Look up to the sky and laugh out loud

The Ji family has already set up the Ji family's large array of trapped beasts in front of the mountain gate.The trapped beast formation is known for its grandeur, and the number of people in the formation this time was several times higher than usual. When the trapped beast formation was set up, there was a fierce and domineering aura swirling in it, and even the mountain wind entered the formation without a sound. Rushing into it, I'm afraid it will instantly turn into blood.

But because of He Yan's soul-calling technique, the formation was disrupted.

Nearby, a group of Ji family disciples were insane under the spirit-calling technique, their footsteps were chaotic, and they didn't know what to do. Although there were some sober people in the formation shouting for reminders, those who were confused still acted unconsciously as if they couldn't hear them. off the ground.

First three or two were in disarray, then four or five, and then all the people were in disarray. There was a fatal gap in the formation, and the spiritual power condensed in the formation flowed out, and the formation weakened sharply.In addition, the monster broke into the mountain gate, and broke up a formation that several disciples were struggling to repair.

The Ji family is the home of the thousand-year-old first immortal, and there are many disciples with strong spiritual power and quick response. Those people hurriedly ordered to fill the seats, and the still sober disciples moved quickly and well-trained to fill the gap, but Qin Feng would not give them this. By chance, a group of Qin family children held long knives and cut off the spiritual power supply of the gap.There were monsters rampaging in the front, and a team of long swords slashed left and right in the back. The gap in the trapped beast formation collapsed for thousands of miles. Even the leading disciples tried their best to repair it, and they were helpless when they lost the huge opportunity.

Qin Feng led the children of the Qin family and rushed to the gate of the Jinding Palace along the iconic white jade steps of the Ji family.Hearing a heavy bell, the person blocking the way descended from the sky. The person with wide sleeves and a stern face, with golden bells and tripod patterns shining cold golden light under the palace lantern, said in a gloomy voice, "Qin Feng, how dare you Break into my Golden Cauldron Palace?"

Feng Ming respects Ji Tang.

Qin Feng tightened his grip on the knife, and the Guyan knife drew a flame on the ground. The sound of metal and stone rubbing against each other was sharp and scorching, like some kind of strong hatred. He shouted: "Hand over my brother!"

Ji Tang looked down at the wind-stained Lord Loulan in front of him, and sneered contemptuously, "Qin Feng, I, Jinding Palace, cannot tolerate your presumptuousness."

And at the gate of the Ji family, the eerie tranquility of the Yin family of the Hang family ended with a chuckle from He Yan.

"Your blood can't be used, but your sword can be used. I don't know if the Yanmen Master has touched the Soul Eater. If he did, maybe I can find him." Blood beads, sent out with a flick of a finger.The blood bead was filled with the strong spiritual power of He Yan's mid-stage Golden Core, small and swift, as if he had a sense of smell, chasing after the smell of the Soul Devourer.

There was a burst of green frost and white dew, and the aura of flowing frost turned. Hang Che raised his sword, took his wife with him, broke through the air barrier of Ji's family, and chased after the blood bead.

The direction of the blood bead was the same as Qin Feng's up the mountain, and Qin Feng was chasing the monster, and the monster was pointing at its owner, Ji Tang, but would Ji Tang bring the Yanmen Zun with him?

He Yan was thinking that something was wrong, when suddenly a familiar wind swept across from a distance, he tilted his head in shock, and out of the corner of his eye, he caught two figures flashing past.

First a red shadow passed by, and then a double shadow passed by, the red shadow in front was a person, but the double shadow behind seemed to be more than one person.

He Yan opened her mouth and pointed at the two figures, Liu Shuang had already tacitly turned around and chased after the two figures.

Those two figures were so powerful that they couldn't catch up with Liushuang's speed for a while.

He Yan blurted out excitedly: "Elder Sister, Second Senior Brother, Junior Junior Brother!"

Even Zhuo Yujun's Liushuang can't catch up to him, except for his younger brother's "long-time" sword control, the only thing He Yan can think of in the cultivation world today is her big sister's powerful rusty gold sword.

Liu Shuang's spiritual power suddenly blazed, and he speeded up again to catch up. Seeing that he was getting closer, suddenly there was a loud noise in front of him, followed by a violent earthquake, and Fei Ying in front suddenly braked.

Liushuang was about to stop after two spins in the air, almost hitting the two people in front.The one in white with the golden belt who meets every day is the junior junior brother.And the one in the ordinary green robe, with a simple green wood hairpin on his head, this kind of attire is naturally - the second senior brother only counts the ring!

Counting it, He Yan has not been away from the valley for too long. Although she thinks about the time in the valley from time to time on weekdays, the unrealistic miss is a bit vague. When we meet each other for real, the longing for master, sister and brother will become a heavy weight in my heart. , looking at her second senior brother, He Yan's eyes were shining, and a very homely smile appeared on her face, waiting for the second senior brother to turn around.

However, Shan Jihuan was holding the chessboard and looking around anxiously with his head stretched out. He didn't even bother to give the third junior brother a look. He stared closely at the dark depths and said loudly: "Master, ten feet underground, I heard the water The sound is both."

The slit was so narrow that only one person could pass through it.The edges of the cracks on both sides are neat, the soil is damp, and the roots of trees and grass in the soil are lined up with a row of fresh fractures. Some stones are split in half, which is the trace of being split by a sharp weapon.

Master sister's handwriting.

He Yan, who didn't wait for the second senior brother to pay attention, seemed to be used to this kind of treatment. He moved his eyes lightly and looked at the crack in the ground that had been chopped open.This place was located by his second senior brother, and the seam was split by the elder sister. With the two of them working together, the Yanmen Zun must be below.

Now, it only depends on whether the Yanmen Zun can hold his breath until he is rescued from birth.

Shan Jihuan listened intently.Because the cracks in the ground are too deep, the sound from the ground is filtered by the moist water vapor and transmitted to the ground through the narrow and long space. The short and sharp bursts have disappeared. The long "hum" sound at this time sounds like It was the sound of the metal bearing being forcibly pushed by some force.

Hearing this sound, Shan Jihuan quickly glanced at the chessboard, and shouted loudly to the ground: "Yes, it's there, pay attention to the surrounding water formations, master sister, try using earth formations."

He Yan shook her ears, looked at Shan Jihuan sympathetically, and then turned her eyes to Xie Jingyan.

The two younger ones exchanged glances, and they both felt extremely sympathetic to Shan Jihuan: Second senior brother, you are so wordy, be careful that senior sister cleans you up after returning to the valley...

It was only then that He Yan noticed that Xie Jingyan shouldn't have appeared here, and he wondered: "Didn't you go back to Dongya Mountain, why did you come here?"

Xie Jingyan replied: "Second Senior Brother found me halfway and asked me to take him to chase Senior Sister. Little Senior Brother, you don't know, Second Senior Brother has set a trap on us, none of us can escape from his palm .”

He Yan opened her round eyes in amazement, recalling his family's second senior brother's obsession with formations for decades, and completely agreed with the younger senior brother's statement that "they can't escape the second senior brother's palm". Under the eyes of the senior sister and the second senior brother, there is no way to think about jumping up and down.He Yan shrugged her shoulders, thinking that this is actually a very good thing.

Xie Jingyan looked at each other with a smile, He Yan raised her eyebrows, and said, "You are courageous enough, the elder sister won't let you follow, but you still help chase."

Xie Jingyan didn't mean to be upset at all, instead he smiled relaxedly and said: "It's good to be taught a lesson by the elder sister."

Their brothers and sisters were reunited on one side, while Qin Feng was fighting a tough battle on the other side.

Hang Che, who had been silently standing behind He Yan "knowing the general situation", listened to the continuous crackling sound from the depths of the ground, and turned his head to look in the direction of the gate of Jinding Palace.

There was an abnormal cloud and mist above that position. It was the wind and sand brought by the westerly wind swept by the Guyan knife. Lord Lou Lan's killing knife technique has been hard to see for many years. Now that Qin Feng used this move... Hang Che's eyes sank.

According to the ranking of masters in the cultivation world, Ji Tang is first and Qin Feng is third; according to the ranking of Wulianggu masters, Ji Tang is first and Qin Feng is second. Now that Qin Feng was at a disadvantage, he was forced to use his ultimate moves constantly.

Jitang's Zhanhui Sword blazed down again, Qin Feng rolled on the ground in embarrassment, and the Guyan Knife would block the sword light.Suppressed by the huge spiritual power, Qin Feng's mouth burst open, bleeding profusely.

The children of the Qin family who followed him were already tossed about, not knowing whether they were going to die or not.Qin Feng propped himself on the ground with one leg, while the other leg stubbornly refused to bend, using his spiritual power to resist with difficulty.

In contrast, Ji Tang was very relaxed, his breathing was steady and his voice was like a bell, and the words he said spread throughout the Jinding Palace: "You Qin family broke into my mountain gate for no reason, today I just broke your leg and killed you It is also enough to explain to the world.”

He is used to rushing to explain the truth, and after he finished speaking, he pretended to let go of his strength to let Qin Feng breathe for a moment. This is a typical way of cat and mouse. Ji Tang is humiliating Qin Feng who is almost powerless to fight back. .

One breath was enough for Qin Feng to gather his spiritual power again. His demeanor did not reveal the embarrassment of being humiliated, nor the dejected state of being at a disadvantage. His spiritual power was a little dim and close to exhaustion. He had killed countless evil spirits for decades. The cigarette butts were also cut out, whether it was a person or a knife, they were already trying their best to maintain their external strength.However, he didn't see powerlessness and failure in his first move, and he made another move, and that move was not defensive - he still chose to attack.

There is a kind of soldier who is always at the forefront on the battlefield. Regardless of victory or defeat, as long as there is no order to retreat, what they do is to do everything they can to attack.Qin Feng is this kind of vanguard, and at the same time he is his own coach. Under the suppression of the opponent's humiliation, the military order he gave himself is still to attack.Lord Loulan, who had been in the hunting ground for decades alone, did not back down despite the obvious difference in strength. He launched another charge. The Guyan knife swept across the ground, bringing up a vigorous sandstorm on the flat ground, and swirled straight to Jitang. facade.

Qin Feng's counterattack was already very fast, so fast that it exceeded Ji Tang's expectations, but Ji Tang didn't take it seriously at all. He made a light laugh as if he saw an interesting prey.In the eyes of a monk in the late stage of golden core, a monk in the middle stage of golden core is just humiliating himself. Ji Tang watched Qin Feng's vital points open wide, and he showed no mercy to such a life-and-death attack. He pointed the Zhenghui sword straight at Qin Feng's chest.

He, Ji Tang, has never been a soft-hearted person.

The sandstorm brought up by the Guyan Knife contained flying sand, which interfered with Ji Tang's vision, but this did not prevent Ji Tang from being able to lock Qin Feng's position only with his spiritual sense.

He didn't want to tease this prey that had no way out anymore, Ji Tang thought, the person in front of him had exhausted the last bit of affection he had for his elder sister, there was no need to waste his spiritual power to delay the prey's self-destruction process.However, if Qin Feng is willing to beg for mercy, he can give Qin Feng more time. After all, it is both face-saving and interesting to make Lord Lou Lan, who is ranked third, kneel down and beg for mercy.

However, that Qin Feng is really hateful, the spiritual power of the Guyan knife has become so dim that it is difficult to operate, but Qin Feng still refuses to admit defeat, and even stirred up the flying sand that made him fall into dust everywhere in the Golden Cauldron Palace, this is unbearable, hope Don wants to kill.

The sword light on the Zhenghui sword suddenly blazed, and a rampant golden light flashed in the sandstorm. It happened that the sandstorm was also close to the golden earth color. The golden light circled around in the sandstorm, and it couldn't catch Qin Feng's exact position for a while.

At this moment, black mist fell from the sky.

There was a strong fragrance of ink in the dust, and Ji Tang's vision suddenly went dark, and his previous complacent expression was no longer there. The last time Zhimo ruined his good deed, he had already gritted his teeth with hatred, and he yelled angrily: " Hang Che, you are here to intervene again!"

"I didn't want to embarrass Mr. Loulan, but you humiliated my Jimen with your hands. As long as I am here today, I won't let you wait to enter the gate of my Golden Tripod Palace. The younger generation bullies others too much. Don't blame this venerable for being ruthless. Let's die." .”

The sword light of the Zhenghui Sword burst out with golden light, and suddenly the spiritual light, which was several times larger, exploded, forcing the spinning flying sand to fall straight from the air.

The ink wall splashed by Zhimo was also pierced by the sword light.

Last time, when Hang Che fought Ji Tang, the sword light of Ji Tang Zhenghui Sword could not penetrate Zhimo, but this time, the sword light easily penetrated Zhimo.

Hang Che was taken aback, and when he drew his sword again, he did not hesitate to use his late-stage cultivation of the Golden Core. The temperature of the Flowing Frost Sword suddenly dropped to freezing point. It was raining and snowing in front of the palace gate, and the wind was cold.

Ji Tang was horrified, he just thought that his cultivation was a level higher than Hang Che's, and he underestimated the enemy for a while and didn't try his best, but in fact, the attack was not light.I thought it would not be difficult to suppress two mid-stage Golden Cores with one late-stage Golden Core, but I didn't expect that Hang Che could easily counterattack again, and the speed of the sword and the strength of the spiritual power in the sword seemed to exceed the energy of the middle-stage Golden Cores. Force Jindan late stage.

The infinite changes of Zhimo last time made him unable to resist for a while, but this time the frost turned cold in an instant and caught him off guard.But today's Ji Tang is different from the past, he is only one step away from the cultivation of Yuanying, in his opinion, teaching a junior is not a particularly difficult thing, his eyes are cold, and the jealousy in the past has turned into contention The ferocious flames on the Hui sword, this time he is going to cut off Hang Che's limelight for many years with one sword.

Zhenghui descends like a tiger, and frost covers the road like a snowstorm. One is majestic and the other is overwhelming.

In the confrontation between the two, the flames burned but could not penetrate the continuous wind and snow, and the frosty sword light above never gave up an inch.

Ji Tang didn't expect that such a battle would fall into a stalemate. Hang Che's spiritual power seemed to be inexhaustible and poured into Liushuang continuously. For a moment, he guessed that Hang Che might have advanced to the late stage of Jindan.Then he immediately denied his guess.

No!

He Ji Tang is older than Hang Che, he is in charge of the family earlier than Hang Che, and the Ji family is stronger than the Hang family. He has done too many things for the later stage of Jindan, and he cannot accept the cultivation level he has worked so hard to achieve. If he doesn't ring, he will realize it first.

What's more, that person is Hang Che who has been embarrassing him and spoiling his good deeds!

No one can climb on his head, let alone Hang Che!

He was burning with jealousy in his chest. He was so irritable that he just wanted to kill Hang Che with a sword, so that the whole cultivation world could see how vulnerable the so-called young gentleman was.

You can't even leave the face of an extra sword to Hang Che!

Zhenghui was burning with raging jealousy, and opened his bloody mouth.

And Hang Che is unwilling to fight, whether to continue to hide his strength is not a question for him to think about at all. He didn't use it before because he didn't need it. He doesn't mind whether it's for Ji Tang or not.He could feel the demonic aura and bloody and dirty smell that Ji Tang tried his best to hide in his spiritual power. His patience for this smell was very limited. The look of disgust flashed in his eyes, and the frosty sword aura was like frost. Settled quickly.

The light of the Liushuang sword is cold and dignified, the light of the Zhenghui sword is like a golden stone, like cold water poured on a burning iron, and a string of tumbling white steam is released with a "chi".

Weaving ink at the right time, splashing ink in the sky, black and white in the sight, it is difficult to distinguish the position.

With Liushuang's resistance, the pressure on the Guyan knife suddenly eased, and Qin Feng finally stood up straight.His ankles, knees and other joints were somewhat twisted due to the pressure just now, and the wounds burst open. The blood soaked his clothes and pants and dripped to the ground, and he still walked with a limp.

And he raised the long knife as if he didn't feel any pain, and there was a lonely silence in his eyes.

The Guyan knife brought flying sand that pierced the sky and the ground, and Qin Feng looked for the place where the white steam rose.

Either of those two sword lights could instantly crush Qin Feng, who was already at the end of his strength, but he was not afraid, nor was the Guyan knife in his hand.

His saber is different from the two swords he is fighting against - the Qin family's saber is connected with the master's blood.He only needs to send the knife into the range of the blade, and the Guyan knife will fulfill his will and cut through the chest he wants to tear.

Before starting, Qin Feng glanced at Hang Che.

He saw that Hang Che was coming but He Yan was not there, which meant that He Yan had clues to rescue Yanmen Zun over there and the pressure was not too great.

So there is nothing to worry about.

Ever since he was wandering alone, he had told himself that he was no longer qualified to be afraid. Countless times of escaping from the tiger's mouth made life and death a thing of the past. Every battle could be the end of his life. Just now he almost died under the sword of Zhenghui.

Life and death are fateful, if it happened to be this one, then it would be this one.

Some resentment, maybe not to the point where you have to die, but under certain circumstances, if the knife is not chopped off, it cannot be resolved.

Using his body as a shield, Qin Feng stepped into the confrontation between two Jindan late-stage monks. The huge spiritual power suppression made him feel like he was being burned by fire and soaked in cold water. His spiritual power is still enough to support sending out the Guyan knife, three steps and two steps, using his body as a shield, he finally sent the Guyan knife into the most suitable distance for the knife.

The rest, to his knife.

Zhenghui's sword light was rising, and his master was about to launch another attack, but suddenly lost the heat, and the eye-catching Zhenghui flame was covered by a layer of dust.

Ji Tang lowered his head and saw that what pierced through his chest was the Guyan Knife.

He understands the Qin family's sword skills.The Qin family's sword seals their throats with blood, and the people of the Qin family can die in battle, but the Qin family's sword is invincible.Bitten by the Qin family's knife, I can't get rid of it.

There is very little spiritual power on the Guyan knife, which shows that the owner of the knife is almost exhausted.

If the owner of this knife is alive, he will surely not let him go; if the owner of this knife is about to die, no one will be able to take out the Guyan knife from his body.

Both are dead.

He didn't expect that one day he would die under the sword of Gu Yan.

Qin Feng had always been someone he looked down on.

Ji Tang's impression of Qin Feng was still more than 20 years ago, the follower who followed behind them when he went to see Qin Ling at Qin's house.

Every time he went to find Qin Ling, that kid would follow him, but Qin Ling never let his little brother go, which ruined many good things for him.

Later, Qin Ling was gone, and Qin Feng, who was already a teenager, was crying loudly in the fire scene. He watched coldly and laughed in his heart at this young man who was at a loss without the protection of his elder sister.

Later, when the young man ran away from the house, Ji Tang was even more disdainful. If he was Qin Feng, with a father who was in charge of the family and a powerful elder sister, he had already taken advantage of the situation to plan for the position of head of the family. How could he give up like Qin Feng? Advantages, mixed to the point of desperation to go far away.

Those who don't want to be immortals are simply cowards in Ji Tang's eyes.Brothers and sisters are like a joke in Ji Tang's eyes. His only younger brother, Ji Geng, is suppressed by him to the point where he can't even advance to the Jindan realm, and he can't even be appointed as the assistant king at such an age.The Ji family is the only one who obeys his orders, and he won't get tired of this undeniable honor no matter how long he stands.

The Duyan Knife was buried deep in his chest. He looked at the rust-gold texture similar to Qin Ling's Raw Smoke Knife, and thought - "How could I die in the hands of such a coward."

Then he looked up with all his might.

Above his head is the majestic gate of the Jinding Palace. On the door plaque, the word "Jinding Palace" was written by Jin Dingzun, the first patriarch of the Ji family, with a big brush—it was written by the incense envoy himself!

Their Ji family is different from other fairy families. The Ji family is a family of incense envoys.

Looking down from the gate of the Ji family's palace, one can overlook the Central Plains stretching for hundreds of miles, and one can measure the most prosperous scenery in the world.For thousands of years, various immortal families have come here to worship here every year. The 99 white jade steps from the mountain gate to the palace gate are the road to immortality envied by countless monks.

There is a painting in the main hall of the Ji Family, which depicts the grand scene of Ten Thousand Immortals coming to court. The one standing at the top of the steps was the incense envoy Ji Cheng.

But so what?Ji Cheng only gave the Ji family a starting point of glory, but did not give the Ji family the order to wear incense for generations to come.

Since he was the master of Tang Dynasty, he has no predecessors to rely on, and no immortals to command. He has worked hard to revive the glory of the Ji family, relying on no one but himself.

Ji Tang didn't think there was anything wrong with him.

The Qin family's knives are fast, and the person under the knives will naturally die quickly.

When a person is about to die, his words are also kind.And Ji Tang's last words were: "This deity is the head of the family of incense envoys."

A generation of Feng Mingzun didn't think of anyone before he died, and he didn't bother to think of anyone who was used by him.

Even to the point of death, he refused to admit that he was not as good as others.

He, Ji Tang, is Fengming Zun, the master of this 99-story white jade staircase, and the master of the Golden Cauldron Palace at the end of this road.

He can't die, he is only one step away from entering the Yuanying realm, and with the cultivation of Yuanying, not to mention the Qin family's saber, even the immortal weapons of the other three families can't hurt him at all.

Because their Ji family's fairy art is the most prestigious fairy art.

Feng Ming respected Ji Tang, even to the point of death, he did not admit that he was going to die.