Chu Huaiyu was chased to the east by a group of black shadows, then to the south by another group of black shadows, and then chased to the north by another group of black shadows that appeared out of thin air, and then was chased back again, running around again and again, Chu Huaiyu's spiritual power was exhausted and looked at the black shadows in the distance with a desperate face, the strange thing is that he didn't run away, this group of cannibalistic black shadows also stopped, and when Chu Huaiyu recovered a little bit of mana, he continued to run after him, and when his spiritual power was exhausted, he stopped again, and came and went, Chu Huaiyu was completely tossed and lost his temper。

Nie Hong, who was standing in the wind on the crescent moon, laughed in his heart, turtle son, see if you will still be angry in the future! But Nie Hong is just playing with him, Xiao Yu has not come out yet, Nie Hong is not ready to kill him, he has to stay and wait for Xiao Yu to come out to deal with him.

At this time, Xiao Yu was standing on the cliff by the sea with his hands in his hands, looking at Qing Yang who was looking around blankly not far away with a sneering expression.

"Stinky boy, where is this?" Qing Yang saw Xiao Yu on the edge of the cliff and asked, no matter where he went, he could toss Xiao Yu in his eyes, and he didn't realize that there was something wrong with him suddenly breaking into an unfamiliar environment.

Xiao Yu glanced at him lightly, and shook his head secretly, once this old horseman was like an insurmountable mountain in front of him, often overwhelming himself, but now in front of him, he is just an ant who can be manipulated at will, but he is still so arrogant.

"Don't think that pretending to be a ghost here, the old man is afraid of you! Everything is a fart in the face of strong strength!" Qing Yang sneered, his mana was agitated, and the Seven Divine Whip in his hand came out again and smashed towards Xiao Yu.

"Weng!" With a burst of green light, seven highly poisonous creatures flashed again, and when they saw Xiao Yu not far away, they pounced on it one after another.

However, Xiao Yu had a calm and calm expression from beginning to end, and it seemed that he had never taken Qing Yang and his Seven Divine Whips in his eyes. Until the Seven Divine Whip was less than ten centimeters away from Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu grabbed it casually and grabbed the Seven Divine Whip in his hand, and the seven highly poisonous creatures with teeth and claws immediately became honest and retracted the Seven Divine Whip one after another.

"What?" Qing Yang was taken aback, and at the moment when Xiao Yu grabbed the Seven Divine Whips, he had lost contact with the Seven Divine Whips. How is this possible, no matter what, he doesn't believe that Xiao Yu can cut off the connection between him and the Seven Divine Whip, this Seven Divine Whip is the magic weapon left by Tianxuan Ancestor, after tens of thousands of years of tempering, Qing Yang has refined the Seven Divine Whip into his own natal magic weapon, it can be said that this Seven Divine Whip is directly linked to his own life, the whip is in the person, the whip is dead, and it is impossible to be forcibly taken away by others.

But now, he has completely lost communication with the Seven Divine Whips, how can this not make him shocked, Qing Yang can be said to be annoyed and angry, jumping like thunder, with a wave of his long sleeves, a powerful true qi instantly rolled towards Xiao Yu, "Stinky boy, return my magic weapon!"

The powerful mana came violently, but as soon as it touched Xiao Yu's body, it was like a sea of mud, and even the corners of Xiao Yu's clothes were not lifted.

Qing Yang slapped Xiao Yu on the body, but it was like hitting an iron plate, and the palm of his hand immediately became red and swollen, and under the pain, he quickly withdrew his right hand, staring at Xiao Yu with an incredible face, "Are you a human or a ghost?"

No wonder Qing Yang was so rude, everything that happened here completely subverted his worldview, just ask how could a god-transforming stage monk who was several levels lower than himself be able to suffer a blow with all his strength and still be intact, unless the other party was not human at all!

Xiao Yu looked coldly at Qing Yang's performance like a clown, and laughed in his heart, is this still the high-ranking Xuandao Five Ancestors? It looks no different from an angry low-level monk.

Qing Yang was unwilling, and tried several times, but every time he hit it with all his might, it was no different from ordinary people's fists and feet, so that Qing Yang suddenly ran away like a ghost, and looked back at Xiao Yu in horror as he ran.

It wasn't until he ran far away and couldn't see the tall cyan figure anymore that Qing Yang breathed a sigh of relief, wiped a handful of cold sweat, and muttered, "What's wrong with this Nima?

"Weird! The mana is still there!" Qing Yang was completely confused, since the mana was still there, why did he hit Xiao Yu, but he didn't feel any discomfort, could it be that his cultivation was already so strong that he was so powerful that he was far better than himself?

Impossible! Absolutely impossible, Qing Yang instantly denied his thoughts, if Xiao Yu really cultivated far better than himself, why did he have the upper hand with his sharp marksmanship but repeatedly failed to defeat himself when he fought fiercely with himself,

Thinking of Xiao Yu's strange appearance like a god, Qing Yang's heart tightened, and he secretly looked in the direction he came, confirming that he couldn't see Xiao Yu's figure anymore, and then completely relieved himself.

However, the moment Qing Yang turned his head, a familiar voice immediately sounded behind him, "Old horseman, are you looking for me?"

"Who?" Qing Yang's nerves were quite fragile at this time, and when he heard the sound, he quickly turned his head, and then his pupils contracted sharply, and a tall cyan figure stood in front of him with his hands in his hands, only a few meters away from him, who was it not Xiao Yu.

"You...... How did you get here?" Qing Yang forced himself to calm down and shouted sharply.

"Naturally, it flew over!" Xiao Yu said with a playful smile.

"Impossible! Impossible! You have only become a cultivator in the Divine Stage, it is impossible to have such a fast speed, you are not a human, you are a ghost?" A Xuan Dao Five Ancestor who had once surpassed the vast majority of cultivators was driven crazy by Xiao Yu alive.

Qing Yang turned around and started to run again, Xiao Yu was not in a hurry to catch up, and after he ran thousands of miles away, Xiao Yu quietly appeared beside him again, and suddenly scared Qing Yang into bloodlessness, in fact, people who cultivate truth are talking about changing their lives against the sky, only those who are truly strong in cultivation know how small people are in front of the powerful destiny, and those who have truly comprehended the mystery of cultivating truth believe in things like ghosts and gods.

"Don't come here! Don't come here! Please don't come again!" Qing Yang looked at Xiao Yu with a frightened face, turned around and ran again, but as before, every time he was about to run out of Xiao Yu's sight, Xiao Yu immediately appeared beside him, and gradually, Qing Yang was already frightened to the point of fragility and mental breakdown, and finally plunged into the quaint and desolate Flood Forest.

Xiao Yu changed his previous decision, and planned to let him fend for himself in the Flood Desolate Forest, a powerful ancient desolate beast had already appeared in the desolate forest, and its strength was far from being comparable to Qingyang, therefore, there was no need for Xiao Yu to do it at all, naturally there were ancient desolate beasts to clean up Qingyang's old horseman for Xiao Yu, and he was also to blame for being able to fall to this point in the world.

After cleaning up Qingyang, Xiao Yu's heart moved, and he escaped out of the chaotic space in an instant, outside Dark Moon City, he was inexplicably talking and laughing with Nie Hong and others, and the trouble was solved in a blink of an eye, and everyone finally breathed a sigh of relief.

"How is it? Is it all solved?" Xiao Yu looked at Nie Hong thoughtfully and asked, although he had been in the chaotic space just now, his divine sense had been paying attention to the movements outside, and Nie Hong, the way of nature, had solved Chu Huaiyu and the others with the help of the Blood Moon Floating Slaughter.

"Except for Chu Huaiyu, everyone else has been solved!This Chu Huaiyu is waiting for the eldest brother to come out and deal with it!" Nie Hong finished speaking, with a wave of his hand, Chu Huaiyu, who was covered in blood and covered in blood, rushed out in embarrassment.

"Don't come here!" Seeing Xiao Yu grinning and walking towards him, Chu Huaiyu didn't react for a while, thinking that another group of terrifying black shadows had pounced on him, and immediately turned around and ran, but was caught by Nie Hong's neck and thrown back.

was slammed on the ground, Chu Huaiyu came to his senses, as soon as he saw the situation at the scene, he knew that he had become the commander of the light pole, and asked with a dejected face, "What do you want?"

"Do you want to die or live?" Xiao Yu looked playful.

"It's better to die than to live, who wants to die if you can live!Say, what do you want me to do to let me leave alive!" Chu Huaiyu is also a bachelor.

"I don't lack anything, but I lack an undercover agent! Are you willing to be my undercover agent?" Xiao Yu pondered for a moment and said suddenly.

"Undercover? What undercover?" Rao is Chu Huaiyu was mentally prepared, and he couldn't help but be taken aback by Xiao Yu's request, to be an undercover agent? Could it be that he still wanted to plot the terrain palace and fail? Thinking of this, Chu Huaiyu calmed down, although this Xiao Yu has some means, but if he wants to plot the palace, he doesn't have to think about it, let alone a monk in the Transformation Period, even if he is a Mahayana monk, it is difficult to match, what kind of existence is the Dixing Palace? It was an ancient sect that had existed since ancient times, and even Chu Huaiyu himself didn't know how deep it was.

"Naturally, you are my undercover agent, you just need to continue to stay in the Dixing Palace, pay attention to the movements of the Dixing Palace at any time, report to me regularly no matter how big or small!" Xiao Yu explained lightly.

"Do you want to plot the palace?" Chu Huaiyu asked rhetorically.

"This is not a question you should worry about, you just need to answer whether I can do it or not?" Xiao Yu glanced at Chu Huaiyu coldly and warned lightly.

"That's it, no problem, I'll be your undercover agent" Chu Huaiyu agreed to Xiao Yu very happily, but said in his heart, what if I promised you, I will promise you first, as long as you return to the Dixing Palace, there is the protection of the master of the Dixing Palace, and you can't do anything about me.

"Very good!" Xiao Yu sneered, suddenly pinched the strange fingerprint in his hand, and quickly turned Chu Huaiyu around.

Soon, a six-pointed star-shaped sigil merged into Chu Huaiyu's Divine Sea, Chu Huaiyu was shocked, and exclaimed, "What have you done in my Divine Sea?"