Back in Xianfu, Xiao Ziyang cleaned up slowly, he was even in the mood to go to the Xianfu Deacon Hall, retreat the Xianfu, and then left Yudu Mountain slowly.

Behind him, more than forty monks of various sects slowly followed, these monks had almost no concealment of their goals, they didn't seem to care much about the goals in front of them, but were full of vigilance about the monks of other sects around them.

Therefore, when these people flew away, they were all scattered very wide, dozens of rays of light, divided into more than 20 handfuls, sparsely shrouded a radius of three or four hundred miles, almost obscuring half of the sky.

Everyone followed Xiao Ziyang and slowly flew away, and they didn't seem to be in a hurry.

After flying for more than 300 miles, the Chengtianmen monk finally couldn't hold it back, and came out of the crowd and stopped in front of Xiao Ziyang.

Xiao Ziyang stopped the retreat very cooperatively, and looked at the monks gathered around him with a smile.

Everyone surrounded Xiao Ziyang in the middle, but they didn't pay attention to him, and after everyone stared at each other for a while, there was finally a person who came out of the crowd, and this person was the archdeacon of the auction hall of Chengtian Immortal City, Gui He Zhenren.

He pointed at Xiao Ziyang and said, "Everyone, this person is the one who sold the Zhihai Divine Pill, and we have also done all the spiritual materials that were handed over to him, and we can confirm that they are in this person's storage ring at this time." The most urgent task now is to negotiate a charter as soon as possible, so as not to hurt the peace. ”

After everyone was silent for a while, a pleasant voice came from behind several monks in dark robes: "I wonder if Gui Zhen has any good ideas?"

Listening to the sound a little familiar, Xiao Ziyang took a closer look. Sure enough, it's an acquaintance.

The man wore a large dark robe embroidered with a golden golem, and wore a hat on which a light veil hung to hide his face. Light veils can shield the monk's thoughts. But how could this light veil block Xiao Ziyang's spiritual eyes? This person was none other than Mo Luo Sect Ji Junyao.

Ji Junyao had already recognized Xiao Ziyang. Recognizing this person, she knew that today's things were by no means so simple.

The first time Ji Junyao saw Xiao Ziyang was at the East China Sea Festival, she was peeped at by Xiao Ziyang, but her hairs stood on end in shock, as if she was being targeted by a natural enemy.

The second time the two met, it was in the water mansion of the Zhihai people.

Ji Junyao from Chu Tianyu's description. Zhilu said that Xiao Ziyang used Jin Dan cultivation to suppress Yuanying Monk in a solo fight, and she even knew that Xiao Ziyang had a mysterious and extremely powerful force, and he was only a little Jin Dan Xiu. It actually made the Soul Eater terrifying.

When Xiao Ziyang looked at her again today, Ji Junyao no longer had that sense of fear like seeing a natural enemy, but this not only did not make him relax, but made her more nervous.

listened to Ji Junyao's rhetorical question. Gui Zhen Zhenren pondered for a moment. said: "It's better to capture this person from below, the spiritual materials on his body, who came out of the original family, will return to the original owner, if there are more divine pills in this person, you will still distribute according to the share of the divine pill you get in the auction." I wonder what you think?"

Everyone couldn't help but nod secretly when they heard this, Gui He Zhenren deserved to be the person in charge of the auction hall selected by Chengtianmen, and this attention was indeed exquisite. Every faction has been taken care of.

Ji Junyao opened her mouth again and asked, "Then what is the benefit of your Chengtianmen?"

When everyone heard this, they couldn't help but focus their eyes on Gui Zhenren. He said unhurriedly: "Our Chengtianmen naturally follows the old rules of the auction and takes a tenth of it. I wonder what you think?"

Everyone looked thoughtful when they heard this, and they all focused their eyes on Ji Junyao.

Ji Junyao frowned and pondered, if the Chengtian Sect drew one out of ten, their share would naturally be the largest among all the sects. But considering the current status of Chengtianmen in the cultivation realm, and the fact that this place is still the territory of Chengtianmen, this figure is not difficult to accept.

After pondering for a moment, Ji Junyao spoke: "Okay, just do what Gui He Zhenren wants." ”

Hearing Ji Junyao's promise so happily, everyone couldn't help but be a little stunned, even Gui Zhen was a little puzzled, he said this price, and he was going to bargain.

Although there was some confusion, this plan was not unacceptable, and everyone did not dwell on it much, and they all nodded in agreement.

Reaching a consensus, Gui He Zhenren waved his hand, and the two people behind him flew out and forced towards Xiao Ziyang.

Seeing this, Xiao Ziyang smiled slightly, and said, "Are you finally going to do it?" With that, he opened his mouth and spewed out a purple crescent-shaped flying sword.

Everyone couldn't help but sneer, in this case, unless the god cultivator was turned into, if not, he would not be able to escape even if he had wings.

But the next moment, everyone's sneers couldn't help but freeze on their faces. I saw hundreds of spirit sword phantoms flying away from the flying sword, and then a cloud of purple mist exploded from the separated spirit sword, covering a radius of a hundred miles with lightning speed.

Everyone was trapped in the purple mist, only to feel that no matter how long the mana divine thought left the body, it would be swallowed by the purple mist. Even as a late-stage Yuan Infant Cultivator, he couldn't send his Divine Thoughts out of thirty zhang in the purple mist.

This exploding purple mist is one of the nine great arrays carried by the supreme Purple Moon, called the "Purple Mist Heavenly Illusion Array", and its effect is equivalent to the combination of the "Purple Mist Devouring Array" and the "Purple Mist Phantom Heart Array". Not only can it devour the mana of the monks who are trapped in the formation, but it can also confuse the souls of those who enter the formation, so as to achieve the purpose of trapping and exhausting the enemy.

As soon as Xiao Ziyang made a move, he urged the "Purple Mist Heavenly Illusion Great Array" to the extreme, although doing so would directly consume the body of the Spirit Blade in the Purple Moon, it would not last long, and after a moment, the Purple Moon Spirit Blade would collapse, and the Great Array would naturally disperse. But it can guarantee that these more than forty Yuan Infant Cultivators will be completely trapped in the formation for dozens of breaths.

The ninety-nine eighty-one purple moon spirit blades that suppressed the great array were rapidly weakening at a speed visible to the naked eye, and a thick purple mist erupted from the spirit blades, merging into the surrounding purple mist.

Xiao Ziyang was in the purple mist, like a fish in water, and his speed increased by three percent out of thin air.

He identified the location of several Chengtianmen monks in Guihe Zhenren and touched it.

The Taixi Xiuzhen Realm was destroyed, and countless Taixi monks became mine slaves, all of which were sins done by Chengtianmen.

This time, they took the lead in plotting against themselves, and Xiao Ziyang's resentment against Chengtianmen had accumulated very deeply. In the past, his mana was meager, and although he had hatred in his heart, he was helpless.

Even today, he is still insignificant in front of the behemoth of Chengtianmen. With his forbearance character, even if he wants to take revenge, he must wait for him to turn into a god before calling the door.

But it's unbearable, even the clay man has a three-point earthy nature, new hatred and old hatred come to his heart, Xiao Ziyang wants to give Chengtianmen an unforgettable lesson!

Guihe Zhenren and several people have a lot of experience in fighting methods, and they suddenly fell into the big formation, but they didn't panic, and several people formed a circular formation and watched each other.

Xiao Ziyang sneaked close to a few Chengtianmen monks and observed for a while, but he was like a tiger pulling a turtle, and he couldn't speak. These people formed a very close formation, and the defensive magic weapon in front of each person could take care of the same people around them.

These people are all extraordinary, and the worst ones are also mid-Yuan Infant monks. And the monks in the middle of the Yuan Infant who were poorly cultivated were protected on the inside of the formation.

Although Xiao Ziyang's Falling Treasure Divine Light is powerful, it is also a little reluctant to deal with the late Yuan Infant Cultivator who is much higher than him, and he can only deal with one magic weapon at a time.

After thinking for a moment, he opened his mouth and spewed out another Natal Purple Moon, and eighty-one Purple Moon Spirit Blades flew out, forming a "Ziwei Killing Immortal Array" around several Chengtianmen monks, and under the blessing of the large array, the Purple Moon body shone brightly, exuding an astonishing spiritual pressure, which made the monks of all factions trapped in the formation frightened for a while.

Such a powerful spiritual pressure was definitely not something that the Yuanying Monk could emit. Could it be that the other party is actually a god-transforming monk pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger! This made everyone feel frightened in their hearts.

Xiao Ziyang suddenly urged the Purple Moon Flying Sword towards a late Yuan Infant cultivator beside Guihe Zhenren.

This person's heart trembled, and he urged the defensive magic weapon to block in front of him with all his strength, and the three adjacent monks around him also hurriedly urged the defensive magic weapon to come forward to help, including Guihe Zhenren.

The Purple Moon Flying Sword with a brilliant light and amazing spiritual pressure approached in an instant, and everyone's hearts tightened, desperately urging the defensive magic weapon to prepare for the coming storm.

At this moment, a mysterious purple light suddenly flashed away, and Guihe Zhenren suddenly felt empty in his heart, as if he had lost something, and the next moment, he was shocked to find that his defensive magic weapon was missing.

This incredible discovery made him stunned slightly, and in this moment, the situation changed dramatically.

The Purple Moon Flying Sword, which pressed towards everyone like Mount Tai, suddenly turned around unexpectedly, and deftly bypassed the interception of everyone's defensive magic weapon like a swimming fish, and slashed towards Guihe Zhenren.

This slash was as fast as lightning, and before Guihe Zhenren could figure out what was going on, he had already separated his head.

The Purple Moon Flying Sword, which killed Gui He Zhenren and broke into the defensive position of the Chengtianmen monks, with the power of thunder, cut everyone inside the formation with a sword and a mid-Yuan Infant monk. If it weren't for the fact that the late Yuan Infant monk at the back of the formation was experienced and reacted quickly, he would have almost been killed by a sneak attack.

But this man's eagerness to dodge allowed him to break away from the formation formed by the crowd. After the Purple Moon Flying Sword swept through the formation, it burrowed into the purple mist, and after a while, it reflexively slashed back towards the late Yuan Infant Cultivator who had broken away from the formation.

With Guihe's example, the other monks couldn't help but hesitate slightly when they saw this scene. After such a moment's delay, the mysterious purple light flashed again, and the defensive magic weapon in front of the monk who had broken away from the formation disappeared. The Purple Moon Flying Sword flashed and slashed him like slicing tofu. Slipped into the purple mist again.

Xiao Ziyang concocted the same method and killed another person, and this group of experienced Chengtianmen monks finally collapsed, and I don't know who took the lead, and the formation dispersed in a hurry.

Xiao Ziyang was like a ghost, wandering around in the big array, dropping the treasure divine light and the purple moon flying sword at the same time, killing these Chengtianmen monks who were greatly weakened in the purple mist, and were fascinated by the big array, scurrying around like headless flies.

In a moment, only two of the eight Chengtianmen masters were left with only two fish that slipped through the net. Xiao Ziyang was killing refreshmently, and suddenly his heart was pounding, he turned around to look, and saw that in the direction of Chengtian Immortal City, a spiritual light like a substance rose to the sky. (To be continued......)