The elder's eyes opened suddenly, startling everyone and not daring to look directly, only Zhou Chengran's eyes narrowed, staring at his back, waiting for him to answer.

Yi Heng was behind Zhou Chengran, and immediately knew that this elder must be just an ordinary elder of the family, maybe an elder with a foreign surname, otherwise, how could Zhou Chengran dare to do this?

However, at this time, I also admired Zhou Chengran's courage, if he didn't return with merit and hold on a little, it was his nature, he was proud of his family, and he couldn't tolerate outsiders to provoke him at home.

"Are you willing to waste time here?" the old man did not move, and his words were slightly helpless.

"That's right, Zhou Daoyou, those people should be the disciples of the other seven halls, so naturally they can't refuse!" Qiu Xiyin answered, turned his face sideways, and gestured slightly to Yi Heng.

The old man stopped talking, his expression was slightly solemn, and he didn't care that Zhou Chengran was stunned, and suddenly raised his head and looked at the attic above.

The surrounding monks booed slightly, as if they wanted to rush up and drive the more than ten people out of the Zhou family, and their expressions became more and more excited.

Yi Heng received the information in Qiu Xiyin's eyes, and knew that she once again reminded herself not to act rashly and not to mess up the big plan.

He smiled bitterly in his heart, he had promised well before, and he was also prepared in his heart, and he would never make a move if he was provoked.

But now when I saw more than a dozen people on the other side, I suddenly knew that I couldn't bear it.

It's one thing to be arrogant, close your eyes, and when he's like a breeze.

The problem is that there are some whites, blacks, island warriors, Indian Ahsan, etc., who I don't like very much, how can I bear it?

When he was about to ask where these people came from, he saw the old man in Tsing Yi in front of him looking up solemnly, and he stopped talking and looked up in an instant.

"Haha, the Terran monks are still so weak, the top monks of the Yuan Infant Stage can't beat my Zhentang inferior races, Jiang Daoyou, why don't you let them see blood?"

Ethereal laughter came from the attic above, Yi Heng looked at it, and saw that more than a dozen people in the attic had made way one after another, and an old man in a silver robe walked out of the attic.

Before the person appeared, the words came into everyone's minds.

Like a deer, the words do not come to the mind through the ears, but directly in the mind.

The gray face is beardless, the eyebrows are gray, the lips are slightly pursed, and the look that shoots from a pair of gray eyes makes people feel frightened.

"Lei Daoyou, it's okay to see blood, but this is the territory of the Zhou family, Jiang has the responsibility to protect it, how about ordering it?"

The old man in Tsing Yi in front of Yi Heng was slightly tense, as if he was afraid that the other party would suddenly make a move.

At this time, there was a slight hint of weakness in his words, which made the onlookers of the Zhou family monks very surprised.

"Haha, I knew it would be like this, every time I came to Xunxing, why did I have to go all out? Alas! What a waste of Xunxing resources!"

The old man in the silver robe sighed and glanced around, with a very pity in his eyes.

"Lei Daoyou is not here once, but this time is by no means the same, in my opinion, don't waste time, now that the Shenlu has been captured by the Zhou family, it is better to ....... ”

"Wait, Lei has no problem, but it's the first time for the juniors to come here and see so many human monks, wouldn't it be a pity if they didn't communicate!"

"Yes, Elder Lei still understands our feelings, and I hope that all Terran Daoists will give me advice!" A young man beside the old man surnamed Lei spoke, his voice jerky and his tone was unknown.

Yi Heng frowned slightly, when the old man surnamed Lei spoke before, he didn't feel unpleasant, but at this time, he felt very uncomfortable listening to this.

The young man was also dressed in a silver robe, with a pale silver complexion, and no outstanding features on his facial features, except for his eyes, like a monk surnamed Lei, piercing straight into his soul.

"This is the Earthquake Star Soul Clan, specializing in the soul, although it is a Yuan Infant cultivation, but the soul has been able to transform into a shape. ”

A voice came from his mind, thinking that Qiu Xiyin saw that his face was ugly, and his eyebrows were slightly furrowed, for fear that he couldn't help but burst out, so he explained that it naturally meant to remind.

His heart sank again, and his soul transformed, just like a demon soul, able to transform his soul power into any form of attack, attacking from any direction.

In that space, fighting with demon souls, I don't know how much suffering I have endured, I can barely comprehend some soul attack methods, and I haven't had time to retreat and comprehend, but now this young Earthquake Star Soul Clan can do it?

"Lei Daoyou, the sooner this matter is, the better, aren't you in a hurry?" Seeing that the old man above had no intention of making a move, the monk surnamed Jiang also loosened his tense body.

"Also, if Senior Jiang is afraid, why don't you let me wait for the seven of you to fight casually?"

"How daring!"

"Boom!"

In front of the attic, the air exploded suddenly, as if two fast-flying objects had collided there.

The young monk in the silver robe and several people around him suddenly took two steps back, their faces turned slightly pale, and there was a trace of fear in their eyes, but they stared at the old man surnamed Jiang.

"Elders speak, do you have the right to interject? believe it or not, Jiang beat you to death here on the spot?"

The old man surnamed Jiang saw that his eyes were unconvinced, and stood up suddenly.

At this time, Yi Heng found that the old man surnamed Jiang was more than a foot tall, but he was as thin as a bamboo pole, and after standing up at this time, he blocked his gaze staring above.

Others didn't know, but Yi Heng knew what had just happened.

As soon as the young man's wild words came out, a wave of energy instantly came out from the forehead of the old man surnamed Jiang, shaking the surrounding space open and shooting towards the young man.

It's just that before this energy has been attacked, it was discovered by the old man surnamed Lei, and a wave of energy also shot out from his forehead, colliding in front of the attic in an instant.

The old man surnamed Jiang attacked with his soul, and the old man surnamed Lei also intercepted with his soul.

The young man in the silver robe naturally knew what was happening instantly, his eyes first showed fear, and then after finding the old man surnamed Lei beside him, he showed dissatisfaction.

"Haha, the junior kid doesn't understand the rules, if Jiang Daoyou has itchy hands, why don't you practice with you?"

"Okay, no problem, but I have to tell them not to rush up and kill you juniors who don't understand the rules on the spot, how about it?"

The face of the old man surnamed Lei instantly became extremely gloomy, this is an explanation not to rush up? This is clearly to remind everyone to rush up.

"What Jiang Daoyou means is that he doesn't dare to do anything with me, nor does he allow the younger generations to learn?"

"Lei Daoyou thinks too much, Jiang is just afraid that your junior kid who doesn't understand the rules will be killed. ”

"Hmph, the Terran monks are so weak, why can they occupy this place?"

"Well, you're going to have to ask them!"

......

Yi Heng was behind the old man surnamed Jiang, feeling his stronger and stronger aura, and couldn't help but secretly guess his cultivation.

Above the Yuan Infant is the transformation of the gods, above the transformation of the gods is the refining of the void, above the refining of the void is the Mahayana, this person is either refining the void is the Mahayana, and it is absolutely impossible to be above the Mahayana.

But even so, he felt that behind the old man surnamed Jiang, although he did not directly face the old man's breath, he did not dare to move in the slightest.

The two went up and down, arguing with each other, but they didn't do anything.

However, the surrounding monks all felt aggrieved, the old man surnamed Lei was domineering, and the old man surnamed Jiang did not flinch, but his words showed weakness everywhere.

It's just that between the two, the air gradually solidified, and there was a tendency to trigger.

The two million monks around didn't dare to take a breath, for fear of upsetting the balance, and some of the two took the opportunity to do it.

Once such a monk makes a move, how can he withstand the power of a blow within a radius of a hundred miles?

"The Earthquake Star Soul Clan, silver-clothed and silver-faced, has a high cultivation, and the darker the complexion. Qiu Xiyin's voice was transmitted to him again, although his naked eyes were blocked by the old man surnamed Jiang, his divine sense covered more than ten people, observing their every move.

At this time, he nodded slightly.

"On the Qianzi Star, it is the Heavenly Spirit Clan, and on the Kunzi Star is the Earth Spirit Clan, with a handsome appearance and unique nature, as if it is favored by heaven and earth, it is effortless to cultivate, and it has a strong perception of aura. ”

While listening to Qiu Xiyin's explanation, he observed the two people above the attic.

The golden and yellow robes, with a handsome appearance, although they did not speak, their demeanor was arrogant, and their every move could attract the surrounding aura to surge.

The power of the spells of these two people is definitely not comparable to that of the Terran monks, he said secretly in his heart.

The two are still talking nonsense, since the first time they met, they have counted each other down, and they can't imagine that such a cultivator, once they have a dispute, they are not weaker than ordinary people.

"On the Genzi Star, it is the demon clan, and it is the pitch-black man who is more than three feet tall. ”

Yi Heng's divine sense moved to the black-haired man.