also the main characters!I just don’t know who the three are in the cultivation world?”

These three thunderstorms are not others, it is the three Dao people who have had several times with Yang Junshan.

The white-faced monk Song Dao, who had a pine-patterned sword, smiled and made a slight trick, saying, “In Shigeru Qingzong Baiqing, I have seen the ancestors of the mountain!”

The Bamboo Dao people then also introduced themselves: "Leizhou Tianlei Zongjianzhu!"

Yang Junshan suddenly said, “Your excellency is not a monk in the purple pavilion?”

The sword-bamboo man seemed to understand what Yang Junshan wanted to ask, and sneered: "God's suing and thunder sword is not unique to the purple pavilion!"

Yang Junshan nodded to understand, but his eyes were looking at the Mei Dao people.

The Mei Dao man chuckled and said, “The concubine is the wind and snow sword!”

Among the three, in fact, Yang Junshan is the most determined for the identity of the Mei Dao people, the full moon sword trick, which is the secret of the wind and snow sword, and can play the power of this magic to such a state, in addition to the Ye Hua Dao people in the ice palace, I am afraid that only the Fenghua Dao people have this ability.

After clarifying the true identity of the three people, Yang Junshan also seemed to have some speculation about the reasons why the three people became the main group of monks, but he suddenly closed the expression on his face at this time and said, "Then the three joints, is it certain that Yang will stay outside the region completely?"