"Brother Ye, do we really want to do this?" In front of the Evil Moon Ancient Cave, Lu Qingyu and Ye Fan stood side by side, with a look of concern on their faces, and some hesitation. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ye Fan nodded heavily, stared at the sky, and sighed lightly: "Other than that, there is no way to keep the Void Realm complete. Although I have closed the Void Teleportation Circle, with the strength of the Mo Clan, I can easily knock on the gate of the Void Realm and search Kunlun, and then they will find that entrance, and once they step into the Void Realm, the consequences will be unimaginable......"

"I understand, Brother Ye, then let's go to the Guangwu Continent!" Lu Qingyu didn't ask any more, what Ye Fan decided, she would do her best to carry it out to the end.

"Come in!" Ye Fan showed the World Stone and pulled Lu Qingyu into it.

The last time I went to the Guangwu Continent was for Chen Zhiyu, after two months, this time it was for the entire Void Realm!

Among the companions, in addition to Lu Qingyu, there were only the little demon vine and Ming Xiyue, who was cultivating in the Mixed Sky Beads.

The rest of the people stayed in the Void Realm to retreat and cultivate, making every effort to improve their cultivation and deal with possible crises in the future, only when everyone's cultivation realm was raised to a certain height, quantitative changes could cause qualitative changes, and they were qualified to fight against such a strong threat as the Mo Clan, which was a long-term strategic policy under Ye Fan's system.

As for the short-term coping strategy, it is up to him to implement it personally.

Zixiao City half a day later.

Zixiao City, where hundreds of thousands of monks are concentrated, is still as prosperous as ever, bustling and orderly.

The Jindan Purple Armor monks stationed above the city wall were all straight, representing the supreme majesty of Zixiao City.

Two figures suddenly appeared in the eyes of the Jindan guards, their appearance without warning, obviously teleported out of thin air, and none of them had an imperial sword weapon, which meant that their cultivation was extremely strong, and it seemed that they were not good.

Zixiao City had not encountered an incursor for decades, and the Jindan guards on the city wall exchanged glances with each other and maintained a wait-and-see posture.

A guard commander drew his sword and pointed at Ye Fan and the others, and shouted: "Who are you waiting for, dare to be presumptuous in front of my Zixiao City!?"

Anyone who comes to Zixiao City must pass through the city gate, and it is strictly forbidden to cross the city walls, and they can only teleport after entering the city.

Looking at the posture of these two people, there was no intention of stopping at all, and the head of the guard naturally wanted to reprimand and warn.

The corners of Ye Fan's mouth hooked up a sneer, and he threatened: "The Mo clan is coming, those who follow me will prosper, and those who oppose me will die!

The guards were stunned, this man's brain wasn't burned, was it?

Is this to forcibly occupy Zixiao City? Just the two of them?

"Fart!" The chief guard was furious, and he swung his sword and scolded: "Nobody, you dare to challenge the authority of Zixiao City, and you can quickly descend and die!"

"Hmph, it's really stupid!" Ye Fan waved his hand, Lu Qingyu, who was dressed in black, suddenly had a glint in his eyes, and the aurora broke out from his forehead, with a terrifying speed that almost exceeded the speed of light, it flashed away, spanning a distance of tens of meters, and the ice blue cold glow penetrated the eyebrows of the head of the guard!

The head of the guard fell backwards with a bang, but the abdomen of the corpse suddenly exploded, and a small golden figure burst out.

It turned out to be a monk of Yuanying Cultivator! Yuanying Monk was also easily killed by Lu Qingyu with one move, which really shocked people's hearts and made them frightened.

"You dare to kill me! Immediately let you die without a place to be buried!" The mournful voice of the Yuan Ying villain echoed in the sky, and then fled to the city without his life.

Lu Qingyu's eyes drifted in the depths of a touch of unbearability, she could have pierced that person's Yuan Ying with one move, but she still failed to be ruthless and secretly showed mercy.

"Within ten breaths, if you don't open the city and surrender, this seat will turn Zixiao City into a blood city!" Ye Fan's cold threatening voice echoed, and the additional sound transmission effect spread throughout the entire city, and countless faces looked up in the direction of the city gate of Zixiao City, surprised.

Almost at the same time, dozens or hundreds of precious lights lit up in the city, and the sword qi and sword light shone brightly, and they all flew towards this place together.

Ye Fan looked at it coldly, raised his hand, and the huge and incomparable true dragon body of Jiujiu appeared in front of him, and the terrifying dragon roar rolled out with it, flying sand and stones, shocking countless eyes and deeply stinging the hearing of countless people!

"Dragon! it's a real dragon!" the eyes of some of the more knowledgeable monks widened.

Even in the Guangwu Continent, the true dragon is an extremely rare species, only a few dragon bloodlines are more common, and there is not one in ten thousand monks who have seen the true dragon. But judging from the momentum of Jiujiu, it is exactly the same as the legendary real dragon, I have never eaten pork, and I have always seen pigs run.

With the roar of Jiujiu, the purple flags on the city wall were all broken, and even the flagpole cracked out a few big openings, the cracks creaked and stretched, and the boom continued to sound, and the flagpole at the head of the city collapsed collectively. Several Jindan monks guarding the city were shocked by the dragon yin, and they couldn't help but open their mouths one after another to spurt blood, their faces were pale and earthy.

Those monks who were going to join in the fun were frightened by Long Wei at this moment, and they were collectively discouraged, not daring to approach, only watching from a distance.

But after this dragon groan, the masters of the Corpse Slaying Realm in Zixiao City who had cultivated to a high level were all alarmed, and more than a dozen figures teleported in, all of them with extraordinary momentum, standing in the void, and posing as a wait-and-see posture.

Just two people dared to challenge Zixiao City, and some people watched this excitement.

"Presumptuous! Where did you come from, dare to spread wild in this city?" In the depths of Zixiao City, a sharp howl came out like a eunuch, making people get goosebumps all over their bodies.

"It's Lord Wu!"

"Wu Dashoufu?"

Several corpse slashing realm masters whispered to each other, this voice was sent by Wu Lun, the first assistant of the guest secretary sitting in Zixiao City, this person's cultivation has died to the perfection of the corpse beheading, his strength is strong and unpredictable, he rarely shows up, and it is said that he is the second master of Zixiao City!

"Hmph!" Ye Fan snorted coldly in his nostrils, ignored the man's words, and threatened to drink coldly: "Ten breaths have arrived, the city lord of Zixiao City quickly came out to answer, is it to fall or die?"

"Bold!" Wu Lun couldn't hold back his anger anymore, rolled up with a rolling murderous aura, and appeared in front of everyone with a scream!

This person is thin and withered, an old face is as shriveled as tree bark, a purple dress, shiny and shiny, decorated with all kinds of precious jade, from those precious jades there is constantly a flow of charm, this extraordinary quality of treasure clothes on his body, it looks a little tyrannical.

"That being the case...... Then don't blame me for the ruthlessness of the Mo clan!" Ye Fan didn't look at Wu Lun at all, treating him as if he were air.

As soon as these words landed, Jiujiu, who was surrounded by him, immediately made a gesture of opening his teeth and dancing his claws, making a gesture to attack the enemy, and the dragon Wei fell, the dragon groaned, and the rolling sound shook the sky.

"How daring!" Wu Lun's narrow eyes narrowed tightly, and a vague phantom was reflected behind him, looking closely, it looked like an eight-armed demon god holding a sword and a sword.

In this world, there are very few people who don't give him face, and the perfect cultivation of the corpse realm is only a few steps away from the catastrophe, Wu Lun has lived in a simple place for many years, and it is inconvenient to do it with people, and today he was disturbed by the real dragon, which is also the first time that he has ever been killed.

Being able to see the personal battle of the first assistant of the guest Qing of Zixiao City made those monks who watched the battle feel happy in their hearts, these are the masters who are afraid that the world will not be chaotic, and they are good deeds.

With Wu Lun's cultivation, once he exerts his full strength, he may attract a heavenly tribulation, so he doesn't plan to go all out, and first suppress the enemy in momentum!

The overwhelming black shadow spread out from behind him, and the eight-armed demon shadow instantly differentiated into countless shadows, filling the sky!

Lu Qingyu's pretty face changed slightly, and secretly counted a little, there were hundreds of these shadows!

What kind of evil exercises is this Wu Lun cultivating?

Every shadow contained a chilling murderous intent, and after it was spread across the sky, with Wu Lun as the center, a whole wall of people was formed!