Since Zixiao destroyed the Spirit Beast Pavilion the day before yesterday, most of the disciples were killed, and a few surrendered.

However, to the surprise of the Zixiao faction, the king beast and the golden eagle that looked like mandrills announced on the spot that they would return to the Zixiao faction.

In view of this, the head Ji Shuye was also quite generous, and immediately sealed Shanxiao and Jinying as the sixth and seventh guards of Zixiao, and sat in Zixiao Peak!

At this point, tens of thousands of spirit beasts in the entire Spirit Beast Pavilion were swallowed up by Zixiao, and the Spirit Beast Pavilion of the six great sects of Qinghong Prefecture completely disappeared.

Dust to dust, dust to dust, everything is a thing of the past.

Sima Yuan was about to say the words of rejection in his mouth, and the seal of Fang Fang had signs of disintegration.

He looked helpless, and everyone immediately said in unison, "Congratulations to the real person in charge!"

Then the light dimmed, and the seal fell into his arms.

Chen Qingwan saw that Sima Yuan's face was a little ugly, and his heart tightened, "Senior brother, but what's wrong?"

Sima Yuan pressed the crisis in his heart and forced a smile, "It's okay, I'm just worried that the Golden Eagle senior was not my Zixiao guard, and this time he came to help me and wait, I don't know how much I can help." ”

Cao Qiji, Zhuge Wuchang and others glanced at each other, suspecting that they had other hidden worries.

Cao Qiji looked at Sima Yuan, "Senior brother, do you want to sneak into the Xuanyuan Palace now?"

Chen Qingwan persuaded, "Senior brother, let's wait for all the real people to come together."

Sima Yuan shook his head and said, "If you wait for all the real people to arrive, it may be difficult to draw out the old ancestor behind the Xuanyuan Palace." ”

He looked at the Xuanxia Palace's eyes narrowed slightly, secretly thinking that this Xuanying Palace seemed to have a way of acquaintance.

Suddenly, Sima Yuan's pupils shrank, and there seemed to be an alarm in his heart.

He immediately raised his sleeves, his momentum was magnificent, and his eyes looked ahead, "Tang Palace Master is so hospitable, I'm afraid it's inappropriate, right?"

As soon as the words fell, Cao Qiji and Zhuge Wuchang immediately swept away.

Chen Qingwan and Ye Qingshan were tightly guarding Sima Yuan's side, looking at Sima Yuan's gaze with wary eyes.

A little, in the pupils of Sima Yuan and the others, a middle-aged man wearing a black robe and a red gold crown on his head stepped out of the blue sky.

His majestic gaze swept over Sima Yuan and the others, and the huge Jindan late-stage cultivation spread out unscrupulously, and a long red knife in his hand was clenched, and the glowing phosphorescence revealed a trace of coldness.

And in the place close to the cold and netherworld qi of the Xuan Netherworld Palace, its power is still a few points, and it can be called like a fish in water.

The person who came was Tang Yinchu, who had fled before.

His eyes were cold, there seemed to be a cold and cold in him, full of unforgettable hatred, and he said word by word, "Sima Xiao'er, if you kill my beloved concubine, it will be difficult to forgive her sin!"

Sima Yuan sneered, "It's ridiculous that I still blame my old lover for giving up half my life!"

There seemed to be a flash of resentment in Tang Yinchu's eyes, and his expression gradually returned to indifference, and his face was expressionless.

It's like putting life and death out of the way.

Immediately, the two figures disappeared at the same time, and a ripple rippled in the middle, swinging outward like a wave.

When Sima Yuan made his move, the blue light sword in Chen Qingwan's hand was cold, and he swept away some kind of hidden qi.

Immediately, two muffled snorts came out in unison, but they saw that Xu Lingwei, the deputy palace master of the Xuanyuan Palace, was fighting with Chen Qingwan to one place.

There are still Cao Qiji, Zhuge Wuchang and Ye Qingshan in the same place.

Suddenly, they all raised their heads in unison and looked at a certain mist, which was full of murderous intent.

In an instant, there seemed to be a miasma rolling in, like a tide, surging.

The four directions have a ghostly aura like a spiritual snake, zigzags and meanders towards Cao Qiji and the others.

The miasma and poisonous mist dispersed, revealing its interior.

It was a nine-story flying pavilion, suspended in the air, as if it were shocking to all directions.

Faintly, there seems to be a bewitching woman dancing fiercely, and there are bursts of fairy sounds in the ears, quite a bit

Enchanting and evil.

Ye Qingshan snorted coldly, and a piece of green silk and white hair fluttered down from the dust, turning into three thousand silver needles and swept away.

On his side, Zhuge Impermanence aimed at a headless corpse, which seemed to have a bland aura, but it gave people a creepy meaning.

Cao Qiji pouted and said, "This Xuanming Palace is also one of Qinghong's righteous paths, but unexpectedly, it has raised some messy things, which is really a loss of my Qinghong's face." ”

After a while, his figure was vertical, stepping away, and his breathing kung fu fell on the top of the nine-story pavilion.

At this time, there were three Jindan qi machines in the ground.

Cao Qiji laughed, turned his hand and pulled it down, and the clouds and mist dispersed, revealing the true face of the nine-story pavilion.

Immediately, his eyes were solemn, and a Dan furnace appeared in his hand, turning his hand and smashing it down.

Bang .

A terrible cry rang out.

Looking down from the top of the pavilion, I saw a large hole that reached the bottom exposed.

Countless lonely ghosts below screamed and jumped out, as if they wanted to escape from this pavilion.

For some reason, the three Jindan early stage qi engines were frozen in the air together, and there seemed to be horror and disbelief in their eyes.

Cao Qiji's expression was flat, and he pressed his hand down.

Jin Dan was shattered, and there were no bones left.

With such strength, it seems that it is not owned by the new Jindan.

And such a strange and terrifying scene seemed to be blocked by an invisible flame, and the others did not even notice the strangeness in it.

Then, a small flame like a spark quietly emerged under the pavilion, breathing, and jumped straight to the top of the building.

In a burst of flame-roasting and frying, the pavilion was burned to nothing and turned into nothing.

And Xu Lingwei, who was playing against Chen Qingwan outside, immediately turned her head and wanted to get out.

On the other hand, the headless corpse shouted frantically and came straight to Cao Qiji.

Zhuge Wuchang followed, looked at Cao Qiji solemnly, nodded, and then a scroll of iron pen whistled in.

The scroll was wrapped in cloth, enveloping the headless corpse, and the tip of the pen seemed to flicker with a flickering light, making the heart palpitate.

He solemnly pointed at the headless corpse, and shouted fiercely, "Explosion!"

The 'cloth wrap' burst open as soon as it heard the edict.

Ye Qingshan on the side also killed the rest of the evil things, and the three of them immediately approached.

At this moment, a hundred-zhang sword shadow above his head was suspended in the air.

Everyone raised their heads in unison and looked high in the sky, and Sima Yuan swung his sword downward.

Suddenly, they only felt that the spiritual energy within a radius of hundreds of miles was about to converge here, and that strong and mighty aura spread out for hundreds of miles, causing many disciples of the Xuanyuan Palace to exclaim in shock.

Sima Yuan slowly lowered his eyes, looking at Tang Yinchu, whose face had almost changed drastically, with a sarcastic look in his eyes.

He had never killed anyone within his rank, especially when he held the Divine Sword of Question, which was about to become a top-level magic weapon.

Today's Sima Yuan is the strongest since his cultivation!

It is not relying on the protection of the Yuanying True Realm, let alone relying on the legacy of the predecessors.

Sima Yuan at this moment is among the later stages of Jindan!

Asking the sword in his hand, he dared to challenge the half-step Yuan Ying!!

But seeing him holding his sword solemnly, Tang Yinchu's frightened gaze that was almost heart-rending in the escape slashed down!

Suddenly, Tang Yinchu's back stiffened, and after a click, in Zhuge Impermanence and Cao Qiji's pupils shrank, Tang Yinchu was completely divided into two.

With a snap, the corpse split in half, and the surrounding area seemed to be swept away in ecstasy.

Suddenly, Chen Qingwan snorted, and a light disappeared in a flash.

Xu Lingwei's figure quickly fled, leaving only a resentful word:

"Sima Yuan, the hatred of killing the husband is not shared with the sky, and the hatred is not shared with the sky!!!"

Sima Yuan snorted coldly and swung his sword

, the soul of injustice is dissipated.

The surrounding blue sky is wide and clear, and within a range of 100 miles, everything is watered by the scorching sun.

Chen Qingwan's face was pale, and Sima Yuan immediately rushed over to support him.

She showed regret in her eyes, "It's a pity that she let her run." ”

Sima Yuan comforted, "Don't worry, she can't run." ”

Subsequently, the five of them marched together, smashed the Yellow Dragon, and killed the hinterland of the Xuanyuan Palace.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Sima Yuan and others broke into the land of the Xuanyuan Palace for a hundred miles, killed two more Jindan elders, and nearly 100 Zhuji were beheaded.

An hour later, the elders of the Xuanyuan Palace were killed in a battle with Sima Yuan in the new palace, and the elders who survived either scattered and fled, or resisted stubbornly, or retreated back into the sect.

Sima Yuan and his entourage seemed to be like a bamboo, sweeping everything, and there was no obstacle in the process of raiding the Xuanyuan Palace.

And they didn't know that in the sky above the Xuanyuan Palace, there were several breaths lurking inside.

The person at the head was the old man surnamed Xu of the Xuanyuan Palace, with a red crown on his head and a python dragon black robe covering his body.

Next to him was the old man surnamed Wu, looking at his expression, there seemed to be a cautious, solemn and imperceptible apprehension.

Looking at the strength of its qi, it is like the realm of a real person.

Suddenly, Sima Yuan, who was rapidly approaching the Xuanyuan Palace, stopped, and Chen Qingwan, Ye Qingshan, and Zhuge Wuchang on his side immediately stopped.

Chen Qingwan asked, "Senior brother, but what's wrong?"

Ye Qingshan's eyes were cold, and she looked around and didn't find anything wrong.

Zhuge Wuchang's expression on his side moved, and he turned his head to look behind him.

Sima Yuan turned his head and said, "It's the sect that guards it."

The three of them were relieved at the same time and breathed a sigh of relief.

Sima Yuan and Cao Qiji quietly shrank their pupils at the same time, as if they were facing a great enemy.

Chen Qingwan and the three of them reacted and immediately protected them.

Three muffled snorts sounded, and Zhuge impermanence hemoptysis flew upside down.

Chen Qingwan and Ye Qingshan were shocked back ten feet away almost at the same time.

Cao Qiji roared angrily, and was about to sacrifice the Dan furnace in his arms, but for some reason he temporarily stopped it, and his body was also thrown away dozens of feet.

An eagle's cry broke through the dark clouds and headed straight towards Sima Yuan.

There seemed to be grief, hatred, and resentment in his eyes, as well as the pain and torment of the loss of a loved one.

This look shocked Sima Yuan's heart, as if he was familiar, and his figure stagnated.

In an instant, a mighty force tilted down, and when the mana in Sima Yuan's body was about to resist, the surrounding spiritual machines were suddenly cut off, as if they had been directly cut off.

At the same time, a force of imprisoning power filled the surroundings, freezing its body and making it difficult to move for half a minute.

This familiar power made Sima Yuan's heart terrified, it was exactly the same as what Xiao Han used at the beginning, as if it was some kind of heaven and earth power.

Suddenly, under the great change of Ye Qingshan's clear appearance, Zhuge Impermanence's fear, and Cao Qiji's great change, a giant claw broke through the air and grabbed it in an instant.

The white tiger under Sima Yuan raised his head, his body suddenly swelled, and his breath turned into the size of ten zhang.

The two beast claws bombarded each other in the air, and Sima Yuan immediately snorted and vomited blood, his face turned pale.

A loud shout sounded in Sima Yuan's mouth, "Little Qingque is not dead!"

The giant claw stopped in an instant and hung above Sima Yuan's head.

He looked at Chen Qingwan, and she immediately woke up and took out a tender feather from the storage bag.

As soon as the coercion was retracted, a gust of demonic wind swept by, and the thin feathers floated in front of the golden-headed black feather.

An eagle's cry sounded, and the soft feathers were suspended in the air.

Rumbling, rumbling sounded over this Xuanyuan Palace.

A slightly trembling voice sounded, as if expectant, cautious and urgent, "Where is she now?"