"This shouldn't be the King's Seal!"

When Lu Yufeng heard the iron-blooded general say that this was the king's seal handed down from ancient times, he had already judged that this was definitely not the king's seal!

What has been handed down from ancient times is not a simple item? It has not been worn out by time, and naturally has a simple and desolate momentum, and there will definitely be traces of time on its body! Lu Yufeng admitted that this king's seal is very strong, far from being comparable to the iron rope in the hands of the iron-blooded general, but Lu Yufeng did not feel the majesty from the ancients on him!

Others don't know about ancient items, but Lu Yufeng is fortunate to have seen one, and he still holds it firmly in his hand, that is--Heavenly Monument! Lu Yufeng has enough reason to believe that this Heavenly Monument is definitely a relic from ancient times!

Just as Lu Yufeng was thinking about it, suddenly, a majestic momentum enveloped the entire Slave Valley, and this momentum was full of dead air! It was not the first time that everyone had felt this momentum, this was the momentum of that Golden Bone Elder!

His momentum appeared, not to stop this fight, but to warn the two boys in the sky, he was watching, it was okay to fight, but don't give birth to other thoughts, such as ...... Escape from the Valley of Slaves!

The two people in the sky felt the appearance of this momentum, and naturally knew what it meant, and immediately clenched their fists slightly in the direction of the momentum, and then looked at each other!

The two pairs of eyes are king each other, and in each other's pupils, they can see their tiny figures, and the two pairs of eyes are slightly cold at the same time!

"Fight!"

"Fight!"

The two of them shouted at the same time, and the momentum of the two of them spread out in an instant, and the two different momentum fought in the sky, because the two actually fought together, so that under the two of them, a gust of wind was set off! Even the flowing clouds in the sky were stirred up by the two of them!

One person, like a general on the battlefield, holding an iron chain in his hand, bursts of murderous aura, like thousands of troops, in front of him, can not shake him in the slightest!

Battle, on the verge of breaking out!

Ebony, Yunyang Sect.

A door was opened, and out of it came an old man with a faint sense of loss on his face!

"Senior Nangong, how is it?" Feng Yixiang looked at Nangong Jian who walked out of the door, and asked a little anxiously!

Not only Feng Yixiang, Demon Wuxiang, Jian Wuchen, Jin Yu, Qingshan and others were standing behind Feng Yixiang, but there were also some powerhouses in the Law Phase Realm who looked at Nangong Jian, because the people in the room were Qingmo!

Although Feng Yixiang is known as a ghost doctor, his medical skills are not strong, but after all, his cultivation is still shallow, and he can't do that thing against the sky!

"Alas, I hope that kid comes back and can withstand this blow!" Nangong Jian looked at a pair of expectant eyes, and said with some dejection!

At the same time, Nangong Jian's heart was also surprised, he didn't expect that Lu Yufeng could make so many strong friends without the protection of Yunyang Sect, and he was also shocked in his heart!

"What? seniors mean ......" Hearing Nangong Jian's words, looking at his expression, Mo Wuxiang instantly shouted!

Mo Wuxiang once saw what Lu Yufeng was like who didn't find Qingmo, if Lu Yufeng came back now and knew that Qingmo was no longer alive, God knows what that madman would do!

"Well, the ability is limited!" Nangong Jian said discouragedly. Let a peak powerhouse say that his ability is limited, and no one present has a way!

What about the peak powerhouse? When a person is about to die, he cannot be saved! The peak powerhouse is also helpless in the face of a ruthless parting!

An unknown corner, permeated with a thick sea of clouds all year round, with a breeze blowing, in this sea of clouds, emerge looming green bamboo, when the green bamboo swaying, several faint thatched houses emerge, this is a small courtyard, in front of the courtyard door hangs a wooden plaque, on which are written four words - bamboo forest elegant order.

These four words present a light and breezy charm, if someone sees such a scene, I am afraid that there are only two words to describe - fairyland!

In one of the huts, a handsome-looking monk slowly opened his eyes, and a slight smile appeared.

With a wave of one hand, on top of a bamboo leaf, a scene emerged, which was the scene of Nangong Jian and the others hanging their heads!

"This kid is not a high cultivator, and he has caused a lot of romantic debts! I just don't know if I can get to that point......

After saying this, the monk's right hand waved again, and the scene on the bamboo leaf disappeared in an instant, and then I saw this person slowly get up, and then with a step, he disappeared in place, no, it should be said, it's like no one has ever been here!

"Give her to me!"

A faint voice sounded behind Mo Wuxiang and the others, and Mo Wuxiang and the others were shocked in an instant, because they didn't even find that there was someone behind them!

When they saw the shocked faces on Feng Yixiang and Nangong Jian's faces, everyone's faces changed instantly, Mo Wuxiang and the others were all smart people, how could they not understand that Feng Yixiang and Nangong Jian didn't find that there was someone behind them!

When a few people turned around and saw the person behind them, they were shocked again, because, in their perception, there was no such person at all, but they did see a person standing here, what does this mean? It shows that this person's cultivation is absolutely strong to the extreme, at least, Nangong Jian, who is a peak powerhouse, does not have this strength!

"Hand over that little girl to me and take it away!" The monk was dressed in a simple and elegant manner, and when he saw that everyone had not yet reacted, he immediately spoke again, and he spoke again, and everyone felt that his voice was like a spring breeze, so pleasant!

"Who are you?" Nangong Jian stepped forward and protected everyone behind him, the identities of these people are not simple, especially the three of Mo Wuxiang, if these three people are allowed to have an accident in the Yunyang Sect, it will definitely cause the wrath of the upper three sects!

"I, that's me!" said the elegantly dressed and delicate-looking monk.

If they heard someone else say such a thing, the three of them first came up with two words in their hearts at the same time-pretending to be 13! However, seeing this person say it, the three of them instantly felt that it should be so! Even Nangong Jian felt that this person should answer like this! This is a kind of heart, and no one present stood up to refute it!

"I don't know what happened to my predecessor here?" Nangong Jian said with his fists clenched, because, for the first time in front of a person, he felt that he was small, not insignificant, but that he felt that he appeared in the eyes of this person, and that he had polluted this person's eyes!

The feeling in Nangong Jian's heart is only known to himself, but others don't know, seeing Nangong Jian call this young monk senior, they were instantly shocked in their hearts, they originally thought that this person who suddenly appeared should also be the cultivation of a peak powerhouse, but Nangong Jian, as a peak powerhouse, called this person a senior, you can imagine how strong this person is! But what made everyone even more surprised was that in this person's body, they couldn't feel a trace of true yuan fluctuations!

"I said, give me that little girl! it's the little girl lying in the room!" the monk smiled slightly, afraid that everyone would not know who the little girl was, and pointed to Qingmo's room!

"This is impossible!" Demon Wuxiang didn't even need to think about it, he stood up instantly, although the difference in strength was huge, but he would never allow others to take Qingmo away! The brother's woman died, and he couldn't even save the body of the brother's woman, and Mo Wuxiang would never allow such a thing to happen in front of his eyes!

"We won't allow you to take Qingmo away!" Jian Wuchen and the others also stepped out, looking at this young monk coldly!

"Hehe" This monk, looking at the actions of Mo Wuxiang and the others, first smiled slightly, and then stretched out his hand and waved, all the people present felt that they were wrapped in a soft liliang, and they couldn't move, even the Nangong Sword, they couldn't move a bit!