Looking at Ye Fanchen, who was calm and calm, Lu Changan's eyes flashed with a hint of strangeness.

Just now, it was just a cover to resist with puppets and magic weapons.

The third-order peak refining attainment, Lu Changan didn't want to be exposed in front of everyone.

"Fang Cai's wood system is supernatural, and the consumption of a certain family is indeed not small. However, Ye Daoyou can feel a slight pain in the sea of knowledge, and his body is empty and uncomfortable......"

The smile on Lu Changan's face revealed a hint of weirdness.

"Huh? Hiss! Don't you ......?"

Ye Fanchen concentrated his senses, his complexion changed, and he found that there was indeed a faint swelling pain in Zhihai.

The mana in the body was a little disordered, and the body felt slightly tired and empty.

Although the symptoms of poisoning were not confirmed, Ye Fanchen was sweating profusely and subconsciously took out the precious detoxification pill.

In this brief gap.

Swish!

Lu Chang'an in his field of vision, leaving only an afterimage, disappeared from the clouds.

In the next moment, the huge spiritual pressure of the Jiedan overhaul was like a hundred thousand mountains, descending on the third-order spirit ship below.

"Be careful!"

"How could Xiang Dalong kill him?"

On the side of the spirit ship, Elder Ye, the strange-faced man, and Tie Danxin, the three true people who were not in the Dan, felt the roar of the terrifying Dan power, and their hearts chuckled.

The three true pills were attacking the mine array, and they were caught off guard in the face of Xiang Dalong, who suddenly killed.

Ten thousand withered vine hands!

Lu Changan performed a wood-based evil path secret technique, his arm suddenly swelled, extending out a withered yellow vine, turning into a vine giant hand more than ten zhang long, and slammed it towards the three true pills on the spirit ship.

"Quick! Block—"

Elder Ye's scalp was numb, and he sacrificed a banner magic weapon to protect his body, and then shot out a third-order talisman.

The strange-faced man summoned a third-order puppet and blocked it in front of him, retreating violently.

As a result, he found that the giant vine hand that emitted a deadly threat did not attack him or the puppet in front of him.

Fluffy!

The withered yellow vine giant hand swept in front of Elder Ye and Tie Danxin.

"Mortal Nephew - Save Me!"

Elder Ye, who was in the middle stage of the knot pill, his body was slapped away, the spiritual light of the magic weapon of the banner of the talisman was dimmed, and the light shield of the third-order talisman was torn apart.

Elder Ye was embarrassed, his scarf fell off, and his hair was scattered.

"Elder Xiang, spare ...... life"

Tie Danxin, who was the weakest in the early stage of the knot, screamed miserably, and was pinched by the withered yellow vine giant hand, and the aura of the body protection was extinguished, and he lost his resistance.

Call!

In an instant, Tie Dan's dark-hearted and sturdy body turned into a dry corpse.

The monks in the Ye family's camp were terrified, and those who cultivated to a lower level of false pills, foundation building monks, retreated one after another.

"Tsk, absorbing this person's life essence and blood is enough to make up for the loss of a certain family just now."

After killing Tie Danxin, Lu Changan's face was a little ruddy, and his mana was surging.

"Fooled!"

Ye Fanchen's face was pale, and when he chased over, he found that Lu Changan had recovered his full mana.

The "Ten Thousand Withered Vine Hands", a wood-based evil method that absorbs the essence and vitality of monks, appeared on Elder Xiang, and Ye Fanchen and the Jiedan monks present were not surprised.

Different from Daqing.

In the whole abyss, evil ways prevailed, and there were very few real famous and decent people.

Even the Yunxia Sect can only be regarded as a side door, not the right way of the Xuanmen.

Lu Changan's practice of "Ten Thousand Withered Vine Hands" is actually also a disguise, as a secret technique of killing, covering up the overly powerful recovery and staying power of Changqing Gong.

Back then, in Daqing, he was chased and killed by the "Aoki Zhenjun" who cultivated Changqing Gong, and Lu Changan became more vigilant.

Dayuan's cultivation civilization is longer and stronger, and he wants to hide the characteristics of Changqing Gong as much as possible, especially when fighting the Fa.

……

Boom!

Ye Fanchen's face was gloomy, and he pulled out the [Golden Scale Sword Pool] again.

"Ye Daoyou, don't panic! A certain family has always been above board, how could it use the despicable means of poisoning the heirs of the Sword Pavilion? ”

Lu Chang'an was stern and looked at Ye Fanchen with a gloomy face.

He really didn't poison him.

The poison that threatens the overhaul of the Yudan is so rare.

The words just now were just misleading and fooled Ye Fanchen.

"Cunning old man."

Ye Fanchen's eyes were cloudy, and he had already understood the reason.

Xiang Dalong, as a puppet master, has a much stronger sense than the general Jiedan overhaul, and the "Phantom Leaf Flying Sword" that he used before has a slight infiltration effect on Ye Fanchen's soul in the battle.

This kind of slight mental injury is not a big deal, but the mana consumption in the fight is not small, so it is consistent with the "symptoms" described by Lu Changan.

Knowing the truth, Ye Fanchen was frustrated and felt humiliated for a long time.

He would rather be poisoned than be tricked by Xiang Dalong.

In the gap between the duel, Lu Changan killed the important True Dan monks of the Ye family's camp, making him appear incompetent.

"Come on! Before the time of 100 breaths arrived, Xiang and Ye Daoyou fought another 300 rounds. ”

Lu Changan, who was in his heyday, once again urged "Phantom Leaf Flying Sword".

Poof!

The verdant and dripping many leaves surrounded Lu Chang'an, turning into phantom flying swords that were uncertain and uncertain, taking the initiative to attack and entangle Ye Fanchen.

Six Imperial Slashing Blades!

The golden-scaled ancient sword in Ye Fanchen's hand broke through the air and turned into twenty zhang above Lu Chang'an's head, splitting out two transparent golden-scaled sword shadows left and right.

As one of the six sword tricks of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, with Ye Fanchen's kendo talent, once it was used, it suppressed Lu Changan again.

However, Ye Fanchen, who was fighting again, felt his heart sink and felt tricky.

Lu Changan returned to his full state, but he did not, and his mind was slightly eroded.

I don't know if it's an illusion, Lu Changan's "Phantom Leaf Flying Sword" once again is not only endless, but also the spring breeze blows and grows, which is extremely tenacious, bringing stronger mental erosion.

In short, it's one trade-off.

Once caught in a protracted war, Lu Changan's "Phantom Leaf Flying Sword" further infiltrated and influenced Ye Fanchen's sea of knowledge, and then reduced his sword artistic conception.

"This Xiang Dalong, what kind of sacredness is it. Not only is it a third-order high-grade puppeteer, but the fighting magic power is so difficult......"

Ye Fanchen realized that after missing the previous opportunity, it would be difficult for him to defeat Elder Xiang within a hundred breaths.

The current suppression cannot achieve victory.

He returned to the Central Domain with a mission on his body, and he was unwilling to launch a desperate double sword form in a helping punch.

The high cost is one thing.

Xiang Dalong is not simple, hidden deeply, and it is difficult to ensure that there is no means to press the bottom of the box.

For a time, Ye Fanchen was difficult to ride a tiger, and he was in a dilemma.

"Ye Daoyou, this war is a draw. The fate of the vine ridge mine might as well be handed over to the duel below. ”

In the fierce battle, Lu Changan smiled and proposed.

Hearing this, Ye Fanchen's expression froze, and his face was slightly hot.

Elder Xiang's "courtesy exchanges" also gave him a step.

……

In the Tengling Mine under the clouds, the situation has been decided for the showdown between the two forces.

"Patriarch!"

The death of Tie Danxin brought a huge psychological blow to the monks of the clan split from the Tie Clan, and their morale plummeted.

On the side of the Ye family's camp, the middle and lower class monks, the Tie clan accounted for one-third.

Without one True Dan monk, Ye Fanchen was completely contained, and the existing monks in the Ye family's camp could not break through the third-order array in the mine at all.

The monks of the Fujiling Mine, with the help of the large array, even launched a round of counterattack.

The third-order large array can not only defend, but also unleash a wide range of spell prohibitions under sufficient load.

"The tide is gone......

Elder Ye tidied up his clothes, his face was tired, as if he had aged for a few years in an instant.

Although there was no big defeat.

But for the Ye family's camp, not being able to capture the mine, or bringing huge damage, is a failure of strategy.

The death of the Iron Clan Patriarch is very crucial.

The split Iron Clan has lost its soul. In the future, the Ye family's camp will compete for the interests of the Tengling mine, and the righteousness is not sufficient.

Therefore, Lu Changan took the time to kill Tie Danxin just now, which was a very delicate step.

"Prepare to retreat!"

Elder Ye immediately made a decision and gave an order.

The two True Dan and several False Dan monks covered together, fought and retreated, allowing the cultivators to withdraw to the third-order spirit ship and prop up the formation shield on the spirit ship.

The cultivators in the Tengling Mine were in high spirits and cheered.

Xiuyu Zhenren got Lu Chang'an's transmission, and accepted it when he saw it, but left some wounded prisoners and didn't really chase them out.

……

Between the clouds.

After Ye Fanchen and Lu Changan clashed for a long time, there was a truce.

The clothes of both sides are somewhat torn and their complexions are not good.

Ye Fanchen was silent, escorting the third-order spirit ship to guard against the counterattack of the Yunxia Sect.

The third-order spirit ship turned around and flew out for a few miles.

Whoosh –

The Yunxia Sect's sphere of influence, the sound of breaking the air came, and two True Dan-level rays of light came in the direction of the Tengling Mine.

The Tengling Mine is on the edge of the Yunxia Sect's forces, and the support is faster.

This is also the reason why the Ye family had to retreat.

Lu Chang'an glanced at it, and the two monks who supported him were in the early and middle stages of the Yudan, and they were both old acquaintances.

The middle-aged woman in the middle of the Yudan period was Yumei Zhenren, who was once matched by the old sect master to Lu Chang'an.

Another handsome and extraordinary young man, Dan Li is pure, extremely condensed, better than his peers, it is Hu Ang, who formed a half-step Jindan a few years ago.

The monks of the Ye family's camp have all returned to the spirit ship and evacuated at full speed.

"Ye Daoyou, I agreed."

Lu Changan was not shocked and watched Ye Fanchen leave.

Ye Fanchen escaped into Jiugang Heaven and glanced at Lu Changan deeply.

In the middle of the Great Abyss, Ye Fanchen was quite surprised and a little surprised to encounter a rival Jiedan overhaul.

This kind of peer-to-peer duel is very rare for him.

"It's a pity, after this mission, I will go all out to plan Yuanying. In the future, I'm afraid I won't have a chance to fight this person. ”

Ye Fanchen was slightly regretful and shook his head.

Lu Changan breathed a sigh of relief and flew towards the Tengling mine.

With his vision, he could naturally see that Ye Fanchen still had the means to press the bottom of the box.

However, Lu Changan didn't want to fight with Ye Fanchen, even if he had an absolute chance of winning.

In today's battle, he can kill all the monks of the enemy, but he can't kill Ye Fanchen.

Once Ye Fanchen is killed, or his foundation is severely damaged, he will get into trouble.

The Heavenly Sword Pavilion is the master of the Southern Regions and one of the three strongest immortal cultivation forces in the Great Abyss.

The first cultivator of the Sword Pavilion is the Yuanying Great Cultivator who looks down on the Great Abyss!

Even if Lu Changan is promoted to the Yuan Infant Stage in the future, he needs to be afraid and awe-inspiring of a big man of this level.

……

"Elder Xiang is back!"

When the cultivators of the Tengling Mine saw Lu Changan descending from the clouds, they looked awe-struck, smiled eagerly, and took the initiative to greet him.

Hu Ang and Xiuyu Zhenren, as the disciples of Yuanying Zhenjun, did not dare to slack off at all.

"Haha! Xiang Zhenren's mana reached the sky, turning the tide, making the Ye family monk look like a lost dog. ”

"Elder Xiang has overwhelmed the heirs of the Sword Pavilion, and with such a record, he can be called the No. 1 Monk of the Daewoo Kingdom."

Hearing the sound of courtesy and sycophants in his ears, Lu Chang'an entered the mine with the moon in his eyes.

"Xiang just barely got to a tie with the heirs of the Sword Pavilion......"

Lu Changan smiled and didn't explain too much.

In the later stage of the overhaul, the strength of the ordinary Zhendan monks was already crushed, and the status was lofty.

And he can be regarded as standing at the pinnacle of the Yudan level.

Return to the Hidden Bamboo Pavilion.

Lu Changan met with Hu Ang and Yumei Zhenren, who were supporting.

"Elder Xiang, in this battle, we will kill one True Dan monk, two fake Dan monks, and the foundation building monks......"

After Xiuyu Zhenren sorted out the battlefield, he came over to report the situation, discussed with Lu Chang'an, distributed the spoils, and rewarded him for his meritorious deeds.

The enemy only killed one True Dan monk, and the spoils of war were not very attractive to Lu Chang'an's level.

He only took Tie Danxin's storage bag, and distributed the spoils of other fake Dan real people and Zhuji monks to the monks in the mine.

In addition to the trophies, the sect will award a large number of military merits, which will be beneficial to all cultivators.

As the supreme director of the mine, Lu Chang'an's words and deeds determined the distribution of resources for middle- and lower-class monks, and affected the fate of many people's cultivation.

……

"Elder Xiang, now our strength is firmly superior to the invaders of the Ye family's camp. If you take advantage of the victory to pursue, the enemy's stronghold fortress hundreds of miles away, some resources will not have time to be taken away, and you can take the opportunity to plunder and loot. ”

Hu Ang's eyes shone and he took the initiative to propose.

"That's right! My Yunxia Sect's sphere of influence, can I come and leave if I want? ”

"Even if you can't wipe out the invaders, you can't make them run too easily."

Hu Ang's proposal was approved by Xiuyu Zhenren and Yumei Zhenren.

"Ahem...... To tell the truth, Xiang Moufang just fought with Ye Fanchen, and his vitality was greatly lost, but he actually suffered a lot of internal injuries. ”

Lu Changan coughed twice, his breath was sluggish, and he showed a look of embarrassment.

"Since Elder Xiang is injured, this matter can only be stopped."

Hu Ang sighed lightly, showing a regretful expression.

The other two True Dan nuns also gave up this idea.

The evacuation team of the Ye family was escorted by Ye Fanchen who was overhauled by Jiedan, and without Lu Chang'an to cover them, they did not dare to pursue.

Regarding Lu Changan's internal injury, the three people present were not surprised.

"This son is really injured! If he could easily repel Ye Fanchen of the Heavenly Sword Pavilion, as a casual cultivator from a small place in the outer region, it would be too rebellious. ”

Hu Ang thought to himself.

His body fused with Yun Lan Zhenjun's Yuan Infant Remnant Soul, and the latter was the leading reconstruction. Even if he reached the late stage of the Jiedan, he didn't dare to say that he could win against Ye Fanchen.

He is now in the early stage of cultivation, although he has the relics of the true monarch and has all kinds of secret methods and methods of the primordial and old monsters, he is definitely not Xiang Dalong's opponent.

After all, Xiang Dalong and Ye Fanchen belong to the best in the Jiedan overhaul.

"If you endure it again, you don't need to be afraid of this person."

"At that time, I will have a showdown with Ziyan again, get the help of the sect's heritage, and return to the realm of Yuanying."

Hu Ang has a clear plan for the road to reconstruction.

Now there is no showdown with the Daoist, on the one hand, the strength is not enough, and he is worried that he will be strangled in the cradle by a potential enemy.

On the other hand, he was dormant at the mountain gate, and it was easier to discover the problems of the Yunxia Sect, including potential inner ghosts and ill-intentioned people.

His forbearance is a secret assistant to the Taoist.

……

Half a day later, at dawn.

The third-order spirit ship of the Ye family monk flew out of the Yunxia Sect's sphere of influence and had already entered the periphery of the "Ye family", one of the four great families of Daewoo.

At this time, the third-order spirit ship slowed down.

When the third-order spirit ship flew at full strength, its speed was faster than that of ordinary Jiedan monks, but it was quite consumed and loaded, and it couldn't last too long.

In the previous battle, the third-order spirit ship was inevitably damaged by some damage.

"Uncle Xiang, Fan Chen still has a task to do, so he won't go back to the Ye family. The remaining half of the remuneration, mortal dust is deserved, and I hope to tell the patriarch! ”

"Fanchen has done his best, and there is no need to feel guilty. This mission involves the whereabouts of that demon, so be careful. ”

Elder Ye Xiang smiled gently, exchanged a few words of greeting, and watched Ye Fanchen leave.

Ye Fanchen stepped on a golden sword and left abruptly, not long after entering the Jiugang Heaven.

Fly thousands of miles.

Ye Fanchen was inexplicably uneasy, and the two ancient swords he was carrying trembled slightly.

The ancient sword was psychic, and a trace of fear was conveyed between the trembling sounds.

"It's ......"

Ye Fanchen's heart was awe-inspiring, and he followed the direction of the trembling ancient sword and looked back at the direction of the Ye family's third-order spirit ship.

……

On the periphery of the Ye family's forces, above the mountains.

The third-order spirit ship shuttled between the clouds.

Suddenly, an empty and cold sound of finches resounded from the Jiugang sky above the clouds.

"What a sound!"

Elder Ye in the third-order spirit ship, the strange-faced man, and several fake Dan real people, their hearts throbbed.

The blood of the cultivators trembled, and the great terror from the depths of the soul spread to the body and mind with the faint chirping of the birds, as if there was a catastrophe in the underworld.

Elder Ye fidgeted, his divine sense scanned the top of the spirit ship, and his scalp couldn't help but tingle.

I saw that a distorted five-colored beam of light, emitting a forbidden aura of destruction, landed from above the nine heavens, penetrated through the clouds, and went straight to the third-order spirit ship.

At the end of the five-color beam, a vague outline of a five-color peacock was faintly visible, mysterious and ancient, luxurious and elegant......

"Five-colored peacock?? Fast! Run—"

Elder Ye was like suffocating, his whole body mana exploded, and he barely let out a roar.

However, when his voice rang out, the five-colored forbidden beam that destroyed everything had already hit the target.

Rumble! Click!

The thick material of the third-order spirit ship, the powerful formation spirit ship, everything was useless, and it was easily shattered by the five-color spiritual light.

The spirit ship, which was dozens of feet long, exploded a big hole in an instant, almost falling apart, the flames were raging, and the screams came and went.

"Ahh

In the blink of an eye, hundreds of monks were wiped out in the light of the shattered five-colored fire, or left behind charred and mutilated corpse parts.

Just the aftermath of the explosion can instantly melt the defenseless fake Dan real person.

Almost all of the remaining monks were wounded and terrified.

"Bang".

Elder Ye, who was scorched in black, spat out a mouthful of blood and came out of the cracked spirit ship cabin.

"Five-colored peacock! At least it's a heavenly bloodline, a legendary species with a thin bloodline of true spirits......"

The strange-faced man was far away from the five-colored aura, and was only slightly injured, looking at the silhouette of the five-colored peacock even above the clouds, he couldn't help but gasp and his heart was pounding.

The five-colored aura just now, the aura of spiritual pressure emitted, is almost not weaker than that of the human primordial infant true monarch.

Fortunately, it is a single supernatural power, not a large-scale spell, otherwise the lethality will be even more terrifying.

"Separate and escape!"

Elder Ye didn't reply, he didn't dare to look at the five-colored peacock above the clouds for a second time, and took out a quasi-fourth-order life-saving talisman.

Whoosh......

Its form split into several purple phantoms, moving in different directions ten miles away at a speed that surpassed the speed of the Jiedan's overhaul.

"This old horseman, how fast he runs!"

The strange-faced man quickly sacrificed a third-order flying boat and flew towards the hinterland of the Ye family's forces.

Although the Ye family has a Yuanying True Monarch who goes to the royal family to negotiate, there is also a True Monarch who sits in the clan land.

At the moment, this five-colored peacock can only be dealt with by the Yuanying Monk.

That's when it happened.

A five-colored feather blade flashed above the clouds, almost teleporting towards one of the purple phantoms that Elder Ye had split.

"Peacock senpai-"

Elder Ye's body was cold and desperate, and the speed of the five-colored feather blade was completely beyond the limit of his reaction and dodge.

Disheveled! Click!

The defensive magic weapon and body protection magic shield that Elder Ye reluctantly urged was as brittle as paper, and it broke and extinguished in an instant, and was swept by the five-colored feather light, and its body was cut in two from the head down.

"It's not good—"

The strange-faced man's flying boat had just started, and when he saw this scene, he couldn't help but tremble.

He was about to sacrifice his life-saving talisman puppet when his body stiffened suddenly, and his eyes bulged out.

Laugh at!

A smaller, five-colored feather blade swept past the back of the strange-faced man's head, killing him while leaving a relatively intact corpse.

"Peacock senior, spare your life!"

The collapsed and fallen third-order spirit ship, the flames burst and spread, and the surviving monks either fled frantically for their lives, or knelt on the ground and begged for mercy.

Whew!

A cloud of five-colored wind and clouds, lingering around the silhouette of a peacock with wings spread several feet, exuding a chaotic and ancient bloodline aura, accompanied by the shadow of death and slaughter, swept from the low altitude of the scene.

No living creature dares to look directly at its countenance.

The divine consciousness below the Yuan Infant level cannot probe the truth within the five-colored wind and glow.

After a few breaths.

Another noble and cold chirp pierced through the clouds.

The noble figure of the five-colored peacock disappeared into the Jiugang Sky above the clouds with a speed comparable to that of the Yuanying True Monarch.

The surviving monks at the scene were shocked and left a mark that they will never forget.

No one paid attention to the storage bag where the Ye family elder and the strange-faced man disappeared.

A few monks were amazed by the magnificence and beauty of the five-colored peacock.

Many years later, one of the surviving old men built the foundation and wrote a book "Peacock Chronicles" on his deathbed, telling the poignant story of the love of the peacock.

(End of chapter)