"What's your name? The monks in Qishan were not dead, and they were all transferred to Luofengyuan by me!"

A cold sound suddenly came from the sky, and then a gloomy light fell to the ruins of the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance Hall, and a young man walked out of the gloomy light.

This man has long white clothes and long hair, a very elegant face, a sword on his back, and a starry sky. His flowing long hair is windless, emitting stars and flowing light, with extraordinary demeanor.

"Brother Xuan...Brother Xuanying?" Shen Lang's heart was shocked.

Although this person's appearance is exactly the same as Xuanying, his temperament is completely different. When a man walks slowly, people can feel a rebellious aura that looks down on the world, cold and sharp, like a mountain that looks up to him without anger.

There is no doubt that this person is Xuan Xiao!

None of these are the key points. The point is the last sentence Hou Xuanxiao said, the monks from Qishan were transferred to Luofengyuan.

Feng Yang looked up blankly and said in surprise: "Brother Xuanxiao, you... are you saying true?"

"Can you still lie to you? I just took a step slower, but Qishan couldn't save it. However, being able to save the lives of the cultivators of your Tianfeng Clan is not considered a silence."

Xuan Xiao said indifferently, as if he cared about his past promises.

As early as ancient times, Xuanxiao's soul had promised to protect the Tianfeng clan once on the condition of borrowing Qiankun. Now it has come out to fulfill its promise.

Seeing Xuan Xiao’s words, the senior executives of Fengyang and Wan Yao Alliance breathed a sigh of relief. Qishan could still be rebuilt if it was destroyed. As long as the monks were still alive, the foundation of the clan would not be shaken at all.

Shen Lang was also falsely shocked. He did feel a powerful energy fluctuation in the direction of Luo Fengyuan just now when Qishan was destroyed.

Using the Red Star Eyes, Shen Lang found that there was a layer of faint light covering Luofengyuan, which was not destroyed by the meteor fire rain in the sky.

Chiyang, which stood above Qishan, naturally discovered this.

The immortal arts he used just now only destroyed this area. All the monks in the area were transferred to a closed and independent space by some kind of spatial magic.

Being able to save so many ants in such a short time is definitely not something that monks from the lower realm can possess!

"There is actually a cultivator who can withstand the power of my attack in the small interface, which is interesting." Chi Yang looked down with a gloomy face.

"It is worthy of being the Great Tribulation of the Three Realms that was accurately calculated by the fragments of the Tianji divination plate. The opponent who came this time is indeed extraordinary."

Xuan Xiao glanced at the Chiyang in the sky, and a sarcastic look flashed across the corner of his mouth.

"It's the Holy Lord of the Outer Region!"

Fengyang Shen Lang and other monks locked in the Chiyang in the sky, and their faces were extremely solemn.

The monks sacrificed magic weapons or made attacking gestures, and were about to fight.

Xuan Xiao waved his hand to stop him and sent a message: "You group of monks in the lower realm are not enemies of the other party. Stay here honestly and let me deal with it."

As soon as he finished speaking, Xuanxiao rose into the air and floated to Chiyang.

As strong as Xuan Xiao, you can naturally see Chiyang's cultivation strength. Even if all the peak Mahayana monks in the Wan Yao Alliance can't make any troubles, let alone the army of monks in the Wan Yao Alliance.

It was precisely because of this that Xuanxiao transferred all the monks of the Ten Thousand Demon Alliance to the Luofeng Abyss to avoid unnecessary sacrifices.

Chi Yang looked at Xuan Xiao a few times, his eyes shrank slightly.

He was as strong as a ground immortal and could not see the depth of the person in front of him! He just felt that the aura on Xuan Xiao was sometimes strong and sometimes weak, and he felt a sense of pressure that only a celestial immortal had, but his strength seemed to be far from that.

In any case, the person in front of him is definitely not a cultivator in the lower realm, and his cultivation is only higher than that of himself.

"I dare to ask who cultivator you are?" Chiyang asked tentatively.

"I am not qualified to know the name of my master, you, the little earth immortal." Xuan Xiao sneered, then said with a cold expression: "You have destroyed the protected place of me without a sound, and you are really brave!"

Chiyang's heart skipped a beat and gritted his teeth and said, "You are the immortal in the upper realm, and you have a noble identity. Why do you want to protect these ants?"

"I need a cat and a dog to point fingers when doing things? No need to say more nonsense, come and fight!" Xuan Xiao said with a cold face.

Chi Yang's face was extremely sinister. He had just been deprived of his fate by Zhang Daoling. His condition was extremely bad. Without any chance, he really didn't want to break up with the mysterious monk in front of him.

"I advise you not to act rashly! Although your cultivation is better than me, your aura is weak. If you really fight, you may not be my opponent."

"It might as well be like this. Chi came here just to find a fairy treasure. As long as I was asked to take the fairy treasure below, Chi promised that she would not invade this place again and would not lead the army to invade the ancient spiritual world again."

Chiyang pointed to Guangtian Palace next to the ruins of the Tianfeng Clan Hall in Qishan and said in a deep voice.

Just now, Chiyang's immortal arts almost destroyed everything in Qishan, but Shen Lang's Guangtian Palace was still standing next to the ruins of Qishan Hall, without any damage, and still released gorgeous golden light and nine-color rainbow light.

Shen Lang clenched his fists and thought to himself that the other party was indeed coming for Guangtian Palace.

Xuan Xiao laughed: "Hahaha! Are you funny? I really think this is a place where you come when you want to come and go when you want to?"

Hearing this harsh laughter, Chi Yang was instantly angry and roared sternly: "A mere waste hiding in the lower world dares to be rampant in front of me! I really think I will be afraid that you will not be able to do it? I want to see what you, a rampant person, have!"

"Seventh-level immortal art, Red Shadow!"

A fierce long roar came from Chiyang's mouth, and a surging red light rushed out from behind, turning into countless dark red flames and thorns, covering the sun.

The flames and thorns in the sky were like giant pythons and snakes, sweeping towards Xuanxiao with lightning speed. The flames and thorns were covered with dense golden runes, filled with extremely terrifying power.

The so-called immortal art is the magical power of the Xuan Realm strengthened by chaotic spiritual power. The higher the level, the stronger the power and effect of the immortal art.

The ranking of the strength of immortal arts is exactly the same as that of Xuanyu magic powers.

In the True Immortal Realm, the magical powers of the first to fourth levels of the Xuan Realm are known as "Immortal Art", the Xuan Realm of the fifth to seventh levels are called "Earth Immortal Art", and the Xuan Realm of the eighth to ninth levels of the Xuan Realm are "Celestial Immortal Art".

The seventh-level immortal art is already the strongest Xuanyuan magic power among the earth immortal arts. The immortal art "Chiying" used by Chiyang is a magical power to trap and kill.

"A little trick!"

Seeing the flames and thorns flying over the sky like swimming snakes, Xuanxiao's eyes shone brightly and produced a magic trick: "Seventh-level immortal art, Kuang Lan!"
Chapter completed!