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Behind Luo Yujiao, there stood a delicate and beautiful girl in white, one or two years younger than Luo Yujiao, who was her junior sister Yuan Ziyi.

Behind Yuan Ziyi, there were three men standing side by side, one in his early sixties in the middle, with a serious expression, wearing a green shirt, exuding a rigorous, old-fashioned, and indifferent atmosphere.

To the left of the old man in green shirt is a middle-aged man in cloth clothes of forty-seven or eighteen, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, tall and light purple skin on his hands.

To the right of the old man in the green shirt is a thirty-six or seventeen-year-old white-faced scribe, with a dignified appearance, but a gloomy face, giving people a gloomy feeling.

These three people are all masters of the Purple Mansion, and they all recognize Yuan Yimeng.

The old man in the green shirt is named Zhou Zilong, and he is the fourth of the four elders of the Purple Mansion.

The middle-aged man in cloth is named Temur, one of the protectors of the Purple Mansion, and he cultivates the famous Purple Fist of the Purple Mansion, and his lethality is extremely amazing.

The middle-aged scribe is nicknamed a skillful scholar, proficient in the way of refining, and his cultivation is not weak, and he is notoriously difficult to mess with in the Purple Mansion Gate.

Yuan Yimeng took a general look at the five people in the Purple Mansion, and then moved his gaze to the two people beside Luo Yujiao.

The first one was dressed in white, holding a folding fan in his hand, smiling and personable.

This man was twenty-four or five years old, handsome, gentle and elegant, and exuded a seductive charm.

This is a rare beautiful man, who always exudes a special temperament that attracts the opposite sex, which is quite fascinating.

Yuan Yimeng knew this person, and he was very familiar with him, when he saw him, Yuan Yimeng's eyes revealed a trace of complicated feelings, like loss and bitterness, and he was somewhat concerned.

The man in white has a very nice name - Yu Chunyang, who is an outstanding disciple of the Pure Yang Taoist Sect, known as a peerless genius who has not been met for a thousand years, and is the most ideal double cultivator in the minds of countless female cultivators.

Beside Yu Chunyang, there stood a fifty-year-old Taoist, not tall and with bright eyes, he was a master of the Pure Yang Taoist School, and Yiyang Zhenren was extremely famous in Daozhou.

After seeing the situation of the seven people clearly, Yuan Yimeng moved his gaze to the right side in front of him, where there were six people standing, four of them were from the Heavenly Gate of the Dao Sect Immortal Sect, and the other two were from the Danxia Sect.

These six people all know each other, the two masters of Danxiamen, one old and one young, the old man is wearing a Taoist robe in his seventies, full of gorgeous hair, known as a wonderful Taoist, and his Taoism is profound.

The young man is eighteen or nineteen years old, dressed in a silver shirt, and although his glamorous appearance is not as handsome as Yu Chunyang, he is also a rare handsome person.

The young man is a true disciple of the Danxia faction, named Li Daoyi, who is rumored to be extremely talented and an outstanding disciple of the Danxia faction.

The four masters of Tianmen, three men and one woman, the woman is petite and exquisite, beautiful and pure, and a green Luo skirt sets off her innocent and innocent, exuding a pure and fairy-like temperament, this is Tianmen Feiyan Cao Bingying, ranking third among the top ten beauties in Daozhou, second only to Luo Yujiao, the heavenly daughter of Zifu.

Cao Bingying is the Holy Maiden of Tianmen seems to be innocent, but in fact, her cultivation is amazing, and she is extremely outstanding in the use of formations, and she has reached a shocking realm.

Behind Cao Bingying are the three masters of Tianmen, namely Xuanhe Daojun, Guiyuan Zhenren, and Shanhe Daoren.

Xuanhe Daojun was in his early sixties, his body was thin and his robe was extremely old, and he looked listless.

Guiyuan Zhenren is forty-one or twelve years old, with a majestic figure and a dignified appearance, with a confident look on the corner of his mouth.

The five short statures of the mountain and river people, like a winter melon, are quite funny.

At this moment, the thirteen people present were all looking at Yuan Yimeng, her face was veiled, although it was translucent, but it always gave people a hazy beauty, making people want to take off her veil and look at her carefully. ...,

Especially Yu Chunyang and Li Daoyi, who were present, faced with the first beauty in Daozhou, they were naturally selfish, but it was inconvenient to say.

Luo Yujiao glared at Yuan Yimeng, angry at her bland reaction, and hummed: "Yuan Ruoshui, you are really brave enough to dare to go to the meeting alone, you really deserve to be the holy daughter of the Sanqing Temple." ”

Yuan Yimeng said indifferently: "Compared to your call for friends, I do seem a little bland."

Luo Yujiao's face was slightly cold, and she snorted: "Laugh at me, I'm afraid you won't laugh for long." ”

Yuan Yimeng looked around, paid attention to the situation at the foot of the mountain, and found that Yitian was trapped at the foot of the mountain, and the situation looked quite bad.

Cao Bingying sensed Yuan Yimeng's thoughts, and said with a smile: "Don't look at it, none of the four people you accompanied this time will want to go back alive." ”

Yuan Yimeng was not angry, and asked, "You asked me to come here just to kill me?"

Luo Yujiao said: "As long as you are willing to bow your head in front of me and admit defeat, and promise to retreat when you see me in the future, I will let you go." Otherwise, don't blame me for teaching you a lesson. ”

Yuan Yimeng shook his head and said: "Fame and wealth are like flowing water, and the Dao heart is like looking for immortality." You are still the Purple Mansion Heavenly Maiden, but you can't see through the worldly red dust. ”

Yu Chunyang took over the topic and said, "Why is it immortal? The Sanqing Temple coaxed the world under the banner of immortality, and destroyed people's desires with heavenly principles, I don't know how many people have suffered, I advise you to wake up as soon as possible.

Nian has been in a relationship between us for many years, as long as you ......"

Yuan Yimeng said coldly: "There will be no intersection between me and you in this life, you should not be self-righteous." Today I came at the request of Luo Yujiao, and it has nothing to do with the Pure Yang Dao Sect, the Danxia Sect, or the Heavenly Gate, if you don't want to provoke right and wrong, please leave quickly, I can treat it as if nothing happened. Otherwise, once the skin is torn, there will always be people who regret it. ”

Tianmen Feiyan Cao Bingying sneered: "Threaten us, but it's a pity that you, the Holy Maiden of the Temple, are a lonely person. It is true that the name of Yuanrushui is known to the world, but your character is not even used to the temple, and you have already offended the people above, and they wish that you would die sooner, so that another saint could replace you. ”

Luo Yujiao scolded: "You have always been conceited and high-minded, do not pay attention to the affairs of the world, be calm in the event of an accident, and show a calm and calm attitude, do you think that if you do this, you can win the respect of the people of the world? I just can't get used to you, so I go against you everywhere, and I want to tear your mask in front of countless people." ”

These words made Yuan Yimeng quite surprised and sad.

Taoism advocates quiet and inaction, and he wholeheartedly pursues the realm of inaction, but whoever wants to attract criticism and cause trouble.

In the final analysis, it's all because of jealousy, but Luo Yujiao refuses to admit it.

"That's why you asked me to come here today?"

Luo Yujiao looked at Yuan Yimeng with persistent eyes, and snorted coldly: "Yes, I just want you to be defeated in my hands in front of you, kneel down to me and beg for mercy, and let you lose face." ”

Yuan Yimeng sighed lightly: "For this reason, you did not hesitate to kill the people accompanying me, jealousy has really driven you to a crazy situation." ”

Tianmen Feiyan Cao Bingying said: "Don't talk nonsense with her, with her kind of character, even if it is dark, she will not admit defeat, we still do it as soon as possible and use our strength to make her bow her head." ”

Luo Yujiao said: "It's okay, let's let her see, except for the Sanqing Shrine in Daozhou, other sects are not easy to mess with." ”

Yuan Meng sighed when he heard this, knowing that some things could not be avoided, so he immediately stopped bothering to persuade him, and said in a deep voice: "Since you have to do this, then don't regret it." ”

The lotus step moved slightly, and the blue light around Yuanyimeng's body converged, and countless rays of light changed into a series of heavenly venerables, revolving around Yuanyimeng, exuding a divine aura. ...,

Luo Yujiao smiled coldly and shouted, "Set up the array, let's come to understand today, what's so great about the Sanqing Divine Temple." ”

The figure swayed, the thirteen masters at the top of the peak moved quickly, and a brilliant array of light appeared in the blink of an eye, soaring from the surface, enveloping the Yuanyi dream.

This light array is extremely dazzling and powerful, it is not a temporary formation laid by the thirteen masters, but it has been prepared for a long time, after the joint urging of the thirteen masters, it instantly burst out with the power of shocking the heavens, shaking Yuan Yimeng's body trembling violently, and he was seriously injured and vomited blood on the spot.

It is inevitable that there is mental arithmetic and unintentional.

But Yuan Yimeng is the holy daughter of the Sanqing Temple after all, although she was successfully attacked by a sneak attack, she is still calm, and the Tianzun outside her body gradually grows larger, exuding a majestic and domineering aura that shocks the heavens and the earth, and competes with the enemy.

At this moment, the sky changed, the wind and clouds converged, and the scorching sun was in the sky at noon, but it was covered by black clouds in the blink of an eye, and thunder and lightning converged in the sky above Tianyi Peak.

Yuan Yimeng sat cross-legged in the air, clasped his hands, and the blue light all over his body, and the layers of defensive light rapidly expanded from the inside out, filtering the enemy's attacks.

Luo Yujiao stood suspended in the air, her hands held high above her head, and the purple light in her palms gathered, guiding the power of thunder and lightning in the sky, quickly gathering into a purple pillar of light, under Luo Yujiao's control, turning into a purple light knife, and slashing towards Yuan Yimeng's head.

This knife opened the world and was indestructible, and it forcibly split the three thousand two hundred defensive light realms outside Yuan Yimeng's body, and once again shook her body, and the corners of her mouth were bleeding.

Tianmen Feiyan Cao Bingying took the opportunity to attack, and the ten fingers of both hands were in the void, and the finger power showed different colors, and when she was close to Yuanyi Meng, she turned into a self-running formation, imprisoning her.

Tianmen Feiyan Cao Bingying has achieved amazing achievements in the use of formations, she has refined the formation into a weapon, and she can play all kinds of formations in this way with every move, the speed is fast and powerful, making people unable to guard against it, and there is no time to defuse this mysterious attack.

Yuan Yimeng adopts the method of stubborn defense, and the way of inaction she cultivates is not offensive or unbreakable, and she is very weak in attack, but very good in defense.

In addition, Yuan Yimeng faced the thirteen masters alone, and under the control of the light array, he could only protect with all his might, and he couldn't find a suitable opportunity to counterattack for the time being.

After Luo Yujiao succeeded in the blow, she couldn't help but sneer: "I thought that the holy woman of the Sanqing Temple was so powerful, but it turned out to be nothing more than that. ”

Yu Chunyang said: "She can only hold on to death now, and it is estimated that she won't last long." ”。 [It's not easy to write a book - ask for free recommendation votes for Leave No Trace (free recommendation votes have 500 experience to vote for every day)]

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