Chapter 103: The Battle of Feng Shui Masters

Immortal City! City Lord's Mansion!

There were three figures standing, Gu Yue, and two purple-robed attendants.

Zi Wen respectfully reported to the Holy Son of Guyue.

"It's Black Feather Zhenjun and them, and they're gone now, but Mo Yuxi and Yan Chuan have also chased after them!" Zi Wen said affirmatively.

"Praying mantis catching cicadas?" Gu Yue Saint Son turned the ring in his hand and sneered.

"Yes!" Ziwen nodded.

"Zi Wen, Zi Chuan!" Gu Yue Shengzi said lightly.

"Here!" the two purple-robed attendants replied at the same time.

"Since they have made praying mantises, you should be yellow sparrows!Yan Chuan, I'm too much to see!" Gu Yue Saint Son said coldly.

"Holy Son, don't worry, we will definitely leave Yan Chuan behind!" the two replied at the same time.

"Go ahead!" said Gu Yue Shengzi lightly.

"Yes!"

In the middle of the mountains and forests.

Yan Chuan and Mo Yuxi were five people, shuttling quickly.

"Meow, it's been a long time, where are they going?" Meow Meow sat on Yan Chuan's shoulder and said tightly.

"Over here?" Suzaku raised an eyebrow.

"How?"

"That's the ruins of the Immortal Holy Land, and the sun was shining in the sky not long ago, just ahead!" Mo Yuxi explained.

"The sun is shining in the sky, that is, the so-called treasure is here?" Yan Chuan frowned.

"Yes, it's a pity that the treasure is too hidden, and even the treasure has been dug into the ground and no treasure has been found, but the more this is the case, the heavier it proves to be!"

Said.

"Is there anyone waiting here?"

"No, this place is too full of yin qi to be suitable for long-term stay! Treasures or spirits, we guess, maybe every other year, at the same time, at the same hour, it may reappear!"

Yu Xi explained.

"Hmm!" Yan Chuan nodded.

"Meow, they've stopped!" meowth shouted.

The crowd also quietly landed in a valley.

In the distance, on top of a hill.

Black Feather Zhenjun and the others looked at the poisoner.

"Is it okay?" asked Kuroba Makoto.

"The formation, we arranged it last time, but the compass is not my own, I am a little worried that it will fail, this time, it will definitely be done!"

"We'll protect you from the Dharma!" Black Feather True Monarch nodded.

The poisoner grabbed the compass in his hand and showed it lightly.

"Purr!"

The hand in the center of the compass spun wildly. The probe pressed the compass into the ground.

"Boom!"

There was a trembling sound from all directions.

"Whew!"

As the earth trembled, a trace of black gas gushed out from the ground, and the black gas rushed to the sky, extremely gloomy.

"Is it death?" Yan Chuan's face sank.

"Bang!"

On the ground, a skeletal claw suddenly broke through the ground.

"Bang!", "Bang!", "Bang!", ........................

More and more, in the blink of an eye, countless skeletons crawled out of the ground, more and more, thousands, tens of thousands, and even more.

"Click, click, click!" Countless humanoid skeletons, let out a piercing and eerie roar, facing into the distance.

"Go!" the poisoner shouted.

"Bang bang bang!"

The skeletons ran fast, grabbed bone knives and bone guns, and rushed straight to a mountain mouth in the distance!

The army of skeletons passed, lifeless, and everywhere they passed, covering the sky and the moon, it was gloomy, as if it was isolated from the outside world.

In the distance, the mountain passes.

"Dead air, here it is again, you ghosts!" Feng Yin Yang glanced coldly into the distance.

Feng Yin and Yang probed his hand and waved.

"Boom!"

At the feet of Feng Yin and Yang, it was also lifeless, rolling death, covering the sky and the moon, rushing towards the opposite side of the death, and on the ground, a zombie suddenly crawled out.

Zombies are expressionless and crawling out more and more.

"Go!" Feng Yin Yang said coldly.

"Roar!"

The zombie army roared and rushed towards the skeleton army together.

"Boom!"

The two armies ran, and it didn't take long for them to come into contact in the center.

"Roar!" "Click!" ..................

Zombies and skeletons fight each other, and no one lets them fight each other. The sound of rushing and killing, piercing the void. It's noisy.

The two sides of the dead qi came into contact, and in the blink of an eye, the surroundings were shrouded, but in the black gas, there was some faint blue light, allowing people to see the tragedy of the internal battlefield.

"Only two people can fight a large-scale war scene?Feng Shui master is really weird!" Qinglong sighed.

"Let's go, let's go!" Yan Chuan said with a smile.

"Ah, don't you wait for them to fight and lose?" Mo Yuxi said in surprise.

"The feng shui master over there is an acquaintance of mine!" Yan Chuan smiled slightly.

"Oh!"

Everyone nodded, since they were acquaintances, the original plan was about to be changed.

"Huh!" the group sneaked cautiously in the direction of Feng Yin and Yang.

Because it is close to the ground, it must have passed the war zone.

"Roar!" several zombies pounced.

"Whew!"

With a wave of his hand, Qinglong blocked the zombies.

"Huh?" Feng Yinyang in the distance suddenly felt like he had a sense and looked over.

"Yan Chuan?" Feng Yin and Yang said unexpectedly.

As he spoke, he waved his hand in the direction of Yan Chuan, and the zombies there immediately stopped paying attention to Yan Chuan and his party, but instead stopped a large number of skeletons for Yan Chuan.

In the blink of an eye, Yan Chuan and his party came closer.

Mo Yuxi, Qinglong and the others looked at Feng Yin Yang vigilantly.

"Why are you here?" said Feng Yin and Yang unexpectedly.

"Maybe it's a coincidence, you're here for the treasures here?" Yan Chuan immediately asked.

"No!" Feng Yinyang shook his head directly.

"Oh, could it be that you're still here for ......?" Yan Chuan suddenly thought of something.

Feng Yinyang nodded and said, "Not bad! It's a pity to meet a few ghostly guys!"

"The ghost is not gone?" Yan Chuan smiled slightly.

"Huh?" Feng Yin Yang suddenly became extremely serious.

Yan Chuan looked.

I saw that on a hill in the distance, the poisoner suddenly took out a golden cloth scroll, about three zhang in diameter, on which were drawn round after round like the lines of a compass.

"Northern Sect Dayantu, is he a traitor to the Northern Sect?" Feng Yinyang said in surprise.

In the distance, the poisoner was already standing on top of the cloth scroll. Look at the area around you that is shrouded in billowing dead air. The skull claws hold a colorful feather.

"Is that Feng Yu?" Mo Yuxi said unexpectedly.

The poison master threw the phoenix feather into the golden cloth scroll, and was immediately sucked into it.

"Buzz!"

The cloth scroll suddenly burst out with dazzling golden light, and the golden light instantly shone on the earth in all directions. The poison master who was originally wearing a black robe suddenly changed gorgeously, and it turned into a blink of an eye

Make a set of golden robes, and there is an extra phoenix crown on your head. "In the phoenix's nest, I am the ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ of the phoenix master!"

The poisoner shouted.

"Moan~~~!"

"Groan~~~~~!"

"~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

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In the area shrouded in dead air, countless phoenix chirps suddenly erupted.

"Boom!"

The mound under the poison master's feet suddenly swelled up, growing higher and higher, as if rising out of a mountain, soaring into the sky.

And as the poison master ascended, a large number of phoenix phantoms flew around. One by one, the phoenixes sang loudly, surrounded the poison master, and made a soaring phoenix roar.

The entire west side has been covered with golden light, and there are more and more phoenix phantoms.

"The skeleton just now, just to cover up the dead air, to create a derivative realm?" Yan Chuan's face sank.

In the distance, the phoenix phantom gradually condensed, and a powerful aura suppressed it.

"Is this breath real? Is it a real phoenix?" said Qinglong with a pale face.

"It's fake, but it's no different from the real thing, this is the derivative realm, the unique ability of the feng shui master, using the power of yin and yang to simulate a holy realm!" Yan Chuan explained

Road.

"Derivative Realm, but that's just fake, according to what you said, it's just a simulation, how can it be so imposing?" Qinglong wondered.

"Do you remember the Feng Shui array last time? Huangquan Demon Rabbit, is it real or fake?" Yan Chuan asked.

"Huh?"

"The feng shui array is different from the ordinary formation, it seems to be virtual and real, and the derivative realm is born from the feng shui array, and it is a realm that is condensed by itself when a powerful feng shui master fights, but, but

The poison master only has the God Realm, he shouldn't have the ability to condense the Derivative Realm!" Yan Chuan frowned.

Feng Yin and Yang on the side looked at Yan Chuan unexpectedly.

"I didn't expect you to also ventilate the water deeply, yes, the feng shui master on the other side is not qualified to derive a realm, but he has the Great Yan Map of the Northern Sect, and he stole the Great Yan Map of the Northern Sect.

That's the treasure of the Northern Sect!" Feng Yin Yin said in a deep voice.

"Baifeng listens to the order!" came the cold drink of the poison master in the distance. "Groan!" hundreds of phoenixes roared in unison.

"Capture the people of the East!" shouted the Poison Master.

"Groan~~~~~~~~~~~!"

The phoenixes roared, turned their heads, and rushed towards Yan Chuan.

"I feel that many of these phoenixes are imaginary!" Qinglong said with an ugly face.

Feng Yin Yang looked at the hundred phoenixes in unison, and his hands were squeezed tightly.

"Bastard, it's a good thing to spoil me!alas!" Feng Yinyang sighed slightly.

"What?" Yan Chuan asked.

"It was originally intended for Gu Yue, but it's a pity that it ......!" Feng Yinyang sighed slightly.

Take a step forward.

"Buzz!"

A huge round wheel suddenly appeared under the feet of Feng Yinyang, and the round wheel rotated, and the surrounding earth roared.

"On the Dragon Island, I am ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ for the Dragon King!"

Feng Yin and Yang exploded, resounding throughout the derivative realm shrouded in death.

"Ang~~~!"

"Ang ~~~~~~!"

"Ang ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

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A dragon roared into the sky.

"Boom!"

The earth under the feet of Feng Yin and Yang is also roaring, and it is like rising.

"Clothes!" Yan Chuan shouted at Mo Yuxi.

"Here!" Mo Yuxi quickly handed over a jade box.

"Feng Yin Yin, this is the clothes that the seven people on the other side once wore, and they have not stained the popularity of anyone else!" Yan Chuan threw the jade box to Feng Yin Yang who was rising.

Feng Yin and Yang are also surrounded by golden light all over his body at this moment, and he is wearing a flat crown on his head, slowly rising.

Catching the jade box, Feng Yinyang nodded lightly.

Around the mountains that rose from the ground, dragon-shaped phantoms suddenly appeared.

There are dragons, dragons, dragons, and nearly a thousand dragons appear in the shadows, roaring to support Yin and Yang to the sky.

"Ang ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

"~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~!"

In the derivative world, the dragon and the phoenix are-for-tat.