After Yang Zhao's cultivation reached the Yuan Infant Stage, he rarely practiced the means of flying with imperial qi.

And Yun Luan naturally wouldn't let go of this good opportunity to hurt him, and laughed at Yang Zhao's qi control methods along the way.

However, occasionally when she was in a good mood, she would also give Yang Zhao some tips to improve her royal temperament.

Although the physique of people is different from that of the demons outside the sky, how knowledgeable Yun Luan is, coupled with the on-demand broadcast of the clothes, after more than 20 days, although Yang Zhao can't say that he is progressive, he has also made some progress.

As the three of them went all the way south, the tension created by the Five Demons Alliance was gradually subsiding.

However, the news that the Extraterrestrial Cultivation Alliance would meet in the Polar Realm spread unconsciously.

Since this Heavenly Scattered Cultivation Alliance is all some Outer Heaven Demons who have not participated in any palace gates, and the location of the Alliance is located in the West of the Outer Heaven Realm, so some good Heavenly Demons call it the Western Alliance, and the Five Demons Alliance is called ASEAN, which contrasts with each other.

Moreover, the influence of the Five Demons Alliance is indeed gradually decreasing because of some personal affairs that have happened in these days, but the shock of the Dispersion Alliance has increased greatly.

Especially with the turmoil caused by the Five Demon Alliance in the polar forest, many rumors about the Five Demon Alliance are rampant, that is, Yang Zhao and the two of them are in a hurry, and they have also heard some, which are nothing more than some secret treasures of the old mansion, sect contradictions and the like, which have no value.

"However, this Five Demon Alliance has been suppressed by the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, and the Phantom Palace should be very troubled!"

"Well, maybe. ”

The sentence of the dress, intentionally or unintentionally, made Yang Zhao have some thoughts: "Indeed." From the polar island to the polar coast, along the way, in addition to the Scattered Cultivation Alliance, as well as the Five Demons Alliance, and even the other palace gates of the Outer Realm, there was only the Phantom Palace that did not appear, and the other palace gates had already shown their respective figures. ”

"Moreover, the other palace gates of the Five Demon Alliance, as well as those scattered cultivation alliances, are basically fighting together, and even the stations are not connected, and the rear is either a sea of sand or mountains. There are large areas of detours. There is only the Palace of the Phantoms. But it is connected to all major forces, and it is even in contact with the sword demons and those palace gates that have not been aligned. ”

Thinking carefully about the shapes around the Phantom Palace, Yang Zhao not only sighed in his heart, what exactly did he want to do in this dark night. Did he really plan to betray the Five Demons Alliance? Or maybe he was being calculated? Or did he have another plan?

It's just that it's not connected to the other four houses in the Five Demons Alliance. Even the living space has been compressed so much.

"Internal friction hurts people!"

I know very well that the Five Demons Alliance is in shape at this time. Yang Zhao really didn't have anything to say, and after sighing, he continued to spend his time trying to understand the trick of flying qi.

Sphere of influence from the Phantom Palace. It's less than half a day's journey. Where the two of them are now, it can barely be regarded as a buffer zone between the Phantom Shadow Palace and the Scattered Cultivation Alliance.

And at this time, Yun Luan lightly smashed his waist and eyes, and his clothes stopped, Yang Zhao was stunned, turned his head and asked, "What's wrong?"

Before he could say anything, he also felt that among the mountains below, there were faint aura fluctuations coming up, and the spiritual temperament was very similar to a phantom cloud.

"Go down and have a look!"

Yang Zhao and the three of them were invisible, all the way down. The three of them were still in mid-air, and they saw seven or eight figures on the top of a mountain.

In Yun Luan's eyes, these people's cultivation is certainly low, even Yang Zhao doesn't take it in his eyes—it's just, what's going on?

Both sides are disciples of the Shadow Palace, but this situation is obviously not a competition between senior brothers, and the magic weapons of the flying sword are all baked, and the technique is clearly to put the other party to death.

That is, during the gap when the two of them flew down, one of them was slapped in the chest and vomited blood and flew out, struggling on the ground.

The faces of the monks swept over, and Yang Zhao's question was quickly answered.

"Zhang Li?"

Seeing that familiar Xiuya face, Yang Zhao knew that he had no position to stay out of the matter.

Since he designed to join the Phantom Palace, he has also made several friends in the Phantom Palace, and the demons in the Polar Realm have recognized Zhang Li as his friend.

Although the situation is very delicate, he really has to intervene seeing his brother fighting for life and death.

After making a slight gesture to Yunluan and Lianyi, he fell directly.

The group of disciples on the top of the mountain were red-eyed, and when they saw a figure falling from the sky, they didn't think that a pair of opponents who were still fighting would attack Yang Zhao at the same time.

Yang Zhao's eyes flashed, his palm poked out, and just out of thin air, he wiped out the demonic energy on the kid's arm on the left, grabbed his wrist, and slapped it up.

"Bastard, don't look at who I am!"

As he spoke, he kicked another person in the belly, kicking the other person several feet away, holding his stomach and unable to get up.

The disciple who was slapped was still shocked and angry before, but as soon as he saw Yang Zhao's face, he immediately said with joy: "Brother Yang Zhao, come and help me......"

Before he finished speaking, another slap came over him, beating him so that Venus burst out in front of him, and he had to swallow everything in his stomach.

"Stop!"

Yang Zhao snorted, but this drink was with the soul separation divine sound, with his absolute superiority of cultivation, the ears of the demons of the Earth Demon Realm who were still working around suddenly rumbled and roared, and it shook straight to the brain, and for a while, the magic weapons and flying swords released were almost uncontrollable, and they stopped in shock one by one and looked over.

At this moment, a few people were surprised, and a few people were afraid.

The happy people were undoubtedly friends with Yang Zhao, and they were all disciples on the side of the night, while on the other side, looking at the companion on the ground who was holding his stomach and snorting, he was silent.

Yang Zhao could see their identities clearly.

Among these people, except for Zhang Li, who is a direct disciple of the dark night side and has some identities, the only one who has some ability is the fierce man who fought against Zhang Li just now.

Yang Zhao had a little impression of him, as if he was a disciple of the Phantom Palace's elder Cang Ming in the polar realm, this person's name was Wang Chang, and his cultivation was also a figure in the middle stage of the Earth Demon, so he thought he was the leader on the other side.

"Okay, Cang Ming and the dark night have fallen out, it seems that something is really wrong with the Phantom Palace. ”

Yang Zhao secretly scolded him, but his face did not move, but his eyes became fierce and fierce: "Okay, I haven't come back for a while, everyone has grown their skills." ”

Only then did he let go of the hand of the disciple he was holding, and the disciple looked pained, but he didn't dare to let go of a fart, and retreated behind Yang Zhao.

Not only him, after the separation, the three of Zhang Li's side all moved behind Yang Zhao, and they were dominated by Yang Zhao.

There's nothing young or old here, it's just strength.

Wang Chang is just a very ordinary disciple under the Cang Ming Seat, and he can't be compared with a guest like Yang Zhao at all. Even if the two sides on the battlefield are incompatible, when facing Yang Zhao, they still have to listen to the training obediently. Otherwise, Yang Zhao cut him, and no one would stop him. (To be continued......)