"Let him go."

"this……"

One of the Jindan masters asked softly, but maybe he realized something, so he stopped talking and opened a gap so that Tu Shanjun could use his escape technique to leave.

Tu Shan Jinghong did not ask his uncle, the magic power around his body burst out and turned into a purple arc of lightning, forming a thunder escape, and shouted: "If you don't return it, I will snatch it away!"

The figure has appeared several feet away from Tushanjun.

"Tiangang Zixiao, divine thunder help me!"

The divine light in his eyes cleared away the obstacles in front of him, and the thunder method faintly echoed the thunder clouds in the sky. His strength was exerted with the help of heaven and earth, and it turned out to be much stronger than usual.

Tu Shanjun exclaimed.

It would be troublesome if this thunder technique got entangled with the thunder clouds above. When the time comes, he will also involve Jinghong in his tribulation.

Tu Shanjun secretly said that it was not good, the child's temperament was like the thunder method he performed, he was really fierce.

He had no choice but to expose his identity as still alive and let Jinghong retreat. Of course, it would be best if he could defeat him by some means.

"not good!"

The Nascent Soul Lord of Wanfa Sect turned his hands and threw out the two jade walnuts he was playing with.

The two walnuts grow in the wind, and the black and white colors rotate into a Tai Chi diagram, cutting off the connection between the thunder clouds above and the Jinghong on Tushan Mountain.

A ray of light flew out from the formation, immobilizing Tushan Jinghong in place and unable to move.

Tu Shanjun's heart dropped as he raised his throat. He glanced at the True Lord of Wanfa Sect and said in his heart: "What a good idea."

Without further thinking, he used his escape technique to rush into the clouds.

The thunderclouds stretching for thousands of miles also began to move with Tushanjun's escaping light.

Tushan Jinghong could only watch the magic weapon and the person in charge of the magic weapon disappear. She widened her eyes and tried to remember the figure of that person. However, the escape speed of the peak golden elixir monk was astonishing. In a short time, the magic weapon disappeared.

The figure was already ethereal.

"Long water."

"Disciple is here." The late-stage Jindan monk raised his hand and stepped out.

Nascent Soul Lord threw a jade walnut to him and said: "Follow him and watch from a distance. Don't get too close and fall into the formation. If that person dies, bring the magic weapon back."

"If he successfully crosses over, don't stay and return quickly."

Then he looked at Tushan Jinghong, who was trapped in black and white, and said: "Jinghong, your senior brother is going to chase the magic weapon. Next, you will take over the formation."
Chapter completed!