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Chapter Five Hundred and Nine: The Power of the Golden Phoenix!

"Let's talk about some serious ones. //The fastest update //" said the old man in black robe: "It will be no good for us to waste it hard. Although there is a lack of a burden around us, you have to admit that the elder of the Blood Shadow Sect will either come here to support these holy palace monks, or find Chen Qing who was sent away by you. If it is the latter, then Chen Qing was captured by the elder of the Blood Shadow Sect. Our trip today will be completely wasted."

"So, we must fight quickly."

The old man in black robe smiled and said, "Of course, it's unlikely that you can solve so many people by yourself. Of course, escaping is another matter."

"See the opportunity and run away." The old man in black robe a little heavier, and it is not difficult to see the seriousness of it.

Ye Xuan nodded.

The old man in black robe was the same as he thought.

There were hundreds of monks in the Holy Palace, but he never thought of fighting head-on with each other.

Although Youhuo is terrible, the time that Youhuo can last is too short. Once Youhuo time passes, Ye Xuan's combat power will drop a lot. After all, the time for the old man in the black robe to control Youhuo is really limited. The most important thing is that if the strong man in the Blood Shadow Sect in the realm of Condensation of the Truth will catch Chen Qing who is about to escape, he will be wasted all his previous efforts.

"What are you waiting for?" Ye Xuan looked at the hundreds of Holy Palace monks, smiled slightly, and said.

These monks in the Holy Palace looked at each other, wondering what Ye Xuan meant.

"You can't come up and kill me, what else can you wait?" Ye Xuan said with a wry smile: "I only have one person, there are so many of you, why? Are you so many of you, and you are still afraid that I can't be alone?"

"joke!"

"How can we be afraid of you!"

"The tone is very big."

These holy palace monks have a very high status on weekdays and are respected by others everywhere. Although they are also necessary to respect others occasionally, this is not Ye Xuan. How could they bear Ye Xuan's cowardly aura? After hearing Ye Xuan's words, they all shot their own magic without saying a word.

Even if they are angry, they are still rational and know that if they fight alone, no one will be Ye Xuan's opponent.

Ye Xuan's heart was shaking.

These hundreds of monks from the Holy Palace performed magic together, and how powerful he could resist it.

Of course, as soon as these Holy Palace monks cast their magic, they were entangled by the ghost fire. The spell hit the ghost fire. The powerful Holy Palace monks may be able to disperse the ghost fire, and those who are slightly weaker cannot even disperse the ghost fire.

The most bizarre convenience of Youhuo is here.

"What the hell."

At this time, these monks of the Holy Palace also discovered the strangeness of the Nether Fire.

It broke up and condensed again.

"hateful!"

"First solve this strange flame!"

The old man in black robe controlled hundreds of ghost fires in one breath, which naturally delayed these holy palace monks. Ye Xuan could not watch them by the side. Seeing these holy palace monks fighting with the ghost fire, Ye Xuan waved his sleeves, and the soul-catching golden bell appeared in his hand and shook it gently.

The sound of the bell came into my ears, and some monks in the Holy Palace immediately stumbled, but they lacked their spiritual knowledge and practiced, and were directly injured by the soul-capturing golden bell's soul.

You know, this soul-catching golden bell is a magic weapon that enters the spirit level.

Seeing that the souls of a group of monks in the Holy Palace were severely damaged, and before they could recover, Ye Xuan and the old man in black robe would not give these people a chance to take action.

The two of them took action together, and the old man in black robe attacked with ghost fire, while Ye Xuan used the sword domain to exert the sword intent, and the Holy Palace monks whose souls were most severely damaged.

And at the same time.

Behind Ye Xuan, a golden wing suddenly grew, and these wings gradually gathered to form a golden bird. No, this is not a bird, but a golden phoenix. This Dharma image is not described as a bird.

This golden phoenix is ​​the golden phoenix magic that Ye Xuanxin practiced.

The Golden Phoenix Dharma Image is behind Ye Xuan.

A loud scream.

A large amount of golden flames suddenly spit out of Jinfeng's mouth.

This golden flame is not an ordinary fire, but a golden phoenix fire. The power of the flame is naturally unusual. Ye Xuan pointed his finger and the golden phoenix flames all headed towards the monks of the Holy Palace.

The golden phoenix magic image hissed again.

Ye Xuan's magic changes. The next moment, the golden phoenix magic image was poked out from Ye Xuan's back, and a huge golden phoenix gathered in the air.

The moment he breathed, the golden phoenix flew directly into the crowd of hundreds of Holy Palace monks, causing the hundreds of Holy Palace monks to feel shocked. Wherever the golden phoenix passed, the burning golden flames dispersed, causing many Holy Palace monks to be hurt.

Ye Xuan took a deep breath and murmured: "The spells strongly praised by the body of the Lord of the Sect Master of the Wangyue Sect are really not ordinary spells. This golden phoenix magic image is really powerful. Now I have not taken enough of the golden phoenix fruit. If the golden phoenix fruit I have taken enough of in time, wouldn't this golden phoenix magic image be even more powerful?"

You know, how many golden phoenix fruits he has just taken now?

One!

Only one!

Even most of the extremely powerful tricks of the Golden Phoenix Dharma Figure cannot be used.

If the Golden Phoenix Fruit is taken enough, he can only use some powerful moves of the Golden Phoenix Dharma Image.

But even so, the Golden Phoenix Dharma Image swept through the crowd, and combined with Ye Xuan's sword field, more than a dozen Holy Palace monks immediately landed. Of course, the ability to do this was entirely due to the powerful divine thoughts of the old man in the black robe, the top treasure of the soul-catching golden bell obtained from the genius of the dynasty, as well as the Golden Phoenix Dharma Image that everyone in the Wangyue Sect must learn back then, so Ye Xuan was able to kill so many Holy Palace monks in one breath.

Killing more than a dozen Holy Palace monks in one breath is not the end, but Jian Yue from Ye Xuan's sword field swept directly into the crowd.

Then a blink of an eye, a golden flame burned at its fingertips. The next moment, it turned into a huge golden phoenix fire. The golden phoenix fire was thrown by Ye Xuan and directly threw it into the crowd. The next moment, more than a dozen Holy Palace monks landed on the ground, some of them died, while the other part was seriously injured and difficult to fight again.

At this time, the other monks in the Holy Palace were stunned.

How long has it been after fighting, so many monks in the Holy Palace died and were injured?

Ye Xuan is a little too scary.

In fact, what Ye Xuan feared the most was the master of the realm of Condensing Truth. With the light fire, he was never afraid of the tactics of the sea of ​​people.

"Ye Xuan, there is not much time left, now is the opportunity. Let's go." The old man in black robe reminded that he had not had much time to persevere in his divine consciousness, and it was still too difficult to deal with hundreds of Holy Palace monks in one breath.

"Um!"

Ye Xuan responded and looked at the monks of the Holy Palace again. Seeing his companions die in front of him, how could they not be surprised? While they were surprised, they also felt fear in their hearts. But when they were panicked, they found that Ye Xuan had already disappeared from the spot and disappeared.

Ye Xuan disappeared, and these ghost fires disappeared from the spot at an extremely fast speed.

"He ran away in that direction!"

At this time, a monk from the Holy Palace shouted.

Others also noticed Ye Xuan who was escaping.

"Chasing!"

"If this person is let go, how can we explain to the elders?"

"Although this person killed me and other fellow Taoists just now, his true energy must have been consumed a lot. You fellow Taoists will follow me to chase this person!"

After these words, the monks of the Holy Palace reached an agreement, and all of them unfolded their true energy and quickly chased Ye Xuan in the direction of his escape.

But Ye Xuan had already escaped, and his speed was so fast that these Holy Palace monks could catch up with him.

In a blink of an eye, these monks of the Holy Palace lost Ye Xuan and looked around. There was no trace of Ye Xuan, and even a trace of the aura no longer existed.

Compared to Lan Yunyan, Ye Xuan is even more difficult to catch.

Ye Xuan opened the lock of true qi, plus the bone-changing body cultivation, and how fast these monks could catch up with them?

"impossible!"

"How could he run away!"

"search!"

These monks in the Holy Palace did not believe it and began to search everywhere.

But after searching for a while, he still couldn't find Ye Xuan.

At this time, an elderly figure suddenly came here. The old man stood with his hands behind his back, and it was Gao Fenghua who had just chased Ye Xuan.

These monks of the Holy Palace soon discovered Gao Fenghua. Seeing that it was Gao Fenghua, these monks of the Holy Palace were not negligent and said respectfully: "Gourmet to Elder Gao!"

"Have you seen Elder Gao!"

Gao Fenghua didn't appreciate it, glanced around and said in a cold voice: "What are you doing here? Where is that boy? Don't tell me, you can't stop him."
Chapter completed!
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