When Xin Qi Festival returned to the Demon Mountain Range, it was already the evening three days later. He found that even at night, the Demon Mountain Range was extremely lively, and from the mouths of some martial artists, he knew intermittently that a few days ago, a bright strong light erupted from the depths of the Demon Mountain Range, and the dazzling light was as beautiful and dazzling as a rainbow across the sky, so as to attract all the martial artists around, and even the martial artists who heard the news came from afar.

Hearing this, Xin Qijie was very happy, and went to the depths of the Demon Mountain Range. In the faint night, I saw the palaces that shimmered with a faint light, which looked magnificent and magnificent under the moonlight, as if a giant dragon was crawling at the foot of the mountain. When he came to the palace, Ye Hualin's name popped up in his mind, it seemed that he had long known that the palace was hidden in the depths, no wonder he would rush to the depths desperately.

I saw that more than a dozen warriors were stopped in the valley in front of the palace, and Xin Qijie was naturally also stopped, and these people who stopped them were men who were holding crooked hooks and wearing cloaks, and they were wrapped very tightly around their bodies! These men only showed a pair of pitch-black eyes, looked at everyone coldly, and shouted coldly: " This cave has some origins with our Yungou Gate, our Yungou Gate master is the person who got the master of the cave back then, one of the eighteen hooks of Feiyun, and only established today's Cloud Hook Gate, if you know each other, give us a little farther away, otherwise we will hook your throat. ”

I don't know which martial artist screamed: "Your Cloud Hook Sect Master used to be my subordinate defeat, but I didn't expect that I had already started a sect, it seems that I am not lucky, otherwise I am afraid that I would have already become a sect master." ”

How did I know that the warrior's words fell, and a white light whistled by, and I don't know where it came from, so it hooked his chest and lifted him up. The man who hit him in the hook was the man headed by the Cloud Hook Gate, looked at the martial artist indifferently, and sneered: "Just because of a waste like you, you dare to say such a big thing, now you know the consequences of saying big things, right?"

The man's wrist shook slightly, and the hook in his hand was magnificent, and the warrior let out a terrible scream and fell into the dust. Xin Qijie swept out of the crowd and sneered: "A sect that is not even a third-rate sect dares to be so arrogant, it simply doesn't know whether it is alive or dead." ”

His cold words fell, and Ling Xiao's sword qi skyrocketed, like a white light, and rolled towards the person headed by the Cloud Hook Gate. When the man headed by the cloud hook gate saw that Xin Qijie was young, he said disdainfully: "Where did you come from, little cub, I really don't know whether to live or die, see how I will hook your throat." The hook in his hand turned into a white light, like a snake, and bit down on Xinqijie's throat.

When the Ling Xiao Sword of Xin Qijie and the hook of the man from the Cloud Hook Gate came into contact, the hook was shattered, and the Ling Xiao Sword pierced through the throat of the person in charge. The rest of the people of the Cloud Hook Gate, the hooks in their hands flew out and rolled towards the Xin Qi Festival. Xin Qijie sneered: "Even if there are many of you, I will not be afraid. With a slight flick of his wrist, the Ling Xiao Sword swept out, and all the hooks that came from him were shattered into two.

Only the person in the Cloud Hook Gate who was the leader was a sevenfold martial artist of the Kun Yuan Realm, and the rest of the people were all Kun Yuan Realm triple or quadruple, and they were easily forced to retreat with their Xin Qi Festival. Although the strength of the person led by Yungou Gate was in the seventh level of the Kunyuan Realm, he was not the opponent of Xin Qijie, and he couldn't stop him, so he swept into the palace.

When the surrounding martial artists saw that Xin Qijie had swept in, they gritted their teeth and said, "Rush in." Desperately rushed over.

The man at the head of the Cloud Hook Gate had a cold light in his eyes, and shouted loudly: "Cloud Hook Array outside the sky." Suddenly, all the people in the Cloud Hook Gate sat down cross-legged, their hands were knotted with the same handprints, and the fingertip airflow suddenly flew open, and a thick white mist rose from the ground, which intertwined into a huge white cloud hook, forming a dazzling light curtain, enveloping all those warriors in it.

The man at the head of the Cloud Hook Gate laughed and said, "We won't let you in, you should die of this heart." ”

The road in the valley was uneven, and after passing through the valley, you saw a row of palaces, and came to a smaller palace, and walked slowly into it. In this smaller palace, a few cold air currents suddenly shot out, like a cold light in the middle of the night, the momentum was cold and gloomy, and it was absolutely impossible to shoot so viciously without deep hatred.

Xin Qijie stabbed out the Lingxiao Sword in his hand like lightning, and the white air flow flew, condensing into a white cloud, shooting on several cold air currents, and suddenly burst out of the sky with fragments, gushing out a terrifying air current, his body rolled out along the ground, and he saw several black-robed men walking out, it was several elders of the Ghost Shadow Gate.

When several elders of the Ghost Shadow Gate saw Xin Qijie, they laughed gloomily, and said coldly: "Little cub, our people from the Ghost Shadow Gate are looking for you everywhere, but I didn't expect you to run in too, so let's die." ”

As their words fell, a black light swept across Xin Qijie's head like a poisonous snake. The black light was a long black whip, covered with sharp barbs, and the air whirred as it swept down. Xin Qijie said disdainfully: "Kun Yuan Realm Wuzhong also dares to run rampant in front of me, I don't know how to live or die." ”

He then unleashed the second type of the Ling Xiao Sword's blade like an illusion, and the sword qi of the void and reality was extremely cold, cutting the black long whip into two. As soon as the black whip broke open, the Ling Xiao Sword of Xin Qijie stabbed at the elder's heart. There are also four elders in the Ghost Shadow Gate, but their strength is not as strong as Xin Qi Festival, and their vitality roars towards Xin Qi Festival. Xin Qijie sneered, and the Ling Xiao Sword came out of his hand, piercing the chest of the five elders of the Kun Yuan Realm, and his body fell backwards, and the vitality of the four elders slammed to the ground.

The four elders roared loudly, "This miscellaneous piece doesn't have the Ling Xiao Sword, so we can only slaughter it!"

The vitality on the palms of an elder flew up, and the two palms became pitch black as ink, filled with a thick black mist, and roared down against the top of Xin Qijie's head like lightning. Xin Qijie looked at his whistling palm, and grabbed it like lightning, which was naturally the stunt of the Nine Heavens Xuanbei Hand, and easily held the elder's wrist, and with a slight grip on the palm, the elder's wrist shattered and opened, blood splattered everywhere, and he let out a frightened scream. Suddenly, his screaming stopped abruptly, because Xin Qijie's fingers had pierced his throat.

The cold wind flew like a knife in the main hall, and the air was filled with a solemn aura, and the other three elders had already attacked Xin Qi Jie. An elder's palm turned into a brilliant black light, and a cold cyclone surged in his palm, slapping at the back of Xin Qijie's heart.

Xin Qijie felt the cold air flow behind him, and his palm grabbed out like lightning, grabbing the palm slapped behind him. The elder had a look of joy on his face, he was afraid that his cyclone could penetrate Xin Qijie's palm! How did he know that his smile suddenly froze, and his qi cyclone shattered and opened, and Xin Qijie's palm directly pinched his palm like tofu, and directly pinched it and exploded.

Xin Qijie really doesn't have the slightest good impression of the people in the Ghost Shadow Gate, so naturally he won't leave a message. He crushed the elder's palm, swept his left hand across his face, and slapped him to death. The remaining two elders attacked, but suddenly stopped, their bodies fell backwards, and in the blink of an eye, they swept into the depths of the palace.

Xin Qijie smiled faintly, then sucked the Ling Xiao Sword over, and chased after him directly. The aura in this small palace is very solemn, as if it is hiding a demon beast. Suddenly, a dangerous aura came, and one of the elders of the Ghost Shadow Gate was heard screaming fiercely, making people feel frightened and terrifying.

Darkness enveloped the entire palace, and the black mist filled the palace like a tide, and there was not the slightest sunlight in the palace. Suddenly, a black light swept towards Xin Qijie, Xin Qijie's feet were on the ground, and his body was like a big bird rising in the air, and he saw the black light bombarding the ground, shattering the stone slabs on the ground.

Xin Qijie retreated into the corner, and saw a black mist, and there was a pair of black eyes in the black mist, as if with infinite hatred, infinite evil, as if the eyes from hell, it made people feel terrible when they saw it.