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As a perennial cultivator who mixes the two realms of good and evil, Fengyue Ancestor's strength and insight will naturally not be as shallow as ordinary people. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Seeing that the vampire old demon died under the "Divine Sword and Thunder True Technique", Fengyun Ancestor did not feel panicked, but secretly glad that he was not as impulsive as the vampire old demon, otherwise, the pile of black ash on the ground at this moment that could not even be recognized was himself.

"What's going on!"

"The true trick of the Divine Sword and Thunder, it's not good, there must be an invasion of demon demons!"

"That figure just now is Senior Brother Ye!"

"Whoosh,"

Countless sounds of breaking the sky came, as early as when Ye Fan cast the "Divine Sword and Thunder True Technique", all the Qingyunmen disciples in the camp were alarmed, and even the people from Tianyin Temple and Incense Valley on the side rushed towards the dense forest.

And at this moment, Fengyue Ancestor, who heard the movement, couldn't help but change his face, turned his head to look at Ye Fan, who had just settled down and was still slightly panting, and said hatefully: "It seems that we are going to fight quickly." Boy, you can only blame you for provoking someone you shouldn't have provoked, and you will be killed! ”

In Fengyue Ancestor's opinion, Ye Fan is just a second-generation disciple of Qingyunmen, even if he is talented, after forcibly casting the "Divine Sword and Thunder True Technique", how much strength can he have?

Because of this, Fengyun Ancestor just waved his hand casually, and in an instant, the wind blew fiercely in the quiet woods, and several blue lights were caught in the wind and slashed towards Ye Fan.

"Buzz!"

The pale yellow mask reappeared,

The moment the blue light touched it, the mask shook violently, like a bubble blown by the wind, as if it couldn't withstand the pressure, and gradually dimmed.

"Hmph, let's see how long you can hold on!"

Seeing Ye Fan struggling under his own spells, a trace of fierceness flashed in Fengyue Ancestor's eyes.

Now, although he has lost his most convenient magic weapon "Mountain and River Fan", he only relies on his own spiritual power and uses his hands to control the wind, and his power is not weak.

One after another fierce wind rolled out from the sleeves of the Fengyue Ancestor, and the wind, which had no power in the past, showed extremely strong lethality in his hands!

In just an instant, the surrounding trees were densely covered with small but deep cutting marks, and the surrounding flat ground gradually lifted bursts of sand and dust, like an earthy yellow dragon!

In the face of the cold wind sweeping from all directions, the light mask formed by the "hexagram" showed unprecedented toughness.

This magic weapon obtained from the tenth generation patriarch of Qingyunmen, Wufangzi Zhenren, its power is simply beyond imagination, although it cannot reflect all the attack power as it describes, but as long as the user's spiritual power is strong enough, it is enough to resist any attack of the same realm.

And Ye Fan's cultivation was beyond the imagination of Fengyue Ancestor, after casting the "Divine Sword and Thunder True Technique", he did not have no power to resist like Lu Xueqi did in the ring at the beginning, he only rested for a while, and the spiritual power in his body gradually filled up again.

"Heaven and earth are upright, Haoran lasts forever, don't seek to punish immortals, but kill ghosts and gods!"

With this explosion, a huge pillar of light rose into the sky, illuminating the entire forest.

The white light roared like a huge dragon and rushed towards the Fengyue Ancestor, devouring it in one fell swoop in the latter's panicked eyes!

"Boom!"

A fragmented body fell straight to the ground, just revealing the dead eyes of the Fengyue Ancestor.

Tian Buyi, Cangsong and others, who rushed to hear the news, just saw this scene, and their eyes were full of irrepressible horror.

"Master Ye, this ...... What's going on? ”

In the end, it was a first-level figure, just a few glances at the trees that had been ravaged to the point of disappearance, as well as the remaining scorch marks on the ground, the two glanced at each other, and in the end, Tian Buyi, who was closer to Ye Fan, took the lead in speaking.

"It's nothing, it's just two old guys who want to provoke,"

Ye Fan said casually, his face was slightly pale, and he successively used the two true sword techniques of Qingyunmen, Rao is that he had already entered the Shangqing Realm, and his spiritual cultivation was far better than before, and he also felt a little unbearable.

"Old fellow, is it someone from the Demon Sect! Wait a minute...... Isn't this Fengyue Ancestor? ”

Tian Buyi was not stupid, and quickly exchanged glances with Cangsong Daoren, and his face suddenly became much more serious, "Even characters like Fengyue Ancestor are here, it seems that these demon sect demons are still a little restless!" ”

While a few people were talking, they could only hear the footsteps in the forest, but in a moment, more than a hundred people came out from all corners, all of whom were from the righteous path. The Faxiang and Fashan of Tianyin Temple, Li Xun and Yanhong of Incense Valley are among them, and the one who walks in the forefront is Su Ru.

"Uncle Su, you're here too," Ye Fan turned his head and nodded at Su Ru.

When Su Ru heard this, she first glanced at Ye Fan with disgust, and saw that there were no scars on his body, so she smiled and quipped: "There was such a big movement just now, and we are not blind, so naturally we have to come over to take a look." ”

"Senior brother, are you okay," Tian Ling'er on the side also came over and said with concern.

Feeling the worry in Tian Ling'er's eyes, Ye Fan's heart warmed, and he nodded and smiled: "It's okay, it's just that I took care of a few demon thieves." ”

"Be careful!"

Just when a few people were talking, the Cangsong Daoist on the side suddenly let out a loud shout,

In the darkness, a purple light and several black gases flashed at the same time, and several strong forces attacked everyone from the darkness, like a sea of mountains, and in an instant, they had already come to the front of everyone.

"Demons!"

Seeing this, Ye Fan was about to sacrifice the Liuhe Mirror to resist, but he heard Tian Buyi on the side roar angrily,

"Choke,"

A fiery dragon emerges,

In the blink of an eye, a blazing heat wave broke through the sky, like a huge wave emptying, sweeping the entire forest. Within ten zhang of them, all the trees withered instantly, and only a brilliant flame rushed towards those few black gases.

"Boom!"

The firelight dissipated, and I saw the purple and black gas flickering, and a few people appeared, and in the woods behind them, countless footsteps sounded at the same time. There are many shadows in the darkness, and I don't know how many people are hiding inside, just look at the dozens of people who appeared and walked out, most of them are from the Demon Sect.

Ye Fan couldn't help but be surprised, standing at the forefront of the people in the Demon Sect was the Ghost King, and beside him, there were three people, one was a bald old man, the other was a dwarf with a fierce appearance but a very short stature, and as for the other one, he was a white-faced scholar, chic and outstanding, with a smile on his face, and he couldn't see a trace of evil.

Here in the right way, Cangsong Daoren and Tian Buyi and others next to him glanced at each other, the corners of their eyes seemed to twitch slightly, snorted, and said coldly: "Okay! All right! You old guys, you have finally been born one by one. ”

When the ghost king heard this, he smiled but didn't speak, his expression was very relaxed, and he didn't have the slightest feeling of the enemy's current situation, and the white-faced scholar standing next to him glanced at him.

"Cangsong Dog Road, do you remember your grandfather?" Suddenly, a hoarse voice came.

The young disciples here in the righteous path frowned together, but they saw that it was the fierce-looking dwarf who was staring at Cang Song at the moment, with a fierce light in his eyes, like a vicious wolf.

Cang Song sneered and said, "Demon, do you remember that sword back then?" ”

As soon as these words came out, everyone saw that the dwarf's face was twisted and the muscles were twisted, and he gritted his teeth, obviously hating him. But seeing him nod slowly, he swiped diagonally on his chest from his left shoulder to the right, and said viciously: "Okay, good, I haven't forgotten, I can't imagine that you will remember it, that's great." This sword, of course, I will still be on you. ”

Cang Song snorted, ignored him, and turned his gaze to the two people who had been standing on the side with calm expressions.

Su Ru's face was solemn, and with her gaze, she naturally saw that these people were all very good-natured, and they were by no means weaker than the older generation of characters on her side, but I was afraid that most of them were old demons who had not been born for a long time in the Demon Sect.

Hearing the conversation between Cangsong Daoren and the dwarf, Su Ru whispered to Tian Buyi, who was standing beside him, "Who are these people?" ”

The look on Tian Buyi's face was not good-looking, and he frowned and said, "This dwarf is called Bai Poison, and he belongs to the Demon Sect Ten Thousand Poisons." That bald old man is the Duanmu Ancestor of Jieshi Mountain, and he has always been a loner in the Demon Sect. As for the two people next to him, one is the sect master of the Demon Sect Ghost King Sect's generation, but I have never seen that white-faced scholar either. ”

Su Ru gasped, in the battle of righteousness and demons a hundred years ago, she did not succeed in her cultivation, and she did not go deep into the wilderness with Tian Buyi, Cangsong Daoren and others. But the names of these people were thunderous back then, especially the Hundred Poison Son and the Duanmu Old Ancestor, who were notorious, and they were even better than the blood-sucking old demon.

At this moment, the bald Duanmu Ancestor suddenly turned his head, glanced at the righteous path people, and suddenly screamed: "What about ten thousand swords!" Why didn't Wan Jianyi, that dog thief, come? ”

The young disciples of Qingyunmen were all stunned, and they didn't know what he was talking about, only Ye Fan's eyes narrowed, and he unconsciously tightened the long sword in his hand, and Tian Buyi, Cangsong Daoren, Su Ru and others changed color.

Tian Buyi said coldly: "Senior Brother Wan is profound, he has already ascended to the Heavenly Dao, and he has already become an immortal, only a demon clown like you barks here!" ”

The people of the Demon Sect were all stunned, and the Hundred Poison Sons and Duanmu Ancestor, including the bloodsucking old demon who had only relieved his breath at this time, lost their voices together: "Dead? The ghost king and the white-faced scholar standing on the side also shook slightly.

Wan Jianyi, a name that had never been heard of in the ears of the younger generation of Qingyunmen, seemed to these demon sect giants to have magical powers. These people glanced at each other, their expressions were quite subtle, and the hatred on their faces was particularly heavy, mixed with a trace of fear, but they couldn't cover it, and the joy in the depths of their eyes.

Duanmu Old Ancestor had a complicated look on his face, touched his bald head with his hand, and muttered a few words in his mouth, and everyone didn't hear what he said, but the last sentence was more clear: "Hehe, I didn't expect this dog thief to die." ”

(To be continued.) )