Zhang Yang hadn't been to Zixiao Palace, and he didn't know the way to Zixiao Palace, he only knew that Zixiao Palace was outside the Nine Heavens, in the depths of chaos, and he really didn't know the specific location. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Along the way, the lantern flew in front and Zhang Yang in the back, neither of the two spoke, one in front of the other, flying forward, and the lamp could not see Zhang Yang's cultivation clearly, so he was intentionally or unintentionally tempted during the flight.

The speed of flight is getting faster and faster, but Zhang Yang has always followed unhurriedly, no matter how fast he is, Zhang Yang can keep up, and always maintains a certain distance, which makes Ran Deng secretly frightened, you must know that he is the cultivation of the early stage of Da Luo Xian, and he can still follow him without blushing, panting, and without changing his face, which shows that Zhang Yang's cultivation is at least comparable to him.

Where does the lamp know the subtlety of the Zhang Yang exercises, the great shift, between heaven and earth, as long as the mana is enough, the cultivation is reached, and the heaven and earth are allowed to be vertical and horizontal, and they can come and go freely.

Along the way, the two of them were speechless, passed through the Nine Winds, entered the Nine Heavens, and soon came to the edge of the boundless and violent chaos, and the monks wearing various costumes on the road gradually increased.

Zhang Yang raised his eyes and looked around, secretly exclaiming in his heart, although there are not many people, but all of them are above the realm of Da Luo Immortal, and they are in pairs with each other, and they come together.

The first time Zhang Yang came to Zixiao Palace, he didn't know anyone at all, and followed the lamp to the edge of chaos, in the vast chaos, everywhere was filled with this gray air current, all-encompassing, all-encompassing, gray air flow collided, exploded, and turned into earth, water, wind and fire.

"What a horrible Chaos!"

Looking at the chaos explosion, the evolution of earth, water, wind and fire, Zhang Yang was secretly frightened, this is by no means just one person can enter, without the treasure to protect himself, entering the chaos is looking for death.

However, Zhang Yang is not afraid, he has the best innate spirit treasure pure world white lotus talisman, and others can survive the chaos with a top-grade innate spirit treasure, and he believes that he can too.

I saw a dark belt of light from the edge of chaos, straight to the depths of chaos, like a guide sign, pointing to the vast expanse, and many monks with innate spirit treasures, slowly walking along the dark light belt to the depths of chaos.

"Gourd Daoist, please!"

"Fellow Flame Lamp, please first!"

Randen and Zhang Yang were polite to each other, Randen thought that Zhang Yang's cultivation was higher than him, and he was in a strong position of respect, so he asked Zhang Yang to invite first, but Zhang Yang had never entered the chaos and had no bottom in his heart, so he asked Randen to invite first, let him go ahead, and help him explore the way.

Suddenly, a very gloomy and arrogant voice sounded in the ears of Zhang Yang and Randen: "Get out!" Then two golden sword qi shot at Burning Lamp and Zhang Yang respectively.

Feeling the crisis, Zhang Yang didn't think about it, Xuan Gong was running, and the Qiankun moved and unfolded, turning into an afterimage, dodging the sword qi that shot in, his face was a little gloomy, and he looked up.

I saw a middle-aged man wearing a black robe, with a gloomy face and a hint of contempt in his eyes, exuding a cold aura all over his body, and also having the cultivation of this Da Luo Immortal in the early stage, with his hands behind his back, with a proud expression, standing not far from Zhang Yang.

"Who?"

Lighting the lamp directly sacrificed a golden ruler, which was his companion high-grade innate spirit treasure measuring the heavenly ruler, blocking the sword qi, and turned around and looked at the person with a gloomy face.

Zhang Yang frowned, took out his black knife, and looked at the black-robed middle-aged man coldly, because he felt a trace of threat, and together with the burning lamp, he looked at the black-robed middle-aged man indifferently.

"Who is the poor Dao, you don't deserve to know! Why do you still want to fight with Poor Dao, it's not that Poor Dao looks down on you, just the two of you, even if you join forces, and you are not Poor Dao's opponent! ”

The middle-aged man in the black robe glanced at the lamp with disdain, and then looked at Zhang Yang with contempt, and said proudly.

"Take a broken knife, you want to do it with Poor Dao, you are also worthy, get out of the way!" Seeing Zhang Yang's ugly black knife, the middle-aged man in the black robe looked down on Zhang Yang even more, and with a wave of his big sleeves, he swept towards Zhang Yang, contemptuous like a fly.

For him, which of the monks who can come here is not a person with deep fortune and feet, and the accompanying spiritual treasures are all congenital, and a person with a broken knife is not worthy of coming here.

Randen saw Zhang Yang take out a black knife, without any innate spiritual rhyme, the corners of his mouth were withdrawn for a while, looking at Zhang Yang's gaze was a little weird, the innate spirit treasure grade represented the face of the monk, Zhang Yang took out an ordinary iron knife, even Randen also felt ashamed, was said by the black-robed man, felt even more embarrassed, and regretted a little in his heart, bringing Zhang Yang here.

"I'll take a broken knife and take care of your!"

was repeatedly contemptuous and looked down upon by the black-robed man, Zhang Yang was also angry, seeing his big sleeves blowing, he raised the black knife in his hand, mana poured in, the black light flashed, and slashed towards the black-robed man's sleeve.

Although the black knife is ugly, it has no innate spiritual rhyme, and it does not belong to the innate spiritual treasure, but under its ugly appearance, it hides the edge of slashing immortals and destroying gods, and cutting off the innate spiritual treasure is like cutting vegetables, and the sleeves of the black-robed man can withstand it, and it is instantly split in half.

"Huh? How can a broken knife cut through my acquired treasure Kunpeng treasure clothes? The sleeve was cut off, and the black-robed man was taken aback, his face turned red, and he was almost counterattacked.

The clothes on his body that others don't know, he knows in his heart that the clothes on his body are the body that falls off when he transforms, and he is sacrificed to become an acquired treasure, although it belongs to the day after tomorrow, but the defense ability does not have to be weak at all, and the ugly black knife is easily cut, which makes him both shocked and angry, and he can't believe it.

"That's fine!"

Randen also widened his eyes, his eyes were full of horror, he thought it was a shameful black knife, but he didn't expect it to be a divine weapon, which made him feel like he was eating chaff stuck in his throat.

The brazen power was unforgiving, the Qiankun moved and unfolded, turned into an afterimage of the Tao, came to the back of the black-robed man, raised the black knife and poured mana, and the combat skills were used in the wind and snow.

The black knife is out, the wind and snow are accompanied, and the snowflake world is more brilliant.

As the flamboyant black knife fell, the rolling snow fell from the sky, instantly covering the black-robed man's body with a thick layer of snow, and the snowflakes were cold to the bone.

The snow is drifting and dancing, the sky and the earth are roaring, the lightning is frightening, and the endless killing snowflakes appear.

A black knife turned into a flying snow world, and the white snowflakes turned into countless knives, and finally condensed into a black knife. The sharp killing machine swept through the black-robed man's body, as fast as lightning, like thunder, and went straight to the black-robed man's choking throat.

The snowflakes in the sky and the cold killing machine made the black-robed man stunned for a moment, and then he came to his senses, and hurriedly sacrificed his top-grade innate spirit treasure, a nine-fold palace shrouded in immortal light, appeared above his head, scattering Dao Dao immortal light, protecting his whole body.

Thundered!

The fairy light touched the black knife, as if the knife touched the paper, it shattered instantly, the black knife still slashed forward, and slashed fiercely on the nine-fold palace, the nine-fold palace trembled, the black-robed man's face turned pale, he stepped back a few steps, and looked at Zhang Yang in shock.

He really couldn't figure it out, a black knife without any innate spirit rhyme, the scrap iron in his eyes, actually cut through the immortal light scattered by his top-grade talisman innate spirit treasure, which was simply unheard of.

"What a black knife! What a swordsman! ”

Seeing Zhang Yang's body protection immortal light that smashed the top-grade innate spirit treasure of the black-robed man with one sword, he didn't underestimate the black knife with a burning lamp, and he was ruthless to Zhang Yang's shot, and he was in his heart.

A knife slashed on the top-grade innate spirit treasure, Zhang Yang was also subjected to a great rebound of the power, relying on the subtlety of refining the Heaven and Earth Sutra, took a few steps back, took the strength of his body, stood with the knife, and stared at Zhang Yang coldly.

Although the knife just now was a surprise attack, Zhang Yang also roughly tried his combat power, and he could rival the early stage of Da Luo Xian, but he couldn't defeat it, and Zhang Yang was already very satisfied with it.

"Who are you?

Zhang Yang's amazing knife just now made the black-robed man look at Zhang Yang a little jealous, knowing that Zhang Yang was not easy to provoke, looking Zhang Yang up and down, and said with a gloomy face.

"Hulu, who are you?" Zhang Yang looked at the black-robed man coldly and said.

"Hulu?"

The black-robed man read it a few times in his mouth, and found that he had no impression at all, shook his head, and looked at Zhang Yang and said, "I'm Kunpeng!" Today's humiliation, he will return it every day! ”

"Kunpeng? Demon Master Kunpeng? How could it be him! ”

Hearing the word Kunpeng, Zhang Yang's heart was awe-inspiring, the demon master Kunpeng, and the northern Kunpeng, and then threw himself to the Eastern Emperor Taiyi, during the Lich War, Emperor Jun died in battle, snatched the river Tuluo book and escaped into the North Underworld, he is definitely a sinister villain, and now he has an inexplicable feud, which makes Zhang Yang very depressed, however, Zhang Yang is not a person who is afraid of things, Zhang Yang's enemy is a saint, and a small Kunpeng is really not in his eyes.

"Kunpeng?"

Burning the lamp was also surprised, obviously heard of Kunpeng's name, knew that Kunpeng was not easy to mess with, his face was a little ugly, and he secretly regretted it, he knew that it was him, and he was a little shameful in his words, and it was harmless, but he was hated by Kunpeng, and he was a little uncomfortable in his heart, and there was a way: Rather mess with a gentleman, don't mess with a villain!