In the Zixiao Hall, everyone raised their heads in horror.

Sima Yuan's gaze was calm, and his gaze was far away.

Immediately, he raised his head and stepped out, and the figure disappeared without a trace.

A word sounded in the hall, "Elder Zhuge entertains all fellow Daoists."

Zhuge Yan bowed and said yes.

After Huo Shaoyang and Wu Hao glanced at each other, they stepped forward in unison, and disappeared into the Zixiao Hall.

On the top of the peak, several town guards were facing each other, and the swords were rattling.

On the left, the Qilin and the White Tiger are cold, and on the right, the mandrill and Tianfeng are expressionless, and the momentum is not down.

Sima Yuan glanced at Tianfeng's guard, and what he said was exactly what this person said.

He frowned and said, "What do you mean by that?"

At this moment, a golden eagle roared, turned into a fist, and landed on Sima Yuan's shoulder.

At the same time, a dragon head behind him jumped out proudly, his eyes cold.

A little, Tianfeng looked coldly, "You want to start a sect war again?"

Two sounds of breaking the air came from behind him, Huo Shaoyang and Wu Hao glanced at each other, their eyes flashing slightly.

Sima Yuan was silent for a moment, "The Evil God Palace is lying on the side, and I can't sleep well. ”

Tianfeng said in a deep voice, "Uncle Ji's original intention of calling on the two sects to establish the Hongmeng was for the stability of the Qinghong factions, not for the endless war, if the Evil God Palace does not come to invade my Qinghong, why bother with it?"

Huo Shaoyang raised his eyes and looked at Sima Yuan, and said to Tianfeng Town, "Tianfeng Daoist is wrong."

Tianfeng turned his head and said, "Sect Master Huo, this is my Zixiao's business, and I hope that the two of you will avoid one or two for the time being." ”

Wu Hao took a step forward and said lightly, "Tianfeng Daoyou is indeed biased, what Master Sima said not only involves you Zixiao, but also my Martial Saint Sect and the Imperial Sword Sect. ”

Tianfeng's gloomy gaze swept away, "Since Daoist friends know that this matter is related to the two sects, they shouldn't go on another expedition?

Huo Shaoyang's eyes were cold, "The truth that long pain is better than short pain is not Tianfeng Daoyou don't understand?"

He glanced at Sima Yuan, Qilin and Baihu, and waited for Sima Yuan to make a decision.

Sima Yuan's eyes narrowed, and he said slowly, "Sima still doesn't know why Tianfeng Daoyou has repeatedly targeted me?"

Tianfeng Zhenren's phoenix eyes shrank slightly, "The concubine body is not aimed at the master, but the concubine body does not allow the head to lead the sect to the abyss." ”

Sima Yuan lowered his eyes, "Could it be that in the eyes of Tianfeng Zhenren, with Sima Zhenren's ability, he will only lead the sect to the abyss?"

Tianfeng Huo Ran's breath was great, and he said sharply, "Sima Yuan, the sect has given you the position of head of the sect so that you can take the life of protecting Zixiao's tens of thousands of disciples, not to take this big risk for your own selfish interests. ”

As soon as the words fell, Sima Yuan suddenly raised his head, "Tianfeng Zhenshou is really entangled because of the conquest of the Evil God Palace?"

Tianfeng's eyes flashed, and he snorted coldly, "Could it be that the concubine has other intentions?"

At this time, he saw that Sima Yuan suddenly began to step forward, and Tianfeng Zhenshou Feng Yu suddenly opened.

However, Sima Yuan did not rush to Tianfeng to guard it, but

Mandrills facing each other on the side.

Sima Yuan's figure quickly approached, and in the middle of his breath, he reached in front of the mandrill, and was about to smash.

The mandrill suddenly grinned, and a laugh suddenly came out of his mouth, "Good boy, this has been discovered. ”

In an instant, the shadow of the Qilin Town Guard dispersed, the White Tiger Town Guard's face turned pale with panic, and the eyes of the rest of the Heavenly Phoenix Town Guards instantly turned black.

The golden eagle on his side suddenly pecked at Sima Yuan's acupoint, and the situation changed almost instantly.

The green mist on Sima Yuan's body dispersed, the green dragon's hideous dragon head roared, the dragon's eyes widened, and Bai Sensen's fangs were embedded in the white neck of the golden eagle without hesitation, and a miserable scream immediately sounded.

It's like you've been prepared!

Huo Shaoyang and Wu Hao on Sima Yuan's side changed color in unison, and roared in a low voice, "Old Monster Wang, it turned out to be you!"

The person he said was the old monster of the Spirit Beast Pavilion who was killed by Uncle Ji, the head of Zixiao, and several major guards at the beginning!

Wang Fu.

When Sima Yuan collided with him, the mandrill's momentum changed greatly, the black hair on his body rattled, and his eyes flickered.

One is dim, the other is blazing and strong.

At the same time, he slammed his hand into his head, as if he was in pain.

Sima Yuan's pupils shrank, and without thinking about it, he threw out a dry banner like ink, and grabbed it violently towards the mandrill.

Said sharply, "Shoot!"

Suddenly, a terrible scream of a lonely soul and wild ghost burst out, and everyone couldn't help but snort.

The figures staggered and staggered in unison.

Sima Yuan's seven-trick soul blood flowed out, and his gaze became crazy and terrifying.

The mandrill smiled gloomily, and the humanoid figure immediately swelled, and in the midst of everyone's exclamations, the size of ten zhang between breaths reached ten.

Without waiting for Sima Yuan to react, the mandrill stepped out, walked in front of Sima Yuan, and grabbed him by the neck.

In an instant, a huge attraction enveloped Sima Yuan.

Sima Yuan's eyes woke up, he snorted coldly, and there seemed to be an invisible aura on his body.

Within a radius of nearly a hundred zhang was the place where the blue and red light was controlled.

A hint of surprise crossed Shanxiao's eyes, "Sword Domain?"

immediately sneered, "The milky child has not dried up, dare to stop me?"

As soon as the words fell, like an edict, Sima Yuan's face suddenly changed, but he heard a clattering cross talk all around.

The sound was like broken glass, and it was the sound of a green bowl falling to the ground, and the people around were shocked.

Then, in the eyes of the others, Sima Yuan's figure seemed to take the initiative to throw himself into the mandrill.

It's like throwing yourself into a net.

And in Sima Yuan's eyes at this moment, he suddenly felt that the mountains had collapsed, and the Quartet Sword Domain instantly lost control and collapsed in an instant.

He is a big master at the peak of the late Yuan Infant period!

At least it's also the late Yuan Infant!

"Presumptuous!

"Sima Daoyou, hold on!"

Suddenly, a painful dragon groan sounded, and everyone looked back, it turned out that the golden eagle turned defeat into victory and pecked the green dragon instead.

Fall on its reverse scales.

Sima Yuan was captured, and everyone rushed to Sima Yuan as if they had lost their backbone.

The mandrill stretched out his palm and shrank suddenly, Sima Yuan snorted, and fell into his hand.

It was about to squeeze it, but the figure suddenly retreated.

A sword shadow appeared in his eyes.

A humanoid figure stared indifferently.

With a whistling, the sword shadow passed through, and the figure immediately stepped out.

The mandrill immediately roared violently, as if it had suffered the extreme pain of deboning.

At this time, Sima Yuan, who was in severe pain, suddenly raised his head, and the pain in his eyes disappeared.

A cracked white jade appeared in his hand, and a cloth bag appeared at the same time.

The soul on the flying banner reunited, and a slender figure appeared as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

"There's only one chance!"

She can only shoot once, otherwise she will be scattered again, and it will be difficult to reunite!

This time, it was Sima Yuan who used the thousand-year-old essence of Zixiao to gather it again.

Sima Yuan said without hesitation, "Do it!"

Suddenly, the flying flags enveloped the mandrill, and it trembled.

Overhead, a flying stone clicked, and the flying banner erupted with a powerful tearing force.

Shanman's mouth roared, "Presumptuous!!"

The prestige of the voice is like the mighty sky, directly shaking the people of the Quartet again.

Even the flying banner not only trembled a few times.

Ignoring the painful spasms in his head, Sima Yuan forcibly ran in front of the mandrill.

He took a deep breath and made a sword grip.

A black sword fell into his hand.

It was the Divine Sword that turned into a soul-destroying appearance.

Losing the suppression of the Divine Sword, Wang Fu's momentum broke out again.

Unexpectedly, a halo of light fell from the top of his head, and his phantom soul immediately froze and froze in the air.

But it only happened in an instant.

At the same time, the white jade exploded with a bang and scattered in all directions.

Wang Fu's breath was churning, and he was about to pounce ahead.

At this moment, an invisible sword light slashed down in the air.

The sword light was like a meteor, quickly swinging across the sky, and also across Wang Yong's figure.

Silently and completely cut it in half.

Sima Yuan's mouth suddenly burst into a shout, "Flying flags, collect them!"

Wang Ji's soul swished, and a soul light was included in the flag.

When it was included, there seemed to be a wisp of soul shadow on Tianfeng's body that was jumping out hideously.

A flying sword was immediately heard.

The screams rang over for a long time.

At the same time, the golden eagle, who was entangled with the green dragon, trembled, like waking up from a big dream, revealing a confused gaze, and then revealing coldness and vigilance.

Immediately, the two town guards showed a state of relief and sudden realization.

At this time, Sima Yuan coughed lightly and put the flying flag into the storage ring.