After that voice sounded, the atmosphere in the pit froze somewhat, and only two people were left standing in front of them, their faces solemn and tense.

Ye Hongfeng didn't look back, his hand was on the hilt of the sword, he closed his eyes and took a deep breath, brewing the sword momentum.

"Han Daoyou, hasn't he been waiting for me?"

Han Chengwang sneered and said, "There is a huge difference between the realms of you and me, why do I have to work hard to deal with you." ”

"Oh, it seems that Han Daoyou was suppressed by the shroud in your mouth, and the black mist ghost in it should be difficult to deal with, right?" Ye Hongfeng's tone was mocking, and his sword intent was perfect, and he could slash out at any time.

"You ......"

Without any more superfluous words, Ye Hongfeng turned around, and the Nine Heavens slashed out, and the cyan sword qi spread out like a spider web, and then staggered together. Even if Han Chengwang was in the middle realm of Jiedan, it would not be easy to withstand a sword qi blue sky at such a close distance.

The green dragon is premature, and the sword aura is pressing.

Han Chengwang stepped backwards, and soon the gap between the two was filled by ghouls and monks.

Ye Hongfeng took off the Yin Yang Burial Spirit Flag, bowed down and walked towards the entrance of the cave. He will not be arrogant enough to fight to the death with the quasi-holy son of Taixuanmen, the gap in the realm cannot be filled by magic weapons, unless it is a treasure!

Without the black mist replenishment in the flag, the army of ghouls was quickly routed, and the pit suddenly opened up.

After Han Chengwang dissolved the sword qi Qinglong, he brutally pushed the monk who was blocking in front of him away and came to the position where the banner was standing. I saw that the flag had long been missing, and the fifth son was gone.

His breath became heavier and heavier, the green tendons on his forehead jumped, and his face turned red.

A wave of qi spread around him, and he shouted: "The surname is Ye, I'm not done with you!"

When Ye Hongfeng came out of the cave, his clothes were ragged and covered with blood. Unable to allow the two of them to ask more, he slashed down a pillar with a sword, blocked it at the entrance of the cave, and then pulled the two out of the South Pavilion without saying anything.

There is more than one quasi-saint son of Taixuanmen in the cave, and those monks who are still alive pay such a price, and in the end they get nothing, and no one will give up.

If you don't run away now, when will you wait?

Fortunately, he already had a map of the secret realm in his heart, which was a message that suddenly appeared in the sea of consciousness when he touched the Yin Yang Burial Spirit Flag.

The North Pavilion Tibetan Pill Spirit Plant, the South Pavilion Tibetan Soul Flag, the East Pavilion Tibetan Heavenly Treasures, and the West Pavilion Tibetan Secret Techniques. And the Thousand Swords Peak in the middle, which is not mentioned in detail, seems to be ...... More important than any loft.

The three of them went to the East Pavilion.

......

In front of the West Pavilion, dozens of blackfriars stood on the periphery with grim faces. In the center of the blackfriars, there was a young man shaking a colorful fan, and the young man looked at the West Pavilion in front of him, and the spring breeze was proud.

Someone suddenly appeared, knelt behind him, and said with a panicked expression: "Holy Son, the kid you asked us to deal with earlier has attracted a large number of ghouls, let ...... Let the willow fairy be besieged and injured. ”

When the Shaking Light Holy Son heard this, his smile instantly froze, and he turned around and kicked the kneeling man in black down, and said angrily: "What are you guys eating? So many people can't even deal with a mole ant that builds a foundation realm, and even let him hurt Orange!" He pondered for a while and asked, "How is Orange's injury?"

The man replied tremblingly, "Fairy Liu has found a treasure place to retreat and heal his wounds, and it should be fine. ”

The Son of Shaking Light closed the fan and kept tapping his palms.

"Send someone to guard the place where Orange Er retreats, Ji Shenshi ......"

The middle-aged man from the Ji family beside him came to him and asked, "What does the Holy Son command?"

"I don't want to hear anything about him in the secret realm anymore, no matter who he is, no matter where he is, I want him dead!"

"Everything is according to the words of the Son. Ji Shenshi came to the black-clothed man and asked, then squinted to the east and said softly: "Let the monks of our clan and the scattered cultivators near the East Pavilion gather, no matter what the price is, there will be no mercy!"

"Yes. ”

......

Compared with the South Pavilion, the East Pavilion is more large and luxurious. Ye Hongfeng's gaze was tightly attached the next moment he saw the attic, and he couldn't move it anymore.

I saw that the east pavilion is made of jade jewelry, the steps are transparent and transparent, and the aura is like a steaming mist on it, and it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a fairy pavilion.

Qiu Di looked around, for fear that someone would appear around and witness Brother Ye's "magnificent move" of forced demolition.

Ye Hongfeng rubbed his hands, a little unable to suppress the excitement in his heart.

Half a mile away from the East Pavilion, countless black-clothed monks and scattered cultivators formed a circle towards the East Pavilion, holding transmission notes in their hands, sensing the movement of the East Pavilion while adjusting the formation.

"The deacon elder has commanded that he will take his life this time, and the Son of Shaking Light has no patience. ”

"Don't worry, dozens of people like me, several Jiedan monks, are not rampant in this secret realm. I'd like to see how this kid can turn the sky upside down?"

"Don't be careless, this person can survive from my Ji family several times, he must not be an ordinary person. ”

"It doesn't matter what kind of birdman he is, if he goes down with a knife, he will have to get two halves!"

"Hahahaha...... OMG!"

The whisper stopped abruptly, replaced by an exclamation, even mixed with a hint of horror.

I saw Ye Hongfeng pinching the seal, and the Qiankun bag was suspended above the East Pavilion, with the mouth of the bag facing down, and he wanted to suck the entire East Pavilion into it.

The monks were dumbfounded, they wanted to wait for him to enter the East Pavilion and catch turtles in the urn, but they never thought that this kid was not acting like an ordinary person, and he wanted to move the entire East Pavilion away.

"Little wood, someone is coming, and the person who comes is not good. Feng Ran reminded in a low voice.

"Just in time...... Up!"

As his words fell, the East Pavilion seemed to be held by a big hand and lifted into the sky, and the entire East Pavilion was uprooted, leaving a big hole in the ground.

The monks of the Ji family and the scattered cultivators who were surrounding all gasped, after living for so many years, it was the first time they had seen someone dare to play like this. Even if this person goes out of the secret realm, he will be strangled to death by the God Emperor, right?

When he was about to get close to the Qiankun bag, Dongge gradually shrank to the size of a palm, and finally disappeared into the bag. The original magnificent pavilion is now only a large barren hole, like a locust crossing the border, and no grass grows.

Ye Hongfeng and the two of them made eye gestures, and suddenly turned around, facing the monks of the Ji family, grinning, and grinning.

Then the three of them jumped into the big hole. In just a few moments, the big hole was shrouded in black mist.

"What are you doing in a daze, chasing it!"

Someone came back to his senses and shouted indignantly. They finally understood why the people who had gone to encircle and suppress them before had failed?

"Where to chase? There is a strange black gas coming from the mouth of this cave, and I am afraid of ......"

"What are you afraid of? If he is allowed to escape, the Holy Son will be blamed......"

Everyone shuddered together, shaking the Holy Son's narrow-mindedness This is known to everyone, otherwise how could he kill so many monks who have never met because of a woman.

Yes, Ye Hongfeng is not the first person he wants to kill, everyone who seems to have close contact with Liu Cheng'er has already gone to Huangquan, without exception!

Shao Ji, the holy son of Shake Light, is so arrogant and narrow-minded!

Seeing that the three of them had not been seen for a long time after jumping into the cave, the monks of the Ji family gradually became anxious. Ignoring it, he rushed into the black mist with the magic weapon and jumped into the hole.

Soon there were screams and tears in the cave. The three of them opened their hands and clung to the walls of the cave, looking at the dense ghouls and dying monks under the cave, and turned back to the ground with a sigh.

Ye Hongfeng sat on the edge of the cave, staring blankly at the sky. Occasionally, the monk tried to climb back to the ground, but was "coerced" by the knife of the Autumn Frost and returned to the cave.

He really couldn't understand when and where he had offended the Daomen and the Ji family. From the first time I saw the blackfriar, it was life and death.

So far, there have been no less than dozens of monks of the Ji family who have died in his hands, and it has long been an incompatible mortal enemy. It all came so suddenly, it was like fate was on you.

When he arrived in the cave, there was only the sound of biting the corpse, Ye Hongfeng stretched out his hand, and the Yin and Yang Burial Spirit Banner flew out of the cave, and the banner was stained with blood, as if he had returned from a bloody bath in hell.

His face was expressionless, and he raised his sword and made a few strokes in the air, and several sword qi green dragons brutally crashed into the hole, turning the ghouls into dust again.

"Let's go, go to the North Pavilion. He said, his voice extremely tired.

......

In the southern part of the secret realm, Han Chengwang walked with his hair scattered, his eyes bloodshot. It was the first time since he was born that he had been bullied like this, even if that person was the fifth son of Daoyun, the legendary person who could be compared to the Hongmeng Immortal Lord in the future.

"Han Chengwang, the quasi-saint son of Taixuanmen, also had a time when he was down?"

There was a burst of "giggle" laughter behind him, and Han Chengwang turned his head and saw a charming woman looking at him and smiling, with a lot of charm between her eyebrows.

Han Chengwang took a step back, he naturally knew who the woman in front of him was, and he couldn't be too vigilant when facing her.

"How could Fairy Liu have time to come to Han?" his face was gloomy, his hands behind his back, ready for a big battle at any time.

Liu Cheng'er covered her mouth and laughed for a long time before she said slowly: "I just heard you call that son with a branch as the fifth son of Daoyun, can you really do it?"

"What are you doing?"

"How can Han Gongzi scold the slave family? The slave family also has an enmity with him. ”

Han Chengwang's hand relaxed slightly, and said with a smile: "It's Han who offended, I don't know what Fairy Liu's plan is?"

Liu Cheng'er's expression was slowly serious, and she said coldly: "Go to Thousand Sword Peak, and all grievances will be settled there." With that, he turned and walked west.

Looking at her back as she twisted her waist and left, Han Chengwang breathed a sigh of relief. This dangerous woman, I don't know what she is planning, but she is pitiful for the fifth son of Daoyun, I am afraid that she will die if she has no chance to reach the realm of the immortal master.

At that time, the host will blame him...... He rubbed his face and stopped thinking about it.

Just be careful and leave no handles.

The days in the secret realm are long, but they are as silent as the middle of the night. The wind blows up the dust on the ground, and after a moment it settles, like a short life, which has not yet had time to bloom and then fade away.

In the middle of the secret realm, Su Shili and Wudao were scarred, and several black-clothed monks behind them drove the two of them in the direction of the West Pavilion as if they were chasing prey......