"Suit here for me, I want all the opportunities in this Five Gods Palace."

Lan Xinghe curled a sneer at the corner of his mouth and glanced around.

"yes!"

As soon as the order was issued, the hundred people outside the Five Gods Palace began to act and surrounded the place.

He didn't want to waste the hidden soldiers, but the Five Gods Palace seemed to be full of opportunities. After deep thought, he still used it. After all, the opportunities of the Five Gods are hard to guess.

"You really deserve to... die!"

The last word "death" almost roared out of Jian Fengyun's throat.

Suddenly, a shocking roar came from the hall of the Five Divine Palaces. This roar turned into a terrifying wave of air swept away. The magic shadow of Jian Fengyun swept over with golden power all over the sky, and its speed was extremely fast.

Inside and outside the Five Gods Palace, everyone who saw this scene was shocked and took a few steps back as soon as possible.

The scene in front of me is really shocking.

The roar contained a huge momentum.

They all felt the terror of Jian Fengyun, their golden qi and blood were like a vast ocean, covering their skin, and the terrifying momentum behind them poured out like a tsunami.

"Damn it!"

A cold shout came in an instant, and his speed made Lan Xinghe feel a little creepy.

"boom!"

Inside the Five Gods Palace, a black hand seal was slapped at the Blue Star River.

"Prince, be careful!"

Behind Lan Xinghe, among the dozens of God-killing Guards, several eight-star old men in the Divine Emperor Realm reacted and rushed forward to resist the black big handprint.

Bang!Bang!Bang!Bang!......

The seven or eight old men of the God Emperor Realm, who were eight stars in the Divine Emperor Realm, were directly photographed into a blood mist, unable to withstand Jian Fengyun's palm.

At the same moment, a fair palm poked out in front of Lan Xinghe, trying to grab his neck directly.

But in front of Lan Xinghe's chest, a dark blue gem necklace suddenly shattered and turned into a blue light to block Jian Fengyun's hand.

Jian Fengyun directly activated Tianjin's finger to break the barrier, and then poked his palm out and grabbed it again.

However, after a while, Lan Xinghe finally reacted and retreated suddenly and avoided.

Behind him, several old men from the Youhuang Divine Dynasty took action directly.

They have special means to bless them and can exert their cultivation level at the half-step of the Divine Sect realm.

Several shadows of the ghost phoenix appeared, spewing out terrifying flames and striking towards Jian Fengyun.

Jian Fengyun's figure shook, condensed into a light curtain to resist, and was then knocked back several steps.

It has to be said that these old men from the Youhuang Divine Dynasty have indeed extraordinary cultivation and are indeed with Jian Fengyun's current combat power. It is almost impossible to defeat them in a short period of time.

"You... are really looking for death!"

Lan Xinghe stood behind, looking at Jian Fengyun not far away, and gritted his teeth and said authentically.

He didn't expect that after he took out the hidden warrior scroll, Jian Fengyun would still dare to take action, which was simply a provocation to him.

"You are looking for death. After killing so many disciples of Mingyang Shenzong, I will use your blood to repay a little interest today."

Jian Fengyun's eyes were filled with cold light, and his murderous aura surged.

"Haha, are your brain broken?"

Looking at Jian Fengyun's murderous look, Lan Xinghe smiled, with disdain and contempt in his smile.

Obviously, he didn't think Jian Fengyun could have any chance of winning.

"snort!"

Jian Fengyun snorted coldly, and the light flashed in his eyes.

His mind became active and he began to think about a way of fighting.

Seeing Jian Fengyun not speaking, Lan Xinghe couldn't help but feel a little relieved. Since the other party had taken action, if he didn't return it, he would be unable to bear the face if it was spread.

"Jian Fengyun, although you are the Holy Emperor, you attacked me today, so let's stay the woman behind you as compensation."

Lan Xinghe's face moved and he spoke suddenly.

After his words fell, the surroundings immediately became in an uproar, and then they became quiet again.

Everyone knows that the woman behind Jian Fengyun is his wife, who even does not hesitate to fight against the Dongfang clan for her sake.

Lan Xinghe actually wanted to take her. It seems that this matter cannot be done well today.

"Prince Blue, can you give me a thin face in Taixu Temple? Today's affairs are all for this. Later, my Taixu Temple is willing to give you a scroll of the God Emperor-level true magic. I hope you don't make things difficult for Mr. Jian."

At this moment, Su Xiangru walked out and bowed to Lan Xinghe.

The current situation is very unfavorable to Jian Fengyun. She knew that if she didn't come out now, Jian Fengyun would definitely be furious, and he would be very likely to be killed at that time.

So, she wanted to stand up and try to resolve it.

"What the prince said will not be taken back in one word!"

At this moment, behind Lan Xinghe, a figure of blood robe suddenly appeared from the void.

He had white hair in the blood robe, thin body, and under his white eyebrows, his eyes were closed. He was a blind man.

This old man with blood robe did not have any weapons in his hands, but it gave people a feeling of murderous aura.

I saw that his blood robe was moving without wind, and his aura was extraordinary.

Behind the old man, there was a need for nine black and red scimitars. The nine swords complement each other, and the murderous aura condensed into a killing god, illuminating the entire hall darkly red.

The terrifying murderous aura made the air around him a little cold.

He can actually exert his cultivation level at the level of the Divine Sect.

If you just look at his appearance, it will at most look more energetic than an ordinary old man. However, when the nine black and red blood swords above his head emerged, it will make him look like a Shura Killing God walking out of the eighteen levels of hell.

The murderous god condensed by the murderous aura seemed to see countless unjust souls struggling inside, and sharp wails kept coming.

"Nine Sword Demon, the strong man ranked 70th on the peak list of the Five Domain, did not expect that the Temple of Killing would actually let him be the guard of the Blue Star River."

Someone around recognized the old man, looked shocked and spoke.

Although the old man with white hair in front of him was the real realm of a half-step sacred realm, his reputation was comparable to that of any older generation of powerful people in the galaxy.

Jian Fengyun's eyes condensed, and a strange color flashed in his eyes.

When he was in the Mingyang Shenzong, there was an elder of the Killing Temple, Jiu Dao Yao. He clashed with Mingyang Shenzong and was later killed. This Nine Dao Demon must have something to do with him.

Although those eyes were blind, their combat power was only stronger than that of the Nine Dao Yao.

"Nine Sword Demon, isn't he a worshiper in the Temple of Killing?"

"I understand. He came to kill Jian Fengyun. Jian Fengyun once killed his brother with Nine Swords in the Mingyang Shenzong."

"It's hard to deal with now. The Nine-Sword Demon is a person with an average foundation in the Killing Temple."

"Yes, Saint Su is probably useless this time."

Everyone around looked at the scene in front of them and spoke one after another.
Chapter completed!