Just as he was puzzled, Chu Moli's voice came from his ears.

"The four of them, including Ye Chengfeng, probably won't live long."

These words made Xiaoyao Sect unable to help but look over.

"Senior Brother Third, what do you mean? What do they mean that they can't live long?"

Chu Moli thought for a while and said, "The five of them should have used a special secret technique to transform their bodies. This transformation can allow them to live as the Golden Immortal for ten thousand years, and can also allow them to have the power to defy the sky in a short period of time, but it also leaves huge hidden dangers. If you want to use a metaphor, it is... the fireworks are gorgeous and they will die if they burn them out."

In fact, Mu Yan also discovered this.

But what she couldn't figure out was what kind of secret technique could achieve such an effect.

Chu Moli raised his fingers and tapped the wheelchair armrest gently, pondering: "First, you can eliminate poisonous insects and curses."

Mu Yan nodded.

Poison and Gu are good at.

The curse is good at Senior Brother Third.

If the poisonous insect and curse were used, they would definitely notice it.

Chu Moli frowned slightly, and his eyes also showed confusion, "But besides poisonous insects and curses, there is any power to do it. And I always feel that this energy is a bit familiar."

While speaking, his eyes fell on Leng Yumo and thoughtfully said: "It seems to be somewhat similar to the breath on the Red Lotus Sword, but it is also very different."

Mu Yan was stunned.

In fact, she also felt that the aura emitted by Ye Chengfeng was a little familiar, but she couldn't remember where she could sense it.

At this time, Chu Moli pointed it out, and something flashed through his mind.

Her gaze subconsciously turned and fell on the little yellow chicken who was happily holding pastries to eat and drink.

"It's Wushang Palace!" Mu Yan blurted out: "The energy that Ye Chengfeng and others looked like a spirit, not a spirit, not a demon, is very similar to the aura in Huangfu Zun and the Sky Gate that day. Could it be that Ye Chengfeng and others had also entered Wushang Palace?"

It is not [Hunyuan Cave Palace], but the real Wushang Palace.

Luo Yu immediately remembered something, and a hint of hesitation appeared on his face, "I heard some strange sounds before entering Wushang Palace that day, which seemed to be related to Lan Chuxi..."

He was about to repeat what he had heard.

The battle situation over there has changed again.

"Old ancestor—!!"

Yi Xuesong screamed, interrupting Mu Yan and the others' thoughts.

The seven people turned their heads and saw a big hole in Yi Zhengqing's chest, and he was standing shakingly, with his face full of fear and despair.

Yi Xuesong held him, "How are you, ancestor?!"

Yi Zhengqing shook him away and roared: "Impossible! How could your strength become so strong? Back then, you were just a useless dog slave from the tram, and you didn't even deserve to carry shoes for us. I also used my own hands to slap your dantian cultivation and crushed your bones inch by inch. You should have died long ago, why would you live to this day?"

"How could I lose to you! I am the dignified ancestor of Luo Yunmeng, how could I lose to you, a dog slave!!"

Yi Zhengqing's eyes were red and his figure seemed crazy.

He roared and rushed forward desperately.

Ye Chengfeng had a faint smile on his lips, stretched out his slender and pale hands and grabbed it in the air.

It just happened to grab his head.

His five fingers suddenly exerted force, and only the sound of a stuck sound was heard, and five blood holes were caught in Yi Zhengqing's head.
Chapter completed!