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After taking a look at the surrounding scenery, he stepped on the Immortal Hidden Sword and flew calmly towards the depths of the fierce land. With the cultivation of the middle stage of the Jiedan, he dared to wander around the Seven Desolations like this, not to mention that this young master was unprecedented, and I am afraid that there were only a handful of people who could compete with him.

Half an hour later, a burly young monk in black robe flew out of a valley in front of him and blocked his path.

Xun Yi nodded and smiled at him, and wanted to take a detour past him.

The black-robed young man stopped him again, stared at him suspiciously, and asked, "Where did Daoist friends come from, and where do you want to go?"

Xun Yi replied with a smile: "Naturally, it comes from the outside, and it goes around casually inside." ”

"Do you know what this is?" the suspicion in the young man's eyes intensified.

"Seven Desolate Lands, isn't it?" Xun Yi replied with a smile.

The young man looked at him like a monster and said, "You robe...... It looks like the style of Zixiao Palace, are you a disciple of Zixiao Palace?"

Xun Yi gently dusted off his robe, gradually restrained his smile, and asked, "What advice do you have when you stop on the way down?"

"Are you a disciple of Zixiao Palace?" the young man also sank his face.

"What's the matter? Isn't it?" Xun Yi looked at him for a long time, there are few good people entrenched in the Seven Desolations, Xun Yi naturally knows that this kind of person is not almost able to make friends with two sentences, the guy in front of him who flashed greed in his eyes is probably the idea of wearing his own robe, so he is ready to fight, the other party's cultivation seems to be only comparable to his own, he has no reason to be afraid of such an opponent.

The black-robed young man couldn't answer for a while, and stood there with his eyes flickering.

At this time, another loud voice sounded: "Sure enough, you are arrogant enough, then you must be a disciple of Zixiao Palace, you are not low in your age, from the eleventh generation?" With the words, a middle-aged man with a dark face and wearing a brown robe flew over, and there was a short short-bearded man beside him, who was also forty years old, wearing the same brown robe.

Xun Yi smiled noncommittally, did not answer, and secretly thought about how to deal with these three people.

The black-robed young man was a disciple of the black-faced man, and when he saw Xun Yi's arrogant questioning of the master, he immediately shouted: "You are deaf!

Xun Yi glanced at the young man, and said to the questioner: "You still have a little less knowledge, haven't you seen the costumes of the ten generations of disciples of Zixiao Palace?"

"Ten generations?!Are you a disciple of ten generations?!" The short man's eyes widened in disbelief, and he subconsciously stepped back.

The black-faced man snorted coldly and said, "Do you also believe this? At his age, can he be a disciple of ten generations with this cultivation?"

The short man felt that this was reasonable, and in order to cover up his gaffe just now, he shouted sharply: "Little cub, you dare to speak out and deceive people when you come here, don't say that you are a fake, even if you are really a disciple of the tenth generation of Zixiao Palace, you have to kneel down for Dao Ye here, and say, where did you steal this Dao robe you wear?"

Xun Yi laughed and said, "Aren't you afraid that the wind will flash your tongue? The tenth generation of disciples of Zixiao Palace will kneel down for you? I'm afraid that when you see the twelve generations of disciples, you will only have to flee in a hurry." ”

The short man was annoyed and embarrassed when he heard this, and raised his eyebrows to make a move.

The black-faced man hurriedly stopped him and said, "Just let Yong'er practice with him, and you will kill him again to vent your anger later." ”

The short man said angrily to the young man, "Beat him to my knees!

With the help of Uncle Shi and Shizun, the young man knew that he would never lose, so he stared at Xun Yi with a cruel smile on his face: "Uncle Don't worry, I will definitely leave him a breath!"

Xun Yi stepped back, made a state of fear, and pointed at the three people: "I have no grievances with you, and it is not a capital crime to say two big words, how can you say that killing people will kill people!"

The short man laughed wildly and said, "If you want to bluff people with pretentious means, you are really blind to the dog's eyes, is the Taoist so easy to deceive?

"Good!" the young man smiled at the corner of his mouth, holding a strange short axe, and flew towards Xun Yi.

The black-faced man felt that the moment of this fight was too short, he pretended to calmly turn his head and wanted to say a few words to his junior brother, but before he could open his mouth, he saw his junior brother's eyes widen in horror, he hurriedly followed his junior brother's gaze, and at this moment, he suddenly felt a pain in his abdomen, and then fell down.

Li Yan penetrated his chest when the young man just pounced, if it wasn't for the sneak attack on the two, Xun Yi didn't bother to use Li Yan to deal with this monk of the same level, when Li Yan successfully killed the black-faced person, Xun Yi secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and found out that the other party's cultivation had not yet reached the infant stage, he was sure in his heart, and he wanted to control the Yan Yan in a hurry to stop it in front of the short man's Qi Fu, but it was too fast to get away from the Yan, so close to the distance, his mind had just moved away from the Yan Yan had pierced the short man's Qi Fu, and its indestructible edge directly cut Jin Dan in half。

Because the Yan Yan stopped in time, the short man was still alive, he looked at the Yan inserted in his abdomen in disbelief, and the whole person was stunned like a fool.

Xun Yi walked over with a gloomy face, and scolded angrily: "You have to make trouble for the master, you have to let me kill you, it's really your mother's bastard! It's really unlucky to meet your master!"

If someone is next to him, he will definitely be dumbfounded, and he can't guess what kind of illness this Seven Immortal Monarch of Zixiao Palace is committing, seeing him like that is definitely not a drama is really angry, but the person who has a Li Yan on the air house has not yet opened his mouth to scold, but he scolded first, which is also too domineering. Of course, Xun Yi is really angry, he is about to be reincarnated, and he has added three more lives for no reason, can he not get angry.

The short man didn't have time to pay attention to the little devil at this time, he was not angry anymore, he was desperate except for fear in his heart, and he didn't dare to touch the inkstone until Xun Yi came to him.

"You...... Hidden cultivation, are you really a disciple of the tenth generation of Zixiao Palace?" When he was dying, he really wanted to solve this doubt.

"You give me ......" Xun Yi wanted to make him kneel, but he felt bored halfway through, and then sighed in annoyance, and said in a slightly slower tone: "Let you die clearly, I am the tenth generation disciple of Zixiao Palace, and if I want to take revenge in the next life, I will go to revenge." ”

The short man waved his hand again and again and said: "The villain has eyes and no beads, he deserves to suffer this catastrophe, I beg the immortal monarch to spare my life, and the villain will never forget the great grace." At the moment, he was relying on the remnants of his cultivation to support him, and his body was shaky as he spoke, and he saw that he was unstable in the air.

"Your golden pill is all broken, and you are hiding in the murderous place, what kind of life are you still living?" Xun Yi said impatiently.

The short man thought that he didn't want to show mercy, so he was so frightened that he knelt down and kowtowed repeatedly, and kept saying: "Immortal Monarch spare his life!

"Let you die, and our grudge will be revealed. Xun Yi raised his eyebrows.

"Yes, yes, the villain will never dare to hate the immortal monarch, if the immortal monarch can spare the villain's life, the great kindness and great virtue will never dare to forget!

Xun Yi had a smile in his eyes and said, "Then let's do it, find a place to hide and recuperate." As he spoke, he took away the inkstone and sent him to the hillside below.

The short man didn't expect him to really spare himself like this, and after landing on the ground, he didn't even dare to look back and plunged into the mountains and forests.

Xun Yi Fei fell down to find the corpses of the two people who had been killed, and turned them away with spiritual flames.