Chu Lingxu!?

Situ Lingfeng!?

The two people who appeared in front of "Xiaolong" Weng Xiaofei and "Drunk Soul" Lu Da were two white Taoist giants who had not appeared in the world for a long time and were missing.

One of these two people represents the Baidao Sect and the other represents the aristocratic family. They have always been the two people Murong Zhuhai was most worried and most wary of. Unfortunately, they were unable to find their place. They have always been a major concern for Murong Zhuhai.

The emergence of the two of them at this time is undoubtedly a solution that the other party has prepared for a long time.

Since you can plot against others, you naturally cannot stop others from plotting against yourself...

The moment Chu Lingxu and Situ Lingfeng appeared, Weng Xiaofei's face was stiff, his voice was muted, and he shouted "Go!" and disappeared in an instant, and he rushed to Chu Lingxu who was smiling coldly at him.

This is his second fight with Chu Lingxu. Compared with the famous Situ Lingfeng, he believes that he is more confident in winning against Chu Lingxu.

After a few roars like an evil tiger, four balls of high-frequency sound waves that kept shining around him, and as he rushed forward, he fiercely blocked Chu Lingxu's front, back and left and right.

Lu Da, who was one step slower, couldn't help but curse secretly, and could only face Situ Lingfeng, the "No. 1 sword in the world" after "Bao Dao".

Although Situ Lingfeng is very famous, there is still no deterrent power in the eyes of Lu Da, the old monster in the world who has been hiding for hundreds of years. After all, how could a strong man who had been deified half a step more than a hundred years ago take this junior seriously...

Amid the sound of ghosts, Lu Da turned into a mass of ghost fog, sweeping towards Situ Lingfeng.

Situ Lingfeng was unsheathed from the black sword. With a few simple horizontal and vertical slashes, a mass of ghost fog was scattered under his sword light. Lu Da's ghost fog was suddenly released on a large scale, and dozens of ghost fog formed, attacking from all directions.

Situ Lingfeng snorted coldly, and the sword light in his palm was bright. Suddenly, the sword light emitted an extremely sharp sword energy, instantly repelling all the ghost fog that swept over, revealing a "dry soul" Lu Da with a surprised look on his face. The sword light followed. As Lu Da screamed, he threw away an arm like a dry bone in an instant.

Situ Lingfeng shouted fiercely and took a step and slashed quickly. However, Lu Da suddenly turned into a black mist in front of the sword and his body, dissipating invisible. At the same time, the dry bones falling on the ground also turned into black smoke, and his whereabouts were unknown.

Situ Lingfeng frowned slightly, and his sword became cautious.

In an instant, the entire imperial city fell into chaos, and all the people fought each other, and the strong smell of blood immediately enveloped the entire imperial city.

Just as the masters from all walks of life fought, Yan Gongzhan finally quickly reached the edge of the deep pit. However, before he could see the situation in the pit, a fire light soared into the sky. The fierce high temperature almost made his hair burn and his clothes brittle. If it weren't for the protective energy that blocked most of the heat, he would have been burned out in an instant.

Yan Gong showed his hands to exert his strength, and the powerful shield of Qi resisted the heat that melted the gold and stone and the gushing flames.

Cave Tong!

A snorted cry in his ears, a figure with a torn clothes and a scarlet and fleshy figure turned over from the deep pit, with burning flames on his body, and pounced on his feet in pain.

The skin on the thin arms had already been carbonized and turned into pieces of dark coke. With a slight movement, the skin broke, revealing the red and pale bones that were cooked inside. The large ripe flesh and blood fell off as the person twisted, looking extremely creepy.

The figure who had completely peeled off his flesh was not someone else, but the Vedic monk Nangara.

One of his eyes turned completely pale like a dead fish. He looked at Yan Gongzhan and shouted: "Stop him, stop him-"

While shouting, Nakara was able to fly backwards, and quickly cling to the ground, using Vedic techniques to save his injuries.

First, a ball of orange-yellow light chakra bloomed at his navel, followed by the red root chakra, the golden sun chakra, the blue heart chakra, the purple eyebrow chakra... a ball of light chakra bloomed forward and backward until the Brahma acupoint chakra on his head burst out with a colorful halo.

At the same time, the only remaining muscles in Nakara's body seemed to be coming alive, and began to wriggle, cooked in large quantities, burned, and the carbonized skin began to fall off. Even if the nerves and bones were exposed, Nakara did not frown. Instead, the muscles under his control continued to wriggle and grow, gradually covering the exposed nerves and bones again... But after such a toss, the already withered body looked even thinner, like a skeleton with only one layer of skin, which was somewhat similar to the "Dry Soul" Luda, but the vitality on his body was visible to the naked eye and was extremely vigorous.

On the contrary, Yan Gongzhan looked shocked at this moment, and he frowned and stared at the pillar flames flying in the deep pit in front of him. A figure inside slowly stepped out, like a demon crawling out of the magma of hell. The Buddha seal shone between Ye Qingxuan's eyebrows, and the moon-like halo behind his head was wrapped in a circle of golden Buddha fire.

The golden Buddha fire and the white moon fire blended with each other, destroying all his clothes in his body, but the mysterious flame could form a simple piece of clothing wrapped around his chest and abdomen according to his wishes.

As he stepped up to the edge of the deep pit, the white marble ground touched under his feet was melted by the high temperature, and even his eyes became like a pair of burning crystals. Ye Qingxuan, who could not see his eyes, looked like there was no human atmosphere. This scene was that Yan Gongzhan had lived for so long and had never encountered it.

Yan Gongzhan, who was defeated by Ye Qingxuan, was instantly shrouded in fear. He roared hard, raised his courage, and raised his hand and made a sword!

The divine sword that had been with Yan Gongzhan for more than a hundred years was caught by Ye Qingxuan under his gaze. The fierce gold and silver Buddha fire was directly wrapped around the sword. In just a breath, the peerless sword that was enough to compete with any divine weapon in the world turned into melted iron, and with a loud bang, it dripped to the ground, leaving less than one-third of the sword hilt and sword body.

This is impossible...

This scary thought suddenly arose in Yan Gongzhan's heart. Could it be that Ye Qingxuan in front of him, and now Ye Qingxuan, truly demonstrated his full strength in the realm of deification?

Bang!

A sudden pain in the Dantian was, and Yan Gongzhan's horrified gaze suddenly became dull-

A big hand penetrated his body and stretched out from his back. The manic pain made his whole body twitch. The powerful energy that was enough to destroy the world collapsed inward without control and disappeared in the other party's palm.

"Ye...Qingxuan..."
Chapter completed!