"Thanks a lot."

There was a middle-aged man with elegant and majestic temperament suddenly around the old man.

Although he spoke, his attention was still on the magic array. His slender hands were embracing him, controlling the ancient tripod floating in the air to maintain the formation of light that was bright and destructive.

The yellow bird is definitely not a person who is waiting to die. Realizing that the formation is difficult to break, it did not make it give up, but instead struggled more and more intensely!

It is already an incredible thing for the formation to trap the yellow bird, but there is a limit that makes him unable to distract himself and must try his best to maintain the stability of the formation.

"Ahem!"

The gloomy old man laughed and quietly wiped away the blood stains on the corner of his mouth on his gray face, "The sect leader is so serious! The Ghost King Sect is changing with each passing day. It is my honor that the dead bones in the tomb of Lao Chen can still play a role in the sect."

When the Ghost King heard this, he turned around in his busy schedule, and his deep eyes stopped for a moment on the old man.

He paused for a moment before slowly saying: "What do you have to ask for?"

The old man smiled bitterly: "Sect Master——"

Ten thousand people shook their heads, sighed and interrupted him, "You'd better think clearly before speaking."

The old man's expression changed slightly, and he immediately understood the words of thousands of people. This time he tried his best to accomplish this great event for the sect leader. The sect leader remembered it in his heart and was willing to accept his sacrificed friendship. But in the holy religion, friendship can be measured. If the request he made exceeded the weight, it is very likely that not only would he not be able to get rewards, but it would even arouse resentment.

The old man is quite old in the Ghost King Sect and knows what ten thousand people will do.

Therefore, he knew even more that tens of thousands of people were saying this, which meant that he had guessed what the old man wanted and had refused before he could speak.

The old man's expression changed several times, and the gray color became more and more obvious, but all the complex thoughts eventually turned into a sigh, and his heart relaxed, causing a little swelling of death to appear on his face.

"Yes, the sect leader."

The gray and old lips trembled, and the complex expression changes did not affect the calmness of his tone. "I was absurd when I was young and had committed crimes while being unrestrained, but he was not a bad person. In recent years, I have been very impressed by the Deputy Sect Master's grandson's grand event of the Holy Church's clear origins! I beg the Sect Master to give him a chance to participate in the grand ceremony, which is enough to think about it."

Ten thousand people nodded and said, "It's just that?"

The old man smiled out of the corner of his mouth: "It's just that."

Ten thousand people went to say, "But I, Dai Yao'er, just do it."

The old man bowed his head and stopped talking, but his thoughts could not calm down for a long time. Now, he had to admit that he could not keep up with the pace of the Ghost King Sect, and even the sect leader could not figure out the mind. Fortunately, the old guys were undercurrents and thought that the sect leader would be unscrupulous without any scruples. But he knew that they were all clowns!

"who?!"

"Be careful, the enemy attacks!"

The presidency of the cage formation made tens of people have no spare energy to take care of the rest. The guards of this place were elite masters who rarely showed their talents in front of others. However, those masters with profound Taoism actually felt unstoppable when facing the attacker's sword. The long sword pointed to and from the direction of the sword energy, all those who blocked them were dissuaded!

Ten thousand people were suddenly shocked and looked in the sound.

Under the Taoist lotus crown, the eyes are as deep as abyss and the expression is as firm as a mountain. The sharp sword light is bright and the sword energy is flashing, and there is nothing to stop it. The firmness of the thoughts seems that even millions of people cannot disobey them in front of each other!

Ten thousand people were in a trance for a moment - although they had different temperaments, they were astonishing as a talent, and the same sword appeared like a dragon, moving forward! He almost thought he had met the heroic man who was once in white clothes again.

But that moment was extremely short, as if it had never existed.

After seeing the visitor, thousands of people immediately knew the other party's intentions, and a hint of anger flashed across his elegant and peaceful face! It seemed that he had been subjected to some unforgivable betrayal, which made his expression become cold-hearted-

"If you have a good deal, don't let this person ruin a big deal!"

A solemn voice came from somewhere in the darkness, and he replied: "Give up the sect leader, let me leave it to me."

The visitor is Feng Yi, who is closely behind the yellow bird!

Even though he knew what had happened in the original trajectory, he was still surprised by the yellow bird's "smooth" fall into the trap. The divine beast like the yellow bird that has survived for countless years naturally has a keen intuition about danger. Such a powerful formation should not be able to hide its intuitive perception.

But reality caught Feng Yi off guard, and the yellow bird fell into a trap without any awareness, making his life in vain like an ordinary beast.

There is no time to hesitate!

Feng Yi's speed has not decreased at all. He took advantage of the opportunity to enter the Ghost King Sect formation with his sword. Those elite players were unable to achieve it for a moment. They were all injured by the sharp sword energy and were forced to approach!

The "cage array" laid out by the "Fulong Cauldron" is very powerful, but it has a flaw, which is that it is not internal or external.

Compared to being trapped in the formation without any effort and impeccable force, there are many ways to crack outside the formation. Especially the yellow bird trapped by the "cage array" keeps struggling, resulting in thousands of people having no time to care about it. As long as Feng Yi can rush over to destroy the integrity of the magic array, the yellow bird that seeks to survive will break the formation regardless of everything!

Feng Yi's unyielding aura stopped after the black air dissipated.

"My friend," Mr. Gui said in a hoarse voice, "This road is not clear, so you can go back. Otherwise, you won't be able to leave!"

Feng Yi looked at him in surprise and doubt: "You are—"

Mr. Gui smiled hoarsely: "I'm just an unknown young man."

Feng Yi ignored his words, but carefully felt Mr. Gui's dim and unobstructed breath. A flash of light in his eyes, and he said confidently: "So you are Mr. Gui!" Mr. Gui was shocked by telling his identity. He heard Feng Yi chuckling meaningfully, "I have been recognizing his reputation for a long time, Your Excellency the 'Ghost Doctor'!"

Then, a whistle!

A great sword energy fell from the sky and sank into the blade of the fairy sword "Tianfeng"!

In an instant, the red flame turned into incandescent due to the extreme high temperature, and the surrounding air was twisted by the steaming heat wave. The fall of the sword energy caused an invisible wave, centered on the place where Feng Yi stood. Within dozens of feet of the surrounding area, it seemed to be swept by a storm. The ground was scraped off a layer, and all the plants, such as flowers, plants, moss, and all the ashes were scorched, and the ashes were swept away by the storm along with the ground.

The sword starts seven catastrophes, and the wind and clouds change!

Mr. Gui has always liked to hide in dark places, and the silent and deep darkness made him most comfortable. However, facing the exquisite, powerful and murderous sword technique in front of him, he felt as if he was dragged out of the dark shadow and threw it under the scorching sun.

And the scorching sun is not far away in the sky, but is close at hand!

Mr. Ghost, who has always been silent and wise, cannot understand why the person he has never met before will use his life to fight for the death without any scruples, because he has no idea how afraid he is.

In the face of the swordsman's unshakable sword intent, Mr. Gui's mood that had been practicing for many years suddenly turbulent.

Seven Tribulation Dragon Slaying Technique!

One step at a time, one step at a time!

Mr. Ghost's hesitation made him no longer sure to face this decisive sword, especially after a few swords, the sword energy became more and more powerful in an incomprehensible situation, as if the power of the first few swords gathered into the subsequent sword moves.

At that moment, the instinct of seeking profit and avoiding harm even exceeded his rationality - Mr. Ghost, he gave in!

Feng Yi's most powerful sword fell behind Mr. Ghost. The unstoppable sword energy opened a crack on the ground. Its power destroyed the two disciples of the Ghost King Sect who were trying to block it. Then the crack continued to spread until a corner of the four light curtains under the formation.

There is a magic weapon that is arranged in conjunction with the "Fulong Ding" to arrange the formation.

The sword energy broke through the protection of the magic weapon, and the gray-black magic weapon could not stand up immediately and fell into the crack. The originally stable "cage array" revealed a flaw in an instant!

The yellow bird suddenly became alive and attacked the flaw frantically.

Ten thousand people tried their best to control the "Fulong Cauldron", their faces turned from white to red, and from red to blue, and extremely dangerous light flashed in their eyes. However, his persistence did not last long. Without the assistance of the formation, he was equivalent to suppressing the yellow bird entirely with his own cultivation. How could he maintain it?

"drink!"

All kinds of thoughts passed by thousands of people in their minds for a moment, and then shouted loudly. The "Fulong Cauldron" that kept trembling due to the attack of the yellow bird made an ancient roar. The "Fulong Cauldron" rotated rapidly in the air, and the inscriptions on the body of the tripod appeared one by one, creating out of thin air shadows of mountains, rivers, sun, moon, stars, birds, beasts, insects, fish and other phantoms of the world. The momentum was magnificent and terrifying!

Sorry!

Under the Giant Ding, like mountains and rivers, the huge body of the yellow bird was actually lying on the ground and lying down in a tragic voice under the suppression of the Giant Ding.

But then the yellow bird noticed something strange. The cage light curtain that made it desperate at one time shattered after the giant cauldron suppressed it!

The yellow bird was overjoyed and ignored his injuries. He flapped his wings and rose up with all his strength. In the blink of an eye, it flew into the sky and flew towards the free sky sky.

The giant tripod is re-deposited!

The yellow bird hit the light of inspiration, and with a scream, its speed seemed to be a little faster, and it disappeared into the clouds in the sky in the blink of an eye.

What can thousands of people go to the sect to do!

With the help of the "Fulong Cauldron", he was not afraid of the Yellow Bird and was even very sure to kill him. But the premise was that the other party would not escape and would be willing to fight with him forever. Obviously, the Yellow Bird would not stay any longer after he understood the strength gap between the two.

But the speed of the yellow bird is a kind of natural magical power. Even if it damages its wings, it cannot limit the opponent's speed. It is easy for thousands of people to defeat it, but it can be done by killing it, but it cannot be subdued and captured by just one cauldron!

In the rage of failure, the ancient tripod hanging in the void suddenly turned, and the phantom of all things with the same meaning turned into a magnificent power and suppressed Feng Yi!

After Yiding Ding, Feng Yi suddenly felt strange in his heart, as if everything in the world was against him at that moment, and he wanted to kill him, the "again"!

The body protection barrier was broken instantly!

The divine sword "Tianfeng" refined with the "Lihuo Essence" also shone dark under the suppression of the ancient tripod's spiritual light - the magic weapon may not have a grade difference, but the people who use the magic weapon have a considerable gap in their Taoist practice. When Feng Yi faced the suppression power of the divine power that had nowhere to escape, he suddenly realized: It turns out that the cultivation of the sect leader of the Ghost King Sect is no less than that of the Qingyun Sect leader!

That's the "Taiqing Realm"!

Feng Yi took a few steps back, his meridians shook violently, and he stood in his sword half-kneeled weakly.

"metropolitan,"

Because of the mistake just now, it led to such an uncontrollable situation. Mr. Gui regretted not falling. It should be noted that he valued the "Four Spirit Blood Formation" more than ten thousand people. Just because his sword intent was affected, his mind made such a mistake was really a shame in his opinion.

The yellow bird's escape made his heart almost sink to the bottom of the valley. Who would have thought that tens of thousands of people would be so decisive, killing him twice in succession, which made him see hope again, and quickly flew over and said, "The yellow bird is seriously injured. If you set off immediately at this time, I am 40% sure that you will be able to capture it again!"

Ten thousand people flashed into their eyes, and they didn't even bother to pay attention to Feng: "Sir, please let go!"

If he follows his usual mind and nature, regardless of whether this matter is true or false, he will ask "What are the solutions for sir?" to maintain a tacit relationship between the two parties.

But at the moment, he was extremely anxious and Wanren was not concerned about it. Mr. Gui nodded and immediately turned into a black wind and flew away. Wanren reached out to recall the "Fulong Ding", looked at Feng Yi coldly, and said in a cold voice: "Chain Hall follows me, stay the rest, kill him!"

"call!"

Looking at the several figures flying away, Feng Yi felt the pressure like a mountain suddenly disappear, and a layer of cold sweat flowed down his face after realizing it.

The Taoist practice that thousands of people go is so profound, it is indeed incredible!

Judging from his actions just now, the "Fulong Ding"'s killing magical power has an extremely obvious shadow of the "Shistorical Book", and it is obvious that the method is derived from the concept of that strange book.

Logically speaking, with such a profound cultivation level, why do he still have to pursue the "Shura Power"? Is it just to deal with the "Zhuxian Sword Formation"?

If it was the original trajectory, Feng Yi could understand his thoughts - at that time, tens of people lost their wives in their early years, lost their daughters in middle age, and left their larvae in the world. With a sudden shock, his mind was so shocked that he was determined to seek revenge from the "Four Spirits Blood Formation". However, in this life, his hatred with Qingyun Sect is far less than that of the original trajectory, and his hatred with Tianyin Temple is deeper.

Even though he knew that the evil power of the "Four Spirits Blood Formation" was difficult to control, but Mr. Gui was unpredictable, why was he still so persistent?

All kinds of thoughts were just passed in his mind, and he had no time to think deeply, because the elite soldiers left by the Ghost King Sect had already surrounded him and killed him.

Feng Yi stood up with a sword, and he did not hold back for those who wanted to take his life.

During the fierce battle, another doubt surged in his heart - the people in front of him were not Feng Yi's opponents, even if he was injured very much. He felt that he knew this and that even tens of thousands of people should know it. If he took action again just now, he would probably not be spared.

But he didn't take action.

Is it just to show an attitude that these elite soldiers are left to die in vain?
Chapter completed!