"It's really shameless" Zhang Yixing was not frightened, holding the diamond bracelet in his hand and squinting his eyes.

"It's too late to catch the kid now," one of them pointed at Zhang and his entourage.

Zhang and his entourage did not speak, but made the person opposite feel despised instead.

"Don't talk nonsense with him, I'll kill him with one hand" The other Elder of the Fire Palace had a very bad temper, and he was going to kill Zhang and his party if he didn't agree.

"Look at my flame gun" The hot-tempered middle-aged man from the Fire Palace danced an iron gun, and the head of the gun was fiercely flamed.

"Ding, ding, ding, ding"

Zhang and his entourage sacrificed the diamond bracelet, the bracelet was big and small, constantly colliding with the iron spear, the fire was shining, and the battle was a draw, and the elders of the Fire Palace thought that it was a one-sided battle.

Another person from the Fire Gate also joined the battle, holding a flame flag, and jointly suppressed Zhang and his party.

Now it is Zhang and his entourage who are one against two, two strong people who are one realm higher than him, and they will strangle him together.

The sword qi was disillusioned step by step, domineering, and cyan and red sword qi flew all over the sky.

"This kid is not simple, fight quickly" The two elders of the Fire Palace didn't believe their eyes, this kid on the other side could actually have such a domineering secret technique, and he wanted to kill Zhang and his party with all his might.

The flame gun, the flame of the spear head was even more intense than before, and it was very hot, and the middle-aged man spewed out a mouthful of blood and rendered it on his weapon.

The other old man was the same, the Flame Flag, which was even more terrifying than before.

It took two hundred percent of their strength to "kill" the two elders of the Lihuo Palace who were bullying the small.

"Poof" Zhang Yixing vomited blood, after all, the opposite side was a big realm higher than him, Zhang Yixing did not fall down, and ran the healing secret technique Nirvana in the Mixed Yuan Gong, and the injury was recovered, this was the first high-pressure battle after he stepped into the immortal realm.

"This kid is not going to be fast, continue to suppress him" The middle-aged man gritted his teeth.

The sword qi was rampant, the flames were monstrous, everything in the vicinity was destroyed, the qi waves were wave after wave, the battle was already white-hot, no matter how hard the two elders of the Fire Palace attacked, Zhang and his party never fell.

"What the hell" The old man who took the flag injected more mana into the flame flag.

Zhang and his entourage fought while achieving nirvana, delaying time and fighting a protracted war.

The form has changed, and the balance of victory is slowly tilting in favor of Zhang and his party.

On the other side, the winner had already been divided, and the fat monk slapped the Buddha's handprint on the chest of the deputy sect leader of the Fire Palace.

"Ah" This deputy sect leader still didn't give up, and continued to run the purple flag to fight back, but the monk didn't give him a chance, and he took off his head directly with a move, and a deputy sect leader was killed.

"Hurry up" The two elders of the Fire Palace saw that things couldn't be good, and they were about to run away.

Zhang and his entourage took out the diamond bracelet and locked the old man, and with a finger, the blue-red sword qi penetrated his skull, and his soul was destroyed.

Another Elder of the Fire Palace took advantage of this opportunity to escape a mile away, and quickly escaped.

"Ahh

The screams startled many spectators around, this Elder of the Fire Palace died very unjustly, because he fled in a hurry, he didn't notice that there was a battle ahead, he was swept away by the aftermath of the battle and directly turned into a pool of blood, sprinkled from the sky.

The aftermath of the battle can directly kill the transcendent monk in seconds, and the battle between these two people is even more intense, and the battle between the two has been thousands of rounds, due to the fast speed, lightning and flint, all the places they pass have been bulldozed.

"It's these two people again," the fat monk held up an enchantment to wrap him and Zhang and his party inside, he was really afraid that the two of them in the sky would be affected by this.

The battle between Lu Jian and Zhang Xiaobao has been white-hot, and both sides have not backed down and fought fiercely, and there are screams from time to time, which is the monk of the lower realm who has been affected by the pond fish.

Zhang Yixing and the fat monk watched the battle on the top of the dry mountain, and the fat man pointed at Zhang and his party from time to time.

"Brother, battles at this level are rare, you have to observe carefully, with your talent, you may be able to peek into one or two methods" The fat monk is completely familiar, and he is going to be called a brother and sister with Zhang and his party.

"By the way, thank you for the fat brother's help, otherwise I won't be able to eat today and go around" Speaking of being a man, Zhang and his party are also veterans, don't look at his young age, in fact, the little people for so many years have not been in vain.

"If you hadn't forced my head, I wouldn't have been so troublesome, and I was injured" Zhang Yixing slandered, and in the end, he was still very grateful to this fat man for standing up for him.

"It's not easy this time, you look like young people, and the old guys must be hiding behind to watch the excitement," the monk analyzed.

"Look over there"

Two more figures rose into the air, fighting into a ball, one holding the Fang Tian Painting Halberd, like the God of War descending into the world, every blow caused a hurricane, and the other was a humanoid monster with long hair all over his body, wearing a beast robe, and the iron rod in his hand danced impenetrable and unstoppable.

"Zhang Erlang of the Zhang family," someone in the mountains below exclaimed.

"Nanling's Tongjiu Ape is also here, this time it's really the younger generation competing for power" The monk's face was not very good-looking.

Boom, boom, boom, bump, bang

The four figures in the sky are fighting each other, swords and swords, and the air waves are monstrous. The mountains below were mixed with people and snakes, and there was a lot of discussion.

"This monkey is Zhang Kongkong's righteous son," someone revealed.

"Since ancient times, there have been many big demons in Nanling, but fortunately, there is only one monkey, if the demon clan also participates, it will be even more chaotic," the fat monk touched his chin and said.

"This is a splendid era, and there are many young masters, and whoever will be the master of the land of Dongyuan in the future may be born among them" The theme of this time is the younger generation.

Purple air comes from the east

This is a group of Taoist priests with a total of more than 300 in total, all of them wearing Taoist robes and stepping on purple auspicious clouds.

"The people of the Ziwei Sect are here" Many people shouted, this is the only great sect of the primeval family, the Dao foundation is very deep, from the primeval period to the present, except for the lack of extreme weapons, nothing else will be worse than the primeval family.

"That's the Holy Son of the Ziwei Sect"

The Holy Son of the Ziwei Sect was dressed in a Taoist robe, of medium height, with an ordinary appearance, and a little red on his eyebrows, this was a character close to the Dao, and his body was full of Dao aura.

"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable"

He stood in front of the disciples of Ziwei, and his mouth swelled, and the aura of the Great Dao exuded made the soldiers and horses of the major forces below calm down a lot.

"This little Taoist priest is not simple, Xiao Zhang, I believe that your future achievements will surpass him" The monk analyzed to Zhang and his entourage, and also put a high hat on Zhang and his entourage.

Zhang Yixing looked at this big-headed monk, he always felt as if he had seen through it, and he was uncomfortable, fortunately, this monk had no killing intent towards him, since he had thoroughly understood the soul cultivation chapter and the Peiyuan chapter with the enhancement of soul power, Zhang Yixing's sixth sense became stronger and stronger, he is now in the middle stage of soul gathering, and his soul power is already comparable to that of a monk in the transcendent realm.

The sound of the Tao is faint and calming, but it does not have much effect on the battle in the air.

The land pressure is full of energy, the emperor's dragon energy, the domineering Jedi, Zhang Xiaobao is bare-handed, the power of the fist is monstrous, the two of them are getting braver and braver, it has been more than 3,000 rounds, and there is no winner or loser.

The big iron rod of the braced god ape, the clouds in the sky scattered into nothingness, Zhang Erlang's Fang Tian painted halberd, supporting the sky and the earth, and the battle spirit was around.

The four of them kept shifting their shapes, fighting from mountain to mountain, from heaven to earth, fiercely confronting.

At this time, a flute sound floated in, as if it was a mountain spring flowing purely, and the fairy sound was faint.

"The people of the Ethereal Palace are also here," shouted many male monks.

A palace of hundreds of zhang floated in the air, the ethereal palace is very domineering, it is a palace used to walk, there are many people standing on the palace, all of them are dressed in white, full of fairy spirit, one of them is a man and a woman are very amazing.

"Zheng, Zheng, trembling" is a pipa sound, like a pearl and jade falling on the plate, the sound is crisp, containing a fairy rhyme in it.

"The Holy Son and the Holy Maiden of the Ethereal Palace" Many female monks below exclaimed, and when they saw the Holy Son of the Ethereal Palace playing the flute, these female monks were all peach-faced and couldn't extricate themselves.

The Holy Son of the Ethereal Palace was dressed in white, with a slender figure, exquisite facial features, and jade-faced starry eyes, he put down the flute he was playing and smiled slightly, as if the world had become clear.

After the pipa is played, the aftermath surrounds this world, and the white gauze wraps this tall and flawless body, but his face is hazy, and he can't see clearly by some kind of secret art, but this can't stop him from coming out of the dust, still holding the pipa and half-covering his face, like a fairy falling into the red dust.

The fat monk and Zhang Yixing also watched below, especially the monk always stared at the holy woman in the Ethereal Palace from head to toe, Zhang Yixing squinted at the monk and was speechless, this monk Wugen was not clean at all.

"Look at the kid, the first beauty in Dongyuan, look at this figure" The fat monk looks so obscene.

"Look at you like that, you are still a monk, and color is empty, master" Zhang Yixing couldn't help but tease him.

"You kid won't understand, that's what you say, the beauty of the Buddha has been in the Buddha, and the world-honored one is also crazy," the monk squeezed his eyebrows, with a look of boy, you are still tender.

Zhang and his entourage are more than sixteen years old, and of course they know a lot about men and women.

Even if the first beauty of Dongyuan arrives, the battle in the sky continues, but the battle between the four seems to be more intense, and the big moves are frequent, which is earth-shattering.