As soon as the words fell, several roaring voices sounded, followed by a series of incomparable mana shocks and void collapses.

Sima Yuan and the others looked horrified, but they saw that the originally unknown Master Jin Dan suddenly had a hideous face, and when his aura reached a certain peak, it exploded with a bang.

The aftermath spread instantly, and the people of the six factions of Qinghong retreated together, and their faces changed greatly.

Suddenly, a barrier stood in front of everyone's eyes.

After a burst of brilliance, nearly ten powerful golden pill breaths diffused, and everyone exclaimed in horror.

When his aura converged, more than ten figures of the other party came into everyone's eyes.

The other party is divided into five camps, or three or three or two together, or standing proudly alone, with very different atmospheres.

After Sima Yuan and the others glanced at each other, Liu Xiao's voice came from their ears, "That is a burly and reckless man named Barbarian Eagle, he is a person from the barbarian tribe of Chiyan Prefecture, not to be underestimated!"

Sima Yuan bowed his head lightly and raised his eyes to look.

I saw that the person was nine feet tall, and his wild aura made the Quartet monks change color, and what made the corners of the eyes jump even more was his strong cultivation comparable to the peak of the middle stage of the Jindan, which directly made people feel suffocated.

One force will drop ten.

As far as Sima Yuan knew, although the number of barbarians was small, they were the descendants of the ancient barbarian hall master of the Western Underworld Palace in the past, and the inheritance of the Martial Saint Sect was not much higher.

Because of this, the Martial Saint Sect is quite disdainful of the Martial Saint Sect's self-proclaimed 'No. 1 in the West Hades Palace', and there have even been many frictions and provocations between the two parties over the years.

Sima Yuan rolled his eyes and glanced at Ouyang Xuanting, who was slightly drooping, and couldn't help but wonder.

"In addition, the person who is neither yin nor yang is a member of the Yin and Yang Sect of the Chiyan Great Sect!" Liu Xiao's voice rose again, causing Sima Yuan's face to stiffen.

But I saw an extremely handsome half-man and half-woman in front of me throwing flattering eyes at Liu Xiaoyin, Sima Yuan and others, posing in a coquettish posture and seducing in vain.

Although he looks like a fairy, and his body is even more pink and enchanting, which makes people think about it, he is indeed a male cultivator.

Sima Yuan was constantly nauseated and wanted to retch.

The Yin Yang Sect, the Evil God Temple, and the Corpse Soul Sect are known as the three evil sects of Chiyan, and the Holy Spirit Sect and the Demon Emperor Hall of the Dragon Scale Prefecture are called the five 'holy sects' of the Western Underworld!

It is comparable to the six avenues of Qinghongzhou.

Thinking of this, Sima Yuan looked sideways at Zhong Xi, Shu Diao, Chu Fan, and the Holy Spirit Sect Taishu Qi and others in the Demon Emperor Palace, but saw that they were not in the company of their peers, as if they were clearly distinguished.

He frowned slightly and asked Cao Qiji on the side of his lower body.

He smiled lightly and said, "The two states of Chiyan and Longscale are south of Qinghong, and they are thousands of miles away from our six factions, but the two states live next to each other, and they are only thousands of miles apart, so the factions are naturally constantly in friction. ”

As if seeing that Sima Yuan intended to borrow strength, he said lightly, "If it is not my race, its heart will be different." Moreover, they are evil demons and demons, and they cannot be believed, and Elder Sima must not take them lightly. ”

Sima Yuan's heart froze, and after a moment of silence, he nodded slowly.

Naturally, it is very profitable to seek skin with the tiger, but it is also possible to lose his wife and soldiers, and some of the gains outweigh the losses, so he dispelled the thoughts in his heart.

He looked at the forces of all directions, and among the six factions of Qinghong, his own camp was the two Jindan of the Zixiao Sect, the three major Jindan Sword Cultivators of the Imperial Sword Sect, Ouyang Xuanting of the Martial Saint Sect, Zheng Qingyan, the master of the Illusory Dream Xuan, and Murong Xuan, the master of the Nunnery, Tang Yinchu and Xu Lingwei of the Xuanyuan Palace, and the father of the Scattered Cultivator Kong Chao, a total of fourteen Jindan Venerables.

There are five people in the Dragon Scale Prefecture, including Zhong Xi, Shu Diao, Chu Fan of the Demon Emperor Palace, Uncle Taishu of the Holy Spirit Sect, and the ghost skeleton who 'came back from the dead', and they are behind Sima Yuan and others, biting their butts tightly.

Chiyan Prefecture is the existence of nearly thirteen golden pills such as the Evil God Temple, the Yin Yang Sect, the Corpse Soul Sect and the Wuman Clan, standing proudly in front of them.

Especially to add insult to injury, the Spirit Beast Pavilion Yuan Weizhi had already turned against each other, and Tang Yinchu, Xu Lingwei and the others of the Xuanyuan Palace were also centrifugal and turned their backs, coupled with the internal strife between the two of them in the Illusory Dream Xuan, the hearts of the three Jin Dan who were scattered were troubled and alienated, which especially made Sima Yuan and the others in a worrying situation.

After thinking for a while, under the watchful eye of all the powers, there were only twelve available combat power on their side, and this still had to be under the overall situation of the Illusion Dream Xuan and the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, otherwise if there was any more internal strife, there was a danger of annihilation of the entire army.

The two states of the other side are equivalent to twice their own combat power with the blessing of the later stage of the digital golden pill.

And under the mutual vigilance and hostility of the three states, above the thousands of feet in the sky above, several vast breaths faced each other in the air, back and forth several times.

Now the scene fell into an eerie silence, and while several forces were on guard against the front, they also had to protect their own backs, and even more so to prevent others from attacking from the side.

Under the confrontation between Sima Yuan and the others, an old voice sounded, "Okay everyone, since the Daoists of the various sects in Chiyan Prefecture have arrived, and if there are any more twists and turns, the Divine Palace may disappear again, why don't we join forces to investigate?"

After a little silence above, the real person who seemed to be on Qinghong's side said slowly, "This time the West Hades Palace appeared, and we have been preparing for many years, but just when we were about to succeed, you came to pick peaches. Wu Daoyou, do you think I will be willing?"

Sima Yuan and the others were stunned, and listening to their voices, they seemed to be the real person surnamed Qin of the Martial Saint Sect.

The real person surnamed Wu did not speak, and an evil laugh sounded, "Qin Daoyou misunderstood, we and the other sects of the Western Underworld belong to the same lineage, how can we say 'picking peaches'? Besides, this West Hades Palace is my old master, and now I can go back to my mother's house, isn't it too much?"

The eyes of the real person surnamed Qin of the Martial Saint Sect fell in the direction of the Evil God Temple in Chiyan Prefecture, and the majestic voice rose again, "The people of the three states of the West Underworld Palace can obtain it, but it is not allowed outside the three states!"

The beautiful young man in the Evil God Temple squinted slightly, as if he was hesitating, and after a little effort, he smiled lightly, "Qin Zhenren said he was smiling."

The real person surnamed Qin moved his gaze downward, and said lightly, "Disciple Qinghong listens to the order, and immediately eradicates and kills people from other states!"

As soon as he finished speaking, his gaze fell on several figures behind the Evil God Temple.

Hearing this, Huo Ran raised his head, and immediately swept backwards.

After Sima Yuan and the others glanced at each other, they moved in unison.

The old figure snorted coldly, "If you want to add to the crime, there is no excuse." ”

His cold gaze fell on Uncle Tai and Zhong Xi, and the others immediately rose to the sky and chased Sima Yuan.

The war was so unexpectedly imminent.

The Qinghong Prefecture Zixiao Sect, the Imperial Sword Sect and the Martial Saint Sect went together, and the Evil God Temple, the Yin Yang Sect and the Corpse Soul Sect in front of them immediately jumped in shape and blocked in front of Sima Yuan and the others.

During the pursuit, Sima Yuan said in a deep voice, "Please also ask Ouyang Daoyou and Uncle Cao to stop Uncle Tai."

Ouyang Xuanting and Cao Qiji immediately turned around and raised their hands at the swiftly rushing Taishu Qi and blasted out a punch.

Uncle Tai snorted coldly, "The mantis arm is a car, and I don't measure myself." ”

With a flick of his robe, the fist in front of him exploded and collapsed with one blow.

Sima Yuan said to the three of them, "Please let the three of you abandon your previous suspicions and stop Zhong Xi's five breaths!"

After Zhong Yuanying and Kong Chao's father glanced at each other, one of them suddenly retreated to meet the enemy, and the other was hidden.

Cao Hua, who was in the Martial Saint Sect, glanced at the other party and then dodged away.

At this moment, Tang Yinchu of the Xuanming Palace took Xu Lingwei and Murong Xuan close to Sima Yuanyan and said, "The Corpse Soul Sect and the Yin Yang Sect will be handed over to me."

Sima Yuan didn't have time to think about the rest, and said in a deep voice, "There is the Lord of the Laotang Palace."

Fantasy Dream Xuan Zheng Qingyan stood directly beside Sima Yuan, "Where you go, where I go, I can help you." ”

Sima Yuan glanced at the other party and replied, "Please also ask the fairy to focus on the overall situation."

Zheng Qingyan sneered, "It's you who think of Qingyan dirty."

As soon as the words fell, a halo of light enveloped Sima Yuan and the others.

Their spirits were lifted, their eyes lit up, and their mana was suddenly blessed by more than three percent.

Zheng Qing's beautiful face turned pale miserably, and he said weakly, "Hurry up!"

At this time, there was a sudden whistling sound behind everyone, and Sima Yuan and the others looked back to see that it was Chu Fan and Shu Diao who came with the momentum.

At the same time, the spirit beast pavilion Yuan Wei half-truthfully blocked them, outnumbered the crowd, and seemed to be invincible.

Sima Yuan snorted coldly in his heart, "Sooner or later, this white-eyed wolf will be destroyed!"

His face was silent, and there were only three people from the Imperial Sword Gate on his side, at this time, Liu Xiaoyin and He Jun both cast their eyes, "The ancient witch clan and the barbarian clan will hand it over to me!"

Sima Yuan said, "There is labor".

Immediately, he looked at the gray-clothed sword robe, and after the two of them collided, the speed of their bodies skyrocketed again, like two dazzling sword rays, and they chased after the figures in front of them in an instant.

When the people in front of him heard the sound, they turned back and killed.

Looking at its momentum, it is comparable to the middle stage of Jindan!

Sima Yuan snorted coldly, and there was a rattling in his hand, and there seemed to be a sword cage covering all directions.

Between breaths, it was enveloped, and the other party smiled evilly, not dodging or dodging.

Sima Yuan's pupils shrank, and the other party actually looked at the sword net as nothing.

He immediately snorted, and a green and red long sword Huo Ran held in his hand, and after a burst of brilliance on the sword body, the cold sword suddenly disappeared.

In an instant, his figure trembled, and after patting the top of his head, it was as if he had unlocked some kind of seal, and his aura suddenly increased in an instant.

Under Sima Yuan's nose, he suddenly climbed from the middle of Jindan to the peak of the middle stage.

Immediately, his body burst away, and a statue seemed to be thrown at him in his hand.

The statue looks middle-aged, majestic and incomparable, and there seems to be a mysterious and mysterious aura on it, similar to incense, the power of faith but a little different.

Sima Yuan was a dead horse as a live horse doctor, and a seal in his hand was immediately thrown to the top of his head.

Under the slight change in the person's expression, the jade seal seemed to feel something, and suddenly the light was great, like the dawn sun.

The idol seems to have been provoked, but it is majestic and magnificent, and the two are opposed to each other, as if they are equal.

Immediately, Sima Yuan's figure disappeared suddenly, and the man's face changed drastically, and he hurriedly retreated.

With a bang, his figure staggered, and after hearing the whistling sound, a hole in his chest was revealed.

The scarlet blood slowly overflowed, and the man covered his mouth and spat out a mouthful of blood, but the figure that had fallen twisted a big bend and retreated sharply.

This series of actions is dazzling to watch, and only the two parties know that they have faced off for dozens of rounds.

And the person who watched the evil temple seemed to be at a disadvantage.

There was a hesitation in the man's eyes, and he suddenly showed a ruthless look.

Immediately, the man raised his hand and was destroyed with a punch, and then raised his head to the sky and shouted, "Séance!"

At the same time, ten zhang away from it, a handsome figure was revealed.

It was Sima Yuan.

At this moment, his expression was solemn, and the sword in his hand was clenched tightly in his hand, and a thought came out, "Fifty percent!"

Fang Cai is only forty percent of his strength, just to test the strength of the two sides.

Then the two will really face off.

A little, the other party's body was shining with gold, like a golden silk coat, more like inlaid gold and copper, bright and bright.

Sima Yuan muttered to himself, "The 'Divine Technique' of the Evil God Temple summons the ancient gods to come. ”

A sneer flashed in his eyes, and the aura of the divine sword in his hand became more and more powerful, and he murmured in his heart, "Eighty!"

Immediately, under the shaking of that person's golden body, the aura on Sima Yuan's body also soared, and under the man's horror, the aura seemed to be infinitely close to the late stage of Jindan.

Only to hear a voice sounded in Sima Yuan's mind.

Terrible screams.

He whispered to himself, "Soul Burning Dafa!"