Ancient war domain, Weishui Lake.

The two sides were facing each other, one of them, more than a dozen young men and women, and the leaders were four people, who were the three of the Dan Mansion, and the Nangong Immortal of the Hundred Flowers Valley, who were also the owners of the Netherworld Demon Pupil.

Across from them was a group of smiling men, led by three of them, all dressed in flame robes, all exuding a scorching and powerful aura.

"How about it? Jiang Zifan, have you thought about it? Don't delay our time. ”

The one on the left of the three said, and this person's previous reputation in the Central Domain was not unresounding, ranking fourth among the top ten king-level Tianjiao, Yan Wang, Yan Yunfei.

However, according to the position, Yan Yunfei is obviously the lightest of the three.

"Yan Yunfei, don't go too far! We can give you merit points, but as for people, we will never pay them!"

After Jiang Zifan finished speaking, the little girl hiding behind him flashed with tears, it was the Sikong family member who had taught Jiang Chen the secrets of soul skills before, Sikong Qian!

Sikong Qian's current fame is no weaker than that of a king-level Tianjiao, just because she holds the title of a seventh-grade alchemist!

Up to now, the elixirs brought by most of the martial artists in the early stage have almost all been consumed, and as their cultivation has broken through to the seventh-order spirit venerable, the seven-rank elixir has a great effect on them.

Therefore, the Seven-Rank Alchemist is simply a mobile treasure trove for them!

The Yan clan also didn't expect that when they were on a mission this time, they would be able to meet the only seventh-grade alchemist in the Dan Mansion!

As long as they can snatch Sikong Qian and train her to be a Dannu, then after their Yan Clan, they don't have to worry about the pill anymore, and the overall strength of the team will increase day by day!

For them, such a fat meat is not a reason to let go.

Although both the Dan Mansion and the Yan Clan are emperor-level forces, in terms of the quality of their disciples, the former is more than a step worse than the latter. So the Yan clan naturally has nothing to be afraid of.

Feng Yu held a black iron heavy sword, glanced at Sikong Qian, who was frightened behind him, and shouted to Yan Yunfei:

"Yan Yunfei, Senior Sister Sikong is the little princess of the Sikong family, are you sure that you can withstand the wrath of the Sikong family by doing this?"

Hearing this, Yan Yunfei and the other two Yan clan leaders' faces changed slightly.

The Sikong family is famous for the good use of soul skills by everyone in the clan, and the soul power is strong, which is unguardable, weird and abnormal, and its strength is above their Yan clan!

However, after a while, Yan Yunfei and the three of them all showed a ruthless look in their eyes, and the spiritual power in their bodies began to work secretly.

"The Sikong family is indeed powerful, but if they dare to find them, someone will deal with them, and ask you again, people, do you pay or not?!"

"Haha, seeing that you guys have wasted a lot of my time with such ink, now that the conditions have improved, not only to hand over the little girl, but also to hand over the Nangong fairy. The man in the middle of the three rubbed his chin slightly, and said with a sinister smile.

While he said this, he also looked at Nangong Xian's graceful body unscrupulously, and he was also fantasizing about how wonderful it would feel when he tore off the veil of the goddess and pressed it under his body.

"I'm fucking not looking at what kind of virtue you have, is it true that no one in our Dan Mansion will be successful?!When my little junior brother knows about this, he will definitely turn your Yan clan upside down!"

After Wei Yan finished speaking, as soon as he knotted the seal method with both hands, a golden-red flame enchantment was immediately formed!

Above the barrier, there seemed to be a fire pattern surging like rolling magma, and it was no longer strengthening its defensive ability all the time, even if it was a high-level fifth- or sixth-order cultivator, it was not something that could be broken in a while.

Obviously, in the past year or so, Wei Yan's strength has also increased greatly, and it is not what it used to be.

Seeing this, Jiang Zifan and Feng Yu glanced at each other, and they also shouted violently, and ordered the disciples of Danfu to prepare for battle.

Seeing this, the two people of the Yan Clan, except for Yan Yunfei, each had a peak holy weapon in their hands, and it seemed that they were ready to do it in the next moment.

And everyone in Dan Mansion and Hundred Flowers Valley all had a look of righteous indignation, and Nangong Immortal was even more beautiful, and his pupils gradually became darker, as if he was connected to hell

"Hmph, Yunfei, you just have to control my little beauty, if he completely unleashes the Nether Demon Pupil, we will be in some trouble, but don't get hurt, as for these scum of Danfu, just leave it to the two of us." ”

The man in the center smiled lightly.

"Hmph, you have a good, lustful problem, I really don't know when I can fix it. ”

However, although Yan Yunfei said so, he still rushed towards Nangong Immortal!

At the same time, the aura of the Sixth-Order Spirit Venerable emanated, and he directly slapped towards him with a palm.

"Nether Demon Pupil, Demon Light!"

Nangong Immortal let out a low snort, and in the eyes that had become as deep as a black hole, two golems immediately appeared, the golem's eyes were slightly open, and the two beams of light that showed dark colors were slammed together with the fire palm

In a moment, the two attacks were both annihilated, Yan Yunfei sneered, and then took advantage of the fact that the old power of Nangong Immortal had gone and the new power was not born, and he flicked his fingers at it

Suddenly, a crimson beam of light shot into Nangong Immortal's body, causing his body to stiffen suddenly!

That red light didn't hurt it in the slightest, but no matter how desperately it ran the exercises, its spiritual power seemed to be tied up, and it couldn't be mobilized in the slightest!

Without the support of spiritual power, the darkness in Nangong Immortal's eyes gradually faded, and the Netherworld Demon Pupil completely lost its effect.

"Hehe, Nangong Fairy, my Yan Clan's Tianyan Bundle Spirit Belt tastes good, right?! This is the treasure of my Yan Clan's Zhen Clan, a pseudo artifact! You should really feel honored to use it against you, haha"

Yan Yunfei smiled while maintaining the consumption of the Heavenly Flame Spirit Belt.

Seeing Nangong Immortal struggling violently there, the faces of the three of Danfu gradually sank.

Among them, in terms of combat power alone, the strongest is undoubtedly Nangong Immortal, although it is only a fourth-order spirit venerable, but under the effect of opening the Nether Demon Pupil, even Yan Yunfei, a sixth-order spirit venerable, may not be an opponent!

However, now they were so easily subdued, which made their chances of victory much lower.

"The old rules, Wei Yan is the main defense, Feng Yu and I take turns to attack!" Jiang Zifan said in a deep voice.

After Wei Yan and Feng Yu heard this, they both nodded solemnly, this battle will definitely be a vicious battle for them!

The three of them were all fourth-order spirit venerables, but the two Yan clan on the other side were two sixth-order spirit venerables! The gap between the two sides was indeed a bit big.

"Hmph! Today, we want to see how weak you Danfu disciples can be, up!"

After the person in the center said it before, he shot at the same time as the other person, wanting to break the good-looking enchantment that Wei Yan had condensed first!

However, just as the two of them were about to start a big battle, a storm raged in the sky.

A young man in a green shirt stands in the void with his hands in his hands, the young man has a slender body, a handsome appearance like a demon, and a shawl and white hair give people a sense of arrogance and unruliness.

At this time, he was stepping on the green lotus, confronting the crowd of horses opposite, but there was no fear on his face, and some were just cold and murderous.

"Hmph, I heard that your name is Ye Feng, right? Now let me tell you, the Heavenly Wind Immortal Lotus under your feet is originally the object of my Wind God Temple, and now hand it over quickly, and then roll out of this Wind Emperor space, you can still save a life." ”

The person talking on the other side was the young master of the Wind God Temple, the Wind Period.

And as the young master of a legendary-level force, his cultivation is also remarkable, and he has even reached the terrifying level of an eighth-order spirit venerable!

"Miscellaneous, are you really very strong as an eighth-order Spirit Venerable, since you want my things, then take them yourself!"

As Ye Feng's words fell, a storm of spiritual power immediately swept out! And the aura released by it actually reached the ninth-order Spirit Venerable!

"Ninth Order Spirit Venerable?!Who the hell are you! A small square gate, there will never be a character like you!"

As for Ye Feng, he had already sent someone to investigate before the Fengzi period, and it was said that he was only from the Sifang Sect, which was not even a Venerable-level power.

And Ye Feng was able to possess the Immortal Wind Divine Lotus, so he subconsciously thought that it was just shit luck, but now that it looks like the situation, the situation is obviously not so simple.

Just imagine, how could a guy who had taken shit luck have the cultivation of a ninth-order Spirit Venerable!

And after releasing his own cultivation, Ye Feng no longer followed the trend of nonsense, and the two-hand seal method began to change like a dream, and soon, a blue-black spiritual power maple leaf condensed in front of him

On the maple leaves, there are still squirming bright wind patterns, which are a little incompatible with the dark cyan of the maple leaves.

"Let me see how strong your Wind God Temple's means are!"

airplanes

A sound like a howling wind came, and I saw that at the center of Ye Feng's eyebrows, an extremely delicate kamikaze pattern suddenly lit up!

The wind pattern dark cyan light made Ye Feng's aura soar again, and finally it was only a line away from the half-emperor realm before it could stop.

"Anemo Body?!"

"Ye Feng, you are really a guy who keeps surprising me! Okay, let me see if your Wind God Body is strong, or if my Xuan Feng Body is superior!"

The words of the wind period fell, and a wind pattern suddenly lit up at the center of the eyebrows!

Although his wind pattern is not as pure as Ye Feng's, it reveals a mysterious aura that Ye Feng's wind pattern does not have.

The Xuanfeng Body is a wind attribute physique of the same level as the Wind God Body, and as for which one is stronger, there is really no conclusion.

However, coincidentally, today, the owners of the Wind God Body and the Xuan Wind Body met at the same time, and they were still opposed to each other, and it seems that the advantages and disadvantages of the two will be seen today. "Wind God Leaf, One Leaf, One Bodhi!"

When Ye Feng's last seal was finished, there was another loud shout, and the spiritual power maple leaf suspended in front of it suddenly trembled wildly, with pieces of spatial fragmentation, and burst out towards the wind stage!

"Xuanfeng Codex, Wind Demon Hand!"

The reflection in his eyes of the maple leaf that had turned into a streamer, Feng Ziqi slapped it with a palm, and suddenly the wind was fierce, and the disciples of the Wind God Temple around him saw this, and they all ran into the distance as if they were fleeing, obviously knowing the power of his move.

The next moment, a thousand-zhang ancient giant hand that seemed to be formed by the wind collided with the maple leaf, which looked as inconspicuous as a point of light!

Although the size of the maple leaf is nothing compared to the ancient wind hand, the moment the two come into contact with each other, the ancient wind hand seems to have been hit and trembled violently!

"Wind Demon Hand, Wind Demon Grip!" As the shouts of the Wind Season fell, the five ancient giant fingers of the Wind Hand gradually contracted together, as if they were about to pinch the maple leaves in the palm of their hands into powder.

But until the wind hand was completely clenched into a fist, it still failed to do so, and the dark cyan luster from the center of the palm was already dazzling, and the two fell into a short stalemate

War Zone, in a hidden cave in an unknown mountain range.

A man sat on the ground with his eyes closed, his body flashing with pieces of aura of different colors, a long blood stain hanging from the corner of his mouth, and his breath rose and fell, obviously suffering a lot of injuries.

And next to it, a woman in a white dress sat there quietly, carrying a guqin, and the whole person was like a green lotus, gentle and beautiful.

"Brother Yang, how far is this from the Dragon City you mentioned?" asked the woman in the white dress suddenly.

"It's not far, but before we go to Dragon City, we still have to get rid of those flies in the Shura Ancient Domain, cough cough" After speaking, the man coughed violently again, and then entered the cultivation state again, accelerating the recovery of the injuries in his body