The first volume, Lanling volume 123, each has its own backhand

The seemingly light clouds and mist around can not only trap the real people of the Big Yellow Court, but also hide the attackers, and even the real people of the Big Yellow Court can't find a trace.

"That big yellow umbrella, how does it look like the rumored Xuanhuang canopy umbrella? It's really a good thing, and no one can let them go. "In the tall building of Jiuhua Mansion, the fighting spirit is high at this time, like a rooster full of fighting spirit.

Under Qin Fufeng's intentional control, the outside world can see everything that happens inside the clouds, and the trapped people feel that the outside is covered with clouds and mist, but the people outside can see everything inside, this is the power of the fourth-level spirit planter, and he has been able to change the rules on a small scale.

In the clouds and mist, there is a figure, but it is a person from the river that day, his face is a little red, and he is ridiculed as a poor bastard, but it really touches his sadness, Tianhe Sect has always been not good at management, and the disciples of the sect have been poor. As long as the Duobao Pavilion could survive the current catastrophe, he would make up his mind to bring all the Tianhe Sect into the Duobao Pavilion.

The master of Tianhe is also a person with a strong will, since this trapped rhubarb court real person can't find himself, he can take advantage of it, and take this opportunity to hone his artistic conception of the sunset of the long river.

Another rolling river appeared, but the sunset was gone, but there was a sunset above the river.

"No matter how your artistic conception changes, it's still useless, you can't understand what the real people of Da Huang Ting can see, and it's all gone. With a wave of his hand, the middle-aged man in purple clothes dissipated little by little, but it lasted for a long time longer than the red sun just now.

said so, but the middle-aged man in purple clothes sighed in his heart, this person has definitely been polished in the Seven Realms of Huangting for many years, and various artistic conceptions have changed freely. If this person has heaven and earth spiritual objects to guard the Tianhe, it will not be as easy as it is now if the middle-aged man in purple clothes wants to break up the Tianhe sunset artistic conception that he has incarnated.

Very suddenly, a plum branch appeared, plum blossoms dotted, and a shower of flowers fell.

Several flower-clothed girls and a white-clothed attendant of the Immortal Heaven suddenly fell headlong and disappeared, leaving only the middle-aged man in purple clothes and the boy in brocade.

Bursts of plum blossoms fell, seemingly powerless, but directly impregnated with divine consciousness.

The clouds and mist entangled the few people who fell, and they landed in Jiuhua Mansion.

Looking at one of the women in a plain blue dress, Qin Fufeng's 10,000-year-old frosty face showed a trace of change, including self-deprecation, bitter smile, and remorse.

"A good trick plum blossom dark fragrance, another person who has been polishing in the seven realms of the Yellow Court for many years, this plum blossom fragrance is directly impregnated in the sea of knowledge, under the four realms of the Yellow Court, it is impossible to resist at all, this plum branch is your body! Wait for me to go out, believe it or not, I will dig out the roots of your old plum and expose it to the sun for a hundred years. "The middle-aged man in purple clothes had an iron blue face, and under his nose, he actually made the Heavenly Maidens of the Immortal Heaven fall, what was the prestige of the Purple Xuan Heavenly General?

The answer to the middle-aged man in purple clothes was a hundred and ten cloud beasts, including flying eagles, fierce tigers, and giant snakes.

The middle-aged man in the purple suit opened the bow, and every punch was like a celestial drum, bursting a cloud beast with one punch, but in an instant, the cloud beast returned to its original state.

At this time, there was a pig-killing knife, mixed in the middle of the cloud beast, with a fierce momentum and murderous aura.

'Killing the heavens and the earth is like killing pigs,' a loud roar came out of the clouds.

The middle-aged man in purple clothes saw the pig-killing knife that appeared in front of him, and his face turned green, and these people really treated themselves as pigs.

Although his face was green, the middle-aged man in purple clothes did not dare to underestimate this pig-killing knife at all, this was a pig-killing knife that could enter his body three feet, and he paid more attention to it than the two who shot just now, he pulled out a purple long sword on his waist, clanging, the sound was continuous, and there were bursts of piercing impacts, and the pig-killing knife was repulsed and returned to the clouds.

Zhu Butcher sighed again and again, this pig is a little fat and strong, and he can't kill it himself.

Invisible hemp silk flew out from the clouds and mist, constantly flying towards the middle-aged man in purple clothes, and the middle-aged people in purple clothes did not dare to underestimate it, the linen silk was like the laws of heaven and earth, and he dared to let the hemp silk get close. This kind of cultivation method, as if I have heard of it, is a very ancient kind of Great Dao inheritance, how could it appear in this small place.

The middle-aged man in purple clothes and the brocade-robed boy dodged countless hemp silks, but after the hemp silks crossed each other in the air, they formed a huge net like weaving, and then fell from the sky.

How can I hide from this huge net? If I continue to be trapped like this, I will really become a fat pig to be slaughtered. It seems that we have to use the Origin Essence Blood to communicate with the Heavenly Path of the Immortal Heaven

The middle-aged man in the purple suit was ruthless, and sprayed a mouthful of essence blood on the purple long sword, and a purple light penetrated through the heavens and the earth on the purple long sword, and the purple light went straight to the immortal sky, and all things retreated, and the huge net of hemp silk disappeared, and even the clouds and mist around it appeared a gap.

Ma Po also spit out a mouthful of turbid air in embarrassment, secretly calling out that she was unlucky, and even let her run into the middle-aged life-saving means in purple clothes.

Qin Fufeng also frowned, this purple light that communicated with the Immortal Heaven, he couldn't suppress it.

The middle-aged man in purple clothes grabbed the brocade-robed boy, followed the gap pierced by the purple light, and flew outward.

A girl in red, with naked jade feet, stepped on a white bone lotus platform under her feet, a breath of heaven and earth emitted the same sorrow, a gray breath blocked the purple light that penetrated the heaven and earth, and then a jade palm came out, and the middle-aged man in purple clothes was forced back into the cloud.

"This White Bone Lotus Platform of the Immortal Daoist is really the most holy treasure, and it can restrain all the Xuanhuang aura of heaven and earth, and it should be about to transcend the five elements. The old man was heartily amazed.

"If I really transcended the Five Elements, I wouldn't have come out of the Lifeless Mountain. The girl in red thought to herself.

The brocade-robed boy panicked, and there was also the demeanor of the immortal who was high up just now, even the Zixuantian General was slapped back, he was only a cultivator of the Seven Realms of the Yellow Court, if this red-clothed girl shot at him, he would have no way to resist at all.

The girl in red and the old man didn't look at the brocade-robed boy.

The brocade robe's face turned red, this is too underestimated, he is a dignified and handsome son, if in the Immortal Heaven, if someone dares to treat him like this, he would have been wiped out a long time ago.

Suddenly, a figure in black appeared, Zhang Sanniang stood behind the brocade-robed boy for some time, one palm against the back of the brocade-robed man, he spat blood in his mouth, and then was dragged into Jiuhua Mansion by a cloud of mist.

"Oh, I'm just now realizing that it was you who attacked me in the first place. The girl in red looked at Zhang Sanniang playfully.

Zhang Sanniang's heart was also very surprised, at the beginning, the girl in red showed only the cultivation of the Six Realms of the Yellow Court, how could today, one palm beat a real person in the Yellow Court away.

"When I attacked you at the beginning, I was just fighting for treasures, there was no grudge, when you were in bed in the Wu family's small courtyard, I also gave you decoction and medicine, if I really have an idea, I can also let you recuperate with peace of mind. Zhang Sanniang replied fearlessly.

"That's what you say. So, shouldn't I also hurt you, and then give you decoction and medicine with my own hands, in order to repay your great kindness? The girl in red smiled, but there was a murderous aura in her eyes.

"Friends of the Daoist of no life, don't be angry, I'll mention this later, there is still a real person in the Big Yellow Court inside. The old man hurriedly diverted the topic, obviously thinking about the mud.

The girl in red didn't say anything anymore, her current realm was unstable, high and low, and she was just intentionally deterring Zhang Sanniang just now.

At this time, the middle-aged man in the purple suit in the cloud mist let out a burst of roars, and the cloud mist shrank further in a circle, and one after another cloud beasts kept rushing towards him, then bursting, and then returning to their original state, each time it was equivalent to a full blow from a Huang Ting real person, and several times down, making him embarrassed. The most terrifying thing is that there are still a few Huang Ting Seven Realms who are secretly shooting from time to time, just now, the middle-aged man in purple clothes was cut through his clothes by the pig-killing knife, which provoked his inner anger.

This is just the beginning, I didn't expect that the artistic conception of the sunset of the long river, even learned the cloud beast, and began to violently destroy the artistic conception, this is the power of destruction, and it is the full force of the seven realms of the Yellow Court.

In Jiuhua Mansion, Qin Fufeng regained his expression of 10,000 years of frost, and after seeing the methods of the people on the Tianhe, he couldn't help but be stunned, this person was really good at continuous learning, and he understood all the methods of using the Cloud Beast.