"Stalling for time?"

Yan Jiuyou saw that the other party disappeared directly, and he suddenly felt bad.

Sure enough, in the next moment, the surrounding six powerful momentum came, but it was the other six black-robed people around who acted together, and the encirclement was completed in an instant.

The black-robed man's obstruction before was just to delay his own time.

Although, at this point, there is not even a breath of time, but the six black-robed people around are all powerhouses in the middle and late stages of the Guiyuan Realm, and even at the peak, the speed is so fast, how can they be comparable to ordinary people, and naturally they can't be guessed with common sense.

But fortunately, among these six black-robed monks, there are no monks at the peak of the Returning Yuan Realm, only four are in the late stage of the Returning Yuan Realm, and two are in the middle of the Returning Yuan Realm.

Such a lineup, in front of other monks, is an unimaginably powerful force.

But Yan Jiuyou is no one else, his cultivation has reached the peak of the Guiyuan Realm, and his strength is the ultimate among the peaks of the Guiyuan Realm, and he is not below Mantianzuo and the others at all.

He is the strongest of the strong, except for the divine realm, he is the strongest monk of his kind.

"Hmph, look for death!"

Facing the siege of six people, Yan Jiuyou did not retreat at all.

With an angry shout, his divine sense moved, and he immediately locked on a black-robed monk on the right, and the palm that had already slapped it suddenly turned around and slapped it to the side.

The huge palm print rushed straight out, although it was a hasty change, but it was still full of murderous energy.

"You can't let the opponent form a circle, otherwise you will fall into a place of death at that time!"

Yan Jiuyou's combat experience is extremely rich, otherwise he would not be able to reach today's cultivation strength, and he knows that he can't entangle with these six people, otherwise when the three black-robed monks at the peak of the Guiyuan Realm also surround him, he won't be able to leave if he wants to.

Therefore, although his palm is in a hurry, it is a palm that condenses what he can do at the moment.

"How is that possible?"

However, the next moment, something unexpected happened.

I saw that the black-robed man who was locked by his divine consciousness suddenly turned into a cloud of black smoke and disappeared.

This disappearance is not disappearance in Yan Jiuyou's eyes.

In Yan Jiuyou's eyes, he could still see that the monk turned into a cloud of black smoke, drifted to the side, and condensed again, but it was an even more terrifying disappearance, that is, the other party was obviously there, but he disappeared from his divine sense.

In other words, at the moment when Yan Jiuyou's palm attack had locked the opponent, the other party got rid of his lock, making Yan Jiuyou's attack unable to lock him.

This feeling made Yan Jiuyou extremely uncomfortable.

"What kind of exercise is this, that can actually disappear from other people's divine consciousness?"

At the beginning, the black-robed monk on the right, who had been asking him questions, among the three people on the front, also turned into black smoke and fled from under his hands, but at that time, after all, Yan Jiuyou's attack had not yet been attacked, and he had not locked the opponent.

He didn't know that this method could actually slip away from the other party's divine sense lock.

Even if it is the eighth level of Ye Tian's "Thunder God Formula", turning into the void and integrating himself into the void, once he is locked by the divine consciousness, he can't get rid of it.

However, the uncomfortable emotion in Yan Jiuyou's heart only disappeared in a flash, and then a terrifying battle intent erupted, and he used his divine sense to change the direction of the palm print, and rushed forward.

And Yan Jiuyou himself also pulled the two Yan Clan Xuanjing cultivators and rushed out directly with the palm print.

This series of changes was completed in the blink of an eye, and under the huge pressure, Yan Jiuyou did everything he could do to the best.

Although several of these changes were unexpected by Yan Jiuyou, his actions did not stop at all, and the entire change process seemed to be as smooth as flowing water.

If you just look at Yan Jiuyou's movements, you might mistakenly think that this is Yan Jiuyou's own initiative to change his moves, looking for an opportunity to break through.

However, among the nine black-robed monks, although Yan Jiuyou broke through the siege of the six cultivators who were not enough to return to the Yuan Realm, and also blocked the black-robed monks in the middle and on the right among the three people in front, there was still one person who was silently paying attention to the audience.

That person was the one standing on the left among the three black-robed monks in front.

When the black-robed monk on the left quietly appeared in front of Yan Jiuyou's palm print, Yan Jiuyou knew that his breakthrough had failed.

At this time, unless he can be ruthless and abandon his two kindred.

However, he couldn't.

"Get out of here!"

Yan Jiuyou was furious, roared, did not dodge or dodge, and directly pushed the palm print and bumped it over.

"Leave it for me!"

The black-robed monk on the left let out a sneer from his mouth, and then the black-robed monk on his body suddenly swelled up without wind, turning into a big black ball, blocking the palm print.

"Peng!"

The huge palm print was imprinted on the black robe, but it was like hitting the cotton, soft, without the slightest strength.

On the palm print, all the power contained in it was like a mud cow entering the sea, and it was dissolved invisibly in an instant, which surprised Yan Jiuyou.

"This black robe is too weird!"

Yan Jiuyou discovered a terrible fact, after this period of fighting, he couldn't judge at all what kind of force these black-robed people came from.

And these people are not only powerful, but even the black robe on their bodies can't see what they are refining, and they can't see what kind of magic weapon this is, and they can actually withstand their palm prints without any damage.

The palm of the peak powerhouse of the Guiyuan Realm, I am afraid that only the Extreme Dao Treasure can fully withstand it, but it is absolutely impossible to easily dissolve the power above this black robe.

"Get out of the way, this guy is mine!"

A violent anger sounded from behind Yan Jiuyou, it was the first to strike, the black-robed monk in the middle of the three people standing in the front.

From the position and conversation just now, Yan Jiuyou had already seen that this person should be the dominant existence of this group of people.

He made a move just now, but was blocked by Yan Jiuyou's palm, and Yan Jiuyou almost escaped at this time.

is also a master at the peak of the Guiyuan Realm, the peak of the twelfth layer, this is undoubtedly announcing to everyone present that his power is not as good as Yan Jiuyou.

This made him very angry, so as soon as he saw that Yan Jiuyou was stopped, he roared angrily for the others to retreat, and he wanted to face Yan Jiuyou alone to prove his strength.

When the black-robed people heard this, they immediately dispersed, besieging the city in a circle, leaving the middle place to Yan Jiuyou and the leader.

"You're not my opponent, let's go together!"

Yan Jiuyou glanced at the black-robed monk in the lead, his expression was disdainful, and he declared his strength in an extremely confident voice.

"Haha, do you want to provoke me on purpose?

The black-robed man in the lead laughed and said, "You won't have this chance, as for whether I am your opponent or not, it's not up to you to decide, and after I take you down, you naturally won't think so!"

"Oh, I didn't think you could think of this layer, but you're only half right!"

Yan Jiuyou really wanted to provoke the other party, but he also knew that his success rate was not high, after all, if he wanted so many Guiyuan Realm powerhouses to be obedient, it was not something that a simple-minded guy with well-developed limbs could do.

A monk, no matter how strong his strength is, if he is mentally retarded, he will not be convincing to follow.

Although the leader of this black-robed monk has always behaved rather irritable, it cannot be ruled out that the other party deliberately did this to confuse the opponent.

So when Yan Jiuyou heard that the other party had broken his purpose, he was not much surprised.

"Is it only half right......? And what is the other half?"

The leader of the black-robed monks showed an interested voice, his eyes locked on Yan Jiuyou's body, like a tiger wolf peeping at its prey.

Yan Jiuyou laughed and said, "The other half is, I didn't mean to provoke you, but I was just stating a fact!"

As he spoke, Yan Jiuyou's tone froze, and he sneered: "You, indeed, are not my opponent!"

"I'm not as good as you, but you'd be too arrogant to say I'm not your match......!

The leader of the black-robed monks smiled and said, "I think you can also see that the black robe on our body, with the existence of this thing, I have already been invincible." So today, you're doomed to fail! I advise you to hand over your storage ring obediently and let us have a look!"

"Dreaming!"

Yan Jiuyou roared angrily, at this time, it was absolutely impossible to hand over the storage ring by himself.

Moreover, even if you hand over the storage ring yourself, I am afraid that you will not escape the end of death in the end.

Therefore, Yan Jiuyou chose to do it directly.

"There are only Yan ghosts who died in battle, and there are no humiliated Yan souls!"

"Elder Nine Shadows, you will definitely avenge us!"

At the moment when Yan Jiuyou made his move, one of the two Xuanjing peak monks behind him shouted, and then he saw the two of them rushing towards the black-robed monks around him, and then he chose to explode the Xuandan, and the flesh and aura shot out all over the sky.

"Boom! boom!"

The two huge explosions were like thunder, deafening, and made Yan Jiuyou's heart ache.

Ye Tian killed the Yan clan monk, but it was just a fight between the two sides, even if he had hatred in his heart, he didn't think Ye Tian was excessive.

But the behavior of these black-robed monks in front of him made Yan Jiuyou extremely hateful, since he was promoted to the Returning Yuan Realm, Yan Jiuyou had never felt as sad as he did at this moment.

"That's right, there are only Yan ghosts who died in battle, and there are no humiliated Yan souls!"

Yan Jiuyou roared angrily, his hands were clawed in the void, and suddenly a fiery red spear appeared in his hand.

Spear, red fire!

Blood is full and red as fire!

"Old friend, goodbye, I will avenge you!"

A drop of blood-red tears slipped from the corner of Yan Jiuyou's eyes, and he let out a low groan, and then the red fire shot out, turning into a thin line of flowing fire in the void, and rushed towards the leader of the black-robed monks!

"Die!"