The two elders made a move against him, which was both reasonable and unexpected for Luo Yun.

When the demon clan on Thunder Snake Island was in trouble, he took advantage of the chaos to make a move, and four of the five demon cultivators died under his sword, and in the end, all these demon cultivators were destroyed.

But in any case, in the final analysis, the reason is because of the arrival of the Deadwood Demon Lord.

Even if the five demon cultivators were intact, would this "deal" be successfully concluded?

This was obviously impossible, so even if he killed the demon cultivator, it would not be a reason for the two elders to do something to him.

"But you're not convinced?" Ye Zhengtao said.

Luo Yun said: "I would like to hear about it." ”

"It's not because you killed these five demon cultivators, it's because your actions reveal your inner thoughts. ”

"I see. Luo Yun suddenly realized, "Since the junior has done it, it naturally means that the junior has objections to the transaction between the Inner City of the Three Realms and the Dark Penglai. ”

He raised his lips again and smiled: "The five demon cultivators who have been raised by more than twenty demon cultivators by devouring each other have four more died at the hands of the juniors, which also shows that the juniors not only have ideas, but also have strong enough cultivation - although they are not as good as the two elders, they must have surprised you Elder Ye." ”

Although Ye Zhengtao was noncommittal on the surface, what he thought in his heart was not much different from what Luo Yun said.

He took a fancy to Luo Yun at the beginning, naturally because he was strong enough and taciturn. Even after coming to the inner city for many years, he didn't deliberately inquire about everything in the inner city, except for completing errands, the rest was to go back to his room to practice, as if he was not interested in anything other than practice.

Those monks who chose to stay in the inner city and then become guests of the Seven Families may have experienced too much, as long as they have abundant resources to allow them to practice, they have a very light view of demonic things.

He thought that Luo Yun would also be such a monk.

However, Ye Zhengtao actually looked away.

What he looked away from was not only Luo Yun's actions, but also Luo Yun's cultivation!

No matter how you look at it, it is the cultivation of the Tong Pulse Realm, but after tonight, there is a fascination and indescribable strength everywhere - whether he is fighting against the Dead Wood Demon Lord or dealing with Thunder Decay, he has been distracted by Luo Yun.

When Luo Yun killed those demon cultivators, he used spiritual power!

If you talk about the strength of Xingyuan's power, I believe that Luo Yun will definitely not be able to compete with him, but in terms of spiritual power, since Ye Zhengtao stepped into the threshold of the Tongmai Realm and was able to access the power of Xingyuan to enter the Tongmai, there has never been so much spiritual power in the Inner Universe Realm!

You must know that the spiritual power is all piled up with spirit crystals and spirit stones - between heaven and earth, there is not so much spiritual power.

But in any case, although the spiritual power and the demonic qi restrain each other, there is no advantage in dealing with the monks who are also immortals.

Luo Yun was personally introduced to the city lord by him, and if he didn't deal with it tonight, the city lord wouldn't be able to pass the pass.

Thinking of this, Ye Zhengtao's face showed a fierce look.

Luo Yun continued: "If you let the juniors leave here alive today, it will leak out." In the event of an uproar in the Three Realms Continent, how can the Inner City of the Three Realms maintain its supreme position? And how can the scattered cultivators in the Three Realms Continent be convinced? I am afraid that in the future, there will never be any more casual cultivators to come here to practice...... In that case—" His tone was full of sarcasm, "Where did the Hidden House suck blood from the scattered cultivators for you? If there are no casual cultivators here, how can there be a monk like Rong Wei who has fallen into the demon because of the demonic qi entering the body, and what are you doing to make a deal with Dark Penglai in exchange for huge resources for you?"

"Shut up. Ye Zhengtao said angrily, "Don't know the inside story, don't talk about the inner city of the Three Realms!"

"Needless to say. Elder Jiang said suddenly, and with a wave of his hand, a streamer of light suddenly flew towards Luo Yun from where he was.

Luo Yun stretched out his hand to catch it, and a feeling of excitement spread throughout his body, and the several arrays of swords he carried with him, and even the heart sword in the sea of knowledge, also felt a slight sense of excitement.

Jiang Feng Sword!

Both familiar and unfamiliar.

It's still the same sword body as autumn water, and it's still that demonic red.

But the entire sword is far from being comparable to that day, and this sword has become a spirit sword of the immortal level!

Divine Sense Exploration, his mark is still there, and the sword intent contained in it that originally belonged to him when he fought side by side with this sword has become more and more powerful and pure because of this recasting!

Elder Jiang's move can be described as frank.

Luo Yun was extremely grateful in his heart, his face was solemn, and he shook it heavily, "Thank you Elder Jiang for recasting this sword." With that, he slowly lifted the sword, the sword body was vertical, left his palm, and stood directly above him, and a royal momentum of the commander of ten thousand swords that he was familiar with faintly emanated from the sword body.

"Junior Luo Yun, ask Elder Jiang for advice with the sword formation. ”

He was already in the formation.

At the moment when the Deadwood Demon Lord fell, he had already been locked into Elder Jiang's sword array as the next target.

Elder Jiang said lightly: "If you can break out of the formation, I will let you live." ”

Ye Zhengtao's face suddenly sank.

Previously, Elder Jiang had already handed over the spirit sword in his hand to Luo Yun, how could the spirit sword forged by his hand be mortal?

Although his sword formation even lost the Deadwood Demon Lord in the formation, no matter how strong Luo Yun was, he couldn't break the formation, but talking to himself like this certainly made him extremely unhappy in his heart.

But Luo Yun had already turned to him, and laughed softly: "Elder Ye, the junior is not a demon clan or a demon clan, but it is your junior, and he is a fellow immortal sect. If the juniors can get lucky enough to break the formation, is there still Elder Ye with nine fellow Daoists waiting for me to fight in the wheel?"

The purpose of saying this is naturally to fight for himself tonight, it is already difficult to break the formation, if there is Ye Zhengtao to make a move later, he is afraid that he will die for a lifetime, so he deliberately squeezes Ye Zhengtao with words.

Knowing that this was an agitated general, Ye Zhengtao had only one choice, so he was naturally extremely angry!

"Elder Jiang and I are very similar people, even if we deal with the Deadwood Demon Lord, it is enough for Elder Jiang to make a move alone. For juniors like you, how can you bully too much and how little you do! If you break the formation, I will let you go tonight. ”

How could Luo Yun not understand the meaning of Ye Zhengtao's words, but tonight, until tomorrow, if he catches up and kills him, it will not be regarded as Ye Zhengtao not keeping his promise.

But this night, I'm afraid it's the limit of what Ye Zhengtao can promise, Luo Yun nodded and said, "Thank you." ”

The words fell, and all his divine consciousness was concentrated in the array!

There are still countless dead sword intents surging from all directions.

He was in the formation, and he realized that this formation could not be followed, because the things that surrounded him and kept invading were exactly the same, without even the slightest change!

It was like a pool of stagnant water, slowly pouring and rising from all around, trying to swallow him up.