Chapter 556 Niu B’s Senior Brother

Three magic weapons in the sky are fighting each other. Black Lotus fights against two, but unfortunately they fail to win, and both sides just tied.

Yang Yifeng was on the side, and even the power to heal his wounds was gone. It can be said that the last blow, which had tried his best, had consumed all the remaining sword energy on his body, and his soul was injured by eight levels and was completely unable to use his skills. It can be said that now is the time when Yang Yifeng was the most useless, and he was not even as good as an ordinary person.

However, Yang Yifeng didn't care about his own injuries at all. Anyway, as long as he didn't die, he would always recover. Now he was watching the rare battle of the Saint Lord above intoxication. You should know that outsiders watch the excitement and experts look at the tricks. Although Yang Yifeng is still three levels away from Saint Lord, this huge gap is so big that it cannot be compensated by magic weapons, because both magic power and realm are too different.

However, Yang Yifeng's talent and opportunities, as well as the retained insights of nothingness in his heart, was that his vision was so high that he could understand the Holy Lord's battle of treasure this time.

What is the most important thing? This kind of opportunity is difficult to get for millions of years. If you don’t focus on Doubao at this time, it’s no different from a fool.

The twenty-fourth-grade black lotus, the twelfth-grade golden lotus and the seven-treasure wonderful tree fought endlessly in the air, and neither side fought at all. Seeing that the fighting treasure was getting louder and louder, the power was getting bigger and bigger, and the impact was getting bigger and bigger. The range of the vague influence was getting bigger and bigger.

At this moment, Qianhuan jumped out again, flashing golden light to protect Yang Yifeng. It seemed that the damage was not very big, but he recovered in such a short time. You know, Qianhuan fought hard with the leader, the Seven Treasures Miao Tree, and he was completely regained freely in such a short time, and his power was even better than before. Fortunately, it was automatically protected by the master. Otherwise, the aftermath alone would be enough to completely destroy Yang Yifeng.

Yang Yifeng was fine, but the fairy world closest to here was greatly affected. The barrier of the entire fairy world was trembling slightly. The pure and peaceful fairy spirit aura in the fairy world became violent and turbulent, rolling endlessly.

At this moment, a square diagram suddenly appeared at the site of the treasure land, putting down the black and white energy. It arrogantly pushed open the three magic weapons of both sides of the battle. Yang Yifeng knew this treasure, which was the ultimate Tai Chi diagram of Taishang Laojun who gave him kindness.

Seeing this, the twelfth-grade golden lotus and the seven-treasure Miao Tree flew west at the same time. The twenty-fourth-grade black lotus obviously did not want the twelfth-grade golden lotus and the seven-treasure Miao Tree to escape, so they jumped to chase after them, but they were stopped by the Tai Chi diagram on the way. The two treasures collided for several rounds, and there was no winner, but the twelfth-grade golden lotus and the seven-treasure Miao Tree had long disappeared.

"Hmph~~!" A cold snorted sound suddenly sounded between the world. The twenty-fourth-grade black lotus paused for a moment, and disappeared wrapped in Yang Yifeng.

Yang Yifeng, who was seriously injured and had no strength to speak, was easily wrapped and left without resistance by the 24th-grade black lotus and Qian Huan, who was shining with golden light. Yang Yifeng only felt a flash in front of him and completely fainted. Qian Huan, who protected Yang Yifeng, also sank into Yang Yifeng's soul at the same time. It was obvious that it knew that the 24th-grade black lotus had no malice.

"Senior Brother~~!" A Taoist priest with gray temples and a kind face, but a hint of harshness between his eyebrows was dressed in an old Taoist dressed in front of him, and a big belly with a bald belly next to him. He spoke to the monk with a sad face.

"Junior brother has done too much this time and has angered that person, but it is not easy to deal with!" The old monk also spoke helplessly.

"But senior brother..." The Taoist priest said something.

"Okay, the cause and effect of this matter has been settled. We need to do something with that person in the future." The old monk said, and a twelve-grade lotus platform suddenly appeared under his seat.

A tree branch also appeared in the old Taoist priest's hand at the same time, and sighed helplessly and stopped talking.

After Taishang Laojun, who was far away in the fairy world, took back the Tai Chi diagram and looked at the chessboard with his long beard and smiled. He didn't know what to think about anymore, but after a long time, he spoke slowly: "This matter still needs to be calculated, so you can't let the two junior brothers get another move. The two Westerners are really too reckless." After that, he disappeared into the cottage.

In a dark palace without light, although there is no light, for some reason, you can still clearly see the ground-shaped columns standing everywhere in the hall, thick and high, and they are not visible.

Lying in the middle of the open space was Yang Yifeng who disappeared wrapped in a 24th-grade black lotus.

Yang Yifeng slowly opened his eyes, struggled to sit up, looked around, and secretly used his true power. He found that there was no trace of true energy in his body, but his injuries were all healed. The soul did not seem to have any major problems. Although he was still seriously injured, it no longer affected his movements.

I stood up and walked for two steps, and had recovered my ability to move. Someone must have saved me. I groped and walked slowly forward, because I felt something seemed to be calling me in that direction.

He walked forward while stomping forward, but was secretly calling to the sky. However, for some reason, there was no reply at all. The soul was seriously injured, as if he had lost contact with everything in the sea of ​​consciousness.

After walking for a long time, after crossing a pillar, my eyes suddenly became clear. In the middle of a large open space, there was only one throne. On the seat was a middle-aged man with a gentle appearance, thick eyebrows and big eyes, with a sense of arrogance between his eyebrows, and his body exuded a sense of murderous intent. When Yang Yifeng blinked his eyes and looked at the ground, he found that the feeling he felt from the middle-aged man had changed again. Every time he looked at him, he found that it was completely different from the last time. This strange feeling surprised Yang Yifeng.

"Your Excellency?" Yang Yifeng was surprised. Who is this boss? He doesn't seem to know him? He can't provoke such a strong man at all. Could it be for the sake of the treasure? Because Yang Yifeng saw a round bead on the middle-aged man's hand. What's that Qianhuan? By the way, it was Qianhuan, it must be Qianhuan who called him over.

"Good baby~!" The middle-aged man praised, then stretched out his hand and flew back to Yang Yifeng, flew around Yang Yifeng happily, and then disappeared between Yang Yifeng's eyebrows. The middle-aged man looked at Yang Yifeng with interest and said, "It's indeed extraordinary, hahahaha~~~~" He actually laughed for no reason, and the laughter echoed in the empty palace for a long time.
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