When the woman of the Blazing Gate was at peace in her heart, the smoke and dust in the square in front of the temple on the top of the Floating Light Sect had also dissipated, but everyone was not the two people who had not expected.

"On it. ”

When the monks of the various sects who were watching couldn't stop turning their heads around, Lu Xiufang, who was still looking straight ahead, and his eyes were on Chen San from beginning to end, couldn't help but mention the Blazing Flame Sect people beside him who also kept looking around.

Lu Xiufang mentioned this, and the people of the Blazing Flame Gate behind him immediately raised their heads and looked up in unison.

I saw that thousands of feet above the floating light faction, two tiny black dots were drawn into two black lines, constantly wandering and moving, one of the black dots around the body of two pink shadows flying, as if entangled by the pink shadow, this black dot is Bai Zhilong undoubtedly.

Bai Zhilong, who was entangled by two pink swords, was still trying to approach Luo Hongmei while trying his best to dodge in the air, because the speed was too fast, everyone below could only see a black dot swimming, it was difficult to see his figure clearly, only after several efforts to come to Luo Hongmei's body not far away, when he waved the light whip in his hand, his figure would be revealed in front of everyone's eyes for a moment, and then his figure turned into a black dot and ran away.

Luo Hongmei, who was fighting with Bai Zhilong, seemed very leisurely, although her body was constantly moving around, but the speed was not fast, only after Bai Zhilong approached not far from her body, her body suddenly shook, and quickly moved sideways. Floating beside him was an emerald green silk handkerchief that turned into the size of a zhang and shone with a bright green light, and as Luo Hongmei's figure shifted, it stayed by his side inseparably.

However, Luo Hongmei's two pink swords did not dare to approach Bai Zhilong at will, because the white light that had fixed a pink sword before was shot out of the small bronze mirror in Bai Zhilong's left hand from time to time.

Under Luo Hongmei's scruples, Bai Zhilong also broke through the entanglement of the two pink swords from time to time, and the long-standing light whip and bronze small mirror white light hit Luo Hongmei, and if Luo Hongmei at this time couldn't avoid it, he beckoned the emerald green silk handkerchief beside him to block the light whip and white light for him.

The light whip struck the emerald green silk handkerchief, but only wisps of green smoke came out, leaving a trace of inconspicuous scorch marks on the silk handkerchief, and there was not much achievement.

The white light of the bronze mirror falls on the silk handkerchief, and the effect is even more unbearable, and the silk handkerchief cannot be fixed like a pink sword at all.

I don't know when Luo Hongmei and Bai Zhilong, who disappeared in front of the eyes of many monks, and rose to the sky to fight, although they came and went so many times to defend and attack, as if they were testing each other and fighting more, but in the eyes of the monks who finally found the traces of the two below, it was a different feeling.

How rare is the battle of the monks of the Yuan Infant Stage?

When the Void Light Realm had its own legends, on average, there had never been a battle of Yuan Infant Stage monks under a thousand years, and the last time there was a battle of Yuan Infant Stage monks was 1,300 years ago.

At that time, a sect in the Void Light Realm produced a proud talent, and he cultivated to the Yuan Infant Stage in just two hundred and thirty years, but this Yuan Infant Monk was very arrogant, and he was very disdainful of the Blazing Fire Gate that had not moved away for thousands of years, and he was often disrespectful after the incarnation of the Yuan Infant Sect, and finally one day provoked the master of the Blazing Fire Gate to come to the mountain gate of the Yuan Infant Monk and bluntly instructed the monk in his conduct, and defeated him.

This Yuan Infant Monk seems to have relented after the defeat, but before the Sect moved to the Spirit Realm, he had said that if he was allowed to succeed in the upper Spirit Realm, he would definitely lead people back to remove no one from the Blazing Fire Gate.

As a result, 1,300 years later, the monk never returned, and this matter has become an interesting story that has been talked about for hundreds of years in the Void Light Realm.

The scarcity of the number of Yuan Infant Stage Monks in the Void Light Realm is one reason, and it is another reason that these Yuan Infant Stage Monks have too much to fight with the same level of monks at will, and so on, the battle of the Yuan Infant Stage Monks is difficult to happen, and even if it happens, it may not be easy to see.

Although the two Yuan Infant Stage monks in front of them have not yet done their best, they are also a rare insight in the eyes of the monks below except for Lu Xiufang, the Jindan period monks have benefited a lot from it, and the foundation building period monks have not benefited much but are also engrossed in staring, as for the enlightened period monks who can't comprehend anything at all, they are also staring at the two black lines in the sky with their eyes for a moment.

The battle of the Yuan Infant Monks, which is rare for thousands of years, is not in vain today's trip, this is the thought of the monks of the Enlightenment Period. Let's pick up the book

When almost all the onlookers looked at the two figures in the air, only Lu Xiufang was still silently watching Chen San, and the corners of her mouth pursed from time to time, as if she was very interesting.

The strangeness of the master of his own family fell in the eyes of the people of the Blazing Flame Gate from time to time, and they all felt strange in their hearts, wondering why the master of their own family did not watch the rare battle of monks of the same rank, but was watching the magic performance of a Jindan period monk. Although the unknown Jindan period monk in Cuiwei Building has outstanding treasures, and the magic seems to be quite powerful, after all, he is also a Jindan stage monk, and it is not worth the trouble of the Yuan Infant Stage Sect Master, so it ended in a battle between the Yuan Infant Stage monks who also had a sense of benefit from the door master.

It's not that Lu Xiufang doesn't want to watch a battle between Yuan Infant monks, but Chen San's abnormality fell in Lu Xiufang's eyes, but it made him more and more surprised and interested, combined with the giant pillar of light that fell from the sky in Cuiwei Town twenty-seven days ago, Lu Xiufang, who knew what was going on, was even more reluctant to take his eyes off Chen San.

Up to now, the number of monks of the Fuguang Sect who fell into Chen San's hands has reached more than one hundred and thirty, during this period, no matter how the Fuguang Sect monks organized, such as gathering a large number of people from the Foundation Building Period to attack Chen San alone, in order to make Chen San have some scruples to stop the attack of the magic treasure in his hand, so as to wait for his own head and elders to decide the victory and defeat and come back to solve this person, but they were easily killed and scattered by Chen San's astonishing speed and the strange absence of the evil knife.

If there were monks who continued to watch, it could be easily seen that Cuiwei Lou did not need to dispatch twenty-six foundation building period monks at all, and with only Chen Sanyi alone, he could slowly slaughter the low-level disciples of the Fuguang Sect.

In the face of the overwhelming number of attacks that focused more and more on his body, Chen San's speed also increased unconsciously, and soon he increased the speed of Chen Ling and a Floating Light Sect elder not far away, and looking at the calm look on his face, it seemed that he had not done his best.

Chen San's strength fell in the eyes of the Jindan period monks who couldn't stop watching from the two sides, naturally the expressions on their faces were very different, and the Jindan period monks in Cuiwei Building were surprised, and they were secretly happy in their hearts, while the Jindan period of the Fuguang Sect were shocked, and their hearts were like being pressed by stones.

Seeing that Chen San once again manipulated the evil knife to kill the two people of the Floating Light Sect's foundation building period, the Great Elder of the Floating Light Sect who was already about to crack his steel teeth and bite it, a man with a strong body and an ordinary face, the conspicuous thing was that the man who lacked his left ear sacrificed the Seven Rings Treasure Knife again, and when he hit Chen Ling's two silver hooks, he urged the Seven Rings of the Treasure Knife, and when Chen Ling noticed the soul-shaking demon sound that was far away from the Seven Rings of the Treasure Knife, he opened his mouth and shouted: "Two Elders, do you have to be ordered by the head of the sect before the two of you are willing to show up and kill the enemy!?" Now that the head of the sect is not here, I and the three elders are also inseparable, but the other party still has a powerful Jindan period monk slaughtering the people of the sect, if the two elders do not show up again, and wait for the other party to kill many people of the sect and come back to see it, I believe that the two elders will also be inevitably punished!"

As soon as the man's words came out, Fang Kao, Chen Ling and the others all changed their faces, and while blocking the opponent's counterattack, they observed the man's expression, wanting to see if the man was lying and threatening, in order to disturb the minds of himself and others.

When the monks were nervous, Chen San didn't seem to have heard it, and he still continued to kill the low-level disciples of the Floating Light Sect on his own, and the expression on his face did not change in the slightest.

The Jindan period monks in Cuiwei Building watched carefully for a moment, but they couldn't see anything unusual on the man's face, and their hearts were even heavier, as for the twenty-six foundation building period monks in Cuiwei Building.

If there are two more Jindan monks in the Fuguang Sect, one drags Chen San, and the other comes to clean up himself and the others, then the fate of himself and the others is believed to be the same as the previous low-level disciples of the Fuguang Sect.

The twenty-six foundation-building monks of Cuiwei Building thought so.

However, after a few breaths, the two elders in the man's mouth still did not appear. During this period, the monks of Cuiwei Building were distracted several times because of their relatives, Fang Kao, Chen Ling and other Jindan period monks were almost injured by the elders of the Fuguang Sect, and the twenty-six monks of the foundation building period were slightly injured two people, if it wasn't for Chen San's timely rescue, I am afraid that at the moment of injury, he would have been hit into meat sauce by dozens of magic treasures that followed.

"Hmph, fellow Daoists, this person is just lying and intimidating, we don't have to worry about it, we can let it go!"

Chen Ling snorted angrily, and shouted in her mouth, when the woman opened her mouth, a transparent crystal bead the size of longan also burst out of her mouth, turning into a phantom and hitting the face door of the man in front of her.

"Really?"

Chen Ling's voice never fell, and a gloomy voice reached everyone's ears, and the voice seemed to be pouring in from all directions, making it difficult to find out where the owner of the voice was, and the moment the voice entered the ear, Chen Ling's face immediately changed greatly, and the crystal bead that flew out of it was only a few feet away, and it was immediately summoned back by his divine thoughts.

When Jingzhu returned to Chen Ling's side and went around to the left side of her face, a black shadow appeared in front of Jingzhu, and hit Jingzhu with a crisp sound, and when Jingzhu flew away diagonally, the black shadow was still going straight to Chen Ling's left pretty face.