Pang Xian looked back sideways, only to see a red-red light like fire breaking through the clouds from below, and the electric arrow star flew in. The person who knows that he is the protector of the Emei junior group of immortals, and now he has missed the opportunity, so he can only try to make a move.

"The Divine Monarch doesn't enjoy the boundless immortal blessings in the West Sea Lizhu Palace, what is the reason for running here to block the poor road?"

Stretching out his hand, the Five Poison Immortal Swords were like five swimming fish, wrapped in the three swords of Qingling, Jellyfish, and Tianxiao, bouncing and jumping to his side, and disappeared into his sleeve. Pang Xian was polite and questioned the humanitarian question.

As soon as this Fang appeared, he raised a huge pomp and circumstance, it was the Scattered Immortal Shaoyang Divine Monarch of the Pearl Palace on the West Sea Moqiu Island. He has cultivated the earth immortal for more than a thousand years, and his magic power can be called the world's cover.

Shaoyang Shenjun is very dignified, and Pang Xian is personable, neither humble nor arrogant, which is a big faux pas in his opinion. A junior who has been cultivating for less than a hundred years, in the face of the fact that he didn't even pay a big salute to pay homage, dared to ask what kind of arrogance should he be?

"Hmph! What a heavy evil spirit, I advise Your Excellency to return the Emei Seven Cultivation Sword as it was. Don't provoke yourself to death. ”

Pang Xian raised his eyebrows, and the expression on his face became cold. He has always adhered to the principle that people respect me a foot, and I respect people. Since the Shaoyang Divine Monarch relied on the old and betrayed the old, arrogantly instructing himself to bow to the Emei Immortals, how could he still be respectful to him?

"Shenjun has such a big face, but he is just a dog of the Emei faction, and he has the face to command this seat. This trip is a grievance between Lianping Mountain and Baixi Pond, how can you meddle in your affairs?"

"You...... Dare the hell!"

Shaoyang Shenjun was furious, his old man had been crisscrossing the Western Sea for thousands of years, and he had few opponents, and he was a little troubled by a Western Pole Sect, and later befriended the old man in the six monsters of the universe, which became more and more indispensable.

Emei opened the grand event, he was fortunate to participate in it, and saw the earth as an oven, zeolite molten sand, open up a fairyland. The heritage of such a great sect of Xuanmen made him breathtaking, and only then did he slightly restrain his arrogance and be convinced by the number one sect of Xuanmen today.

This time, he was entrusted by the dwarf Zhu Mei to take care of the younger generations. He has the heart to make friends and is determined to show off. laughed and said: "The rats who sit in the well and watch the sky have repeatedly offended me, who gave you the guts!"

Looking around at Qi Lingyun, Zhou Qingyun and the others, his smile was much softer, with a little solemnity of an elder, "A few little friends, don't panic." Let's wait for Lao Dao to help you get back the Seven Cultivation Swords!"

"Boom ......"

The words fell, and Shaoyang Shenjun and Pang Xian agreed, like two male lions fighting to vent the anger of thunder.

A bowl of big orbs, carrying thousands of wisps of thunder and fire, seemed like a comet cutting through the sky and attacking Pang Xian. This is the treasure refined by the Shaoyang Divine Monarch with the true fire of the etheric yin, the Fire Divine Bead.

Combined with its own innate fire, it is like adding fuel to the fire, adding infinite power, and the momentum is so fierce that it is rare in Pang Xian's life.

If it were an ordinary person, he would definitely be defeated by the Shaoyang Divine Monarch with one blow. The accumulation of years of immortals is enough to be called the ancestor of the Dao, the world is so big, there is no place to wantonly vertical and horizontal.

It's a pity that he met Pang Xian, he knew the power of Shaoyang Shenjun, and with a flick of his fingers, a blue sword light suddenly disappeared.

"Thorny!"

High in the sky, the wind is mighty, and it is extremely cold and damp. Pang Xian's blue sword light passed everywhere, as if the tide was ringing and the lightning was blowing, the air was permeated, and the water vapor was tidal.

The two compartments collided, like tens of millions of tons of gunpowder suddenly erupting between square inches. With a violent loud noise, thousands of flames were scattered, and at that time, smoke and light burst out, like countless golden arrows and rains, scattered and scattered.

In the dazzling and brilliant rain of fire, a condensed Xuanguang was like a practice, and it circled around the air and slashed towards the Shaoyang Divine Monarch.

"The Flame Divine Bead is nothing more than that!" Pang Xian sneered.

Shaoyang Shenjun's divine sense is so powerful, although Pang Xian has the intention to cover it, Xingwu Sword turned into a sword qi gossamer, inconspicuous, but still can't escape his senses.

"Hmph! Clever and villainous. ”

"Slash!"

The Taiyin true fire used in the fire god bead sacrifice can be gathered or dispersed, and it can be sent and received from the heart, otherwise it cannot be called the treasure of the earth immortals. He was not worried, his right shoulder shook, and a round of blue and white light rose from behind him.

This wheel is shaped like a crescent moon, white on the outside and green on the inside, shining with fine light, and shining in the sun. With a slight rotation, the sparks flew together, as if thousands of ancient seal runes were flying all over the sky.

"Qingyang Wheel! is the Qingyang Wheel of the Divine Monarch. Xuanshang Fairy Yang Jin said excitedly.

Yang Jin was born before awakening, and his vision and insight were not comparable to those of junior sword immortals. Seeing that Jin Chan and the others were puzzled, he explained with a smile: "This is the treasure of the Shaoyang Divine Monarch, refined by the true fire of Qiantian, and the power is outstanding. ”

"In the past, I heard that the Divine Monarch and the six Earth Immortal Elders of the West Pole Sect were fighting the law, burning the sky and boiling the sea, it was incredible, and I hated to watch it with my own eyes. Today, I have a long-cherished wish and can feast my eyes. ”

As soon as the Xingwu Sword approached the Qingyang Wheel, the light suddenly skyrocketed, and the blue light flashed, turning into a thousand-whisker poisonous claw, with a sucker stinger attached to it, and the whole body was like the true shape of a sapphire.

Qingyang Wheel is incomparably sharp, any divine gold meteorite iron will be cut in two, even if it is not destroyed at that time, it will be burned into a ball of stubborn iron because of the dry heavenly true fire.

Pang Xian's star Wu Jian turned into a true form, and the thousand bearded stingers immediately danced in the air, and the Qingyang wheel seemed to fall into the abyss, and a barbarian dragon coiled the treasure wheel and trapped it. The Qingyang Wheel that cut gold and iron couldn't cut through the poison.

"En?" Shaoyang Divine Monarch hurriedly pinched the Dao Technique, pulled the Taiyin True Fire scattered in the sky to a close place, and merged the Qiantian True Fire and the Innate C Fire, wrapped in the Xingwu Sword and burned it.

"Hehe! The flying sword refined by the essence of the water line can also appear in front of this seat? I don't know whether to live or die!"

The wind blew, Pang Xian's clothes were hunting, and he stood in the wind, which made him even more elegant. "Blind your dog eyes, you can't recognize the flying sword of your sect, and you still have the face to call yourself a well-known overseas scattered immortal?"

The two of them tossed and turned in the sky, as fast as an electric switch, and others could only see two afterimages floating back and forth with slightly poor eyesight, and the fighting method was so fierce that it was difficult to describe and paint.

"Cut! It's only you, an ignorant junior, that you regard the tattered things as a treasure, and the mixed patriarch has to obediently attach to the young in front of this seat. ”

"Presumptuous!"

When the patriarch of Mixed Yuan was alive, he took good care of Pang Xian, and Maoshan cultivation laid the foundation for his life, which is still inexhaustible. Shaoyang Shenjun offended Pang Xian this time.

"You are old and old, I wanted to save you some face, but you are really embarrassed!"

Qi Jincian lost the Tianxiao Sword, and his expression was a little sluggish, but when he heard that Pang Xian wanted to give Shaoyang Shenjun a good look, he couldn't help laughing and said: "The dog barks and wants to swallow the sky, it's really arrogant." Shaoyang senior, don't burn him to the ground, leave him with a remnant soul, so that he knows that the sky is high and the earth is thick, and there are some people he can't offend. ”

"Hey, hey, since the little friend has this leisure, the poor road can't help but satisfy you!"

Shaoyang Divine Monarch's thousand-year-old prestige, the Earth Immortal Ancestor, never put Pang Xian in his eyes, as if he had eaten him.