Tian V Cai? Remember, It was an old man who spoke with an aura as cold as frost, and the air around him unconsciously flowed with the breath on his body, giving people a sense of oppression like a mountain.

He was the strongman who had reached the half-step Sacred Realm realm in the mouth of the Ghost Pupil Dao, and just now he directly repelled the Yan Lord with one punch, and he seemed to be at ease.

The strength of the Yan Lord is infinitely close to the Great Perfection of the Divine Pill Realm, and he is not afraid even in the face of a true Divine Pill Realm Great Perfection master.

But the other party was a genuine half-step Sacred Realm powerhouse, and if he really wanted to fight, he didn't have the slightest chance of winning.

Even if there were a total of four Divine Pill Realm masters on the Yan Lord's side, Han Tiande and they had only just broken through, and I was afraid that the other party would be able to kill Han Tiande and them with one finger.

"Lord of Fire!"

Just when the Yan Lord was at a loss, Chen Qingyang's voice suddenly sounded.

He thought it was an auditory hallucination, after all, he didn't feel Chen Qingyang's breath.

But suddenly, Chen Qingyang's breath appeared out of thin air above Yanhuang Mountain, and the Yan Lord raised his head suddenly, and really saw a group of people standing there, and Chen Qingyang was among them.

"Qingyang?"

The Yan Lord stared at Chen Qingyang in disbelief for a while before he reacted.

"Why are you back?" Lord Yan asked in surprise.

And the half-step Sacred Realm old man also turned around suddenly, and when he saw Chen Qingyang and them, his brows also subconsciously furrowed.

Not to mention the Yan Lord, even he didn't know how Chen Qingyang and the others appeared here.

His divine thoughts instantly swept over Chen Qingyang and all of them, except for Xue Dian, an injured Divine Pill Realm master, the other strengths were very weak.

"Huh?"

His gaze suddenly fell on the Ghost Pupil Daoist, and the doubts in his eyes flashed.

The Ghost Pupil Daoist did not have the slightest aura of a martial artist, just like an ordinary old man, but it gave him an unfathomable and strange feeling.

"Impossible, he can never be in the Sacred Realm Realm, except for Emperor Ye and Hades, there is no one in the outside world who can reach the Sacred Realm at all." The old man shook his head inwardly and said.

The Ghost Pupil Daoist only glanced at the old man on the other side lightly, and then his gaze fell on the Yan Lord.

Lord Yan is not very old, and with the strength of the late stage of the Divine Pill Realm, he was able to block a random blow from a half-step Sacred Realm master, which is indeed very remarkable.

"Lord Yan, where did this old miscellaneous hair come from, dare to spread wild on Yanhuang Mountain?" Chen Qingyang looked at the old man with a slightly cold gaze and said.

"Qingyang, don't be rude!" The Yan Lord's face changed, for fear that the other party would kill Chen Qingyang as soon as he got angry, and his body flashed and immediately stopped in front of Chen Qingyang.

Chen Qingyang seemed very relaxed, now that there was a Ghost Pupil Dao person, a half-step Sacred Realm master, Chen Qingyang was not worried that the other party would be able to hurt him at all.

Sure enough, as soon as the old man heard Chen Qingyang call him "Old Zamao", the anger in his eyes swept up like a terrifying wave, and the terrifying momentum was suppressed like destroying the world.

"You're looking for death!"

The old man roared, and his big palm formed a vast palm wind, and he slapped it hard.

This palm was much more powerful than the palm he had used to shake off the Flame Lord before, and the space around him was trembling violently, and a slight crack appeared.

"Let's go!"

Lord Yan's face instantly turned hideous, and he pushed Chen Qingyang away with one palm, and then his whole body was instantly full of golden light, and a dazzling scorching sun appeared behind him.

Great Day Making!

But even so, under the power of the old man's palm, the Flame Lord still felt powerless and hopeless.

The difference in strength between the two is too big, and the other party has already touched the law power of the Sacred Realm realm, and he can't resist it at all.

Seeing that the Flame Lord was about to be swallowed by that palm, suddenly a figure flashed in front of everyone, and he didn't see him make any peace, just flicked his fingers, and an invisible finger shot out, shooting into the old man's chest with lightning speed!

"Poof!"

A large mouthful of blood spurted out of the old man's mouth, and then his thick palm wind dispersed, like the sky after a storm, extraordinarily quiet.

"You ......"

The old man's body almost retreated, clutching his pierced chest, and looking at the Ghost Pupil Daoist with a shocked face.

"This ......"

The Yan Lord was also shocked, he was ready to be seriously injured or even die just now.

Unexpectedly, everything came too suddenly, and someone not only blocked the old man's palm, but also seriously injured him.

Seriously injuring a half-step Sacred Realm master, then there is only one explanation.

The person in front of him was a real ruthless person in the Sacred Realm.

"Who is Your Excellency, who dares to meddle in the affairs of my imperial family?" The old man said in a cold voice, but his gaze at the Ghost Pupil Daoist was obviously full of fear.

Able to pierce his chest with a finger without any resistance, there is no doubt that the other party is a Sacred Realm strongman.

A strongman of this kind of strength, the old man is unheard of.

"Huangfu's family? The first cave day? The Ghost Pupil Daoist asked with a slight startle.

"Exactly, the old man is the emperor's husband, dare to ask your name?" Huang Fukui asked again.

Chen Qingyang was also shocked in his heart, he remembered that Lord Yan was also surnamed Huangfu, could it be that he was from the same family as the other party?

"The old Taoist name is the ghost pupil, as for the name, I have long forgotten it." The Ghost Pupil Daoist said leisurely.

"Oni Hitomi?" Huangfu Kui frowned, obviously this was the first time he had heard the name of the Ghost Pupil Daoist.

"I didn't expect that after hundreds of years, no one in the outside world remembers the name of Lao Dao, I wonder if Huangfu Ming Wang is still alive?" The Ghost Pupil asked.

"Huangfu Mingwang?" When Huang Fukui heard this name, he was stunned at first, and then reacted suddenly.

"How did you know the head of the family?" Huang Fukui asked even more in shock.

King Huangfu Ming, the last head of the Huangfu family, lived for nearly 700 years, and was known as the most genius in the history of the Huangfu family, but he was still unable to break through the longevity tribulation, and had already turned into a piece of loess.

Could it be that this Taoist in front of him is a figure of the same era as Huangfu and Mingwang?

If this is the case, then the other party is really a super old monster, after all, the Emperor Fu Ming has been dead for more than a hundred years.

"The first head of the family? It seems that he didn't make that step either. The Ghost Pupil Daoist shook his head and said.

He had dealt with Huangfu Ming several times, and he knew the strength of the other party, in their time, although Huangfu Ming was not as good as Emperor Ye and other geniuses, he could definitely be called the proud character of the Son of Heaven.

But such evil characters still didn't survive in the end.

"Do the seniors really know the ancestor of the family?" Huang Fukui's tone suddenly became cautious and asked.

The Ghost Pupil Daoist ignored Huang Fu Kui's question, but turned to look at the Yan Lord and said, "What you are cultivating should be the Great Day Creation Transformation Gong of the Emperor Fu Ming back then, right?" ”

The Yan Lord was startled, and the other party could see at a glance that he was cultivating the Great Sun Creation Skill, /./9_9837/