"Go slow, don't send it."

Bei Chen's faint voice came, and in the eyes of Mu Qingcang, Hua Zong and others, bloodshot roots spread. At the same time of anger, a thick killing intent rose from it.

Xiao Yang was originally an eighth-rank alchemy master, and now he is a fourth-order spirit virtual.

Under his men, there is also a Sky Star Alliance whose strength has skyrocketed.

Taken together, it seems to be the embryonic form of a super power. Maybe one day, the strength of the Sky Star Alliance will catch up with Hua Family and Da Lei Tian.

Even more!

Thinking of this, Hua Zong and Mu Qingcang left with a cold face.

Xiao Yang, must die!

"How is it possible! How is it possible!"

Following Hua Zong, Hua has no double-faced color and ferocious, roaring crazily in her heart.

He was still dreaming about how to humiliate Xiao Yang when he saw Xiao Yang again, but the blow of reality was like a heavy hammer, shattering his self-esteem.

The gap between him and Xiao Yang was so big that it was irreparable.

How long does it take for him to become a fourth-order spiritual virtual and condense two void spiritual essences?

ten years?

Twenty years?

Moreover, he knew very well that Xiao Yang was a multi-source spiritual master, and the difficulty of raising it was dozens of times greater than him!

"Brother Hua, that kid must have had some **** luck. It won't take a long time for him to complete his original form..." The young man next to him smiled at Hua Wushuang in kind.

"Snapped!"

There was a crisp slap in the face.

The young man flew backwards, and several **** teeth spurted out of his mouth.

"shut up!"

He rushed forward, and Hua Wushuang kicked the young man frantically, with a crazy appearance that made all the young people silent and afraid to take a mouthful.

Hua Wushuang knew very well that Xiao Yang and him were no longer people in the same world.

He can't match it in this life.

Ghost domain, sky above.

The fluorite boat slowly stopped.

"It's a strict guard. No wonder the restaurant owner said that the ghost domain can form a sect against the demon domain." Xiao Yang looked forward and said in surprise.

The light red energy cover was inverted like a giant bowl, covering the entire ghost realm.

Ninth rank formation, crying blood absolute spirit formation.

Without the power of a true emperor-level spirit beast, don't even think about it.

"This big formation." Luo Chong stared straight.

If the half-moon region has this formation, why fear the invasion of monsters?

"Don't underestimate the ghost domain."

Xiao Yang said: "Ten thousand years ago, the Ghost Domain, like the Shenling Gate, was a giant-level power in the Northern Territory, but it declined later. The ancestors of the sects such as Mad Lion Palace and Yuanshiguan once belonged to Under the command of the ghost king, the master of the ghost domain."

"The forces such as Xing Yifeng, Da Lei Tian, ​​etc. are just afterlife in front of them."

"It is not surprising that there is a Ninth Rank formation."

"Then we have to attack?" Ambiguity couldn't wait.

Xiao Yang pondered slightly.

After a while.

He took out a sound transmission note.

"Sage Yan, what's the situation in the ghost domain?" Xiao Yang smiled and transmitted the sound.

"Xiao Yang? Have you returned to the Northern Territory?"

Yan Sheng’s ecstatic voice sounded in the autobiographical note: "Where are you now? Would you like to come to Yuanshi to sit and sit? We are very stable here, there is no half of the monsters, Yuanshiguan and Mad Lion Palace, Ghost Valley, Monster Night The island formed an alliance to jointly resist the invading demons with minimal damage."

"Is that so."

His eyes flashed slightly, and Xiao Yang smiled and said, "I have something to do now, so I won't disturb you. I'd better come to visit again later."

The sound transmission is over.

The ashes drifted away in the wind.

"Disembark."

Xiao Yang Ning said.

"Disembark? Aren't we leaving?"

The ambiguity was stunned for a moment, but immediately flashed out of the fluorite boat.

When everyone appeared by his side, Xiao Yang shook his right hand, and the huge fluorite ship shrank quickly and turned into a black ball, which he threw into the empty boundary stone.

"follow me."

Xiao Yang rushed down quickly.

Landed in the middle of a pile of boulders.

"The one who transmitted me just now is not a real person."

Looking at the puzzled Mu You and others, Xiao Yang narrowed his eyes: "You don’t know that Yuanshiguan and Youhungu are mortal enemies. The previous master of Yuanshiguan died in the hands of Qu Tongyou, even if they really joined forces. Yan Sheng will definitely scold me a few words to vent his dissatisfaction, but he didn't."

"In addition, there is a little guy named Li Ling in the Yuanshi Taoist Temple, and Sheng Yan always mentions her every time he transmits to me, but there is no one just now."

"It can be concluded that someone has imprinted the soul mark of Yan Sheng, and his formation technique is no less than the eighth rank."

Hearing this, Mu You and others understood clearly.

That's it.

"At the moment, the situation in the ghost domain is complicated, and no one knows what it is. I will place a large teleportation artifact here and give each of you a sub-tool. If you encounter danger, immediately withdraw."

Moving his gaze to the blood-red magic circle, Xiao Yang squinted his eyes: "With my current strength, I can't break this blood-sweeping spirit circle, but it's not difficult to just open a hole and sneak in."

Holding his right hand slightly, six brilliant fire lights turned in Xiao Yang's palm.

The tiny holes slowly zoomed in from the **** utterly spirit array.

at the same time.

The city wall of Yuanshi Temple.

There were many men in white clothes. Standing in the middle was Yan Gu with a gloomy face. Beside him, there was a sage who gritted his teeth.

On the right side of Yansheng, there are two people who shouldn't be here.

Mo Yao, Mo Ziyue.

Mo Ziyue's delicate little face ~lightnovelpub.net~ has still not dried tears, and Mo Yao's legs are empty, as if they were cut off by something.

"Scorpion Kings, these bastards!"

The elder Yuanshiguan's face trembled: "Are they really going to kill them all? What hatred Yuanshiguan and Yaoyedao have with them!"

Three days ago, Zhou Zhen, the master of the Scorpion King's Gate, asked the owner of the Yaoye Island to meet in the name of discussing important matters.

As a result, Zhou Zhen suddenly attacked and killed the master of Yaoye Island.

The elders in the door were killed and injured.

In order to send Mo Yao and Mo Ziyue, the remaining elders tried their best to hold Zhou Zhen and others, but Mo Yao's legs were still cut off.

Fortunately, his life is worry-free.

"Zhou Zhen is crazy!"

The second elder yelled angrily: "Where is the Mad Lion Palace, and the Ghost Valley, watch the Lord, contact them quickly and punish this group of unruly Scorpion Kings."

"Fail to contact."

Sage Yan's heart is heavy.

Not only couldn't reach the Mad Lion Palace and Ghost Valley, but even the Divine Phoenix Sect and Xingyufeng who had been friends with Yuan Shi Guan did not respond in any way.

Obviously, it was the ghost of the Scorpion King.

"I don't believe in Mu Qianjue and Qu Tongyou. I don't know what the Scorpion King Sect has done. Maybe there are their shadows behind this!" Mo Yao said fiercely.

Yan Gu's palm shook slightly.

How could he not understand such a simple matter.

But he really didn't know the reason why Mu Qianjue and Qu Tongyou did this.

Is it good for them?

"Haha, Yan Gu, what kind of **** are you stunned!"

The huge black shadow crashed down.

That is a palace.

On the wall of the hall, the doormen of the Scorpion King’s gate stood full. The sect master Zhou Zhen stepped on the city wall, looking at Yan Gu in a vicious manner, and laughed wildly: "Are you ready to die?"

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