Can be so ferocious.

The forbidden air prohibition in this Bright Moon City was difficult for even the three-headed and six-armed Golden Immortal Monk to break, but it seemed to be nothing in front of Hui Linglang.

"I think you're tired of it!"

The red-robed strong man's face turned pale, and he stretched out his hand to make a move at the blood fork that fell to the ground, and then the black flames around him tumbled, turning into a dazzling black light, rushing towards the hole where Hui Linglang had fled like a meteor, and then disappeared into the clouds.

Seeing this scene, the eight female cultivators who were showing off their flowers and branches were so frightened that they lost their faces and trembled.

"You can go back to the cave first, and the deity will go back as soon as you go!"

Tietou, Xiaoqing, and Xuanyuan Jingren suddenly heard the sound of the disciples of the Wuwei Sect in their ears.

Eighty-eight disordered

"Meng Jiuxiao, hehe, this name is good!"

The iron head rolled his eyes and smiled.

Xuanyuan Jing and Xiaoqing's expressions were a little worried, this demon can easily compete for the treasure from the hands of a Da Luo Jin Immortal, and dare to hunt down another Da Luo Jin Immortal, how can it be a simple person? Moreover, the True Demon Hall is fierce to Jiaoyue City, but Jiaoyue City has an elder of the famous Da Luo Jin Immortal Realm, and the strength of the True Demon Hall is probably only strong but not weak.

"Let's go, it's too chaotic in the city now, let's go back to the cave first!"

Xuanyuan Jing said unhurriedly, because of Hui Linglang, no one paid special attention to this direction at this moment, and it was a good time to leave.

In the buying and selling hall, Zhao Changfeng, Li Qingshan, Yun Yao, Kuai Wuji, and the man in brocade robe who was in his early teens were negotiating something in a quiet room, and when they heard Hui Linglang's words, their faces changed one by one, and they walked out of the quiet room.

At this moment, a loud bang came, and the world's eyes were filled with dust and smoke, and a big hole was actually knocked out of the wall on one side of the hall, and then, two men, an old man and a young man, walked out of the dust and smoke.

"Zhao Changfeng, let me ask you, is there indeed a fierce true blood in the finale treasure that was snatched away just now?"

The purple-robed old man who walked in front asked in a humming voice.

This old man is tall and has a gray beard, a square face, his eyebrows are flying obliquely like sideburns, his tiger eyes are not angry and self-threatening, and his gestures are mighty.

Following the old man's death was a white-robed young man in his early teens, with long silver skin draped over his dead and his cheeks with clear edges and corners. With a high nose and deep eyes, the muscles on the upper and lower parts of the body are knotted, and the whole person is like a long sword out of the sheath.

"What does Brother Wang mean by this? That true blood was handed over to the old man by Brother Wang himself a day ago. If it weren't for that, how would the old man dare to use the blood of the true spirit to expose the auction?"

Zhao Changfeng's face sank and said unhappily.

"your fart, Lao Tzu only arrived in Kyaukyue City yesterday!"

The purple-robed old man's face was furious.

Hearing this, Zhao Changfeng's face instantly turned pale as paper, and he examined the old man and the strong man with the old man's hair after his death, and suddenly cold sweat soaked on his head. Said sneeringly: "I was fooled, the old man was dizzy, and he actually recognized the wrong person." It must be Zhong Xun's pretended brother Wang, who is willing to use this spiritual blood to cause trouble in Jiaoyue City!"

"Zhong Xun, you mean Zhong Xun of the Western Heavenly Immortal Palace?"

A cold light flashed in the eyes of the purple-robed old man.

"That's right, it's him, this guy confirmed that he had come to Bright Moon City a few days ago. Brother Wang must have heard the man's words just now. He should know the ins and outs of this. It's better to accompany Brother Wang to ask this matter clearly!"

Zhao Changfeng's eyes flashed with the same cold light, and with his divine sense, he naturally also noticed that the red-robed man Meng Jiuxiao was chasing after Hui Linglang's death.

"Brother Zhao is right, Meng Jiuxiao snatched the true blood of the fox, I am afraid that he also knows the inside story of this matter, and wants to find out the true appearance. Let's find this person first!"

The brocade-robed man said in a cloud.

The purple-robed old man and the strong-haired man glanced at each other, and the purple-robed old man gave permission. said: "Okay, the old man believes in you for the time being, when he finds Meng Jiuxiao and regains the true blood of the fox, the work will be in ruins, dare to kill my disciples of the True Spirit Palace, the old man will never let go of these thieves this time!"

"It's time to set sail!"

The strong man with the hair said, and his figure flickered, and he rushed out of the hole in the trading hall first.

The purple-robed old man and Zhao Changfeng followed.

"Brother Tai still has to be careful, those guys in the True Demon Hall have always been scheming!"

The brocade-robed man suddenly spoke.

"Brother Xian must also prevent the True Demon Hall monks from continuing to cause chaos in the city!"

Zhao Changfeng's voice came from afar.

Then, a loud bang came, and the purple-robed old man actually smashed the prohibition of Kyaukyue City and the thick canopy of heaven with one punch, and went straight to the ninth night.

"It seems that the True Demon Palace is determined to take the Bright Moon City, and I don't know how many high-level monsters have been ambushed in the city!"

Li Qingshan stretched out his hand to stroke his beard, his expression ugly.

"Yes, I'm afraid that the sweat of these tens of thousands of years will be ruined!"

Yun Yao also said worriedly.

Kuai Wuji frowned, bowed to the brocade-robed man, and said, "Uncle Shi, what should I do next?"

"What else can be done?"

The brocade-robed man sighed lightly, and said with a wry smile: "Let's go down and prepare, once the True Demon Hall attacks the city in a big way, evacuate in time!"

......

Above the Nine Skies.

The loud thunderclap rang out one after another.

Meng Jiuxiao and Hui Linglang were in a good fight, one of the blood flames around him rolled, transforming into a blood flame giant tiger with a body like a mountain, and pounced on each other with a solemn expression, but the other looked solemn and urged the dazzling golden light of acres to smash towards the rushing blood tiger.

Around the body, there was also a black mace dozens of feet long and a golden giant blade entangled together, and Ding Ding rang into a ring.

For a moment, people were evenly matched.

"Hehe, surnamed Meng, your rival is here, I won't play with you yet!"

Hui Linglang suddenly smiled, and before the words fell, the dazzling golden light suddenly rose to the sky, smashing the past at Meng Jiuxiao.

Storm Gao Wen, a wave of coercion suddenly came first.

Meng Jiuxiao's complexion changed slightly, and his figure suddenly twisted and shook strangely, and he disappeared casually, teleporting to a thousand feet away.

The golden light fell into the air, but it was full of spirituality and twisted in the air, smashing at the mace.

Along with this, Hui Linglang's figure suddenly flew backwards like a light smoke, and then, looking in a direction, flew away.

With a loud sound of "bell", the mace was smashed by the dazzling golden light, and it flew thousands of feet away, and the rolling black flames on the body of the stick instantly subsided, and the aura dimmed.

The dazzling golden light and the golden blade roared and chased after the emblem Linglang.

Dimly, you can see a treasure of copper and iron in the golden light.

"How can this thing be in your hands?"

Dream Jiuxiao screamed.

"Go home and ask your grandfather!"

Hui Linglang smiled sarcastically, and flew away without looking back.

Meng Jiuxiao examined the mace that seemed to be a great spiritual damage, and his eyes seemed to be about to erupt fire, this is now a treasure that has been damaged in a short period of time, turning his head to look at Hui Linglang in the distance, and as soon as the mana in his body is urged, he is about to catch up.

In the distance, Dao Dunguang roared in the shape of a product.

The person at the head is none other than the majestic purple-robed old man.

"Dream Jiuxiao, stop for Lao Tzu!"

The purple-robed old man's voice was like thunder.

"Wang Lao'er, did you have your brain kicked by a donkey, don't put the treasure of the treasure copper coin, but come to provoke Benjun, okay, Benjun's forehand is itchy, if there is a kind of you chasing it!"

Meng Jiuxiao put away the mace, a sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he flew away in the other direction.

"Chase!"

The purple-robed old man shouted loudly, raised his right hand, and grabbed it at Meng Jiuxiao.

A tiger claw with a silver flame tumbling suddenly floated above Meng Jiuxiao's head and slapped it fiercely.

The corners of Meng Jiuxiao's mouth showed a touch of disdain, his figure flickered, and his speed suddenly became a little faster, brushing the ground, rushing out of the way, the tiger's claws fell into the air, and the "thunder" broke out, and the rolling silver flames twisted and changed into silver spears, stabbing towards Meng Jiuxiao like a storm.

On the other side, Zhao Changfeng's robe sleeves flicked, and a white light flew out, turning into a sharp blade that shot cold light, and it was also shooting towards Meng Jiuxiao.

Under the feet of the strong man with the hair, two golden thunderbolts suddenly flew out, colliding with the center, there was a loud bang, and the figure of the strong man with the hair disappeared casually, and the next moment, the arc around the body swirled in front of Meng Jiuxiao.

With both hands rubbing together, a golden electric python as thick as a bucket shook its head and pounced on Meng Jiuxiao.

Meng Jiuxiao's complexion couldn't help but change slightly, and with a wave of his arm, the mace flew out of his hand and struck at the golden electric python.

The sleeve of the other robe shook, and a black bead flew out of the sleeve, dripping and spinning against the wind, and two rays of light and shadow, one black and one red, flew out of the bead, and twisted in the air, turning into two monks, a man and a woman.

The man was in his teens, dressed in black armor, with a fierce face, and the woman was dressed in a fiery red tight-fitting shirt, with a petite figure, but her face was extremely enchanting.

Eighty-nine snipers

In the thunder, the golden electric python was torn, and the mace flew back upside down.

"Lei Zhenzi, meet again, haha, great!"

Seeing the face of the man with the hair at a glance, the black-armored man's eyes suddenly lit up, his hands quickly pinched his chest, and with a push forward, a black thunderball was born casually, and it went straight to the man with the hair.

The red-shirted woman grinned, waved her arms, and with a "boom", a ball of rolling red flames rose into the sky, turning into arrows in the sky, and shot towards the man with hair.

The mutation suddenly appeared, the bearded man's face changed suddenly, his figure flickered, and he teleported to another location, and dodged the surprise of thunder and arrow rain in time.

The arc around the body catapulted, and the thunder roared,