At night, the moonlight is cold.

In the Lingguan Palace, the golden light was shining, and the Lingguan Demon Subduing Array on the basement floor was running to the extreme. That huge aura could no longer be concealed, rushing straight into the sky, and the surrounding heaven and earth vitality was surging and tumbling, stirring together, and the momentum was amazing.

Liu Zhengwen, Tian Tan Xuan and the other three, who were originally meditating cross-legged, had already stood up, looking at the light mask with their eyes shining.

In the center of the light array, the primordial gods of Xuanming Zhenjun and Venerable Welling had reached the last moment of separation. The original pitch-black cloud of black qi was divided into two parts, and it was clear that it was not necessary to see it clearly, and the spirit bodies of the two people above the waist had been completely separated, and only the two legs were still glued together.

After a period of rest, and the miraculous effect of the soul-nourishing incense, both Xuanming Zhenjun and Venerable Welling looked radiant and full of energy.

On the stone platform, Xiao Fan's face was slightly pale.

In the past twelve hours, Xiao Fan has used all his strength to urge the power of thunder and lightning in his body twice in a row, although the mana consumption is not very strict, the tyrannical aura of the Silver Wing Lei Peng, which was originally suppressed, began to move again.

Silver Wing Lei Peng is a natural spirit with dual attributes of wind and thunder, Xiao Fan refined his broken inner pill, mastered the skin of the thunder summoning technique, and generally used the thunder summoning technique on Cheng dù, which naturally did not stimulate Lei Peng's tyranny. However, it is two different things to continuously go all out to urge the power of thunder and lightning.

Xiao Fan used his righteous qi to reluctantly suppress the tyrannical qi that was about to move, and used his heavenly eyes to stare at the spirit bodies of Xuanming Zhenjun and Venerable Wei Ling with full attention.

"Old devil, are you ready?"

Xuanming Zhenjun glanced at the Venerable Welling on the other side and asked with a smile.

Master Welling snorted coldly. ignored him, but looked up at Xiao Fan who was suspended in the air. A smile appeared on his face and said, "Xiao Zhenren." This final blow is crucial. ”

Xiao Fan smiled and said, "Senior Welling, do you not believe in Zaixia, or do you not believe in Wujimen, or do you not believe in Xuanming senior?" ”

The Venerable Welling couldn't help but be a little sneering.

Seeing that only the last blow was missing, the two of them could be separated, and the old devil was a little unsteady in his heart. In case Xiao Fan breaks the contract. Breaking his promise and getting fat, he will be in big trouble, with his current appearance, the power of the Yuan Shen has been greatly attenuated, if Xiao Fan wants to deal with him, he has no power to resist at all.

Xuanming Zhenjun said with some disdain: "Old devil, what are you afraid of? Am I going to be the kind of person who breaks his promises? You don't know what the canons and teachings of Wujimen are. At that time, Taixing Zhenren was a monk of the Righteous Path Alliance, and he could personally lead the Wuji Sect people to break off. What do you not believe in such a character? ”

The Venerable Welling smirked and said, "The two of you have misunderstood, and I have no doubts. ”

"Without further ado, the time is almost up now. Here we go. ”

"Okay, let's get started."

At that moment, the two of them closed their mouths at the same time and used their soul power. Begin the final separation.

Xiao Fan's face became more and more solemn. The arc flickered faintly between the ten fingers, ready to go. He is also very clear. This final separation is also the most important, once the separation fails, the soul power of the two has been consumed, and it is difficult to carry out a second separation in a short period of time. There is even a high probability that they will never be separated again.

Time passed little by little, and the separation of the primordial gods gradually reached the most critical juncture.

At this time, Wen Tian and Liu Zheng's faces suddenly changed slightly, and then, Tan Xuan's eyebrows also rose.

A powerful aura was rapidly approaching this side from the northeast.

Inside the light mask, Xiao Fan, who was watching the separation of the Yuan Shen with full attention, also moved his eyebrows slightly. His cultivation was far above Wen Tian and the others, and although he was covered by the Spirit Official's Demon Suppression Array, he still sensed this powerful aura for the first time.

Even Xuanming Zhenjun and Venerable Welling sensed it.

Master Welling was taken aback and couldn't help but say, "Something is wrong, it seems that someone is coming...... It doesn't seem to be weak......"

With the supernatural powers of his Yuanying monk, it is said that the breath of the person is not weak, which shows that this person is really not easy to get along with, but he doesn't know whether he is a friend or an enemy.

Liu Zheng immediately bowed slightly towards the light cover, and said loudly: "Ancestor, disciple go out and have a look." ”

Xuanming Zhenjun said: "The cultivation of the person who came is above you, you must be careful, don't anger him." ”

"The disciple will take care of it."

Wen Tian said: "Liu Zhenren, I'll go and have a look with you." ”

"Okay, there's Senior Brother Lauwen."

After that, the two of them walked out of the Lingguan Hall together, Liu Zheng's robe sleeves were the same, a jade Ruyi emerged, Liu Zheng's body stood up lightly, Ruyi slowly flew into the air, and performed the art of imperial weapons. Wen Tian smiled slightly, and he didn't see what magic weapon he sacrificed, his body was windless, and he floated up, walking side by side with Liu Zheng, but it was a technique to resist the wind.

After Xiao Fan comprehended the Wind Escape Technique, he taught it to the senior brothers and disciples in the sect. Although Wen Tian did not refine the Inner Dan of the Silver Wing Lei Peng, his comprehension of the Wind Escape Technique was naturally not as deep as Xiao Fan's, but flying against the wind could not help him.

The two of them had just flown into the air, only to see the northeast, under the night sky, a black shadow shot towards this side, and the speed was extremely fast.

Wen Tian was secretly surprised, regardless of anything else, the speed of this flight alone seemed to be not below Xiao Fan. Could it be that the cultivation of the people who came here is between Xiao Fan and Xiao Fan? If this is the case, he is really a strong opponent, and he and Liu Zheng join forces, but I am afraid that they may not be able to resist the enemy.

Of course, it is not necessarily the enemy who comes.

It's just that in this era of the end of the law, cultivators are really rare and unheard of, but with the recovery of the cultivation resources of Middle-earth, some ancient monks and demons who have been sleeping for many years have awakened one after another. The spell casting here was at a critical juncture, and the strongest Xiao Fan couldn't leave without permission, so the two of them were extremely nervous.

The black light came in an instant, but it was a man dressed in black, wearing a bamboo hat on his head, pressed low, unable to see his appearance clearly, with a long and a short black waist knife inserted in his waist, holding his chest with both hands, a pair of white socks under his feet, and a pair of clogs, which turned out to be the costume of the East Island samurai.

When the man in black saw Wen Tian and Liu Zheng, he stopped more than ten zhang away, and raised his head slightly, it was a man in the prime of his fifties, his eyes were cold, and a stale aura came to his face, which made people very suspicious of his real age.

Wen Tian and Liu Zheng both poked out their thoughts, and when they swept away, they were suddenly taken aback.

This person's aura is even stronger than Xiao Fan, and he is already a cultivator at the peak of the middle stage of Jindan. Between the two of them and this Dongdao samurai, there is a whole big difference.

In the cultivation realm, such a gap was almost completely impossible to rely on any treasure to reverse.

It's just that at this moment, how could there be such a powerful East Island cultivator who suddenly came to Maoshan Mountain?

Did he pass by or did he come specifically for Qingxuguan?

Liu Zheng didn't have time to think about it, so he hurriedly clasped his hands into fists, saluted the black-clothed monk of Dongdao, and said respectfully: "In Xiamao Mountain, Liu Zheng, dare to ask the seniors with their names?" ”

Wen Tian also clasped his hands into fists and said, "In the Yellow Sea Wentian, I have seen my predecessors. ”

The man looked to be in his fifties. However, the age of the cultivator must not be based on his appearance. The cultivation of the peak of the middle stage of the Jindan, no matter how outstanding the talent is, under normal circumstances, it will take at least more than a hundred years of cultivation. The real age of this blackfriar from the East Island is definitely much older than Wen Tian. Like Xiao Fan, who condensed the golden pill at the age of thirty and stepped into the middle stage of the golden pill in more than a year, it was 100% a special case, and there was no one in ten thousand. Without the bonus of Lei Peng Neidan, without taking the Blood Pill at Meuse Castle, and without the thousand-year-old elixir of the Elixir Garden, Xiao Fan was afraid that he would have already exploded and died, let alone stepped into the realm of Jindan.

Hearing Wen Tian call himself "Huanghai Wentian", Liu Zheng was slightly stunned in his heart, and naturally he didn't bring it out at all.

Wen Tian didn't report the Wuji Gate, but it was actually an intuition that made him sense the hostility of this Dongdao monk. Although Wen Tian had not yet set foot in the Jindan period for the time being, after comprehending some of the realms of the first layer of the "Heavenly and Human Physiognomy", the sharpness of his intuition greatly increased.

"Heaven and man" are all over the world, and the perception of danger is not comparable to the monks of other sects.

"Despicable ape flying Yichang."

The cold eyes of the black-clothed monk flashed on Liu Zheng and Wen Tian's faces, and he said slowly, his voice was like metal rubbing, which made people feel extremely uncomfortable in their ears.

"It turned out to be Ape Fei senior!"

Liu Zheng didn't dare to slack off, and arched his fists again, and his tone became more and more respectful.

"Are you the contemporary true monarch of the Maoshan faction?"

Ape Fei Yichang stared at Liu Zheng with a cold gaze and asked in a deep voice. It sounds like I still know a lot about the inheritance of Maoshan Mountain.

"Don't dare. The contemporary Maoshan Zhenjun is the nephew of the next. May I ask the senior ...... ape flying"

"Nephew? Hehe, your cultivation is already so low, the contemporary Maoshan Zhenjun is still your nephew? So, have your Maoshan factions completely declined? ”

Before Liu Zheng's words were finished, Ape Fei Yichang had already interrupted him unceremoniously, and his tone was full of disdain.

Liu Zheng couldn't help but be secretly frightened, listening to this tone, could this person be another thousand-year-old monster who had just awakened not long ago? It's no wonder that as soon as he got closer, that stale aura came to his face, the same as the old demon aura he had seen in the underground ghost market some time ago. The most important thing is that this ape Fei Yichang seems to be very hostile to the Maoshan faction.

"May I ask the seniors, which genre of Dongdao is the master? Come to Maoshan, do you have any advice? ”

In the face of such a powerful master, although the other party's tone was quite contemptuous of the Maoshan faction, Liu Zheng had no choice but to pretend that he didn't know anything, and carefully responded with words to avoid angering him.

Ape Fei Yichang ignored Liu Zheng's words, turned his head to stare at Wen Tian, and asked coldly, "Are you the descendant of Wujimen?" ”

Wen Tian straightened his chest and said loudly: "Exactly." ”

Now that everyone has asked, Wen Tian naturally has no reason to hide it.

"Yo Xi!"

Ape Fei Yichang sneered, stretched out his hand and pressed it on the hilt of the knife, and with a "boom", an awe-inspiring momentum rushed to his face. (To be continued......)