Luo Xu and Ning Xuandao, the sect leader of the Liangyi Sect, have an extraordinary friendship. As long as Qi Feiyu is the identity of the Holy Maiden of the Demon Sect and has not been exposed, if Luo Xu comes forward, it may be possible to rescue Qi Feiyu.

Today's Luoxu, compared with Luoxu two hundred years ago, is no longer the same in terms of cultivation or status.

If Zhang Ruochen guessed correctly, Luo Xu really went to Liangyi Sect to save people, which means that he still has deep feelings for Lin Suxian.

So, in the past two hundred years, how painful has Luo Xu's predecessors been?

Zhang Ruochen sighed softly, for some reason, he actually saw some of his own shadows on Luo Xu's body.

Two people who obviously love each other, but they can't be together.

The enemy standing in front of Luo Xu was the leader of the Demon Sect.

The enemy standing in front of Zhang Ruochen was the even more terrifying Empress Chi Yao.

Zhang Ruochen secretly swore in his heart that he couldn't become the second Luo Xuan no matter what, and he had to work hard to cultivate and make himself stronger.

As long as you defeat Chi Yao, you can dispel all darkness and usher in light.

"Boom!"

A loud bang came from the direction of the gate, waking up Zhang Ruochen, who was contemplating.

What happened?

"Bang!"

The gate of the central grotto was cracked open by a man with eight hands and eight legs with a punch, turned into more than ten pieces of rubble, and fell to the ground.

As the loud bang erupted, a strong wave of air, making a "whine" sound, surged from outside.

Ao Xinyan's sleeves rolled up, and a piece of holy qi was struck, and the surging qi wave flew back upside down.

"Who dares to go to the Ten Thousand Sky Cliff to make trouble?" One of the descendants of the Xisheng Gate Valve stood up and scolded.

In the grotto, all the geniuses of the Eastern Regions showed cold colors, obviously quite dissatisfied with the sudden attack.

Who is so bold as to dare to come here to make trouble?

"Dada!"

In the direction of the gate, four figures lined up in a row and walked in from the outside.

The four of them, although they are all in human form, exude a very powerful brute beast aura, and their physical form is also very different from that of normal people.

The monks present could naturally see that they were not humans, but brute beasts in human form.

Zhang Ruochen looked at the four of them, stared at the man with eight hands and eight legs, and recognized him as one of the thirty-six palace protector beast generals of the Demon Sect, the thousand-legged thunder worm.

Centipede eight.

It can be seen that the other three should also be palace protectors.

"Devil, Ouyang Huan. An exclamation sounded in the crowd.

Sure enough, Ouyang Huan walked out from behind the four palace protector beast generals, wearing a cyan robe, looking very elegant, and his eyes were quite warm.

It's just that the aura emanating from his body will calm everyone present. He just stood there, but it was as if he had become the center of the whole heaven and earth.

"How could it be him?"

"The people of the Middle Domain, not in Beilong City, how did they come to Wankong Cliff?"

......

Ouyang Huan's name can be described as thunderous, and in front of him, any genius will be dimmed.

Everyone retreated one after another, until they retreated to the depths of the grotto, leaving a vast space.

The four palace protectors all looked at each other with sneering expressions.

Wu Bada laughed and said, "Lord Shenzi heard that the top masters of the young generation in the Eastern Regions are all gathered here, so he came here, and wants to call the outstanding people of the Eastern Regions enough to participate in this sword conference?"

Hearing this, all the geniuses of the Eastern Regions showed angry and dissatisfied looks.

"What a big breath, do you really think you're invincible?"

"One person wants to weigh the entire Eastern Regions cultivation realm, and he doesn't weigh his own catties first?"

Before each sword conference, the monks of the five domains must first compete with each other.

Take this opportunity to find out which top masters are among the monks of each domain, and prepare in advance, so as not to capsize in the gutter during the sword conference.

Ouyang Huan walked to the side of a table, sat down, glanced around everyone, and then closed his eyes.

A palm-sized pterosaur came out of his sleeve, looked around a few times, then stretched out two paws, picked up a wine glass on the table, and drank it with a grunt.

"Ouyang Huan, you are too arrogant, do you think that you alone can suppress the cultivation world of the entire Eastern Regions?"

The Purple Wind Star Envoy of the Black Market Yipintang snorted coldly, lifted the dragon head spear, and walked towards Ouyang Huan with unhurried steps.

Even within the black market, between the evil geniuses of different domains, there is an open and secret fight, and no one is convinced of anyone.

What's more, the demon son of the Demon Sect actually dared to come alone and come to weigh the entire Eastern Regions cultivation world. It would be difficult for any Eastern Regions monk to accept such humiliation.

Ouyang Huan still closed his eyes, didn't raise his eyelids, and asked lightly, "Who are you?"

"The Eastern Regions Black Market Yipintang, the Purple Wind Star Envoy. The Purple Wind Star Envoy said coldly.

Ouyang Huan said: "If it is, the young master Emperor Yi of the Yipintang in the Black Market of the Eastern Regions is still alive, and when he cultivates for another ten years, he may be able to fight me." As for you, you're still too far away, and you're only worthy of fighting Ryusan. ”

The face of the Purple Wind Star Envoy was covered with green tendons, and his heart was full of anger.

In the Eastern Regions, under the demi-saints, who would dare to look down on him like this?

"Wow!"

The Purple Wind Star Envoy held the barrel of the gun in his hand, and suddenly, an incomparably strong purple cold aura erupted, enveloping the entire grotto. In an instant, the inside of the dragon's head spear, there was a dragon's groan.

A purple dragon phantom more than ten zhang long appeared, winding the spear in the center.

In the grotto, everyone's faces changed, and they immediately released their qi to resist the surging purple cold qi. Any monk who moved a step slower was wrapped in a layer of frost and fainted directly.

"Such a powerful cultivation, it is said that the cultivation of the Purple Wind Star Envoy is already extremely close to a half-saint. ”

"Although the Purple Wind Star Envoy is not a Holy Body, it is not much weaker than the Holy Body, even if it reaches the Semi-Holy Realm, it is estimated that he will be able to cross the realm to challenge the opponent. ”

"To be able to become a star envoy of the Eastern Regions Black Market Yipintang, how can he be an ordinary person?"

......

"Wow!"

The Purple Wind Star Envoy's arm shook, and the dragon head spear quickly rotated, forming a huge vortex, stabbing towards Ouyang Huan's eyebrows.

From beginning to end, Ouyang Huan's face did not change, and he sat in place steadily.

Seeing that the spear was about to pierce the top of Ouyang Huan's head, a figure flashed beside Ouyang Huan. The man stretched out his hand and directly grabbed the spear stabbed by the Purple Wind Star Envoy steadily.

How fast is the speed of the Purple Wind Star Envoy, and how powerful is the power that erupts?

How did you get caught like that?

"How is that possible?"

In the grotto, there was a gasping sound, and many people couldn't believe their eyes.

The man who grabbed the spear was a man in his thirties, with a pair of three-inch-long black dragon horns on his head, wearing a black robe with a silver crescent mark embroidered on his back.

His arms were completely covered by black dragon scales, and each scale was flowing with inky black light, and the cold aura emitted suppressed the cold qi on the purple wind star envoy's body.

This person is the third dragon, and the thirty-six palace beasts will rank third, cultivating to reach the peak of the ninth transformation of the ichthyosaurus, and the blood of the divine dragon flows in his body.

If he shows his body, his body is more than 1,000 meters long, and he can be called a fierce beast of the world.

"It is said that the star envoy and the young master of Yipintang in the Eastern Regions Black Market are almost about to be killed, and I thought it was incredible. When I saw it today, I found out the real reason, it turned out that you can't blame the enemy for being too strong, only for you being too weak. Long San smiled sneeringly.

Not far away, Wu Bada laughed: "There is still a big gap between the Eastern Regions Black Market Yipintang and the Central Regions Black Market Yipintang. ”

At this moment, the tip of the dragon head spear was only half a foot away from Ouyang Huan's eyebrows.

"Bang!"

The Purple Wind Star Envoy immediately activated his holy qi, condensed the power of his palm, and struck the tail of the spear with one palm, causing the spear to stab forward again.

Long San's eyes sank, and a stream of dragon qi gushed out of his body, his fingers let go of the spear, kicked his feet, and quickly rushed forward, slamming his palm on the chest of the Purple Wind Star Envoy.

Before the spear pierced Ouyang Huan's eyebrows, Long San's palm print had already landed on the body of the Purple Wind Star Envoy.

"Boom!"

The Purple Wind Star Envoy's chest collapsed, a large piece of his rib was broken, and his body flew upside down, hitting a stone pillar, and then, with a bang, fell to the ground.

In the grotto, there is a defensive formation, and even if it is a demi-saint-level attack, it is difficult to collapse the grotto.

Therefore, the stone pillar only shook slightly, and immediately regained its calm.

Ryusan's shadow, overlapping everything, became solid again, looked at his palm, and smiled faintly: "With a person like you, you dare to challenge the Divine Son?"

Those geniuses in the Eastern Regions were all stunned and stared at Long San, and many of them showed a look of fear.

The talent of the Purple Wind Star Envoy is indeed not first-class among the Seven Star Envoys. However, he is an existence standing at the peak of the ninth transformation of the fish dragon, and he has a lot of shocking records, how can he be seriously injured by someone with one move?

How terrifying is Ryusan's strength?

Chang Qiqi and Si Xingkong both gasped, they had seen the terrifying combat power of the Purple Wind Star Envoy, and they couldn't imagine that someone could defeat such a perverted character with just one move.

The faces of the Ninth Transformation Saints of the Holy Courtyard became quite ugly, and the power that Long San burst out was beyond their imagination.

One of Ouyang Huan's subordinates is already so strong, so isn't his strength even more terrifying?

Zhang Ruochen's eyes narrowed slightly, and he saw some clues.

The strength of the Purple Wind Star Envoy was indeed inferior to Long San, but it was impossible for him to be defeated so quickly.

The reason is that the Purple Wind Star made the weapon spirit of the soldier a dragon soul. When Long San pinched the spear, there was a black dragon qi in his hand, which poured into the spear, suppressing the dragon horcrux spirit in the spear.

It was precisely because the Purple Wind Star Envoy did not notice it in time that he was seriously injured by Long Sanyi's palm.

The entire grotto, with a maximum of three people, was able to see this.

Long San smiled and said, "Today, we are here to tell you the fact that the land of the Eastern Regions is only the size of the three states in the Central Regions. Those so-called heroes in the Eastern Regions, when they arrived in the Central Regions, they were actually vulnerable. ”

"But I only know that in recent decades, only Zhang Ruochen and Emperor Yi of the Eastern Regions have reached the supreme extreme realm of the Heavenly Extreme Realm, but they haven't found that the Central Domain and the Demon Sect have such young heroes. A cold voice rang out, obviously disdainful.

Zhang Ruochen looked in the direction where the voice came from and stared at Huang Yanchen's body.

The sentence just now was said by her.

(I see a lot of book friends asking a question, so let's annotate it.) The people in the sect claim to be the Divine Cult, and only outsiders call them the Demon Cult. "Son of God" and "Son of Demons", that's it. (To be continued.) )