"What?"

The ancestor Fengyue stood up and furiously said, "It's outrageous! What kind of thieves are so arrogant, so I'll go and meet him!"

"Let's wait!"

A voice came from outside, and then he saw a person walking quickly. The man was fat and his steps were heavy as he walked, and the flesh on both sides of his cheeks also trembled quickly. His aura was solid and thick, and his cultivation was not low. "I'm afraid there was a fraud in this matter!"

The ancestor Fengyue frowned: "Xuanwu, what news did you find?"

The plump Xuanwu said solemnly: "I just heard the rumors that the remnants of the four major sects of the Holy Church have changed a little. I suspect that they want to attract you to the leader through this method, which will be detrimental to the leader!"

When the ancestor Fengyue said, his heart moved and hesitated.

At this time, among the other two people in the hall, a tall and thin man stepped out with a gloomy face: "Master, why not let the three of us go there again!"

The ancestor Fengyue actually moved for a moment.

However, the last person spoke, saying, "Yes, how can you not avenge Boss Qinglong? Master, please give me the order!" This person's words made the ancestor Fengyue suddenly awaken - Yes, even Qinglong was easily defeated, so what can the three of them? After the Holy Sect expelled the four major sects, his foundation was indeed a little weak.

"You don't have to say it!" The ancestor Fengyue finally made a decision, "The person who came to harm the holy envoy in my sect, and his words were rude. How could he forgive him if he despises me?" Thinking of the words brought by the disciples who fled back, the ancestor Fengyue was furious and finally overwhelmed his suspicion: "There is no need to summon people, just the three of you follow me. Today I vow to kill these offenders who offend the Holy Cult on the spot!"

Only two people came from the other party, and the ancestor Fengyue was unwilling to lose his might. He just wanted the other three "holy envoys" in the sect to accompany him, and rolled up a surging power and flew towards the desert air for caution.

All the illusions of "Miracle Realm" come from thoughts and are also a place to amplify emotions. The ancestor Fengyue failed to see through the reality and indulged in his own fantasies. Those selfish, suspicious, timid, anger and other emotions in human nature were involuntarily amplified.

If he was the only one in this illusion, then all things in the world would move with his thoughts and would be born with his thoughts. This would make him indulge in false fantasies. Feng Yi and Bi Yao broke in. He would not be able to influence others' power with the "virtual" state, and at this moment, the disadvantage of emotional out-of-control is revealed.

Especially when he was imprisoned into the illusion, the ancestor Fengyue was in a state of collapse of mind and was affected by the magic skills. His emotional state was unstable, which aggravated the disadvantage of such out-of-control. It is precisely for this reason that the ancestor Fengyue first entered the "Miracle Realm" but became the one who fell the deepest.

The ancestor Fengyue and his four men were powerful, and the wind and lightning were like lightning, landing on the ordinary mound.

With their cultivation, the momentum of one person can trigger the flying sand and stones. The four of them gathered together, even without the need to deliberately do it, they could change the situation.

However, facing the opponent's power, Ru Yuan and Ru Zhuo, Feng Yi's expression was as usual, his body stood like a javelin, and his aura was as if he was unsheathed and his sword was so sharp that he could not bear it!

Looking at that demeanor, it seems that he is not giving in to each other at all!

Even Biyao, who stood quietly beside Feng Yi, had a smile on his face and was joking, and even turned a blind eye to their awesome power. Of course, they would not know that Biyao did not "accumulate sword power" like Feng Yi, so he lost the blessing of his mysterious state of mind. It was the limit to ignore the other party's aura.

Originally, the faces of the two made the ancestor Fengyue feel contemptuous when he saw them.

But feeling the momentum and indifferent attitude of the two people, he couldn't figure out their details for a while. He immediately released his murderous intent, pretending to be angry and wanted to test it in words: "Where did the boy come from so ignorant that he dared to go wild in front of the temple? Humph, the Japanese leader insisted that he pay a heavy price for his ignorance and arrogance!"

Feng Yi's mouth curled, and he seemed to be smiling but not laughed. The mockery made people angry.

But his heart was not as calm as it seemed.

——What happened to the ancestor Fengyue? He even asked about his identities and origins? Could it be that he, who was lost in the illusion, had no relevant memories of the two of them?

This is exactly the case.

Although Feng Yi and Biyao were included in the range that needed to be removed by the ancestor Feng Yue, he always regarded the two as scabies and could not enter the category of "obsession". Therefore, as soon as he entered the mirage, he forgot the two little people.

Fortunately, Feng Yi's thoughts were flexible and he turned very fast in an instant.

Immediately mocked her, her eyes were chilling, and she said in a deep voice: "It's ridiculous! I am the first real person in the contemporary Chaoyang Peak of Qingyunmen. The evil demons and heretics are not only insidious and cunning, but they are still so ignorant?"

"Qingyun Gate?"

"Chaoyang Peak!"

The ancestor Fengyue immediately felt a little frightened. Although he commanded the Holy Sect and expelled the four major sects of the Demon Sect, his fear of the Qingyun Sect was not diminished at all. Especially from the "Chaoyang Peak" lineage, the ancestor Fengyue was more jealous, because he knew that if this lineage fought hard, its strength would be far better than usual, and most disciples from the Demon Sect knew this.

The person in front of him came from Qingyun Chaoyang Peak, and he was the first in the lineage. Fengyue Ancestor Bi Nao had to be alert. As for his facial features, he was not uncommon for having the skills of maintaining the face, so it was not surprising.

The ancestor Fengyue looked fierce and weak: "I and Qingyunmen have come from the beginning, the water of the well does not interfere with the river. Why do you come here to provoke? Are you not afraid of causing a great war to cause a disaster?"

Feng Yi laughed in his heart when he heard this. The leader of the Demon Sect was concerned about the creatures in the world.

Here, he also noticed the faint strangeness of the ancestor Fengyue. His mental weakness seemed to be more obvious than the outside world. It was just that verbal bluffs caused the other party to be suspicious. Of course, all this was based on Feng Yi's current momentum that was not inferior to him.

Feng Yi was amused, but he spoke righteously on his face and shouted: "Since ancient times, good and evil have not yet stood up. I am the leader of the righteous path, but you are the leader of the Demon Sect. This is the reason!" The ancestor Feng Yue was angry and scolded: "It's outrageous! Are you really not afraid of dying in the hands of this leader?"

Feng Yi smiled lightly and treated death as if he was home: "For the people of the world, why should I cherish this body?"

The ancestor Fengyue frowned, and he was a little convinced of the other party's identity. Apart from the group of lunatics in Chaoyang Peak, who would have fought for such an inexplicable life with someone he had never known?

But his words angered the man behind Feng Yue’s ancestor: “A shameless guy, since you insist on seeking death, I will give you a ride!” But it was the tall and sinister holy envoy “White Tiger” who used a strange hook-shaped magic weapon to cut out the cold light of evil spirits!

Feng Yi easily flashed the cold light, like a roc bird jumping up, roaring like a wave, and laughing, "You guys, you guys, let's go together!"

The few people were shocked and angry, and were greatly touched.

However, judging from its momentum, the Saint Envoy White Tiger alone may be difficult to match, so before Feng Yi finished speaking, he saw a man sacrificed his magic weapon to join the fierce battle. It was the Saint Envoy of the "Surf Bird". Zhuque under the command of the ancestor Fengyue was a short masked man.

The two of them made a move, and the remaining fat Xuanwu sat on wax for a moment. He immediately had to bite the bullet and falsely ask the ancestor Fengyue: "Master, this person is so arrogant, I'm afraid he has something to do. Why wouldn't the subordinates try him together?"

I thought that the ancestor Fengyue would consider himself too high and would not let him fight with his face. Who would have thought that the ancestor Fengyue had the intention to test the other party, and had never considered the so-called face at all. He went with the flow and said, "It's so hard that Xuanwu Saint Envoy." Feishuo Xuanwu had no choice but to spend more mana to support his heavy body and join the mid-air battle.

Feng Yi captured the gaze of the ancestor Fengyue waiting for an opportunity and laughed out loud!

See you only!

Feng Yi faced the three of them without any fear, and changed his hand in a slow posture with his left hand. As the last hand seal was completed, the true essence and magic power of his body seemed to be pulled and gathered at the fairy sword in his hand.

The sword was shining brightly, as brilliant as the scorching sun. The blazing light made half of Feng Yi's body unable to see. Then, sword energy that condensed the light of fire appeared. The sword energy was different from Feng Yi's past. They did not fly all over the sky, but gathered in a place with a wonderful rhythm and suspended behind him.

At first, the sword energy gathered like wings. When the power was achieved, countless sword energy gathered, hanging layer by layer behind him, like a flaming flower wheel.

At this moment, Feng Yi took action!

With his finger on the fairy sword covered by flames, the strange sword energy behind him seemed to break the dike, turning into turbulent flames and rushing towards the three strange and strange saint envoys of the Demon Sect!

It's true - the white feather light of the meteor comes out of the box, and a sword shines on the nineteen states!

The sword energy is sprinkled in the sky, like a blooming flower.

Bi Yao left the place like a foresight. Then, the Yisan sword light fell, and the sandy mound that had been eroded by the wind and sand for thousands of years collapsed under the supreme sword light!

This is exactly - Chaoyang Immortal Art True Sword Technique: The Angry Sword Technique!

With the blessing of Mirage Realm and "Sword Heart Pure", Feng Yi was able to finally use this unique skill of Chaoyang that has not appeared in the world for a long time!

The sword energy is divided, and the result is revealed.

The three great saints of the Demon Cult besieged one, and in the end they were killed and injured!

However, at the same time, Feng Yi also let out a muffled groan. It was the ancestor Feng Yue who resolutely attacked when he took action to lock in the three holy envoys!

Feng Yi held a bronze mirror in his left hand, and the faint golden light reflected on his cheek. He was injured, but he was not angry, but instead showed a joking and mocking expression - "Is this only possible way to spy on him for so long?"

He knew that Fengyue Zu was the one who was not afraid of him?
Chapter completed!