Kunlun Immortal Palace under the bright moon and starry sky, climbing the peak and looking down, is like a sleepy and hazy leaning beauty.

In front of the main hall of the Pantheon, the open square is all paved with bluestone slabs and granite.

The eight people in the square in front of the gate who don't know whether they are humans or demons or demons are hidden in the black mist, individually, except for the one who can't see the cultivation realm, the other seven are above the middle of the fifth heaven.

The dark energy fluctuations emitted by these strange guys are the same, and the eight of them together seem to be able to resonate, and an overwhelming terrifying coercion strikes, as if to force people's souls out of their bodies.

"Who are you who dare to trespass on my Kunlun Immortal Palace?" Huayang Zhenren was not angry and self-assured, and released the spiritual power of the Xuanmen Sect, and the two invisible forces collided together in an instant.

Two completely different spiritual powers, one black and one gold, were pressed against one side, constantly hitting each other fiercely, and it seemed to be in a state of anxiety.

Only about thirty seconds had passed, but in this strange and tense atmosphere, it was as torturous as thirty minutes.

Yi Xiaofeng just wanted to use the Chaos True Fire to help his master, but he was stopped by the senior brother Zhanhong beside him, and shook his head to signal him not to act rashly.

"The master duel, the universe is staggered, the sun and the moon are unpretentious, just like the tips of two swords facing each other, there is no room for the intervention of a third party, not to mention the realm of the master's eightfold heaven, with one enemy and eight without falling behind, why should we do more. What's more, the battle between the two sides has entered the final moment, and if you go up at this time, not only will it be useless, but you may also be injured. So the only thing we can do at this time is to trust the master. ”

Zhanhong did not speak, but transmitted the voice to Yi Xiaofeng through his divine sense, which others could not hear.

"I see, big brother." Yi Xiaofeng understood that what the senior brother said was true, he just instinctively encountered foreign enemies, and he would have a desire to protect the people around him, perhaps this had a lot to do with his experience in the past one or two years.

In addition to Zhanhong, Yi Xiaofeng's other six senior brothers also showed a trace of worry on their faces. Among them, the third, fourth, and sixth senior brothers had already grasped the hilt of the sword in their right hands, ready to attack the enemy at any time.

Huayang Zhenren found that the eight people on the other side were close to the limit, and it was time to give the final blow, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and the strength that was more than twice as high as the current one exploded, directly crushing the strength of the eight people on the other side.

The black fog cleared, and the eight invaders finally revealed their true colors.

The leader is two meters tall, with a naked upper body, bare feet, dark skin and magma red, an explosive muscle, and powerful force; A gathered pattern is scattered throughout the face, I don't know whether it was born or acquired, it seems to be some kind of faith, or some kind of meaning; There is a thumb-sized red pattern at the center of the eyebrow, which looks like a symbol of fire from a distance, and if you look closely, you will notice that it is the mark of a monster, which seems to be the image of a legendary beast.

The strangest thing was his eyes, the whole eyeball was black, and the middle pupil part was two purple-gray circles, which seemed to be dancing with tiny flames. The expression is as rigid as a stone, as if this person never knows what joy and sorrow are, and will always be a dead face.

The other seven people, six men and one woman, are even stranger-looking, tall, short, fat and thin, the only thing they have in common is one thing, that is, they all contain an extremely powerful yin and evil aura, as if they are devils from the Nine Hells.

A sharp cold light, mixed with strong resentment, such a direct hostility, as the person concerned, how could Yi Xiaofeng not feel it.

Looking for his intuition, sure enough, there was a person staring at him with a vicious gaze, and he was the only woman in the opposing camp.

The person is about six feet tall, dressed simply, but outlines her devilish figure, from the dress seems to be the ancient Western Regions style, if you only look at the bewitching posture, it is absolutely seductive, and men can't stop looking at it.

But when you see her eyes, it will definitely make you sweat backwards, and the hairs stand on end, because they are a pair of sinister eyes that are almost like snakes.

It's strange, why did that person have such a strong hatred for him when they first met, could it be that the black shadow in the osmanthus forest of Yushu Peak is this person?

Although the first round of the competition was defeated, the opponent did not see the slightest anger or surprise, and there was no emotional fluctuation in their eyes, as if nothing had happened.

"Huayang Zhenren's cultivation is really unfathomable, and with one of the eight of us, he can still have the upper hand, and it is not in vain that I and the Seven Spirits will go through this experience at the same time." The man at the head was expressionless and said lightly.

"Seven Spirits!" Yi Xiaofeng was immediately shocked, and the fog that had been in place was finally about to clear the clouds.

If it is really the Seven Spirits, then 99.9% of the people who are the leader are the Elimination of the Three Souls, and the people who kidnapped Zhang Ying are exactly the same as the evil aura emanating from them, no different.

Could it be that this is Xia Lan's plane?

Isn't Qiqi already devastated? Why do the Three Souls and the Seven Spirits still appear here?

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"I just heard rumors that they seem to be Qiqi's subordinates, but they were destroyed by Jiugong Ling's Xia Lan three hundred years ago, and I don't know why they are now in Kunlun." Zhan Hong replied hesitantly.

Yi Xiaofeng's fist couldn't help but clench with a rattling sound, and a resolute and resentful light shot out of his eyes, that look seemed to be impatient, and he didn't even notice that due to his emotion, his body involuntarily emitted an unusually powerful flame power, which made Zhan Hong, who was the first to find out, look surprised and puzzled......

"Seven spirits? If Poor Dao's guess is correct, you should be Yan Tai, one of the three souls? Huayang Zhenren frowned slightly, and an ominous premonition quietly began to breed.

"It's still an old man who is well-informed, unlike this kid, who hasn't even heard of our name." Yan Tai leaned slightly sideways and glanced at Yi Xiaofeng with slanted eyes, the meaning of contempt was self-evident.

A man wants a face, and a tree wants bark. What's more, today's Yi Xiaofeng is no longer what it used to be, and of course he will no longer treat the evil people who kidnapped his lover.

"Hey, big black guy, who do you think you are? Turtle or elephant? Brother Sharp or Sister Fleur? Why does everyone have to know you, it's really a pig's nose with green onions, a sparrow wearing a phoenix crown, and an old lady wearing a wedding dress...... "Of course Yi Xiaofeng knows who they are, and he knows how strong their strength is, of course, that is just the cognition that stays in the Xia Lan animation, as for the skills and strength of the three souls and seven spirits in this world, he is not sure.

"Although I don't understand what you said later, but in the previous words, I can hear that you are scolding me, boy, do you know what the consequences of being disrespectful to me, one of the three souls?"

"No matter what three souls and seven spirits you have, as long as it is an evil demon and an outer way, you will be scattered." A cultivator in the early stage of the Fourth Heaven chattered endlessly about a Demon Dao master who was at the peak of the Sixth Heaven and was only one step away from reaching the Seventh Heaven, making the appearance of earnest teaching, which broke everyone's conventional thinking and understanding.

"Hahaha......" For Yi Xiaofeng's arrogant words, there was a powerful and strange magic sound in the laughter, and the laughing people's hearts trembled, and those who did not reach the realm of cultivation all felt a pain in their heads.

Needless to say, Huayang Zhenren's cultivation of the Eight Heavens was self-explanatory, and the laughing magic sound of the Gou Killing Hook was naturally ineffective for him.

What is really surprising is that there is one person who has the lowest cultivation and the shortest cultivation time in the present, but he is not affected and does not have the slightest discomfort.

"How is this possible! This kid is just a fourfold heaven cultivator, how can he resist my incineration demon sound? Could it be that there is something wrong with him? While he was puzzled, he paid more attention to Yi Xiaofeng.

"Buddha Amitayus!" Huayang Zhenren's Taoist mantra dissolved the magic sound of killing hooks in a snap of his fingers. "Qiqi won't think that just a few of you want to destroy my Kunlun, right?"

"The head of Huayang has misunderstood, I have no intention of being an enemy of you Kunlun when I am here. Otherwise, at this moment, do you think Kunlun can still enjoy peace and tranquility so peacefully? "The people in the demon path are really arrogant, even if their strength is not as good as the other party, they are not afraid at all, and they are still in a lofty tone.

"Taiping? What's going on with the four Kunlun disciples lying on the ground, don't tell me they're asleep. After Zhan Hong figured out the origin of the other party, his tone was even colder, with three points of anger in his eyes, seven points of vigilance, and five fingers to grasp, and there was a tendency to do it if he didn't agree with him.

"Hehe, that's just the way you say that the demon path demon appears, if we don't see blood everywhere we go, how can we be worthy of the demon in your mouth? What's more, just four people are really not worth mentioning. ”

This time it was a person with a silver face who spoke, his slender pupils were purple, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, which was originally a smiling expression, but what he saw from this person's expression was ruthless and cold.

"Bold and demonic, mouth outrageous, too don't put me Kunlun in my eyes, as the eldest disciple of Kunlun Immortal Palace, if you don't teach you a lesson, wouldn't it be so that the world will laugh at me Kunlun No one, look at the trick."

"Wait a minute, big brother." Yi Xiaofeng's sudden drinking and fighting made everyone look sideways, and they didn't know why.

"Little junior brother, what's wrong, why did you shout to stop?" Zhanhong was angry at this time, so his tone couldn't help but be a little heavy.

Yi Xiaofeng didn't care, he still stared at the silver-white face with a wild face without squinting: "Senior brother, the boss of the other party didn't make a move, if you make the first move, won't you fall into the identity of the senior brother?" This yin and yang weird white-faced demon is enough for me to hand it over to my junior brother. ”

"Ninth Senior Brother, this person's cultivation has reached the peak of the Five Heavens, I'm afraid you're ......"

"Senior brother, do you want to say that I, who was fighting against him at the peak of the Fifth Heaven in the early stage of the Fourth Heaven, was simply overwhelmed and hit the stone with an egg, right?"

"Senior Brother Jiu, I didn't mean that, you misunderstood, I'm just worried about ......"

"Okay, senior brother doesn't need to say much, your kindness, junior brother, I understand it, even if my skills are not as good as others, it's a big deal to splash seven feet of blood, I will never show weakness to the enemy and fall into the prestige of the master and Kunlun."

Yi Xiaofeng's words asserted, since he met Zhanhong, he has been respectful and harmonious, but today it is abnormal and incomprehensible.

However, the corners of his mouth are always slightly raised, I wonder if he is mocking and sneering, or proud to see the discord of the opponent's camp, or contemptuous because the opponent is too weak? No one could see what was going on in his mind.

Yi Xiaofeng took in the expression of the killer, but there was no emotional reaction. One palm is rotated inward, the true qi in the palm is condensed, and when one palm is struck, the energy rotates at high speed, like a dense knife net, there is no wind and waves, the air is almost drained where it passes, and the space is gradually distorted.

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(End of chapter)