"Senior Sister Ziyuan, no, ...... Hongling"

Yuwen Lei whispered softly, and just as he was about to kill Min Zhen, Hong Ling's voice appeared in his ears, and the voice was cold, warning him not to kill Min Zhen. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

He paused, and after a pause, the deputy hall master of the West Demon Hall made a move.

The deputy hall master of the West Demon Hall was a first-order Spirit Sect powerhouse, and he didn't dare to anger the old man of the Spirit Palace, Yimeng, but thinking that Min Zhen was a rare genius in the West Demon Hall in the past hundred years.

"West Demon Hall admits defeat!"

Under great pressure, the vice-hall master dragged Min from under Eamon's nose.

When the Min mark was dragged away, the deputy hall master still had a trace of unwillingness in his heart!

The West Demon Hall competed for the two strongest juniors of this Thousand Sects Association, Yu Yun and Min Zhen, and even before leaving, the hall master had personally said that as long as there was one of these two, the champion of this Thousand Sects Association would have to fall into the hands of the West Demon Hall steadily.

However, it backfired, and the two strongest trump cards of the West Demon Hall were defeated by the same person one after another.

The demon Yunyun's meridians were disordered, and Min Zhen's whole body bones were broken, and the fate of these two people was only half a breath to maintain their vitality.

All of this is due to Yuwen Lei.

"Red Spirit, Red Spirit......"

Yuwen Lei reluctantly retracted his gaze, with his cultivation, of course, he couldn't find out the whereabouts of the red spirit, but the voice just now was indeed from the red spirit.

Min Scar was rescued, and he missed a good opportunity to kill Min Scar.

After thinking about it, the red spirit intervened to stop him, perhaps because of the five-pattern heavenly spirit battle axe in the Tongtian Temple, which confirmed his previous guess.

Hong Ling and Min Zhen most likely once reached some kind of deal.

"It's a pity, this Min mark remains, it's really a big trouble......"

The old man of the Spirit Palace, Aemon, stared in one direction, his expression was slightly surprised, it was the moment when he was slightly distracted that he did not stop the deputy hall master of the West Demon Hall.

Originally, he could have expelled the deputy hall master under the pretext of 'not allowing him to substitute for admitting defeat'.

The First-Order Spirit Sect, although it is a top master, in the hands of Eamon, it will never be able to make three moves.

As for now, Aeon smiled lightly and declared: "The battle of the peak masters is over, and the Thousand Sects of the Western Frontier will end here, and the winner is, Fu Demon Peak, Yuwen Lei!"

"Yuwen Lei!"

"Yuwen Lei!"

"Dadao Yu Wenlei!"

"It's really him!"

After Aemon finished speaking, the entire Hidden Spirit Gorge was completely boiling for a while, and the intensity of this session of the Thousand Sects of the Western Frontier was really rare in hundreds of years.

In the end, it swept through the heroes and reached the pinnacle not from the Haori Sword Sect, not from the Blood Moon Sword Sect, but from a small force in the Western Frontier Frontier Dynasty.

The Great Leader of the Six Swords, Yuwen Lei!

Today, the Six Swords are famous.

The Dafeng Dynasty also became famous.

Yuwen Lei is even more famous in the entire Western Xinjiang!

Yuwen Lei, who fought to the end, insisted on it completely by will, and saw that he forcibly straightened his knees and stood up, revealing that his upper body was covered with blood.

The chest, abdomen, neck, and back were burned by the flames.

"Big Brother ......"

"Big brother!"

Zhuo Biao and the others rushed forward in a hurry to support Yuwenlei, and the friendship between the brothers was revealed at this time, and they were worried and happy for Yuwenlei.

Yang Can, who was in the team of the West Demon Hall, also silently kept this brotherhood in his heart.

"Little guy, this is a token of the Spirit Palace, if you go to the Central Continent one day, you can go to the Spirit Palace, with this token, you can come to the old man at any time......"

Aeon suddenly threw a spirit bead to Yuwen Lei.

Hearing what Aemon said, almost everyone cast envious eyes on Yuwen Lei, even if they were strong in the Spirit Emperor, they were not qualified to get this spirit bead.

Having this token means that he has been favored by Eamon, the favor of the Spirit Palace, maybe as long as Yuwen Lei is willing, he can worship under the Spirit Palace in the Middle Continent, which is not envied by many people.

"Thank you, senior!"

Yuwen Lei thanked him, he took the spirit bead in his hand and looked at it, this spirit bead is peculiar, it seems to contain good spiritual power, and the spirit bead floats in the prototype of a battle axe.

It's the Heavenly Spirit Battle Ax of the Ancient Spirit Clan, which is not surprising.

Yu Wenlei put away the spirit bead, in addition to serving as a token, whether this spirit bead has any other use, he turned around and had time to study it again, and now, his mind was still stuck in the voice just now.

Since the Red Spirit has appeared nearby, I wonder if there will be a chance to meet him......

Recalling the unpleasantness of the last time he was in the Netherworld Cave, he had to find a chance to get close to the red spirit again, after all, getting close to the red spirit is equivalent to getting close to Senior Sister Ziyuan.

After what happened last time, he probably judged that Senior Sister Ziyuan's situation was not as Red Spirit said, her soul was completely occupied by Red Spirit, in fact, Senior Sister Ziyuan's soul was still there.

Sou!

Seeing that Yuwen Lei was in a daze, the old man of the Spirit Palace, Yi Meng, smiled playfully, and then fled to the sky, and the Thousand Sects Meeting came to an end, and immediately, the people of the major forces also embarked on the return journey one after another.

It can be expected that in the near future, all parts of Western Xinjiang will definitely be talking about today's Thousand Sect Sect Competition, especially the battle of the peak master, each of which is a thrilling battle.

Yuwen Lei followed the source of the sound, but to no avail, he swallowed a few pills first, temporarily relieving the feeling of weakness in his body.

The group of the Dafeng Dynasty traveled together on the way back, and the Great Elder of the Seven Peerless Sects, Huo Zheng's predecessors of the Tianxing Chamber of Commerce, and the Cloud Dao Sect Master of the Lingyan Sect talked eloquently along the way.

Yuwen Lei is not good at words, he was seriously injured, and he didn't communicate much, but Zhuo Biao and Wu Bao, these two guys represent the Six Swords, and they talked and laughed with several seniors, and talked harmoniously.

After this battle, the four major forces of the Dafeng Dynasty must unite as one, and the four helmsmen have expressed their stance that they want to form an alliance!

In this regard, Yuwenlei is of course willing to form an alliance.

In today's situation, although there are several behemoths in the Western Frontier that are restraining the West Demon Hall, the fangs of the West Demon Hall have already reached the Great Seal, plus what will happen to the Thousand Sects.

It's hard to guarantee that the West Demon Hall won't jump off the wall in a hurry.

The Six Swords are gradually rising, and they have just gained a foothold in the Dafeng Dynasty, and it is not appropriate to fall into the overall situation of Western Xinjiang too early.

If the West Demon Hall really took some actions, Yuwen Lei thought that he had to rely on the strength of the entire Great Seal to fight, so he agreed to the alliance.

On the way, Yu Wenlei's mind wandered, and he ignored his injuries, released his spiritual power to probe the surroundings, and did not relax for a moment.

In addition to being vigilant, he really hopes to meet the red spirit, even if he knows that the red spirit is not the person he imagined, but it is better to see each other than not to see him.

"Big brother, what's wrong with you?"

Gu Yu saw that Yuwen Lei had a tense face on the road, so he asked.

"It's okay......"

Yuwen Lei shook his head, more than a hundred miles away from the Hidden Spirit Gorge, his spiritual power still did not detect the trace of the red spirit, he was a little frustrated, it was right to think about it, what the red spirit really cared about was only the five-pattern heavenly spirit battle axe, maybe he had already followed the people of the West Demon Hall.

And he, in the eyes of Hong Ling, is just a stranger.