From a distance, the black mountain peak looked like a sword thrusting into the sky, domineering and majestic.

There, there is the Xingyu Thirteen Peaks impressively.

"finally reached!"

Some people who arrived first had ecstasy on their faces. From the moment they stepped into the Thirteen Peaks, they would be official Xingyunfeng disciples!

"Let's go too." Xiao Yang smiled.

And just as soon as the voice fell.

"Huh!"

A few rapid breaking winds suddenly sounded from the front. A group of men in bone costumes glanced at the crowd with gloomy expressions. The headed man held a snow Luo flower in his hand.

However, this person's strength is obviously much stronger than the previous one.

Liang Luo, the pinnacle of the seventh-order Lingpan.

This strength, even if Jing Yun and others encountered it, they had to avoid it.

"Fifth-tier Lingpan, sixth-tier Lingpan..." He stared at everyone, Liang Luo's eyes were slightly disdainful, not to mention that these people are not snow-attribute spiritualists, even if they are, it is impossible to hurt Dongmu That way, then escaped unharmed.

Suddenly, Liang Luo's gaze stayed on the team that Xiao Yang was in, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

Xueluohua, even if it has the role of investigating the Xueluo psychic, but if the psychic temporarily bans the spiritual gate, the role of Xueluohua will be difficult to play.

"Huh!"

With a flick of his back, Liang Luo appeared in front of Sun Wu, and his voice was quite gloomy: "Little brother, can you reveal your spiritual power?"

As long as you use your spiritual power, you will naturally know what kind of spiritual master it is.

"Why?" Sun Wu looked at Liang Luo impatiently.

"Just rely on me..."

As soon as Liang Luoyin's test sound sounded, Xiao Yang's palm was resting on Sun Wu's shoulder.

"Since he wants to see it, let him have a look." Xiao Yang laughed, and his right hand flicked slightly. The high temperature contained in the deep yellow flame caused Liang Luo's expression to change.

"Huh." With a cold look in his eyes, he cast Liang Luo aside, and Sun Wu's blood exploded, and his identity as a blood spiritualist was undoubtedly revealed.

"Liang Luo, these people have no problem!"

Just when Liang Luo was shocked, a sweaty figure suddenly rushed over. Holding a snow Luo flower, he shouted at Liang Luo: "Among them, there is no snow spiritualist, so hurry up. Search other people!"

Hearing this, Liang Luo's eyes flashed, and even his companions felt jealous. It seems that these people are indeed difficult to deal with.

"Go!" Liang Luo glanced at Xiao Yang with a faint smile, and shouted in a low voice.

"Don't be fooled by them!"

Suddenly, a sharp yell came from a distance: "That fire-based spiritualist is actually a multi-source spiritualist. Among them, there is a spiritual gate, which is snow-based. If you don’t believe it, grab two at random. The disciples of Sixiaofeng had to torture them, and they knew that what I said was true."

Excited, Fan Han stayed in the distant sky, pointed at Xiao Yang and the others, and shouted excitedly.

"He didn't even die." Xia Zhen's eyes narrowed slightly.

"Are you a multi-source spiritual master, you almost passed it by fooling you."

Staring sharply at Xiao Yang, Liang Luo shouted out loudly: "Do it, before Elder Dong Ming arrives, you must keep these people behind!"

"Wow!"

The violent spiritual power erupted everywhere in the sky, and Fan Han laughed.

Let you offend me, deserve it!

"Huh!"

The gorgeous fire light was like a gleam of light across the sky. Xiao Yang was holding a six-blade gold plate and flashed behind Fan Han. The dazzling light flashed on the gold plate.

The sound of laughter suddenly stopped.

Looking at the lower part of his body that was falling rapidly, Fan Han's face gradually rose with fear. He turned to look at Xiao Yang, his face distorted to the extreme.

How could Xiao Yang's speed be so fast?

With the blood flowing, Fan Han's corpse slammed on the ground and turned into mud. Liang Luo and the others' expressions shrank, and defensive spirits surrounded the whole body.

"kill!"

Accompanied by this voice, the spirit beasts with different postures looked ferociously towards Xiao Yang.

"Hands." You Li groaned softly, and while Shui Yize waved her little hand, heavy waves of water shot the bodies of those spirit beasts mercilessly high in the sky.

"Shadow spirit, ghost arrow!" Throwing away the pit in her hand, Xia Zhen tapped her small hand lightly, and a large swath of sharp dark light shot in all directions.

"Boom!"

A dull crash sounded.

In the mid-air, Sun Wu slammed a huge white bone-shaped centipede, bursting into scum in the sky with a bang.

"How come!" Liang Luo was shocked.

The strength of these people has far exceeded his expectations.

"Xue Youmei, Bingtian and Snow Burial!"

In Xiao Yang's soft voice, a series of ghostly ghosts shuttled in the sky, and a large skeletal spirit beast was pierced through its body and fell weakly to the ground.

Looking at this scene, both the disciples of Waifeng, Liang Luo and others were shocked.

This strength, even if compared with the well-known figures on the Thirteen Peaks list, is nothing less than surpassing.

"Huh!"

With a wave of Xue Youmei's spear, the last bone beast in the sky broke into two pieces in the air. Xiao Yang's eyes narrowed slightly, and his body shot out like a leopard ready to go.

"Chang!"

The edge of the golden gold plate was cut on the black round cover around Liang Luo. Although it was not cut, the scratches left on it ~lightnovelpub.net~ proved that this was indeed effective.

"Elder Dong Ming, save me!" Seeing more and more cracks, Liang Luo's face was filled with fear that could not be concealed.

"Today, even the powerful Spirit Sovereign is here, and it can't save you!" Xiao Yang grinned, and the speed of the golden blade in his hand was dazzling.

Seeing Xiao Yang who was flashing quickly, all the outer peak disciples were dumbfounded.

The seventh-order Lingpan, they could only flee when they saw it, but Xiao Yang was unilaterally torturing and killing.

"Crack!"

Finally, a crisp and broken sound rang from under the blade.

Looking at Liang Luo, who looked terrified, Xiao Yang's eyes were sharp, a golden light flashed across the blade in his hand, and he suddenly chopped down.

"you dare!"

The cold spiritual power suddenly swept from the sky behind, with a strong killing intent, this fluctuation actually reached the eighth-level Lingpan!

"Ming Lao save me!" Liang Luo was overjoyed.

The light in his eyes flashed, Xiao Yang's figure sank, and the cold and cold spirit power swept across the area, leaving behind large black ice crystals, and a shocked uproar sounded from around.

"If you dare to hurt him a cold hair, you will pay for it with your life!"

A bone butterfly the size of Zhang Xu rushed from a distance, and Dong Ming, who stepped on it, had a cruel look in his eyes, and a black mist haunted him endlessly.

"Is it an eighth-order Lingpan?" Steady his figure, Xiao Yang whispered softly as his lower blade turned.

"Ming Lao, the person who caused Young Master Mu to turn into that tragic situation is this kid, quickly kill him!" Liang Luo pointed at Xiao Yang and shouted sharply.

"Huh!"

The broken finger, mixed with blood hurricane.

The sharp edge of the blade was deeply embedded in Liang Luo's neck, and Xiao Yang's expression was indifferent.

"Why do some people have to rush to die."

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