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In the crimson palace, orchids are embellished, fairy branches are fragrant, and a girl in purple is very angry, looking indignant. (Please search, or enter directly to see the latest chapter) But despite this, it makes her look more fresh and refined, like a moving fairy in the heavenly realm.

"Xue'er, don't worry, Xiao Fan will be fine, hasn't he already left safely. ”

Another woman spoke, elegant and dusty, as if walking out of a picture scroll.

"Sister, those people are so hateful!" The girl in purple was still very angry, and then seemed to think of something, and said: "By the way, the treasure left by the Taoist Sect was actually obtained by the big pervert, that sister, haven't you been there for nothing all these years, hmph, that guy is really hateful." ”

"Don't be naughty......" The woman smiled helplessly, tapped the purple-clothed girl's forehead, and said: "This is also a fairy fate, you can't force it, at least now it's in his hands, it's not a bad thing." ”

"Where is the good thing, that big pervert, it's not good at all. ”

The girl in purple hummed.

"Oh, it's not good at all, so why is my Xue'er so worried?"

The woman teased.

"Sister, you are talking nonsense, I didn't worry about him!"

The purple-clothed girl said angrily.

......Suddenly, the door of the room was pushed open, and a middle-aged man with an extraordinary gas posture walked in, looked at the girl in purple, and said, "What's wrong with the little daughter, who provoked you, you were so angry, and the jade net bottle specially prepared for your sister by your father was dropped?"

"Stingy, isn't it just a jade bottle, look at you like that. ”

The girl in purple pouted.

"You...... You ......"

The middle-aged man is extremely powerful, surrounded by fairy light, and he is definitely a powerful superior. But at this moment, facing the girl in purple, it was like a dumb person eating coptis, and you couldn't say a word for a long time.

"Father, please calm your anger, this, my sister was angry because her sweetheart was wronged, so she accidentally knocked down the fairy bottle, and it was not intentional. ”

The elegant woman stepped forward and explained to the girl in purple.

"Don't be angry, I'm not angry, hey, fortunately, there is rain, otherwise my father would have to be angry with this little girl. The middle-aged man took a deep breath, but his face changed again, and he suddenly looked at his eldest daughter and exclaimed, "You said that your sweetheart?

"Sister, she's talking nonsense!"

The girl in purple argued, but no matter how she looked at it, her little face was a little red.

"Yes, yes, it's me talking nonsense, hey, Cher, don't blush. ”

The elegant woman chuckled.

"Who, whoever blushes, is what it is, who will like that big pervert!"

The girl in purple said indignantly.

What kind of person is the middle-aged man, who has experienced the vicissitudes of life, and at a glance he has an insight into his little daughter's mentality, and said with a surprised face: "There is actually a man in this world who makes my family Xue'er tempted, God, who is this young man, and he will suffer ...... in the future."

"What are you talking about!"

The girl in purple was furious.

"Ahem, no, for my father, I'm worried about that young man, uh, no, I'm glad for that young man, how can he be so virtuous, he can actually make my Ye Yinyan's baby daughter fall in love with it!" The middle-aged man said hehe, and then his face shook, and he said angrily: "How many times have I told you, I want to call my father!"

"Well, I know the stingy guy. ”

The girl in purple pouted.

"You!"

The middle-aged man was angry.

The sky of the purple mite appeared a little dull, and the sky was full of dark clouds, as if a powerful storm was coming. The cultivators didn't react and didn't care much, while the people of the mundane realm hurried back to their homes to avoid getting wet in the rain and causing illness.

Under this dim sky, a young man in white walked unhurriedly, as if there was no purpose and no end. I don't know how long it took, but the boy finally stopped, looked up at the front, expressionless.

This is a relatively wide mountain forest, and the aura in it seems to be relatively sufficient, at least much better than some ordinary places in mortal dust. There is an attic manor in the mountain forest, the main entrance is engraved with three big characters, the pen walks the dragon and snake, it has the style of everyone, it is the Taixuan Pavilion.

"Taixuan Pavilion, Su Xingzi ......"

The boy put his hands behind his back and whispered indifferently.

This man in white is naturally Jiang Xiaofan, although he has not really walked in the Ziwei Cultivation Realm, but through some small means, he still knows the location of Taixuanmen, and some things need to be broken in blood.

He was in front of the manor, and he could vaguely see cultivators going back and forth in the garden, none of them were very powerful, almost all of them were cultivators in the subtle realm, and there were even very few in the realm of Juechen, not to mention the powerhouses of the Illusory God realm, he didn't see any of them.

This is the difference between a small force and an immortal sect like Huangtianmen, and he estimates that among the younger generation of Taixuan Pavilion, only Su Xingzi has really entered the realm of phantom gods. However, even so, he also knew that the elders of this vein must have the cultivation of the Illusory God Realm, so he should not be careless.

He collected his breath with silver and bronze, walked around the periphery of Taixuan Pavilion, measured the general trend of the mountains and rivers with the holy art of Taoism, and planted a small flag from time to time, until three hours later, he reappeared in front of the main gate of Taixuan Pavilion, his eyes flashed with gold, and he slowly stepped in.

"What people, stop!"

A disciple guarding the door stepped forward and shouted coldly.

"The old man is visiting, let Su Xingzi come out to see me!"

Jiang Xiaofan said.

"Presumptuous, what kind of person are you, so bold, you dare to call the name of my young pavilion master, do you want to die?!"

Another disciple stepped forward and pointed his spear at him.

Jiang Xiaofan shook his head, knowing that there was nothing to say, with a wave of his sleeves, he rolled up a gust of wind, directly swept the two of them away, and smashed the gate of Taixuan Pavilion behind him. These two people only have the cultivation of the subtle four heavens, and if he is willing, a single look can make them go to hell.

"What kind of person, dare to break into my Taixuan Pavilion!"

There were still many disciples in the Taixuan Pavilion, and when they saw a man in white injuring his fellow disciple and destroying the lintel of the Taixuan Pavilion, they all rushed over, each showing their magic weapons and weapons, and the brilliance was chaotic.

Surrounded by nearly a hundred cultivators in the center, Jiang Xiaofan looked very calm, looked at the depths of Taixuan Pavilion with an expressionless face, and said indifferently, "Let Su Xingzi come out to see me." ”

Among these cultivators, the most powerful one was only the cultivation of the Eight Heavens of Juechen, and he didn't care about it at all. To put it mildly, if he was ruthless, he could kill them all in half an hour at most.

"Presumptuous, you are looking for death!"

"The young pavilion lord is in a heavenly posture, how can you call him by his name!"

"Take him down and let the young pavilion master personally ask for the guilt!"

The younger generation of Taixuan Pavilion obviously admired Su Xingzi very much.

However, this is also normal, as far as Jiang Xiaofan observed, in the entire Taixuan Pavilion, Su Xingzi is the only one among the younger generations who can reach the realm of illusion gods, such a big gap will naturally make these people awe-inspired.

"Boom ......"

Although none of these cultivators had entered the realm of the Illusory God, there were also more than ten or twenty cultivators in the Awakening Dust Realm, and at this moment, there were three Awakening Dust cultivators who shot at the same time, sweeping out the sword qi in the sky, and that kind of power was indeed a bit amazing.

"If you don't want to die, get away!"

Jiang Xiaofan's voice turned cold.

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

"Poof!"

He didn't make a move, he still just stood there, but just these seven words, the sword qi that filled the sky shattered on the spot, and even shook the three people who shot backwards, each spurting out a blood, and his face turned pale.

"You...... You ......"

"Who the hell are you?"

Several of them looked frightened, and their lips trembled a little.

One sentence shattered their powerful attack, and even more so that they were counterattacked by Yan zhòng, what kind of power is this, it is simply terrifying, terrifying to the extreme, it is definitely not something that the three or two of them can compete with.

"Let's go up and take him down!"

Some people shouted angrily.

There are nearly 100 people in this place, this is their self-confidence, so many people are working together, they believe that the man in front of them will not be able to stop him no matter what. Because there are still more than a dozen Awakening Dust cultivators among them, each of them has a secret method of supernatural power that is not weak.

"Buzz!"

The void was instantly overwhelmed by the surging turbulence of divine power.

Dozens of subtle cultivators, twenty Juechen powerhouses, so many people shot at the same time, that kind of power really can't be ignored, the divine light is endless, making the void tremble, completely covering Jiang Xiaofan in it.

"Hmph, trespass on my Taixuan Pavilion, and don't look at what kind of place this is!"

"Look for the dead thing!"

Many cultivators scolded.

However, when the smoke and dust cleared and the divine light disappeared, everyone's expressions changed wildly in an instant. In the very center, a white figure stood tall, without a single scar on his body, and even the corners of his clothes had been damaged.

"You ......"

"No way, this can't be!"

Some cultivators roared angrily, unwilling to believe the scene in front of them.

Jiang Xiaofan's expression was indifferent, there was a faint silver glow flickering outside his body, he used the Divine Rune to wipe out all the divine power covering him, and at this moment he ignored these people, strode forward, and walked towards the depths of Taixuan Pavilion. These cultivators are just shrimp soldiers and crab generals, and he doesn't want to create senseless killings.

"Stop him!"

Seeing that he wanted to go to the depths of the sect, the cultivators of the Seven Heavens of Juechen shouted, and nearly a hundred cultivators moved again, one by one, the fierce gods and evil spirits, and the violent divine power fluctuations outside the body suddenly jumped again.

"Don't be ashamed!"

Jiang Xiaofan drank coldly, the essence in his eyes was faint, and his strong spiritual power burst out of his eyes.

"Uhh

The Void Splitting Soul Dao operated, completely covering this space in an instant, and that formless and colorless powerful force directly submerged into the souls of everyone present, making this place wail in an instant, and screams came and went.

"Who is making noise in my Taixuan Pavilion!"

Suddenly, a slightly familiar voice sounded.

In the attic in front of him, a man in Tsing Yi stepped out, but in the next moment, when he saw the white-clothed young man standing in the field, his handsome face suddenly changed miserably, and he stepped back a few steps, and said in a panic: "It's you, you, why are you here!"