This scene happened in the midst of lightning and flint, and no one had time to react. They watched the ancestor of Rongjin being blown away into the ruins by the purple tentacles.

"Ahem~"

Ancestor Rongjin covered his chest and coughed up blood. The blow just now was completely beyond his expectation. After all, he was guarding against the four Jindan-level real people from Wangyue City on the opposite side. He didn't expect that after the purple tentacle was hit by his magical power,

Still able to retain such combat power.

"Okay, okay, very good..."

Seeing that Patriarch Rongjin was not angry but smiling instead, both the four Jindan Daoists in the sky and the people in the other three areas of Wangyue City who were watching the battle all felt a surge of joy in their hearts. They could feel the volcanic rage of this man.

"It's really not easy for a mere tentacle demon to make me so miserable. You seem to be a bit smart, so your origins shouldn't be that simple."

"However, monsters are monsters. You are too naive to really think that you can run wild on our human territory!"

"I don't care where you are from, where you are from today, just go back to where you are!"

"Qiang~Qiang~"

Two clear chimes sounded, and two golden hooks, one on the left and one on the right, shone brightly, complementing the bright moon in the sky. They should be a set of mandarin duck magic weapons, which had been sacrificed by the ancestor of Rongjin for many years, and directly matched the mental method to suddenly arrive.

The purple tentacles swung quickly, but they had already been seriously injured by a small magic spell, and they had no power to fight back. They were hit one after another by the magic weapons, and they couldn't help but scream in agony.

"Chirp chirp~"

Sections of the body were cut off and fell to the ground, twisting and turning like life and death like earthworms being cut off. Pools of fishy blood spread out.

As the breath became more and more decayed, the purple tentacle finally whined, completely retracted underground and disappeared.

Ancestor Rongjin took back the magic weapon, his face suddenly turned pale, and a blue-black color suddenly climbed up his cheeks. He couldn't help but vomit blood again. This time the blood he vomited was not bright red, but turned into black and red!

"not good!"

The ancestor of Rongjin realized that he might have been poisoned by the poison, secretly attacked by the purple tentacle just now. If he could not get rid of it in time, he might become a serious problem.

At this time, the four Jindan monks of Wangyue City in the sky saw that Patriarch Rongjin seemed to be in a bad state, and they felt a little anxious. This seemed to be a good time to regain the situation.

Ancestor Rongjin was seriously injured, so the four of us joined forces and happened to not be afraid of him.

But when they looked at each other, the ancestor of Rongjin just sneered, sat up in a cross-legged posture, closed his eyes, and began to perform exercises to heal injuries and remove poisons, assuming a posture as if you just come here.

This time, the four Jindan Daoists were restrained. After all, they were in the late stage of Jindan. Although they were injured, they clearly had not lost their fighting power. If we really wanted to take action, we would most likely be held back by others.

No one can guarantee that he or she will not be the unlucky one.

At this time, the shortcomings of the loose alliance were revealed. They couldn't help but miss the days when the ancestors of the Li family were there. Although they relied on their high cultivation to dominate and prosper at that time, when they really encountered an external crisis, the ancestors of the Li family took the lead.

Being at the front, they only need to be responsible for following behind, waving the flag and shouting to build momentum.

Now without the ancestor of the Li family, the Internal Affairs Office of Wangyue City is in disarray.

They were hesitant here, and a faint smile gradually appeared on the lips of the ancestor of Rongjin, as if he was mocking them for being just a bunch of incompetent rats and not worth worrying about at all.

At this moment, in the east of Wangyue City, a rainbow light suddenly rose, passing quickly in twos and threes, and a long roar came from far to near.

"Hahahaha, isn't this an old financial friend of the Dai family? Why are you so embarrassed?"

Tens of thousands of monks in the city all turned their heads and looked where they had come from. An old man with short hair and a yellow robe flew towards them. This man looked old, but his eyes were bright and his spirit was shining.

There are many knowledgeable monks in the city who recognize the identity of the person in front of them.

The eldest elder of the Yang family of the Cultivation family and a late-stage Jindan monk.

The Yang family in Luzhong County, another mining giant in Lu State, competes with the Dai family. They often compete in the industry and have constant disputes overt and covert. They have been the Dai family's old enemy for hundreds of years.

He hid in the city during the battle just now and never showed his face until the dust settled. What makes people even more puzzling is what happened here today to attract two Jindan late-stage people.

Master.

Ancestor Rongjin's expression changed. If we met him on a normal day, he would naturally have no fear. But now that he is riddled with strange poisons, he cannot let go of his hands and feet at all. He must first exert all his strength to eliminate the poison.

"Old Ghost Yang, why are you here?"

"Hahaha, Brother Dai, why can't I come if you can come? It concerns that disciple, how can I let you eat alone?"

The eldest elder of the Yang family responded with a smile. At the same time, the two children's yellow light shone, and they were three inches away from the body. They used children's skills openly and openly to spy on the injuries of the ancestor of Rongjin. This kind of naked evil intention can be seen by anyone with a discerning eye.

Ancestor Rongjin secretly thought that sure enough, the Yang family must have received news about Xiong Shanren, a disciple of Jinglian Jinglian, so he rushed over to grab food from him, but why didn't he come out earlier and rob Xiong Shanren in advance like him?

It won’t come out until the time comes, right?

Everyone else has already arrived and are checking and balancing each other?

"Hahaha, Fellow Daoist Dai has just shown off his talents, which really makes us heartbroken~"

“I don’t know what the origin of that tentacle demon is, but it can actually compete with the late stage of Jindan. It’s amazing~”

"It's a pity that even though the devil is one foot tall and the Taoist is ten feet tall, he was still suppressed by Taoist Brother Rongjin."

"Tsk tsk tsk, how is Brother Dai's injury now? Do you need help?"

…

Four Jindan masters appeared in the city one after another, and they walked out with ill intentions one by one.

The ancestor of Rongjin finally changed his expression this time. Naturally, he knew all these people.

The leader of Lingyun Sect, the leader of Xianhe Sect, the leader of Zhaoshen Castle, and the leader of Liuyang Sect.

They are all Jindan monks, and they are more or less involved in the mining circles of the cultivation world. However, they do not have the strength of a giant. They have always been suppressed by the Dai family. They usually dare not speak out when they are angry, but today they saw that they were injured.

, and jumped out in a hurry.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Of course, there are more than just these Jindan monks in Wangyue City at the moment. The ones who pop up now are all those who have enmity with the Dai family, and some have nothing to do with the Dai family.

The golden elixir stage monks were still secretly lurking and watching, and everyone present knew it.

After all, we have heard about the people on Xiong Mountain this time, and there are more than a dozen surrounding forces within reach, and there are even more who are on their way from outside.

Besides, Wangyue City's high-end trade fair is also well-known in the western part of the Lu Kingdom. On weekdays, there will naturally be golden elixir-level monks who come here to visit, so there are still many people who haven't shown up.

Ancestor Rongjin originally came to Wangyue City quietly, intending to take away the people from Xiongshan Mountain without anyone noticing. However, fate failed, and the people from Xiongshan Mountain actually had strange tentacles, so he had no choice but to be the first to be exposed.

Not only is he seriously injured now, he is also poisoned, and his condition is simply terrible.

Seeing this, the four local Jindan cultivators from the Internal Affairs Office of Wangyue City became excited again. They leaned together with the five new people, and the auras of the nine Jindan masters radiated in all directions.

Tens of thousands of monks in the city couldn't help but shudder. Even if the battle just now was over, would there be another one?

Among the nine people, the ancestor of the Yang family has the highest cultivation level, so naturally he is the leader for the time being.

"I see that Brother Dai is so poisonous that he is attacking his heart and all his internal organs. Do you need me to help suppress it?"

The ancestor of the Yang family took a step forward, his childlike skills disappeared in his eyes, as if he had seen through the reality of the ancestor of Rongjin.

The ancestor of Rongjin felt suddenly, but on the surface he still pretended to be calm and did not even need to say:

"Thank you for your trouble, Brother Yang. Although this poison is a bit tricky, it can be eliminated in a while, so there is no need to borrow it from others."

The leader of the Lingyun Sect also took a step forward, his eyes wandering: "Brother Rongjin, what you said is wrong. We usually support each other, but now that Brother Rongjin is in trouble, how can we just stand by and watch!"

The ancestor of Rongjin smiled and waved his hand: "Brother Dao, you are too polite. Why bother with such a small thing? I owe you a big favor for nothing. This business cannot be done!"

The master of the Immortal Crane Sect took a step forward, with a look of concern in his eyes: "Fellow Daoist Dai, why do you have to carry it alone? There is also a poisonous poison in our sect named Hedinghong. I thought I could help fellow Taoist by fighting poison with poison!"

Ancestor Rongjin felt his heart tremble when he heard this, and quickly declined: "Thank you for your kindness, fellow Taoist. Just fight fire with fire. There is no need."

The Lord of Zhaoshen Castle took a step forward, and the third erected child between his eyebrows seemed to have magical powers: "I have the mysterious technique of Zhaoshen, which can help fellow Taoists stabilize the poison and prevent it from spreading. I would like to ask you, fellow Taoists, not to be suspicious.

"

Ancestor Rongjin forced a smile on his face and thanked him endlessly: "The castle master is too polite. He wants to use a secret technique once, which will waste several years of your spiritual energy. I feel uneasy!"

The head of the Liuyang Sect stepped forward with a look of compassion: "I sect Chunyang Taoist Law, which specializes in treating all kinds of evil ways, and I am willing to help Brother Dai eliminate the poison for free."

Ancestor Rongjin burst into tears with gratitude, and tears flashed in his eyes: "Brother Taoist is highly righteous and has an admirable mind and spirit. However, he is just a little poisonous. He can't kill a chicken with a bull's knife. Why bother to do so?"

The four golden elixir-level monks from the Internal Affairs Office of Wangyue City were getting more courageous at this time. They looked at each other for a few times, took a step forward, and said in unison:

"The four of us, as hosts, haven't had time to thank fellow Taoist Dai for his previous help. He killed demons and slayed demons whenever he saw injustice, which is truly a role model for our generation. Now, because tens of thousands of fellow Taoists in the protection city have been poisoned by strange poisons, I feel uneasy. Please wait for me.

A chance to repay a favor!”

The ancestor of Rongjin burst into tears and choked up his throat: "Don't do this, everyone. We were born in Confucianism and were taught to be benevolent, righteous, loyal, brave, and willing to help others. This is what we should do. There is no need to express gratitude. We must not be condescending like this. Really

It's Old Man Zhesha..."

…

A group of Jindan masters were sincere and tried to help Patriarch Rongjin get rid of the poison as soon as possible, but they were all declined by him.

Tens of thousands of monks in the city stared blankly at the sky, not knowing whether these seniors could fight or whether we should withdraw?

After all, Wangyue City is where they live. Many industries and relatives and friends are here. Most of them even rely on a job here to maintain their low-level cultivation life, so they will not run away unless they have to.

At this time, the two parties in heaven were still trying hard to persuade each other, while the other kept refusing.

The ancestor of the Yang family finally changed his mind.

"Since Brother Dai is ungrateful and treats his good intentions like a donkey's heart and lungs, then we have no choice but to stand by and watch!"

As soon as these words came out, the other eight Golden Core monks were stunned. Aren't the Yang family and the Dai family old enemies? Why did they let him go so easily?

In fact, the ancestor of the Yang family said he was beautiful, but secretly he was extremely ruthless.
To be continued...