In the blink of an eye, the purple moon collided with the bright yellow shield, and only a muffled sound of "snort" was heard, and the monk at the moment suddenly let out a terrifying scream.

I saw that the bright yellow shield was like tofu, and it was cut through the middle by a purple flying sword. The magic weapon was destroyed, and the monk at the head was suddenly seriously injured, and screamed and fell down.

The three people behind were suddenly shocked, and they all controlled the escape, and they were about to scatter and dodge. But they don't have the Purple Moon Flying Speed Block.

I saw that the purple moon was like a fish, and it flew around the three of them for a while, forcing them to have to fight against themselves with defensive magic weapons, and the three of them were successively destroyed by the purple moon.

The Purple Moon Flying Sword swirled around the four seriously injured monks, and cut off four heads......

Xiao Ziyang killed four people in a row here, and the two pillars above his head and Murong Ling and the other four fought each other.

In the sky above the restaurant, the four of them surrounded the two pillars in the middle, and were about to speak. I saw that Erzhu stretched out his hand and waved lightly, and a cloud of purple mist suddenly exploded, enveloping the six people in it.

A moment later, Murong Ling flew out of the purple mist first and stood in the air, as if waiting for something. A moment later, one of the four Yuanying Cultivators who came to round up the two of them suddenly rushed out of the purple mist in a panic.

Seeing someone rushing out of the purple mist, Murong Ling waved his hand without hesitation, and a dazzling thunderbolt was generated out of thin air and slashed towards that person.

Accidentally rushed out of the purple mist, and before this person had time to be happy, a dazzling thunder above his head hit him with a slash on his head and face.

This person was not slow to react, and with a wave of his hand, a silver shield could stop the thunder and lightning, and there was a loud thunderclap. The silver shield suddenly let out a wail, and the smooth mirror-like shield even appeared visibly deformed.

The owner of the shield was injured with the magic weapon, and he couldn't help but open his mouth and spew out a mouthful of blood.

Desperately stopped this thunderbolt. But the monk was not happy, and cried out, "Bitter!"

It turned out that when the first thunder had just been generated, and before it hit the other party, Murong Ling's small hand waved again, and a new thunder was generated again.

In this way, the thunder and lightning were almost connected. Towards the monk. The silver shield only blocked seven lightning bolts before it shattered, and then. The monk was cleaved to ashes by the lightning that followed.

There were a total of ten thunderbolts before and after, and it only took less than a blink of an eye to split out.

The first monk was only breathed after being split into ashes by the thunder, and the other monk rushed out of the purple mist in a panic again.

He was naturally greeted by a thunderbolt like a storm. This monk had to hold up two more thunderbolts than the previous one before he was split into ashes.

A moment later. The third monk was also concocted by the two of them. Bombarded into flying ashes.

After the death of the third person, Erzhu suddenly collected the purple mist. Almost as soon as the purple mist cleared, a dazzling thunderbolt descended on the head of the last person.

A moment later, there was another handful of fly ash in the sky.

Erzhu and Murong Ling took the magic weapons and storage magic weapons left by the four of them, and flew back to the restaurant.

Xiao Ziyang filled the wine glasses for the two of them, and the two of them picked up the wine glasses and tasted them slowly, just like the eight Yuanying monks who were killed by the three of them just now were just grass mustards that were not worth mentioning.

Two pillars of two glasses of wine have not yet been eaten. Not far away, there was a violent fluctuation of mana in the teleportation hall. A moment later, more than twenty Yuanying monks gathered around a white-clothed Sheng Xue. The monk wearing a jade crown on his head, with a tall figure and a handsome face like jade, walked out of the hall.

At first glance, Xiao Ziyang thought that this had already led the Jade Xiao Divine Monarch out, but when he took a closer look, this person was only a cultivator in the late Yuan Infant period.

There are rumors in the cultivation world that the Jade Xiao Divine Monarch includes disciples, which not only requires extraordinary qualifications, but also requires handsome appearance.

Just looking at this person's appearance and the treasure light hovering above his head, he concluded that this person must be a disciple of the Jade Xiao Divine Monarch.

Xiao Ziyang's eyes were purple, and he looked at the jade-crowned monk.

The handsome and extraordinarily handsome jade-crowned monk walked out of the hall quickly, his face gloomy and full of anger.

Suddenly, the feeling of being seen through by someone was like a basin of ice water that extinguished the anger in his heart. He looked up in horror and saw a burly-built, cold-looking monk looking at him, his eyes glowing with a mysterious purple glow.

The Jade Crown Monk's heart sank, this feeling of being seen through by the whole body had only been felt by the Master Jade Xiao Shenjun and several other great monks of the East China Sea Alliance, and he immediately knew that there must be something extraordinary about this person.

With this realization, the Jade Crown Monk suddenly calmed down, dispelling the idea of ordering his subordinates to rush up and take down the other party.

Xiao Ziyang counted the other party's Yuanying monks who walked out of the teleportation hall, seventeen, "Enough!"

Although the seven Shenshen monks of the East China Sea Alliance do not distinguish between good and bad, and recruit disciples, there are only more than 600 Yuanying monks under his disciples, and the real person of Yu Xiao is very famous, and the most people who defect to his disciples are the most, but there are only 100.

If you take down these seventeen Yuanying Monks, plus the eight Yuanying Monks who were killed before, a total of twenty-five people, it is enough to hurt the muscles and bones of the Zixiao Divine Palace, plus this Jade Crown Monk who is eighty percent of his personal disciples, even if the Jade Xiao Divine Monarch is a turtle, he has to come out to save face.

Thinking of this, Xiao Ziyang flew out of the restaurant.

A cloud of purple mist exploded in the blink of an eye, and it immediately enveloped the mountain where Yuxiao Town was located, along with more than a dozen nearby peaks, in a radius of hundreds of miles.

The Jade Crown Monk was slowing down, and when he was thinking about countermeasures, his eyes suddenly darkened, and the mana in his body suddenly leaked outward.

This sudden situation suddenly reminded the Jade Crown Monk of something.

Two hundred years ago, outside the Chengtian City of Chengtian Gate, a Yuanying monk, relying on a purple mist array, not only trapped dozens of Yuanying monks in a moment, but also killed more than a dozen Chengtianmen monks under the eyelids of these dozens of Yuanying monks. If it weren't for the Divine Transformation Monk from Chengtian Gate who was sitting in Chengtian City to drive that person away, I am afraid that the dozens of Yuan Infant Monks who were trapped by the Purple Mist Great Array would not have been spared.

Back then, as soon as this news came out, the entire cultivation world was in an uproar.

"How is this possible!" was the first reaction of all those who heard the news, but as time went on, the much-doubted news was gradually confirmed, which completely upended the perception of many monks.

Therefore, even after two hundred years, the Jade Crown Monk still remembered this incident clearly, and when he thought that his opponent might be the ruthless and powerful monk, the Jade Crown Monk exploded all over his body, and without hesitation, he flew away in the direction of the memory teleportation hall. But since this large array was able to trap dozens of cultivators of the same rank, how could it be so simple.

Monk Jade Crown felt that he was flying in the direction of the Teleportation Hall, but his actual flight direction was completely different from his destination.

Xiao Ziyang's achievements back then were too amazing, and how could it be Yuguan who was deeply impressed by this matter? These loose cultivators who followed him may not be satisfactory, but when it comes to shrewdness, they are all refined characters.

More than a dozen Yuanying monks all had the same thoughts and flew towards the teleportation hall. But in fact, under the influence of the big array, they scattered in all directions, and soon after, they began to circle in the purple mist, completely lost in the formation.

Xiao Ziyang, who was murderous, would still be polite at this time, and as soon as his body moved, he found those jade flutes who were circling around one by one.

Xiao Ziyang first attacked with the Falling Treasure Divine Light, unloaded the opponent's talisman magic weapon and talisman cover, and then took off their vulnerable human heads like shelled snails.

Seventeen Yuanying monks, none of them were his enemies, even the jade-crowned monk with the best magic weapon in his hands, he couldn't live even a breath longer.

Almost in an instant, Xiao Ziyang had already collected the purple mist, revealing the town full of floating corpses, and pieces of blood flowers, like flowers, bloomed on the rooftops, and the streets and alleys were .......

Xiao Ziyang stood coldly in the air and waved his hand to recall the Purple Moon Flying Sword.

The Purple Moon Flying Sword slashed through the sky like lightning and came to him, dancing around him like a butterfly around a flower.

Xiao Ziyang did not withdraw the Purple Moon Flying Sword, but opened his mouth and spewed out several magic weapons.

Two identical Purple Moon Flying Swords, a looming Hidden Moon Flying Sword, and a shield magic weapon shaped like an old turtle's back armor.

After releasing these magic weapons, Xiao Ziyang's body was surrounded by a burst of purple light, and a dazzling battle armor full of two diametrically opposed temperaments, fierce and barbaric, elegant and beautiful, suddenly enveloped him.

Even the face of this armor is covered with airtightness, giving people a feeling of incomparable solidity and security.

On the back of the armor, there are two wings composed of fine purple and gold scales, giving the armor a mysterious and fierce feeling.

With the battle armor on his body, Xiao Ziyang moved his limbs slightly, very satisfied. Then, as soon as he opened his mouth, a small stick like a toothpick, golden at both ends and silver in the middle, swirled out of his mouth. When it flew three feet away, it had become a long stick eight feet long and the thickness of a duck's egg.

Xiao Ziyang stretched out his hand and grabbed the gold and silver long stick firmly in his hand.

At this time, Xiao Ziyang was dressed in Xuan armor, holding a long stick in his hand, and several magic weapons were flying around his body, just like the ancient demon gods descending to earth, and the two pillars Zhang Li and the others were dumbfounded, and their hearts were hot.

Even Wu Zhenzi couldn't help but have a hint of envy in his eyes when he looked at Xiao Ziyang.

In the deep sea, in the Wuzhen Immortal Mansion, the center of the Jade Xiao Divine Palace, and also on the top of the highest mountain of the Throne Mountain, in an unusually majestic and magnificent palace, a white-clothed and snowy, handsome-looking man like a god held a five-inch large, transparent and crystal-like round sphere, and was meditating with his eyes closed.

On Tianchi Island, the moment the jade-crowned monk was beheaded by Xiao Ziyang, this god-like man suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes full of anger, "Who is it......?"

With that, the man let go of his hands holding the crystal ball, jumped up slightly, and turned around and walked towards the outside of the main hall.

The crystal ball didn't fall because the man let go of his hands, it just floated there so steadily, without even a trace of mana fluctuations.

This handsome, god-like man is none other than the Jade Flute Divine Monarch. He stepped out of the main hall in two steps and shouted softly: "Someone!" (to be continued......