The middle-aged man frowned and looked at Pan Xiyun under the void barrier.

He was thinking about how to deal with those tails behind her without attracting the attention of the White Jade Immortal Palace.

Every attack of the High Priest of the Soul Clan would disturb the Void Barrier, and the White Jade Immortal Palace Venerable guarding the highest starry sky in the Star Sea would also be aware of it.

After pondering for a moment, he still made up his mind.

Xu Fan is the most important chess piece of that adult, and he can't be folded here.

The middle-aged man stretched out his hand a little, and a faint qi light slowly poured out from his fingertips, seemingly very slowly, but still extremely fast.

Tearing through the Void Barrier, that speed was already beyond the upper limit of the speed of the Returning to Truth Realm overhaul.

In Pan Xiyun's worried eyes, the faint aura of light was like a ray of light in the night, bursting from the Lord's fingertips to the center of his eyebrows.

"Lord, you, you are..."

Pan Xiyun's voice became weaker and weaker, her body was no longer under her control, and at the moment when that dark qi machine submerged into her eyebrows, she was no longer herself.

The silence around is like a ghost land.

The surrounding flowers, birds, and trees seem to have completely lost their vitality, and everything is under an eerie gray and white color.

The Divine Hidden Realm monk of the Hundred Grass Pavilion flew towards Pan Xiyun, only to see her fall quietly.

It's just a moment, and he's about to catch the other party's breath.

Ground! An innate terror suddenly emerged from the depths of his heart.

He wanted to retreat, but his outstretched right hand seemed to be imprisoned by something terrible, an unfamiliar qi machine, very different from the one he had encountered before.

It was dead, cold, lifeless, and indifferent to life.

Chu Jinyang was the leader of the Baicao Pavilion to intercept and kill Xu Fan this time, a monk of the third layer of the Divine Hidden Realm, and he was also a top monk in a medium-sized force like Baicao Pavilion.

Mixed in the Wind Domain, Chu Jinyang can be regarded as well-informed, and when he was young, he also broke through some broken star seas in the Wind Mountain Domain, and survived from the Dead Star Domain.

Since then, he has joined the Hundred Grass Pavilion and is responsible for the protection of the spiritual fields and medicine fields outside Fengluan City.

"What the hell is going on?"

Chu Jinyang watched as the blood on his arm rapidly lost its luster at a speed visible to the naked eye, and strange dark qi eroded the skin on his palm.

First the five fingers, then the back of the hand, then the arm.

When he was dying, Chu Jinyang's arm that stretched out to grab Pan Xiyun completely lost its vitality and was completely gray.

Pan Xiyun turned around and looked directly at the pursuing Baicao Pavilion monks, and there was no panic in his eyes, but a dead silence.

The deep light of his eyes swept over the several Hundred Grass Pavilion monks behind Chu Jinyang, and the cold, terrifying light of his eyes scared those monks so much that their legs were numb, and they almost stood unsteadily.

These monks were still pinning their hopes on their Chu seniors to block the red-clothed woman not far away.

At this time, they don't know something.

Chu Jinyang stood there, his body was no longer under his control, and the terrifying dark color qi was enveloping his shoulders along his arms, covering his upper body.

His eyes were round and full of fear.

Chu Jinyang never thought that he was a Divine Hidden Realm monk, and he could be regarded as a handful of monks at the top level in Fengluan City.

"Who the hell are you?"

Chu Jinyang swallowed hard, the whiteness in his eyes became more and more, and he couldn't believe that there was such a terrifying power on this cultivation continent.

His heart sank to the bottom, he regretted it incomparably, and he really didn't dare to promise the pavilion master to do this.

Every inch of his body was shrouded in this terrifying qi, his vitality was gone, and there was still a terrifying look of struggle on his face.

Under the stunned gaze of those Hundred Grass Pavilion monks, their Chu senior, the Divine Hidden Realm monk, fell straight down.

The next moment, these monks saw clearly the person standing in front of Chu Jinyang's original position again.

A beautiful woman, three thousand green silks fluttering messily, exuding a terrifying aura around her body.

They subconsciously wanted to turn around and run away, but their feet seemed to be connected to the earth, and they couldn't move at all.

"Who the hell are you?"

"Are you a human or a ghost?"

"You, you're an evil cultivator! Cult! Yes, yes! You're an evil cultivator!"

These monks who followed Chu Jinyang to chase after them, their bodies trembled uncontrollably, looked at the red-clothed figure that was gradually approaching, and shouted out the great fear in their hearts.

Pan Xiyun quietly watched a few people, an hour ago, she was still being chased by this group of people and fled in embarrassment in the dense forest.

The Lord only left a wisp of qi in the center of her eyebrows, so that these monks who were chasing her had no power to fight back.

It's like a mountain crushing an ant!

She felt the power, the qi that belonged to her in her body was afraid of this dark wisp of qi.

But all this, she didn't care.

Now, her strength has skyrocketed and she can protect the young master.

Pan Xiyun waved her hand, and an invisible ripple of qi surged out along the slender and miserable jade hand.

This invisible ripple of qi shook the bodies of several hundred grass pavilion monks more than a hundred zhang away into nothingness, and even the blood mist did not appear.

It's as if I've never been to this world.

At this time, Pan Xiyun's ears sounded the ethereal voice of the middle-aged man again, which seemed to come from the distant other side.

"Xiyun, this wisp of qi I left in your body can last for half a month. In the past half month, you have to protect Fan'er."

"Don't reveal your strength, even if it's death!"

Listening to the Lord's words, Pan Xiyun's pale face showed a happy smile, and this smile spread from the corners of her mouth to her face little by little.

Pan Xiyun didn't speak, and finally just nodded silently.

A large area of blood was gradually stained on her red robe, and she looked in the direction of the Void Ferry, her body staggered, and her body fell against the giant tree.

The slender jade hand with dried blood stains was propped up on the trunk of the tree in pain, and Pan Xiyun gasped for breath.

The power released by the dark qi hidden in the center of the eyebrows completely drained the energy in the body.

At this time, her body was extremely weak.

Touching the Qiankun bag on his waist, a pill of opening pill popped out from his fingertips, and his eyes stared at this pill in a daze, and the smile on the corner of Pan Xiyun's mouth became brighter and brighter.

Immediately, she took this Enlightenment Pill, and a stream of pure Heaven and Earth Yuan Qi began to nourish the meridians in her body, making her like a drowning person and finally climbed ashore.

......

The Void Ferry and several immortal ships were leaning across the cloud platform at the top of the Fengluan Mountain Range.

In the past two days, with the opening of the teleportation arrays of the major immortal cities in the Barren Domain, the fragile void passage could no longer hinder the passage of the immortal ships.

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The extreme west of the Star Sea is a barren land, which is called the barren domain by the Immortal Palace and the Immortal Dynasty.

The barren domains, from east to west, are the Flat Sea, the Sand Sea, the Ancient Domain, the Ancient Domain, and the Wind Domain.

The Wind Domain is vast, and there are countless Star Fields that were damaged in the previous era, and the broken Cave Sky is there. And the periphery of this wind domain, near a haven in the Upper Ancient Domain and the Ten Thousand Ancient Domains, has more than a dozen stretching mountain ranges.

The rock walls on the sides of the mountain range are extremely hard, blocking the violent winds and void turbulence of the Wind Domain.

In the far east, the mountain range that spreads for tens of millions of miles is the Fengluan Mountains.

At this time, in a quiet room somewhere in the immortal ship of the White Jade Immortal Palace, a vague figure suddenly opened its eyes and looked at a certain mountain forest under the mountain.

The place he was looking at was the dense forest where the monks of the Hundred Grass Pavilion besieged Xu Fan.

In the next moment, this vague figure did not hide the terrifying aura of half-stepping into the Dao realm, and quickly flew towards the barren forest.

The void where the qi machine was shaking was trembling, and the terrifying strength of the White Jade Immortal Palace Venerable made the monks on the other immortal ships fly out of their respective cabins, looking at the afterimage that pierced the sky from afar.

On the top of Fengluan Mountain, the Ming family's mansion and the monks of the Ming family also flew up to the eaves and arches, looking at the direction of the mountain.

Looking at the figures in the distance, several Great Cultivators of the Returning Truth Realm who were standing on the platform of the attic of the Lin Family's Immortal Ship were silent.

Several people were glad that the previous friction with Asgard had stopped.

No one would have thought that in just an outer gate trial, there would be a Venerable on the immortal ship of the Immortal Palace.

"Do you know who it is?"

"I don't know, I can't judge by breath."

The Ten Statues of the Immortal Palace, each of them has the strength of a half-step Dao realm, and they are genuine half-stepping Dao realms.

Several people showed a wry smile on their faces, looking at the Mo family immortal ship docked on the opposite side, and there were also several True Realm overhauls on it.

There is also the immortal ship of the Wang family not far away, and everyone has heard that the immortal palace has returned from the evil dragon trial this time, and there is a disciple from the mortal world who has a good chance.

The Mo family and the Wang family's return to the truth realm overhaul all glanced at each other, and the stunned look on their faces disappeared in a flash, and they returned to normal.

Everyone's eyes were on that place in the Fengluan Mountain Range.

In less than a breath, a vague figure appeared in Pan Xiyun's place, frowning and staring at the void, feeling it carefully.

No anomalies were found.

"No, that kind of soul breath, I can't be mistaken."

The vague figure quietly released a wisp of divine thought, which quickly enveloped a hundred miles in a radius, sending the grass and trees between them, the fluctuations in the air, the fierce battle in the forest, and the two Immortal Palace miscellaneous disciples on a hill.

The cloudy eyes swept downward, and I just saw Xu Fan sitting in the depths of the hills and forests, and the qi around him was like a lake pouring back.

There are also several hidden monks around, implying murderous intent.

However, he didn't care, and continued to stare at the void somewhere in front of him, empty and without any anomalies.

Fang Cai's cold aura, he couldn't have sensed it wrong.

Suspended in the void, everything around the body is almost integrated with heaven and earth, this is the Tao, incarnating nothingness, holding a kind of avenue.

The vague figure was still short of the last trace of qi, he stretched out his hand, and a small jade talisman was suspended in his palm, and his heart moved.

A wisp of consciousness entered the jade talisman, and the intricate cloud pattern light on it flashed away.

At the height of the Star Sea, in the peach forest of a fairyland in the White Jade Immortal Palace, a sloppy old man leaned on a crooked-necked tree with Erlang's legs crossed, and was gulping down the peach blossom brew in the world.

A bright cyan glow flashed in his arms, and the sloppy old man's hand holding the wine gourd stopped at the mouth of the bearded man.

Momentarily distracted, muttering to himself.

"How many years, how many years. Ying'er. Grandpa finally has a chance to avenge you."