"Oh my God, is it really the three of them?"

The countless cultivators below were shocked, and the three people in the clouds were the Canghe, Qingxu, and Mo Changkong in the mouth of the Northern Hell Son before.

These three people entered the Yuan Infant Realm in their early years, and they have been contemplating life and death for nearly a hundred years, and they have hardly gone out, but the names of these three people are known to everyone in Zhongzhou.

"They won't have reached the middle stage of the Yuan Infant now, right? Did the Zuoqiu family invite them with a pill of Silence Annihilation?"

The crowd was boiling, but they didn't expect that such a big figure would be attracted today, and there would be a good show to watch next.

Xiao Chen's heart condensed, secretly thinking that Zhongzhou was indeed the Hidden Dragon and Crouching Tiger, and said to the clouds: "Three seniors! Xiao doesn't want to be your enemy, so please leave as soon as possible!"

The old man holding the dust sneered: "I don't know how thick the sky is!" After drinking and sweeping the dust down, it was suddenly pressed down like a thousand forces, and countless buildings on the ground collapsed directly under the impact of this force, turning into flying ashes.

Seeing this, the twelve women shouted in unison: "Master be careful!" Soaring into the air, a defensive barrier was laid in an instant, but how did the twelve of them resist the blow of the middle of the Yuan Infant, the barrier was broken in an instant, and the twelve people smashed to the ground like a meteorite.

The dust was flying, and the onlookers outside had already fled far away, but this scene was still clearly visible, and even the combined efforts of the twelve people of the dark incense floating moon dusk could not resist the power of a whisk of dust, and the middle of the Yuan Infant was really terrifying.

Xiao Chen picked up the woman closest to him: "Is there something wrong?"

The woman was not much injured, and said, "The subordinates are not well protected, please forgive the master!"

Xiao Chen flicked his sleeves and shot two cold glances towards the clouds: "Xiao respects you, if you don't listen, then leave your name!"

The old man holding the dust sneered: "Qingxu!" As he spoke, he and the other two turned into three sword lights and fell to the ground.

"Do you really think that our older generation is not here, and you juniors can turn the world upside down in the Purple Mansion with a little skill?"

His words were full of intimidation, even the cultivators who were hundreds of zhang away felt this great pressure, in recent years, the older generation has not gone out, and the younger generation of cultivators have indeed become more and more vigorous.

In the face of this strength, Xiao Chen was not afraid at all, and said coldly: "The older generation, with you who is only three hundred years old, you dare to call the older generation in front of me?"

Qing Xuzi's eyes narrowed, and he said, "Oh, you are the Xiao Chen who has been rumored recently, right? ”

Canghe said lightly: "Qingxu Old Dao, what are you doing with a few juniors? ”

Yitong smiled lightly: "Little dolls, aren't you afraid of chewing your tongue when you bite a mouthful?"

"Yes!" Qingxuzi's eyes flashed with coldness, and suddenly a whisk of dust swept towards him, his pupils did not dodge, and with a stroke of his fingers, thousands of flying flowers swept in, resisting the power of this dust.

Qing Xuzi's eyes narrowed, and he said in a deep voice: "Yes, at a young age, he has already cultivated the realm of the Yuan Infant. ”

"Haha!" Yitong raised his head and smiled: "There are all the laws in the world, and the different paths lead to the same end, I am not a Yuan Infant Realm, but it is probably enough to deal with a little doll like you." ”

"Then you can give it a try!" Qingxuzi snorted deeply, like a lightning bolt.

On the other side, the crane holding the wooden staff moved, and attacked the dust stain Feihua, the dust stain Feihua smiled lightly, waved the fan, and suddenly appeared two doppelgangers, fighting with the crane, although it was a clone, but it did not fall behind at all.

The cultivator in the distance exclaimed, "The result of his doppelganger's technique is as rumored, it is already superb!"

And Mo Changkong, who was carrying the fairy sword in the end, seemed to see Xiao Chen's cultivation as the lowest, and he was overjoyed in his heart, and he took off the sword and slashed it with a sword.

"Be careful, master!"

The twelve women's bodies moved, and the wind galloped to block the sword, but they were each shocked and flew back, Xiao Chen jumped up in the air, and said coldly: "I am a senior, but I am not a teacher, I am willing to be with thieves, and today Xiao will end your era!"

The cultivators in the distance were very excited, the characters of the older generation reappeared after a hundred years of seclusion, but the three rising stars dared to fight with one of them today! The Purple Mansion, which had been silent for a hundred years, was finally not calm.

Many people looked up to the east, only to see black clouds rising at the junction of the sky, but it did not seem to be a sign of rain, and they couldn't help but feel an inexplicable panic.

And today, the entire Zuoqiu family mansion has also been shrouded in clouds, and this does not seem to be the soul devouring halberd in Xiao Chen's hand.

Mo Changkong couldn't help but be stunned when he saw that Xiao Chen actually took the initiative to attack, this son was clearly the lowest, why did the momentum appear to be the strongest? He stared at the Soul Devouring Halberd in Xiao Chen's hand, thinking that this demon soldier was so evil that he didn't dare to be careless, he stepped back, and at the same time slapped his palm at the other party.

The palm force instantly formed a huge golden handprint in the air, and it was about to shatter the space, and when the palm was slapped down, the ground suddenly shook, and everything nearby turned into flying ashes, and even several high-platform buildings in the distance collapsed under the agitation of the remaining force, and some unlucky cultivators who wanted to watch the battle from a close distance were shocked and bled and flew out.

The dust was flying, the ground was silent, and the twelve women in the distance shouted loudly: "Master!"

However, after a long time, there was not a trace of echo, and even the cultivators who were watching the battle from a distance were stunned: "He is so strong, in the end, he still can't resist the blow of the Yuanying cultivator......?"

Mo Changkong sneered, thinking to himself, no matter how strong you are, what if you are only a cultivator of the Yudan Realm after all, in front of the Yuanying cultivator, there is only one end, and that is to destroy the form and spirit!

"Hey, hey!"

At this moment, a sneer suddenly came from the low-altitude smoke and dust, and Mo Changkong's face changed greatly: "What!"

"The Yuan Infant Cultivator can slap a Jiedan cultivator to death with one palm, this kind of ghost setting is useless to Lao Tzu, who is the protagonist of this world!

I saw a long mang on the ground flying into the air, Xiao Chen carrying the phoenix fire wings, rushing into the sky like a nirvana rebirth, breaking through the clouds, and stabbing at Mo Changkong with a halberd.

"What!" Mo Changkong just saw that he was slapped to the ground by his own palm, and at this moment he was unscathed, this is absolutely impossible, when he lost his mind, he was stabbed in the abdomen by a halberd.

Fortunately, he was quite profound, and hurriedly flew back into the air, pointing at Xiao Chen and said, "How is it possible! I obviously saw you dead just now! How could you ......?"

At the end of his speech, he gradually began to talk to himself, and finally showed a very frightened gaze, and muttered, "Is it ...... Are you ......?"

"Hey, hey, you know, you don't have to say it......"

The cultivators in the distance didn't know what was going on, just now some people did see Xiao Chen being slapped with a palm, but at this moment, the other party was unscathed, which was really puzzling.

Xiao Chen looked at the ground below and said to the twelve women: "This person has been injured, you help me drag him, I'm going to save people!"

Flying out for about four or five miles, he faintly felt an unusual breath fluctuation coming out of the ground, and before he could react, he was immediately hit by a monstrous force, this power came violently and quickly, Rao is he had a true qi body, and he was also knocked out and vomited blood and flew back.

Falling back to the ground, the twelve women moved, and immediately held him up: "Is the master injured?"

Xiao Chen wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, shook his head and said, "I'm fine." "Looking up at the first place in the east, what is the matter with that powerful force just now? And that terrifying aura, it has far exceeded the Yuanying Realm, could it be the Silent Annihilation Realm, could it be that the Zuoqiu family actually has such a terrifying existence......

At this time, Dusty Feihua and Yitong also stopped, and they all felt this faint and terrifying aura in an instant, and Qing Xuzi and the other three immediately retreated far away, concentrating on vigilance.

Gradually, this breath became more and more real, and everyone felt it, it came from the underground of Zuoqiu's house, and countless people were already pale under this terrible aura, and they trembled in fright.

"It's been a thousand years, and the person I'm looking for, has I finally found it......"