And when the Spirit Beast Pavilion encountered the battle of exterminating the sect, the old monster in the Xuanyuan Palace was stopped by Lu Hongli, the new Supreme Elder of the Zixiao Sect.

However, what Lu Hongli did not expect was that he caught a big fish.

Lu Hong's sword qi is vertical and horizontal, and a radius of 100 miles is within its coverage!

The evil aura is awe-inspiring, the killing intent is terrifying, and the domineering aura is enough to turbulent the spirit of thousands of miles.

On the opposite side, two figures stood side by side.

The aura of a ghost's soul is strong, and the black mist envelops the whole body, as if it exists in hell.

The man next to him had a withered face and a thin body, as if he had not recovered from a serious injury.

Lu Hongli raised his eyebrows, "It turns out that Daoist friends are hiding here, but it makes Hongli easy to find." ”

If Sima Yuan was here, he would definitely be able to recognize this person.

It was the Yuanying surnamed Zhong!

The middle yuan below is also one of them.

Yuanying surnamed Zhong said indifferently, "Pushui Daoyou, since this person knows about you and me, then there is no need to keep your hands." ”

The name Pu Shui was silent, but Lu Hongli on the other side sneered, and the sword qi in his hand shook all directions.

He looked around and said slowly, "Okay, Lu has been in the real realm for dozens of days, but he hasn't done anything with anyone, and I ask the two of you to give advice!"

Lu Hongli, who had just entered the Yuan Infant, was besieged by two late realms.

The difference is so great that it makes people palpitate.

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At the same time, the Dragon Scale Prefecture, which was nearly 10,000 miles away from the south of Qinghong, suddenly shook.

On the edge of the two states, nearly five hundred Zhuji came quickly under the leadership of more than ten Jindan real people.

And above everyone's heads, thousands of feet in the sky, there are even four mighty qi machines whistling by.

The four large air engines rolled out unabashedly, instantly attracting the attention of the two sword lights that had been waiting here for a long time.

A majestic voice from above permeated the thousands of miles around, "Who's in front?"

A flat voice sounded, "His Majesty the Demon Emperor has a lot of opportunities, but he doesn't know why he wants to meddle in my Qinghong's affairs?"

The majestic voice rose again, like the wind and clouds shook, the thunder roared, and the Quartet was intimidated.

"Shen Yun, do you dare to stop me?"

The Imperial Sword Gate Yuanying named Shen Yun stepped on the three-foot Qingfeng and waited for it.

The Xuanchi dragon robe in front of him stood with his hands in his hands, looking in all directions.

And beside the majestic figure of the main figure of the Demon Emperor Palace, there was a silent and uncertain figure.

Its form is like a ghost, the shape is impermanent, the disillusionment is from the heart, and the ghosts and gods are unpredictable.

A hoarse and low voice that looked like a god and a soul sounded, "Let's do it."

As soon as the words fell, the figures of the two disappeared suddenly.

The two sword-wielding men on the opposite side glanced at each other, and then slashed forward in unison.

Suddenly, a tremor spread, and a cold snort sounded out of thin air in front of him.

Shen Yun, who was dressed in a gray and white robe, looked deep, and pointed forward slightly, and a flawless blue sky that seemed to have no flaws suddenly broke open.

The ghostly aura wafted out.

The two large planes of Longscale Prefecture united again, which seemed to have the intention of breaking strongly.

The middle-aged man next to Shen Yun said lightly, "The sect leader is here in person, Shaoyang is polite." ”

The ghost figure froze when he heard the sound, and then retreated suddenly.

In an instant, the breath is thousands of feet away.

At the same time, thousands of miles away, a huge sword shadow quietly emerged above the Imperial Sword Gate.

The sword is pointed at Tiannan.

The middle-aged Dao named Huo Shaoyang pointed forward, and said in a deep voice, "Imperial Sword, to!"

The snort sounded, like a hard object crashing through the sky, revealing a sword hole.

Looking at the ghost's qi again, he immediately snorted, as if the blood of the ink soul was overflowing, and the roar spread.

Yin Compassion laughed and suddenly remembered, "Lord Huomen's talent has reached our realm in just two hundred years, and it is worthy of being better than blue." ”

"But isn't Huo Xiaoyou afraid that this body cultivation will collapse like an attic in the sky?"

Huo Shaoyang ignored the cold eyes and ridicule of others, and said lightly, "Huo Mou's matter, how dare you bother the sect leader to inquire?"

In an instant, there was a tremor in the sky, and under the surprise of that ghostly aura, the sword shadow floated in the air, exuding a terrifying aura.

The two Longlinzhou Qi Engines suddenly stagnated, as if they were imprisoned on the spot.

Suddenly, there was a click, and the majestic figure and ghost aura stepped out of the air, and after looking up at the Spirit Beast Pavilion, he stared deeply at Huo Shaoyang for a moment.

The two qi engines slowly dissipated.

Shen Yun stood proudly with a sword, and Huo Shaoyang's head hung with a sword shadow, as if he was facing a great enemy.

Oh, an old voice came slowly from Tiannan, as if he was dying of old age and dying.

"There is a successor to the Edgeworthon Gate."

Huo Shaoyang said neither humbly nor arrogantly, "The old-timers are still living in peace, and Shaoyang is also admired." ”

Shen Yun's eyes on the side were solemn, and the two of them were ready to go, not daring to be careless.

After a long time, the aura of nothingness dissipated.

Huo Shaoyang said slowly, "It's the Holy Spirit Sect."

Shen Yun's eyes were deep, and after flickering a few times, he took off his solemn color.

Immediately, the two of them set their eyes on due west.

There are two battlefields there.

In the Southwest Xuanming Palace, the three qi machines either wielded swords or held soul flags, filling the entire heaven and earth.

On the contrary, in the Fantasy Dream Pavilion on the side, in a country of mountains and rivers full of flowers and flowers, on the embroidery floor, all Yan sat high, and the atmosphere was extremely unharmonious.

Xuan Lord Zheng Qingyan glanced coldly, and words of accountability kept coming from all around.

Suddenly, a cold voice sounded, "The master of Biyun Nunnery ignored the door rules and privately helped the Xuanyuan Palace, which is really helping the Xuanyuan Palace, and it is unattainable. ”

She said coldly again, "This time it fell into the hands of the Zixiao Sect, it is really to blame, what do you have to do with others?"

The old figure was immediately furious, as if he had never expected Zheng Qingyan to be so resolute and ruthless.

Her aura floated, as if there was a sign of a big move, and she said sharply, "Lord Xuan, don't forget, the old body and others were able to support them to the top back then, and now they can also depose you?"

Zheng Qingyan confronted each other, "Does the owner of Chixia Nunnery think it is important to avenge the lord of Biyun Nunnery or is the net worth and life of my sisters important?"

The warblers in the building were either frowning, or their eyes were rolling, or they were silent, and more were filled with righteous indignation.

"Lord Xuan's words are wrong!"

"Sister Zheng is wrong, the owner of Biyun Nunnery is important, and my sisters are naturally important, but if you don't even dare to take revenge if your sisters are killed, won't those little sluts go to the wild men in the future?"

"What Sister Lu said is good, it is precisely because the Lord of Murong Nunnery is a person in my Xuan that he cannot be bullied!"

A cold shout sounded, "What's the use of saying something when she's dead, if you wait for the past to fight for power and profit, if you have a little humility, she won't follow the brute surnamed Tang." ”

Everyone looked stunned, but Zheng Qingyan seemed to be angry, and immediately threw away his sleeves.

According to this, in the corner of the city hundreds of zhang away, two reckless men were smashing their thick lips in front of the embroidery pavilion, suspected of being unfinished.

"Didn't you fight? ”

He glanced at Ouyang Xuanting, who was sitting on the ground on his side, and secretly said, "I said Senior Brother Ouyang, why don't you take this opportunity to find a master for your precious apprentice?"

Ouyang Xuanting subconsciously echoed, "Strong twisted melon ......"

Suddenly, he changed his words, and said awe-inspiringly, "How can my generation of monks be so fond of the private affairs of their children, and they are the most important thing!"

The man scoffed, "I believe you're a ghost!"

Ouyang Xuanting raised his head suddenly, and said solemnly, "Elder Taishang, they have done it."

As soon as the words fell, there seemed to be a flash of light in the sky, and occasionally the blue sky shook and the world roared.

It's like a real fighting method, and it affects this place.

When the dispute over the Illusory Dream Xuan was delayed, the edge of Qinghong Prefecture had propped up two major battlefields, and after the Imperial Sword Gate had borne the impact of the two powerhouses of the Holy Spirit Sect Master and the Demon Emperor Hall Master of the Dragon Scale Prefecture, the Martial Saint Sect actually resisted the three major primordial infants of Chiyan Prefecture outside the state.

It seems that the breath of a fire reflects the blue sky, like a scorching sun, and the sunset is red and bright.

At this time, the power of six vigorous qi and blood shrouded half of the sky of Qinghong, and several majestic laughter sounded.

With a little effort, Qinghong's southern border fighting method once fell into a white heat.

And in the sky above the Spirit Beast Pavilion, the three king beasts from the Zixiao Sect existed with the assistance of Zhuge Xun of Tianshu Peak, and they actually seemed to have some 'friendship like water', and the two of them seemed to be at peace with each other.

Suddenly, there was a turmoil in the sky, as if a wolf howled in all directions.

Tens of thousands of fighting monks below were all shocked, and the three matchless qi machines fell down with a bang, reaching the bottom of the abyss.

And under the abyss, after crossing the obstacles of the forbidden array, on an altar, a figure suddenly came.

The altar is no more than thirty zhang square, and there seem to be arrays dotted around it, which makes people dazzled and dizzy.

Sima Yuan's gaze was calm, and he directly crossed the rune light and looked at the deepest part of the altar.

At the edge of the altar, and even on the periphery, there was a mass of bones, made of hundreds of human bones.

Sima Yuan stepped on it. There was a crisp creak, and the surrounding fog was shrouded, like a secluded hell.

Dozens of zhang ahead, there seems to be a palace pavilion looming, and a miserable wail comes from inside, as if being tortured and painful.

Sima Yuan raised his eyes and saw that the fog in front of him quickly dispersed, revealing the true face of the palace in front of him.

After looking at it intently, his heart was shocked, a white tiger squatted in front of him, and several Spirit Beast Pavilion monks sat around him to breathe.

Carefully observing the increase in his aura, it seems that he is absorbing the essence of the White Tiger to make up for the loss.

Sima Yuan's heart was shocked, and then his face slowly sank, and his eyes were cold and indifferent.

As the people approached, some people kept waking up and closing their eyes, as if they were not worried about their own safety.

At this time, the white tiger's eyes widened angrily and glared at Sima Yuan.

Its huge skeleton as wide as a floor clicked, and the bone marrow collided like a spring stone, and there was a loud sound.

Sima Yuan's heart sank, and the white tiger seemed to be not far from falling apart, and was on the verge of death.

A faint word sounded in his ears, "But are you lamenting this tragic encounter?"

He was shocked in his heart, and when he turned around, a gray-robed monk was silent at his side, and the jade bracelet in his hand trembled slightly, as if he was facing a great enemy.

His human shoe, a bloody staff, a trace of blood is slowly dripping, as if it has been newly contaminated.

However, his face was withered, but his eyes were bright, as if there was a flash of light and color.

And when this person appeared, the white tiger trembled, got up and squatted on the ground uneasily, and the huge tiger eyes no longer had awe-inspiring power, but a kind of frightened, fearful, and dodging color.

This scene made Sima Yuan sad and angry, looking at the appearance of the white tiger, it seemed that he had been tortured and abused into an idiot, or his sanity was greatly damaged, and he was already a frightened bird.

The jade bracelet in his hand was restless, as if he was angry.

The old man turned a deaf ear, and passed away like an abyss like the sea, vast and immense.

The white tiger's body stiffened, and after a whimper, he fell to the ground and wailed.

Sima Yuan was silent, and the old man beside him smiled lightly, "This beast was whipped with more than 3,000 whips by the old decay, and he was beaten by my 800 demon staffs, and the fierce flames were completely gone, so he was completely honest." ”

After a long time, Sima Yuan's deep voice sounded, "Dare to ask the senior?"

The old man squinted, "What, you want to avenge this beast?"

At the same time, several breaths quietly emerged behind him, turning into a surrounding force to trap him.

The frightened Spirit Beast Pavilion Jin Dan was about to escape, and several rays of mana landed with a bang.

There was a thud and explosion, and everything turned into flesh and blood.

The three king beasts of the Spirit Beast Pavilion were impressively included, and there were six true realms comparable to the dollar infants.

The old man drooped like a wrinkled branch, and his cloudy eyes showed a hint of sarcasm, "What, could it be that you still want to rebel?"