Li Xuanfeng saw his appearance, frowned slightly, and looked at Si Yuanli's extremely fast flying speed, without the slightest vigilance, and thought in his heart:

"This person has something to rely on, and he is so confident that he still has real people to protect him all the year round, so he is naïve and careless, and he is not vigilant."

The people of the Si family are low-key and introverted in the sect, Li Xuanfeng has not seen much, and he has not had any contact with Si Yuanli before, and he has never heard his name, but he is afraid that he is a reckless person and will harm himself in the end.

He followed closely, the golden bow in his hand, the tiger's eyes scanned, the pupil technique worked, swept over a lake scenery, the two of them only flew for a dozen breaths, and soon saw the water green palace that was about to be about enough, and a golden light was hazy and docked above.

"Interpretation!"

Shi Xiu's golden light was not difficult to identify, Si Yuanli saw it clearly at a glance, a look of disgust rose on his face, he looked at Li Xuanfeng, and said in a low voice:

"Brother Xuanfeng, don't let him take the lead!"

Li Xuanfeng was naturally not afraid of offending Shi Xiu, the golden string buzzed, a golden arrow jumped out of his waist, and he simply condensed the qi neatly, the string buzzed, and only then did he let go of his fingers, and the golden light in the distance flew out like a rain of flowers.

"Your mother... What wickedness! How dare you harm the old man! ”

This golden light snorted coldly, jumped up from the air, Li Xuanfeng and the two came in an instant, his eyes were cast, and he coldly bumped into the old monk in the golden light, and the golden bow in his hand was raised, pointing at this person.

"Boss... I..."

The monk's eyes were gloomy, and burning anger shot out of his eyes, just as he collided with his cold gaze, his tone softened, and his fierce gaze turned into horror in the blink of an eye, and he said in horror:

"Li Xuanfeng!"

"I... Little monk... I don't want to grudge with Taoist friends, this fate belongs to Taoist friends! ”

He escaped into the golden light and fled with a puff of smoke, leaving behind a series of flower rains, obviously too late to hide his injuries.

The brilliance on Li Xuanfeng's strings slowly dissipated, I don't know how much fight there is here, and no longer waste mana on this fang, Si Yuanli glanced sideways, paused for a moment, and then said:

"Fellow Daoist... Brother Xuanfeng... Please..."

The two went down together, stopped in front of the hall, Si Yuanli only waved his sleeves to push open the door of the hall, and a large table was placed in the middle of the hall, with several jade chairs, luxurious and generous, surrounded by an incense burner, antique, clean.

"Xuan..."

Si Yuanli only spoke, and when he saw Li Xuanfeng, he said softly:

"Daoist friends hurry up, collect things, and quickly go to the center."

"Okay."

Si Yuanli paused, and walked quickly along the corridor on the water, Li Xuanfeng watched his spiritual sense quickly sweep through the entire hall, and one by one the magic weapons flew into the storage bag, and a piece of colored light flowed out of the air, and the pieces did not fall, and they stuffed it into the storage bag with a sullen head.

Li Xuanfeng suddenly had some understanding of this person's temperament, raised his hand, and looked at the screen in the center of the hall, and there was a man in armor painted on it, holding a strange beast in one hand, turning his head to look at it, quite heroic.

The screen is indeed an ordinary screen, there is nothing strange about it, except that the person painted on it is very powerful, and there is a line of small characters on the side, and the handwriting is tactful:

"[Emperor Liang founded the country], give it to Brother Jiang."

Finally, the payment was also mentioned:

"Chen Xuanli."

Li Xuanfeng looked at it with interest, picked it up casually, Si Yuanli happened to finish collecting the treasures in the hall, hurriedly walked to him, looked at the things in his hand, and asked:

"Fellow Daoist, this is..."

"It's kind of interesting to look at this."

Li Xuanfeng turned his hand and took it, the two of them didn't stop, they flew up together, and rushed to the center at great speed, the lake under their feet quickly swept by, and after about a dozen breaths, another palace appeared in front of them.

This palace was smaller than the previous one, but Si Yuanli was full of interest, and took the lead to ride the wind down, Li Xuanfeng had no choice but to fall with him, and his spiritual sense hurriedly swept the hall, and it was really empty.

Si Yuanli had a look of regret on his face, Li Xuanfeng looked at him, and said softly:

"Daoist friends don't have to be like this, these palaces are like this, most of them must have stopped a long time ago, it is really not appropriate to delay any longer, you should immediately go to the cliff in the center, if you delay any longer, I am afraid that you will not be able to share anything."

Si Yuanli rode up with him, showing a little embarrassment, as if he was worried, and after a few breaths, he nodded and sighed:

"That's what Daoyou said! Let's move forward quickly! ”

Although Li Xuanfeng kept looking forward, he secretly paid attention to his expression, and thoughtfully, the two of them instantly pulled out two long tail flames in the air, and flew straight towards the cliff.

About half a time later, the mountain cliff appeared in front of him, Li Xuanfeng had vaguely seen someone falling, and nodded secretly in his heart:

"Although the [Daning Palace] is vast, it can't be compared with the cave sky, all the monks are not ordinary people, everywhere they go is like locusts crossing the border, and it is less than a stick of incense time to enter the cave sky, leaving only a few palaces on this mountain to be scavenged."

Everyone will definitely fight on the mountain, this is the highlight of this cave, it is no longer like the original exploration of the cave, and there is no one for several days.

And it seems that he understands along the way, maybe it is the change of heaven and earth, the Purple Mansion or some other problem, none of the formations of [Daning Palace] have taken effect, they have all become decorations, and the cultivators come and go freely, just like wandering in their own back garden.

This mountain cliff is the center of the [Daning Palace], and it is also the most critical place of the entire Immortal Palace, but when he raised his eyes, the brilliance on the entire mountain cliff was still very little, and he could count it on one hand, and it was still bleak, and it could be ended with a few arrows.

"It's so comfortable... There is no comparison with the [Mirage Heaven] of Qingsong Guan... The descendants of all families have means, and everything has been paved by the Purple Mansion, and the real thing lies in the struggle between each other..."

He only took out the bow and took Si Yuanli to fall together, his spiritual sense swept across the air, the mountain was full of cyan halls, and he found a nearby palace to settle down, Si Yuanli hurriedly followed behind him, and finally had a little vigilance.

Li Xuanfeng fell into the hall at this time, and suddenly his face was cold, and a rich spiritual machine rushed to his face, and the eyes in the middle of the hall were pure and spewing out of the aura, so rich that it turned into [Xiaoqing aura], and rushed to the outside of the hall, dripping out of a piece of white.

In the main hall, there are four big tripods around the array eye, all of them are spraying white gas outward, the treasures are numerous, the jade seat is luxurious, the top of the main hall is placed a huge but finely carved immortal seat, and six cyan square tripods are placed on both sides, and various spiritual objects are stacked.

In front of the steps, two square tripods have been overturned, and they are upside down, and a field of flowers is rolling down with a clanging clang, and the dazzling and almost intoxicating colored light shines over, making people unable to open their eyes.

There were already a few monks standing in the main hall, confronting each other, but Li Xuanfeng's gaze was not on them, but quickly crossed over these monks and landed on the back screen behind the immortal seat.

There is a faint blue light on the back screen, and the whole body is made of dark and dull dark green, and the edges are painted with intricate runes, a total of eight painted screens, blocking the spiritual sense, and the back side cannot be seen.

This back screen seems to have a unique charm, catching his gaze at once, it is difficult to move away, the eight sides are connected to each other, and the whole presents the appearance of a large hall, which makes people dizzy and dizzy, Li Xuanfeng has not had time to take a closer look, and the familiarity brought to him by this hall makes him unable to take his eyes off.

"This is..."

This strong feeling of familiarity made a throbbing in his heart, obviously he had never seen it, but this quaint shape had a sense of familiarity, his gaze had been followed by the painting screen to the last one, showing the scenery outside the hall, the painting was outside the hall, and a man was listening attentively.

Until this moment, Li Xuanfeng's mind was shocked, and he finally remembered where this familiarity came from, the scenery outside the hall that he had clearly seen, painted as a black-green [Chongyuan Wind], a pine forest that seemed to be swaying slightly in the wind......

"Chongming Palace! On this screen is the six sons of Chongming! ”

He quickly withdrew his gaze and swept back towards the hall as if nothing had happened, and several monks in the hall looked at him one after another, either demonic, or spreading true fire, or radiating light, and their eyes fell on him.

Li Xuanfeng's gray eyes narrowed slightly, and swept over mercilessly, completely ignoring the warning in the eyes of several people, he stepped forward majestically, stepping into the hall with one foot, holding a bow in one hand and carrying the other behind him.

Si Yuanli followed closely behind him, his expression was a little nervous, the long sword in his hand was full of brilliance, almost standing against his armor, and his eyes looked directly at the four big tripods in the center.

"It turned out to be Xuanfeng Daoyou..."

The atmosphere in the hall was stalemate for a while, and finally someone spoke, this person was wearing a dark red robe and holding a horse lance in his hand, which was the high Fangjing of the True Fire Dao System.

Many demon cultivators and Shi Xiu were already puzzled when they saw him dressed up, because his words became jealous, and the eyes that had originally cast them also moved away one by one, looking at each other casually.

Li Xuanfeng beat Murong Wushen in a quarter of an hour, shattered the body of the foolish man, tore the monster with his hands, and rained down the blood, which already shocked the northern demon cultivators.

Later, Tang Sedu, who was even more forcibly released, pushed his reputation to the peak, several demon cultivators had never seen him in person, but they had also heard his name, and they knew that he was not easy to mess with, and they didn't want to fight him.

Gao Fangjing looked around, the real fire on his body was burning burning, and finally spoke:

"You don't have to drag it out like this, there will only be more and more monks coming, if you drag it back any longer, how many things can you grab even if you are strong? How many injuries do you have to pay? ”

His voice fell, and the horse lance in his hand was raised high, and he said with a smile:

"Now that Xuanfeng Daoyou is here, there are exactly eight people here, so it's better to duel in pairs, and each take a tripod!"

This was said clearly, and he didn't treat Si Yuanli as a human being, and he was silently suffocated when he heard it, Li Xuanfeng only stretched out his hand to protect it, and said softly:

"You can protect yourself."

Before his words fell, the hall exploded with brilliance, Li Xuanfeng took a step forward, grabbed the nearest Dading with one hand, raised his eyebrows slightly, and found that no one was willing to compete with him.

Instead, the two nearby demon cultivators glanced at each other, and suddenly burst out, one emitting billowing purple gas, and the other demon smoke rose, surrounding Gao Fangjing, who was covered in a real fire, and let out a violent roar.

'There are still acquaintances...'

Li Xuanfeng could see clearly, one hand had already lifted the big tripod, this big tripod showed a heavy cyan, warm in the hand, the head was full of bird and beast patterns, dragons flying and phoenixes dancing, very gorgeous.

And one of the demon cultivators who besieged Gao Fangjing's two cultivators was 'Zi Qi', it was Murong Gong, who had fought with him a few days ago, and his body was hiding in the purple clouds, freeing up a piece of magic light.

"Hahahaha..."

Gao Fangjing laughed angrily, the horse lance in his hand burned like a hot spiritual flame, releasing a dazzling golden-red brilliance, and a low cheer came out of his mouth:

"Old Dog Murong has always been despicable and shameless! Just know you have this one! ”

The seven leaders of the foundation building fought in the hall, and a huge roar erupted, golden and white light, immortal qi and demonic energy, intertwined and gushing out, but this hall was as stable as a mountain, and it did not move.

"Boom!"

With the shot of several people, a huge roar was heard in the distance almost at the same time, and the entire Daning Palace had a chain reaction, which was as calm as water a moment ago, and the various places where the silent confrontation was silently confronted broke out at the same time, and the spirit was reversed and distorted, and there was chaos.

Li Xuanfeng checked the big ding, not only did it cover it tightly and it was difficult to shake, but even his spiritual sense couldn't detect it, silently putting the brilliance of the mystery, and there seemed to be another world inside, which couldn't be put into the storage bag.

He was not interested in this big ding, after all, no matter how good things were in it, nine times out of ten they would not fall into his own hands, but Si Yuanli's eyes were almost attached to this big ding, Li Xuanfeng lightly handed the ding into his hands, and said in a low voice:

"Follow me!"

Si Yuanli nodded hurriedly, the satisfaction on his face was about to fly out of his face, where was the meaning of unwillingness? muttered in his mouth:

"Daoyou Gaoyi! I will definitely say a few good words for my fellow Daoists in front of the ancestor, and there will be a good reward when I get out of the cave......"

Li Xuanfeng didn't have a match, but his spiritual sense silently locked the painting screen behind the immortal seat, and didn't pay attention to him.

This treasure may have been stimulated by a lot of magic light, and the dark green painting screen was more vivid at the moment, some close to the vicissitudes of patina, and it was standing steadily behind the main hall, and it did not shake because of the residual power of the mana that was stirred.

Li Xuanfeng no longer hesitated, his eyes did not stop at all on the mountains of treasures piled up on the ground, and his figure quickly flew towards the immortal throne and grabbed the painting screen.

"Huh?"

Li Xuanfeng squinted slightly, and the white-gold lines on his chin suddenly lit up, flowing down his chest, turning into a concise and beautiful [Heavenly Gold Sword], and his two eyes also flashed with brilliance, looking at it intently.

"Donor..."

A person suddenly appeared in front of him, quietly blocking in front of him, this strong man had slender eyebrows, the top of his head was smooth and clean, and he was wearing a golden robe, his eyes looked over, and he said softly:

"The little monk has long heard the name of the donor, and he yearns for it, but he is just destined to make people, and he has repeatedly not seen each other... Now it's finally time for the donor..."

Li Xuanfeng frowned coldly, one hand had already grabbed the golden bow, and he didn't say a word to him, the golden light flowed, and the five golden arrows jumped on the golden strings at the same time, and the piercing buzzing sound resounded throughout the hall, making all the monks on the field silent.

"Boom!"

These days in the pit filling festival outside,Write until more than three o'clock last night.,Update some places here are really rough.,There are many typos in some places.,It's finished today.,Hurry back and review it.。

The plot of Daning Palace will end soon, and it will never drag on ten or twenty chapters, so don't worry! If you have any suggestions, you can also feel free to leave a message below as the author says, and I will try to listen to ^