As soon as Yuan Feng's words fell, Qing Yuan immediately felt that outside the Great Dao Palace, there were more than a dozen Martial Saint realms of aura suddenly rising.

"Yuan Jushi, are you threatening Poor Dao?" Although Qing Yuan looked pure and indifferent on the surface, as if he had no temper, it was really because nothing could pierce his bottom line in the past, but now what Yuan Feng is doing really makes Qing Yuan a little annoyed.

The words in his mouth fell, the dust swayed, and when there was a yin and yang qi across the void, it seemed to turn into two black and white snakes, which were connected end to end towards Yuan Feng and suppressed the past.

Yuan Feng had already expected Qingyuan's move, and while sneering, he pulled out a blood-stained long knife and slashed it in the void.

But Qingyuan has been immersed in Taiji Avenue for many years, and with his current Taiqing Dao, he has already refined to the Taishi realm, even if Yuan Feng's knife can really cut the Qiankun, but it can't cut off yin and yang.

A knife did useless work, and finally the face that was full of confidence and expressionless all the time finally showed a look of surprise, but this was far from the result.

Seeing that the yin and yang fish were spinning endlessly, the surrounding Dao Yun turned into mist, and fell in Yuan Feng's eyes, and suddenly turned into all kinds of illusions in front of his eyes.

This is the way of Taisu, now Qingyuan's cultivation is not enough, if a Xuan Immortal or Jin Immortal who is good at the way of Taisu is here, I am afraid that he can urge this way and directly turn the most feared memories in the hearts of the enemy into substance.

But Rao is illusion, but it also made Yuan Feng's originally calm eyes show a strong look of fear, originally the rules were strictly forbidden, but it was definitely not the set of knives that practiced the divine law, and it suddenly became messy, and on his face, Qing Yuan even saw such as intoxication, incredible, and strong fear.

"What happened to this Yuan Jushi, why is it so wrong?" Knowing the power of his Taisu Dao, but at the same time understanding the current shortcomings of his Taisu Dao, Qing Yuan looked at Yuan Feng and felt strange in his heart for a while.

But strange and strange, he didn't fall any of the things he should do, he rolled up the dust in his hand, and his figure appeared next to Yuan Feng in a flash, just when the latter's eyes showed shock, Qing Yuan immediately fell with a palm, and hit the back of his head with great accuracy.

"Qingyuan...... Dao Chief?" Yuan Feng's eyes regained a moment of clarity, and then the whole person collapsed to the ground and fainted directly.

Seeing this, Qing Yuan's doubts in his heart at this time were even worse, but because he was worried about the safety of his own disciples in the Dao Palace, even though the two of them exchanged one or two moves, but between the lightning and the fire, Qing Yuan still did not dare to delay, and after sealing Yuan Feng's meridians, he walked out of the Great Dao Palace in a flash.

The warriors brought by Yuan Feng in the outside world were surging with blood-colored light one by one, and they were extremely crazy, as long as they saw the little Taoist, they would not hesitate to attack.

Fortunately, when they went up the mountain, Xuan Yi and the others noticed that something was wrong, and with vigilance in their eyes, they stayed by these people's side.

But Xuan Yi and the others became more and more shocked, only to feel that the kung fu of these people in front of them was not a demon or a way, as if it was not the way of the world, and these people were fierce and cruel, as long as they were a little careless, they were swept by these people's moves, and the place that was swept was shriveled down, as if the flesh and blood essence in it was also swept away by these people's moves.

In this case, Xuan Yi and the others could only do their best to drag these people as much as possible, although they found that these people's kung fu was weird, but they also found that these people didn't seem to have any sense, and they looked very dull between their shots, like puppets.

It was precisely because of this that Xuan Yi and the others resisted for a while, and what Gong Qingyuan saw when he rushed out of the Great Dao was such a scene.

So he immediately frowned, stretched out his hand on the center of his eyebrows, and immediately a golden light rushed out directly from the center of his eyebrows, and after the blink of an eye, this golden light turned into a hazy golden bridge shape.

The golden bridge seemed to have ten thousand jun, and it seemed to be light and fluttering without any strength, but when it was suppressed, those fierce and cruel warriors were immediately pressed on the spot, unable to move.

"Jinqiao! It's Uncle Shi!"

Seeing this, Xuan Yi and the others suddenly loosened their hearts, and immediately showed no mercy in their hands, each using their strongest magical powers, so for a while, the gossip rotated, the sky thundered down, and there were starlight shaking, sword light splitting the sky and other scenes.

Under the suppression of Taijitu, in an instant, these dozen or so puppet-like warriors were knocked to the ground, struggled and twisted a few times, and then lost their lives.

However, this is not the end, I saw that these warriors who had lost their life and fell to the ground were actually right under everyone's noses, and in a few blinks of an eye, they turned into a pool of blood.

"Uncle Shi! this ...... What kind of evil thing is this? Are they human or demon?"

Seeing this, the little mentors' eyes were full of surprise, let them be firm, but seeing a person who was originally good suddenly turned into a pool of blood without warning, this is impossible for anyone to be indifferent.

"Fusheng Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable!" silently said a way, Qing Yuan was also confused about the situation in front of him, he had never seen the conversion situation that happened now, but soon, the expression in Qing Yuan's eyes changed, and the whole person turned into a gust of breeze, and blew into the Great Dao Palace.

Sure enough, Yuan Feng was no longer there in the Great Dao Palace, but fortunately, there was no pool of blood left on the ground, just when Qingyuan and the others wondered where Yuan Feng had gone, they only heard a burst of gloomy laughter, which came from outside the Great Dao Palace.

"People from Qingyuan Town, you toast and don't eat and drink, do you think that everything will be fine if you kill all the blood shadows under my hands? Hahahaha! There are still many blood shadows under me!"

Hearing the movement, Qing Yuan and the others walked out of the Dao Palace, followed the sound and looked up, and saw that in mid-air, Yuan Feng was wrapped in thick blood, stretched out his hand, and suddenly more than a dozen scarlet figures writhed, as if trying to squeeze out of the void, slowly taking shape.

"What the hell is this? What is this Yuan Feng?" This kind of thing has far exceeded the imagination of the little Taoists, so it is inevitable that they will look up at everything that happened in mid-air with shocked faces, and they are even a little overwhelmed for a while.

"Xuan Yue, quickly take three generations of disciples into the Changming Lantern Pavilion to avoid danger, Xuan Yu, Xuan gradually gathered the pilgrims on the mountain in one place, and took them to the Sanqing Hall for temporary refuge, and the remaining disciples, gather their minds and meet the enemy with me to eliminate the demons!"