The time of a stick of incense has passed in the blink of an eye, and just when many people are in despair, their eyes suddenly light up.

Because they saw that the mountain gate of Qingyun Mountain was open at this moment, and countless Yiyun Sect monks rushed out, quickly forming a large formation under Qingyun Mountain. There were about 3,000 of these disciples wearing fiery red robes, and all of them were cultivators who had entered the realm of gods.

When all these disciples stood still, from the passage between the two phalanxes, more than thirty cultivators who were obviously a cut above those ordinary disciples walked out with solemn faces. Among the more than 30 people, the leader is an old man with a clear face, and a huge fuchsia gourd hangs from the old man's waist.

"Isn't this person Yi Yunfei? Yi Yunfei didn't appear, did he really leave?" A monk searched through the crowd, but he didn't see Yi Yunfei at all, and couldn't help but exclaim.

"It seems that the other forces that went to Yiyun Sect to help the fist did not all go out, it seems that only the sect master of the Kaiyang Sect and the people from the Dongming Palace have come out!"

"Yi Yunfei ran away, the so-called Terran co-master, what a big joke!" The children of the Xia family pouted and sneered, they had always had little affection for Yi Yunfei, and at this moment they were even more gloating.

"Master, the sect master won't run, he must have something delayed, and ask the master to help the sect master buy a little time!" On the edge of the Golden Scale River, Yang Ruoxi knelt on her knees and knelt in front of Shen Xueling, begging bitterly.

Shen Xueling's face was cold and did not respond, her eyes did not look at Yang Ruoxi at all, and looked straight at the back of a person.

Standing in front of Shen Xueling was Qin Chengcheng.

At this moment, Qin Qingcheng didn't show any emotion, she seemed to be an ordinary spectator, just calmly watching the confrontation under Qingyun Mountain. Her face was so calm that no one could tell what she was thinking.

"Master, you won't die without help, right? Yi Yunfei's temper I know, even if he knows that he can't beat him, he won't let go if he doesn't fight to break the bloodstream, we still have to help him buy some time. I'm afraid this kid doesn't know where to hide now, as long as he delays a little time, he will definitely jump out alive!" Zhou Yuwei tried her best to calm her tone, she wanted to show her absolute confidence in Yi Yunfei in front of Shi Yingzhi. It's just that her dignified face has already betrayed the nervous emotions in her heart.

Shi Yingzhi sighed, reached out and touched Zhou Yuwei's head, and nodded lightly. In fact, she is not optimistic about Yi Yunfei in her heart, and she has long seen through Zhou Yuwei's clumsy acting skills. It's just that she has an upright heart, and she has already decided in her heart that as a human race, there is no reason to retreat in the face of the provocation of the demon race.

"Tianshu Palace Pei Daoqi, bring your disciples, come to help!" A clear voice came from the direction of Nanguang City, the streamer flickered, and hundreds of figures appeared next to Yi Yunzong's formation when the voice fell.

The disciples of Tianshu Palace and the disciples of Yi Yun Sect stood next to each other, Pei Daoqi looked at Yuan Gui Sect, who was the leader of Yi Yun Sect at this moment, and the two looked at each other and nodded.

Pei Daoqi had an inquiry in his eyes, and Yuan Guizong understood it and shook his head gently. Pei Daoqi nodded slightly, there was no dissatisfaction in his eyes, but with warm encouragement and great trust.

This was the end of the brief exchange between the two, but it was as if they had a long talk. Although there were no words, whether it was Yuan Guizong or Pei Daoqi, they had clearly expressed their intentions, that is, they absolutely did not believe that Yi Yunfei would escape.

"Yaoguang Star Sect, Shi Yingzhi, bring your disciples, come to help!" Shi Yingzhi's voice came from the other side of the Golden Scale River, and in the eyes of everyone, with Zhou Yuwei and the rest of the disciples, he crossed the river in the air, and quickly stood with the disciples of Yiyun Sect.

"What?

"Do you think we are all fools like you? Why did the demon clan come? If we don't kill you at this moment, the demon clan will let us go when it comes? Compared with your demon clan, our human race is really a lot worse!" Yuan Guizong casually lifted the gourd, poured a sip of wine, and said with a sneer.

Everyone understands what he said, but no one wants to say it. Perhaps many people have a fluke mentality, hoping that if the human race is defeated in the future, they will be able to find a glimmer of life. But everyone also understands that only a small number of people can get this glimmer of life.

At this moment, this fig leaf was casually lifted by Yuan Guizong, and the monks of the human race and the demon race were silent. The demon clan was speechless, and everyone knew what the purpose of the demon clan's invasion was. And the Terran monks, many people have begun to face their hearts in this moment of silence, if the demon clan invades, if they are passive, will there be a chance to escape the catastrophe.

"Sect Master Yi, aren't you really going to come out? Although we are demon clans, we also know the principle of mutual respect, we have come from afar, and a few people have been treated rudely by Sect Master Yi, so don't blame me for being polite!" Cao Jiema's tone was cold, and he diverted the topic. Many people have already heard the meaning of his words, and they are ready to tear their faces at this moment and no longer abide by the so-called agreement.

"When you become a, you still want to set up an archway, if you want to fight, you will stand, why are you so verbose?" Yuan Guizong drank lightly, the breath on his body suddenly exploded, and the terrifying wave overwhelmingly rushed towards the demon monk.

The faces of the major demon kings changed greatly, and they didn't pay much attention to Yuan Guizong, thinking that they were just characters like the elders of Yi Yun Sect. Unexpectedly, this inconspicuous old man was actually a master they had never heard of. Their bodies were tense, and it was not easy to withstand the terrifying aura of Yuan Guizong, and in a hurry, they were almost suppressed by this aura and made a fool of themselves in front of everyone.

And the monks of the Great Demon Realm behind them were not as stable as them, and many of them screamed and quickly retreated, as if they had seen a flood beast. And there were more Great Demon Monks left, their limbs were paralyzed, as if they had met a natural enemy, their faces were pale, their foreheads were drenched in cold sweat, their hearts were full of fighting spirit, and they looked at Yuan Guizong with dull eyes.

"Who are you?" Cao Jiema's fingers holding the weapon turned white for a while, and he asked in horror.

"He's my master!"

"Are you Yi Yunfei's master?"

Two voices sounded almost simultaneously, one from Cao Jiema's mouth, and the other from Qingyun Mountain.