Chapter 10 Are you looking for death

Xie Xianxian was satisfied with the moving reaction of her other women, and was also slightly disappointed with Yun Yiyang's uninterested look.

After a long time, he slowly continued to say, "These are all the inside secrets guarded by the senior officials of each sect. Naturally, it is impossible for ordinary monks to touch the wind. In fact, it can only be regarded as an open secret for each sect, and each sect can get the heavens in the arrival of the miracle of Penglai Fairy Island every 5,000 years. The summons of immortals are admonished by the immortals in heaven. Do you know why they all returned in no good this time? Because the 33-day palace miracle jointly created by many ancestor immortals of the nine heavens did not come as scheduled, everyone was disappointed and did not know what had happened to the ancestor immortals of the nine heavens. Each guessed that a big disaster was coming. All the people under the nine heavens lost their shelter, and everyone was panicked.

"Is there such a great change? It was only now that I heard the secrets of the world from Sister Xie. Unfortunately, my father refused to let me follow him at that time, and he was not blessed to visit the fairyland of Penglai Fairy Island. Ying Yangzi said with regret.

"That's, that is, every fairy event on Penglai Fairy Island, there is a limit on the number of seven sects, and each sect can't exceed ten people at most, because you have to look up to the immortals in the sky for fear that many people will be messy and blaspheming the majesty of the immortals. Then they explore various treasures in overseas wonderlands by chance, luck and adventure. And I also heard that every time the overseas Penglai Wonderland opens for no more than three days, it will be completely closed and hidden after three days, and no one can detect it. Xie Xianxian obviously knows a lot about the inside story and speaks well.

"Exit is separated from the land from the East China Sea, and there are sea clans everywhere. How can every time the miracle of immortals come to that sea? How much risk do we human practitioners have to take to go back and forth between them? I can't imagine what should we do if we are forced by the Hai nationality? It's better to come directly to the mainland of our human race. It's really puzzling and suspicious. Ding Feifei next to him was actually the first time to know this kind of secret. When he was fascinated, he suddenly wondered.

"This is the will of the immortals, which is not what we can understand, and this overseas fairyland manifestation did not expect, which made us empty, and no one knows the reason. Alas, there is no need to speculate. It's useless to think too much. In fact, it feels too far away and has nothing to do with us. There is no need to add trouble. Xie Xianxian showed a wry smile and self-deprecating.

While everyone was gathering and chatting with each other happily, suddenly the alarm bell in the city sounded loudly and echoed loudly in the sky. This was a wake-up call for the sudden invasion of aliens.

A female official rushed into the hall and reported, "Your Majesty, there is a human monk lurking into the imperial capital to spy on and is being jointly rounded up by the elders of our clan, the Prime Minister's Office and the Military Division Committee."

"Well, I see. You step back." Yun Yiyang calmly waved his hand away from the female officials and frowned slightly and said to the women, "Seniors, the changes of this savage in the past month have been so big that it has finally aroused the peek of our League of Human Praeers. Now they have secretly come to find out. Let's go out and have a look."

Yun Yiyang jumped up from the throne, fell his robe sleeves, and put all the women back into his body. He borrowed the shape of "Wild Nalan" and rose to the sky, jumped out of the imperial palace, and flew over the emperor's capital.

Sure enough, when he saw two forces fighting in the sky, "Wild Nalan" didn't think about it and plunged into it.

It turned out to be a team of 20 or 30 monks led by a group of elder-level figures among human practitioners. Qiu Wuya Hao Ran, the first true disciple of the White Tiger Sword Sect, is also mixed with the blood flute of Yun Yiyang.

This group of practitioners and a group of high-level figures of the original Sun Temple, wild mohuang, wild slaughter and other high-ranking figures of the savages tore up and fight with each other.

"Unfortunately, you are all going to die. I will kill you all, sacrifice me with your flesh and soul, and push myself to the highest level. You savages are all my sacrifices. I have been enlightened for countless years in the dark hell. Today, let me show you my means. Qiu Wuya, dressed in a white robe and looked like a fierce middle-aged man in his thirties, showed great strength in the face of a group of savages.

Yun Yiyang glanced over and guessed that he was at the peak of the star fusion in Hedaojing. No wonder he was so arrogant.

Hang! Hak! Hak!

While Qiu Wuya spoke, it was like a thunder falling and rolling in.

A sharp cutting and killing appeared all around him, with a mixture of the sharp texture of Gengjin and the evil spirit of the dark hell, and his whole body was like a towering giant magic sword.

A three-foot magic sword with a handle rises from behind Qiu Wuya's body, and tens of thousands of magic swords are released together, forming a huge magic sword array.

These magic swords, like magic weapons and illegal treasures, are actually condensed by using their own vitality and refined magic spirits. Differentiate vitality, reorganize thousands, and use the battle to kill the enemy, which is also a very high level.

Qiu Wuya is indeed a cunning person among the seven major sects of the human race and the young generation of disciples of the Shenzhou Dynasty, but it is far from the realm and strength of "Wild Nalan", which is far from the current Yun Yiyang.

In the face of this kind of enemy, Yun Yiyang can destroy as much as he wants now, but Yun Yiyang is not ready to take action eagerly. He secretly escapes into nothingness and watches the change.

Now, Qiu Wuya arrays with magic swords to prepare for a strong enemy surrounded by **.

"White tiger slaughter demons infinitely transformed into a big sword array!" Qiu Wuya's whole body broke out with a sword array, making the world return to the era of wild beasts. The laws were completely cut off, and the true qi was stirred to pieces.

"The mythical beast comes to the world, kills the extreme, and thousands of swords return to the clan!" Qiu Wuya's whole body's aura spread out and seemed to have transformed into a sharp world of killing, and the country of killing rose up behind his back.

With his body as the center, a circle of sharp aura, mixed with the magic of hell, also began to appear. There are the roar of mythical beasts and demons of hell, changing one after another, with different colors, showing the taste of mixing the spirit of the mythical beast and the breath of the lord of hell.

Naturally, these are some illusions that are blind to people's eyes. The realm of this field created by Qiu Wuya is very far away, and it is impossible to support the country of the field.

Boom!

Qiu Wuya carried ten thousand swords and brazenly attacked the three wild elders with the same level as him. With one kill and three, he was determined and fierce, without any timidity. This time, Qiu Wuya's fierceness and invincibility was deeply engraved in the hearts of the enemy and us.

With his unparalleled power, he rushed into the true qi circle of the three savage elders. The true qi that protected his body burst with thunder, and the strongest savage elder's body protection was actually directly cut by him.

"Lightning cutting!" More than half of the magic swords quickly gathered together and immediately condensed a huge sword in the sky. They split down at the savage, cut the protective spirit, and almost killed the body of the savage.

"What?" Before the savage almost reacted, his protective spirit was broken, and the huge magic sword like Tianfeng came down to kill his body. Although there were two savage elders around him and he joined hands, and the three of them fought to block the human practitioners in front of him at the same time, they still felt that they were alone and bearing the anger of the human practitioners in front of them.

Why is it so strong? He is just in the same realm as me. How can he have such a means? This savage elder can't figure it out, but now he can't figure it out, and he can't continue to think about it. That day, the magic sword has been forced to come in the head and came in the blink of an eye, carrying a terrible atmosphere that can cause major killing and even killing him. This savage elder can never take it lightly.