In the battlefield outside the domain, outside a not-obvious space crack, the surface looks very quiet. Tianlai Novel | 2

Like other places, the dim light was dead, and the killings disappeared here, because there were no wandering souls spitting out in this space crack, and almost no monks came over. Occasionally, monks passed by far away and were frightened by the powerful pressure released from this place, as if there were advanced wandering souls here.

The area of ​​a hundred miles has become a forbidden zone because of this powerful pressure, and because the monks who first entered the extraterritorial battlefield were wearing bronze armor, no one could penetrate into this forbidden zone. Therefore, no one knew that there were still monks in this terrible forbidden zone.

A thousand meters away from the space crack, three monks stood with their hands behind their backs. One of the monks in the middle was wearing black armor, covered with half a golden mask. The mask seemed to be a pattern of some kind of monster, extending backwards at both ears, and the eyes of the black armored golden monk were as deep as a dark vortex. A thin blood-red lips were pursed tightly, which also showed his master's cold personality.

On the left side of the black-armored golden monk, there was an old man in black robe. He also wore a golden mask, but the mask was just right, covering his entire face and chin, revealing only a pair of eyes, which was vaguely turbid, but inadvertently, these slightly turbid eyes released their brilliance.

On the right side, there is also a black-armored and golden-faced monk. His mask is also half-picked without any personality. He slightly retreated half a step in the middle monk to show his respect for the middle monk. His eyes kept staring at the cracks in the space.

Ten thousand meters behind them were twelve black-armored golden-faced monks. These monks who usually make the Lower Immortal Realm frightened were standing quietly and neatly. Looking closely, the position they stood was very particular. It was because they arranged themselves into a certain formation that they all restrained their spiritual power and even used the means of hiding their bodies. If the golden armor on their faces did not show their identity, they would not be able to see through their cultivation.

A hundred miles behind them, there were dozens of black-armored silver-faced monks, who tightly surrounded the place. The crack in this space had long been laid with a net of heaven and earth, surrounding it with iron walls.

Even so, the three monks who were leading the way did not show any slackness. The masks covered their expressions and could not hide their emotions. What's more, the old man in black robe released the pressure of the Daluo Golden Immortal from time to time, and scared away the bronze armor monk who had passed by inadvertently.

Suddenly, a light flashed in the space crack, and the three of them narrowed their eyes at the same time. The light gradually increased, and a dazzling beam of light seemed to be about to shine through the space crack.

The black-armored golden-faced monk in the middle suddenly raised his right hand and waved it behind him. The twelve black-armored monks moved their bodies ten thousand meters later. They used their hands to make magic tricks, and a series of spiritual lights soared into the sky. During this period, a formation flying into the air and immediately disappeared.

The three monks did not look back and only stared at the space crack. As the light column in the space crack became clearer, the formation behind them became more mature. Suddenly, the light column rushed out of the space crack. Almost at the same time, the twelve monks suddenly flew up. Some of them were in the air, and some were only a few inches away from the ground, and it turned out that people and formation were united.

If this formation is seen by other Daluo Jinxianxians in the Immortal Realm, they will be shocked. This formation is clearly used to resist top cultivators, so who is it for now?

The light column passed through the crack in the space, and two black shadows slowly came. The moment they passed through the light column, one could see that one was clearly a black-armored monk, while the other was just a gray robe, without any bronze armor that symbolized her identity.

Taking off the copper armor means giving up the protection of various domains in the Xiaxian Realm, and any monk in the domain can kill him.

The two of them slowly stood in the light column, standing in the air. The light column shone from their backs, and the backlight made their faces not very clear. Suddenly, the black-armored black-faced monk had a claw on his back, and a treasure mirror flew out at the end of the light column. The moment the light column disappeared, the black-armored black-faced monk's body suddenly stopped, and a little spiritual light suddenly flew out of his body. The monk among the three snorted coldly and raised his hand to grab the female cultivator.

This female cultivator is clearly Zhang Xiaohan, but there is a layer of transparent spiritual light on her face. The spiritual light is transparent, but her face is covered with shimmering light and cannot be seen clearly. The one who is stuck on the ground is naturally the fragrance of the night.

Zhang Xiaohan grabbed the backhand, and the Five Elements Reunion Mirror fell into his hand. The mirror light column was still there. She swayed for a moment and aimed at the aura that flew out of Ye Liuxiang. The aura was extremely fast, and it flashed and approached the black-armored golden-faced monk and penetrated into his forehead.

Zhang Xiaohan sighed lightly, as if he was very sorry, but threw the treasure mirror in his hand into the storage bracelet. Then he looked forward carefully. The sky eyes had already opened, and the formation arranged by the twelve monks and the figures of the twelve monks were vividly remembered.

Memories entered the consciousness of the black-armored golden-faced monk like water. He looked at Zhang Xiaohan's eyes and narrowed dangerously. He never expected that he would have experienced those female cultivators standing in front of him, no, a soul cultivator, which was even more dangerous than he thought.

"Ye Fei, the young lord of the Black Prison City, comes here to invite fellow Taoists to visit Black Prison City." Ye Fei, the black armored and golden-faced monk in the middle, obviously had read the memory of distracting the spirit, but his voice was still calm and he was not excited at all.

"I am ashamed to let the young lord of Black Prison City come to greet him in person." Zhang Xiaohan seemed to be really talking, saying the polite words he should have said in public.

"Then please invite me." Ye Fei was still polite.

"I have never met Master Ye, so I'll be spared this guest." Zhang Xiaohan was not good at silence and impolite, so he felt a little impatient after saying a few words.

"Haha, of course, my young city lord is not very good enough. This is the elder of our Black Prison City. The face of Daluo Jinxian cultivator is not unwilling to be given to him by Daluo Jinxian cultivator." Ye Fei was still polite, as if he was not threatening Zhang Xiaohan.

He intentionally did not reveal Zhang Xiaohan's name, and believed that Zhang Xiaohan used spiritual power to cover up her face, and did not even put on bronze armor, so he did not want anyone to know her origin.

"What a great face, it's a pity that I can't afford it." Zhang Xiaohan said softly.

"Then, I can only offend you." Ye Fei's voice became gentler.
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