Yin Yunxiao was still angry, but Yan Beihan no longer wanted to argue with him, and said calmly: "You people from the underworld gather together and hide safely, but other sects don't have such conditions as you. Haha, it's really shameless.

especially."

Yin Yunxiao was furious and felt baffled, saying: "What does other sects have to do with my Hell? Don't blame me! Besides, it's not anyone else's turn to tell me what I, Yin Yunxiao, and Hell do!"

Shameless words will not be accepted and the original sentence will be returned!"

Yan Bei Leng snorted, turned around and walked to Feng Yun, saying: "Xiao Yun, how did you gain?"

Feng Yun had a wry smile on his face.

Although he is much older than Yan Beihan, his seniority is really many generations lower than Yan Beihan. This Xiaoyun cry really made him feel full in his throat.

"Don't mention it."

Feng Yun looked helpless: "I have used more than half of the life-saving secret treasure given by my elders. I can barely save a life, but there is nothing to gain."

"Have you even used those secret treasures?" Yan Beihan was surprised.

He didn't use any of them.

With Fang Che by his side, even though he was caught by the fire phoenix and carried to a high altitude, Fang Che still managed to save him.

It's not like using secret treasures at all.

Moreover, the space ring inside my own space is almost full now.

The harvest can be said to be extremely rich.

"Not even a little inner elixir or anything?"

Yan Beihan sent a message to Feng Yun.

"That's a bit." Feng Yun smiled faintly, nodding slightly and said, "But in front of these sects, you shouldn't expose too much."

"How much?" Yan Beihan was a little curious.

Feng Yun was a little proud: "There are almost more than a hundred, all of which are the inner elixirs of monsters that are not available in the outside world. What about you?"

"I'm about the same."

Yan Beihan replied calmly.

More than a hundred?

hehe……

Thinking of the hundreds of thousands in his space ring, and Feng Yun's one hundred, it's really... Tsk, pitiful. It's a shame that he is so complacent...

Based on Yan Beihan's understanding of Feng Yun, this guy would never tell the truth. He said it was more than a hundred, but the minimum number was between four, five hundred and one thousand.

There is no doubt about this, Feng Yun is this kind of person.

But even if it's a thousand... what's the point?

Over there, Yin Yunxiao saw that Yan Beihan actually ignored him after saying a few words, and was furious.

I have a huge blood debt to settle with you, but you actually ignored me. Why?

"Yan Beihan, do you think our underworld is afraid of your only orthodox religion?" Yin Yunxiao said angrily.

"People are ignoring you, why are you calling?"

Shi Changjian frowned, looked at Yin Yun with deep hatred in his eyes, and said slowly: "You have to be beaten to feel comfortable? The Holy Son of the Underworld, are you so mean?"

Yin Yunxiao could hardly believe his ears, turned his head suddenly, looked at Shi Changjian, and asked one by one: "What did you say?"

Shi Changjian held his head high, looked at Yin Yun with deep malice in his eyes and smiled: "I told you, why are you so mean!"

Yin Yun laughed and howled wildly, and suddenly black clouds filled the air, filled with gloomy air, and a ghostly aura suddenly filled the air: "Shi Changjian, you asked for this, don't blame me for ignoring our alliance."

As he spoke, he slowly drew out his long sword.

It would be better if Yin Yunxiao didn't mention the words 'alliance'.

But when he mentioned it, Shi Changjian suddenly felt the internal organs in his chest being burned with pain. He thought of those familiar faces who died in front of him, and the blood was spilled in every scene.

It’s so heartbreaking!

Shi Changjian roared violently, screamed loudly, and drew the sword with a clang: "Yinyunxiao, what the hell! Who is your ally? You bastard, you don't even deserve to be mentioned as an ally!"

Yin Yunxiao was furious. I had a few quarrels with Yan Beihan, but I haven't finished my breath yet. What the hell does it have to do with you, Qingming Palace?

Why are you, Shi Changjian, pretending to be so cool when you suddenly stand up?

Are you so anxious to cling to the lap of solipsism?

"Since you are so eager to be a filial son and grandson of the only orthodox religion...hehe, kill!"

The body floats up, the sword energy is strong, and the ghost energy is awe-inspiring.

The Shi Changjian was also blazing with sword light, splitting the air with a hiss, and actually rushed forward even more impatiently than Yin Yunxiao.

Two figures in black came into contact and rolled into a ball in the field.

Black air permeates the air.

Qing Ming Qi and Ghost Qi are entangled with each other. They are both top geniuses in their respective sects. Their cultivation in the Yin and Yang Realm is also comparable. In an instant, it is a life and death fight.

Mountain.

Fang Che sighed at the right time: "This senior brother of Qingming Palace is indeed a person. He is so tough that he started fighting with Yin Yunxiao. This temperament and character are worthy of the name Qingming."

The speaker is intentional and the listener is intentional.

The disciples in the Netherworld Hall next to them all had complicated expressions.

Yes, in order to avenge his fellow sect members, the senior brothers of Qingming Palace had sex with Yin Yunxiao, the Holy Son of the Underworld, in public.

What about us?

So they all took a peek at Lan Xinxue.

Lan Xinxue showed a confused expression and said in a confused tone: "Senior Brother Fang, what should I do?"

She still looks like a cute little girl.

Lan Xinxue's tea art can be said to have reached its peak.

Disguise is enough.

But at this moment, when all the disciples of Netherworld Palace need a backbone, it is absolutely counterproductive for Lan Xinxue to show such a look.

Everyone's eyes were filled with disappointment and faint disgust.

Everyone is looking forward to you coming out to take charge of the overall situation.

As a result, you are still showing off your charming skills and performing Liu Shen Wuzhu.

Show it to whom?

Just like in times of national crisis, what everyone wants to see is the mainstay heroes who turn the tide, the iron-bone army, the invincible steel army, rather than a graceful dancing figure.

star.

It's the same thing.

If you dance well and sing well, you will naturally be popular in peacetime, but in such a critical moment, is it of any use? Will the enemy catch you and continue dancing?

When Lan Xinxue usually performs like this, everyone will take care of you, feel sorry for you, pamper you, and pamper you.

But what time is it now?

When you need to shout, "Everyone, come with me and kill them," you shout out sweetly, "Oh, I'm so scared..."

Don't mention how the disciples of Netherworld Palace are feeling.

Fang Che coughed and said, "Junior sister, this is your Nether Palace matter. How can I, an outsider, help you make the decision?"

Lan Xinxue's heart trembled.

Suddenly I felt that I had done something wrong.

At this time, it was not the time for her to act coquettishly. Looking at the eyes of her fellow disciples around her, she knew that she had used the wrong move.

She smiled softly and said, "Senior Brother Fang is very knowledgeable, and my little sister can't help but ask for advice."

Then he turned to look at his fellow disciples and said, "Since the Qingming Palace dares to do so, is our Nether Palace weaker than the Qingming Palace? Everyone, go out with me and settle the score with Yin Yunxiao."

Everyone was in high spirits.

A saint is still a saint. Although there are some flaws, this decision is definitely supported by everyone.

"Go out and settle accounts with them!"

"Walk!"

Everyone jumped up.

At this time, other people from Qingming Palace also participated in the battle. Although the people from the underworld were confused, they also stepped forward one after another.

After all, the Son is fighting...

At this time, several other companies also arrived one after another.
To be continued...