The sword light disappeared invisible in an instant.

Not everyone can take Feixian's sword light.

The black shadow gradually appeared in its original state, still very dark, with a human form, unable to see clearly, like a human-shaped monster composed of countless negative auras, and only one mouthful of teeth could be seen clearly, and it was snarled like a provocative snarling.

Feixian narrowed his eyes slightly and was about to move, but Venerable Xuan Shang said, "Leave it to me."

He rushed towards the black shadow. Before the person arrived, the tree of vitality had already appeared. One of the branches turned into the shape of a giant arm and smashed it hard.

The black shadow smiled disdainfully and raised his hand. A shadow of a tree appeared behind him. There were also branches turning into giant arms, and the two collided with each other.

The giant arms both canceled out and turned into flying ashes and dissipated.

A cold light flashed in the eyes of Venerable Xuan Shang: "It turns out to be a member of Taiyi Sect. Since he is dead, why bother coming out to cause trouble again!"

While speaking, the magic tricks changed, and the tree of vitality protruded countless branches and whipped them like steel whips.

"In terms of seniority, you want to call me uncle. This is how your master teaches you to talk to elders?" The black shadow sneered, and the magic tricks were also changing, and countless branches of the dark trees also poked out.

There was a crisp crackling sound, with the sound of air shock and the collision between steel whips.

The two of them seemed to have the same cultivation level, and they were hard to solve.

During this process, Venerable Xuanshang gradually understood the other party's weakness and reality. It was the ghost suppressed on the 19th level, and Chunyang, who fell several kalpas before Taiyi Holy Land. He escaped from the underworld. In order to avoid the way of heaven, he must be sheltered in the holy realm. This is also because he was able to fight Venerable Xuanshang.

It is not easy for two Chunyang, who have similar strengths to decide the outcome.

...

Feixian frowned and knew that more than one ghost escaped from the underworld. The ghosts that could escape were the best among pure Yang, otherwise they would not be able to escape the suppression that they had just begun.

Sure enough, in just a moment, two more black shadows fell from the sky.

Seeing this, Han Xuzi immediately said, "I also want to move my muscles and bones." After saying that, he soared into the sky.

Xu Mingzhen asked Feixian for his order: "Disciple also wants to try fighting with Chunyang!"

Feixian thought for a while and said, "The sword formation cannot be short of people. You can find someone from Yuqing Sect to come back for you."

Xu Mingzhen nodded, rushed out of the sword formation, and found Chongxiao Zhenren and explained the situation to him. Chongxiao Zhenren nodded and responded, immediately turned back to the sword formation and stood at Xu Mingzhen's position.

...

At this time, most of the masters in the sword formation were led away.

A shadow came down from afar again, but this time it was not a ghost, but a real stranger. His name was also very thunderous. The founder of Yuanjue Temple, Master Jueyuan.

Jueyuan looked downward and was obviously also inviting to fight.

Feixian said: "Isn't this your enemy? You go, I'll preside over the sword formation. Don't worry, this little consumption will not affect me."

His words were naturally said to Xiao Nanli.

Xiao Nanli shook his head and said, "I must preside over the sword formation. Senior brother, please wait and see the overall situation and make up for the shortcomings at any time."

"Damn!" Feixian stared at him and cursed, "I'm not made of gold, it's not that precious!"

"Don't argue with you," Long Junhao said, "I will meet him and see what kind of ability he has to establish the huge foundation of Yuanjue Temple."

After saying that, before they could object, they rushed towards Master Jueyuan.

Master Jueyuan smiled and said, "I dare not be the Dragon King to praise him."

As if he had a plan, Jueyuan led Long Junhao away. Suddenly, there was an inexplicable shock from the "gate". Several monsters with completely different shapes and auras from ordinary catastrophe demons came out from it. They were the Hei Family Corner and other catastrophe demons. They were all catastrophe demons with spiritual intelligence, which were extremely difficult to deal with.

More than that, several demon generals and generals of the Tribulation made way. A man in white hair and red robe walked out of the "door". There was a blood lotus mark the size of a palm on his open chest, which was a prominent mark of the Demon Lord of Spirit Desire.

Xiao Nanli looked up and looked at each other, and they all laughed. Their smiles had their own meanings and were quite intriguing.

Lingyu didn't know what Xiao Nanli was laughing at. While he was thinking about it, Ye Qixin and others came out from somewhere and saluted him: "See the ancestor."

"You are doing this very well." Ling Yu temporarily skipped Xiao Nanli and glanced at the five people.

He remembered both Ye Qixin and Mo Yuguan, but Leng Ye and Kong Wenju were not very familiar with each other, and knew they were rising stars.

Xie Zun, however, dares to practice many magical skills, which is clearly provoking his position.

Although he was released because of the lack of manpower, the Spirit Demon Lord still disliked him, and his eyes were fixed on the evil master, and he smiled faintly: "How do you think we can make Dongdu the overlord of the true world."

This question is very tricky. Ye Qixin and Mo Yuguan looked at each other and were a little gloating. Although the Evil Lord lowered their generation, the Evil Lord's qualifications were too terrible, which seriously affected their status. In addition, the Demon Sect always regarded the strong as the most respected, so who knew that one day would be ridden by a junior.

This is also why Ye Qixin has always disliked the Evil Lord.

Now Dongdu is obviously a vassal of Buddhism and still thinking about dominating the real world, it is simply a dream.

Of course, the Evil Lord would not answer like this. After cursing in his heart, a smile appeared on his face: "The ancestor asked, how dare I not answer? However, in addition to practicing, I am more proficient in eating, drinking and having fun. It is more appropriate to leave it to a smart person like the throne. The disciple is satisfied with being a pawn."

"Tell me," Ling Yu said lightly, "What kind of magic skills have you practiced now, and to what extent?"

The evil master's heart skipped a beat. He could hide it from Ye Qixin, but he could not hide it from spiritual desire. There was nothing on the surface, but as long as the other party asked, the magic skill had the effect of overcoming the lower part. If he did not answer or lie, he would definitely be noticed.

He secretly scolded Lingyu for being a small figure, and even a small disciple was afraid, but his mind was running at high speed.

Just as he was thinking about how to deal with it, Feixian's cold shout suddenly came.

"I thought this was Lianyou Mountain?"

Lingyu's figure flashed and he met him, and sneered: "This is not Yuanci Mountain!"

One of the two is a sword with a parallel finger and the other is a normal palm.

The sword light roared and crisscrossed from all directions; the catastrophe was like a maggot on the tarsal bone, entangled with the sword light. In the collision, it was so quiet that it was not proportional to their power.

Feixian raised his eyebrows: "It's still the same disgusting."

Ling Yu sneered, turned around and rushed out of the "door" range, and rushed to a higher altitude: "Since I dislike you, I won't play with you anymore, so you can stop following you."
Chapter completed!