A middle-aged man actually rode a unicorn, and the fiery red spirit piece was as if it was half dyed red by blood, which was very brilliant and dazzling!

Of course, this is not a real unicorn, but a subspecies, similar to the dragon jiao, if it is a real unicorn, it is the existence of a true spirit, comparable to the immortal king, and it is impossible to be used as a mount!

In addition to him, there was also a silver-haired old woman, she came from the Vast Palace, holding a Shenmu cane, her eyes were very sharp, and she glanced at everyone present!

On the other side, a young man appeared, dressed in purple, with his long hair casually draped behind his shoulders, and his aura was terrifying, it was a late existence of a golden immortal!

After seeing this man, Ye Cheng's eyes flashed, he knew this person!

The Holy Son of the Yin-Yang Sect had a battle with Ye Cheng in his previous life, but he was defeated by him in the end!

After returning from this life, Ye Cheng naturally didn't take this person to heart, but the Yin Yang Holy Son obviously felt Ye Cheng's gaze, swept over with an indifferent expression, and swept over Ye Cheng unscrupulously, but he didn't find any of it!

"What's going on?"

The man riding the unicorn asked in a deep voice.

"Report to Elder, we found a chaotic light under the Immortal Lake, and we can't see what is inside, Elder Huangfu led people down and fell dozens of disciples!"

An old man stepped forward and explained.

The monks of the other major sects also spoke like this, and the middle-aged man nodded!

"Limbo!"

The silver-haired old woman of the Vast Palace said.

"The disciple is here!"

"Take out the Golden Emperor Lotus Terrace!"

The old woman gave an order, and the Lingbo fairy did not dare to slack off, so she took out the Golden Emperor Lotus Platform and handed it to the old woman.

The old woman cast a spell, and a faint emperor power came from the air, and everyone's faces changed slightly, this power was even greater than when the Lingbo Fairy was driven!

"Boom!"

A golden mang, shot out from the Golden Emperor Lotus Platform, landed on the gap in the Immortal Lake, and crushed all the emperor patterns there.

Tens of millions of years have passed, and the traces of the emperor patterns here have long been decayed, otherwise with an imitation of the emperor soldiers, it would be impossible to do anything to these emperor patterns!

"Let's go, go in and have a look!"

After doing all this, the silver-haired old woman stepped out, swept the Shenmu Staff in her hand, and bloomed a blue light curtain, wrapping herself in it, and taking the lead into the bottom of the Immortal Lake!

The other people of the Great Sect are not to be outdone, there is a half-step immortal king in the sect, and their confidence is a little stronger!

Nearly ordinary people, all of them entered the depths of the fairy lake!

Suddenly, the Holy Son of the Yin-Yang Sect walked towards Ye Cheng, he stepped on the void, stood dozens of feet in the air, and looked down at Ye Cheng, who was sitting cross-legged under the willow tree.

"Why did you peep at me just now?" said the Yin Yang Sect Holy Son indifferently.

The Yin-Yang Sect has been passed down for millions of years, and there is an immortal king in the sect, with his strength, there is no need to beat around the bush at all, and directly question Ye Cheng's doubts, he has enough confidence!

Ye Chengli ignored him, sat there, closed his eyes and recuperated!

"Boy, our Holy Son is asking you!"

"Are you deaf?"

On the side of the Yin Yang Holy Son, several disciples of Mahayana strength shouted.

"Damn, what are you, how dare you scream like that!" the black donkey was furious.

"Damn, where did the black donkey spirit come from, the human race speaks, it's your turn to interject?" several disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect sneered.

"Seed down and fight with Grandpa Donkey!"

The black donkey grinned, fearing that the world would not be chaotic.

"It's just a stupid donkey, I'll crush you with one finger!" the disciple of the Yin-Yang Sect disdained.

"Come down, Grandpa Donkey is going to take you as a pet, just like him!"

The black donkey pointed to the Xianyin Sect disciple on the side, he was reined by the black donkey, like a mount, tied to an ancient tree not far away!

"Look for death!"

The two disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect turned their faces sank, they felt insulted, turned into a streamer, and killed the black donkey!

A group of monks in the distance, their eyes were a little strange, the strength of this black donkey, they had seen it, and they defeated a Mahayana monk with a donkey's hooves!

That young man was even more terrifying, one person could defeat the eight Great Luo Golden Immortals of Xianyinmen, and kill them all, I'm afraid that until now, Xianyinmen doesn't know the news!

Because the disciples of Xianyinmen were all cut off, and no one went back to report the news!

"Whoosh!"

The two disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect flew down, and the result was obvious, the black donkey man stood up, and the two front hooves landed on the chests of the two disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect like mallets.

"Bang bang!"

Two crisp sounds came, and the two disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect had their chests sunken in, and they were directly suppressed by the black donkey, and one on the side of the donkey's butt pressed on the top of the heads of the two disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect.

"You lose, stay and be Grandpa Donkey's mount!"

The black donkey grinned, and he didn't know where to take out two sets of reins, ready to put them on the two disciples of the Yinyang Sect.

"This ......"

The monks in the distance were all dumbfounded, this is too violent, right?

This is a disciple of the Yin-Yang Sect, there is an immortal king in the sect, and the Holy Son of the Yin-Yang Sect is on the scene, you want to accept the disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect as a mount?

"Oh, don't! Holy Son, help!"

The two disciples of the Yin-Yang Sect trembled all over, and their eyes were full of horror.

The tragic situation of the monk of the Xianyin Gate, they saw it, a man was tied to an ancient tree like a rein, like a livestock, if they also became like this, they wanted to die immediately!

"This Holy Son commands you, let them go!"

The Holy Son of the Yin-Yang Sect said in a deep voice.

"You say let it go, what are you?" the black donkey was very arrogant.

"Look for death!"

The face of the Holy Son of the Yin Yang Sect was extremely gloomy, and with a light grip with one hand, in the void, he drew a purple spear and threw it towards the black donkey!

"Damn!

The black donkey's face changed, and his speed was very fast, but he still couldn't outrun the purple spear, and was pierced through his body by a spear, and blood was gushing!

The black donkey was nailed directly to the ground, suffered a big loss, and struggled desperately, but found that it was useless!

With the strength of its physical body, it was directly pierced by this purple spear, which shows the horror of this purple spear!

Ye Cheng frowned, stood up, walked to the side of the black donkey, raised his hand and easily pulled out the purple spear.

The face of the Yin Yang Holy Son changed slightly, this spear weighed 190 million catties, it was smelted from a purple meteorite, heavier than a mountain, Ye Cheng easily pulled it out, effortlessly, which surprised him!

"Hey, it hurts, I feel like the essence of life is passing!"

In such a short moment, the black donkey's spirit became sluggish.

It didn't have a cause, took out a few million-year-old treasure medicines, swallowed them directly, and restored the essence of life!

When a group of monks in the distance saw this scene, their eyes straightened, and the treasure medicine of millions of years was eaten like this?

"Yes, weeping blood purple gold, this spear belongs to me!"

Ye Cheng nodded lightly.

(End of chapter)