"I don't know what race the Charm is. Zheng Qianqiu shook his head: "Meizun has always appeared in a smoke-like form by my side, and I don't know if she is a dark cultivator." ”

There is no way to judge the truth of Zheng Qianqiu's words, but the third prince still nodded: "In this case, the emperor believes you for the time being." ”

Then, his painting style changed: "However, you have to capture the charm with this emperor, and then, after going to the royal city with this emperor to resume your life, as for whether you really colluded with the dark Xiuzhen clan, everything is up to my father to decide." ”

Listening to the words of the third prince, King Youlan sneered in his heart, wanting him to go to the royal city was simply a dream

"No way, this king said no, there is none. ”。

"It seems that King Youlan doesn't want to cooperate with the emperor. Suddenly, the eyes of the third prince sharpened, and he didn't speak so politely. And the venerable elder behind him released his divine thoughts and locked it firmly, King Youlan, and then, a breath of the Eight Realms of Jindan burst out from him.

"It's difficult for the three princes to be strong. The King of Youlan did not show weakness, and at the same time, a powerful aura erupted from his body, colliding with the aura of the elder.

Both of them are cultivators of the Jindan Eight Realms, and the collision of the two breaths seems to be evenly matched, but the Youlan King still faintly occupies the upper peak, after all, he is the master of a sect, although he is also the Jindan Eight Realms, his cultivation is still deeper.

At this time, Yang Yufan and Meizun couldn't fight. Yang Yufan was worried about the danger of the people of Xuanyuan Sect, while Meizun was in a posture of watching a play, and she was the happiest when the human race fought to death.

Haori Divine Palace slowly shrank, suspended above Yang Yufan's head, he held the Golden Thunder Sword tightly, and his body slowly fell, but his qi machine firmly locked on the Meizun, as long as the Meizun had the slightest abnormal movement, he would send out a thunderous blow. And Mei Zun just looked at Yang Yufan with a smile from beginning to end, as if she was not in a hurry to catch Yang Yufan now.

Soon Yang Yufan landed among the five Caixia Fairies.

Yang Yufan didn't have much time to talk to Caixia and the others, he just simply told them about Qing'er's situation.

"Little Senior Sister, you have to be careful, I feel that King Youlan will make a big move next. Yang Yufan looked at the five Caixia people with solemn eyes and instructed.

Caixia Meimu looked at the little junior brother who was standing in front of him, and it had only been three years, and she had gradually matured and stabilized, and her heart stretched out a full sense of security. Since Senior Brother Xuanyuanzi turned away, Fairy Caixia always felt that danger was coming at any time, and there was a feeling that Xuanyuanzong was about to be wiped out.

Now it's okay, there is a little junior disciple whose combat power is comparable to that of the Faxiang True Monarch, and he is also a fourth-order spiritual heaven master who can refine spiritual weapons, I believe that no one dares to underestimate their Xuanyuan Sect, and she found that the monks around her all cast kind glances.

As long as you can survive this catastrophe, no one will dare to move Xuanyuanzong in the Dayu Dynasty, even if it is the Dayu royal family, you have to treat Xuanyuanzong with three points.

A fourth-order Spirit Heavenly Master had such an influence.

The third prince standing in front also threw a kind smile at Yang Yufan, and he felt that all that he had done was worth it. In fact, to say that he was angry with the King of Youlan, it was really all for the supreme decree of the human race, killing the dark Xiuzhen clan, this is obviously unrealistic, not many people believe it when he says it, after all, the age of the decree of the human race is too old, and that bloody battle is too far away for him, so far away that he doesn't know what kind of experience it is.

"King Youlan, this emperor repeats, you really don't plan to follow this emperor to the royal city?"

"Hmph. King Youlan snorted coldly, he didn't speak, but it was obvious that he wanted to express the meaning, he just didn't want to go.

"Ladies and gentlemen, it seems that the King of Youlan is determined to be with the Dark Cultivator Clan. The third prince looked at the surrounding monks, and then he said loudly: "The supreme decree of the Inheritance Clan, the Youlan Sect and the Dark Xiuzhen Clan collude, and those who dare to resist will be killed." ”

"Kill, kill!" The monks who followed behind the three princes took out their magic weapons and shouted in unison to the sky. Suddenly, a powerful aura erupted from their bodies, converging and intertwining with each other in the void, gradually forming a terrifying aura storm, crushing towards the Youlan King and the disciples of the Youlan Sect.

And at this time, almost all the disciples of the Youlan Sect came behind the Youlan King Youtong, and the gap between the people on the two sides was obviously very large, only he and his son were the strength of the Jindan Realm on the side of the Youlan Sect, on the other hand, looking at the monks behind the three princes, there were more than ten people in their Jindan Realm, and there were even more monks in the Danfu Realm, which was several times that of the Youlan Sect.

Looking at the torrent of aura condensed towards the opposite side, the disciples of the Youlan Sect all showed surprise, in the face of so many Jindan Ancestors, could they really win?

However, at this moment, King Youlan laughed: "Haha, the third prince, the third prince, you really think that you have eaten this king." Don't forget what this place is. ”

"What!" The third prince suddenly felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly ordered everyone to retreat, but it was already too late.

I saw that the King of Youlan quickly summoned a black bell from his body, exuding a simple and cold aura.

The Black Bell, the spirit weapon of the Zhenzong of the Youlan Sect.

"Youlan True Flame Great Array, get up!" King Youlan pinched the seal in his hand, and pointed at the Black Immortal Bell, a spiritual weapon that flew out of his body.

Suddenly, the Black Bell burned with a raging black flame and flew into the air, and then, disappeared as if it had disappeared into the depths of the void.

"Boom, boom!"

With the concealment of the Black Darkness, the entire Wuji Square, not to mention the entire Youlan Sect, shook, and then, black formations appeared on the Wuji Square.

Black pillars of fire rushed out from the ground, and the entire sky above the Youlan Sect was covered in black flames.

Then, these black pillars of fire, a burst of change, instantly turned into evil dragons burning with black flames, and then, a black light curtain enveloped the entire Wuji Square.

Suddenly, a frozen heaven and earth, a cold and icy aura permeated the entire 'Youlan True Flame Great Array'.

At this time, a terrible scream came out, and Yang Yufan followed the prestige, and saw a Jindan Realm Ancestor, because he couldn't dodge it, he was hit by a trace of black true flame on his left arm, and in an instant, his left arm was covered by a layer of black crystals, and then, his entire left arm fell off directly from his body.

"Poof" was like a thin water bag falling from the sky, and the left arm of the Jindan Ancestor fell to the ground and directly turned into a pile, black fine broken crystals, which merged into the earth.